Dana Quijote

Whitney Houston

2012-02-16T08:37:00.002-05:00

Goodbye I will always love you

An apology

2012-02-14T14:21:00.000-05:00

I wrote a blog a few weeks ago which I deleted asking people to help me set up a school for blind girls in Africa. After thinking about it I felt ashamed to ask someone to help me. All my life I have shunned help from others except from my family. So I don't want to share the triumph which shall be mine and my family in Africa. Changing the world one blind person at a time. Savoring each and everyone in my new family of blind women. AS I focused on the task ideas came flooding in and i can conservatively say I could keep a patent attorney busy for the rest of his life. Topics like teaching blind people to see colors. I remember my metaphysics class at Cornell University where we built a world out of color patches. Teaching blind girls how to run. Self defense for blind girls. Teaching blind girls how to program. And so on. And I am sorry I don't want to share that so keep ur money. And when the world needs me I will be there with my African family to save you all. Namaste

Going to Heaven

2012-02-14T14:01:00.000-05:00

ok now you are saying i am going to get all religious on u but you are wrong. I recently watched a video by a professor on stem cells it seems if we put stem cells in different environment they produce different type of cells. Which means if we have an environment like heaven then we are in heaven. For me Africa is heaven. The climate is perfect no snow, no hurricanes, friendly people, lots of kids not old and helpless. Do you know what it is like having children want to touch you. I passed a school in Kisumu at closing and I am sure I shook hands with 50 children. Everywhere children saying "how are you?" And there smiles always warming my heart. That is heaven.

WHEN MEDICINE FAILS

2012-02-03T07:04:00.000-05:00

Hello fellow grasshoppers. I never thought i would be in a position I am in now. But sadly I am. I went to my Dr. as I have an infected toe she prescribe medicine for the toe and f0r a ring worm infection. And also an appointment for a podiatrist. I have been doing well and have $125.00 in the bank so happily i run down to Walmart and give them the prescription well i almost fell over it was $87.00 and the cost of a specialist on my plan was $35.00 my car was reading empty so another $10.00 a total of $133.00 so what do I do? like a lot of elderly I compromise I refuse the prescription and ignore the specialist. Now my Dr is probably most mad a me but what can I do? Id rather eat than have a well toe. After my ssi check comes I will reevaluate in 14 days. I almost cried as a woman behind me offered to pay half of my prescription i thanked her but refused.I can't bend over to change the bandage so if my son were not here i would be unable to change bandage. Now when in Kenya I went to pharmisist she gave me an antibiotic for $1.00 and that got me by until returning to usa. Now if I had to go to emergency room the cost would be zero. you buy a small book for $1.00 and pay for your medicine. My insulin cost $28.00 at Walmart in Kenya $15.00 and my furosimide ten cents a pill. So what is my solution if it gets bad i go to emergency room $65.00 and eat. Of course the people in USA are considered so stupid that they can't figure out what to do so we have laws to protect us so we don't hurt ourselves by taking medicine. Go figure. At some point our society will grid lock as so many lawsuits will prohibit us from going to a dr. Hey Mr. Romney where is my safety net?

You are not blind only poor

2012-01-20T15:31:00.000-05:00

Hello girls (my students in Kampala) Many of you may feel your life has been stolen from you with your blindness. But I am here to tell you that is just silly thinking. You are poor not blind. If I can't see well I go to an optometrist and he tests me to see what corrective lenses will restore my sight. Well my dears what you need is a magician who will tell you how lucky you are. Glasses for blind people here in Africa are extremely cheap I do believe for a dollar a day you can rent these glasses. In the USA it will cost you about $8.00 an hour or $80.00 a day. I have a friend of mine who complained he could not do something because he couldn't see. i said hire someone to be your eyes. And that is why you are so fortunate because glasses are so cheap here. And of course you are going to say but even though they are cheap here I have no money.And again grasshoppers I am going to say how silly of you. Because I am here to teach you that being blind allows you to do things others can't do. The rest of the world has become blind but not you. Again grasshoppers listen carefully to me. The world now has tv movies cars cell phones all these things distract you so you can't see the world as it really is. But you can because you can focus. And there are many occupations where someone who can do this will be paid very well. And lucky you standing here before you is a teacher with 46 years experience and who may be the best in his field(caveat no one knows for sure). I have earned up to $6,000 dollars a week doing what I am going to teach you. Now many will say I can't do that I know nothing of computers. Again grasshoppers how lucky you are. Because I can't teach you, if you think you know then I have to destroy this knowledge so we can start from the beginning. I have spent my whole adult life learning the truth because one thing for sure is a computer programmer can't lie to himself. Why because whatever he codes produces results bad or good. Now a normal programmer may produce 10 lines of code a day I can produce hundreds if not some times thousands. And the secret is the ability to focus. You lucky grasshoppers. And so your new world is beginning at this very moment and the only thing in your way is you. Start opening your mind and heart and learn read learn etc and for godsakes go get your people glasses.

Dana Quijote: blind girls

2012-01-18T13:27:00.000-05:00

Dana Quijote: blind girls

blind girls

2012-01-18T13:25:00.004-05:00

god fearing

2012-01-11T12:02:00.000-05:00

can someone tell me why i need to fear god?

on the trail again

2012-01-07T10:03:00.000-05:00

I am searching again for a new adventure but the people who know me understand i never do anything for one reason it has to be something on many levels. Why Africa because the future of humanity lies there. When humanity wants to break out of its shell or cocoon the best place is Kenya and Mt Kenya. Kenya is a beautiful place full of friendly liars and thieves they need to grow up so give then 50 years and then we will see paradise on earth and the spaceport will be there lifting mankind into space. Wouldn't you have liked to buy Microsoft stock way back when well this is like that. My advice go to Nanyuki or Meru and buy land lots of land anywhere as close as possible to Mt Kenya. I tried my best to find people but they are still children thinking of only themselves maybe the next generation will produce some exceptions. I wanted to start a school for blind girls but got close to the school for the blind in Thika but never made it. Why blind girls because they may hold the future of Kenya in there hands. Silly isn't it? Not if I am on there side. Because I am a creator or in current parlance a programmer. I create things and what better pool to pull from than those who have nothing. A strange man that I am but self confidence is not lacking. Why because I have done what others can not do. That is my lot in life to be lonely because no one can keep up with me. I destroy women because I create a picture in my mind and I know things about people even they don't know and I have tools my God do I have tools because for 52 years I have explored the mind and found many secrets. Anyway that is a level I share alone so don't worry about it. I have faced death and comforted those who are dying so I am ready to die as long as I keep fighting the good fight and die trying I can smile when my black woman holds me in her arms as I pass on to the next life ah that is good. Take care grasshoppers

Term that refers to one who is a novice, a greenhorn, a student/disciple, a subordinate, or just simply ignorant.

Has its origins from the "Kung Fu" television series from the 1970s, starring David Carradine as the Shaolin priest Kwai Chang Caine. As a young student at the Shaolin temple, Caine, in his youthful ignorance, takes pity on a blind Shaolin master, believing the master's blindness to be a terrible affliction. The master quickly corrects Caine, illustrating that despite his blindness, his awareness of the world is much higher than Caine's -- for example, the master takes notice of the grasshopper at Caine's feet whereas Caine does not.

Cairo egypt

2011-12-31T05:33:00.000-05:00

Well Egypt is fine fleecing the tourist is working well I paid 120 egyptian pounds 20.00 for a tour it was fun saw the pyramids and sphinx at a distance the square where everyone died is a dismal place with a burned out red car our driver was an x soldier and grave robber such is cairo after 7000 years the hotel about 2 stars across from police headquarters and egypt air minus 1 star. anyway after 68 years i finally made a day there thanks to anne i knew a bit about things like how they wrap mummies good to be home i guess time to die already things are going bad my health that is so fellow grasshoppers keep the faith

The end of African Adventure

2011-12-19T10:08:00.002-05:00

Ok I give up after $50,000 and five African wives I am going home. The latest the worst. SO this Saturday I'll be in Cairo and then NYC so kets find a new adventure. Take care all you grasshopper.

Two angels Misty and Karen

2011-10-13T22:46:00.000-04:00

I have waited three weeks to write this entry. I believe in angels but where angels come from is another story, manifestation, helpers of God, an alternate reality or aliens. The only thing for sure is i know they exist. They are sensitive to the cry from the soul. I can't help being maudlin about this because i was in distress. To get to Kenya I split my flights. Instead of JFK to Kenya I booked jfk to Dubai. I met so many people on this trip it was amazing the two girls from azerbaijan, a man from Katmandu, a man from Kentucky who shared my love of horses, Jewish (monks) from Brooklyn.. And of course my two angels and the paramedics who fused over me. Anyway at 5am I am checking in to Gulf Air and before i know it my bags are returned to me. Unless I have a ticket out of Kenya they will not let me on the plane they say kenyan law forbids entry without return ticket. Now i have been married twice to Kenyan women have traveled 4 times to Kenya. So i go to buy a new ticket it is only $500 for a $200 ticket. I came with a hundred dollars extra so this was a crushing blow. I was now going to be homeless in Dubai. So i needed the internet to buy a ticket. The man from Thrifty (Katmandu) let me use his computer, they only support wireless at the airport. And of course I had none, computer yes. So I bought the ticket from Nairobi to Kampala for $207. But couldn't remember my password so i couldn't get the details and it was on a no name airlines. I go back to gulfair and the flight has left. I plead with the agent and promising to die in front of her has no effect. But another flight leaves at 10am but must check in at or before 9am i return to thrifty but his internet is down. I go to another ticket counter but everything is setup to force you to buy a high price ticket. I am now going between terminals frustrated as hell. I find a help desk and i plead my case and i admit tears flowed. And before I new it the paramedics were there taking my blood pressure pricking my finger and my blood sugar i think was 343 time to check into a hospital. So knowing that i refused anymore treatment. I lied and said i was fine with my heart condition i knew an ekg would for certain land me in the hospital. Meanwhile my angel has logged into the internet. the time is 8:50 by a miracle my password works and i get the data for the flight. Karen then personally escorts me to gulf air counter she is determined to stay with me until i am on that plane. My bags are finally checked and Misty joins her and using there employee badges get me on the electric buggies and get me to the gate which is miles away. As i enter the gate waiting area they ask if i am hungry and I admit I am so they disappear and return 10 minutes later with two hamburger a fries and a drink from McDonalds. I offer to pay them but they refuse and I gave them a blessing for the rest of there lives. And so I leave my two angels much wiser as to the forces opposing me and those forces keeping me on my mission to save the world. For as Dana Quijote that is my mission no matter how foolish I seem to be I will struggle on and occasionally angels will take me under their wings and help me to the next gate in life.

How Software Engineering Became a Profession

2011-10-12T02:33:00.000-04:00

Dear Mr. Davis,

I tried to read your book referring to the subject of this blog. But the term engineering kept getting in the way. I always have had little respect for engineers as programmers. As the joke goes engineers are ok but i wouldn't want my daughter to marry one. One of the important aspects of being a programmers is the ability to see beyond the forest. Programming is an art. Trying to render it a subset of engineering is like telling a famous artist how to paint. As a programmer i was a whore i did what i was told to do and of course 10 times more to fill in the spaces of the boredom. It is like someone wants me to paint a wheel and on the side i paint the ceiling of the Sistine chapel. I have to laugh at your standards if i were to live by those i would have died long ago in the basement of the Pentagon. I would give you a A for effort but an F for fantasy. Anyway my new profession is as a curmudgeon to you young people who disdain the 1968 programmer who lived the life eclectic and formed the world you live in today. Today I walk the streets of Kisumu Kenya Africa and children run up to me to touch the Muzungo(white man) just like the employers did back in 1968. I have stopped saving those giants from disaster after disaster and now i will try my hand at saving the world. When from nothing you create a program that does something you tend to feel Godlike. In the societies of the Third world the "Engineer is King" now lets see if I can kick some engineering butt. I was there when this technological world was built. And as in the tale of two cities i quote " It was the best of times, it was the worst of times "

The trip through hell

2011-10-06T02:37:00.000-04:00

Well I made it. I am now in my apartment in kisumu just $130.00 per month. 2 bedroom and a pantry turned into a bedroom for the boys. The first thing was arriving in JFK and finding my bag bandaged in Duct tape. The jet blue representatives were hard wired to say all we can do is give you a $30.00 voucher for future trips. Finally Walter surrendered and got my bag wrapped in plastic. Which allowed me to continue after the black women supervisor told me to get out of her face. First time for that. I guess I am a mean old curmudgeon after all. After that she settled in to paying her bills on the phone. Well after an accident in the bathroom and unfriendly Russians i settle down to wait for the flight and while charging my laptop 2 friendly girls from Azerbaijan who were going back home after spending sometime in New York with unhappy thoughts of life at home after experiencing the joys of a free society. Well finally onto the plane for nine hour flight to Moscow. The big girl was the stewardess for first class passenger and the thin heartstoping thin was left for us. They worked hard as there should have been twice the stewardess. Also there were a group of Jewish monks practicing there rituals in the back of the plane and were from Brooklyn. An interesting flight. After that it was Moscow and then the flight to Dubai. I will do a separate one for Dubai.

notes on russia

2011-10-06T02:06:00.000-04:00

well i spent my few hours in Russia and have these reflections. Moscow reminds me more of anchorage Alaska as the pine trees dominate the open horizons. Russians have absolutely no sense of humor so don't even try. The airport is massive but not built for people. Many tv's but no content. Finding my gate was a journey of frustration. After waiting an hour at the gate i was told to go to i find that i have to go to another just part of the unfriendly skies of Moscow. And a soda and cup of cabbage soup cost $11.00 My desire to return to Moscow is zero.

The Hairdresser

2011-09-19T20:22:00.000-04:00

Well less than 2 days to go. Zainabu and her friend will meet me at the airport. Don't like going to a country without someone at the airport. When my first love began to stray I found a lovely lady Zainabu. So I tried to get her setup in a new salon. Well that met with disaster and fell through. After the second wife starting ruling me I escaped and ended up with Zainabu but found out she had a second husband. Now a year later I find myself in her arms. This trip is so uncertain I am actually very nervous. What will happen? But I will visit my old friend George and that alone is worth the trip. Also there is mwajuma (born on Friday) a daughter of Zainabu who speaks perfect english and Zainabu speaks swahili and a few other dialects. So the adventure begins.

Lonely Road

2011-09-14T04:06:00.000-04:00

After 9 months of sacrifice and support of someone i get the news she has found someone else. It is a blow to the heart. Only seven days to go. If I stay here I die. Why because my A1C is 13. Sort of walking dead. But in Kenya the diet is perfect spinach, fish, fresh fruits. Also there I walk a lot. Also plenty of sun for that vitamin D. But now I have to walk alone, no one to meet me at the airport, where do i stay now in hotel find an apartment with no furniture and little money. So I guess this is the end either way. My Doctor said she is my friend but I soon realized it was only pity as I said I had no friends. But the reason I said that is because I am out of joint here. I love Kenya and when I am there I feel at home. Even though every woman I have known there is a liar.
I love the kids, Nicole, Wendy, Vanessa, little baldy, Majumbo and her brothers and little sister, and Everlines 4 children (Beryl,,,). When with the children I feel young again. And back to Hattie Mathews when I though I was dying she comforted me so I knew I could die in the arms of a black woman. I traveled down deaths corridors being tortured in so many different ways. Dreams fade so fast but these memories are still fresh in my mind. Being tied to a bed and the nurse pouring gasoline all around as she prepared to burn me to death. These memories are there. So many, many memories. And now my last trip. To die somewhere in Kenya fighting wind mills.
What better way to die, instead of going blind if I stay here and getting limbs saw off by a surgeon as my diabetes grows worse.
So if I have a friend where is he/she now. The answer is simple he/she is in my future.

DESIDERATA

2011-09-05T01:59:00.000-04:00

GO PLACIDLY amid the noise & haste, & remember what peace
there may be in silence.

As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all
persons.

Speak your truth quietly & clearly; & listen to others, even
the dull & ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud & aggressive persons, they are vexations to the
spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain &
bitter; for always there will be greater & lesser persons than
yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested
in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in
the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full
of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there
is; many persons strive for high ideals; & everywhere life is
full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection.

Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity
& disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering
the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are
born of fatigue & loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees & the
stars; you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is
unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with GOD,
whatever you conceive HIM to be, & whatever your labors &
aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your
soul.

With all its sham, drudgery & broken dreams, it is still a
beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

(Found in Old Saint Paul's Church, Baltimore, U.S.A. Dated 1692)

russia

2011-08-24T14:43:00.002-04:00

After so many years I will be in Moscow for a few hours as i go back to Kenya. Somehow I have all these comments from Russians and most are not quite understandable. My best guess is that a russian English class used my blog as a teaching tool. But on September 22nd i will arrive in Moscow on my way to Dubai and then Nairobi. So what does an airport tell you about a country. It give you a glimpse of how the society looks at visitors. Singapore was the best and Mumbai the worst. Singapore gave to the visitor internet, butterfly sanctuary. Mumbai no Atm's and rude airport agents and Military guards. Lets see how Moscow stands up. Let me not forget Qatar where they put me in a four star hotel and fed me. It took me an hour to figure out how to flush the toilet. So i will stop at three new airports, Moscow, Dubai and Bahrain. 3 days on the move, i love it as i will see new people and adjust my attitudes with a dose of reality.

As ever i remain

Mr. Baldy

Jambo Sana

The debt crisis

2011-08-04T19:34:00.000-04:00

Wow what an experience watching the congress juggle my ssi check. But such sadness as the callers to cspan not once touched on the salient points. I can't comprehend how the people of the usa are so opinionated and run around with blinders. The debt is 14trillion dollars. When the grand children are ready for social security the 14,000,000,000,000 will be worth about 14,000,000,000 new dollars. As at some point the value of the currency will be devalued as each 1000.00 will become 1 new dollar. or maybe worse 1,000,000 dollars to one new dollar. US citizens live in a glass bowl.In Peru they went from sole, inti, nuevo sol. The 1000 sol became 1 inti. 1,000,000 ints became one nevo sol. Thus since my first trip to Peru the money has been devalued by one billion. If the same were to happen here the national debt would be $$14,000 new dollars. I have seen the value of my money decrease 100% in one day. Americans need to understand the real world. Inflation will continue. Look at gold $35.00 troy ounce now $1650 per troy ounce an increase of 4,714 percent. So cash will destroy u. Buy land, gold, diamonds things which have a finite supply and let congress play tiddle winks.

russians

2011-06-23T11:13:00.000-04:00

i wonder who these people are They flood my blog with cryptic phrases. Today one said i should commit suicide other called me an idiot etc etc Is this a class of students trying to learn English? No useful comments just trying to push their web pages. Many years ago I worked with a Russian he was not like that. then here are the women scammers. If anyone could shed light i would really like that.

gold

2011-06-23T11:00:00.000-04:00

Today I started reclaiming gold fingers from circuit cards. 2 parts peroxide 1 part muratic acid. The fingers r rising up to the top. One hundred sixty pieces maybe 3000 fingers. How much is it worth at a penny per finger some $30.00 stay tuned i let u know.

Paris

2011-06-11T11:41:00.000-04:00

there was a wonderful interview Charlie Rose had with an author who wrote about the influence paris has had on our america. There was a great quote about history which was to forget dates just understand history and why things happened. Which is my philosophy to a tee. My second wife Anne was a history buff and i always use to call her a revisionist historian which basically is true of all historians. I love Paris where they celebrate love and the right to be an individual which is being lost in our culture. As ever I remain Dana Quijote aka mr baldy

dancing in the rain

2011-05-30T06:56:00.003-04:00

http://track.lifesecretsonline.com/r/?t=hwnw&m=LearningToDanceInTheRain&id=bydana@gmail.com

airship

2011-05-28T08:53:00.000-04:00

In an article on why airships will never be part of our transportation infrastructure i responded:
Thank you so much for the history of the airship. I really appreciated it even if your conclusions were let us say a bit myopic. But in my experience engineers are always a bit so. After my death I'll tell you why. But again thank you and I really mean no disrespect because engineers are very necessary to making things where dreamers like me sometimes never get off the ground and at times even get lost in the clouds.
After doing much thinking about this I discovered something which makes it possible for airships to survive but to be the Saviour of our future. If we think about global warming and consequences we find that trains have a hard time underwater and so do trucks. Now airplanes will be able to fly but airports will be under water. Now a airship is very flexible in a world gone lets say mad. But I have kept my secrets a long time and it was over 10 years ago I discovered this. But how can you trust an old man who chases windmills and believes in rigid airships(whoops). Now for the intelligent reader obviously excluding engineers you might find a hint in what I am saying. So after I die I'll tell you all in my memoirs. Because at this moment if I had the backing I would be making billions proving him wrong. The world is safe because at the moment I am poor. But in the future maybe by accident I will break the egg that I am enclosed in. Now here is a though. When we become a human being we differentiate at certain times certain cells become part of us and latter on more sophisticated cells come along until you get us a human being. Now in jest I would say engineers are very early in the differentiation process. Now for some reason I haven't differentiated and so my 10 - billion dollar ideas lay dormant. I have always had fun poking engineers because they are so arrogant. But it is only fun on my part. And so here I sit in my egg waiting to differentiate and achieve my goal of first bypass flight to Alpha Centauri. Just an old man and impossible dreams, right? I mean it would probably take me 50 years to do that. I watch Nasa TV and I feel so sad. My GOD what are spacesuits for. I mean if you had to put one on to save your life you would be long dead. And the space shuttle is dying with nothing to replace it. America has lost its vision(obviously engineers have taken over). Oh well shut the lights out send the engineers home we are done with the shuttle, space and silly notions like scifi. I think my thread is done RIP NASA

being totally blind

2011-05-23T08:13:00.000-04:00

A long time ago specifically 1968 i was working in Rome New York with my first wife Sarah. In the course of our relationship i hypnotized her at least maybe more than 50 times. Anyway i discovered 5 past lives. And over the years i have wished to follow up on this. Now I am pursuing helping blind women. Information on the blind I.E. totally blind is costly. A single article in Scientific american cost $7.95 and other sources want up to $100 for a book. With my retirement and supporting my wives in Africa I have very few dollars left to pursue this. But recently I have a question about dreaming. One theory is that unless a person has achieved between 4-7 years as a sited person the dreams will be mainly acoustical with no visual information. Now if I put the two projects together. Will past lives all be of blind people. Or will past lives include sighted individuals. If as the researchers believe u must have had sight at an early age then past lives of totally blind people will also be of blind people. I am interested in the brain as far as memory and visual content. The amount of storage for visual memory is staggering but for auditory very small in comparison. So obviously in researching totally blind from birth allows us to collapse one variable ie the variable of vision in the mind. I have worked with several phds on a computer consulting bases at Johns Hopkins Wilmer eye institute and at Wills eye hospital. Not that it gives me any special insight except for advising my second wife Anne on how to proceed with her eye tumor. The advantage I have at this moment is two fold. One I am retired and I work for no one except myself. Advantage two is that I am now a Kenyan and the rules in Kenya r different than here. Not the official rules but the tribal rules. And I can hire a blind person to work for me at $75.00 a month. I would love to have at least 10 people work for me so I can research many things. Dr Robert Massof gave me the most cherished compliment I ever had. He called me the most creative person he had ever met.
Now u may want to equivocate on this but my past record I believe substantiates this. So I am writing here because I would like to have help financially. At this moment I have about $400.00 and I need $600 more to return to Africa. So if u know of someone who would like to contribute I would greatly appreciate it. I could go to any number of charities to seek help but as I thought about it I could feel the chains tightening around my neck. I am to say the least untamed. The way I think and do things is not in the mold of NGO's or Religious organizations. My main goal is to explore the unknown and to help those people who have no champion. I am through trying to force my way as in my whole life it has never worked that way. I am opening my arms to the Universe to let it happen if not I have many projects and many ideas enough to hire 10,000 people but no project in my mind is more noble than to help blind women of Kenya.
As ever I remain Dana Quijote

bigotry

2011-05-21T05:08:00.000-04:00

Hello again,
Bigotry. Why does it exist. The simple explanation is because when we r afraid we shout, we bluster. One night walking alone on a deserted street in Africa I found myself shouting. Why because I was certain I was about to die. In Africa alone on a street after about 10pm is as close to Russian roulette as you can get. It is not uncommom to hear screams in the night. Do I go rushing out on the street to help. Sorry to say I am just a common coward. Now if it was my family i would and if death should appear I would die defending my loved ones. So on the internet without any governor on decorum ur hear so many angry men and some women. And the worst is those scientist who assume they know everything and everyone else is stupid. Just because I have 47 years experience in computers doesn't make my opinion worth anymore than anyone elses. And my favorite saying "Once u learn the truth you shut the doors to other truths" Because no matter ur opinion the truth is relative to one overriding thing. How does this truth allow u to predict future events. Some truths r ok if u lived 1000 years ago but today help in no way because we as humans have learned that that way doesn't help us anymore. SO the internet has allowed opinionated loud mouths to rule the cyberways. SO to learn new things u really have to shovel a lot of shit first and other indignities before u learn something. But the big but is that it works. All we can do is dig out our logic tool kit and work our way through the bullshit till we find those nuggets hidden in there. And we hold those nuggets high for all to see and we progress a nano inch forward. And thank God for those who love to shovel shit rather those who love to produce it.
So I guess I can redefine bigotry as those who produce shit.
So to those of u out there shoveling shit keep at it because somewhere inside the mountain of shit is some gold.
As ever I remain Dana Quijote

68times around the sun

2011-05-15T03:29:00.000-04:00

Hello i just finished lap 68 around the sun. I limp a little and my right eye is losing the battle but i am here still charging windmills. I am getting ready to go to africa my job here is done. I am excited about helping the blind. I have a new web site i am working pn www.withoutsight.com I have some new ideas which if i get some funds i will implement to help the blind. It has become my problem de jour. The quote from Lord acton has always resonated in my mind "Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely." To accomplish my goals i must have enormous power and i had the fear it would destroy me. For over 20 years i wrestled with this problem. Until I found the solution. So I will rephrase the quote. Power corrupts when the balance between power and responsibility becomes unbalanced. Thus absolute power must be matched with absolute responsibility. Anyway a new day has come and a cause has formed now i lay my cause in the hands of destiny.

My Dreams My Choices

2011-05-15T03:12:00.012-04:00

Dear reader this is a nice book and flows gently along. Since I have been in Kenya I would like to explain a few things. In Kenya education is everything the whole society revolves around it with national test and ranking and children striving to be the best. In Kenya it is a common practice to bribe the teachers to get your child into her/his classes. And unlike the USA they have school fees. And if you don't pay they will beat your child. Anyway this book shows you the general scope of education in Kenya. But is far more brutal than she relates here. If I related to you the stories and heartbreaks I have encountered in Kenya you would be reduced to tears. As I often was. But I am an example of Clementine's spirit as at the age of 65 walking out of a hospital and getting on a plane to Kenya. And as I arrived the riots began but as a white man I was treated with respect but God help u if u were a Luo in Nairobi or a Kikuyu in Kisumu many people died and so many buses arrived in Kisumu with refuges. But I never regretted going to Kenya as I learned so much about my self. And as she says "be courageous, do what you have never done, go where you have never been, and you will see the change." I came to Africa and she came to USA different sides of the same coin. Read the book it is a good book and will not take you long to read. I downloaded as an ebook and don't regret it as it was a good book i recommend it without reservation.

osama bin laden

2011-05-09T06:41:00.000-04:00

Finally at last the evil man is dead. The bombing of the twin Towers was an act of an evil man and the USA an innocent child. After ten years we have finally killed him but his legacy carries on. Although the planes killed 3000 people they also killed an innocent nation. Try and travel by plane and they say this may be bin laden until we prove otherwise. The innocents of airplane travel gone. Government dedicated to rights of the individual gone. Secret prisons, torture, murder the rise of the third reich maybe now transformed into the fourth reich. Yes bin laden is dead but the innocents of our democracy is now gone we now r in full grips of the ends justify the means. So bin laden won he has taken our innocents and we live with that inside our mortal souls. Like a child raped we will live with the consequences for the rest of our lives. Suicide bombers were born in the conflagration of the twin towers. This became the method of terror the rules changed. Now gentle Islamics are feared we all lost something that day. Can we now heal ourselves of this affliction. Wiki leaks showed the true heart of our government. Can we learn our lesson or shall evil continue to walk the land will this finally destroy america. I don't know but I fear it will. Where r our ethics? Religion has gone of the deep end. Instead of preaching love and giving help to the poor as a society we reach for the dollar not the soul.
What does it profit a man if he gaineth the whole world yet suffers the loss of his own soul
For each and ever action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
So now innocent people will be tortured and how can we say that is inhuman and those outside our domain will say u did it. I believe we as Americans r bigger than that we survive with our moral dignity and our ingenuity. We don't need torture what we need is integrity.
May the force be with u

Returning to Kenya

2011-05-02T03:04:00.000-04:00

When u r flying on a plane and u approach the airport there is a point where the engines stop struggling and a peace comes about as if the engines have stopped and u r flying into heaven. That is where I am now. The mission has been accomplish the move has been made in 4 months to move a mountain accumulated over 25 years. Lots of things were tossed. But the books were saved. I estimated I have about 5000 books out on the porch and the little storage shed. Some r abused and one touch they practically fall apart but they have been my treasures and sifting through the rubble so to speak I find gems and I reread them. And the question in my mind is the blind. Everyday I say what would a blind person do. And knowing about computers and m dimensions i find of the blind i know so little. Do blind people dream in Technicolor and blind is sort of a misnomer because there r all grades of blindness. I worked at two of the most important eye hospitals I dare say in the world. I was referred to as a Doctor on many occasions because I would take it upon myself to learn what I had to do to make life saving decisions. My ex wife had a cancer(?) in her eye. It was my job to decide what treatment to take. So before the internet I was allowed to research at the hospital about treatment and finally we opted for a cobolt plaque sewn onto the eyeball for about 2 weeks. The treatment worked and she is still alive some 20 years latter. So where will I be in 30 days from now. My wish is to return to Kenya and my wife Cecilia and my friend George who lives nearby. George is legally blind but can see shapes and his warm greeting always warms my heart. Georges elder wife is totally blind and George would escort her to the bathroom some 100 meters away. My heart can hardly bear the sight of this and I have only admiration for George as he maintains his two wives. Now u think how wonderful having two wives but George believes sex will shorten ur life. So no sex if u want to live forever. We sit and talk of politics of Kenya and he use to work for the US embassy and survives on a pension of about $500 a month.He use to be Roman Catholic but changed to Muslim so he could save the wife of his friend who was turned out into the street by her tribe after his friend died. In Kenya as I have heard a man can legally have 4 wives. Anyway I miss George and wish to return. But blind people how do they survive? If I was blind now I could not survive. Being dependent on others for almost everything. So my dream is to help others who r blind. But I am not a philanthropist just a retired fool who never built saving for this day. But I am happy belonging to no one free to battle windmills. Because if I take myself to serious then I become a threat. But an old fool can be suffered by many where as an arrogant old man will be stoned at a moments notice. So I dodder a bit and don't shave often and this leaves my plate clean. I have so many inventions and no money to pursue them and I am afraid I will die with my song unsung. So here I am no money and the desire to return to my home and my wives and my children. And they all want to come here. Kisumu is paradise where u can find a spot of peace and yes challenge. But I find the dream of coming to the USA is such a false dream. To give up family and tribe to come here. Family is first and having been tossed a gold ring u leave ur family and friends and come to the USA where u know not ur neighbor. In 25 years at my home I never once met my neighbor.In Kenya i know and enjoy most of my neighbors. Old men r elders in Kenya in USA just fodder for the nursing homes. Why would I want to stay here (medical) that is the only reason. My son has his live in girlfriend his own trailer and plays games all day long so I am a burden to him not a help. But someday I expect him to come to Kenya and we will have good times. His mother loves him and she supports him so well I am not needed here. So I hope to put my roots in Kenyan soil and grow my family and help those who need help most the blind women of Kenya. I need people and constantly I am searching for helpers but they don't come. So lets us see if I can lift a few souls and start growing my roots in Kenya. My philosophy is so strange that there r few who can understand me. I don't need power or fame I already have done more in my life than any millionaires could so now I want to help people and some day save the world. Because the future of mankind lies in Kenya. The USA is like Rome in its last great days. Still great but given a kick will decline. But that is as always the history of mankind. So here I am with the wish in my hand and no money to go.

What is it like to be blind

2011-03-28T14:37:00.004-04:00

What an interesting question. I remeber steve Wonder running onto the stage in Baltimore. Surrounded by his male friends he ran, a blind man running an impossible thought. But there he was. So in the scale of things the person on the bottom of everything is a blind black girl from Africa. Women r treated badly in Kenya so can u imagine a blind girl unable to defend herself from who or whatever. But on the other hand is Stevie wonder running onto the stage. My point being that with help from others we can do the impossible. As a child I was always in fear of my life from the other boys who used to make my life hell. So if I take that and multiply it by ten I am sure a bit closer to how these brave souls feel. So I want to help them and blind boys as well. I just watched a segment for Capital Talk a wonderful show from Africa and Jeff interviewed Irene who is helping the blind in Africa. So I looked up what she was doing and it was real. There are so many groups in Kenya who help the orphans and drive $40,000 cars and live in Mansions. It is a way to get money for themselves. So seeing her results makes me feel good and a few tears flow as I see her helping with computers in the school just outside Nairobi. So maybe my next mission is to help the blind? So now I will explore the blind character. I remember my social experimentation as a young boy. The beautiful rooster and the ugly rooster. I tied the foot of the beautiful rooster to a rope. And I was so sad as all the ugly rooster could do was spend all his time pecking at the beautiful rooster until finally the beautiful rooster lost his bravado and I let him lose. But the lesson was clear trying to create social justice doesn't work with animals. And in my life I have seen people act just like those roosters and I say to myself are we all just animals. And then I see what Irene has done and I feel so good here is a woman who has a heart and is giving a hand to those who are at the bottom of the scale. So I want to explore the envelope and see if I am wanted in the land of the blind. I don't know that answer but I can see a vision of me doing just that. The question is has the experience of being blind warped there soul. Are blind people the same as all those animals and when empowered will they seek revenge on those sited people. U see I see no limitations in being blind as in my future I may be blind as I am a diabetic and my left eye is slowly loosing sight. Now if u are blind I can here your objections, I can hear ur screams as to how I can say that. But I will smile at them and begin to teach them how to see. One of the most amazing man of the last 100 years was Nicola Tesla. He was the inventor of the ac electric current one of the most amazing discoveries of all time. But he had an interesting talent he could visualize foreign lands and visit and talk to people in his mind. He would design machines in his head and test them. Now does being blind stop anything. Since I read that about him I began to design things in my head and test machines before one visual thing was to be done. I was all excited about a gyroscope on the equator driving a boat. But with experimentation in my mind only I found it didn't work. So if I go blind will it stop me. Hell no because I live in my mind. I love my sight but if I should travel down the world of the blind I will fear not because as long as I have my mind I have everything. Look at Stephen Hawkins a brilliant physicist who can't talk but has written beautiful books and is one of the leading physicist of our time. I am from a time before the keyboard. I still use two fingers to type after 47 years in the business but I have always wanted to design a better keyboard and maybe just maybe I'll get a chance to do so. Also I have another invention perfect for the blind but that is another story. And so Irene this is for u let me help. And next time u see a blind girl slap the shit of some offensive boy u will say I bet she knows Kimball. Because that is my goal to make blind people better than sighted people. And I sigh now and say to mysell yes this is a worthy challenge as tears stream down my cheeks.

My other blog

2011-03-25T13:46:00.003-04:00

How interesting. It seems that people have discovered a new way to advertise they respond to ur blog. Well my other blog has been discovered in Russia and now I receive all sorts of junk and a virus or two. I hate viruses just like I hate mosquitoes they are very annoying and that is one of the facts of the internet and the same way in Africa annoying. But that seems to be the way of things. Just like me I can be erudite at times but still chase pussy. It is the human condition as well as for every other mammal. Do u have to teach ur dogs, cats, horses how to fuck. My god at two years old they can do it. In each of us is the underling animal. The human condition has added a new feature. I am not sure what to call it but it rises above sexuality and becomes art, poetry and a few extras. And so many people feel guilty about sex when in reality there is nothing they can do about it except obviously worry about it. WE are a society so obviously we like to control it and make sure it doesn't destroy us. I saw the movie http://www.hulu.com/watch/222548/imagining-Argentina breaks ur heart to see the corruption of power on us who have no power. But the world has changed and for good or bad and we r now connecting. That is the internet, the web, the cloud, ...
Since I last blogged a wave of rebellion has crossed north africa and the arabian world. And Gaddafih is still holding on. By my next blog who know what surprise will happen. Look a Japan at this moment an estimated 18,000 killed by the earthquake. And what happened to there currency, I still shake my head at this, The value of the yen increased and reached a new high. Oh well I don't understand. Wiped my practice currency account out lost $50,000 imaginary dollars.
Sorry for rambling on but the world is now so interesting. Will the infamous six in Kenya ever be tried. What a suspense as in a country where there is no justice just raw power. Will these six and there friends turn away justice? Tune in next blog to find out.
Anyway I write my blog for me not u. Just trying to find me as I look inside the events and times around us. I just allow u share it for a while that is all. And maybe in the future someone somewhere will contribute to these threads which have been put on the web. we learn from discussions. I remember my wonderful time in Kenya as I conversed with George who knew the history of Kenya from a personal view. Wow that was excellent, a great adventure "TED"
Why in Kenya there is so many windmills I almost fainted from the experience.
I am now in the states charging my batteries ready to go back. In Kenya my maid receives 2000ksh a bed and her food. at this moment 2000ksh is $24.00
I have in Kenya 2 wives, 2 children and a maid. And I support them on my social security pension. For what I used to earn $50.00 an hour I could hire about a dozen people or more. So now the challenge is what could i do with 50 workers. For those of u who havn't read my blog I am a computer programmer see www.mrdana.com Now instead of loading registers I can work with people to build whatever I want. In a new country who in a few months will be like 1776 in america. I wish I had some fellow travelers but for some reason I am too far away from the main stream of things. I am sure the early explores felt the same way being the first is great for the ego but a very lonely place.
In the next few weeks I have to decide where I will go and what I will do. I have very little money and that is a good thing. Money tends to get in the way. Ever try putting the horse behind the cart it is difficult at best actually the best analogy is backing up with a trailer on behind.
First must come the ideas unfettered by the worry about money. After the idea is born then u get the money. We love to do things the hard way. We say we need money before the baby is born. I could ramble on for a month about money but the best advice is to forget about money and let the mind flow to find out what u need to do.

Until next time
Jambo Sana

Cyber War

2011-01-19T22:35:00.003-05:00

Many of you out there are going to find the following uninteligible but this has to be said. I have been working on computers since feb 1965 according to my math that is probably 46 years. I saw a recent cartoon which said I have many years experience so I am right and the response was this is a modern age and u no nothing of the current computer systems. Of course both viewpoints are wrong.
Anyway I am going to put my opinion on the record right here. Of course doing so will put my life in danger but at 67 that is no great loss. But you out there are going to pay a heavy price as your wonderful instrument is going to crash and burn. And your electric grid and all those media things are going bye bye. I lived in Kenya for about 50% of the time since late 2007. I can live without electricity, no tv and a hole in the ground to shit in. We used charcoal to cook with. We got water from a well and when there was rain we used rain water. That is your future. Why do you ask? Because like most people we don't want to pay the price for our freedom. Governments all over the world are corrupt. Our education system is antiquated. We are looking at the last days of Rome. And who is responsible? I am of course as my 46 years has contributed to the success of the computer age. Maybe one millionth of a percent but it is there. Next in line is intel corp. Because the intel microprocesor went in a direction which has allowed the internet to flourish beyond anyones dream.My wife is in Kenya and everyday we communicate. Kenya is so far away that if you go any further you will start on your way home. The world is round you know. I was working for Systems Engineering Labs in Fort Lauderdale and guess what we did not use intel. But intel success has wiped out all the innovations of other computer systems Anyway after Intel comes Microsoft and Bill Gates building operating systems shoddy and barely functional.
You don't have to be a bad person to open the gates to hell just stupid.
And then we have the list of stupid people who work for the government. The only people in the government I respected were the men who worked on the submarines.
Again not everyone but 99.9999999% of the people are just plain stupid not bad just plain ignorant.
Now that I have insulted just about everyone in the world let me give you a solution to the up coming cyber war which will lay our society open to the chain reaction which will cripple every intel based computer on the planet.
We use to build computers where you could not introduce viruses. It was called ROM memory. You wrote a program and burned it into a blank ROM(read only memory) which meant you could not change it. Operating systems are now loaded into changeable memory and therefore enter all the nasty programs we have today. The analogy I can give you its cheaper to build a house of wood or cardboard but fire water wind and earthquakes will destroy it. But make a house out of steel and concrete, cost more, but will outlast the cheap house by about a 1000 years. Of course we will have to slow down the reckless pace of operating systems from one every 4 years to a new one every 10 years and our computers will cost a lot more. Anybody who uses the internet on the same system as a power grid will pay the price. Read cell by Stephen King actually more real than fiction.
My suggestion is go to some third world country and start learning how to live without all the technology because you will live a long life. Here you have less than 10 years before the Cyber wars devastate our society and billions will die just because our government is corrupt, our companies are more corrupt and no one calculates the cost and the guy who runs hell is coming to collect our souls.

Ted Williams

2011-01-07T04:49:00.002-05:00

Hello World,

I want to report today of another windmill vanquished. Mr Ted Williams of Brooklyn New York has returned from hell. He is a match that has touched of a storm that shows from rags to riches. He truly has a voice of an angel. And the internet has already logged over 1,200,000 views of his video in just 3 days. This story is truly American the belief that no matter what we can rise from our own destruction the phoenix. Now even I want a piece of him to listen to his story hoping the flame that now burns so bright in him will some how kindle that same flame in me. He is so familiar to me he looks like Obama and acts like my cousin. But the heart of America is touched by his tragic story giving hope to mothers all over the world that the prodigal son has returned home.

The father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.

So have we changed from being alone to being a community where in 3 days we all can share and rejoice. Ted Williams was dead but now he is alive.
I can only wish him well as I will reiterate the formula that brought him back from the dead.

The Universe is God to receive the power of God be grateful.

In case you have been outside the circle here is a brief synopsis of what has happened.

Ted Williams, a homeless man, became an Internet sensation recently after The Columbus Dispatch newspaper posted a video of Williams begging on the side of a road in Columbus, Ohio, using his radio emcee imitations.

The 53-year-old has since received new voice-over job offers with the Cleveland Cavaliers basketball team and foodmaker Kraft and the world is amazed at his stunning instant rise from begging on the streets.

So let go and let God.

Jambo Sana

Mr Assange chief editor of Wikileaks

2011-01-02T01:54:00.002-05:00

US embassies do not protect americans overseas. They are power hungry people who tell other countries citizens that the us laws don't apply to them. I know it happened to my wife as a consulate canceled my wifes visa to usa. Mr assange has shined a light into the embassies around the world. I feel ashamed of my goverment as they try to abridge our constitution. What an example we show to the world as we say one thing but really don't mean it. Please exchange the ambassador to kenya he is an embarrassment. Sweden is a laughing stock of the world where a broken condom is rape. The US has no way to prosecute Mr Assange the internet age redefines his role of news gatherers which he is one of and protected.
Amendment I
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievance

back home

2010-12-28T17:12:00.002-05:00

where in the world is dana? I am back home in fort mill SC. I have an enlarged liver and my kidneys are failing. Maybe I am dying. Security outside the USA is very weak but not in JFK where my tool kit had an blade for my repair kit. I didn't know. Anyway kisumu security was non existent. I am a diabetic and had a drink and they took it away in Nairobi. just put in your pocket and you can keep it as many did. Cairo was funny as they checked your passport several times. In JFK u had to show ur passport to get of the plane. They detained about 10 people all dressed as Muslims. That is all i know.
Anyway a 12 hour flight is pure hell. I love traveling but shorter flights please. If no mote entries means I am dead oh well i have lived a wonderful life and have no regrets. I never checked the gold sorry.
take care u all

Wikileaks

2010-12-04T22:09:00.002-05:00

I live in Kenya a land so corrupt it is hard to fathom the depth of it. Wiki leaks is a breath of fresh air. Embassy people in my experience are as corrupt as Kenya. Embassy people do not regard the country they are in as anything but trash. Even as an American I am treated with disdain. Anyway the government needs to be responsible for its actions and secrecy is a way to make your mistakes vanish and as we here call impunity. Kenya is trying to be reborn and Americas embassies make me sick as I want America to stand for freedom. So let Hillary go and get an ambassador who believes in Kenya. And treat Kenyans with respect.

gabriella

2010-12-04T21:31:00.002-05:00

Dear gaby,
It was nice to receive your psychic reading. The fact is it was incorrect. From all that i an see your domain originates in Switzerland. Currently i am sick which u did not mention. Also i am in kisumu 180 miles from Nairobi.Also I am broke and the 49 dollars would feed my family for a week and i don't have $49.00 but $9.00 which has to last until my retirement check. But make it a big BUT I am also psychic and the stories I have are truly amazing. But i have no control over them. I wish I was John Edward as I believe in him. But since I have spent all my adult life with computers I can easily see how you produce your readings. Now many years ago I came up with the theory of everything. In other words everybody is right. All religions are correct all psychic are real. There are billions of parallel worlds and we humans can see and travel between worlds. The latest M theory predicts 11 dimensions. And in 11 dimensions I can produce anything. I like to joke about my education. About everything i learned in college is obsolete or just wrong. So does that make me uneducated? PSI phenomena is real yet we have not a clue as to how it happens. Three years ago I died as a matter of fact I was allowed to live a third time. I have struggled with that knowledge not being able to explain it. So who am I to cast a stone unless you are a charlotain. Then if you are shame on you and you will pay. But again I don't know. I use to read the Tarot and it was fun but never did i learn anything except that people want to believe. My first wife with past life regression had 5 lives. Interesting but there are other explanations. Humans are so complex it almost defies logic. So if you are real thank you if not then shame on you.

Kenya

2010-10-03T21:55:00.004-04:00

Well I finally made it back to Kenya. Too my two wifes, whoops my one wife lost the second one. Obviously 22-23 year old women in Kenya are not very reliable (Everline, Rose, Gerald) so I am here on the shore of Lake Victoria (well a 10 minute walk). Where I go to the beach is the womens area. They wash clothes there or take a bath. The mens area is just down the beach. The other day saw 3 Hippos frolicking in the water and there roar is awesome. I have laid low and been following baseball and thinking a lot. The new owner of my house really abused me(my fault for letting him) but it took out all my energy and I am now starting to recover and the 24hour flight didn't help my ankles have swollen up because I was sitting so long on the plane. We were supposed to stop in Burundi but the plane lost oxygen(right). Never tell a passenger the truth he might want to leave the plane(ha ha). So I am looking into solving the mosquito problem. I got one idea a mosquito masher. Hand held. Maybe I'll ask for a grant from Bill Gates(that would be absolutely ironic). But this time is precious no crying babies(i work at night) we have baldy who can imitate a wild animal when he cries and then Venessa who cries when u point out she is not grown up. But they have there moments and is the only reason they r still alive. Not that I would ever harm them for goodness sake no but I think the mothers at times contemplate it. I always have the option of leaving. If it wasn't for the internet I probably would as all my dreams of how the family would be were dashed when second wife went to live with her girl friends for a week. But first wife Cecelia has been absolutely wonderful. The maid is not too great but again what can u expect from a 13 year old. It gives Cecilia some relief albeit not much. She can wash the floors but cooking is less than perfect. And she likes the kids but sits in front of the tv half the day watching the same women sing native songs. So we will look for a new maid. My old maid who was with Rose was a hard worker but Rose was too stupid to appreciate her. But maid are a tricky commodity if they are cute then they have a boy friend who will come in while you are away and steal everything. The only solution I have found is treat them like a co wife. Otherwise you are bound for catastrophe. It is obviously a different society here where women are so much like children that it is hard to give them much respect. As lying stealing and cheating are almost universal with Kenya women. As most children who have yet developed a morality. I probably have lost $50,000 learning this lesson. Obviously I am a slow learner. But the adventures were great and the book will pay me back with interest. Or so I hope. I have encountered a curious phase where I have no projects and it bothers me but hopefully after recovering from Mike(house owner) abuse. We are looking for another house in Kisumu with an outside chance of Nanyuki or Nakuru. But with my safaricom modem I can have internet wherever. Even in the middle of lake Victoria. Just finished reading a tale of two cities and am I glad I live here and now. So I have one wife to back me up so this phase of my goals is now completed. I still have the proto board with me. I was convinced it wasn't gold because of the weight but after consideration it still maybe but of a lower karat than 24. The minister of the church is my only follower on this blog. The other thing is after 34 years the pins on the board are as new where brass would have tarnished by now. If the pins are 12kt gold then the board is probably worth $16,000. I love the mystery of it all. I am not in the forex market here as the internet is not robust enough, need a desk top for that. So here I am as broke as a church mouse eating spinach and ugali. We have meat about once a week. And this weeks meat is somewhere in the house awaiting its demise(chicken). I told Cecelia not to touch me after she kills it because the blood lust may overcome her and she will strangle me. You westerners live such a protected life. Having others kill for you. If u want to criticize our society lookup drawn and quartered and it gives u some perspective. Well that is where I am at the moment take care Jambo Sana.

My sons first home

2010-08-27T22:12:00.002-04:00

It makes u feel ur age when ur son moves into his first new home. I say home as it is a trailer in Twin Lakes along with about a 1000 other people. 254 homes. Actually we refer to it as twin ponds. Or the Twin Pond de Rosa. When I sold my house i got the divorce 1/3, I have spent my 1/3 and my son receives his inheritance of 1/3. With the money he has bought a 3 bedroom trailer with one bath. THe rent of the land is expensive over $300 but I am storing my things so I am giving him $50.00 a month. I will be leaving my storage area which cost $125.00 a month. Anyway it is most emotional now I visit my sons home. He has lived here over 21 years and now he and his girl are having there own place while I head back to Africa.

Dead Cat

2010-08-24T15:42:00.004-04:00

I must relay to u a bit of humor. I broke my back and ribs in a fall July 19th 2006. After 5 weeks in intensive care and the hospital I went to therapy in another hospital. I kept smelling something like a dead cat. Well they immediately sent for the psychatrist. After a nice chat I was declared sane. But the smell persisted. In the hospital I had a huge bedsore on my butt which was two inches deep. After many weeks at home I was sent to a surgeon. Who cleaned the wound out and put some strong ointment in the wound. AS i related to the surgeon what had happened he laughed and laughed. The bed sore was eating my flesh in my butt and the smell was the dead skin. So even in the hospital they could not figure it out. But because of this I met the chaplin a wonderful lady who let me cry with her. It was at least 6 months before I could stop crying. Every little thing made me cry. Walking side by side with death really tires u out.
Mr.Dana Lee Kimball

superman

2010-08-19T11:34:00.000-04:00

I heard the other day a radio program from NPR radio about what kind of superpower they would like.One woman wanted to be invisible and steal cashmere sweaters. Am I so out of touch that this American society is so fragile that there is no depth to people. Anyway I thought about it and in five minutes came up with the power i would have. Very very simple. To know the truth. In every situation to know what is real. How much time we waste on false beliefs. Does she love me? Is that offer really valid. I would hire myself out to presidents. Maybe the UN. Just think of the wars to be stopped the women to be vanished from your life. Are u after money? I can go on for a long time with questions. How effective I would have been in my life if I would have known the truth about every relationship. Every employer were his promises real. Maybe I seem to naive as I believe everyone. I don't need to lie. The things I have done can't be made better by lying about it. I test myself every day as to whether i know the truth. Nothing seems more important. I am a programmer and to be successful u have to be truthful. You have to root out every misconception until finally the truth is the program. I am the most successful programmer I have ever known. I have know hundreds from the top companies of the world. And if I find a programmer better than me I will sit at his feet and learn everything I can from him. And along the way I have absorbed so much from others. Have I ever know any good women programmers? In reality no because they are to emotional. I knew one she was pretty good but one day my account was suspended as she took it upon herself to talk to my boss that i was using special access. The truth was it was a weekend and I had to finish something and i got special access to do it. So even though she was good she couldn't do it the right way. There are a lot of deceitful programmers. And I have suffered from them. Back to the beginning if only I had known the truth. I don't know everything but I want to know everything as the years have passed I find my goals becoming clearer everyday. I love helping people I am third generation helper. And I hate liars. I can stand a stupid person if he does not lie. But even the smartest man in the world has no value if he is a liar. Am I alone in this world? Is this all a dream? I have worked 45 years as a programmer. Yet I have not had one comment from my blog. Why?
Surely it does not matter. But it would be nice to solve a few problems with my fellow men. Here in USA it is all about getting more money. In the third world it is about getting enough money to eat. A woman selling her body to feed her children. But the reality is the world has changed. The disparities will eventually go away. Why because of the internet. And in the future I will not be alone as other travelers will wander into Africa and find the loveliest creatures on earth waiting there for you. I am the luckiest man on earth because I enjoy what I have.
Well that is my essay on super powers any one care to pick up the baton and answer here.

Going Home

2010-08-17T12:40:00.000-04:00

I bought my ticket home.jfk to bru, bru eeb, eeb nbo,nbo kis. Two new countries Belgium and Uganda. I miss my family.
Here some one stole $5,000 and a bracelet worth over $1,000. So the reverse mortgage fell away. So going home i miss my wives and babies so much. I am working to get rid of 75 tv's and it is very dangerous. The floor is collapsing the roof is caving in and there is poison ivy. Everyday i come away bleeding, sweating and swearing. But
I struggle on. And in
Kenya r my wives and children waiting.

Mathematicians view point

2010-08-06T11:46:00.000-04:00

Most people have emotional attachments to ideas. At a certain point they feel any criticism of your theory is a criticism of you. But a theory is just a theory whose only purpose is to explain things and project into the future. Theories are born and die with amazing frequency from the Flat Earth to Newtons theories, Einstein, String theory and on and on. Each new theory explaining facts which contradict the old theory. This is called efficacy. In other words how effective is the theory. Newtons theory may work 99.99% of the time but when you get close to a large body like the sun it doesn't work and so we up the theory ladder to Einsteins theory of Relativity and then ... So ease of of the self blame and enjoy. Help build the next theory. I know everyone wants to ask if there is a GOD. To me it doesn't matter. I will live my life by those rules I feel are correct and GOD or no GOD I will still live the same. And nobody knows GOD so they make up all sorts of crap and say GOD thinks this and that. Like you really know. So just be you.

Angels

2010-08-06T11:32:00.000-04:00

What are angels? Angels are beings from a higher dimension who on occasion step in and help us. But they are very sticky about one thing. If you don't try they will not help you. When you are about to collapse and take your final step they will be there helping you to get up and try again. There help is limited just enough to keep you going. And how do I know this? From personal experience. I observed these Angels. They always smile and ask if they can help you. They will not do for you what you are supposed to do but just help a little to keep you going. And some times you may be someone else's angel you never know. We now believe there are 11 dimensions. Try and wrap your mind around that. Everything is possible. Parallel worlds! Time travel! Multiple lives are trivial when you factor in 11 dimensions. Anyway just some thoughts from Dana Quijote world traveler and explorer.

Monroe Doctrine

2010-08-06T09:35:00.000-04:00

Today as I was dumping my garbage I had a nice talk with one of the attendants there. I was taking about my history and the we talked about politics and he complained about Obama and i said I had a solution for immigration. In Mexico the death count is around 23,000 people. And many thousands in the USA. The government of Mexico is about to collapse. In Iraq over 100,000 civilians have died and we intervened there. In the interest of world peace the US should send troops to Mexico to stabilize the country invoking the Monroe Doctrine. Then Mexico will be declared a US territory and its citizens given the right to become the 51st state. So all those illegal Mexicans are now US citizens. So now where is the immigration problem. 57% of illegal immigrants are Mexican and if given the opportunity most would return home. So two new senators.Maybe we make 3 states i don't know. My x wife was from Peru and I lived with her 23 years.They are good people and have added to our culture giving new vitality which has been the US history since its beginning. Eventually in the next 100 years all of north america will become the true United States of America. Why should innocent people die? Maybe someday the style of Theodore Roosevelt will return. Speak softly and carry a big stick.

Wayne Dyers Affirmation in Excuses be gone

2010-08-03T22:01:00.000-04:00

I have the ability to accomplish any task i set my mind to do with ease and comfort.
Being myself involves no risk.It is my ultimate truth and i live fearlessly.
I have infinite patients when it comes to fullfiling my destiny.
I'd rather be loathed for who i am rather than loved for who i am not
I am connected to an unlimited source of abundance
The right circumstances and the right pepole are already here and will show up on time.
I am open and willing to attract all i desire begining here and now.
I have access to unlimited assistance. My strength comes from my connection to my source.
I am the creation of the devine mind, all is perfect.I am a genius.
I am an infinite being. The age of my body has no bearing on what i do or who i am.
I live my life according to divine rules.
I think about what i can do now by thinking small I accomplish great things.
I feel passionately about my life and this passion fills my life with excitment and energy
I live in the present moment being grateful for all my lifes experiences
As I walk in the light of my destiny all elses falls away
I can accomplish anything because I am not alone and the angels are there when I need them
http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=wayne+dyer+excuses+begone&aq=0

Gold bug update

2010-07-31T12:46:00.000-04:00

Well I have had comments on this from my sister. So i'll update u here.
The board in question has 2.7 cubic inches of material.
If it is brass - worthless
If it is silver about $200.00
And if it is solid gold $32,000
This board was made in 1976 to prototype circuits.
It has approximatively 2,800 pins each 1" in length and 1/32 inch on a side.
Now the only indication I have it might be gold is the weight.
Now if the pins are brass the pins will weigh about .8lbs
If the pins are silver the pins will weigh about 1 lb
And if the pins are gold then the board should weigh at least 2 lbs
The board seems to weigh more than 1 lb giving idea to pursue further
The other thing is if the pins are gold plated. At 20 microns we have a value of $83.00
at 40 microns we have a value of $166.00
After 34 years the pins are bright and shinny. Another point for gold.
So we still have suspense.
My guess now it is brass and worthless.
I have other boards from the same date 1976 where the whole board uses gold.
Now days just the fingers are gold.
So the mystery still remains.
Keep tuned as we will next weigh the board.

letter to my forex providor

2010-07-31T12:20:00.000-04:00

Dear cms,
I would like to remind u that the outages happened before. So ur
explanation seems to me dubious. I am probably ur smallest and busiest
customer having logged over 3,400 transactions in the last 2 months.
Ur outage hurt me a lot. How many times I tried to logon.
Suggestion one
1. Have another site which shows the status. Your regular cms web site
was down also.
And when u r up state that so I don't spend hours trying to logon.
Or even better email me when u come up.
2. Obviously have a backup plan.(But have this plan evaluated by a
third party like me)
3. I am in the bonus plan but have no way of knowing when my bonuses
should arrive so I have a separate xcel spread sheet to keep track of
things
4. Give everyone a small bonus. And forget trying to sort out all of
the if and whys. Then everyone is happy.
With the bonus sign a waiver of future claims .
I would like to come there and straiten u out but I am busy being an
old man with 46 years of computer experience.
The good side of this is to be disciplined and never ever assume ur
provider will be there.
In my heart I sympathies with you having been on the front lines with
screaming executives and heads rolling down the aisles. The good old
days. Try running a business in a third world country where
electricity is like a yoyo. I had an internet cafe in Kisumu Kenya.
Can I help u? The answer is yes but I am not mainstream and I am
always thinking outside the box and my history of saving companies
monies is legendary also my attitude is crusty and stupid people
really get on my nerves.
There are a lot of good people out there who can help you but in this
case you need perspective. Which I can give you. I have worked for the
worlds largest companies and the government. I am apolitical I don't
want ur job all I want is my account to work day in and day out so I
can lose my money in peace and every night cry myself to sleep.
An interesting question occurs to me.
Could I help you. Obviously I think so. Would i bet my life on it. The
answer is yes.
Sorry to be so verbose but this gives me one small chance to talk to someone.
In 1976 I was a consultant to NCR corp. I was software support for a
new terminal(predecessor to the modern pc) and I got the news my boss
had been killed in an auto accident. My new boss comes to me and says.
What do u want? If u want me to move the building I will move it. Well
when the project ended I saved NCR over $250,000 in equipment on 50
machines and was called the best engineer they ever had. I am not an
engineer but was trained as a mathematician. They allowed me to do as
I wished for one year afterward and in that time I developed a
standalone assembler for the 8080. Which changed the course of NCR.
And if I was an avarice person I would be siting in Bill Gates chair.
But I love challenges, doing what others can not do. In a month or so
I will be returning to Kenya to change that country. So give me a
plane ticket to NYC and expenses and I'll give u a report.
But if I am right u are tied up by corporate politics and this
disaster will kill ur company. And I will have to find a new company
to loose my money too.
The bonus program has been great and I hope to finish my 5000 trades.
But I may run out of money but the thrill of playing the game far
exceeds the loss of money.
I hope you don't mind I am going to put this letter on my blog.
I have worked at over 50 different companies from IBM to a small shop
where they kept beer in the fridge.
So anyway please fix things so I can be happy.
Here is my hand to you.
I wish only the best for you and quickly get an eraser as the
handwriting on the wall is upsetting.
--
Jambo Sana
Dana Lee Kimball Barnes
1-803-627-3138
1-704-249-3146
http://danaquijote.blogspot.com/

www.mrdana.com
hi@mrdana.com

gold bug

2010-07-22T13:11:00.000-04:00

Nothing excites the soul like finding gold. The mind runs wild with the calculation of ounces of gold at about $1200 an ounce. I am cleaning up my garage(was) sold it. But I was sweating as the final clean up and deadline are merging. I am 67 years old and the wounds are mounting up.
1. Cut on left hand 2inches
2. Burn on left arm 2 inches
3. puncture knuckle right hand.
4. Diabetic feet problem
5. Chest pain
and today i almost passed out head swimming weak knees just on the verge.
Then there in the trash after 16 boxes full there lies a prototype board we used in developing NCR's micro processor system. After 34 years the pins gleamed there golden luster. And heavy the board must weigh about 2 lbs.
So instead of almost dying my heart leaps with joy. This is real gold. Now always after the initial excitement reality sets in. Its gold plate, the gold plate is microscopic, the price u can get is a fraction as people are ready to steal it from you. I bought some gold when in Ecuador at least 18k gold. You can't find 14k gold in south america at least at that time. I take it to a refiner in Philadelphia. Ur are suppose to get an assay(none) and I was paid for 14k gold. These were small bars of gold too. Not some plated gold. So where did all that money go. My assumption is the refiner thought this is from South America so he probably is doing something illegal and so short changed me. An interesting side to this is the metal detectors at least at that time don't detect gold. In the consulate in Guayaquil they detected it with a hand scanner. I had painted it with nail polish so it didn't look like gold. I had always remembered a fellow worker in Shemya Alaska saying he had a gold pendant he wore it in case he lost everything. So I had a bar of Gold, wife and daughter also. In case someone stole everything we could survive.
Anyway experience tells me that Gold dealers may be thieves also.
So as I stand there sweating with shovel in hand I make a promise. I will give 10% of the money i receive to some one. That is if less than $1000.00 If the value is between $1,000 and $2,000 then the $100.00 plus 15% of that over $1,000 then Over $2,000 to $5,000 20% and anything over $5,000 25%
For example if this board had 10 troy ounces of Gold it would be worth $12,000
1. $100 $1,000
2. $150.00 $1,000-$2000
3. $600.00 $2000-$5000
4. $1,750 $5,000-$12,000
total $2,600 to help www.saintgabriel.info
Why am I putting that here?
Because when money comes our way we forget our promises. But u dear reader will pull my ear and say look here it is ur promise.
Its probably worth $300. But on the other hand, just maybe...
Anyway if u want to help a poor African church go to www.saintgabriel.info
They believe in GOD and they believe he will give them a new church.
Matthew 17:20
And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.
So let us see what happens.
To a person they believe GOD sent me to them.
The Muzungo
And there faith is as large as a Mountain not just a seed. So stand back because something has to happen.There r tears on my cheeks and I am crying. Because 4 years ago July 19th 2006 I fell through the roof onto that very spot where I found the computer board and lay there dying. For nine hours i lay there with pain u could not believe, peeing my pants because I could do nothing else, wanting to live but knowing with each breath the life and blood was flowing out of me. And I thank my son who found me and let me live. I owe my life to him.
And the day I went to this church the most brilliant beautiful rainbow stretching from horizon to horizon in the direction of the path to the church.

At this point in time we are sharing the suspense.
I do not know what will happen in Africa but taking the words of Jesus Christ and the faith of these people I wonder.

Jambo Sana

Saint gabriels

2010-07-04T13:21:00.000-04:00

While in Kenya I found a church which opened there arms to me and to a person they believe GOD sent me. Curious how GOD could use me but then he/she is GOD so I guess I can't be surprised. Well to keep in the same vein GOD has sent me to u. These people need a new church. I know there are millions of starving people in the world and u could give every cent u make and it really will not change anything. But if u give people hope.Hope is like a match set to the right fuel and the world can change. I am not saying this will change the world but on the other hand I am not saying it won't. Jesus said if u have a little faith,well these people have more than a little they have huge faith that this Muzungo will tell the world of there need. Now the burden is on u. Can u help these people build a new church. Now a church you might think will cost a lot but they want $24,000 to build a new one. But think of this, you will be helping people with faith to build a monument to GOD. And who knows what might come of this. Maybe a child attending this church may become a great person because he has seen faith in action. When u strike a match u never know what will happen. And also u will have a home where when u come visit this church the number of tears of joy can't be counted. Because u will be in the center of the will of GOD. And I promise u, swearing on my mothers grave, that every cent will go to them. And on the web site I will record ur gift and all may see the power of GOD. the web site is www.saintgabriel.info I will be maintaining this site. You can send money to me at paypal hi@mrdana.com Why send to me,because I want to see and record what will happen. All the Glory will go to GOD I assure u. Jambo Sana

Phoenix

2010-07-03T22:44:00.000-04:00

Life is strange so much so that it is like an ocean with waves when we are on top of the wave we see the horizon and everything around us in the trough we are surrounded by walls of water but to get where we want to go we have to traverse those waves.

Fifty year goal
About 10 years ago i decided that i needed a goal so vast that it would need every resource i could find to achieve.
And so i dedicated my life to sending a probe to Alpha Centauri. Some three years ago
i decided i needed a wife . Because no man is an island and i saw that without a good wife to be there to bind my wounds after the battles to be fought i would not succede. After my visit to hell i found a sympathetic resonance with young black women. And if i were to die then in the arms of a black woman it would be fine. i have found many lovely ladies in Kenya and i wish each and everyone well.

favorite quote

2010-07-03T22:36:00.001-04:00

To be or not to be
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
This has always been my favorite quote

The tallest tree

2010-07-03T22:27:00.000-04:00

In Kisumu you take a matatu(mini bus) for 30 minutes and then you get out and search for the tallest tree. You walk through the pasture filled with tethered sheep. Then you walk by the corn field which are at least 8 feet high, Past the small hut where 7 people live mother, father and 5 children. And in another 5 minutes you arrive at the compound. I stayed at the compound for 3 weeks. There are 3 cows, 1 goat and 4 sheep. No electricity but a battery operated tv where at 8pm we all watch love spell. After the program TV off and we all go to bed to wait for the rooster crowing at 4 am. It gets light at around 6am so I lay in bed 2 hours waiting for enough light to crawl out of bed My wife heats the water and I go to the little shed made out of tin roofing and bath myself. After I am done my wife has breakfast made 2 eggs, toast and tea. Being a westerner I am not used to the bathroom and that bothers me the most trying to manage this.
During the day the flies gather round the muzungo(white man) to feast. African are not bothered by flies and are entertained by my unusual ability to kill them. About every hour the young hen come in and check the floor for flies, the ants carry the flies off to feast upon. Later on my second wife takes me to the road and again we board another matatu to go to the internet where I look at my email and look up answers to the days questions. Then we go to the market and buy bananas, rice, onions eggs and maybe a cabbage or carrots. Then back to the matatu which is always filled and I may sit on half a seat and watch my fingers and toes as once they closed my hand in the door. Now we stop and look for the tallest tree and walk home. For three weeks this was my routine. This place is almost perfect except for he mosquitoes who come out at nightfall. The Africans are bothered by the mosquitoes and many a sharp slaps are heard as they try to kill them but the only safety lies under the nets. Almost everyone has malaria. My co-wifes little boy had it and was taken to the hospital. They though it was a cold but his pitiful cries told me it was more. And I was right. Since we are in my wives mothers house all signs of affection are prohibited. The father died many years before and at that moment time stopped and the mother maintains everything but no advancement. My joke is that a few miles away is the garden of eden. It is perfect growing weather hot sun in the day and then about 4pm it gets dark and we receive the rain. We save the rain water and we drink this and wash the clothes and me in this. The rain water is so soft you can hardly rinse yourself. We have a bore hole(well) but the water has very many minerals in it.
The only real problem is that people have been known to die of boredom and if all the cell phones were turned off I am sure this would happen. I visited grandma who lives alone as her co wife and sister died last month. Grandfather who is now dead long time married 3 sisters and grandma is now all alone. Somewhere in her late eighties she commented that I looked like 92 and I was upset until I realized the muzungo needed to be older than her. She gave me a rooster, so kind and we went back home and the pesky rooster we had was given away to feed the son who came that day. I hate eating chickens I know personally. But my first wife is fine as she wrings there necks and boils them to remove the feathers and then cooks then. The chickens here in Kenya are so small u can't believe it.

appearance

2010-07-03T20:29:00.000-04:00

To many people out there being smart and attractive is a way of life and I must say I do enjoy watching them strut and show of. But the wrapper doesn't make the food taste better and many times that sexy lady inside is filled with worms and all sorts of nasty things. But for me I learned a lesson early in life and that is not to be noticed. When u see me u don't see an advanced it man who has seen more than a hundred other it men and a million other people. Bill Gates, the young kid, is recognized everywhere but me I walk among you and you don't know what I have done, or seen or experienced. And that is fine. I have never signed an autograph or been recognized for some wonderful thing I have done. Because as I said early on I found if u were special or at least thought you were you became a target. And targets often get hit by arrows and they hurt. So instead of people expecting things from me they look down on me. And I chuckle and say to myself if only you new what I know you would run screaming into the night. And so I go where brave men fear to go hanging over the edge hanging on with one hand. To say that this life is lonely is a vast understatement. After struggling up the highest hill u find yourself alone. No one to share that sweet taste of victory as you become better at what you do than anyone else. I have never had a role model to follow, I have never been encouraged by a mentor no the thing I have is persistence. No matter what the odds or the challenge I struggle forward falling down for sure but always getting up and struggling on and in the end tattered and torn I reach my destination. Maybe the price was to high as many times that is so true but somewhere buried inside me is a force which never gives up, maybe rests now and then but never gives up.
So when the first rockets burst through the sky in Kenya I will know I was there 30 years before it happened.
I am a pioneer, filled with wanderlust always searching for the new, the future. That is why my goal is Alpha Centauri. That is where humanity will go next. And I am finding the way one slow step at a time. Nobody reads my blogs except ex wives. But I sure could use some help. But because there is no help is no reason to stop. There is no reason to stop until death overtakes me. I drink from the bowl of life fully and thirst for more. When I lay dying in the hospital i did not quit when I was drowning I did not quit and to that man who jumped in and saved me I thank u a million times and I know not your name. Such a sadness that the man who saved my life has no name in my memory. I often do things I don't want to do because i must do it. As in the Star Wars movie, "("The Force is strong with this one.") that defines me. Until we face death face to face we know not who we are. I have faced death maybe a half dozen times. Where you don't know if you will be alive 15 seconds from now. Where time slows down and the fellow inside takes control.
Anyway dear reader(Georg Groddeck) I leave you here to ponder these things and if ever you should wish to join me on the Glory Road I can be reached at bydan@gmail.com As ever I remain. Dana Lee Jambo Sana

Longing for home(Kenya)

2010-07-02T23:20:00.000-04:00

As I look into the sky here in Fort Mill, I can always see a plane in the sky and a few stars here and there. But in Kenya no planes and maybe once a week a plane will stray overhead. But oh my the stars. The stars in Kenya take your breath away as you see ten time more stars. Being a diabetic I have to go outside to pee a lot and in Kenya every time I would look up it would take my breath away. Orion is there and the big dipper but there the southern cross shines brightly. So I miss homes my wives and my children. At 67 I still enjoy children. I love to play with them watch them. In favor of my 1 year old son I have made a poem for him.
"Baldy the destroyer. Conquer of Kenyan women. Hero of the battle of Ahero. Surviver of the masquer of Kisumu. Defender of Nairobi. May he live long and prosper and may his children also be destroyers." Everyone is so serious I thought a silly ode to the destroyer would make things better. As I watched my son he could get into more things than u could believe. Annoying yes but intelligent unbelievably so. As my relationship with my jr wife became more secure I began to take on the role of discipling the boy. One day he was bothering the chickens home under a huge basket. They taught me a Luo phrase like stop or I'll beat u. Well I said that once and seriously intoned he was to stop and slapped him on the butt. Well to test this out he returned again and this time I picked him up repeated the phrase and seriously spanked his butt. From that point on the chickens were once again secure and baldy looked at me in a different way. Although he is now mine it is a serious breach to discipline your spouses child but we survived and the jr wife has accepted sharing the role of discipline. When I return I will take some diapers with me. The children pee and defecate at will there. And baldy the destroyer sometimes is pretty wiffy. So I miss Kenya and the farm and the children and the wives. But I'll never miss the outhouse with the bird who lives inside the hole and the bat who buzzes u now and then. And the flies.And of course the mosquitoes. Here u hear there high pitch wine there no whine just ouch. And eating by the light of the oil lantern. And it is cool there only reaching the low 80ties where here this week it reached a hundred and four. I am excited about teaching the maid English and she teaching me Luo. Life so different there here it is like prison with Home owner associations and police at the door if u discipline ur wife. Most wives there are no more than children and sometimes u have to remind them they are adults and bad behavior has consequences. I am sure any feminist reading this are ready to lynch me. I have never hurt a woman but I have redden a few asses. And so my heart belongs in Kenya, where I don't drive or cook or clean dishes. A few weeks ago as I got my old van working I was on a test drive and this guy was stopped driving on the wrong side of the road. And to my chagrin it was me on the wrong side of the highway but properly driving as if I were in Kenya. So after the clean up and moving x wife and son into new house I will be bruising my butt as I return to Kenya.

Around the world

2010-06-11T20:10:00.000-04:00

Recently I was in the embassy in Nairobi Kenya. I was so proud of myself finally having completed my first trip around the world and so I was talking with the woman who supplies condoms to the world. And I said I traveled around the world and she asked how many times. Pop goes the bubble. Anyway this trip to Kenya was full of adventure. At first there was Rose, poor girl having been begging on the streets of Nairobi for food, well she found the big guy great feasting and after $20,000 I was just bones. So I then started out with the twins, I love twins, to see one person finish the others sentence. Well after 3 cows 2 goats and brown envelops and a thousand lies I walked out the door to never return. I had a beautiful computer high speed internet and was prisoner inside the house. So after receiving death threats, real or imagined I don't know I took off to Nairobi in a jet plane with my two new accomplices. I love to see people take there first plane ride. Anyway the trip from Kisumu to Nairobi one half hour, the trip from Nairobi airport to downtown an hour and a half. The trip to the Kisumu airport was made a speeds unbelievable and any movie crew would have died to film it. And after arriving the car rose in a billow of steam and we rushed inside to check in as we were very late. The twins were fascinating as they took turns listening and voicing fears that Rose was just about to kill them. Well since they were so nervous I said lets go to Nanyuki, a small town at the base of Mount Kenya. After 5 hours and $125.00 in taxi fare we arrived. We looked for a cheap hotel all of which were not acceptable and we arrived at the sportsman club. Very nice an impossibly expensive by Kenyan standards at $120, the rooms(suite) were very nice but the food very bad. I have no clothes so we head down to the newly opened Nakumart to get me another pair of shorts and shirt. We spent a pleasant day there I had bought each of the girls a new cell phone and one camera. On the trip I brought one cell phone and bout 6 others. Still afraid for there lives we head across country to Nakuru. The road almost disappeared and we were practically traveling through pasture. I rode up from but the twins were packed in back like sardines. Finally after traversing beautiful rural Kenya we arrived at Nyahururu for a brief stop. I am sure the wild west was like this. The Matatus have what they call stations and as many as a hundred will be stopped there waiting for the trip to there destination. Finally we turned a corner a below us was the vast valley where Nakuru is. I can truly say Africa is most beautiful and the poverty we hear about does not show. It is there but the majority are not poor but not rich either but as in all places in the world there are the rich in there Humvee and obviousness to life. Well the twins are off to Kisumu and they leave me alone at the Pilot Hotel. In the hotel was one of the last discos on earth and I enjoyed myself thoroughly and drank apple bear with my two companions. After a lot of beer we retired to my room just the two of us and we had a pleasant night in each others arms. I was prepared for a lonely night alone my first in 3 months but fate had provided me with a companion and I was so grateful. In my whole time in Kenya I never slept alone. My maid when I was with Rose gave me my bath and every once in a while she stole a Kiss. Sorry there was two nighta I slept alone that was when I got married Luo style(go figure). Anyway back to Nakuru I took a Taxi from Nakuru to Kisumu in the morning and went straight to my next wife Zainabu a hair stylist. We set up house together and I had a great time until I learned she had a husband in town. SO once again I take of with my small carry on bag and head to my new wife. Since she may be in danger I will not mention her name. But she takes me to her home area where I spend the next 3 weeks relieving my childhood ie no electricity or running water. Anyway I ask if I could have a co wife and she agrees as it is common practice there in her clan. Each clan has there own rules and when they don't want to do something they will on the spot make up a rule. So instead of cows this time I give money to bring electricity to the house. Now let me explain Kenyan women are kind and gracious to a fault but the truth is always a country away. They lie with creative abandon. I think of them as small children trying to please u by making up stories. They are all different but at the core they are African women yet to be introduced into the world as full citizens. They are trying but I remember the 2 year old cleaning the stool with her underpants. They are trained to serve. And they create there own little society in the kitchens so poor u want to cry. But they are sisters and they support each other in there happy misery because they know not what other women of the world enjoy. I love African women with them I feel loved and treasured and anyone of them would run away with me at a moments notice. Because to be the wife of a white man is a status above all the rest. Now don't get me wrong just because the color of my skin is white makes me no better than anyone else but you can't convince 80% of African women this, so I just relax and enjoy my good fortune.
And so sleeping between my two wives in the Nairobi hotel I smile and exclaim wow this is truly amazing.

sillyoquy(soliloquy)

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I have now blogged. Wow i can't somehow get rid of the feeling that it is awfully similar to a bodily function. Now I have heard of verbal diarrhea is there such a thing as bloggeria. Yeah the spell checker choked on that one. And another rephrase. If I blog alone and no one reads it have i really blogged. I have seen some beautiful blogs and I am really impressed. I have made it a habit of staying off the bleeding edge of new things. Being that in my younger years i created leading edge things. Only to find no one could understand my code and so when I left my programs died with my passing. So like Don Quijote I would vanquish a windmill and in a few days, weeks or months be reborn in a new company, new desk and a new coffee pot. Of course I learned never to vanquish a windmill on the first day, week or month. Because that meant a trip to the office and good bye. I have no defense except a whore puts on a good show but the next day, week or month she is not in your bed or desk in my case.
I wanted to be a theoretical physicist but my professor being so wise told me to forget it as i was not of sufficient caliber. Like my guidance counselor in high school counciled me to forget about college. I see a trend here. Working at Western Union my boss told me to forget being a programmer. The professor at Syracuse University told me to forget about writing. It seems I never had a teacher pat me on the back.
Now is that my fault or theirs.
Now to be fair I have had a few ataboys. When working at Johns Hopkins the head of laboratory said i was the most creative person he ever met. At NCR i entered on probation and when i left i was the best engineer they ever had. And my salesman said i was probably one of the top ten programmers in the world. He just wanted a raise i am sure. And not least dying in a hospital my family told to look for a place to bury me but since i was use to this i paid no mind and got better.
Yes this is silly me a modern Don Quijote going where no sane man would go yes you guessed it right into the heart of Africa. And to put icing on the cake in the middle of a riot. Burning buildings free tv's and a soldier on every corner. Gunfire so intense i told the kids to duck as they wanted to look out the window. Yes it was fun. I remember the day i saw this beautiful woman strolling naked down the street and i rubbed my eyes and looked again and she kept walking. My god she was elegant walking slowly poised and everyone ignored her. You can't have adventures unless you get out there and see the world. I understand and have always said any excuse is good enough. I have lived a life so full spending a year on an island in Alaska,earning a certificate to navigate a submarine, owned a golf course, 7 race horses, alone in a canoe on the amazon river, project manager for tactical nuclear warfare simulation, and one year in Kisumu Kenya overlooking lake Victoria. And being in Kisumu when Obama was elected president. No person should have so much fun. thus ends my sillyquy.

Namaste and Jambo sana

Shakspeare Quote

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The First Thing We Do, Let's Kill All the Lawyers

Death

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Dana Lee Kimball

Hello,

Almost 3 years ago I fell through the roof of my garage
. I broke my back in 4 or 5 places and broke eight ribs. It was nine hours before my son found me. I called and yelled and wondered if I would die there on the cold cement floor. Nearby was the smell of death as a cat had died and I could only smell that smell that death creates. I tried to crawl but the pain was incredible and all I could manage was to go in circles. The sun was beating down on me and I was dehydrating fast. I had to urinate and so I did in my pants. I knew if someone didn't find me I would be dead. This was at eight thirty am. At around 5 pm my son found me. We had a little white dog who came to me and laid next to me while my son got a jug of water and poured over me. Then he called the ambulance and a half hour latter they arrived. And thus began my journey. My walk with death. The pain was so intense that when they moved me the whole world turned bright yellow. If anyone wants to hear what happened next just ask me. I'll be happy to tell you the next part. But maybe I am to far outside your world just looking for someone who might be interested in the rest of the story as Paul Harvey used to say.

As ever I remain.

Dana Lee Kimball

May 16, 2009 5:54 PM I am back. Someone has asked how I am now. Well do you always read the end of the book first. Let me caution u. I may make statements which may seem insensitive to some but I assure u I am not racist or bigoted.I do have a hard time with stupid people. That is not IQ but people who do stupid things because of the system or for personal gain. I worked at Johns Hopkins as a computer consultant and the man who hired me was a world wide famous researcher and he related this joke to me. If u are caught in an elevator with a surgeon and the door is about to close what will the surgeon do to make sure the door does not close. Well as you know we mortals will put our hand out to stay the closing of the door. But to a surgeon his hands are his most important body part. So the surgeon will put his head between the doors his least valuable part. I tell u this joke because with my experience with Dr's I find they don't know everything. But the person who does know is u. Never let a medical person persuade u that ur pain or ur symptoms are in ur head unless maybe you have a head injury(ha ha). Anyway here I am laying on the floor of the garage. The ambulance boys are here they wheel me in the gurney and strap me to it. My garage is about 50 yards in from the road. The ambulance boys couldn't figure how to get close to my garage. And so with broken back and ribs they wheel me over the rough ground. I though I had pain before but this pain made me cry. Now the next part is not for u who are squeamish and if you want to skip this part feel free. Why did I fall through the roof. Well my insurance co was going to cancel my insurance if I did not fix the roof. So as I am a diabetic I have to urinate a lot. And also being not circumsized my ability to pee without pain was absent. So it was 8:30 and I had only another hour before it was too hot to work on the roof. Since the garage was way away from the road and no one could see me I decided to pee of the roof. I have two garages and one I was fixing was safe but the second garage was definetly was in bad shape so I laid down two large 8 foot planks and walked on these to the edge of the roof. But I never made it. All of a sudden I felt the roof give and I was sliding into a garage full of bicycles and computers and yes a dead cat. I guess I passed out not quite sure of that. But I hurt like I never had hurt in my life before. My son gets great pleasure in calling me stupid for trying to pee of the roof. So I guess I can claim my fair share of stupidity. Well back to the ambulance we are now rushing to downtown Charlotte and the main hospital. I am conscious and I can see everything passing by. Then I must have passed out. All I could remember is them turning me. And when they did my whole vision even with my eyes closed became a brilliant yellow like looking directly into the sun. I do remember the urologist inserting a catheter in my penis I assure u that hurt also. And then began a journey so strange u will find it hard to believe. They gave me some medicine which knocked me out and I was in intensive care for about two weeks and was not conscious during that time. But my brain was having fun with me. As I remember as clearly as anything else which has happened in my life. I was tortured to death over and over again. I remember about 5 different times I was tortured to death. Remembering how I was begging for my life. The first time I was tied to a chair and where i was was filling with water. And they were for some reason watching and waiting as the room filled with water.Trying desperately to break my bonds my breath growing shallower and shallower. After wards my son told me that my lung had collapsed and every time I breathed the blood would flow out. I looked at the hospital bill and I counted 22 blood transfusions. Well I save the rest for latter as I hope I haven't grossed u out but it is all 100% true to embellish this story would be ridiculous as it is hard enough just reliving these events. Just a little history about me. I am a retired computer consultant having worked in about 50 different companies. From the Pentagon, Radar analyst in the aluetian Islands, have a certificate to navigate a submarine, worked on rocket launching wind profiles, and on and on. The best compliment I ever got was from the head of the Wilmer eye clinics laboratory. He happened to be my neighbor and good friend. He said I was the most creative person he had ever met. Before I left Hopkins he offered to give me my own department to run. But I could not stand still as I went on many adventures in South America. Culminating in being alone in a canoe on the Amazon river.(Another story) So feel free to ask questions and comments. My being in the hospital was like the quote from Charles Dickens "It was the best of times it was the worst of times" obviously u know the worst but the best of times was those people nurses, aids and all others who dedicate themselves to helping those of us who end up there. In no small measure do I owe my life to these wonderful caring people who walked with me every step of the way. Tears come to my eyes now as I relate this to u. Never believe there are no good people left in this world they are at ur hospital taking care of us in our need or in our final moments. Until next time.

As ever I remain.

Dana Lee Kimball

May 18, 2009 10:47 AM This is a continuation of my story about death. I am now in the hospital in intensive care. My son relates to me the following. The Doctors advised the family to look for a place to bury me as they didn't think I would live. I was constantly on Iv's and blood transfusions. AS I said before my right lung had collapsed and they put a drain tube in my lung and I was constantly bleeding I guess because of the eight broken ribs on that side. It is interesting when this happened to me there was no thoughts going on just one huge rush of Adrenaline. My thought were of this lady who had killed her parents by having there plane crash in Nevada or California. Her pleasure was killing people and she wanted to kill me but make it look like an accident. She had me tied up in her house and was about to burn it down. Some how I escaped. In this state I could phone by using the florescent lights and speaking the numbers. It was not crazy disjointed like a dream but in this state I was living it. It was very solid and real. In this state I would call 911 the FBI anybody I could to tell them I was trapped in this hospital. Anyway the details could fill a book. The most interesting one was that I was on board a ship and it had small personal containers for troops.Each container had life support. The ship was sent to the shores of Nicaragua and there the ship was sunk. And from there the troops would leave in there escape pods to land on the beach in Nicaragua. So now to the point where I became Conscious. When I woke up I was in the center of a room and the nurse asked me if I wanted breakfast. But my first thought was how wonderful to be able to live a third time. In my mind my other lives were their. And now I was in Miami a professor at the University. People said I had been in a boat wreck and broke my back. And my nurses name was Wendy like from Peter Pan. I lived this life for a day or so until finally I realized I was back in Charlotte. I was so disappointed because the life of a professor was so comfortable. This was such a strange thing for me. I don't accept things unless I have a firm grasp on them. And this was beyond anything I had ever experienced except for Deja vu. And thus began my recovery. I had tubes and ports everywhere. One day Wendy was attending me and something went wrong a tube or something. She shook me and blamed me for what happened. I never ever saw her again. Being a nurse in ICU is very tough because a lot of ur patients die. They care about u but they also hold back as u may soon die and each death takes a toll on them. My next nurse should have been a drill Sargent she was in charge. But there is a down side to this as they don't listen to the patient. I was getting an infection in my private area and I told her this but she wouldn't listen as a results my scrotum became infected and became the size of mangoes. I was on morphine and I am surprised I never got addicted. I would get bags of the stuff. Anyway I had to learn to eat again. The only thing I could eat at first was jello. With the broken back it was impossible to sit up. So they would raise the bed until the pain became to great. I would eat a little but would become exhausted and have to be put back down. I am a big man about 250lbs and the nurses had a hard time moving me. So I was Conscious about 3 or 4 days before they moved me out of the icu. I was so happy to be free of that place. But little did I know the nightmare was just begining. In ICU I could push the button and a nurse would be there almost instantly. In My room it would take forever for someone to come. Now I had a button for the morphine. I could only get a shot once every 5 minutes. Now because everything was swollen to pee was close to dying. So I would have to plan my urinations to hit the button about a minute before i peed so the morphine would dull the pain. But even then it was like a living hell to pee. Now comes a part which some may feel is racist but I assure u it is not. The head nurse in this wing was an older black nurse. And this was her area. She made the rules. They brought in an older negro man to be in the same room. But I screamed so much with the pain he didn't want me to be there and refused to enter. The nurse came in and told me to be quiet and unhooked my morphine. Later that day two angels came to clean me up. They were young black girls and they were so gentle and kind. But when the older black nurse saw this she became furious and gritting her teeth she told me I would be out of there as soon as she could arrange it. And 4 hours latter I was shipped to a private room. But with another older black nurse who I guess was given the job of punishing me. As for four hours I could not call the nurse as she hid my call button. Remember my back is broken I can hardly move and unless the call button is nearby I can't search for it. It was some of the hardest hours I ever had. Just like lying on the floor of the garage. I don't like depending on others for anything and this was really tough. But the next thing that happened is so incredible that I have no Dr or person explain it to me. My sister called from upstate NY and it was not her it was some lady speaking in Spanish. I thought maybe someone had invaded her house and took it over. I told her I was calling the police. Anyway I hung up. Then a few minutes latter the nurse told me my sister was on the line. And yes it was my sister and we talked.How wonderful it is to talk to family when in the hospital. One night my son(20) stayed all night with me sleeping in the chair beside my bed. Anyway I discovered that in the accident my left ear had been damaged. And everything I heard with my left ear was Spanish. Watching TV David Letterman spoke in Spanish. This lasted for several weeks until finally it faded away. My left ear has lost all lower tones.And everyday I would tell Doctors I couldn't hear and not one Dr looked at my ear. Today Doctors are so specialized and busy that they won't refer another Dr. So I was conscious for 15 days of my stay and not one Dr would look at my ear. Then the surgeon came in. Ok he said we can have surgery on ur back or stay in a shell until ur are better. Well my answer was very simple no surgery.So they came in and measured me and fitted me for my tortoise shell. Which I wore for the next 2 months. So getting out of bed was taking 15 minutes to get my shell on. The next part I find hard to believe but it did happen. They sent me to xrays and were Xraying my Pelvic area. The xray techs were women. They would take an xray and go away and I could hear them laughing. They must have taken at least six xrays. It was quite embarasing them giggling like they did. Anyway I was getting better day by day and so I was transfered to another rehab hospital. When I reach the other hospital I heard a nurse or someone yell out "Is that the man with the extra muscle in his groin" So then I understood what the nurses were giggling about. But nothing in my record says anything about it. SO next time I'll recount my adventures in rehab. Also they told my family I would never walk again. And how I hate wheel chairs. Hopefully my telling this story helps someone else to know that miracles do happen. That I Dana Lee Kimball literally walked away from my death bed.

Hello again, I think I can finish the story now. I now was in another hospital with a lot of specific rules. I had to do therapy each day if I didn't they would kick me out. I remember the first steps I took. I though my legs were made of cement. I think I took 3 steps and was totally exhausted. And so each day a few more steps but after a few days I was sort of walking. I remember having to have a bowel movement and them bringing the bed pan. Well not having practiced my aim was off. The male nurse who was on that night was furious and shook the hell out of me and yelled at me. That was the last time I used a bed pan. Being a diabetic I had to urinate a lot and so I had two urinals. Because I would ring for a nurse but I would have to pee before they came to empty it. There were some good nurses and some pretty bad ones. The event which changed my life was this. Shortly after being in this rehab hospital unit I had a hard time breathing and I was sure I was about to die. In came two nurses one older and one younger probably in her late 20's or 30's and her name was Hatie Mathews MY angel. The older nurse said I would be ok and left. But Aunt Hatie stayed and asked if there was anything she could do. And she offered to tuck me in. She rolled me on my side and tucked a pillow at my back. For u married people u know the feeling of your husband or wife sleeping at ur back. There is nothing so comfortable than to sleep in the arms of another person. I then exhausted went to sleep and the panic attack subsided. And at that moment I knew that if Aunt Hatie was there I could comfortably die in her arms. Hatie is black and I then decided I must die in the arms of a black woman. There compassion and strength brought me from death to life. And over a year later I was in African on the shores of lake Victoria living with my new family there. I was in Kenya for one year and it made my diabetes almost a thing of the past I was using 120 units of Humilin 70/30 daily and when I left Kenya I was using about 20 units. In Kenya I would walk about a mile per day. My breakfast was always toast and tea. Lunch maybe some beans and chapati(a flour type hard pancake) and after work upon arriving home more tea and toast. Then around 8-9opm the main meal, ugali, fish or some form of tomato sauce. Anyway I tell this to you to let u know that even at 65 I left the USa went to Africa and spent one year in Kisumu on the shore of lake Victoria in Kenya. I learned so much about myself in my travels. Anyway I did a lot more in rehab but it seems this is the end of my story unless someone asks me a question. Take care fellow traveler and know life is full of surprises just keep going I did.

As Ever I remain

Dana Lee Kimball

Jambo Sana

Kenya from me to you

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I arrived in Kenya from USA on December 26th 2007.

I spent one year on the shores of Lake Victoria. I took the bus from Nairobi to Kisumu. Anyone making that trip has great feeling for the phrase "road to hell." Never sit in the back of a bus unless you wear a steel helmet. I was hanging on for dear life and the passengers were smiling at the muzungo until the luggage from above began to fall on their heads.

Anyway Nairobi was beautiful and the food terrific.

I arrived in Kisumu on the 28th. The pot was beginning to boil. And two days latter people were streaming past where i was staying with Tv's in there arms and then the burning began.
Nobody could prove it but only certain stores were burned in other words the riot had direction and purpose.

And after many months I realized I was in Paradise.

After one year I can't tell the difference between a Kikuyu and a Luo or any other tribe. The people I met and lived with were all nice people I miss them loved them. And I will never again ask for a fork to eat my tilapia. I am a muzungo and I was treated like a King. Children would come with their parents to shake my hand and ask for a coin or two. I would love to open a conversation and stun my fellows with the statement

"you live in the greatest place on Earth"

In my first abode there were mangoes, papaya and avocados falling to the ground. In 5 minutes i could gather hundreds of dollars of fruit. I come from New York State where the growing season is from April to September. Anyway Paradise in my eyes is where I was. My new family enfolded me and smothered me with love. It took time of course for them to know me but eventually we formed a bond so strong that my heart is still in Kenya.

Now I can understand the problem Kenyans have.

How can you have thieves teaching your children and expect great things from them. I can't tell you how incredulous I was when I learned you had to bribe your teachers. So where is the model a child can look to. They whip your children if you the parent don't pay on time. I ask everyone who reads this to tell me how your children can be different than those who teach us.

And the other thing that shocked me is visiting a hospital and seeing two patients per bed

. And they laughed at me and said sometimes three. How Kenyans suffer is beyond words. And how women are treated corrupts the mind. I was told by my brother in law your wife is your property.

I was never so afraid in Kenya as when I was in a police station face to face with evil.

Knowing the man I was talking to could pull out a gun and shoot me dead and nothing would be done about it. Meanwhile the police are hitting on my wife in front of me. Of course I had to bribe the police or as they refer to as giving the policeman his tea. Anyway I hope I have not offended anyone this is Kenyan through my eyes.

I love Kenyans.

They are obsessed with education.

But until the rights of all humans are guaranteed men, women and children talk of political this or that is meaningless. It is a room full of school children when the teacher is not there.

Anyway I love you all. Jambo Sana

Caveman Science

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Caveman science

I see we have the scientific establishment often refereed too.

I have to laugh at that, appeal to higher authority has zero relevance, logic 101.

What we need is new thoughts new experiments.

The world has changed we once were lost in four dimensions and now we are found in 11. Many years ago we explored dimension 5 as a pocket dimension where every point is the universe is only Planck's constant = 6.626068 × 10-34 m2 kg / s away. Looking through that lens telepathy doesn't look odd. We are at the beginning stage of exploration of our universe and we all are found pitifully ignorant instead of thinking outside the box we now need to think outside the 4 dimensions. thanks for reading my comments namaste, jambo sana

Posted by Dana Quijote at 12/4/2009 12:18 PM | Add Comment

Third World

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the third world
Third World - countries with economies largely based on agriculture and characterized by low standards of living, high rates of population growth, and general economic and technological dependence upon wealthier industrial nations. A very ethnocentric way of referring to other cultures because it ranks cultures below those of the "First World" like Europe, Japan, Canada, and the United States.
This is a question i like to ask people in Kenya definetly a third world country.
I love to challenge our concepts of things.
So here is the question.
If I(Dana Quijote) go to Kenya and help them launch a satellite. A very small satellite the size of a cell phone.Broadcasting a message of peace in all languages. Can we still consider Kenya a third world country. Then an ancillary question what will the reaction of the people(Kenyans) be.
Since I don't want to contaminate your answers I'll put my answer in another blog.

Computer Consultant

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No profession deals in the unreal like computer consultant. Windmills abound everywhere and for a price a slice of your life you get to battle someone else's windmill and after you are done you fall on your sword and are reincarnated. Only fellow travelers walking the same road dieing and reincarnated know you in passing. That is why this blog is dedicated to Don Quijote (Don Quijote de la Mancha)Thus is born Dana Quijote of Ithaca NY. To be a successful programmer you must set aside your beliefs of right and wrong and somehow out of computer space create a reality which in 90% of cases is pure fluff.The money is good but your soul alas your soul has become corrupt. Selling your life force for money.
The modern company is so corrupt in its management that if you held it to the standards we mortals are judged by they all would be in prison. Lying cheating listen to your phone conversation all is ok for a manager in the corporate world. And so begins a dance of doing what you wish until that dreaded phrase would you come to my office please. Condemned to death on day one lasting as long as possible in incongruousness until the square peg in the round hole is discarded. The only satisfaction comes in knowing you have done something no one else in the world can do or even understand. Dana Quijote

These Times

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These Times

Dear Everyone,

I am writing this essay or blog to all of you who are worried because
your have lost your job or think you are going to lose your job.
My son when he was young said to me "Daddy can you get fired so you can
stay home with me."

I am a professional Computer Consultant Probably the worst job in the world

Charles Dickens said in a tale of two cities.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times; it ws the age of
wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it
was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light, it was the
season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of
despair; we had everything before us, we had nothing before us; we
were all going directly to Heaven, we were all going the other way."

What is happening now is a turning point in history.

I am not a historian my second wife was but I am saying this is end of the industrial revolution

and the start of the green revolution. Of course the worst thing you can say to a historian is you are a

revisionist historian.

When you lose your job it is not the losing of the job that hurts. It

is the wounding of your pride in your personal faith that tomorrow is
a better day. And after beating yourself to death you come out the
other side and you say that sure was a shit job and I am glad it is
over but where do i go now.
And the answer is you go where you wanted to go in the first place but
the job was holding you down. We all fear not having that paycheck
come in. That is where the term Wage Slave comes from.

You see a forest of bills stretching to the horizon.

That fear can put you back into that seat you just left. But a few take the
oportunity to examine there lives and see the folly and now seek to go
on that road they always wished for. For every change there are people
who stick to the old way and those who stick to the new way. We think
everyone must follow the same path but the truth is we humans follow all
paths at the same time. Not individually but as a group. I like the
analogy of forest fires. They are necessary to burn the old so the new
can start afresh. We have just had a forest fire. The old guard the
Republicans have died and lost there way. The religious right has
foundered on the shores of reality. I say this not as judgement but as
a truth we all can see.

We have a black president and first lady.

You see it through the eyes of Americans but to the rest of the world
there is now light and those who had short comings ie Europeans are
shown to be frauds. I lived in Africa the year of Obama and the people
shouted for joy and i expect Jesus traveling into Jersulumn had an
equal triumphant entrance. I could not walk the streets without someone
shouting Obama at me as if I was his personal emissary.

I am suggesting you find someway to help

Make it personal (giving to feed the world don't count) Make it personal and real

Find some one and help that person not with money but with care and a helping

hand to get them over the abyss we see before us. A few years ago I lay in the hospital dying.

My family was told to search for a place to bury me. The details were grusesome 8

broken ribs, back broken in many places a collapsed lung and 23pints
of blood. But I didn't know how to give up. I wanted to die the pain
was so great but we don't know who we really are until we face a
calamity such as now. I have been fired or quit over 50 jobs in my
career and each one hurt the only time it didn't take a personal toll
is when hundreds got laid of at the same time. But each and every time
I had to go throught the process. I would feel like Jesus

"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

And the hurt felt like a dagger through your soul. And for days or even weeks you could not see
straight because of the tears in your eyes and that ache in your soul.
You have been rejected thrown away. Some turn to anger and yell and
scream at your old boss your old company. As a computer contractor i
got so i could feel when the day was soon approaching. Once in
DC i had my bags packed and everything i had at work out of there. The
next day management came around with a shoe box to collect everyones
badge. Your life has ended your next paycheck uncertain a cloud of
dispair falls around you and seeps into your soul. I guess we will
call it stage one. If you are lucky not everyone was fired and you can
call your friends and get daily doses of the life left behind.
As you hear the stories of others who fell at the same time.
But then you remember unemployment and up to 6 months to find another
job. But I was a contractor and getting unemployment was next to
impossible. The last time i received unemployment was over 25 years
ago. We use to have to stand behind the yellow line and get scolded if
we were not a perfect docile sheep. I hated going to the unemployment
office each week. And they never found me a job either. But today is
different and you should go to the unemployment office and search
thier data base. Be creative look outside your comfort zone. Call up
your friends I have gotten several jobs just that way.

And learn to be humble

That is a hard lesson to learn.

" I tell you the truth, It is harder for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. Again

I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle
than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God."

It is harder for an arrogant man to get a job. Again
I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle
than for an arrogant man to get a job.

You have to find the right balance not egotistical and not a wimp.

Firm confidence without arrogance.

And in my case I had to play down my experience or my future bosses
would be scared to hire me.
Each of you have a place and know what you must do and until you lose
the arrogance you will be unemployed.
A few bosses are looking for arrogance but they have to be more arrogant than you.
And then there are a few of you who will take a hobby or a love of
something into the realm of commerce. This is a hard road but the
rewards are there and you don't have to fight that demon of only if i
would have.

So why is this collapse so good.

Because now we will get health care for everyone, a gentler society
now we are going to be green. We have changed from the industrial
revolution to the green revolution and the whole planet has changed
not just the USA. I know there is talk of the demise of the dollar.
Travel the world and tell me which currency is better. Whether it is
justified or not the rest of the world dreams of coming to the USA.
The brightest and best of other countries drive our taxies work in our
warehouses. Lawyers, Doctors, hairdressers any occupation you can
think of they go from high to low just to enter into the Kingdom of
Heaven(ie USA)

The USA is where they dream

they lie, cheat, and steal to come here. I know
there is much corruption here but think of Kenya where I just came
from, I had my motorcycle stolen and the police were hitting on my
wife in front of me and to let the boy go I had to bribe them.And when

with the Police Chief I saw the face of death I had never been so close

to evil and death in my life. When woman complains she was raped and

goes to the police the police will rape her. I was there during the riots,

people getting slaughtered because they were from a different tribe.

Apartments abandoned businesses burnt to the ground, huge fleets of buses carrying refuges.

Oh how much we have to be grateful for

I had an internet cafe and i paid a worker a $1.25 a day.

Now how much did you make a day.I had the
cheapest meal in all the world in Kenya twelve cents. A bowl of rice
with bean soup over the top. So you live in a country so great that
even when we lose our jobs we are better off than 90% of the world.
So next you

lay out a map of your talents and desires.

And you pick a path. Do you need more schooling, nows a great time to
pick it up. Of course we make plans that never work out but that is
what makes life so interesting. The wider your horizon the sooner you
will be back earning money.
And now you can buy a home and get up to $8,000($6,000 plus not first
time buyer) back if you a buy home. If u are older like me and have a
home get a reverse mortgage. Every where you look there is opportunity
and

the only thing standing in your way is you.

Get over yourself this is a new day and the old yolk has been cast
aside, adapt to the new reality and you will write me some day and say
losing my job was the greatest thing ever happened to me. Anyway I
hope I can help just one person and hopefully that is you.
I won't feel bad if you say this is a bunch of crap. That is part of
getting better. And I sincerely hope you do get better. Just don't
take any shortcuts take your medicine and i guarantee you will live to
see a much better future.
As Ever I remain
Dana Lee Kimball
Namaste
Jambo Sana

Now folks join in lets hear your thoughs and some help for those of you out there dying.

Forgive me for using the bible for some of my quotes but there is great wisdom in Buddhism and many other religions

What we need is protection from extremes in any religion. What I call the "chicken littles" of the world who can't think for themselves and take one little gem and try and cram everybody into it. Our genius as a race is we try everything now lets try and join together and make things happen.