The plant nursery update

The past several days, I've gone through and culled the dead plants in containers. Mostly a mix of annuals, biannuals, and perennials that aren't returning. The count is in at well over 300+plants - and dozens of flats. 

The climate change, has made watering them a priority in the July heat wave. And, it seems that the days of more water for half the number of plants has arrived. The inversion layer like clouds that seep In from overhead are creating a convection oven, despite forecasts for rain. A drizzle of raindrops fell from what appeared to be a large storm system  over the past weekend. 

Of all the tropical, subtropical, and northern climates I've lived in throughout the continental US and Hawaii, I have never felt a storm like I experienced this past weekend in the Northeast US. 

The dark clouds moved in yet the air was hot and thick, yet not humid. It felt like the cooked earth was steaming. And there were a few minutes of a disappointing warm rain. 

It was, by no means a normal rain shower.

And with more heat waves predicted, I've considered watering the biggest trees so we don't loose the shade. The shade is the only thing protecting the young plants and shrubs from total leaf decimation. Burnt crisp leaves on otherwise viable trees, including evergreens and other hardy species that have survived the past decade of winteriing. 

The containerized plants that are remaining, were blessed with shade from a few remaining tall Northeastern Maples. Trees I used to play under and climb in childhood. Yesterday morning I measured the shade coverage at optimal time. My favorite tree has shade I measured  48steps tall by 40steps wide. Or, approximately 152'x120".

 I know the neighbors have been treading here to cut down every last remaining tree. They've eliminated so much of the last swaths of forest passage. They cleared "their own" forest acreage in the past year. And people hunting for firewood have cut down several of the lightweight evergreens that were over 20years old. Guys with chainsaws and pickup trucks are fast scavengers for biomass and board feet.

 Not much remains but it is still more than a town park serving as habitat. Most American city and suburban folks view human, plant, and animal life as expendable for profit. The tree fall doesn't make it to decay and grub food supplies for various marsupials, birds, amphibians, bats, and other microbiome inhabitanta. These new survivalist have a modest greenhouse for their own food. And buy more land to cut it for biomass or other harvest. 

This year, we have some new additions to feed. Squirrel, Raccoon, Groundhogs, a skunk who has accepted catlike status, and some of the neighbor's roaming cats and dogs. Their natural foodsources are gone.

The newly planted trees, aren't surviving much past 20 years at max. Lichen now proliferates all ages of trees and woody stemmed shrubs. Several evergreen varieties haven't made it out of a 1 gallon bucket without lichen inundation. Lichen that is being encouraged by chemtrails to create biomass. Not biomass for sale, Not biomass for some contorted conservative environmentalist profit. Biomass for the scavengers or pure destruction. Noone is saving anything or allowing it to decay to support any circle of life.

Young plants aren't making it because of the crystal development triggered by nanopparticles within them. Once they have absorbed enough nanoparticles, the woody branches and trunks turn fiberously flexible or, a drier suppleness and snap. It's different than a dry unwatered tree or shrub that breaks at any chose point with crisp dry breakage. The difference between a Sparking rose and a extra brut, except in parameters of cylindrical limbs of tree death.  There is no rot. It is a toxic death in July.  And there is little hope to see trees grow past 20' where we once had beautiful 

giants grow quickly in comparison to the slashed slopes of the Northwest. It's gone. It's obviously gone.

And this shade, this magnificent shade is barely enough for the other plants to survive the scorching sun. 

Even the dozens of tall asters and hardy Queen Anne's lace that once grew in fields and in the open need partial shade. They are growing in shadiest spots, like every former full sun plant now needs partial shade and constant hydration.

I reflect on my recent lichen quest drawing a direct climate change path to the climate change chem trails crowd.  My Luddite musicianship reminds me of seasoned piano lessons for wood. Chemical Ice nucleation resonates with  Freeze casting of living entities. As I dig up a quotation to share as a reflection on the reduction of life as some random molecule to be replaced.

Resources & References: 

Card 1- Lichens and Biomass: 

The Lichens' Microbiota, Still a Mystery?

https://www.frontiersin.org/articles/10.3389/fmicb.2021.623839/full

Card 2 - Freeze Casting:

Freeze Casting: From Low-Dimensional Building Blocks to Aligned Porous Structures-A Review of Novel Materials, Methods, and Applications.

https://doi.org/10.1002/adma.201907176:

Shao, G., Hanaor, D., Shen, X., & Gurlo, A. (2020). Freeze Casting: From Low-Dimensional Building Blocks to Aligned Porous Structures-A Review of Novel Materials, Methods, and Applications. Advanced materials (Deerfield Beach, Fla.), 32(17), e1907176. https://doi.org/10.1002/adma.201907176

Reference:

Zhang, Jian-Fei; Zhou, Xiao-Nan; Huang, Xin; Hao, Liu-Cheng; Zhi, Qiang; Li, Zi-Xuan; et al. (2019): Biomorphic Cellular Silicon Carbide Nanocrystal-Based Ceramics Derived from Wood for Use as Thermally Stable and Lightweight Structural Materials. ACS Publications. Collection. https://doi.org/10.1021/acsanm.9b01550

https://doi.org/10.1021/acsanm.9b01550

 

To take immediate action

Those who fear or sense danger react differently. Some take their time in making a decision- whether out of fear, shock, ineptitude, or ability. Others who may be trained are able to sense and react before being really present in the moment of that danger.

If there is a blind monk walking me down a steep staircase to the lower gate of the monastery exit. He senses a situation before reaching the gate, and I continue down the stairs alone. Realizing he may need help retreating backwards on the staircase. I ask him if he needs help. And he replies no, and that he knows where these stairs are.

I exit the narrow staircase gate and walk a few meter oblivious to what is going on at the city level. There's a big beautiful someday building in front of me. And I'm enjoying the blue sky framing it's magnificence. I walk almost to the curb and suddenly pause. I turn my head to the left and see a man laying in a pooll of shimmering synthetic blood. A woman is hunched over him kneeling, and I see the person's face in agony. And I also see an evening style purse. And I look at the purse a second time, noticing a gun barrel pointed at my feet.  And I notice one more person before I retreat to the gated entrance stairwell.. I scramble to realize why the royalty had entered the room upstairs and invited me to gamble. I shirked because I lack the funding to gamble at such a high level. And I decided this security issue of a possibly dead person outside was a cover to hit a secondary target.

While a tall husky in black and white accompanies me on hind legs.

A bit surreal like many dreams. It felt synthetic a bit. I have never had a dream with Queen Elizabeth and Prince Harry and a blind monk, and a Husky (dog) walking on hind legs while a couple people remained int he background.

Yet immediate action is what I continue to contemplate. Unlike the blind monk, my senses didn't alert me to what was happening on the sidewalk. He retreated backwards while I continued. Yet I have the eyesight to notice the barrel concealed by the purse. What each of us experiences and turn into a reaction, may fit us for where we are. And that is our gift in this life to experience..

If I had the funds to gamble big, would I want to have a charity fundraiser?  

East Coast vs. Hawaii

For some reason, Hawaii really was pleasant from the insects. Even when I lived in a microclimate rainforest, I rarely got a single insect bite. 

Spiders (black widow & brown recluse), the enormous 2'-3' Millipedes checked me out, and eesh...the cockroaches and bed bugs that were more prevalent than any insect or arachnid. And though the rats were huge, they rarely invaded areas while people were present.

Yet here in the East Coast, the flies are annoying. Mosquitos and spider crickets bite daily, and there are plenty of poisonous plants. 

Sometimes I wonder why this is. Somehow aside from brain eating viruses, bacteria, or tropical parasites- Hawaii offers escape from the daily suburban pests. 

Wind, beach, ocean, sun, and evenings cool with aloha and love.

Recovering online & cloud acccounts

Tonight I'm staying up late.

Some old personal or business accounts I had emerged while deleting a pile of US government email lists 

Disaster preparation in 2010-2013 just before and after the Japan Tsunami meant I digitalized my sentimental and personal documents. But the various email providers, cloud storage, and domain hosting made it impossible for me to maintain security. Tonight I'm looking back at accounts that had more documents than what is remaining in my accounts.

So it seems the list of old email providers and phone numbers was corrupt and seems to still be very glitchy with login loops and erroneous fingerprint requests.

One of these account apps is a Box account. I'm unable to access the account at all through the app. 

Obviously, someone else used my identity while I suffered extreme embarrassment for a decade or more. Depends when you start counting the Persecution by the DHS and US Government - before and after the Patriot Act.

Pulsed energy

22:32 PM EST sitting at my desk and cleaning out some space from my email account, the aluminum bubble mailer starts to make crackling sounds and pops and hits of pulsed energy rage in a flurry accompanied by the loud sound of a vehicle passing in front of the house, all while I am held captive to noticing the sound. It is too late, I was already hit several times while listening to the reflectix mailer I have used as a warning signal over 4years.

And I take off to a different space, pausing to notice a hollow echo lacking a heartbeat in my head. It feels like that heavy heartbeat after exercising to exhaustion- minus the heartbeat. Only the nose bleed level echoing of pulsed energy.

BTW, I made a couple phone calls to the racist Feds last week to report the nonstop DoD 5140.1r human testing. No reply yet, but it's clear to me, that they amped up the kill signal of more not non -lethal weapons according to the Army Research Institute.

Ozone thoughts today

Ok. GeoEngineeringwatch.org got my attention about the 03 issue. But...but there is that one issue for me; that my decade old ex-nuke relationship nightmare is now 100% correct about UV (UVB/UVC) being worse than being next to a shielded nuclear reactor.

So, with one study and several electronic warfare and information ops being sporadic at many levels

...  My old shorten the rap skills now go like this...

So Nadine-- I'm thinking this is a lighter fun way to touch on the chemtrails issue- without sounding serious.what do you think?

Re: climate changing ozone

I heard that the ozone treatments they used to destroy coronavirus lead to a huge new hole in the ozone layer. It's (the hole in ozone layer) over the tropics. So wear long sleeve clothing to also avoid the titanium dioxide in sunscreen! 

This is where I'm at today. Nor will I ever be spewing 50min of science and moral protest so eloquently during sunburn season, and after a day where most of the earth got sunlight.

Yet I do care about the impact I see on trees. After being away from deciduous forests for a solid decade. There's lichen growth indicating sick and dying outdoor trees of all ages. Today I sorted more. And was uncertain about tossing the wisteria nd bamboo overgrowth. I'm beginning to think that we may need these invasive vines and roots for soil retention and to support a canopy.

Anti-Asian hate crimes reporting

https://abcnews.go.com/US/anti-asian-hate-incidents-unreported/story?id=76509072

It's intimidating to think about reporting hate crimes to the FBI or DOJ when the local police refuse to take report or complete a report. Personally, with FISA surveillance abuse already affecting my family since I was a kid;- I already know they have a "good ol boys" club to protect

 themselves from us "indigent ethnics."

Today, I was surprised to read Tom Wolf's 2021 quotation about the predominantly Caucasian police being racist murderers in his anti-AAPI hate crimes address.

I am used to hearing lip service from  Pennsylvania white supremacists. They put on a good public show while facilitating and covering up heinous crimes, and helping the racist norm take hold. 

There is a lack of respect from many Pennsylvanians:- from a tortuous Caucasian father married to an Asian national overseas to his friends, community, collegues, veterans association, church affiliations and many many others. It's a different type of torture when the community asks your own father to murder you, as I have experienced throughout my life in The USA. I am his prey, I am their prey since they left Vietnam and the likes of fantasizing about reenacting WW2 Anti-Asian patriotism.

I am a genXer. 

I was born to a Japanese foreign national mother in the USA.

I was brutalized before and After the Patriot Act as a form of overt persecution.

I never received one apology.

And I am still fighting for my life.

Hate crimes. Yes, I have been tortured by endless days and years of brutality and bullying. Psychological torture of having a parent who feared for her life. Psychological torture of the theat of being killed throughout childhood knowing that blackout beatings for being a 3 year old spy hung over my childhood. I was told the Family lawyer approved of this since I am a subhuman and Japan doesn't care. I knew what was confided in me, and brutalized for knowing. 

The DoJ still scoffs at the hate crimes I waited over 40years to report. Broken leg, abductions and assaults, 2 dead siblings, and a pack of local Pennsylvanians who felt they served their country by repeatedly destroying my employability, relationship, and even my Masters degree studies. Yes, me, a GenXer. And then I had some time to be left alone, out of state- while my mother a silent generation immigrant, stayed in the torturous relationship to "save face". And I left my happier life behind thinking I could help. Instead, I was pulled into the vortex of knowing one intelligence community perception. That of the "international torture victim" of the US and UK Intel agencies. So does that make what I experienced less of a hate crime? If this type of Intel targeting is done to many people from different nations and Americans? Or is it because we are women?  Is it a false flag?

I know that many things that occurred throughout my life were a direct result of announced hatred of Japanese. But now, I have to add a dimension of a menu of collective torturous acts being deployed in conjunction with the hatred.

And nothing, has made significant change for the better of my life for the duration.

Except barely surviving repeat attacks all the way into today.

When will I get to express my understanding of how horrendous these people are in court? Instead of being put on mute rather than sacrifice the little bit of standing I had. That is of course aside from the full firing squad that greeted me with weapons raised and pointed at me during a Trade summit I attended in Waikiki in 2011.

All lip service aside. Actions have made a lasting impact that I will always take "too seriously".

an ugly fight

In this fight, whatever it was at the beginning; my investigating cell towers on Oahu with a zoom lense on a camera-- it has evolved into a beast. Torture Documents and accounts of some arrived in my social media algorithms.

What I once thought of as community hatred and punishment simply for being Japanese-American child and mixed races- has unfolded into racketeering, non-consensual human testing, and a Bucks County, PA network of men and women who were involved in pedophilia and possibly other forms of human medical trafficking, and extortion.

Today, in am an adult healing from the extensive abuses and torture committed by several local officials (State Actors in international legal terms) of Bucks County, PA. And I have face the Jekyll and Hyde retaliation - including violent death threats, gangstalking by their friends and associates, gaslighting with scapegoating for their crimes, and career and financial decimation. 

I have done all I can without additional personal protection and support to complete the documentation. And while other activists judge me, they too are not supporting my continuation of this path with material, financial, or any resources.

today- tasks and reports

If my life has not been repeatedly threatened by the men and women of Quakertown, PA and Bucks County, PA-- I would not be at the edge of existence today.

Today- I contacted the FBI & State Department about the extenuating circumstances. I essentially let them know about this perceived human trafficking issue that I was born into- including both Japan and US Intelligence interpretations.

And additional reasons of non-consensual human testing on me that does constitute han trafficking. Though I did not pinpoint the laws due to statutes and international perceptions that have no statute of limitations. I also pointed out that I have been tortured as a result of the officials in Pennsylvania racketeering and torturing me over the course of my life.