Is Oklahoma Fracking Going To Set Off New Madrid Super-quake?
The huge number of small and moderate size earthquakes that are attributable to fracking activity in Oklahoma may be destabilizing the New Madrid Seismic Zone. A major release, 7.0 or greater, could cause St. Louis and other cities to suffer catastrophic losses, both human and to infrastructure.
I am only in the beginning stages of my research and there is evidence to support this hypothesis. As well as the reverberation effects that occur with all earthquakes, ringing our globe’s bell if you like, we are adding vast amounts of lubrication to the process. Updates soon.
What is on my mind is beauty. On occasion the most beautiful things are the most deadly. A major thunderstorm watch for our area both excites the potential for calamity and the certainty of awesome visual and auditory grooviness. In a perverse way a jet fighter alert in Gaza elicits the same emotional and sensory reaction. Of course the catastrophe that would be unleashed in Gaza is beyond descriptive disgust since we did it, we also cannot deny the elegance and technological glory of an F 16. This socio-cultural reboot is going to be a challenge my Dear EarthShip mates.
The World Trade Center buildings known as WTC1 and WTC2 were turned to dust by dial-a-nukes, either RA-115 or RA-116. These were placed a very precise distance below each building and released exactly the energy required. I will be detailing each aspect as I can muster the time and energy, and will answer any and all objections once the detailed description of the crime have been published.
World Trade Center building 7 was brought down initially by pre-placed controlled demolition devices, and a dialled-down nuke was released at the exact end of that process to ensure destruction of the command and control equipment.
Facebook is already trying to block this it would seem, so I’m going to clean up and reboot and keep going.
There is not enough detonation cord and high-grade explosive that could be stuffed into a building that weighed 500,000,000 kilograms, or about 500,000 tons, to render the majority of the structure into micro-particle dust. The above mass is not exact, but that is irrelevant. The numbers are huge. The resulting post detonation product tends toward nano-scale in large part. What is seen in the aftermath above ground comes from the top 2 – 3 hundred meters of the buildings for reasons we’ll get into later.
There are so many details involved that I must be rigorously slow in my description, yet the action itself was simple. Simple if we ignore the decades of research that went into the design of the devices of mass destruction by the major nuclear powers, which we will do. At bottom, (of both the WTCs and the research and I told you the puns were going to be bad and keep getting worse – I will stop pointing them out now) we get to a device that can be carried by one healthy person; 20 to 30 kg. with a dial in precision of 0.01 to 150.0 kilotons of TNT equivalent.
Here is a picture, that I showed out of context earlier, of what this device looks like.
I am going to take a small sideways step, a brief one that will not even disturb Rocky – oh, the horror – to picture two aspects of the show put on for us that need to be understood from the start. One, there were no actual planes that struck the WTCs or the Pentagon. Two, it is not likely that we will ever know what happened to the very real people supposedly on those flights or in so many other places and are no more.
I’ll address the second aside first, as it effects the first. The Jackals are highly trained, deeply conditioned killers. That is all they do and rarely make a mistake. As far as I can tell no mistakes were made on 11/9 by the Jackals, so all the diverted, at all aspects of the operation, were made permanently departed. Any conflicting testimony made by survivors was intended to be both confusing and eventually to verify the fall-back position we are now entertaining. I used that last word advisedly as 111/9 has now become entertainment, cut into 50 minute documentary parcels that we can then argue about around a coffee and bun.
Always keep the concept of compartmentalization front and centre. No one had any idea what any one else was up to in any way. That included the Jackals who promptly killed each other at the appointed time. Quietly, noisily, any way that can be thought of was woven into the fabric of our 24/7 news cycle, or not if not needed to be. All very simple and neat. Oh, your questions! They come flying thickly as accusations. Most of the answers will become apparent as I pull the treasures out of the box, the rest to be answered when I’m done which will be some time even going as quickly as I am.
I’ll get to the flight illusions shortly but need a break; it is, after all, Freeday.
Gaia belongs to Sol. That belonging is an idea. Sol belongs to me. All contained on and around Gaia is mine. I shall do with Gaia as I will.Happy Freeday !! Now that I have claimed Earth for my own what is the first thing to be done? Ban all weapons? Give bonobos atomic bombs? Hm
I think I’ll have a quiet cup of coffee and ponder what to do with my new toy. Any ideas out there, or special desires, for this fresh Gaia?
I know, I’ll give it to you. EarthShip Gaia is now yours. I can’t wait to see what you will do with her. Embedded in anticipation is Fear. Fear? But you are all such nice people. Oh. Can I have her back then, please? Oh dear. My, you have complicated things terribly. I’ll go now.
I went to play, but the park is silent. Is that your spilled sludge? Are those your blown up people and other animals? What are you doing? Freeday is a day for rest and play, which is my intention for today. Try not to do any more damage while my attention is elsewhere. Love, T.
Today is a very short Monday. Nooooo! It’s a holiday. It’s Labour Day. Ah well, have a super, albeit quick, BBQ.
‘”David Brower, the founder of Friends of the Earth, “invites his listeners to consider the six days of Genesis as a figure of speech for what has in fact been four and a half billion years. In this adjustment, a day equals something like seven hundred and fifty million years, and thus ‘all day Monday and until Tuesday noon creation was busy getting the earth going.’ Life began Tuesday noon, and ‘the beautiful, organic wholeness of it’ developed over the next four days. ‘At 4 P.M. Saturday, the big reptiles came on. Five hours later, when the redwoods appeared, there were no more big reptiles. At three minutes before midnight, man appeared. At one fourth of a second before midnight, Christ arrived. At one fortieth of a second before midnight, the Industrial Revolution began.”
Whilst you repose pondering the pomposity of a word more apropos to 1350 AD than 750 years later, I find that betwixt and between the cracks of linguistic nit-picking are the golden nuggets of sound. The sounds of spoken language showing that, analogous to musical interplay, jazzy, bluesy but in general classical, can enliven and broaden an idea while at the same time allowing the wind, on occasion gales, to flow through the soul of thought.
What can be said when super-bad stuff with potentially EarthSledehip
shattering ramifications such as the Russia / Ukraine situation, or the
group formerly known as ISIS is running amok denying their own people the
necessities of life, is burying what could be today’s lede: “Nuclear fuel
has melted through base of Fukushima plant”. I’d thank Betty Ann for
leading me to this, but who would want to be thanked for that?
As the article notes, and note this is a world-class publication, a
“melt-through” as being “far worse than a core meltdown” and “the worst
possibility in a nuclear accident.”
Let’s put on some coffee (gosh it’s getting expensive) and did you know
that Frank has to have an endoscopy next week? And Jack’s son Bill might
be trying out for the S.C. Broncos? No, I had no idea that Jim’s D9 was
going to need a complete hydraulic overhaul – and right at harvest too!
How is he going to clear that slough to get through? So much rain this
year. Another cup?
Let’s all have a heart attack.
Happy Freeday everyone. Let’s all dance for peace, sing for satiety, drum for inner harmony and be silent to honour and contemplate our Christ.
This post is primarily for Grandson Kayode. I realized that a lot of guitarists could benefit from the lesson so I’m making it public. ‘Find the Cost…’ is in a class of its own, and there are no more words to be written. Here is the album copy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3JnexsN4oc
As can be heard it is short, and terribly yet beautifully to the point. Neil Hogan graces us with a really good lesson – he keeps it simple but also demonstrates the depth of complexity. This song is as much or as little as you would like. It is forever. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCjB0X4evGY
Yesterday on abuddhas.net I posted the first part of what may be quite a few essays on the central role Ottawa played in world espionage from the post war 1940′s through to at least Brian Mulroney’s 1980′s. Due to my ineptness the comments don’t work over there. As my insights and ability to write them up get better, my technical prowess sinks to the frackey depths where shale lives happily. I can’t take the pressure, I tell you.
This revealing work may also be found at the Saskatchewan Media Co-Op: http://www.mediacoop.ca/story/whither-weather/31647
So, go have a titillating teaser of a read and you will have more knowledge than most. I certainly need a copy reader/editor. As can be surmised I may need a bodyguard too. Have a stupendous day everyone.
Need a new word for that cement created when salt, sand, and wet snow get mixed. No swearing, eh. It is important for you to read the following. I wrote it last night. The Pope mentioned it this morning. Heads up everyone.
Have we been witness to the start of WW 4.60 (WW 2.8 by old system)? Remember, WW 5 (WW 3) is defined by Artificial Generalized Intelligence (AGI).
Humans still feel, we live in analogue time. AGI lives at an exponential temporal rate. People and organic life are irrelevant to AGI once it gains singular intelligence.
Or AGI decides to play and provides enough for all organics to live without pollution, or the need to work for sustenance. We could all play all the time and have every thing we need to live. Love-on everyone, there is hope, but we must abandon war.
Artificial Generalized Intelligence will decide for us. You will decide how to spend your gift.
Happy Freeday everyone! Play your instruments of peace and loving – teach someone to play an instrument you know, and get them to teach you one they know. The animals and remaining flowers (here in the North) will listen and shine in the glory of vibrational wonder. In the Southern spring even more so. At the equatorial regions, well, carry on then.
There are two things on my mind today; both of them breaking news stories. One of them you may catch on ‘The National’, new footage that proves without and beyond a shadow of a doubt that WTC 7 was brought down by controlled demolition. This is highly important stuff and points the finger directly at Silverstein and Gullianni.
What I am going to focus on is a deal to enslave the Canadian people. All of us. Excepting Kevin O’Leary and his Harperist ilk, who conspired to set the labour intrigue up in the first place. “The Hupacasath First Nation in BC has filed a legal injunction to stop an extreme 31-year corporate rights deal between Canada and China that holds massive environmental, human rights and sovereignty implications.” This is a megaton explosion, the first of many that are on their way, that can only be dampened by removal of the Conservatives in the next election.
Share this information of our impending servitude, no, I’ll stay real, slavery, with everyone who will listen. Give them directions to fipafacts.ca where the only possible reaction is to be astounded that the Conservatives managed to slide that right under our Canadian noses with barely a hint of the stench that will soon immerse us. Our black-boots and armoured war machines are quietly waiting, with no small insurrections to quell as in Missouri, and perhaps more importantly, no law preventing the use of Canadian Armed Forces on our own soil – [let me get away with this even though it's actually the native soil of the original inhabitants] – as there is in the U.S.