3/23/2025

Hi everyone!  Thank you for all the kind words and thoughts sent my direction.  Thanks to those local and nonlocal who sent energy during the recent procedure.   Calm hands and good emotions are important when someone is poking around in your heart.   It was seen and felt!

I am going to have to change tact in my work.   Ride share driving is becoming more and more unfeasible, as net fares decline with the operators taking more for themselves and shareholders.  I could get higher fares if I had a larger vehicle that sat more people and was newer, but then I have higher costs too.  So I am considering what I can do, one is write, the other is technical work or possibly computer coding.  AI is going change demand for programmers which much of the mundane work being doing by AI, and its surprisingly capable in that way.  Large language model AIs are good with computer languages, that shouldn't be too surprising.  What they are not good with is the art of it all, so there will always be niches for certain skills.   I fear there will be too much reliance on AI, as sometimes what it says and does is complete nonsense.   It's an infant technology.   There are flaws.

Someone offered me a bitcoin mining machine a few years ago, I sometimes kick myself for not taking him up on that.  Hindsight is always 20/20.   I still think the whole crypto thing is a bit of a passive aggressive take on replacing the Federal Reserve notes.  Why not get rid of the Federal Reserve instead? And go back to an asset based currency?  And you don't have to have the internet to move it around. 

I do have a book I need to finish for Xerxes, Denice made kind of a deal with Xerxes and I volunteered to get it all down in text and on the Internet.  I haven't finished my part of it yet, although it is on Substack.  I need to publish it on Amazon or similar outlet too.  Admittedly I kept a low profile with it given Xerxes history with Persia and the Biden admin's war mongering with Iran.   But it's the kid of message even the Mullahs in Iran wouldn't like it anymore than the Rabbis in Jerusalem.   I do believe Xerxes has come back, in a new body, with a completely contrite heart about his mistakes so long ago that sent Persia on a wrong track which affects it to this day.  There's kind of a rule of thumb in the universe, if you mess something up, you get to come back and fix it.  I don't expect to make money from it, it's more at this stage keeping my word on the small book.  But there are other things I could make money writing about. 

My plan with the blog is keep writing at least until I do meet my friends in person.   After that, everyone will be having similar experiences and its purpose would be completed.    If you can help out with the blog it'd be greatly appreciated.   I'd like to raise $800 or more for the end of the month.  Particular need is paying some utility bills and I need a replacement rack and pinion hydraulic system for my car, mine is leaking.  A used one would be adequate as long as it doesn't leak.   I have given over 8000 rides since December 2017.  Austin's potholes and speed bumps have not been kind to suspension components, next on the list after the rack and pinion is new struts.   It's been a good car and very reliable but everything physical wears out eventually, even our bodies.  

I love you all!

Terran

Update 3/232025

Meditating at a waterfall in the Italian Alps in 2015

Update

3/23/2025

Thursday morning I went through a heart catherization procedure.  I was calm but my blood pressure indicated my inner tension about a procedure new to me.  The staff was good and quite humorous, and even the cardiologist seemed in very good spirits (the nurses were talking about that among themselves).  There were several curtain stalls, one of which I changed into a hospital gown and laid in a bed.  They installed one IV line, and two artery tubes (for a lack of a better medical term).   I remember saying to Source, "Okay lets heal this thing, lets astound the doctor! Okay?"  I got these images of red fluid swirling about briefly.  Anyway you can think of that as my command or prayer if you will, for those of you who consider Source/God to be external.

I was then wheeled, bed and all, down a long hallway to the "cath lab".   Basically it's a bunch of an equipment hung off some rails in the ceiling with a lot of swivels.  There's a table they called "the ironing board" (I'm sure that a highly technical term) and a swiveling x-ray machine that can make full motion X-rays.  And then there's this 50 inch TV screen to my left.    

They wheeled the hospital bed up close, then jacked it up until I was level with the ironing board then slid me onto it.  And of course it's about 50 degrees F.  The technician did the finally preparation for the catheters, injected some local anesthesia into two of my right arm arteries, one was to measure flow rates, and the other a probe.  I thought it was a camera but it seemed to be just a way to inject x-ray contrast dye as the actual viewing was by X-ray .   Going in I had known my valves were fine.  But there was a chance the vessels were blocked and would need a stent, so I was nervous.  But even that would be better than landing in the hospital every 6-12 months.   I wanted to be out cold because I don't like watching things go in my arms, but they said they could only take the edge off.  I opted out of fentanyl because it gives me really bad dreams, but they used a little bit of something else and I was fully awake.  When the doctor arrived he put the catheter in and moved up the artery.  I thought it might be hurt but it did not, more a sense of pulling and tugging, apparently there's no nerves in the arteries themselves.   

Before long he was at my heart, and to my left about 2 feet away was this 50 inch TV screen.  There was my heart the size of a dinner plate right before my eyes.  I could see the contrast die being injected and watch it disperse through the vessels and heart.  No doubt recorded and analyzed by software within the machine.   It was actually fascinating.   My doctor said "You have perfect arteries, you don't need a stent".   I breathed a sigh of relief!  And then he finished the procedure and the technician wrapped up the procedure and removed the catheters.  Then I thought "what the heck is causing the problem then?"

I still don't know.  Could be this energy transition on this planet and my 1956 model heart is doing its best to keep up?   I don't like chalking it up to "just old age" as it's been proven time and again everything can be changed, even with simple excercise and diet. 

So the doctors want me to take some pills,  the ones they really want I can't afford.  I might be able to get those at low cost from Novartis's foundation but they want my complete financial records and I am not inclined to give that to a company raping money from the infirmed and then using a foundation to get a tax deduction when they give it away for less than $750 a month.  You know those pills cost them less than $20, because they sell them for that in Mexico and Canada.  It's always Americans who get charged the big money.  It's just the principle of it all.  I hope RFK Jr can bring some sanity to drug pricing, but we will see. 

I am not a great believer in pills as they always come at some other bodily cost.  Its the whole reductionist way doctors work, its not so much systems analysis of the body complex, but more akin to a hacker of computer software getting one specific thing to happen in a computer but possibly messing up the operating system for everything else.  But sometimes you have to make tradeoffs to stay alive long enough to find out what really is the problem.  If Morocco was any indication regular exercise will help a lot if my knees can tolerate it.  There could be some toxin, or some other factor?  I don't know.   

The woman Uber driver that gave me a ride home Saturday also has the same issue, as did her father and grandfather in Turkey.   I was told my next younger brother has the issue too.   And he did not have septicemia in 2009. 

I know my dad had it after he was exposed to some toxic pain fumes while spraying a car with new urethane paint from DuPont, which landed him in hospital with a pneumonia like condition from the isocyanate paint catalyst.  When those paints first came out there was no warnings, no protective suit clothing like they have now.   So there may be a tendency in the genetics towards this condition.  I don't know but I don't believe DNA is destiny either and there is so much latent healing potential in every human if we know how to access it (and I am no expert in that regard).  

I'll be chasing down stats and treatments on AI engines for the next few weeks.  Drives doctors nuts sometimes you just don't accept everything they say as god given gospel.  My cardiologist is unique as he kind of enjoys intelligent questions. 

My oxygen lasts night was not high, but it rose during the night.  Not sure the reason for that, sometimes there are good days and bad days.   I had been running at 95-96% saturation before the procedure.  Could be just dealing with eliminating the toxins of everything that was done.   

I am still here, and I take some comfort in knowing the vessels and valves are okay.  I still don't know why the heart is stiffer than it should be, but the answer will come.