Mirror, Mirror

This cartoon by Mr. Pat Oliphant is causing quite a ruckus, as the list of headlines reads.

I think it is the most accurate political cartoon I've yet seen.

It would appear that mirrors are unpopular in some places.

Certain role-reversal scenarios are unpopular in others.

The big boom in Stamford remains a mystery - Greenwich Time

This just in from my hometown newspaper, such as it is, but that's another thing... anyway... an unusual Fortean-tinged piece has appeared. I met Mr Nowinski once at a psychic fair. I don't remember this incident... seems like I should as I'm only 4 miles or so away... hmmm. Well, read on:

The big boom in Stamford remains a mystery
By Angela Carella
Assistant City Editor
Posted: 03/26/2009 07:46:06 PM EDT

Jon Nowinski heads the Smoking Gun Research Agency in Westport, which investigates paranormal phenomena in this area. (Paul Desmarais/Staff Photographer)

STAMFORD ­-- When the boom hit shortly before 10 p.m. on an autumn night a decade ago, a security guard at First Union Bank on Main Street thought robbers were breaking in.

The desk sergeant thought something exploded at police headquarters on Bedford Street.

Stamford Emergency Medical Service workers thought someone drove into their Strawberry Hill Avenue building.

At Curley's Diner downtown, the manager thought someone fell in the bathroom.

A woman who lived near Stamford Hospital thought her child pulled over a dresser.

They were all wrong. But to this day no one knows what caused the "Stamford Boom" of Oct. 3, 1999.

In fact, the mystery has grown.

The boom shook houses near Stamford Hospital, in Hubbard Heights and downtown -- and nowhere else.

Authorities ruled out earthquake, thunder, sonic boom, a gas, sewer or transformer explosion, construction blasting and meteors.

In the days that followed, it got weirder.

A man reported that he was walking on Compo Beach in Westport that afternoon when he saw a "spinning wheel in the sky" over Long Island Sound. A man on a boat off Compo Beach reported seeing a shiny object that looked like "two wheels seemingly connected, each going in the opposite direction" about the same time.

Later, about 4 p.m., a woman in Darien reported seeing "a strange spinning object" with lights before it disappeared over trees. Shortly afterward, two witnesses in Stamford reported seeing a UFO.

From Stamford, Darien and Norwalk came reports of flashing lights in the sky about 9:45 p.m. At 9:50 p.m., houses rattled in central Stamford, sending residents into the streets to ask each other, "What was that?"

Lillian Lampros of Holcomb Avenue remembers opening her door and looking into the yard.

"There was no light, no smoke, nothing," Lampros said. "It was such a big boom. I called my neighbor."

They thought a transformer exploded. They didn't think UFO.

Jon Nowinski, director of Smoking Gun Research Agency, a Westport nonprofit that investigates paranormal phenomena, said at the time that the sound could have been caused by an aircraft -- military or extraterrestrial -- that could accelerate straight up or at a steep angle fast enough to break the sound barrier. Otherwise, the sonic boom would be heard over a larger area.

"That's what struck us the most. This was isolated to a small area of Stamford," Nowinski said this week. "Another thing is that a sonic boom sounds almost like a rumble of thunder. People wouldn't think twice about it. But these people were reporting something that shocked them."

Smoking Gun researchers turned up reports of other mysterious booms elsewhere, also about a decade ago -- December 1997 near Springfield, Mo.; May 1998 near Los Angeles; August 1998 near Narragansett Bay, R.I.; and January 1999 near Denver.

Another occurred this month. Residents of Staten Island, N.Y., heard a large boom that shook buildings at 7:55 p.m. March 16. It was isolated to six neighborhoods. Authorities ruled out explosions, fireworks, sonic booms, weather and earthquake.

People often think earthquakes are the cause of rumbles, but that's unlikely in the Stamford area, where they occur once every few years and register 2.5 magnitude at the strongest, said Won-Young Kim, a seismologist at the Lamont-Doherty Earth Observatory in Palisades, N.Y.

"People do feel it -- the house shakes -- but, unless the quake is very shallow, you don't hear anything," Kim said.

Meteors are another common explanation. But you'd see those, said Andrew Ackerman, an atmospheric scientist with NASA at the Goddard Institute for Space Studies in Manhattan.

"It looks like a missile with smoke behind it. A meteor will light up a daytime sky," Ackerman said.

It's possible UFOs exist, but aircraft that can break the sound barrier are "entirely military now that we no longer have the Concord," Ackerman said. The question is "whether you can expect to get a straight answer on the comings and goings of military aircraft. This is why UFOlogy can be such a rich vein -- you don't know what is known because the military can't tell you."

Nowinski said he is "a skeptic with UFOs" and he thinks "most of the things we see can be traced to the military. They are far more advanced than they are willing to let on."

Lampros said it's possible a UFO hovered over her home a decade ago.

"I don't disbelieve it. You just never know," she said. "But 'ET' hasn't come to my house yet."

-- Angela Carella is an assistant city editor at the Advocate.

POE: The case file report on the "Stamford Boom" can be viewed at www.sgra.org beginning in April. All are welcome to a Smoking Gun Research Agency monthly meeting at noon Saturday, March 28 at Fairfield Public Library, 1080 Old Post Road, Fairfield. The topic is the agency's findings about a growing UFO hoax in the tri-state area involving floating paper lanterns. Philip Imbrogno will speak about his investigation into the "Hudson Valley Sightings," a rash of UFO reports in Connecticut and New York in the 1980s and '90s.

STICK YOUR DAMN HAND IN IT by Greg Palast

STICK YOUR DAMN HAND IN IT
20th Birthday of the Exxon Valdez Lie
by Greg Palast
March 23, 2009

"Gail, Please! Stick your hand in it!"

The petite Eskimo-Chugach woman gave me that you-dumb-ass-white-boy look.

"Gail, Gail. STICK YOUR DAMN HAND IN IT!"

She stuck it in, under the gravel of the beach at Sleepy Bay, her village's fishing ground. Gail's hand came up dripping with black, sickening goo. It could make you vomit. Oil from the Exxon Valdez.

It was already two years after the spill and Exxon had crowed that Mother Nature had happily cleaned up their stinking oil mess for them. It was a lie. But the media wouldn't question the bald-faced bullshit. And who the hell was going to investigate Exxon's claim way out in some godforsaken Native village in the Prince William Sound?

So I convinced the Natives to fly the lazy-ass reporters out to Sleepy Bay on rented float planes to see the oil that Exxon said wasn't there.

The reporters looked, but didn't see it, because it was three inches under their feet, under the shingle rock of the icy beach. Gail pulled out her hand and now the whole place smelled like a gas station. The network crews wanted to puke.

And now, with their eyes open, they saw the oil, the vile feces-colored smear across the glaciated ridge faces, the poisonous "bathtub ring" that ran for miles and miles at the high tide level. And it's still there. Less for sure. But twenty years later, IT'S STILL THERE, GODDAMNIT. And I want YOU, dear reader, to stick your hand in it. I want YOU, President Obama, to stick your hand in it before you blithely fulfill your Palin-esque campaign promise for a little more offshore drilling.

***
Tuesday marks the 20th Anniversary of the Exxon Valdez grounding and the smearing of 1,200 miles of Alaska's coastline with its oil.

It also marks the 20th Anniversary of a lie. Lots of lies: catalogued in a four-volume investigation of the disaster; four volumes you'll never see. I wrote that report, with my team of investigators working with the Natives preparing fraud and racketeering charges against Exxon. You'll never see the report because Exxon lawyers threatened the Natives, "Mention the f-word [fraud] and you'll never get a dime" of compensation to clean up the villages. The Natives agreed to drop the fraud charge -- and Exxon stiffed them on the money. You're surprised, right?

***
Doubtless, for the 20th Anniversary of the Great Spill, the media will schlep out that old story that the tanker ran aground because its captain was drunk at the wheel. Bullshit. Yes, the captain was "three sheets to the wind" -- but sleeping it off below-decks. The ship was in the hands of the third mate who was driving blind. That is, the Exxon Valdez' Raycas radar system was turned off; turned off because it was busted and had been busted since its maiden voyage. Exxon didn't want to spend the cash to fix it. So the man at the helm, electronically blindfolded, drove it up onto the reef.

So why the story of the drunken skipper? Because it lets Exxon off the hook: Calling it a case of "drunk driving" turns the disaster into a case of human error, not corporate penny-pinching

Indeed, the "human error" tale was the hook used by the Bush-stacked Supreme Court to slash the punitive damages awarded against Exxon by 90%, from $5 billion, to half a billion for 30,000 Natives and fishermen. Chief Justice John Roberts erased almost all of the payment due with the la-dee-dah comment, "What more can a corporation do?"

Well, here's what they could have done: Besides fix the radar, Exxon could have set out equipment to contain the spill. Containing a spill is actually quite simple. Stick a rubber skirt around the oil slick and suck it back up. The law requires it and Exxon promised it.

So, when the tanker hit, where was the rubber skirt and where was the sucker? Answer: The rubber skirt, called "boom" -- was a fiction. Exxon promised to have it sitting right there near the Native village at Bligh Reef. The oil company fulfilled that promised the cheap way: they lied.

And the lie was engineered at the very top. After the spill, we got our hands on a series of memos describing a secret meeting of chief executives of Exxon and its oil company partners, including ARCO, a unit of British Petroleum. In a meeting of these oil chieftains held in April 1988, ten months before the spill, Exxon rejected a plea from T.L. Polasek, the Vice-President of its Alaska shipping operations, to provide the oil spill containment equipment required by law. Polasek warned the CEOs it was "not possible" to contain a spill in the mid-Sound without the emergency set-up.

Exxon angrily vetoed ARCO's suggestion that the oil companies supply the rubber skirts and other materiel that would have prevented the spill from spreading, virtually eliminating the spill's damage.

Regulations state that no tanker may leave the Alaska port of Valdez without the "sucker" equipment, called a "containment barge," at the ready. Exxon signed off on the barge's readiness. But, that night twenty years ago, the barge was in dry-dock with its pumps locked up under arctic ice. By the time it arrived at the tanker, half a day after the spill, the oil was well along its thousand-mile killing path.

Natives watched as the now-unstoppable oil overwhelmed their islands. Eyak Native elder Henry Makarka saw an otter rip out its own eyes burning from oil residue. Henry, pointing down a waterside dead-zone, told me, in a mix of Alutiiq and English, "If I had a machine gun, I'd shoot every one of those white sons-of-bitches."

***
Exxon promised -- promised -- to pay the Natives and other fisherman for all their losses. The Chief of the Natives at Nanwalek lost his boat to bankruptcy. His village, like other villages, Native and non-Native, decayed into alcoholism. The Mayor of fishing port Cordova killed himself, citing Exxon in his suicide note.

On the island village of Chenega, Gail Evanoff's uncle Paul Kompkoff was hungry. Until the spill, he had lived on seal meat, razor clams and salmon Chenegans would catch, and on deer they hunted. The clams and salmon were declared deadly and the deer, not able to read the government warning signs, ate the poisoned vegetation and died.

The President of Exxon, Lee Raymond, helicoptered into Chenega for a photo op. He promised to compensate the Natives and all fishermen for their losses, and Exxon would thoroughly clean the beaches.

Uncle Paul told the Exxon chief of his hunger. The oil company, sensing PR disaster, shipped in seal meat to the isolated village. The cans were marked, "NOT FIT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION." Uncle Paul said, "Zoo food."

Paul didn't want a seal in a can. He wanted a boat to go fishing, to bring the village back to life.

Two years after the spill, Otto Harrison, General Manager of Exxon USA, told Evanoff and me to forget about a fishing boat for Uncle Paul. Exxon was immortal and Natives were not. The company would litigate for 20 years.

They did. Only now, two decades on, Exxon has finally begun its payout of the court award -- but only ten cents on the dollar. And Uncle Paul's boat? No matter. Paul's dead. So are a third of the fishermen owed the money.

***
Lee Raymond, President of Exxon at the time of the spill -- and its President when the company made the secret decision to do without oil spill equipment, retired in April 2006. The company awarded him a $400 million retirement bonus, more than double the bonuses received by all AIG executives combined.

***
Gail's oily hand never made it to national television. The networks were distracted with another oil story.

After sailing back to Chenega from Sleepy Bay, I sat with Uncle Paul, watching the smart bombs explode over Baghdad. Gulf War I had begun.

Uncle Paul was silent a long time. The generals on CNN pointed to the burning oil fields near Basra. Paul said, "I guess were all some kind of Native now."

************
For SuicideGirls.com
Greg Palast investigated fraud and racketeering claims for the Chugach Natives of Alaska. Now a journalist whose work appears on BBC Television Newsnight, Palast is the author of the New York Times bestselling books The Best Democracy Money Can Buy and Armed Madhouse. Visit GregPalast.com for more.

Check out the YouTube clip of Greg Palast on Air America's 'Ring of Fire' with Mike Papantonio on the Exxon Valdez and on the death of investigative reporting in America. Listen in this weekend on your Air America station.

And get ready: This Friday - the launch of GREG PALAST INVESTIGATES - On the Trail with investigative reporter Palast - with three of his latest ass-kicking BBC Television reports.

Palast is looking for co-producers for the film's DVD release. Support the team behind the work that the Chicago Tribune calls, "Stories so relevant, they threaten to alter history." Pre-order the DVD today.

Palast is a Nation Institute/Puffin Foundation Writing Fellow for investigative reporting.

CIDP Foundation on Morgellons & Nanomachines

Frightening stuff contained herein... with frightening implications... read on.

Morgellons & Nanomachines
CIDP Foundation
3-9-9

There is now strong data indicating that this disorder is associated with nanotechnology, specifically nanomachines in the form of nanofibers. The National Science Foundation (NSF) defines nanofibers as having at least one dimension of 100 nanometer (nm) or less.Fiber samples, taken from the skin of a Morgellons sufferer, when exposed to heat, did not burn until it has been heated to 1700 degrees F. As well, under examination with an electron microscope, fiber samples appear not to be organic. They have no eukaryotic cells, no cell membrane. Meaning that Morgellons is not a parasite, it is not biological, it is a machine. In March and April 2007, Jeff Rense published and broadcast some capable research based on scientific techniques including electron microscopy, energy dispersive spectroscopy, Fourier transform infrared spectroscopy and Fourier transform Raman spectroscopy. The Team Leader of the research unit was Dr Hilgegarde Staninger of Integrative Health International at Lakewood, California.

The preliminary findings were disturbing. Morgellons appears to be a communicable nanotechnology invasion of human tissue in the form of self-assembling, self-replicating nanotubes, nanowires, and nanoarrays with sensors.

Other nanoconfigurations associated with Morgellons disease carry genetically-altered and spliced DNA or RNA. The nanomachines which precipitate Morgellons thrive in alkaline ph conditions and use the body's bio-electric energy and other (unidentified) elements for power. There is evidence that certain of the tiny machines possess their own internal batteries as well. The Morgellons nanomachines are configured to receive specific tuned microwave, EMF and ELF signals and radio data.

At this point, why this is happening is anyone's guess. We do know that Morgellons is commonly found in all body fluids, orifices and often even hair follicles, and are believed to routinely achieve total body systemic penetration.

If these findings are correct, and Morgellons is nanotechnology capable of taking over biological systems, the question remains whether or not these nanomachines were the result of an accident, or a deliberate release with the intention of infecting people for some unknown purpose.

It is almost as if Morgellons is in the process of reconstructing people into an entirely different life form; a cyborg-like creature, both biological and machine. As well, with the reports that the Morgellons nanomachines are capable of receiving radio signals, this could indicate that each infected person/system would be able to communicate with other Morgellon sufferers, creating the potential that each person would be like a single brain-cell of a larger, artificial intelligence.

Are we facing an invasion by machine intelligence, or is this a twisted attempt by some unknown group or government to achieve the ultimate control of humankind? Considering the current world situation, it would not be unreasonable to imagine that someone could stoop to such evil as releasing something such as Morgellons upon an unsuspecting planet. Sometimes the smallest thing can cause the biggest problems. We have to take a deeper look, beyond the affliction itself, before we will find any substantial answers.

Seattle, Washington Pigs brutally beat 15 year old girl

Watch out in Seattle. Another stomach turner for you. Back in the 'old days,' we used to call them pigs for the ways they'd harass us. This is not the same thing. Not by a long shot. These are psychopaths. The idiot at the end... he's as bad as they are. Interesting that the news crew had to use a law to get the video. Says the whole force should be locked up.

And you're right, I have no tolerance for this. None. I don't know if that makes me 'like them.' All I know is I'd have blown his f-ing head clean off.

And Now Some 'Humor' From The World's Top Terrorist Nation

This just turns my stomach... no, worse than that, but I can't quite describe it. I'm mad as hell.

It shows exactly what these people are made of.

In the Middle Ages in Britain, tight-fitting metal cages were welded around the victim's bodies. Although that application severely grossed me out, maybe these guys should experience that, along with the dancing, cheering cameramen from 9/11 who were there to "record the event" and all those who direct them. I'm not usually given to such feelings, but killing women and babies with phosphorus, tanks and UZIs makes them much, much worse than anyone they claim is hurting them... now or whenever.

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Israeli Army T-Shirts Mock Gaza Killings

3:45pm UK, Friday March 20, 2009

Dominic Waghorn, Middle East correspondent

The Israeli army is at the centre of a second controversy over the moral conduct of its soldiers in as many days.

The printed t-shirts were discovered by an Israeli newspaper (Pic: courtesy of Yanai Yechiel)

The revelations centre on t-shirt designs made for soldiers that make light of shooting pregnant Palestinian mothers and children and include images of dead babies and destroyed mosques.

The t-shirts were printed for Israeli soldiers at the end of periods of deployment or training courses and were discovered by Israeli newspaper Haaretz.

One, printed for a platoon of Israeli snipers depicts an armed Palestinian pregnant women caught in the crosshairs of a rifle, with the disturbing caption in English: "1 shot 2 kills".

Another depicts a child carrying a gun also in the centre of a target.

"The smaller, the harder," read the words on the t-shirt.

According to a soldier interviewed by the newspaper, the message has a double meaning: "It's a kid, so you've got a little more of a problem, morally and also the target is smaller."

Another shows an Israeli soldier blowing up a mosque and reads "Only God forgives".

Above a ninja figure, yet another shirt bears the slogan "Won't chill until I confirm a kill".

The revelations, coming so soon after Israel's offensive in Gaza in which hundreds of civilians were killed - many of them women and children - are causing outrage.

Perhaps the most shocking design shows a Palestinian mother weeping next to her dead baby's grave, also in the crosshairs of a rifle.

It suggests it would have been better if the child had never been born, with the slogan "Better use Durex".

The controversy follows more revelations by other soldiers about abuses and the shooting of civilians during Israel's offensive during the Gaza offensive.

Ex-soldier and campaigner with Breaking The Silence, Michael Maniken, told Sky News Online this week's revelations suggest a pattern of immoral conduct in the army.

"The army keeps on saying we're talking about a few rotten apples but it seems the army doesn't understand there's a norm in this kind of action," he explained.

"We're hearing about this time and time again and the army seems disconnected from reality."

A spokesman for the Israeli Defence Forces (IDF) told Sky News Online, the t-shirts were printed on the private initiative of the soldiers and their designs "are not in accordance with IDF values and are simply tasteless. This type of humour is unacceptable and should be condemned".

Snakes Alive?

The following post originates from my What's All This, Then blog. What can I say, the thing caught my eye, so, here you go...

Baby Snakes? Mars? What? •March 20, 2009 •

Negotiating a path through the pretty blue fossils and rocks in this photo taken by the Mars Exploration Rover Spirit’s PanCam on it’s 960th Martian day is a most unusual little critter. See it? Right between the “rock” that looks like a fish and the one that looks rather frog-like. What is that? A worm? A snake? What the…? Naturally the NASA dudes drove right on by, as is their custom… sigh.

Haven’t seen anything like that up there before! Haven’t seen many string-shaped rocks either… here or there. At first I thought the groove in the very lower right might be a track, but I now don’t think so, as there’s none right at the object’s location and it’s pretty deep. No way to know if it moved, there’s only a few shots, and only from this camera, so we’ll never know. Me? I’m rooting for lifeform while we wait until someone with a sense of inquiry goes up there and finds out…

The PanCam page for Sol 960 is where you’ll find all the pics from the day, and here’s the page for the original image, which is by NASA/JPL/Cornell. Clicking on the image will take you to the color version on the aero.info Rover page, which automatically creates, daily (when available), very close to true color images.

Posted in Mars, Mars science, NASA
Tags: life, lifeform, Mars, NASA,photos,science, Sol 960, Spirit rover

Capitalism... And Dead Fish

A Simple Fish Story

A small boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.

"Not very long," answered the Mexican.

"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American.

The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.

The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life."

The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."

"And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."

"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican.

"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.

"And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"Afterwards? Well my Friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!"

"Millions? Really? And after that?" said the Mexican.

"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."

And the moral is.......

Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.

"Only dead fish go with the flow."

thanks to Robert Sterling

Keep Looking Up!

In a wonderful bit of news that's cheered me up no end, my best pal Skylaire Alfvegren is now the Los Angeles correspondent for UFO Examiner. Look for a new post every few days. Click here for Skylaire's first report. It's sure to please your head...

While she was at it, she passed along this wonderful Cthulhu-infused humor piece from those skallywags at The Onion.

And in related news of good fortune befalling my friends, click here for a very nice review of my good pal Mick Farren's band The Deviants' compilation CD On Your Knees Earthlings.

The Cat-Boy of China

Found at Phantoms and Monsters, and subsequently lots of places, I first thought that this kid's picture was created for entertainment purposes... but soon found out that that was wrong... he really does have glowing eyes!

I'd thought that only at least semi-paranormal entities could possess that feature within their physiognomies... so much for that! I wonder, along with the attendant Fortean and medical / scientific aspects of the lad's condition... how his mates treat him in school and at play... he doesn't appear to be upset... they must be cool with it. I think after the initial intake of breath and realizing the dude was okay, as it were, that it'd be pretty swell to have a buddy who's eyes glowed and could read in total darkness.

...below from P&M...

China's 'Cat-Boy'

A 'cat-boy' has stunned medics with his ability to see in pitch black with eyes that glow in the dark.

Doctors have studied Nong Youhui’s amazing eyesight since his father took him to hospital in Dahua, southern China, concerned over his bright blue eyes.

Dad Ling said: "They told me he would grow out of it and that his eyes would stop glowing and turn black like most Chinese people but they never did."

Medical tests conducted in complete darkness show Youhui can read perfectly without any light and sees as clearly as most people do during the day.

Experts believe he was born with a rare condition called leukodermia which has left his eyes with less protective pigment and more sensitive to light.

More Out Than In? The Quantum Key?

I looked this dude up on Google, and it was a bit of a surprise to see positive stuff about him, so I thought it okay to post this. He's actually on LinkedIn, where he lists his interests as: quantum physics, vacuum energy, zero point energy, aether, consciousness, subconscious mind, collective unconscious, water fuel cells, overunity devices, "free energy", scalar electromagnetics, reading, driving, road trips, hiking, meditation, writing... interesting... as if you're reading this blog no doubt you as I share at least some of them. Anyhow, here's the press release for his eBook... see what you think.

Young Quantum Sage Shatters Paradigms

A researcher that is balanced in both advanced energy and consciousness sciences reveals paradigm shattering principles of nature to the masses.

After 22 years of probing the secrets of nature through meditation and hands on experimentation, Aaron Murakami, has released a ground-breaking book that explains to the average person how to connect the dots from the quantum world to the large scale universe, which includes solving the mystery of gravity, inertia and time.

The principles can be applied to consciousness sciences so that people can understand how a thought turns from an intangible bit of virtual potential into a physically manifested thing.

Aaron believes that any person with a holistic mindset absolutely must be able to *GROK* the seamless connection of how the universe is built in order to finally understand our seamless connection to it.

Gravity for example interacts with every single cell, molecule, atom and subatomic particle that makes up our body. Many people in the energy healing field talk about energy and potential but none of them can even tell you what energy and potential is, where it comes from and how it is tapped.

Aaron's book, The Quantum Key - The Simple Guide to the Quantum World - Unlock Your Infinite Abundance has many distinctions and as Aaron says, "Our blind spots must be illuminated by the light of distinctions. This is the way to empowerment."

Aaron Murakami believes that mankind needs to wake up to this higher consciousness before any of the big global issues can be solved. As long as the masses are kept in the dark about the true principles of nature and the physics of abundance, they will remain slaves to the deception.

He believes that there is no better time than now to release The Quantum Key outside of his close community of researchers.
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