a Native American Nation Within United States Borders

Native Americans in Washington D.C. (image from Washington Post)

Today is November 26th, 2021 and it is Native American Heritage Day which has been an annual event since 2009 when Barack Obama signed it in. To the few who knew me, I was very behind this happening. I know not all presidents wanted to take that leap of recognition or were pressed not to. I’m glad it finally got done and we can now celebrate it! I say “now” because it is clear that all these hundreds of years we haven’t thanked the original owners of “the table” newcomers to the Americas were fed at. The Native American Indians were PROVIDERS to people in the early days. They gave advice in the new world. They were not as sophisticated and could not protect themselves from “old world criminals” and their peoples were cornered and pushed aside. And that is the nice way of putting it.

I grew up in the United States, in the Hawaiian Islands far from Washington D.C. but I was close to political students and teachers. Some professional politicians were in and out of our circles through the years. It just kept me aware and paying attention as I tried to get through the pains of childhood and teenage years. I DID NOT get formal U.S. studies in high school like I would have liked. I was moved around to different schools and my U.S. history may look weaker than some new U.S. citizens! I’ve studied it over the years though in spite of missing out on formal studies in school. The school of life is vibrant and interesting if you open yourself to it, and it allows you to learn more perspectives from the beginning instead of being programming in classes taught by a few teachers with strict curricula. I’ve tried to be opinionated only when I felt I had enough knowledge to make an opinion known. Otherwise I remained silent until I had time to review or think about it more. This has lead me to be specific in my writing, but also I too have become vibrant in thinking and writing. I am a product of the learning I gave myself. My words are not based on a single movie, narrative or documentary. It’s a culmination of decades of picking up pieces and analyzing them. Those pieces are everything from speaking with people in person, to films, text books, magazines, blogs, reading and watching the news and more. They are MY PIECES and MY OPINIONS that result.

Here is what I am thinking. Just an idea. I haven’t even researched if this would be popular or not.

How about two native nations in the United States?

Two? You may ask. Yes. Native American Indian and Hawaiian. Granted the Eskimos shouldn’t be forgotten either, perhaps they can join the Indian nation or be allowed to be the Eskimo Nation?

Native Hawaiians marching in Honolulu, Hawaii

This is what comes to mind. The Hawaiians were in Hawaii before the old world explorers dropped in and changed things. The American Indians were there before the same. It is fair, very fair to call them the original and native peoples. I propose they each have their own nation within the U.S. borders and be better represented legally in Washington D.C. and in the media. I truly do not feel they are getting enough respect day to day. They should be better known to the mass audience, even global. I’m not saying these nations within a nation should be more powerful than the U.S. government, but I believe our country should know them better. If this means improving their lives so they look better, maybe we should be doing this. Otherwise the old world came to the lands of the Americas and terrorized what they found and that’s all it was. No, that was not meant to be a pleasant sentence and statement. It’s my sprung-finger-thwack on some heads of people reading this. I’m waking up to this too.

Image from Morning Starr

Two Native Nations (perhaps three)
This is based on geography and DNA pools.

Native American Indian Nation
Native Hawaiian Nation
Eskimo Nation

Bitter the Snowman

Notes and beginning of rough draft
October 30, 2021

I just wrote this a little while ago this evening. Straight out. No break. Fast enough to flow, not for artful handwriting. Bitter the Snowman draft in progress. October 30, 2021

Thin
Dirty snow, rocks, sticks
Old carrot nose
Dog pee yellowed snow
Wire arm

Abused
Ignored
Doesn’t face the street

A storm comes in, he is gone.

Windy
Scares children
Causes man to slip w/ice
Spins two kids around, gets them lost

Santa finds him.
Grumbles he had to leave his shop early, leave work to find Bitter.

Santa: “What’s going on, Bitter?”

Bitter: “I hate people. They don’t like me. I’m ugly on the outside, and I can’t change it. So I’m angry on the inside, can’t change it.”

Santa: “Bitter, if I change you for a day, will you be nicer to people? Halloween is over, the holidays are almost here. This is the time of year people don’t naturally like. They realize how long and hard the year has been, and the weather itself is working against them. It even costs more money this time of year, so it hurts pocket books. The more darkness and cold scares children, adults too, especially the homeless.”

Bitter: “I had a home. Unhappy people made me. I’m homeless now too.”

Santa: “Only a short time, Bitter. You were just a lawn decoration and we gave you some magic to move around. When the storm is gone, you’ll be home again.”

Bitter: “What is it you want, Santa? Guess I’m here today, gone tomorrow.”

Santa: “Bitter, it’s your your chance to be something different for a while. Ho ho ho!”

(Noises elsewhere, Bitter turns around and Santa is gone.)

To be continued…

I’ve been wanting to work on this a few days now. Had to feel a certain comfort, sense a “spring board”, a beginning and nature about it. Frosty the Snowman the animated movie is a favorite of mine. I don’t know it by heart, every scene that is, but I still feel it. I was very young when I first watched it. It brought me joy. A whole lot. I may have even pitched an angry snowman back then just as a villain for contrast. The truth is I enjoy happier than sad stories and really that’s my mark. It’s so easy to make dark stories, I guess so many angry underpaid writers out there who flesh them out. This is just a little self made story, no adults helping. (I’m snickering at that). I’ve really been messed up since childhood. Adults stealing my stories. This character Bitter reminds me of one of them. Even though I’ve suffered, I know others have too in this world. I don’t hate Bitter at all, I want Bitter the Snowman to have a story. I wish I had made this weeks ago. I may have made it with more Halloween elements. To be continued though… =)

In The Dark

I was on sets for Poltergeist and The Shining. Friday the 13th, even met Freddy Krueger , was a stand-in on Saw. And more. I get what horror movies are about. I gave some ideas for them, in person. Rumor has it even though they were abusive, the little men from Los Angeles did not want me to say the word m-rder, so I said how about “REDRUM”?

What about The Dark is the average human being most afraid of?

I just figured it out this evening. It’s the level, the scale of the unknown. The amount of darkness is just a visual representation of the lack of knowledge in proportion to the importance of needing to know. I may have just written the formula for a horror moment. That’s how we build suspense in a movie, we tease with ideas visual and other(just a creaking sound or a water droplet, then we slowly reveal… ever slowly… BANG!!! Bats fly all around us! IT’S CHAOS OF NOISE AND SHRIEKING AND LIGHT AND DARKNESS MOVING SO RAPIDLY FASTER THAN WE CAN BLINK!!!

Does an epiphany hit you like that? Or an inspiration? That’s good.

But it is The Dark that worries us all. That lack of knowledge about something is like walking down wooden stairs in a dark old house and not having time to check if the next stair will bear weight. We could make it through a situation just fine, stairs are stairs… same size, keep the same size step and you can go down or up a flight with your eyes closed. But what if you couldn’t hear your footsteps, and you didn’t know how many stairs there are, and your legs are cold and numb…

It’s The Dark. We all need to worry about it. The Dark is LACK OF KNOWLEDGE.

Why?

What if you knew how to “drive a car” and you got in, drove up a hill and on the downhill slope you FORGOT how to use the brakes?

What if a small crowd of people came up to you and gave you 10 minutes of information from various sources and they all missed one key thing and you began to make a decision, turned to look at them, turned back and finalized it… and the shuttle… up in orbit… skipped on the atmosphere and careened into a unregistered prototype from another nation that was too close and spying… causing a fireball and a bright screen of catastrophe and everyone in the room stopped breathing to watch… Oh, we had a moment… of The Dark we… didn’t address?

Do you cry? Think of the bright light of failure? Or The Dark that you overlooked. Were you cocky? Was it too simple a possibility that another aircraft was nearby? What goes in your next Dark? Your hate of failure or what you actually missed. At what point is damage control, or dinner?

People will continue to look at the dazzling failure on the screen. Some are not used to looking at it and want to find truth, hope. You have your back turned to the screen, wishing no one else was standing the room. You know what it all really means. The whole universe. You have a great mind, but in the moment you let others give you the information and answers. And they were not as educated nor prepared. What excuse will you give? You… blinked?

What do you see here? How about a man who can see at night and has no fear? That is the vision. The idea. “What path is yours, and which do you seek?”

the Human Kernel Panic

It’s that moment, or time when a person realizes their world isn’t what they thought it was and all that information they’ve based their life on wasn’t entirely correct for what is needed to continue their life as it was. So the person just stops, maybe even over reacts, panics or shuts down for a while. Their eyes may not be blue screens of death, but their inner machine and clock stops momentarily to witness: “This isn’t right, this is not what I expected.” Also known to me in street talk as the: “Oh sh-t moment” –but this tends to be more humorous and easier understood and fixable.

Are your feet no longer on the ground? Is there no ground, only sky now?

Well, if people’s inner machines, clocks have blown up and they are picking up the pieces, just realize you may not need all those pieces. Just enough to keep your individuality so you can move on. Could even be one piece. Maybe it is time for a spring cleaning in your life any way?

I’m studying a little bit of mindfulness right now, but I hold steady on the importance of “meaningfulness”. I believe most people glance over too much in their lives. Do not give enough credit to some very important moments in life that have actually affected them in permanent ways. If they had slowed down and really considered what was going on and what could happen with small changes in the events unfolding, even fleeting interpretations, they may have had different lives all together. Sometimes a nod can change your whole path, as could separately undermining a strategy or agenda that may have been more profitable or wholesome.

I’ve witnessed too many people with commitments to destruction, big and small. The ones I am thinking about destroyed their own lives too.

There is nothing wrong with having your own human kernel panic. See if you can learn from it, and reboot your mind to a revised operating system. There were probably too many conflicts, too much corruption in the system for it to run smoothly. If you are panicking, others may be too. The safest way to approach fixing this blue screen of death is to carefully remove the more invasive hacks and revert to a more stable, out-of-the-box, stock, normal system. If you are into cars, that may mean taking your street rod closer back to a stock suspension, or removing that high tech turbo unit that is too extreme for the engine, or going back to a regular than a mix for racing.

If you having software/hardware connection problems within the system, it could have too many aliases. Do you what that means? Short cuts.

Is the hard drive slow? Does it appear your system has random crashes? Have you considered all those hacked programs for speed or to circumnavigate legitimate licensing has caused damage throughout the filesystem, onboard databases, memory management?

Right. In our real world, friends of Neo, we have too many false identities, too many frauds. A fraud human being is like using a box for step, but it is made of cardboard and will collapse. A non-fraud human being is more solid and reliable. On a computer system, an “alias” or “short cut” is simply a LINK. It is not the program itself. We need fewer aliases in Hollywood, more genuine human beings.

Genuine human beings, that are not frauds have fewer operating system issues, may rarely kernel panic. Reliability is good for business, isn’t it?

Yes, this is very opinionated. But I felt like writing it just in case it helps someone somewhere. If it doesn’t help you in some way, hopefully you can write something better for us all sometime.

Dare to Dream

Block everything else out, take the time, own the moment… It’s be real in your mind if you can leave out OTHER PEOPLE’s MINDS. Really, that when you know it is YOURS. YOUR MOMENT.

How do you practice dreaming? It’s easier than you think. First you’ll have to stop absorbing everything that is immediately around you. Then think of a memory you can recall well. Within that memory, CHANGE IT. Add a person, a bird, a car, dialog or monologue that wasn’t there when it actually happened. Imagine different people saying the lines, change the clothes, change the ending…

And that is how you BEGIN. Good luck.

It’s late, but I wanted to be a part of my normal self. Back to dreaming, making, creating, existing elsewhere and in the same place. Good night, and enjoy your new beginnings. You can change them any time you want to.

Not me, but it is something I’d do.

Flesh and Bone – The Earth Keepers

My whole life I have studied people and all kinds things around us all. And that’s just one perspective. I look for answers to questions most people don’t even bother thinking about, let alone asking.

Here is an answer I came up with the other day after traveling in various ways, many hundreds of miles.

Our human bodies were NOT designed for fighting. We are mostly soft flesh held up by mostly hollow, and definitely porous bones. We are not naturally armored nor posses a weapon built in. Look at your own hands. They are soft, no barbs or spikes. Human genitals are soft too and naturally very sensitive–they are not weapons. We are covered in skin that can be burned by just sunlight. Our bodies are sensitive to hot and cold. We bleed easily.

The human body has evolved and is by design a listener to the world around us. We have a mind and physical senses to understand what makes the Earth what it is and what we have to do to keep ourselves and it alive in the most optimal way.

Our bodies are not designed to attack each other. We are not battle animals. We are Earth keepers. Understanding the bodies we have, we understand all the life around us. ALL of it. We understand plants and wild animals, the micro organisms in the sea, the molecules we breath in and out.

Think about what I just wrote. I hope you can remember your true humanity before your life ends. Some of you may only have minutes, some decades.

Some flesh partying at the beach.

This is a first draft, subject to change. I just wanted to see it written out as it is, the core of what I was thinking in the moment.

Hidden Messages in the News Media

Update: scroll past these paragraphs to read the story I wrote online LIVE the other day.

I wrote on my private Twitter account today the importance of of KNOWING THE CONDITIONS(Such as are the same people available? Does it make sense to steal money from someone who already has less than you? Should you really invite your old friend to visit and insist they play football with you when you have a broken leg or they do?) of what is actually going on around you before you do anything triggered by what you read or watch in the news media. What I saw recently were OLD MESSAGES from decades ago, and what I fear is that old contacts may try to do old tasks, and new people may take the messages differently and do something that does not pertain, does not make sense, and could even back fire on themselves. Just be very careful when trying to match what you’ve been told in the past with what is currently being said around you.

To the criminals: Ordering repeat hits may be sending the wrong messages to your own people, and other people who know about them. What if you ordered someone to have their car stolen because it was a beautiful Mercedes that could be given to someone else or sold black market? And you order the same hit years later… only to have an old Ford Fiesta show up with your driver who says, “Hey, this is the only car the guy has.” And then you get really upset because you saw a beautiful new Mercedes on the target’s Facebook page. Mad, you call up some people. “What happened? I thought he got a new Mercedes?” They respond, “No just a rental car for a few days to impress his old mom.”

Why was this last paragraph even mentioned? Because people, criminals…? Make hits on people they read about in the news. For instance, my family in the 1970s put a medium sized(vs. a little thumb sized) newspaper ad for their mom&pop small business–because business was down and they wanted new clients–and because it looked so good, criminals sought them out to steal money from them!

Here is a made up story(different than my Twitter epic!).

A neighbor is in the news because she is going through a divorce and she was known in her community, and has to close down a store she owned with her husband. Now, some people may read into the article. Oh, she’s divorcing him because she wants all HIS MONEY. So someone puts a hit on her to charge extra at a restaurant, or to have her car fixed–for years. Someone else says, “I don’t like women who divorce men, so I told my pals NOT to let her enjoy the ladies club pool–make sure children show up and make noise when she goes there!” But it turns out, the husband had asked her to divorce him so he could save face with his relatives. He even secretly bought her a new car. KNOW THE CONDITIONS.

I’ve decided to post the ORAL STORY I gave online via Twitter… though I typed it out. It is written as if spoken in person, and am talking to someone or a group. I didn’t edit the posts from what I copy and pasted from MY OWN Twitter account.


Public Messages

Premise
A story with a lesson, posted on Twitter June 28th, 2021. A warning about the meaning of public hidden messages.

“I wouldn’t do that. The same people are NOT in the same places.”

“If you use a blanket old message, you are setting forth attitudes and actions that may not fit at all, overall.”

“Here is an example of using an OLD message: There is a fire bell in the town square. In the old days, if it was rung, ALL the men and boys would go to the well and gather water, and prepare to save a house or store.”

“Decades later, someone rings the bell in earnest, because their house is on fire. But the fire department never got a phone call so they won’t get off their seats.”

“Worse, this person is so intent on ringing the bell some people get curious as ask him what is going on. He is frantically ringing it. But when asked, he replies, ‘I don’t have a home, I.. just wanted attention.”

“But because of the frantic ringing, someone had called the fire department and they started getting ready, slowly. And one of them came running to the man at the bell, ‘What’s going on?'”

“The frantic ringing draws in more people and the police show up and ask what is going on? We are supposed to me on COVID isolation, 6ft apart, no crowds!”

“Far away, in a little house an old man hears the bell. He was one of the firemen who saves homes and lives. Back then he was big and strong. Today he grabs some clothes and runs out of the house, falls down his stairs and breaks his fragile hip.”

“Meanwhile, because the bell was rung in a certain way… someone else heard it, and remembered what THEY were supposed to do. They were supposed to rob the neighbors home while they were gathering water. It was all preplanned…”

“But this person CHECKS THEIR KNOWLEDGE. They first smile to themself, well, this is decades later… and yes, looking out the window, those are different neighbors. And, we have cell phones for the fire department.”

“This person may have been programmed, have to get $10,000 to another person because that bell rang a certain way. Do they, grab a gun and rob someone else to accomplish this? Or maybe that neighbor is the same people, but they don’t have money. They were robbed decades ago.”

“The would-be robber gets a phone call while they are hesitating. Yelled at. Why are you NOT HERE? Apparently another house was a targeted, other side of town. And this guy didn’t get the message.”

“He responds, no one told me. So I still live here, in my original home.”

“The caller responds, you were supposed to be living on this side of town, why didn’t you move?”

“The would be robber responds, look, my job is on this side of town. Who was supposed to tell me to move?”

“The caller says a name, and the would be robber says, well he went off to war in Iraq. Never came back. So I’ve been here. (phone hangs up)”

“So the would be robber is sitting in his home, looking out the window at the target house. Knowing he has a gun under his bed he can use. Does he still need to get money from those people?”

“Because if that call was from who he thinks it was, HE is responsible for making sure those people get the money.”

“Now do you understand why OLD messaging should NOT be re-used? People may not be where they are supposed to be. Conditions may be very different too.”

“Is everyone expecting the would-be robber to grab his gun, go next door and threaten teenagers and their parents, and grandparents for money?”

“I’m going to write a short film screenplay based on today’s Twitter feed writing. I feel this is a VERY IMPORTANT LESSON.”

“What if one of the teenagers at the next door house is a child of one of the people across town who wants the money, and THEY DO NOT want their child harassed or accidently shot at?”

“NOT GUARANTEED SCENE: A mailman knocks at the door of the would-be robber’s home and gives him an envelope. Once back inside he opens it, it is a check for $10k, with no name on it. He could write his own on it, or CASH and just cash it.”

“CONTINUED: He decides to get that check to the people across the town, and they get the money and leave town again. The next door neighbor never gets disturbed, the would-be robber never even got his gun out from under his bed.”

“CONTINUED: The would-be robber watches the news. Those people he got the money to apparently left town and went overseas. They are in the news, murdered at a crime scene on CNN. They released a toxin on a train, and hundreds fell ill.”

“CONTINUED: The would-be robber watches the news intently, his neighbors must be too. He hears screaming from the next door home.”

“CONTINUED: There is an old man next door, in anguish because he knows what happened. He was NOT aware those people across town were in town to get money, so he did NOT warn his connections about the terrorist threat.”

“CONTINUED: The other screaming was the teenager who recognized the mug shots on CNN. One was a parent he thought was still in prison.”

“CONTINUED: On another day, the man who frantically rang the bell was discovered to be homeless and starving. He is peacefully eating a meal in jail. He had to punch some people at the town bell so he could keep ringing it.”

“CONTINUED: A weary FBI agent asks the homeless man through the bars. ‘Who told you to ring that bell?’ The homeless man answers, I was told if I rang it someone would give me a free meal.”

“CONTINUED: THE END.”

“MORAL OF THE STORY: Don’t be that teenager who punked the homeless guy into getting arrested for free food.”

This writing, as is all my writing is subject to copyright protection. In the case of this short story above, I have registered it also with the Writers Guild of America Registry.

a World Plan

This is a rewrite due to lost data on my web site.

The idea of a New World Order scared people so they didn’t really want it. It didn’t ring out through every corner of the United States, that’s for sure. It had a nice sound to it, like a spring cleaning at first but that’s about it. We liked the idea of improvement and clarity, but not the forced labor or the potential of harsh management, even misguidance. No one wanted that kind of change–it sounded tyrannical to me too.

What I wrote about last month was the idea of a World Plan. A gathering of a wide group of experts to create an ever-evolving PLAN for running the Planet Earth as smoothly, efficiently, humanely as possible. Not just scientifically smooth, also economically. In search of greater predictability and the curbing of loses.

To date we have governments and think tanks, usually non-profits who focus on positive change or preventing too much negative changes. What happens though is that it is often the same group of people involved, in the same or similar positions for years. It comes across sounding like the same voice or voices over the decades. What I propose is the idea of a new global non-profit with a larger leadership and pool of talented thinkers that rotate or cycle through on a regular basis. A global forum that welcomes contributors from all walks of life and expertise. Instead of small rooms, or theaters of people, how about the size of a colosseum? Broaden our scope(s), a larger net to capture and harness the power of the sum total of the Earth’s abilities and forces–natural and man made.

The goal is to create a World Plan. A plan to manage the whole planet.

Last month when I first thought and wrote about it, I likened it to a marine navigation chart. Some people are going to understand every single line, dot and symbol. While others are going to get simpler things such as what looks like land and water. We all have an interest in our Earth, well all have a stake in it. I don’t mean a dagger, more like business in description. There is something here for everyone, and there is something about it that matters to each one of us. On a navigation chart we can admire the art and graphics, how long the distances are, even marvel at the importance of warning buoys properly labeled, lighted and placed. It’s a metaphor of what a World Plan could be.

This is an example of a navigation chart. A paper one is something every one can touch and feel, experience. Someone trained or educated can read it. An expert can help make it or add to it as needed.

Humble apologies if this is not as well written as the first time around. I don’t even have notes from it. It was off the cuff as is most of my writing. I am backing up this web site more now. It’s possible I’ll come back and rewrite some of this at some point.

An Allegory of a Table

Imagine a square table top, one that a single person can carry. No legs on it, just the top.

A man or a women carries this table top and sets ONE corner on a brick wall that is just high enough to be like a leg.

Another person is very wealthy and they hire a small company to produce a fancy leg for the table and this person adds this to a SECOND corner.

Another person is clever and skilled, makes a leg for the table them self and adds it to the THIRD corner.

The last person to contribute finds a nearby stick on the ground and sets it under the FOURTH corner of the table.

Which corner or person are you, and which do you want to be?

It’s not a trick question, it is an answer for you to ponder. How do you value yourself, and what role is yours that you want to be? Which leg is the strongest, fastest, most valuable? There is no right or wrong answer. This may or may not be key in how you exist in this life you are given. This is just a fictional story. You can add to it too. Maybe you are one who is going to have dinner on this table, or maybe you are the bird that visits the person adding a leg. It’s up to you!

This is an original work. Just thought of it, wrote it out now. Please be honorable and acknowledge my authorship if you quote this elsewhere.

Noah and the Flood

I have two ideas that came to my mind the other day and I just couldn’t write them down. Both are complicated.

I decided to read some of Genesis found in both the Christian bible and also the Jewish Torah. I came across the well known story of Noah.

Before I read much, it first came to my mind that there may have been other Noah’s in the past. It may have just been where I was reading about Noah. Then I thought, how could he have lived to be over 900 years old? I think I figured it out, just an idea. If you counted his predecessors and his descendants, the tally may come up to 900 years at the time of Noah’s death. This Noah of the Ark, who had his first sons at the age of 500.

Now if you think of other leaders from other nations and cultures of that past and closer to 1 BC some were counting an individual’s age in the hundreds. For instance a Roman who lived to be 1000+ years old. Some of the wealthy male Romans were known to have more than one wife. Imagine if those woman had multiple children, and their children had children and possibly more. That one Roman man could tally the years of all those lives and call himself having lived 700? 800 years of age. From his birth, to his death.

The other idea I had the other day, was also about Noah’s Ark and the massive flooding all over the Earth. No one I’ve ever known had a real idea as to how it could be possible for such floods to really have existed, other than it stormed a lot.

I have another idea to add to that. The moon controls the water tides on the Earth. If the moon got closer to the Earth, the tides would be more violent. There would be lower low tides and higher high tides. If it, the moon, got close enough, it could possibly move enough waters to places where it could cover a vast landscape, even covering low, maybe high mountains.

As the tides changed, so would the storm action. Now we all know the moon orbits the Earth. The storming might become much more violent, around the whole planet. If the moon were low enough to do this, it may not be able to quickly regain its normal orbit further away, which would mean the stronger tides and storms would last longer than normal.

Here is my idea, that I’ve never seen written of or spoken of in my own lifetime. And I have asked people and read about Noah. It’s a great story. What if, the moon were hit by an asteroid large enough, with enough mass and inertia that its orbit changed? Maybe it is possible the moon got pushed toward Earth long enough for Noah to get his massive flood. I realize that is highly speculative, but what if?

I’ve read somewhere, that there has been massive flooding on Earth before. Maybe many times. And we know the whole moon is covered in craters from asteroid hits. Some of those craters are very large, and appear to be very old.

Here is my last thought on the moon coming closer to the Earth. If it were hit by an asteroid, big enough, fast enough… AND it spun the moon, would it be possible that it could force it even closer because the orbit changed that much? Just an idea. If that were possible, then it could be the face of the moon we see today is not the same one Noah and past peoples saw in their time. I guess I’ll have to read up on that.