Category: Thoughts

Healing the Military Mind

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It’s not a simple fix, please be patient with yourself.

Disclaimer: I am not a psychologist with training nor credentials. I’ve just studied people my whole life and had a conversation the other day with someone discharged from military. Thought I’d publish it here as a first draft first and potentially put it edited on my web site HumanBounce.com on a military individual specific page. Whether people admit to it or not, I have contributed some famous military/armed forces centric and themed fictional stories for film and television. I’ve been a ghost creative and Hollywood people don’t really know me because I did not mingle. I lived away from L.A. except for a few years in life.

Children are born of another human being, a peaceful solitary life. It was a calm, warm, soft, soothing, very buffered life in the suspension within a womb. Our eyes are closed, our ears not fully developed. We focus on growth and living itself.

BORN!

The moment of shock comes when it is time to be birthed. This was our first major battle. NOISE! CONFUSION! Lack of clarity! Our bodies in a LOT OF PAIN with the sensations of AIR, LOUDNESS, EVERYTHING FEELS UNFAMLIAR and we FIGHT to BE IN IT.

Men and women in our country’s military are brave people. They have been trained to perform well in the most adverse situations the world can give. They must have had a strong constitution within to even create a passion for warring and defense on the scale of community, state and national.

A military mind is a very fine, well trained mind, but with that training comes a lot of programming for built in second nature. What the average citizen may not realize is that programming may be an overlay upon a mind that has been with the person since birth. Some military people can assimilate the knowledge and training and it becomes a part of them, almost the fabric of their DNA. Others it is a constant overlord, or deeply rooted education in their mind and they are just very tuned in and practiced with it.

What can go wrong?

Even the best of minds can have a snap, big or small. A snap is a moment or a time when you question yourself and even have a strong desire to be the opposite of what’s bothering you. A single situation can cause this and the snap can last years, possibly decades. A snap can also occur when someone is pushed beyond a certain comfort zone for a long time. A snap can be a scar in someone’s personality that may take a long time to work around and heal.

What can go right?

Knowing you got scarred. Admitting to it. This is as important as identifying an open wound on your body and making sure it gets cleaned up, stitched, and tended to for however long it takes to heal. This may include not stretching, not running, not swimming in dirty waters, careful daily cleaning, healing herbs and ointments and follow ups with professional health care people. It may include education yourself on what it is and how to care for it for the best and fastest healing. The human soul needs this too. A military mind is still tough, and can make a change in a split second if necessary. When it comes to healing an emotional ailment though, patience and quality care is very important.

We can’t ignore how finely trained a military mind is. If it has a break or a snap, it needs good, thorough healing. It took a lot of years, maybe even decades to make a good one. Shouldn’t expect an overnight healing. If carefully healed, remade, rebuilt, it should be better than ever!

What to expect of yourself? Dear military mind, can you place yourself back in the womb? Are you able to take yourself to a safe place in thinking and keep your mind in a soft, comforted, suspension? Can you bring back your non-military mind? You do not have to share your thoughts. Take your mind and body HOME, to your original HOME. The one that can’t ever be taken away again. The place of solitude and fortitude. Exist there. Return there. Then slowly remember a non-military mind. If you can’t remember yours, your healing may need external help of a professional.

Finding Home Within

The importance of finding home is to set your anchor in this world, and in your life.

You don’t have to buy it. You need to FIND IT.

If you can’t remember home, which is your core self or deepest self image, you may have to create multiple sessions of rekindling that spirit… that spark… that was you.. when you were the most proud of yourself.

Some say buying your own home, owning it… is a sense of PRIDE.

You don’t have to own a space or a physical place. Just own yourself!

Own what makes you, your own castle. Or palace. Or fortress.

What are you made of? Who are you?

Fraud Cake

(not all that different than word salad)

There are specific ways to make a cake that people can eat.
There are many unspecific ways to make a cake people cannot eat.

A fraud cake may look like a dog bowl with some sand and dirt, p-ss, dandruff, leaves from the ground around it… maybe even some leftover meat sitting on the ground from lunch that has ants on it. This can be stirred with fingers, a stick, even a shoe. It doesn’t need baking. It can be served to any one who asks for it.

Like the Emperors New Clothes, anyone can receive the bowl and accept it, call it “cake”. No one is going to force them not to.

Being a Hollywood “Ghost Owner”

This is accurate, isn’t it. I was JUST A GHOST that helped create some of the biggest IP ideas in Hollywood in recent decades. Just helped. Maybe sparked too. Hard to say.

But I am not connected to money, not even a low paying salary at any studio.

Some people met me in person. Including MANY from Dreamworks, Amblin and Universal. Even the WGA and the Academy. Guilds too. But I am not THE OWNER of anything in L.A. Just a ghost owner I guess that was never made to be real.

Studio Ghibli used to know me. I was Spirited Away. Or an inspiration for some of it.

Just a spirit. And that’s why people shouldn’t be abusing me ever.
People must have panicked, thought I was a real owner.

If I were k-lled, people wouldn’t have even had the ghost that I am. And they did want me still for free IP ideas. Which I can’t give freely now.

BUT I AM A HUMAN BEING. I HAVE NEEDS. People are trying to keep me beholden and dependent on family for money… and they don’t have much because snoopers and their people kept stealing it from my people. Far outside of L.A.

A long time ago a man told me I could own names someday. It’s here now. I do own NAMES ONLY: “Amblin, Inc., Dreamworks, Universal Studios, Inc., Universal Pictures LLC” and more…

I don’t have money or position with people in L.A. because of NO MONEY. I can’t have too much, they may k-ll me for the money and not care if my body dies. I’m liked as a ghost.

THIS MAY HAVE HAPPENED in the 1970s because of foreign nationals who wanted to work but had a hard time getting a job not being a U.S. citizen. So they may have “joined hands” with me and my identity to get some cool things made in Hollywood over the years. May be why they’ve kept me away. My body anyway.

There may still be foreign nationals in the U.S. who HAVE MONEY but are not legal enough to be famous or well known but may have used my identity in L.A.

Must have gotten out of hand in the 1970s and 80s. They didn’t allow me to ever come back ABOVE THE LINE in a real, genuine way.

I was complaining about it originally, but the more I think on it I don’t really need to get L.A. at all. But people need to know WHICH PERSON I ACTUALLY AM. I’m NOT human trafficking people. I have no contracts even for that, let alone a working relationship with people in Hollywood.

I’ve really been just a ghost.

Update: 7/16/2022, Just came up with this story telling idea in another place. Adding it on here.

ANOTHER LIFE STORY

You what this looks like in another “life story”? It would be like a talented future doctor.. not in their teens yet, being trafficked by a migrant field worker living in tents, through their network the future doctor NEVER GETS THEIR REAL EDUCATION NOR PROFESSION and is forced to help illegals with delivering babies, stitches, colds/flus, emergency abortions and more–in tents, poor houses, even taken out of country. Never has enough money for a home, their own family. And one day decades later sees that now old migrant worker driving expensive cars and spending time with famous people. In my case, if I were that future doctor… some of my life-saving ideas may even be in the hands of a nobel prize winner on television news or some famous researcher in a magazine. Meanwhile I got older and find I have less people in my life than I did before I met the migrant worker who said he needed help for “his people” decades ago.

Spinning Tolkien

The snoopers are trying to copy me right now, so I am posting this as I go today!

I have an inspiration to write something with a lot of Tolkien spirit. Maybe even get some Studio Ghibli mixed into it. Be the medium for both English/Japanese spirituality and writing in a fantastical world.

Characters that touch us all. Like visiting a favorite town, even if not in our own country… or existing world.

Perhaps define a bad guy, good guy and what all that means. Villians and heroes. The light and dark of the world they exist in.

Is anyone HEARING someone on the ‘wind’ speaking this out? Right now? They are not hearing ME speak out loud. They are watching my computer screen somewhere. Let’s see them hit delete enough to erase this paragraph. (Well I’ll leave this here. Perhaps the snoopers can try to hack and remove it. I doubt it though.)

How fantastical a world? Do I need goblins and Orcs? Or can they just be crooks and hoodlums and thugs? Killer bees and sharks? This could begin ANYWHERE. I may or may not chose a like-kind scene and USE IT… then spin my own tale from there! A place I liked watching on a big or small screen, or one I read about in a fictional novel?

This is MY HOBBY. My project. Who is talking about it as theirs right now?

I am curious, who is going to claim this was their idea… in L.A. in the coming days or weeks? You know, in person. Speaking of it, out loud. Pretending it is theirs?

A.P. please retire my imposters. Whoever they are, whatever they look like. They need a new person to copy.

I’m considering how many different kinds of creatures I can write in, and how close to Tolkien I should get? Or a hat-tip gesture to a Studio Ghibli character? You see, it IS NOT ABOUT COPYING. It’s honoring. Not stealing, not using, it is being inspired by something extraordinary. And acknowledging it, and forming my own story or creature, character, moment.

Why is someone snooping my typing and SPEAKING IT on the ‘wind’? Or trying to?

If a snooper owned this computer, or this page, or someone working for a snooper were typing this… they would probably be deleting the mention, any mention of snooping… copying, and related. But THIS IS MY COMPUTER… I’ve been the target of many. So I’m leaving it.

A ranger rides hard and fast through the tundra-like land. His hope the sun won’t rise in time to catch him in flight…

Sounds of hundreds of quiet rabbits chattering all around… but the forests are distant… stars light his way and his horse scrambles on the ancient fragmented stones…

Streams of falling stars are heard between strides…

FOONK, the fork-spoon-knife

I’ve posted about FOONK before when it was a first design and printing. I’m creating this new post to re-announce it since the design is COMPLETE now. It is available print-to-order and is NOT being mass produced. Currently only available as a food safe plastic. Here are some images for you to enjoy!

FOONK as it looked before sent to the 3D printing company.
Test print in a fine detail plastic that is NOT food safe but very accurate.
This is the current final version of FOONK. The black plastic is similar to the type used for hard plastic cooking spatulas.

To Anger or Not About Being Human

Truth is, we are all dumb-looking. We don’t even last very long. Most of us don’t make it to 100 years old!

We all have our agendas, goals in life. But we are STILL HUMANS.

Are we impressive? I don’t know. I can’t breathe under water, I don’t have wings to fly. I’m bipedal and require all kinds of foods and liquids on a regular basis. I have put up with bad humor and good humored people daily. You too?

That’s the point. We are g-damn human being. Made of flesh and bone. We can kill each other or make each other look bright or stoooopid. Humans. We are obviously here on Earth to torment each other with our “different strokes for different folks”. You know… that is ALL IT IS. Our differences are what cause conflicts. Just differences. If we were all the same we’d probably have very boring lives nodding at each other as a salute! Haha.

Really, communists may be really angry at me, socialists too. Democrats? Republicans? Religious sects? Gangs? Cults?

Why, because they can’t write like I do. Roast people with words?

Remember that. We are all HUMAN BEINGS. By design, a little different than each other. Is it worth damaging another one because they are too different? Or ending them permanently? I personally don’t think so.

The only people I think who should be ended before their natural time are the ones who m-rder people out of personal or professional conflict. Yeah re-read that one!

(Did I step far enough away from Hollywood talking yet? I’m working on it!)

The Pathetic Truth About My “Fame”

I’m actually fatigued writing about my own defense in this world. All this in an attempt to get hits removed from my life. Allow me more freedom to work and earn money, even obtain more formal studies. I’ve had to move from Twitter one-liners to elaborate blog postings. I believe the message is clearer now. I’ve stopped dropping hints, I’ve written long and hard on me and my circumstance in life. Where I fit in, in the greater puzzle of Hollywood and peoples fraudulently connected. Hope by doing so, others understand I am not the only one who has suffered. I’m a key person who did though, and the misconception of my life has affected others adversely.

I was probably more important decades ago than now. Just to get hits off me and people around me I’ve had to get less important. Even now, taking retirement is to save myself from brutal hits and kidnappings to L.A. I am hoping taking “retirement age” releases me and also releases hit people from being interested in me. I’m becoming less a target now that people know just how unconnected I’ve actually been, and how little money I’ve actually obtained in life.

It is pathetic that I was taking hits just so foreign national, homeless, hungry criminals(even people were not originally criminal) could make money from criminals with money. Are people reading this?

THIS because the U.S. government was not protecting me, or not enough since BEFORE grade school. Police were threatened and paid off to “allow” this to happen to me and my family. I am SPEAKING LOUDLY ON THIS BECAUSE MAR A LAGO and their people IS INVOLVED. MAR A LAGO. Though I do not think Donald Trump himself knew how dumb and bad my life was. I don’t think he and his wealthy people friends actually know how bad it has gone. So I am not blaming him, only his lower people.

Because I am a non-violent person, unarmed, no gang affiliation, even physically compromised from injuries dating back to my childhood, I was never a real threat to anyone.

In many ways I was like a teacher/academic type of person. I studied things around me. Stories, books, the news. I was not a thug or a ring leader. Just an average person who did homework, not formally given by a school or scholarly institution.

A similar post of this by me is on Linkedin.com.

Identity

The truth is.. and I have learned about it in my near half-century of life: People should NOT possess each other.

That means trying and doing it. Taking something of someone else and using that as your own. Something OBVIOUSLY once belonging to someone else.

This may even include a wife or husband using their partner’s shirt or car, even using their favorite sayings. I believe even this is a wrong trait or habit. It isn’t a sign of love to “remove” or “re-assign” something symbolic belonging to someone. Like stealing a famous guitarist’s musical instrument. It will NEVER have the same meaning as it did in the owner’s hands, arms, possession.

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In my childhood I strove to be original in thinking, even if I was INSPIRED by someone else. It was a GOAL to be unique, stand out, different, even in understanding similar things. My own goal was to understand things even better than people I met or read about. It has been a part of my personal journey.

The Need For Education Globally May Be More Important Than I Realized Previously

I’ve been a victim of some very tough people my whole life. I don’t see them regularly because most are in prison and their “comrades” have been legally restrained to keep them away.

In recent times, I’ve been giving my dog aspirin and even some thyroid help meds now and then and she shows signs of better health as a result. I know what toxins have done to my body and what microwave radiation does too. My dog has been affected. High energy dog, crying now and then, laying around, only wanting to play max 1hr total during the day.

Educated people solve problems.

Uneducated people ABUSE. They abuse other people, things, even animals.

I just put this in a nutshell. A need to educate even thugs. About something as simple as “problem solving” vs. “abuse”.

I witnessed it in a child once. One who had been abused. He couldn’t change his world, so he just broke things at certain opportunities. It was an EXPRESSION of EMOTIONS. TO BREAK SOMETHING. Because they feel broken. Unable to make a change. Still thuggery. Still a lack of education.

It takes just some education to teach SELF CONTROL. I bring this up, because I feel MORE SELF CONTROL is needed in this world.

Human beings shouldn’t have to complain about other human beings “losing control” and acting out “adversely”.

If you can’t solve a problem yourself, you need to get help. Get someone who can help you SOLVE the problem. Not just SMASH the hell out of things. Even your favorite toys, or people you need in life. (People you don’t need in life are usually ignored and not turned into a victim of abuse(s)).

It’s a general rant. Humans do this to each other in families and shouldn’t. ACTING OUT and abusing people they need.