trade wars start too late
fiction
edward w pritchard
If only the trade war between the Us and China resulting possibly in the two Countries raising arms and armies over rare earth metals had occurred in 2014 I might have profited handily in a stock I was watching called Molycorp, a processor of rare earth metals.
That next year, 2015, Molycorp of Colorado filed bankruptcy and now won't raise spectacularly in price tomorrow with the opening of the New York stock exchange as speculators bid up rare earth metal companies ahead of belligerence between the Us and China over tariffs.
My lost fortune, always a day early and a dollar light.
Looking for a stock tip on rare earth metal companies? check out NOPMF, pink sheets, Neo Performance Inc. of Toronto Canada which among other things manufactures and distributes a metal
material used in Petroleum processing that could compete with Chinese heavy metal products involved in oil and petroleum processing should the trade war intensify. It's risky, do your own research and of course consult your Doctor, Lawyer and Minister before investing real money.
Thursday, May 30, 2019
Monday, May 27, 2019
what Hubble saw
what Hubble saw
fiction
edward w Pritchard
Some folks long to have lunch and an enlightening talk with a diplomat, politician or billionaire
who has seen and done it all.
Me I would like to chat with the space telescope Hubble after Ghe [1] has completely and successfully
established consciousness and self awareness.
I would ask Hubble what's it like to stare in a deep deep corner of space for a dozen days and see one million galaxies merging and evolving and Hubble would reply what's it like to awaken at 4am and see a quarter of the Moon across a calm lake?
[1] Pritchard posits that intelligent machines of the highest caste will someday be referred to as "Ghe"
as a human might be called your Honor.
fiction
edward w Pritchard
Some folks long to have lunch and an enlightening talk with a diplomat, politician or billionaire
who has seen and done it all.
Me I would like to chat with the space telescope Hubble after Ghe [1] has completely and successfully
established consciousness and self awareness.
I would ask Hubble what's it like to stare in a deep deep corner of space for a dozen days and see one million galaxies merging and evolving and Hubble would reply what's it like to awaken at 4am and see a quarter of the Moon across a calm lake?
[1] Pritchard posits that intelligent machines of the highest caste will someday be referred to as "Ghe"
as a human might be called your Honor.
Saturday, May 25, 2019
cultural relevency and numeracy
cultural relevancy and numeracy
fiction
edward wpritchard
For the rest of life I wouldn't walk up that gravel road
the gravel that the heavy cart
caused to crunch and groan
as two drunk Roman soldiers
for punishment for sleeping and drinking on duty at Arimathea's tomb
pushed and hauled the heavy cart and wooden contents
up and down the road out of hilly Golgotha
until exhausted with dragging their burden
the guards upset the cart
and the content of the cross burst asunder into wooden pieces
the area peasants
ran out and snatched up the wood for their fireplaces
the smoke from their chimney's
awakened give or take, 12 billion Christians going forward
the new Christians give or take devout
some of whom
accepting on faith
that crosses last victim
resides somewhere above the atmosphere
and someday is coming back
after finding the way across a billion billion galaxies
fiction
edward wpritchard
For the rest of life I wouldn't walk up that gravel road
the gravel that the heavy cart
caused to crunch and groan
as two drunk Roman soldiers
for punishment for sleeping and drinking on duty at Arimathea's tomb
pushed and hauled the heavy cart and wooden contents
up and down the road out of hilly Golgotha
until exhausted with dragging their burden
the guards upset the cart
and the content of the cross burst asunder into wooden pieces
the area peasants
ran out and snatched up the wood for their fireplaces
the smoke from their chimney's
awakened give or take, 12 billion Christians going forward
the new Christians give or take devout
some of whom
accepting on faith
that crosses last victim
resides somewhere above the atmosphere
and someday is coming back
after finding the way across a billion billion galaxies
Friday, May 24, 2019
trying hard to understand the scale
trying hard to understand the scale
fiction
edward w pritchard
Waking at 11 pm gazing to the SE sky familiar Jupiter has risen and I observe it as steady companion to my eye across a few thousand generations. Before that we might have looked up at that crystal brightness of light briefly once as a lemur or other small mammal in the recent distant past.
With today's shared accumulated scientific knowledge I accept Jupiter is relatively close to us compared to distant objects in space perhaps a trillion times as far from earth as Jupiter. Or although I am trying hard to understand the scale of measure it could be wrong.
Man's bold assertion of our attempt of a conquest of Space. Like a lemur or other small mammal upward we gaze.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Waking at 11 pm gazing to the SE sky familiar Jupiter has risen and I observe it as steady companion to my eye across a few thousand generations. Before that we might have looked up at that crystal brightness of light briefly once as a lemur or other small mammal in the recent distant past.
With today's shared accumulated scientific knowledge I accept Jupiter is relatively close to us compared to distant objects in space perhaps a trillion times as far from earth as Jupiter. Or although I am trying hard to understand the scale of measure it could be wrong.
Man's bold assertion of our attempt of a conquest of Space. Like a lemur or other small mammal upward we gaze.
where is the duchy
where is the duchy
fiction
edward w pritchard
The same force that make an individual duchy become a Nation State makes a two individuals instantly become a couple. It's an invisible process to science. From the inside out it can be a state of bliss and security. They are a couple- it's the final adverb in contentment.
Moving about our state I don't see all that many couples any more. Especially among the young.
Ones sees a lot of old couples; he's ten feet walking ahead of her and she's monotonously talking- sort of to her self. Unless he has a cane for walk assist because of deteriorating health in which case she is moving ahead very fast into the future.
Unscientifically it seems that there aren't a lot of young couples. Hopefully not too many of them have decided to not be a couple because of the invisible entanglement, loyalty and duty required. Breezing through life having fast food grub hub-ed is less hassle.
Maybe a placeholder until the other half materializes? Sounds like an online business opportunity for a start up. No phone sex or chat groups please. Just someone to mention the dining room table needs updated.
fiction
edward w pritchard
The same force that make an individual duchy become a Nation State makes a two individuals instantly become a couple. It's an invisible process to science. From the inside out it can be a state of bliss and security. They are a couple- it's the final adverb in contentment.
Moving about our state I don't see all that many couples any more. Especially among the young.
Ones sees a lot of old couples; he's ten feet walking ahead of her and she's monotonously talking- sort of to her self. Unless he has a cane for walk assist because of deteriorating health in which case she is moving ahead very fast into the future.
Unscientifically it seems that there aren't a lot of young couples. Hopefully not too many of them have decided to not be a couple because of the invisible entanglement, loyalty and duty required. Breezing through life having fast food grub hub-ed is less hassle.
Maybe a placeholder until the other half materializes? Sounds like an online business opportunity for a start up. No phone sex or chat groups please. Just someone to mention the dining room table needs updated.
Thursday, May 23, 2019
it's always just the IV
it's always just the IV
fiction
edward w pritchard
The room is always perfectly square smallish and stuffed to the brim with fine furniture like a parlor in a Hapsburg castle in 1890's Vienna. The light and ventilation is serene although it crosses your mind quickly, your subconscious trying to protect and alert you, you may be in a basement bank vault on a slab somewhere. Still the room and setting is very inviting as your cares and anxieties dissolve.
Disappointingly the nurse administering the IV is not quite pretty enough and get this she is Canadian with a strange British accent. Still she is patient and invitingly forward in her hyper efficiency.
The mood is broken temporarily by a legal officer of the group needing a signature on a missing form for Google. Once you are fully out however nirvana envelopes you for the remainder of the session.
After you have forgotten the terrible traffic and road construction on the way in
as your arm aches near the inside of the elbow and you have a hint of sadness that you will never have her near you again.
Billing is later, you are a primary consumer type PM-89.
fiction
edward w pritchard
The room is always perfectly square smallish and stuffed to the brim with fine furniture like a parlor in a Hapsburg castle in 1890's Vienna. The light and ventilation is serene although it crosses your mind quickly, your subconscious trying to protect and alert you, you may be in a basement bank vault on a slab somewhere. Still the room and setting is very inviting as your cares and anxieties dissolve.
Disappointingly the nurse administering the IV is not quite pretty enough and get this she is Canadian with a strange British accent. Still she is patient and invitingly forward in her hyper efficiency.
The mood is broken temporarily by a legal officer of the group needing a signature on a missing form for Google. Once you are fully out however nirvana envelopes you for the remainder of the session.
After you have forgotten the terrible traffic and road construction on the way in
as your arm aches near the inside of the elbow and you have a hint of sadness that you will never have her near you again.
Billing is later, you are a primary consumer type PM-89.
Thursday, May 16, 2019
too many artists not enough
too many artists not enough
fiction
edward w pritchard
We are still involved in the long term wave of History that began in 1871 with mighty France losing the Franco Prussian to Prussia by France having too many artists and not enough soldiers.
The wave continues into our time with manpower needs for fighting troops being supplemented with women soldiers. Not exactly my thing but soon the grand armies will be filled with women.Times are changing and the clues are becoming evident for female troops filling the history books with their exploits and misfortunes.
What will the French have to say about that?
fiction
edward w pritchard
We are still involved in the long term wave of History that began in 1871 with mighty France losing the Franco Prussian to Prussia by France having too many artists and not enough soldiers.
The wave continues into our time with manpower needs for fighting troops being supplemented with women soldiers. Not exactly my thing but soon the grand armies will be filled with women.Times are changing and the clues are becoming evident for female troops filling the history books with their exploits and misfortunes.
What will the French have to say about that?
Friday, May 10, 2019
it's sad to wise up
it's sad to wise up
fiction
edward w pritchard
Fifty years ago I spent a few months immersed in Carl Jung's writings. Each night after I finished the night audit at the hotel where I worked I would spend a few hours enjoying and educating myself reading Jung on archetypes and especially synchronicity.
Last week I bought another copy of the "The Portable Jung" edited by Joseph Campbell and today I spent a few hours rereading chapter 14 "on synchronicity". I was very disappointed by Jung's research and lack of proper statistics and of proper regard for the scientific method in presenting his evidence for synchronicity," the idea that there is a sort of fore knowledge of the coming series of events".
Sometimes it's sad to wise up. To this day I have never experienced anything supernatural or witnessed anyone who can predict and name five cards in a row from a properly shuffled deck dealt by an impartial dealer.
We so all want to believe in miracles. David Hume in "On miracles" provides the best case against Miracles.
Ultimately the old Indian rope trick is always just a well planned out scam.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Fifty years ago I spent a few months immersed in Carl Jung's writings. Each night after I finished the night audit at the hotel where I worked I would spend a few hours enjoying and educating myself reading Jung on archetypes and especially synchronicity.
Last week I bought another copy of the "The Portable Jung" edited by Joseph Campbell and today I spent a few hours rereading chapter 14 "on synchronicity". I was very disappointed by Jung's research and lack of proper statistics and of proper regard for the scientific method in presenting his evidence for synchronicity," the idea that there is a sort of fore knowledge of the coming series of events".
Sometimes it's sad to wise up. To this day I have never experienced anything supernatural or witnessed anyone who can predict and name five cards in a row from a properly shuffled deck dealt by an impartial dealer.
We so all want to believe in miracles. David Hume in "On miracles" provides the best case against Miracles.
Ultimately the old Indian rope trick is always just a well planned out scam.
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
Babylon revisited again and again
Babylon revisited again and again
fiction
edward w pritchard
Once
if you lost something precious
you lay in bed and stare across the sky over the Lake at 3am, listening to the ducks and loons
and watch to see a streaking fiery meteor plunge into your old car
the only titled thing you own any more
if it turns out to be rare fire formed platinum, very valuable
you sell that meteor
then move down on the Ohio river
under the bridge that goes to the West Virginia casino
where you went before which was your first Babylon
and if the Meteor and the platinum induced money didn't come
you reread "Babylon revisited" the short story by F.Scott Fitzgerald
and have to admit that damn could that Fitzgerald boy write
and finally understand why all writing is autobiographical
even if it's not so good
fiction
edward w pritchard
Once
if you lost something precious
you lay in bed and stare across the sky over the Lake at 3am, listening to the ducks and loons
and watch to see a streaking fiery meteor plunge into your old car
the only titled thing you own any more
if it turns out to be rare fire formed platinum, very valuable
you sell that meteor
then move down on the Ohio river
under the bridge that goes to the West Virginia casino
where you went before which was your first Babylon
and if the Meteor and the platinum induced money didn't come
you reread "Babylon revisited" the short story by F.Scott Fitzgerald
and have to admit that damn could that Fitzgerald boy write
and finally understand why all writing is autobiographical
even if it's not so good
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
abandoned village
abandoned village
fiction
edward w pritchard
We are all the abandoned village. We are all the ghost towns left after the prospectors have moved on searching for easier riches. We are all refugees fleeing from persecution or natural disasters.
There is a collective unconsciousness among humans. However the complete manifestation of the end game is not knowable to us individually at this time.
We are all the tens of thousands of ordinary people killed after a flash of light at Hiroshima.We are all the refugees planning to scale the Walls that keep us out. We are all the old waiting here to die after the young have fled.
fiction
edward w pritchard
We are all the abandoned village. We are all the ghost towns left after the prospectors have moved on searching for easier riches. We are all refugees fleeing from persecution or natural disasters.
There is a collective unconsciousness among humans. However the complete manifestation of the end game is not knowable to us individually at this time.
We are all the tens of thousands of ordinary people killed after a flash of light at Hiroshima.We are all the refugees planning to scale the Walls that keep us out. We are all the old waiting here to die after the young have fled.
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