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theartofgaragedad · 5 months ago

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so i read a lot of science news and research journals because i am a nerd, and also, obsessed. no- curious. no, i like learning- and thinking ok. even if the information is----- well nevermind we'll get to that another, that's for another topic but-

but that's beside the point.

i read, hundreds, if not thousands, of 'scientific articles' data and 'news/media' information on topics in science, astrophysics, ETC. because like i said, i am a huge, fucking nerd and i mean, really out there. super. super nerd.

and i found this, ok. and out of all, the goddam articles i've seen, which there are many. that are quite 'shocking phenomenon' and 'oooo look at this' and 'scary click bait' and 'oh my godddderererd lets freak out about this woahhhhhh' and 'tEchNOligcalL aDVanCEMENts WOaWW" ARTICLES / media / research i've done

this has to be. the most interesting one i have seen yet. and that's saying a lot- because like i said, i have consumed- hundreds, if not thousands of, articles, media sources, data, scientific research journals, harvard, stanford and other 'very helpful' resource data (that i can find) and i DIG deep i mean i really dig and i think deep about this shit okay

i'm completely crazy lol no, research is my thing ok but

this right HERE. this is SOMETHING else, than all the other bull shit. it's like ah, finally a diamond in the rough.

Scientists track intense radio signals from space to their origin – and are shocked by what they find

and i have *so* many, questions. i have so many questions.

i mean, everyday, i'm thinking about, questions i have for god knows who could have answers to them, maybe stephen fucking hawking, and a handful of those, i mean, it gets really out there and ethereal even, metaphysical- at times but

i have questions, all, the time. and- i also eh.... i think about things like, creatively, and some things to me are a huge fucking conundrum though i try my best to sort it out and understand, and other times i go down this rabbit trails of, wanting to fucking fix something that just really bothers me and i'm like okay, let me solve this impossible mind fuck puzzle really quick and i'll throw everything at it that i have....

i wish i had access to more, honestly but it all comes at a really high cost. information. data. eh, the 'machines' that learn and analyze the data, etc. it's... its important but also, if it got into the wrong hands would be extremely dangerous so, yes, there's better ways to be going about it- and yes, there's stuff i don't have access to, obviously lmfao, but- if it got into the wrong hands it would be a huge fuck fuck that no one, could likely un fuck, so

it has to be this way. it's, it's better this way. just, just trust me on that one. whatever 'they' know, (the few that know, know.) you don't want to be them. you don't want to know. that is what i've been told, from someone, who knew a little bit, like, close to a fraction of what there is, all, to know.- know.

so as a researcher, or anyone, in practice- as a scientist, a physician, or anything of that sort- even a political science or finance, or engineering, type- you know. what good can you do for, humanity and things like that-

the best you can do, is stay in your lane, and focus your investment wisely, very very wisely, in terms of time, and, financially, and, what you are doing- with your, abilties. so you have to pick. ok. you have to pick one thing, because you can't do everything, even with billions and all the connections in the world, you still can't just, do everything you want it's not that simple. even, billioinaires- basically live their lives, like everyone else- with regular 9-5 days.

so that being said, because we aren't control as, people like, all you can do is save yourself, and. learn. and grow. and- float. and try to understand like, your power, eh- in terms of like.... what is your capability, your strongest suit etc, where do you, shine thats best for you. thats all you can do is, try to, protect yourself and live a good life.

everything else is *too dangerous* and requires a level of 'tough' and an intellectual capacity, training, dedication, and a mental- disposition that is incredibly, incredibly rare- and, those, those become assets.

you don't want to be an asset. some, do. and that's fine, they can do that. some are built for it. and it's a rare few that can do it, and its so taxing, on the body, and the mind, making it, is... it's utter shit show it's, ... eh. suicide, basically. to enlist, its fucking, it doesn't end like. it.... it, it will end you, it will be the death of you. whether you survive the horrific career or not.

i dont know why i am ranting about military and careers in government, it's something thats been lingering in the back of my mind. i wanted to switch to working in air traffic control, to get out of radiology- because, the exposure to radiation is, serious. a serious issue. the pay would be significantly less, but the jobs are similar in nature.

but i found out, i mean, i'm sure there's been exceptions made but, you have to be younger than 30 to apply, and i would be 32 when applying, unless i mean, i somehow did a four year degree in 1 year which isn't impossible or unheard of, it's just utterly nuts but- some people like to be nuts. and then. yeah, the training and onboarding, and the growth percentage, of the career ike the demand for it isn't high enough where they'd be willing to take someone who is essentially, above the age limit they accept newbies at. i also read its one of th emost stressful jobs in the world so, though i'm good at this kind of stuff because, it's in the DNA- my grandfather worked reconaissance and, apple doesn't fall far from the tree, i'm a lot like him.

his son does code and graduated air force, i would say for who but i honestly don't know, that information is completely classified. all i know is my grandfather was CIA, so, it's probably some CIA shit, which is obviously why he can't fucking tell me jack shit.

and that's for my protection, more than anything. but yeah eh, just kind how it goes. if u have, family in the fucking CIA, even the family isn't supposed to know- but in some cases, they figure it out, because it's fucking a little too obvious sometimes.

but that's beside the point okay so, when i was a child i was recruited by the state department to work in communications, i won some awards for peace keeping and, excelled with linguistics, 12th grade reading level as a child etc, took some tests, i was selected among one other student from the school to, be offered this, training where you end up, becoming a translator for the US government and working most likely in foreign policy, under which division, god only knows.

but it's such a serious line of work, eh, i know people personally who have done tours or, air force, navy, and embassy work- security detail, they all say the same thing, as my grandfather in the CIA. he said, the civilian life is the better life to live, the job is too hard- and dangerous, no matter how you slice it. i have, family doing infil and exfil, for some, god knows what division-

i don't know what the fuck my family was involved in and how deep it all goes, i just have proof and know things that i shouldn't know about but found out- and eh... its stupid but. basically i'm, watched like. i went to europe for leisure, with a 'friend' who just happened to have a father who was nominated for a nobel peace prize due to his work in fucking astrophysics, i am not, joking. a novelty. for sure. this dude, my 'friend' spoke 7 different languages fluently. ok.

now, as i traveled around, for 'eisure' in europe, and mexico- i was watched literally every step of the way, every train ride, every taxi was tracked, and i mean down to the license plate, the driver, the location- and the phone in the hand of the taxi driver. and every plane. i was boarded with assistance, and an airmarshall sat *next* to me. and guided me, through the process, entering countries, and other places. wherever i went, i was followed, detailed reports were given, and where i was staying, all movements, everything. it was not, a normal, trip.

my mom, has eh, top security clearance in places, i don't know why, one of them being, the fucking air port, like because of her we don't have to wait in line in air port security. we go in a seperate way- from the public, and scans something, i don't fucking know.

i, and my mom, are members of the national space comittee- and she keeps tabs on, things that, i just don't know how else you would know about- or knows people, and things- going on... that, is information from her brother and her dad, and other friends- she grew up on military bases so she's got a lot, of friends, in every branch of the military. so much so that, she can with a single phone call make something happen that most people, it woud take them maybe 7-20 years to get on a waitlist for.

she carries a special satellite phone, which, not everyone just 'gets' to have those. she knows how to communicate when all systems go down, about military operations going on, as well as, eh- we live in a very militaristic way, like- hard to explain that part. but it's, definitely not normal. the things we are prepared for, the things we have memorized... the things, we were taught.

we're not, normal, people.

but anyway for this reason i was thinking about going into communications, or something.

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