Dawson Creek February 2009

Dawson Creek February 2009




Dawson Creek's Shining Time Station






Smoke in the distance.


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Halls

A dream that I had in early February. Photorealism.
















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Guinea Pig












This is my guinea pig. She is my morning star. My Venus. Unfortunately, she is on her last legs. She is running on 3 out of 4 cylinders. I have raised lots of guinea pigs in my life. She is entering senescence or old age. The lower ceiling on these animals is two years, and the upper ceiling on these animals is the good part of seven years when it comes to lifetimes.
The vet costs at least $60 and that is for the check up alone. Then surgery would cost in the hundreds. The last time I took this guinea pig to the vet, it cost $250. Such prices are detractive and almost contradictory to the spirit of medicine. In Vancouver a veterinary volunteers to look at animals for free in the downtown area. She still gets paid though, the welfare cases do not have to pay the nurse to see their pet. There is a rotating cycle of three veterinary nurses that do this.
I can see paying hundred to see the vet if it was a prize winning race-horse that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars. A guinea pig costs $33 at the pet store, and $15 at the humane society. Get another one.
Say I pay the vet bill, and the guinea pig dies in two or three months anyways.
There are only two taxicabs in this town. With minus twenty five weather, it would be impossible to get a cab without waiting about 45 minutes for it. The bill could easily be $200 - $300. With such high prices, I would be better off to seek Theodoric of York who charges nothing but utilizes medieval practices such as bloodletting and trepanning, I mean with a $500 veterinary bill, high prices are to medicine what trepanning is to medicine and that is pernicious policies. Michael Moore's Sicko.
My friend and his wife brought a dog to the vet. The bill was $1,200 after taxes.
And the guinea pig could easily be the good part of $500.
Now such high prices are almost a disincentive and such high prices cancel out any medical advances have otherwise been made because if they are not accessible to the public, then these medical advances are a moot point.
I am going to look online for a Blue Cross for pets. However none exist that are Universally honoured by veterinarians across Canada. I would pay, $10, $20 every month for the few years that I have a pet in case something happens to the pet.

Next Tuesday, March 10, 2009

I am going to take this guinea pig to the SPCA to get her euthanized. They perform this service for free. I brought some animals there before.
I told someone, telling her that she is always always lying on one side, I fished out a boatload of waxy fungus that was in her ear, this morning. And to top it all off, she has developed quite a cataract in one eye. This lady, who knows about people who live on farms and about people who raise horses said, "That animal has outlived her natural life span. Bringing it to the SPCA is a good idea."


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Dream Saturday April 4th, 2009





Astral project to a friend's apartment. The floor in front of the apartment is a hill. Not a smooth hill. The floor juts structurally like an unfinished pyramid as a hill.



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Saturday, July 04, 2009




July 2009
Last night, I dreamed I was in a theatre. As I rushed past to leave the theatre, I ran past three RCMP cops.



One to the right of me was a man who was tall blond, then to the left of him, was a white lady.




To the left of me was an Oriental lady, they were all wearing dark navy blue jackets with RCMP stencilled on it in bold yellow.
They were not after me, they were after another tall white guy, which they soon held, and if I can recall, they were questioning him, punching him in the stomach.


I ask myself, were the RCMP there because of my OBE or because of my Animal Farm cartoon?

George Orwell was a Police Officer at one time, and Animal Farm certainly contains a lot of covert Police codes and references that only the Police would know about. George Orwell could not help it, we all involuntarily inject certain subtle influences which past jobs have had on us.


So were they there because of my OBE or because of the Animal Farm cartoon?


Interpretation: The events in this world, added to the events you have witnessed in the dream world, influence and colour what you will see in the dreams to come. Come to think of it, the events in this world added to the events that you have seen and experienced in the dream world, those two things put together, influence what you will see in this World as well!


Indeed, I once had a dream where a ghost woman, or what else was she? A ghost woman was walking across the street, and before she walked, she shook up and down a bottle of juice, to agitate it.
When I was dishes, I spray detergent into a pool of warm water in the sink, then as per that dream, I use my hand to agitate the water, and as if I were in the right track, lots of bubbles emerge. That influences how I would wash dishes and that is better, better than it would have been had I not done that.



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