Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Cubefield 2 Unblcoked

The Thule Society The Mediator

"... also states that the Thule-Gesellschaft
had a psychic named Maria Orsitsch, which convinced them that the Aryan race was not from the land, but came from star Aldebaran in Taurus, about 65 light years away. An investigation has shown that the medium Maria Orsitsch not part of the Thule Society but the Vril Society, charged with finding new technologies under heterodox principles and concepts. The medium would have received a message from Aldebaran to obtain a new anti-gravity technology which would serve to build unconventional circular aircraft (UFOs). This philosophy influenced occult genius Viktor Schauberger Austrian inventor and scholar who later proposed to Hitler create biotechnology. At the beginning of World War II, Aloys Kokaly started working with Viktor, who was then designing objects that fly through biotechnical means. These designs were tested by Hertl, a German industrial company, which reported that the energy produced by these unusual mechanisms were difficult to control. One of the devices had gone through the roof of the company. In 1943, Viktor was called up and after a short period of time he spent as commander of a paratrooper company in Italy, continued its equipment designs, this time a submarine that was based on the same principle of the turbine " trout. " Himmler invited him to continue his research into a center in the concentration camp of Matthaus. Their technical and physical equipment consisted of prisoners in the camp. Viktor spent time working on this place. Then began an intense period of study led him to develop a "flying saucer" that functioned according to the principles of the trout turbine. " The research results were both a success and a failure. In a letter to Defense Minister of West Germany, 28 February 1956, wrote: "[after a year] the first flying saucer flew towards the ceiling unexpectedly, on the first try, crashing into him. A few days later showed a group of Americans, who seemed to understand what was happening, and took everything. After a thorough investigation by a senior officer, I was put in custody, vigilado por no menos de seis policías durante seis meses. Una parte importante de este aparato cayó en manos de los rusos, quienes la hallaron en mi casa” (p. 93-94, ibid). Los rusos volaron la casa de Viktor al marcharse, probablemente para destruir cualquier información que se les hubiera podido pasar por alto. Viktor había estado trabajando con un buen número de prisioneros de guerra rusos, que más tarde volvieron a la Unión Soviética. Se conjeturó que el rápido desarrollo en la carrera especial se debió en parte a las ideas de Viktor.

En 1956, recordando sus experiencias durante la guerra, Viktor escribía: “Al final de la guerra, fui confinado durante casi un año bajo custody of American forces of occupation, by my knowledge of atomic energy production. After being released, and under threat of arrest, I was forbidden to undertake any new research in the field of atomic energy, but had to do with new aspects of this technology. After signing the Treaty of Peace in the Pacific, resumed my work again. Since the end of the war was lost many things, so work proceeded very slowly. I was refused any external financial support, which made the prototypes were very late, but once the patents were granted, it came together "(p. 94, ibid).
n 1952, Viktor and his son Walter were invited to the Stuttgart Technical College by Professor Popel, Centre for Resource and Water Management, to participate in experiments. Popel The ulterior motive was to discredit the work of Viktor, but as research progressed, the teacher was surprised to find that the results of the tests verify the ideas of Viktor on the properties of water and the principles of his movement. After three months, Viktor expressed his desire to return home, but his hosts would not let him go, especially after such satisfactory results. His intention was to have the Schauberger working for them for years to come. A month later, in September, and after suffering great distress, Viktor was told he could go home if he agreed learn English. Had 30 minutes to decide. Viktor had to say yes, of course, signing a contract that they wanted to extend also to his son, but Viktor rejected because, as a visitor, his firm would immediately put him under U.S. law. The agreement also included a paragraph by which all works of Viktor Schauberger should be delivered to Mr. Robert Donner, including their ideas and knowledge of past, present and future. Although devastated by this experience, Viktor and his son were not allowed to rest until they took the plane after 19 hours of flight, take them home. Viktor unfortunately lost his zest for life and died only five days after returning home in Linz, 25 September 1958 at the age of 73. During his last days he kept repeating "they stole everything, even I own myself."

... "

I thought it was interesting enough to share. The rest of the information about this secret society which had originally belonged to Adolf Hitler is scattered through various books, most tabloids, but in Wikipedia (from which are extracted from these paragraphs) is a brief summary for those who want to start to get interested.

live on the winning side of a post-apocalyptic world. And yet we complain of crisis and pods.

Friday, January 23, 2009

I Got Alot Of Pimples On Nose



4:00 PM


Riiiiiiiing ... Riiiiiiiiing ...

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Hello?

- Santi -
Ah, what happens? Dime

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Nothing, it is possible that in a while displayed on your home -
(WTF!?) -
What? -
Nothing, quee ... What?
Les was in a hurry. They should have given the job at 3:00 PM, so after a failure in the computer of a colleague, decided to turn to me. Everyone had heard the great feats of riding Santi videos in record time: read Sonorama experience, or the thesis of the lab partner of his cousin. But this time was even more compelling. And that, admittedly, I put tallies. -
Come, come you and I hope you all ready -
Great, we saved the life -
That's what I get paid in meat


A half hour later appeared Marcos and his co-star in my house, waiting for a miracle. "We have until 6:00 PM" they said. I had already planned an incident, was running a video converter, Adobe Premiere Pro 2.0 and a water bottle. Drink plenty of fluids from that circle. But fate was to play us. The rush did not let me filter out enough to get a decent converter would take us longer than we should.
5:30 PM
- Sorry guys, but tell him, you had problems with video converter (which is not longer true, but you know how are the teachers ...)
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already , what remedy

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already tell me


And I'm told. Apparently, although arrived at 6:00 PM at Comillas, the previous groups had dwelt too much and that he had left for the following week. And, to know, I agreed with Mark that we put together, and in good condition. So that in a later reassemble the video and now, exclusively, I show the introduction of short exciting real picture ... THE MEDIATOR








(And if you do not teach the rest is because in the background is a very unhappy work and shot a 7 MINUTAZOS making it the most boring Painted ...)

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Commercial Offer Letter

Happy Testing! Tontofrase



Friday, January 16, 2009

Little Noses Nasal Spray



're right, Super Hot Lady Who My Wife Keeps Telling Me Why You're Famous But I Keep Forgetting.



Marshall Eriksen's face it: who has ever thought this ? You can cut from "hot" if you make it easier to locate. (Extracted from
All Series )

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Debut Prayer Invocation

Film of the week

"These are bad times for poetry."

We can say that going to the movies is a healthy habit. I think it's a good habit to go to the movies, but now is not healthy. We realize (those who want realize) that creativity in film has been pushed aside in favor of what's really driving any industry: money.

Drawer This is understandable. Any business, and some people forget that cinema is, you need to generate income to support and / or expand. What is not understandable is that in order to survive, American industry (which is what draws 95% of our rooms) prime we can shit on ad nauseam.
In the past year in particular has fared almost surreal. Among the many truño that have plagued our screens (the string of "movies" deserves special mention) are few movies that are saved. And I note for my American industry encompasses the major studios and independent branch that although they have different diffusion treatment and also hold a similar percentage of shit, because while the latter is the creative home are not home in the financing of large producers, is also jetas you want to sell their last straw labeled mental culture "of the good." Currently, there are real struggles between directors and producers of films, among those who want to give your film an unfettered approach and those seeking to promote a product-R-(under 17 accompanied) or NC-17 ( A minimum age of 17) that sell well. In this context, there are many movies that are literally mutilated sex and drugs, which is what seems to worry the censors most Americans, despite maintaining high levels of violence. And this is what sells here, like it or not. Which by the way, do not like or pinch.

As we are passive sufferers of this situation, we bring every shit that no one can swallow. Zero quality products, stuffed with jokes only understood by the American public ("is that we must understand their humor," I heard that one) and consume large amounts of money, knowing they will be compensated by the response an audience that, after all, is not as guilty of being seduced by the tricks of the FOX executives dressed (by putting the most abominable example) that the tug of war between groups of morals social and religious and political. And I'd rather not get into that subject.

In short, there are several things (I'd like to be qualified) that influence whether, as a rule, the level of films landing in Spain is HORRIBLE.

The next day we talk about the Asian, if you like.


Monday, January 12, 2009

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It's time to ... Footing








On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha. Puede
listen to the engine moaning out one lone song STI Puede think about woman, or the girl you knew the night before, But Will Soon Be Your Thoughts wandering, the way They always do. When your riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through. Say, here I am, on the road again there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go,
turn the page.

Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road,
You can feel the eyes upon you as your shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode.
Most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can.
Oh the same old cliche, as that woman on her a man
You always see my number, you dont dare make a stand.

Here I am, on the road again
there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go,
turn the page.

Out there in the spotlight your a million miles away,
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away,
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play.
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed,
With the echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head,
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said.

Now here I am, on the road again
there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go,
turn the page.

Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Ah here I go, playing star again.
There I go, there I go.



Friday, January 9, 2009

Maplesea Can Dragon Blood Stack With Beholder?



With the new year came a new propóstio (which is what they are, in essence, the New Year's resolutions: Future ostiazas): RUN

.

Now I can ...



... Jogging Tonight!

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