Brain Bubble

The promised rain (and the promised drop in temperatures) just evaporated. Instead it became hotter, the “official” weather thingy says 34° C for today & tomorrow, my appartement says 27° C a few minutes ago. Maybe the sauna starts on Frayday, or maybe not.
My phone made squeaky sounds and demanded an update, finally I gave in – and watched my “data volume” vanish in the haze (purple haze ?), including a warning that things would soon be very slow. I use this apparatus only for phoning, not for internet access, the occasional photographic picture, sometimes sent. I am not in the mood to check my contract, yadayada … may they do what they want.
My brain is seemingly half shut down, now and then a thought bubbles to the surface. Some thoughts circled around those Unknown Areal Phenomena, that’s how UFOs are called nowadays. Obviously there are objects that do strange things on the fly. Objects, things, they are, simply because they reflect whatever radar beams we send out. Pilots watched these objects, and could not get their heads around what they saw. Now it seems that the USNavy seriously starts to investigate what is out there.
I do not think that we see extraterrestrial objects. I think VALLÉE (Ger., Eng.) was the first (I may be wrong) who came up with the interdimensional hypothesis (Eng.). It says in short that these objects are not from “outside” but from a terrestrial origin.
Life seems to be anywhere in the universe. I read that physicists came to the conclusion that we live in a more than four-dimensional space (height, length, depth ; time – of course in my layman’s understanding). If these two things are true, then there is life in other dimensions. And these are everywhere, Earth including.
I have no clue how life may look in a more-dimensional space, but it must be there. And it must be all around us. Maybe these unknown objects are just probes, explorers ? Or the damning enterprise of a multi-dimensional salesman like Musk, who sends adventure seeking billionaires to the “unknown place”, to visit the apes ?
I never saw an UFO, and am not keen to encounter one. As a young child I may have felt the “presence” of “something“, but these are very faded memories I surely can not recall, and do not want. I watch the moon storm up to its zenith, and that does it for me. A little bit of sleep would be nice also.

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Look Out

Some days ago I visited an old, green thumbed man, who has reduced his once sprawling garden into a very carefree affaire that demands just some cutting of the lawn nowadays. He pointed to the apples rotting in the meadow – they are all too early ; the trees throw them down because of the drought, simply because they can not keep to the regular schedule. He also mentioned that at least one local creek fell dry.
Two days ago we decided that it was time to go out, air the brain & move the flaccid body around – so a visit to a nearby recreational area with lakes and a small river – that would be it. The lakes were still there, and locals were still bathing, swimming, and drinking beer in naturalibus, but the river is gone.
Larger rivers like Kocher and Jagst e.g., or the Neckar, have remarkably low water, of course a danger for fish and other wildlife. Transport by inland vessel on Rhine and other Wasserstraßen becomes difficult, the loading capacity must be reduced – hence more vessels needed, hence more cost.
At least the South of Germany is spared (large) fires ; some hectares of woodland were destroyed by fires in the Spessart and in Northern Franconia, but this is not comparable to the fires in the Eastern Federal States, which in itself are far far smaller than what our Southern neighbours in Portugal, Spain, Greece, Italy, and Southern France had to endure.
We have to reduce the amount of natural gas used for heating, in order not to freeze off some limbs in the coming winter, thanks to Vlad (and our idiocy to trust this fine man !), so some cities already closed public swimming baths to reduce costs and consumption. It seems that there is a connection between natural gas and production of electric energy, another area that may see some difficulties in the (near) future. I also remember to have read that our electric grid’s digital administration is already infiltrated with foreign maleware, or viruses. Thanks again, Vlad. Or Kim – who cares ?
All I know is that the cost for heating, warm water, and energy in general, will soar sky-high. Things will become uncomfortable for the average citizen
It is unhealthy to look into the news too long, bookmark articles etcetc., the image is bleak nowadays. The only highlight is the search and seizure action at the little fuehrer’s whorehouse – there is still a chance for the American Federal State. But I doubt that this will comfort me in the coming winter, when I’ll sit rolled up in a rug at my desk writing my thoughts down on a piece of paper wile the candle gently smokes. I only hope the ink will not freeze.

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trallala … buvons donc !

Things happen fast & brutal in the adventurous world that is a bus driver’s life. I had to give my car to a new colleague, the snake I nurtured on my bosom over the last days. My (rather hyper) dispatcher told me that he’d need me as stand-by now. Things were hectic at this morning, and when I walked away from my now ex-vehicle I asked him whether he’d call me – “Of course I’ll call you back” may be the most common lie nowadays. In earlier days it was “The check is in the post”. After busily waiting until the early afternoon for the non-call, I realised that I would not drive (yesterday’s) afternoon, and surely not today’s morning.
So I am busily doing nothing, waiting for a call.
Actually I wanted to write about Artificial Intelligence, these algorhythms that wrote BEETHOVENs tenth symphony, calculate insurance premia, run computer trading at the exchange, and GOd alone may know what these machines already “do for us”. Now the image creating program DALL-E is hyped, but it is not the only one of its kind. More users will be allowed, so the thing gets better training.
I am not sure where all this is headed. Yesterday I saw in the news an autonomous roboter dog with a submachine gun mounted, one can buy it for some thousand dollars. I think the “dog” is still “un-intelligent”, and will shoot at anything in range, when programmed / ordered to do so. Do I want “intelligence added to such a perversion ? So little Blammo can act even more independently, and “decide” when to shoot whom ?
Anyway, it is much too hot to think seriously, especially about morals & ethics. Subjects by the way, that are absolutely unimportant in this modern world’s politics, it is simply again all about who has the bigger club. The stupidity of this testosterone-driven boneheadedness is simply stunning ; the responsiveness of the masses for the most simple and obvious lies is mind-crashing. Where’s my high horse, damn it ?! To end on a light note – War to the bottles !

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Public Transport. Or Not

Sorry, a bit of a whine fest, but the anger still reverberates.
Yesterday we decided that I would visit today in Suebia. So I dutifully checked the train connection, and found all good – no more nasty construction work, a simple one-change-only journey in time. Due to sad experience, I also looked at the bus connection, all well. So I stood at the bus station too early this morning, enjoying fresh air, and singing birds in that plane tree. Some other people joined, four or five. The bus made its way up the hill in time, followed its path, some minutes later it appeared at the top of the hill downwards bound, I grabbed my portemonnaie to buy a ticket.
The bus set its indicator to the right, turned, there it went. We looked at each other in astonishment. A lady stated the obvious – the driver followed the detour that had been rescinded last week. “He must realise his mistake, and should come up the hill in five minutes or so.” After ten minutes it was clear that he would not. A younger couple went away, a young foreign man, seemingly a student, looked at his phone (the app of the local transport facility is useless for some days now, I accidentally had heared it in the local news while driving), I felt a wave of sheer, red anger rolling over me.
So I did not realise that the lady was talking to me. I could not follow and as friendly as I could manage in this situation I asked her to leave me alone. I felt the need to move and walked around the plane tree. She actually asked whether I would share a taxi cab, what I did not want. A car stopped, driven by another lady, they chatted, and both drove away.
I was still there unsure what to do, trying to come to a conclusion. I knew that the next bus would come soon, but this one, as experience has it, would arrive too late at the station to catch the train. So I phoned Suebia.
I slowly wandered a few steps down the road still talking on the phone, when the first bus came bimbling up the hill, the driver waving at me to join, while the next regular was behind him. Yes, at this moment I became a bit upset, and told him very clearly that I would not need his service now. It was really useless by then, more than 15 minutes over time.
While I went home, two small white dogs came and looked at me, turning away unimpressed, literally shoving me aside. At home I felt the need for a cup of coffee and a cigarette. That was when I realised that I was out of rolling paper.
Still mumbling I decided to look into the computer, I simply was afraid that I had missed something last evening. But no, all departure times were as I had wrote them down. Then I saw at the Deutsche Bahn site a little red notice under the connection I had wanted to reach, reading “Kein Halt heute”. “No Stop today”. Whadyamean?
It hit me like a hammer – even if I would have jumped into this rotten bus – and hence run through the bus station & the main station to reach that damn platform – there would not have been a train. Just a huffing, puffing, and yelling mago. At this moment tears of anger appeared in my eyes.
This “express” just shuttles between the Franconian and the Suebian capital, and for whatever godless reasons it stops for a crew change in a town called Lauda, just behind (or before) the frontier between Bavaria and Baden-Württemberg. Sometimes there is no new crew, and then the train parks and the passengers wait in the rain for an hour until the following train comes by. Been there, done that. It always rains in Lauda.
Last night they had no replacement crew, and nobody could be arsed to drive the train towards Franconia in the morning. So of course it started from Lauda. How to reach this rotten place was not part of the travel information.
At this moment I yelled nasty words.
Later I went to the supermarket to buy stuff like fag paper, things I could put on bread. On the parking lot, near the plastic shed for the shopping trolleys, I was greeted by a man who had worked for The Knights (he was basically driving his now sadly deceased daughter), a now retired theoretical physicist, who (unasked) explained his view of the pandemic to me. It is a wild conspiracy theory that left me feeling very uneasy, because of his earnest, seriousness, and sense of mission. I had had a good rapport with his daughter, liked to discuss with his wife (a mathematician), and he sees me as one of the worthy, who just needs to be told the truth.
After all this, the rest of the day felt strangely empty. i wanted to cook, and had all the ingredients ready, they are still sitting there next to the sink, but I feel torpid. I want a fag, sleep, and forget this day.

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