Pendulum

Excerpt from: Pendulum: How Past Generations Shape Our Present and Predict Our Future (2012). We are only halfway through this craziness.

Dermatology is wrong about the sun. And it's killing people. I'm a dermatologist. 226 publications. I should know. Avoiding the sun increases the risk of dying as much as being a smoker. We can fix it. For decades, dermatology's message has been simple: avoid the sun. Wear sunscreen. Seek shade. UV causes skin cancer. End of discussion. That message is incomplete and outdated. People are dying because of it. Lots of people. The evidence has gotten strong enough that the field needs to update it.🧵

@NotElleUpton @SenseReceptor Word

@SenseReceptor "They're actually trying to terrify you and drive you insane" I'm motherfucking Gen X and ready for anything. I've been waiting for this shit to drop my whole life. Do your best mother fuckers!!!

👽TIM DILLON on the real purpose of all the "aliens" disclosures "This is all a distraction" "The reason they're disclosing it now is they want people to go crazy" "They're actually trying to terrify you and drive you insane" "There's no other reason" "They want you terrified and confused, and this is going to do it" @TimJDillon

Who would have thought an Eleonora cockatoo could invent 14 different dance moves? In 2007, a parrot named Snowball was dropped at a bird rescue in Indiana, USA, with a Backstreet Boys CD. The previous owner casually mentioned the bird liked to dance. When volunteers played the music, he flawlessly bobbed his head right to the rhythm. The footage stunned researchers. Over years of testing, scientists watched him spontaneously create 14 distinct moves and found out he was not just mimicking humans. He actually anticipated the tempo, proving we are not the only species that can truly feel a musical beat.

@stryker73 @histories_arch 🤣

@histories_arch They remember..

It was two in the morning on December 16, 1811, when the sleeping towns of the Mississippi Valley were swallowed by something ancient and terrifying. No warning. No rumble building slowly in the distance. Just a sudden, savage lurch that threw men and women out of their beds and sent furniture crashing across the floor. Children screamed. Dogs howled. The cold December air filled with the sound of splintering timber and exploding brick. People ran barefoot into frozen fields, wearing nothing but nightclothes, watching their homes shake apart in the darkness. The ground beneath them was no longer solid. It moved in waves, like the surface of a lake struck by a stone. Massive fissures tore open in the earth, some wide enough to swallow a man, then slammed shut again. Sand and water exploded upward in geysers thirty feet high. Out on the Mississippi River, a Scottish naturalist named John Bradbury was traveling by boat. The quake hurled him from his bunk. When he clawed his way onto the deck, he witnessed something that defied every law of nature he had ever learned. The river had stopped. The mighty Mississippi, draining half a continent, sat momentarily still. Then it began to flow the other way. Upstream. Boats were dragged backward. Vessels collided in the chaos. Riverbanks caved into the churning water. Islands that had stood for generations disappeared beneath the surface. That was only the first act. On January 23, 1812, the earth struck again, possibly with even greater force. Survivors who had begun rebuilding watched their repairs collapse in seconds. Then came February 7, the most violent blow of all. Estimated between magnitude 7.7 and 8.1, the shaking was felt across fifty thousand square miles. Church bells rang spontaneously in Boston, more than a thousand miles away. Clocks stopped mid-swing in South Carolina. People stumbled through the streets of Washington D.C., convinced the city was under attack. In western Tennessee, an entire forest sank into the earth and filled with water. Within days, a lake fifteen thousand acres wide had appeared from nothing. Reelfoot Lake. It still exists today. The New Madrid Seismic Zone never went quiet. It is still active. Memphis sits directly above it. St. Louis lies within its reach. Seismologists put the odds of another magnitude-7 quake in the next fifty years at somewhere between seven and ten percent. The infrastructure of the central United States, bridges, pipelines, power grids, was never designed for this kind of violence. Damage estimates for a repeat event exceed three hundred billion dollars. Most Americans have never heard of New Madrid. The fault has not forgotten us. 📷© United States Geological Survey (Restored & Colorized) © The History Drop #archaeohistories

@Stellababy22 @histories_arch Thanks for the recommendation!

@histories_arch This is a really interesting book about events around this location and time. Thomas Jefferson’s nephews were awful people.

@histories_arch If you want an idea of how this might play out in modern times, The Rift by Walter Jon Williams looks at what could happen today with infrastructure like nuclear facilities and refineries in play. Super entertaining read.

@RealAndyLeeShow Might taste good.

Kiddos made me a snack. How thoughtful and… ummm, creative of them. 😂

@Concern70732755 Jumped up to $191.9 where I live.

The cause and effect of punitive and counterproductive Liberal taxes including counterintuitive carbon taxes !!

@Suns12890 @Rizstanford @peterdaou Interesting! I would have never made that connection.

@PendulumBay55 @Rizstanford @peterdaou I must read the book. I just had a conversation with grok about it and it's fascinating. I read up on consciousness and out of body experiences, etc. Many, not all, near death exp folks get messages that we're here to learn and teach then go back to the source (reality/god?).

I had a strange dream last night where my mother, who passed in 2024, told me we're in a "rapid influx" simulation. I had no idea what that meant, but I looked it up and it's an actual theory.

@Rizstanford @peterdaou I'm reading your book right now! As I'm reading, I've been asking myself: why are we drawn to simulations? Books, theatre, film, video games. We are masters at suspending disbelief. Are these mini-simulations an attempt to understand our reality & break free of our programming?

@peterdaou We are definitely in a simulation!

The wheat in your supermarket loaf is not the wheat your great-grandmother ate. It is barely the same plant. In the 1950s, an American agronomist named Norman Borlaug crossed wheat with a Japanese dwarf variety called Norin 10. The result was a plant half the height of traditional wheat, with a thick stem that did not collapse under synthetic nitrogen fertiliser. Yields tripled. Borlaug got the Nobel Peace Prize. Famines in India and Pakistan were averted. None of that is in dispute. None of that is the point. The point is what came after the harvest. The new dwarf wheat was selected for one thing. Yield. Not flavour. Not minerals. Not digestibility. Studies comparing modern wheat with the heritage varieties grown a century earlier consistently find lower zinc, lower iron, lower magnesium, lower selenium per gram. The plant got shorter. The food got thinner. Then came the Chorleywood Bread Process, developed in 1961 in a Cheshire town that should have known better. Mix, proof, bake in three and a half hours instead of overnight. The fermentation that broke down the harder gluten fractions and the phytic acid binding the minerals was simply skipped. The loaf was, by structure, harder to digest and lower in bioavailable minerals than its slow-fermented predecessor. Then came the glyphosate. From the 1980s onwards, farmers in wet northern climates began spraying their wheat with glyphosate roughly a week before harvest. Not for weeds. To dry the crop down. The active ingredient of Roundup, sprayed directly onto the grain that becomes your flour. Global glyphosate use rose roughly fifteen-fold between 1996 and 2016. So this is the wheat sold to you as a staple food. A plant bred for yield, fermented for ninety minutes instead of overnight, sprayed with a probable carcinogen the week before it became your toast. Then you are told you are gluten intolerant. Possibly. Or possibly you are intolerant of what we have done to wheat in the last sixty years. Bred down, rushed through, and chemically dried for the convenience of an industry that does not eat its own product. Heritage varieties exist. Spelt. Einkorn. Emmer. Khorasan. Tall, slow-growing, lower-yielding, longer-fermented. Grown by a small number of stubborn farmers who refuse to use the dwarf seed. The bread takes eighteen hours instead of ninety minutes. It costs more than the supermarket loaf. Your grandmother would have recognised it. You may now connect the dots yourself.

They sing O Canada, send our astronauts around the moon, protect our shores and Canadians act like petulant 6 yr olds because Trump makes a joke and wants to rebuild his economy. Carney used this BS to get power to implement his globalist policies. Time to grow up Canada

🚨 EXCLUSIVE: CBC archived negative responses to its Humboldt coverage, forwarded them to security specialist Link in thread 🧵

So interesting!

WHY I CHOSE GiveSendGo: From personal experience I know @jacobawells to be a man of faith, integrity and honour who prioritizes respect and protection to campaign donors on the GSG platform above all else. In the winter of 2022, he took an impressive stand against the Ontario government after they threatened to seize Freedom Convoy donations crowdfunded on GiveSendGo. Except for donations already in the Stripe payment processing system at the time, he was able to refund the remaining millions before the lawyers could complete their paperwork. I will be forever grateful for his organization that has been able to help many, and to the hearts and minds behind it who embody faith, family and freedom.

@SalMarinello Hospital food is designed by procurement, not by oncologists. The oncologist knows about the Warburg effect. The procurement team knows about shelf life and bulk pricing. Graham crackers win on both counts.

Today makes 5 years of my first article on blood supply contamination. Many people are still unaware of it. To help spread the word share and vote. angelovalidiya.substack.com/p/blood-supply… Should blood banks separate the blood of vaccinated with Covid vaccines from the unvaccinated blood?

If screens are replacing sleep, play, movement, learning, or time with family and friends, it may be time to reset routines. A therapist shares age-specific warning signs, plus five practical ways to manage screen habits without constant battles. Learn more:

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Some personal news. Lost my brother this week. The guy who looked after me when I was a kid. The one who coached my baseball teams. The one who loved his hometown, Farnham, with everything he had. The one who taught me how to play hockey. The one who inspired me to become a DJ. The one who got me my first board seat at the Farnham youth center. The one who bought me my first car. The one who helped me start a business when I was young… that guy. He’s gone. Jean—“Charlie” at home—passed away wednesday at 61. A father of three, a grandfather of two, taken far too quickly by an aggressive cancer that gave us only weeks. I broke down when I found out in early March. I was at the Toronto airport, waiting for a flight. I’ll never forget that moment. I knew time wasn’t on our side. We asked him what he wanted to do. He wanted to see the Blue Jays play Los Angeles Dodgers and Shohei Ohtani in Toronto. My twin brother Patrick pulled off something incredible—planned a trip in days. Early April. The Fairmont Royal York. Even some curling, dressed as bananas with the “Peel,” before the game. The Jays lost 14–2. Didn’t matter. We were together. And deep down, we all knew it would be the last time. Tonight, I’m thinking about my father, who just lost his first son. No parent should have to live that. I’m thinking about his daughters—Roxanne, Laurie, Rosalie—his granddaughters Élise and Alice, and Alex, the father. An entrepreneur for over four decades. Vice-president of the Chamber of Commerce. President of the Farnham golf club. He loved Farnham—and Farnham loved him back. This is a brutal loss for our family. But that’s life. F*ck cancer. Rest easy, my big brother. Go join Mom—she’s been watching over us for nearly 17 years. Give her a hug for all of us. Salut, Charlie.

youtu.be/xpIWOSBNH2o?si… "...the reason we got out of Covid, it wasn't the Americans that figured out the protest thing, it was the Canadians. Canadian truckers reminded Americans about protesting, and a good protesting, protesting actual tyranny, not this fake tyranny..."