Phil's e-mail:
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Email from David Crane |
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Date: Dr.
Gairden, It has
come to my attention that you are the ultimate reason for the delay in the
Fall edition. This news is very disheartening as it was my recommendation
that ensured your position. I urge you to remember that you are part of a
team and their judgment is to be respected. David
Crane |
From Beth's Metadex:
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Personal:
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Beth's e-mail:
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Email from mlo@metadex.net |
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Date: On
your Friday progress sheet, you say that you worked on your report for the
Labyrinth project that afternoon, but I know you took that afternoon off. You're
my star worker, so I'm not going to make an issue of it, which is why I'm
sending this here rather than at work; but let's be clear that it mustn't
happen again. I'll
expect you to have the report finished and ready to go by Monday morning. MLO |
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Date: Thank you for the lovely lunch. It was nice to see you, however
short. However, you know me, I'll always worry. Please take care of
yourself. And don't forget to call your father, he would appreciate
hearing from you. Have you thanked him yet for your birthday gift? kiss- your
mother |
Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: Well,
I am convinced that there's more to these. I've been going over it in my
head and it just doesn't make sense. I'm sure that I'm just seeing things
that don't exist, especially at this hour. Have to run some errands and
get some work done today, will try to call you later. Oh, I
wanted to thank you for the other night. I'm not sure why seeing him
affected me so. It was such a long time ago, I know. I was over it. I am
over it. Besides, it makes no sense to dwell on the impossible. emc |
Beth's site update, Oct 5:
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Biography: My Life What is there to tell? |
paintover.net:
http://www.theaquapolis.com/urchin/carelessly.*
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Oct 4 22:36 carelessly.mp3
"Okay, I'm in now. Count me down, yo." Oct 5 03:34 carelessly.txt Texel
[crossword puzzle...this is the solution: ]
(Say what? First, I am well. Wackiness, lots on here again.)?
Oct 5 04:19 carelessly.mic Scratch
sorry i'm late |
Aquapolis incidentlog, 10/08/03
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SafeSys Incident Log |
Beth's e-mail:
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Email from pgairden@metadex.net |
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Date: It has
been my experience that there is more to gain from following your
instincts than in ignoring them. Your mind is complex; I will grant you
that. However, it has its weaknesses. In order to work as efficiently as
it does, it skips information that is often vital...filling in the data as
it sees fit. Your instincts rarely fail you and ignoring them can often be
dangerous and lead to regret. It is
a lesson that I learned in my childhood and something that has brought me
far in life. It's not one that I like to ignore, which has made this week
so difficult. I did publish the article by Dr. Leo Kane, though I still
have my doubts. Politics is an ugly game and one that I've rarely won.
Despite the wealth of sound material for this edition, there was no choice
but to publish with his quackery. That may be harsh and an apology may be
due, but a quick look at his website does not ease my concerns. There is
just something about that man that I do not trust. I've begun an
investigation into him, though I've not found anything conclusive. Thus my
doubts, my instincts, went ignored. Is it right to be so upset when people
that you respect do not respect you? Phillip |
drleokane.com:
| Dr. Leo Kane is a licensed
professional psychiatrist specializing in research in mind-body psychiatry
and the interplay of science, nature, technology and medicine. Dr. Kane's
work has been highlighted in several leading publications.
Thanks to a generous continuing grant, Dr. Kane is able to pursue research opportunities around the world and make incisive, thought-provoking discoveries about the nature of the mind and its inner workings. His insightful studies and publications highlight an evolving, ever-changing approach to standard psychotherapeutic techniques and methodologies. Never content to rest on his laurels, Dr. Kane has put forward many controversial theories about the nature of the mind and its relationship to the greater universe both within and without even while colleagues are content to accept the status quo. Physicians and other health care professionals, in times of restrictive insurance reimbursement programs and dwindling resources in the medical community at large, have criticized Dr. Kane for his sometimes audacious and very often daring research. He is more often than not vindicated by finding the very methods he was criticized for in years past becoming accepted as standard of care in modern treatment programs. Dr. Kane continues to infuriate and vex the medical community while at the same time surprising and exciting them with his findings. If you would like information on Dr. Kane's current research projects, please visit the Practice page for up-to-date information. DISCLAIMER: The information presented here is not to be taken as personal or professional advice. I cannot diagnose or treat any complaints or answer personal questions or give advice under any circumstances. When choosing a therapist, bear in mind that it is impossible to guarantee the success of psychotherapy. Much depends on both the patient and therapist and the relationship between the two. Curriculum VitaeLeo Kane 1981 Psychiatric aide, Hawaii State Hospital,
Certificate. 1978-82 University of Hawaii premed studies 1994-present Twice weekly psychoanalysis with
Dr. Jane Harrisburg 1989-99 Owner, Managing Director and Editorial Director, Kane Publications. 1993 Editor, Cultural Sciences Quarterly
Journal Worldwide Committee Memberships: Publications: Books: Mental Machinations, Kane Publications, 1998. Articles: Other Roads: Alternatives to Standard Practice, Psychiatry This Week, vol 2 number 1 (supplement) 2003 I'm OK, You're So-So, Psych Quarterly Clinical Update, vol 23 number 7, 2000 pp 329-40 Dealing With Defeat, International Journal of Hypothesis in Psychiatry, vol 4 number 12, 1997 pp 1775-80 Online Publications and Unpublished Manuscripts: The Mind of the Master: New Age Theories Applied to Psychiatric Illness (manuscript in progress) Waking the Witch: Visualization Techniques in Sleep Paralysis, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 2 number 4, 2003 Psychiatrist as Shaman, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 4, 2002 Meditation for Madness, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 3, 2002 Phantoms in Therapy: A Review of Phantoms in Psychiatric Disorder, Paranormal Research Journal, vol 1 number 1, 2002 PracticeAloha! This is the place to go to keep up with my current research and studies. At the current time, I have suspended patient sessions with Jane's practice and am on an extended sabbatical. I've been asked by so many colleagues recently what my latest project is about and when they can expect to see a full manuscript that I've decided to share what I can here. In the spring of 2002, I was sent a prepublication report of a former patient of mine who had not responded to therapy with myself or any of a number of other therapists and indeed seemed destined for institutionalization. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the patient, Mrs. Z, had responded dramatically and quickly with the assistance of a single individual's efforts! Of course my interest was piqued and I proceeded to follow up on this individual who could seemingly work magic--for lack of a better term--on the previously hopeless. Along the way I was able to use some of the research I had gathered to write articles for a couple of publications, and the deeper I looked into this individual the more fascinated I became. Who is this miracle worker? In a word, Wongmo. Out of curiosity, I arranged to attend one of his weekend seminars on music as therapy and to be perfectly honest, my eyes were opened. I learned ways of thinking in that one weekend that to this day I'm surprised I never thought of myself. I am currently conducting exhaustive research into Wongmo's methods and successes and hope to have a finished manuscript available concerning this incredibly talented man by spring 2004. I will, of course, be including in the appendices some of the case reports I have gathered based on my various observations and research. Wongmo has kindly made himself available to me for my studies any hour of the day or night and I am taking exhaustive notes and documenting all I humanly can. Leo ps--I apologize for not answering mail and expect to be able to do so once my research here is finished and I'm back home in my very own office. |
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is committed to helping you feel better about yourself and your life. Even
if you didn't realize it, you hold the power to change anything in your
own universe. Your outer life is a reflection of your inner universe. As
your attitudes change in the inner self, the outer self magically changes! People sometimes ask why Wongmo has chosen Wongmo rather than, say, Howard or Fred or maybe Clarence. Wongmo chose "Wong" because to the ancient Chinese "Wong" meant "pure of heart." "Mo" signified soul, honor, wisdom, and divine, unconditional love and transformation. Together, they symbolize the spiritual and the elemental, the mental and the essential, the conscious and subconscious, the yin and yang, the beginning and the end. Symbolism is important to the creative mind and spirit, and Wongmo suggests that you choose a symbolic name for yourself in your journey as well. One recent attendee chose to call herself "Princess Rose Quartz," a fitting name that helped her focus on her spiritual studies. Wongmo is a certified hypnotherapist
with more than two decades of experience in guided past life regression.
In addition, Wongmo is also a teacher, spiritual counselor, ascencion
healer, and spiritual steward for mother Earth and all those who walk upon
her face. Wongmo frequently teaches self hypnosis in his seminars and
courses, and offers for purchase CDs and audio tapes based on his decades
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Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: Phillip,
I understand what you are saying. However, I'm reminded of something C.S.
Lewis once said, "Our instincts are at war...each instinct, if you
listen to it, will claim to be gratified at the expense of the rest."
Man stands above because of the ability to think, to reason. We have the
power to sort through our conflicting instincts and see the truth. That
power comes through logic. As it stands right now, there is no logical
relationship for the patterns that I am seeing. A
repeat of the Plagues? That just doesn't happen. Logic would almost have
to dictate that it is nothing more than an elaborate hoax. Yet one that is
so complex? That spans the world? I have been poring over images,
articles, and emails and it just does not add up. Nothing adds up. There
is a new project at work, one that could make quick work of this.
Unfortunately, I don't have access to the application myself. However,
there is a function on Friday. The office would be empty. Marcus has
access. Is my sanity worth the risk? |
Pics in Marcus Ormond's metadex, 10/9/03:
update to Beth's site, Oct 11:
| Biography:
My Work I’ve never been a cheerleader-type and I certainly wouldn’t have gotten an award for school spirit. I’m a behind the scenes sort of person that does what needs to be done to the best of my ability. So when I was honored with the first corporate-wide employee of the month, no one was more surprised than me. Granted, logically I was a good choice. Several months after James Avery, a brilliant and passionate man who gave his heart and soul to this company, announced his retirement leaving the company without direction. After some languishing on the decision, the company has finally appointed a new CEO. While this is ultimately a good thing, the changes and uncertainty have made many employees and investors nervous. My entire career has been spent with Metacortex in R&D, a department that represents the future of the company. By choosing me, the company is showing faith in the dedicated employees as well as a commitment to the future. It was a very symbolic choice, yet one that I hope provides me with some security. That wouldn’t have been an issue just a few months ago. I’ve worked under the same man since I started with the company as a college intern. We clicked immediately and he became more of a mentor than a boss. He supported me, he challenged me, but most importantly, he trusted me and I trusted him. Now I am not so sure. His demeanor toward me has slowly shifted over the past few months. It was easy to justify with the increased pressures that he has been facing, though he always rose to the occasion in the past. My work has been consistent over the past few month, my habits have not changed significantly. Yet his attitude towards me has changed. Last night I believe I discovered why.
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My Hobby
It all started out so innocently. A simple link to a website sent from a friend with the half-hearted plea, "You've gotta check this out! It can't be real, can it?" One website led to another and another and another... Before I knew it, my bookmarks were filled with crazy sites that seemed to be documenting another world. A world that called to me, that fascinated me. Many people accept these instances on faith and consider them to be signs or miracles. Others believe that they're figments of a deluded mind or elaborate hoaxes meant to trick the feeble minded. I don't know what I believe. However, I do know that science, history, and knowledge dictate that there is a logical and rational explanation for such phenomena. They may be paranormal, but they are not abnormal. |
Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: I
cannot believe my night. I cannot believe what I found. I cannot believe
that I was caught. I cannot believe that I let myself get off track. Phil,
what is wrong with me? Why am I losing my focus? Why is James suddenly
everywhere? What is happening? As
planned, I was working late on a project and told Marcus that I would do
my best to get to the hotel on time. I explained that I'd put the stuff on
his desk when he left and that I would give him his key when I got to the
hotel. Everything was fine and the office slowly emptied out. I went into
his office, knowing that he would have superuser access to the latest
Labyrinth build. It was not a problem and I could have easily explained it
all away. Yet
there it was, an entire folder on James. I just found myself looking
through it all. It makes no sense. Why does Marcus have it? What does he
know? Is this why he's been so cold to me lately? I had the folder open on
the desk and was looking through his other files to find something,
anything, when I saw Katherine's shadow. I threw my report on top of the
folder, but I'm sure it was too late. I tried to talk my way out of it
while attempting to put everything back in order; I'm certain that it
didn't work. We
headed to the meet and greet together and she didn't really say anything
about it. Come to think of it, she was more interested in talking about
the paranormal. I didn't see her talking to Marcus at the hotel, he was
busy with the other directors. I can only hope that she lets it go before
Monday. What
was I thinking? More importantly, why is James suddenly everywhere? |
paintover.net:
http://www.little-boxes.net/stairs/stairs/stairs/
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Sun, 12 Oct 2003 01:35:17 GMT silvia.bh
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October 13, 2003 |
Beth's e-mail:
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Email from pgairden@metadex.net |
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Date: Beth!
I'm sorry but I've not been able to get a decent connection since I
arrived and my account logins have been giving me an inordinate amount of
trouble lately. I meant to respond earlier; I've been worried! What
did you find in the folder? And what exactly was going on with you and
James? I mean, I know you were close and that you saw a lot of each
other...did he get you mixed up in something? Are you in trouble? I have
to say, I never took a liking to that guy. I know you and I agreed to
disagree on that point a long time ago, but is this finally the proof you
needed that he was a bad risk? I have
a feeling that if you keep your head down and your nose to the grindstone,
this will blow over quickly. You're probably making more out of it than it
has to be. Let me
know how it goes... Phillip |
Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: Files!
He had detailed files on both of them! Where would he get those and why
would he have them out after all this time? It doesn't make any sense! And of
course he called me into his office this morning. I haven't felt that
guilty and helpless since I got caught stealing cookies when I was 8. He
said maybe I should take a sabbatical. I told him I didn't want to but
maybe I should. No, I
keep reminding myself that I just need to buckle down and concentrate on
my work while I'm at work. But then I can't stop trying to wrangle my
research into some semblance of a pattern, to the point where I obsess so
much that I would have to question any pattern I did arrive at...and THEN,
on top of it all, this image of James suddenly has the ubiquitousness of
an AOL free trial CD! Why
DID he have that file? WHY? |
from Ormond's metadex, Oct 15:
from Phil's metadex on Oct 15:
Email from Beth to her mailing list, "Life in a Box," Oct 16:
| Hi!
Work is not going well at all. That’s part of the reason for the resurgence of the email list. I’m just not comfortable writing the truth on my website and that bothers me. I have always made a point of finding and stating the facts as I know them to be. Now that may lead me down a road that I am unwilling to take.Last Friday, I was working late. I had explained to my boss that I would put a few papers in his office and then lock up for the weekend. While in there I was distracted for a few minutes and a coworker seems to have assumed that I was looking through company secrets. That was not the case at all. I was merely distracted by a single folder. Unfortunately, the worst possible employee to walk in on me did just that. Of course she ran straight to Marcus and told him. So now I have "problems with authority" and a "troubling attitude" that is "distracting me from my duties." Now does that sound like me? He did have some valid points when he called me into his office. One of which was to watch what I write on my website. It’s not unheard of for people to lose their jobs based on what they say online. So, here we are, back to the days of email. At least for now. My life is only slightly better. I feel as though I’m haunted by memories of days gone by. I’m terribly concerned about a good friend from my past. He seems to be missing and though I’ve not spoken to him in years, I’ve tried to reach him with absolutely no success. If one didn’t know better, it would almost be as if he never existed. What would make a person go into hiding like that? And with his ex-wife? They were on good terms for the sake of their son, but it was just for his sake. I always believed that he just needed to get away from it all. Now I know otherwise and yet I know nothing. I’m so worried. My hobby is as confusing as ever, so at least that hasn’t changed. I’ve found a number of instances that seem to be based on biblical plagues. I believe that they are part of an elaborate hoax, but it seems just too elaborate to be one. I’ve put a few of them up on my site under current research and I’ll add a few more shortly. There just has to be a logical explanation to them and I will figure out just what that is. If you have any ideas about them, I would love to hear your theories. Feel free to send them my way, you know the address. Beth/emc2 PS: I received the following letter last week. I have been meaning to get it scanned and uploaded on to my website, but haven’t had the time. She really would like to gain some understanding in hopes of receiving some compensation from her insurance company. I am at a loss of what to tell her; perhaps her letter may trigger something with one of you. Dear Ms. McConnell, Mrs. Rockwell down the road said that you might be interested in hearing my story and that you might know someone that could help us. It’s been quite a mess and I’m just sick over it. On October 6, I was cleaning up the lunch dishes and noticed the sky going green outside the kitchen window. They always say the sky goes green before a tornado and I wanted to call Mr. Ross inside. Now it struck me as odd then because it was a beautiful day but you can never be too safe about such things. So I hustled outside and called for him but he couldn’t hear me so I ran right after him. The next thing I know, a loud crash scared the fright right out of me and I couldn’t move. Mr. Ross came running and helped me back up to my feet and when I turned back around, the house was in a pile on the ground. Now I know that it had to have been an earthquake. Houses don’t just fall apart like that and the insurance man said that he talked to the weather service and that there wasn’t a tornado, which I could have told him. He also said that it wasn’t an earthquake as nothing else was destroyed, not even the chicken coops just down from where I was standing. I don't know how these earthquakes work, but there is just no other possibility. He also said that the only thing that could account for this happened at suppertime and about 2 miles down the road which just happens to be where Ms. Anne’s goat barn collapsed. But I know that it was just after lunch because Mr. Ross always does the back field at 2, you can set your watch to it, and I could see him working on getting there. Well now the man is telling me that the insurance won’t pay us for anything. And really, it’s not the money. I lost my mother’s china. It was her mother’s and her mother’s before her. Nothing can replace that. But it sure would be nice to have them help us pay to have a new house built. That’s why we pay this insurance and it’s not cheap. I really do hope that Mrs. Rockwell was right and that you’d be able to explain this for the insurance man or point me to someone that can. As I told you, I’m just sick over this. Thank you kindly, Margaret Ross |
paintover.net:
http://www.underscorehosting.com/magnify/unjust.*
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Thu, 16
Oct 2003 21:09:55 GMT unjust.jpg
yeah,
hello?
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http://theaquapolis.com/noble/roman.*
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roman.txt
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Beth's e-mail:
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Email from katgirl@metadex.net |
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Date: Hey
girl! I lost
your phone number, but would love to get together tonight. Had a blast
last night! That guy, what a trip. Anyway, give me a call so we can hook
up later. Kat |
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Email from pgairden@metadex.net |
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Date: I’m
sorry that I have been so out of touch the past few days. I will return
home mid-week and would love to meet with you then. This trip has given me
as many questions as it has answers and it would be great to sort this out
with you. Have found no concrete evidence of Kane here; how can a man that
was born and raised in Hawaii have no ties to the place aside from a
rather “touched” spiritual guide? Going to try to meet with Kane again
tomorrow, then lectures on Monday. Home Tuesday night if all goes as
planned. How
are things on your end? Hopefully all is well. I will call soon. Phillip |
From Kat's Metadex:
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From Beth's Metadex:
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Aquapolis incidentlogs, 10/21/03
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SafeSys Incident Log
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e-mail from Wongmo to his mailing list, Oct 22:
| Greetings, my friend! Wongmo is home from this season's retreat with a quick recap of the week's events! The retreat opened on the 11th of October with a beachfront bonfire and old-fashioned clam bake. The weather was perfect, with crystal clear skies and balmy temperatures, the ocean lapping at the shore, and attendees joining hands and singing songs around the fire late into the night. The beginning songwriting seminars of the 12th and 13th were very well attended and Wongmo was very very pleased with the calibre of students present. The social mixer and group swim on the evening of the 13th was pleasant and uneventful save for that incident involving Mara L (Mara, your bikini top has been recovered and is being shipped to you). Wongmo held the Pixels on the Page seminar the morning of the 14th and, after a bit of a bumpy start due to some confusion on which conference room was reserved, led a very interesting session. The coffee arrived late but Wongmo was gratified to see bright, shining faces that early in the morning considering some of you were out quite late the previous night. Yes, Tom B and Tina S, Wongmo is looking at you. The afternoon session on the 14th, "Lighting the Creative Torch," was well attended. Wongmo thought the pyrotechnics at the session's start were a nice touch even though there was some minor scorching on one wall. Many of you took advantage of your free day on the 15th to indulge in a little shopping. Wongmo noted a large increase in Hawaiian shirts and straw sun hats the remainder of the week. Nancy C in particular helped the local economy a great deal, and Hawaii thanks her. The advanced songwriting sessions on the 16th and 17th were again an amazing display of raw talent. It was stirring to see so many folks strip away the pretense and artifice of the modern world and get in touch with their primal selves through song. Many very interesting compositions resulted. The sessions offered the morning of the 18th were evenly split, with some attending the popular haiku on the beach seminar and the rest attending the inner dolphin gathering. Wongmo was happy to see so many new faces getting in touch with the sea creature inside us all. The closing session, a "Firewalk of Faith," taught many attendees that they could do the seemingly impossible. Afterward, so many of you expressed your gratitude for this amazing experience! Wongmo is pleased to report that Sara F is doing fine and sends her thanks for your kind thoughts. She is home from the hospital and says she will try it again next year but, she says, she promises next time she won't fall half way across. Wongmo also wishes to thank Jimmie K and Ron W for helping Sara to her feet and putting out her caftan. Wongmo hopes to see all of his new and old friends at the next retreat. Keep watching for the announcement, and remember:The flight of the Eagle is no further or faster than the trek of the Dolphin. ~Wongmo |
in Phil's metadex, Oct 22:
[note the name on the receipt - Arnold Quentin Niehoffer]
Transcription:
I am writing to you out of concern for my mother, who is one of your students. I have been watching with interest as she has ordered your course materials, subscribed to your newsletters, and has bought your CD's and other products. She is also planning on attending your upcoming retreat in Hawaii. Now, while all of this may seem well and good on the surface, I have become very alarmed upon discovering just how much money she is spending on Wongmo related things. I feel that your materials seem to be very overpriced, especially when considering the actual content included, or lack thereof. My mother is living on a limited income, and frankly I am having a very difficult time watching her throw hard-earned and saved money down the drain on these things. It would be one thing if there were some actual substance to your materials, but they seem to be mostly empty feel-good pontifications. As a musician myself, it is also painfully obvious that you're not formally trained in anything, except for maybe mail order scamming. At this point, I am about to report you to the appropriate authorities, but I wanted to give you a chance to respond, being the fair-minded person that I am. Can you please provide me with any concrete certification as to your musical/spiritual/monetary integrity? I don't anticipate that you can, but who knows? Prove me wrong. For my mother's sake. Sincerely, Roger Smith
Transcription:
October 7, 2003
Dear "Wongmo"
I have seen a lot of crap in my day, but I gotta tell ya, you take the cake. You take Scheister to new levels.
I don't know where you get off thinking that you can manipulate the feelings and emotions of my wife the way you have, but this has to stop, and I mean now! Kristy has gone from being a normal wife with a career and mind of her own to a mindless art-obsessed automaton, spouting
Wongmo-isms, and telling me that I don't understand, because I'm just not enlightened, having not followed my inner dolphin.
What a load of crap! I don't know who you really are, as I'm sure Wongmo isn't your real name, but you need to lay off Kristy, and you need to do it now! You may have some power over these women, but you can't pull one over on me. I see right through you and your new age musical bullshit! Nothing pisses me off more than a man who takes advantage of women. What a man you are!
So, to-, what would you do if I came down to our little "institute" and paid you a little visit myself? You wanna see my inner dolphin? Listen pal, my inner dolphin is so big it won't return Spielberg's calls!
So whaddya say? You gonna lay off my wife and refund her money, or are me and Flipper gonna have to come down and have a little talk??
Look forward to hearing from you soon, -erboy.
Sam
Beth's e-mail:
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Email from pgairden@metadex.net |
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Date: It has
taken me several minutes (no, hours) to compose myself enough to put
fingers to keys and address you in any sort of reasonable manner -
although, using the word 'reasonable' within ten paragraphs of your name
is laughable, really! How
dare you - you who call yourself a professional, a researcher, with a
certain measure of integrity - bring the credibility of our studies into
question with credentials that may be no more real than some of the ghosts
about which you write? How dare you stain the hard work and reputation of
hundreds of authors, contributors, and volunteers with this sham setup
you've created? I can
thus far find no evidence of the actual studies that you have cited, and
believe me, as a researcher, I tried every which way of proving you have
some integrity in your work. Help me out here: are we debunking the
paranormal event which happens to be your existence, or can you provide me
some shred of truth, some conclusive evidence that shows me you are
actually who you say you are and that you have the slightest understanding
of the research you purport to know so much about? This is unbelievable!
How have you gotten this far in your career on such shoddy footing? What
on earth could you possibly have to say for yourself about all this? I'm at
a loss, here. I value the work my associates and I do far too much to be
hoodwinked by someone who seeks to undermine a segment of academia which
already suffers from a severe case of nay-sayers and cynics. Give
me something solid, and soon, or I will blow this thing wide open. You
will not make me, or the paranormal community, take a hit for what you've
done. Phillip
Gairden |
From Beth's Metadex:
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Personal:
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[the two images of Chicago are named "bach.jpg" and "brahms.jpg"]
dina.thenekodas.com/beethoven.html:
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October 24, 2003dina.thenekodas.com tidying house! quickly!Here in my Little Corner of the Web (remember when it seemed like ALL web pages were called this, back in the day?), I feel fairly safe and cozy and tucked in with books in stacks practically falling over, and armchairs and footrests and all, the Sunday paper spread out all around me, pages pulled out and draped like collapsing tents on a battlefield of afghan blankets and abandoned coffee mugs. And then the effervescent Wongmo himself goes and features one of my songs as part of his student showcase! That was really nice - it was part of a workshop exercise from a while back that was more about free associating than anything. I had to struggle not to rhyme. Since then, it's been easier doing free verse, or internal rhyme, and not sticking to formulaic orange/door hinge type stuff. I still feel as though I am learning so much, and yet getting little boosts like this is so nice, too. Little pats on the back, for all that is yet so new to me.
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[Oct 25 - Beth's paranormal research archives are suddenly rearranged, resulting in 12 being prominently located at the end]
e-mail from Beth to her mailing list, "Outside the Box," Oct 25:
| Hi! Vacation! I can't believe that with everything happening at work, I actually have the courage to take my boss up on his offer of "a little time off to regroup and regain my focus". I'm so very excited and there is just so much to do before I leave tomorrow and here I am writing an email. I figured that it would be the best way to let everyone know that I'm ok and that I'll be back in town next week, if everything goes as planned. As you are aware, I have a rather intense interest in paranormal activity. Well, sometime this week someone went into my research archives and did something to a few of the events I've chronicled which made me look a bit more closely at them. If my hunch is correct, I think that for the first time I may have actually predicted where the next occurrence will take place. I can't believe it and it all seems so crazy, but sometimes you just have to follow your gut. So, I'm off to the middle of nowhere to experience an anomaly first hand. I'll be sure to take copious notes and video whatever I may see. To be honest, I have no idea of what to expect and the anticipation is nearly killing me! My boss, I'm sure, will not be happy with my short notice. There is so much work to be done and he's already more than a bit upset with me. The new CEO seems to have lost the big picture and has reassigned the priorities on a number of accounts which has us all running around like mad. Despite my best efforts, I've not been able to focus on work and find myself constantly distracted by the paranormal. Which, luckily I was because I think that I may actually have predicted an event (at least the when & where of it!). My mind is just racing! Other than that, things have really been looking up. It was a rough start to the week, a good friend is apparently very upset with me for some reason that he does not feel the need to share, my research archives were once again broken into and messed with, my dog was back at the vet. On top of a rough couple weeks, it just nearly broke me. Fortunately I've made a new friend at work that helped me to see the light at the end of the tunnel, Laika was suddenly much better, the altered research led me to a fantastic revelation, and I just feel like I'm 10 years old waiting to open presents. It's all so illogical and yet so invigorating! I haven't felt this great for about two years. I'm so excited that I'm beginning to ramble. I'll have my laptop with me, though who knows what sort of connection I'll be able to get out there. I'll try to check in with everyone midweek. If not, I should be back in town next week. Woo! Vacation!! Beth |
Beth's e-mail:
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Email from katgirl@metadex.net |
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Date: Beth, I've
been thinking about this since we got off the phone. You have to do this!
Like you said, you'll regret it if you don't go. I know that you're
worried about MLO, but you shouldn't be. After all, he's the one that told
you to take time off! I'll cover for you as much as possible, so you don't
have to worry about that and we live and work a "wired reality."
If you need something from work, all you'll need to do is call me and I'll
get it to you. I know
that you're worried about a wild goose chase. I've only known you a short
period of time, but I've never known you to be wrong about anything. You
have to have confidence in yourself and trust your instincts--they're
good! Go, find what ever it is that you're going to find, and enjoy
yourself! You deserve it! Don't
worry about Laika, she can stay with me while you're gone. We'll have a
blast together. If you leave me your key, I'll even stop by your place and
check in on things there. Oh! You can borrow all my camping gear. You'll
be set. Just stop by my house later so we can get it all worked out. |
Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: I
received your email and I've tried to call so that we could talk this out.
I must admit that I'm more than a little confused by all of this. It
concerns me to know that you feel this way when I've done nothing to
provoke such emotion. I have always considered you a dear friend and
thought you felt the same way. Friends don't just send an email like that
without any explanation. If I've done something to lead you to believe
such things, I would really like to know what it was and I believe that is
only fair. Really, your friendship means the world to me and I would hate
to lose it over something that I just don't understand. Please
call me soon as you don't seem to be answering my calls. I'm leaving
tomorrow for several days and I'd like to put this behind us before I
leave. Beth |
in Beth's metadex:
Personal:
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Beth's e-mail:
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Email from pgairden@metadex.net |
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Date: Beth, Please
disregard that email. It was a mistake to send it. You know that I
consider you a friend before and above anything else. I have the utmost
respect for you and that will never change. Let us just ignore the fact
that I sent that email and move forward as the friends that we are. I'm
sorry that I've not returned your calls. I've been busy making up for the
time that I was away. Perhaps when you return, we'll be able to sit down
and talk. Have a safe trip. Phillip |
from Wongmo's weekly mailbag, 10/25/03:
| From: P.G. I've written and rewritten this letter a dozen times, each time stripping a little part of it, a part of myself, away. I know that you always say you crave simplicity and straightforwardness in all things. I wanted NOT to drown you in wordiness, but instead to tell you as directly as I could, how I feel. (You'll probably never even see this, so what should it matter?) I've learned so much about myself in the time I've spent with you. Seeing your passion for the world around you, your curiosity, I've myself begun spotting connections in the little electric impulses of life, those unseen things than hold us together. I see, and FEEL, sense, where before there was only chaos. And I have only you to thank. I've devoted my life to debunking the improbable and explaining the unexplainable. I've spent hours draining the mystery out of the cup of life before I hand it back, dry and dessicated, to people who only wanted to believe in powers greater than themselves. Never before did I appreciate how wonderful it felt to be held in the thrall of something wild, something that couldn't be scientifically proven or analyzed to within an inch of its life. Now that I feel that thrall, now that I'm able to put the cynicism of my younger days aside for the purity of love, I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my days basking in that glow. Please, dear song of my soul....share this moment with me. Forever yours. Answer: Well.....Thank you for the kind words. Wongmo feels the same way about all of his students! -Wongmo |
Oct 25 - update to thenekodas.com main page:
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leaves = autumn = autumnal
dina.thenekodas.com/autumnal.html:
I awoke from my dream abruptly, startled into wakefulness.
Raising my head, the alarm clock’s red
display told me that it was not yet As I lay, motionless lest I make a sound to attract the attention of the nameless night terrors, my blanket began to twitch. Slowly it began to inch its way up my body, and no matter how I struggled, I found myself unable to prevent it covering my face. It advanced It pressed down against me, making my eyes feel like they were about to explode with the pressure. As the terror took over I opened my mouth to scream, but all I could feel was the
cloth
filling my mouth, choking me. Waves of hatred and malice swept over me as I lay there powerless, and my only solace was that it would soon be over. I awoke from my dream abruptly, startled into wakefulness. Raising my head, the alarm clock’s red display told me that it was not yet morning.
not yet morning
not yet morning
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paintover.net:
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http://www.metacortechs.com/boring/yeah/huh/bigmclargehuge.*
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Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: I
don't get it. Did you not mean to send it, or did you not mean to send it
to me? |
October 28, 2003ethan.thenekodas.com (Dina never saw this - deleted soon after posting) SleepHey, did you get good sleep last night? I've been getting worried about your sleep problems lately. I mean, I have bruises on my legs from your thrashing about the other night. I was talking with a guy here who had a sleep study done on him, and he says it sounds like you should definitely get one of those done. He says it's not too bad, if you don't mind getting all sorts of wires stuck to you. I'd like you to at least consider that or seeing a, well, a therapist. This kind of stuff has gone from annoying to way beyond normal, I mean for you. If you did, it wouldn't mean you were weird or anything. It might help you track down what's been going on. Anyway, we can talk when I get home, but promise me you'll at least think about it, okay? Posted by Ethan at October 28, 2003 04:31 PM |
October 28, 2003ethan.thenekodas.com (Dina never saw this - deleted soon after posting) TroublingOK, this thing with that guy Todd Rogan (remember I mentioned him) has really been bugging me. Quite frankly, I'm pretty weirded out about the whole thing. I don't think I explained it very well, but it was just so strange, this guy coming up to me like I'm some long lost buddy. And I've been trying to remember what he called me, but I just can't for the life of me remember. Weird thing too, I swear I saw him following me around, and I think I may have even seen him at the airport as I was going through security. It's a creepy feeling, almost like I'm being stalked or something now. Anyway, I hate even bothering you with all this, as you've got enough going on with yourself, but I'm a little worried about running into him again when I go to Seattle on Friday. Stupid, huh? Like I have anything to be afraid of from this guy. Nevertheless, every time I think of him, I just get this really weird feeling of unease. Hmm, I don't know if I should even post this. It's probably nothing. Posted by Ethan at October 28, 2003 04:44 PM |
dina.thenekodas.com/night.html:
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dina.thenekodas.com/blueline.html:
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Kat's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: You aren't going to believe this but
I missed the event! I was right about the time but I was slightly off on
the location. At least I know that the pattern that I found is correct
which means that there should be another event this week. I'm heading
there now and will tell you all about everything when I get back. I'll
probably stop by early Sunday evening to get Laika. How is she doing? How
are things at work? Will I still have a job when I return? Is there
anything that I should know? |
Phil's e-mail:
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Email from emc2@metadex.net |
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Date: I just
thought that I would send you an email letting you know that I made it
down here with no problems and that I should be home in time to get to
work on Monday. I'll tell you all about my trip when I return. I hope that
all is well and that you are no longer upset with me. Beth |
Beth's e-mail:
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Email from katgirl@metadex.net |
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Date: You're
right, I can't believe it! Hopefully you'll have better luck with the next
one. There's no real news here. Everything at the office is as hectic as
it was when you left. When you get back I want to talk to you about MLO, I
think that the stress is beginning to get to him, though I'm sure you know
him better than I do. Your place is still standing and Laika is having a
blast here, though she does miss you. She has really enjoyed the backyard
and only got through the fence once. Nothing to worry about though, she
came as soon as I called for her. |
conundrumdina.thenekodas.com The routine of sleeplessness has certainly made it easier in some ways to think of melodic lines and even some lyrics. The sleep deprivation makes it near-impossible to put these things together. np: Asleep, The Smiths
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E-mail from Beth to her mailing list, "Out of the Box," Oct 30:
| Greetings from Alabama! This trip has been quite a ride and a frustrating one at that! I was within miles of an occurrence and missed it! After so many events had taken place in or near national parks or forests, I thought that this one would follow suit and had been focused on Talladega National Forest. I trusted that though so much that I missed the event by just a few miles. I cannot believe that I came all this way, sleeping out in the wilds, for nothing! Well, to be fair, it wasn't exactly nothing. A strange event did occur just up the road and I was able to get up there, talk to a few people, and take some pictures. If the story is true, it's absolutely amazing and something that I really wish that I had witnessed. While there were two witnesses to the actual event, I was only able to interview one of them. The other witness, an unknown man, disappeared in the resulting fog and hasn't been seen since. The first witness, a very nice guy in his mid 30s, explained that he was working in his barn when he noticed one of his horses running at a full gallop and a stranger standing not far from the fence watching. He was curious as to who the stranger was and why the horse was so active so he went to investigate. As he got closer he saw the horse come to a stop mid-stride and it seemed as if he was encased in glass. Instantly, fog began to bounce off the glass and within seconds the surrounding area was completely enveloped in the fog. By the time he made his way to the fence, the stranger was gone. As he turned to look towards the horse, he noticed that the fog was clearing and that the glass had faded. The horse stumbled out of the gallop stride and slowly walked out of the area. We measured the area, still marked by a sort of chill, to be a perfect 12 foot square. As disappointing as it was to not witness the event first hand, it was great to know that I had accurately predicted that one would occur. If the pattern continues, another event will be happening in just a few days and if all goes well, I won't miss it! Other than that, I have no news. I should be home and back at work by Monday. I'm surprised that I'm actually looking forward to it. A little time away was exactly what I needed! Beth |
From Kat's Metadex, Oct 31:
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October 31, 2003ethan.thenekodas.com Schedule ChangeGrrr. Well so much for seeing ya tomorrow. My afternoon meeting was going long and got interrupted by some technical glitch, so we were forced to quit for the day before we were done. Soooooo, that means we're back together on Monday to finish what we should have been finished with tonight. I pushed for a Saturday meet time, but no go. So, rather than fly home, spend the night and fly right back, it just makes more sense for me to stick around through the weekend. At least they've put me up at the IC again, so I can't complain. I hate Halloween.
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dina.thenekodas.com/tortoise.html:
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Phone call received by many on Oct 31 (transcription):
Woman1: Marcus, this message is being left for you at 5:39AM Friday Morning.
Woman2(foreign accent): I have been seeing people, Aqua Police.
Man1: No, I have no idea where the Noble Roman directory came from, nor its contents. I'll check the security air logs.
Marcus: I'm away from my desk. Leave a message and I'll try to get back when I can.
Woman3: Dude, what do you think you’re doing?
Woman4: Be assured, Mr. Ormond, everything is A-OK and under control.
metacortechs.com on Oct 31:
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