Gathering Winter Fuel

Today I cut up the wooden palette upon which one of our deliveries of wood came. To break the palette into planks, remove the nails and then size these with a chain saw takes a couple of hours. The sized pieces can then be turned into kindling with a hatchet. This saves something like £25. Time is something I have a fair bit of for now.

If you would have told me that I would be changing the cain on a chain saw when I lived in Surrey, I would not have believed you. The thermal cut out on the battery chain saw kicked in this afternoon. The chain was blunt. So, I stripped the saw back and fitted a new chain doing some maintenance cleaning at the same time. Then wearing my authentic Canadian lumberjack shirt, I got back to work. The planks sliced more easily and I estimate we now have 10 weeks of kindling.

Did you know there is a right way and a wrong way to fit a chainsaw chain?

This morning, we had 770 kg of propane delivered. That is about 17,500 moles or about 1 x 1028 molecules. That is a lot of molecules. It is around 11,000kWh. It is going to be expensive.

We have also had 2 cubic metres of logs delivered by a nice chap from the nearby town.

So, we have gathered enough winter fuel to see us to April. This might be our last winter here or it might not.

Next winter the wood we harvested after Tempest Ciaran should be ready to burn, so our fuel bill will be lower. We have about 10 cubic metres stored.

I am considering getting a tarpaulin and making a makeshift log store so that I can harvest some for winter 2026….

Gathering winter fuel…

Renunciation or Self-Sabotage?

The human ability to kid oneself is well known though for those kidding, difficult to accept. At the moment there are many who deem the slaughter in Gaza justifiable and apt. They do not imagine any karmic consequences because that notion would be very inconvenient. Irrespective of how things are temporarily brought to a close, there will be consequences ongoing.

The normal idea of success in the “West” might be to have a good career, make progress, climb the housing ladder and perhaps have a relationship or marriage and thence to propagate the species. One might like a nice car and pleasant foreign holidays. Perhaps gaining some measure of societal kudos along the way. One would not sulkily throw one’s toys out of the cot; one would comply more or less to the norm. Psychology might point you in this direction.

If for example you are a bodhisattva called Siddartha Gautama, it would be OK to run out on a young wife and child, leave the palace of your father the King and renounce the kingdom to which you are heir. But for normal people this would be wrong.

Viewed from one angle this is an ungrateful act of wanton self-sabotage. Siddhartha shot himself in the foot and abandoned a pleasant life, one which many might aspire to. To the starving, the poor and the unshod this makes no sense. Yet according to legend this subsequently facilitated his teaching and his completion of the career goal of any bodhisattva, namely enlightenment and Buddhahood.

In the post previous I pointed at something that many would not understand. I shelved a high value job at a prestigious space agency. The successful completion of which could have opened the way for senior positions and a way back from the “wilderness”. We would have had plenty of cash.

There were a number of warning omens when we were viewing properties in and near Leiden. Retrospect suggests that the job was a temptation of sorts.

Earlier I walked out of a marriage with a very young child which caused the sale of a house in London now worth £ 1 million. I left a new age group which I gave heart and soul to establish. I “gave” my shares back to a start-up company the vision for which was to a fair extent mine. I quit a then tenured academic job at a top university, something to which many aspired. I had no other job lined up just a few training courses. One of these went pear shaped so I gave them up too. To move from a highly timetabled job into near nothing was a bit of a shock to the system. I resigned from another short lived university teaching post. I cut contact with my aged mother. I forwent relations with family.

None of these were easy. I am not a prince.

One could say that I am simply a loser who could not hack it.

One could say that these were acts of stepwise renunciation. The integral over micro-renunciations has a similar effect to sudden departure.

 Or one could call deem them all the INFJ door slam, a fault in my character.

What is it that seeks success? It is the self and not the Soul. In this logic renunciation is indeed an act of self-sabotage. The ambitions of the self are stymied in stepwise succession. I know that I can live without any of these accoutrements. If you like I have physical plane proof by experience. I am not bound by the fear of missing out on a normal successful life.

I could be kidding myself. Trying to find an excuse for my squandering of opportunity. Or maybe I have simply thrown my toys out of my cot because things did not go my way.

Nobody else has experienced these things like I did. Nobody else has felt the tearing, the ripping. I am alone in my moccasins which I may not loan to another.

People might have opinions.

I cannot return to the trajectory my life was once on. Any attempt has gone badly awry. The dramatic might say that I am not meant to. Or one could argue that it is the karma of wanton squandering. I made the bed and now I must sleep in it.

There remains one question concerning what if anything I do with the remainder of earthly sojourn.

Hmnn…

Insuring Against Apocalypse

“Climate-related extreme weather events will become both more frequent and more violent, resulting in ever-scarcer insurance and ever-higher premiums,” a US Senate report on the insurance market warned just last month. “Climate change is no longer just an environmental problem. It is a looming economic threat.”

The big insurers – State Farm, AllState and Farmers, among others – insist they have no choice but to raise rates because of factors including sky-high construction costs and what they call “catastrophe exposure”, especially in California where they face regulatory hurdles unmatched in other states. The industry points to State Farm, whose credit rating was downgraded last year, as a casualty of these pressures.

The Guardian


“Driven by a desire to maximize profits, property casualty insurance companies … have engaged in a troubling trend of dropping California homeowners’ insurance policies like flies,” said the complaint, filed in San Diego County Superior Court. A spokesperson for Liberty Mutual declined to comment on the litigation.

The inability to get coverage is reflected in the number of policies picked up by California’s FAIR Plan, which as of September had about 452,000 policies, up from a little over 203,000 four years ago. FAIR Plan’s website says its claims exposure is nearly $6 billion in Pacific Palisades alone.

“The situation has been a train wreck coming down the track for a while,” said Rick Dinger, president of Crescenta Valley Insurance, an independent brokerage in Glendale.

Los Angeles Times


“There’s been a mass exodus of big players from the market in these parts of California,” Ben Keys, a real estate and finance professor at the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania, told a conference Friday.

“We’ve seen enormous non-renewals recently,” he said.

On Wednesday, California’s insurance commissioner, Ricardo Lara, announced that homeowners in areas affected by and around the fires would be protected for a year against non-renewal and cancellation of coverage.

This type of measure protected more than a million contracts in 2024.

In 1968, the coastal state set up a public insurance scheme, called FAIR, for homeowners who could no longer find a private insurer.

This “band-aid” was supposed to be temporary while people moved from one insurance policy to another, but has now expanded well beyond its intended use, lamented Keys, pointing out that its exposure had risen from $50 billion in 2018 to more than $450 billion today.

To bring companies back on board, Commissioner Lara has also initiated a reform process authorizing them to increase premiums on condition that they do not apply any geographical exclusions.

France 24


My hypothesis is that climate change will render larger and larger areas non-insurable or exorbitant. As a rule of thumb people lending mortgages require insurance for the collateral upon which the mortgage is based.  

The press I have read today suggest that many US insurers are being more argumentative already about settling claims in full. Premiums have sky rocketed and others are not offering renewals, they are dropping customers with force majeure risk.

I wonder what percentage of LA home owners have gone bareback with no insurance.

Who is going to fund the rebuild?

Perhaps many will have to sell a still smoking plot of land.

Trendy neighbourhoods may lose their trendy status if houses burn down.

Tempest Ciaran caused us around 3500 euros of damage here. The insurers were helpful and reimbursed 80%. But they made a slightly threatening sound that we should make sure that all our trees are safe and tended by experts. That this was our responsibility. We have ~100 trees. The French government allowed the insurers, by decree, to increase their premiums.

The insurance policies will get “funky” said one article. Implying complex wording and perhaps multiple small print exclusions.

There is a non-virtuous cycle, no insurance, no mortgage, no house build.

Places with the street names like Water Lane hint at flooding.

We had to, as a prophylactic, pump out our vide sanitaire, a kind of basement over the weekend. When we went to the local hardware store, the shelf which once contained water pumps was de-stocked.

Water Wind and Fire, water and wind, wind and fire.

I’ll predict that during 2025 there will be even more quasi-apocalyptic events, which will have an ever increasing impact on economies. People will be unhappy that although they live in a risk prone region, the risk materialises.

They will be upset that increasingly they cannot insure against apocalypse.

Coypu Chewing Fence – Caught in the Act!

Herewith the evidence for the prosecution M’Lord…


Big Daddy Coypu chewing the fence and making ingress yesterday evening…


This looks to be sound evidence. He was back again just before 4AM. I think he “plops” into the river, floats downstream and then returns to his rounds. He has made several holes. To the right you can see small logs blocking his previous forays.

Time for boiling oil from the parapets or greased lightning.

….It’s electrifying…

Recollections and Story

Over the last few days, I have been having problems with my osteo-arthritis. I saw the physio on Monday and as a result had pain. I am not yet taking medication. I have arthritis in both hips and my lower spine. There is also arthritis in my cervical spine with two herniated discs and a narrowing of the spinal canal. There is pressure on my spinal cord and from time to time my fingers are symptomatic from the hernias. I am worn out and my movement is rigid and slightly spastic. I cannot stand for long times.

As such I have a growing empathy for the character Wotan Wagner in the Ragnarök series here pictured with Thor or ᚦᚢᚱ.

Intellectually I know that one day I too may need a mobility scooter. It is a moot point whether or not I cark it before then. I don’t sense longevity in me.

I am due to have a catch up call over the internet in a few days’ time and it is occurring to me that it will be very difficult to explain, to tell the story of what happened to me in the interceding years. Which version do I give?

How might I turn my recollections into a credible story?

If I do not omit huge chunks, will I come across as bat-shit crazy?

There are some things which I do not believe that I can convey to anyone.

I am not being arrogant here; I am making an honest assessment of impossibility.

Only one person in the world has much of an idea. I have never strung it all together before. Which pointed me at a possible vanity project, an autobiography.

I have a recapitulation chart 1964-2007 upstairs which might help.

Because of the eternal now, I have poor recollection of physical plane events which might be the substance of a regular autobiography. I have annotations of meditations and dreams but without checking with my wife I would struggle to piece things back together in the mundane world.

I don’t really have a narrative, an operational legend per se.

If someone asked me, I have no idea how I might account for my life…in toto.

Weird…

Floodwatch and a Trapped Deer

It has been raining for a long time and the level of Le Jaudy is elevated. Turn up the sound to get an idea of how even a small river is a force of nature.


Le Jaudy in flood 08-01-2024.


This means that I have turned off the electric fence. If the level rises much more it will get shorted.

It also means that we have a deer trapped at the end of the garden by the river on one side and the fence on others. It was trying to high jump without success. I have come indoors so as to reduce its anxiety levels. Maybe with a calmer head it will figure it out…

I have seen them jump the fence before.

Lebensraum – Spazio vitale – Hakkō ichiu

These are terms used by the axis powers of the second world war to justify expansionist policies, land grabs. In which ethnic cleansing can be envisaged and the lower less wonderful, exterminated. The divine right, the sense of entitlement even of destiny are invoked to whip up the crowd, inspire and focus intent. Korean women were there to service Japanese soldiers. Poles were encamped and slaughtered. Sub humans were terminated and eugenic experiments undertaken. Blond Aryan breed mares were inseminated to produce more of the master race.

We have land grabs in the middle East with settlers and people eying up a new home nearer the coast in Gaza. We have Trump musing about Greenland and making Canada a state. The rhetoric though less open and obvious is in a similar vein. I suspect to some the life of a Muslim is considered less important. Many are brown as well, to boot. We are in similar territory to the 1930s.

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“Every prime minister and state president in South Africa from 1948 to the end of apartheid in 1994 was a member of the Afrikaner Broederbond.”

From Wikipedia

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“In June 1918 disaffected Afrikaners were brought together in a new organisation called Jong Suid-Afrika (Young South Africa). The following year its name was changed to the Afrikaner Broederbond (AB). The organisation had one main aim: to further Afrikaner nationalism in South Africa – to maintain Afrikaner culture, develop an Afrikaner economy, and to gain control of the South African government.

During the 1930s the Afrikaner Broederbond became increasingly political, creating several public front organisations – especially the Federasie van Afrikaanse Kultuurvereniginge (FAK – Federation of Afrikaans Cultural Societies) which acted as an umbrella organisation for Afrikaner cultural groups, and took over the original cultural remit of the AB.

The Afrikaner Broederbond, meanwhile, evolved into a highly influential ‘secret’ society. Its political influence became apparent in 1934 when JBM Hertzog merged the National Party (NP) with Jan Smuts’ South African Party (SAP), to form the United Party (UP). Radical members of the NP broke away from the ‘fusion government’ to form the Herenigde Nasionale Party (HNP – ‘Reunited National Party’) under the leadership of DF Malan. The AB threw its full support behind the HNP, and its members dominated the new party – especially in the Afrikaner strongholds of Transvaal and Orange Free State.”

African History on About.com

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The political nationalist far right appears to be gaining ground in a number of places. There is a very real chance that an outwardly sanitised far right party could hold power soon in France. There appears to be in public displays of friendship amongst the right in a number of countries, we do not know what collusion there is behind closed doors.

Ought we to be concerned? Yes, probably.

It appears that we may not have taken the lessons from last time.

I think it wise that the EU develops/has its own social media platforms…to avoid the US near monopoly. I sense that the war against TikTok in the USA is about influence and nothing to do with sale of data and espionage. Silencing it is desired just like Al Jazeera has been shut down in some countries. Russia Today has been off air for a while now.

The propaganda war is alive and kicking.

Amazon is seeking to make a new satellite network, there are robots, drones and AI. Denial of internet service is a very powerful lever.

Are we getting closer to science fiction – yup.

A thin end of the wedge might seem thin at first but soon it can be driven home.

Peace and goodwill to all men is not apparent in the news as this “new” year starts…

Coypu – Nutria – A Global Problem?

Based on last night’s trail cam the little blighters did not come up off the full river, nor did they cross the bridge. It is pissing down today. I walked around the pond and at the edge of the property I noticed what appears to be a freshly chewed hole in the wire mesh fence. The mesh wire is more than a couple of millimetres thick. That is some chewing.

I’ll monitor the hole tonight and if they come through, I will extend a single strand of the electric fence to cover the hole. I might run it wilderness side to protect the fence.

From the internet these coypu are a problem in Europe, Japan and USA.

I have read some interesting ideas some of which might not be accurate. The Americans prefer guns. Though on one forum I saw juicy fruit chewing gum mentioned.  Juicy fruit has a strong odour. The protagonist suggests that the Coypu cannot pass this so they die of constipation. Another suggestion was chocolate Ex-lax laxative. Apparently, this causes them to shit themselves to death.

When I was a kid, as a prank, I offered one of my school friends some Ex-lax. I even told him it was laxative chocolate. He ate it, nevertheless. Half an hour later he had to leave class in something of a rush. People sometimes do not believe the truth.

Clearly, coypu are something of a hobby / irritation for many around the globe.

They were introduced into Japan during the second world war to provide fur…

You learn something new every day…

We have some lemon flavoured Movicol in the drugs store and I can probably source some industrial grade Pico-lax before my next colonoscopy…we have loperamide and racecadotril or acetorphan, too.

Hmn….

The Coypu Saga Continues…

Over the last few days, the river has been in flood and flowing very quickly. Previously we have had no Coypu visits when it has been like that. So, I put the trail cam outside my office to confirm the re-appearance of the new hefty tom cat. Sure enough, he visited and sniffed the pissing tree during the night. He is probably not feral as he looks very well fed.

This morning, I inspected the electric fence in the corner of the property. The fence had been interfered with and some of the wires had slipped their guides.

Here is what a big Coypu does when it gets shocked {from February last year}. Turn up the volume. You can see an earthing spark in the infrared images.

As you can see the Coypu jumps, grunts and disturbs the fence. I am reasonably sure that something got shocked last night. BUT the witness sticks at two point of ingress into the pond were untouched.

So, I have repositioned the camera for tonight and placed witness sticks at all the points of entry into the pond.

Perhaps we have deterrence, perhaps not.

Maybe I can put some antipigeon spikes on the wall to the right in the video above, down by the river… if the blighters are accepting the shock for a nice midnight snack….

Some Speculations on the Externalisation of the So-called Hierarchy.

In the blue books opus Kuhl outlines a provisional plan for the externalisation of the so-called hierarchy. As is well known no plan survives first contact intact. The major problem in conceptualising this externalisation is one of timescale. Most people struggle to think beyond the span of a lifetime, some struggle with minutes. What he outlines spans many lifetimes and centuries. He suggests that we are now towards the end of the stage of the forerunner and heading into the initial stages of the externalisation proper. This means that there are probably some young disciples and initiates already incarnate and in the process of maturing.

When I first stating kicking around new age circles in my mid-thirties, I noticed a prevalence of grey hair and a mild condescension towards me, despite the fact that I was a lecturer at a top university. I was a bit scruffy smoked Marlboro and drank Stella. I was not into a cups of tea and cucumber sandwiches followed by a slice of Battenberg cake.

There is a generational problem.

I, for example, don’t get social media and rarely use a mobile ‘phone I am not umbilically linked. Now that the broadband has a landline, I will use the mobile even less if that is in fact possible.

I personally, after living hermit-like, would struggle to relate to anyone in their twenties and they to me.

Many of those who paved the way are getting long in the tooth. I had a look at the board make up of one educational charity, the youngest was six years older than me and all the others were seventy plus. Governance by the elderly without new blood is heading to extinction. It is likely to be out of touch with the times. Staid and dated.

There must be a way of attracting and including younger people if these old organisations are to survive. The basic human problem of personality is that many find it hard to relinquish power. Biden is an example in case.

I’ll speculate that a young upstart initiate will grate against the personality of an older disciple no matter how badly they want to serve. There may be cock waving about initiatory status. Even though Kuhl says that most will be unaware stating that it is only at the third initiation that the initiate is fully aware of the fact and procedure.

How would authority react?

In normal politics one might send Anthony Blinken to discuss with the council of the hierarchy. But I cannot envisage some corporate like entity for him to discuss with. Who would be Trump’s hierarchy liaison pick, Jeff Bezos?

It is likely that suspected members of the externalisation would be kept under surveillance.

It would be a non sequitur that tried and tested “normal” ways of political interaction would be inappropriate. People would struggle to get their heads around just how very different an initiate of high degree might be. There will be transference phenomena in which people would transfer their behaviours and thoughts onto a being which does not share them and whose approach to The One Life is paradigmatically different.

Many of the initial experiments will fail leaving behind personal debris and probably karmic problems. Maltreatment of initiates is possibly karmically costly. Those who are first on the beaches in a landing like Normandy have the highest casualty rate. Slowly through trial and error a modus operandi will be found. Those individuals going first will have crisis and their own progress accelerated.

In my opinion the biggest barrier to a successful externalisation remains orthodox academia and science and engineering in particular. Without the key of proof closed concrete mind cannot be unlocked. I cannot envisage progress unless many incarnate into roles which place them in the academic midst. Those on the second or teaching ray may choose so to do.

“Word” grammar has suggested to me that using phrases which express uncertainty lessens impact. AI is going to be a problem too. Not everything is black and white, sorry Word you are a bit of a knob.

Humanity likes the quick, the flashy and the shiny. There may be an aversion to working across decades to get results, for which there are no like buttons or Trustpilot ratings. Genuine work on self is unlikely to attract a horde of followers or paid subscribers….

Hmn…