To Treat or not to treat. Varroa mites

At one time chemical treatments were the only option against mites. We now know from breeding projects that it is possible to select bees against Varroa destructor . John Kefuss uses an accelerated breeding program introducing the mite in to a series of hives and choosing the best mite resistors.

By breeding bees for resistant behavior, you can virtually eliminate the need for toxic treatments. Thus saving time, money and boosting the genetic pool.

He coined the term “BOND TEST” live and let die for his first round of testing. As the name indicates those that survive will be most resistant. This would have happened over a period of time naturally but to accelerate the process he introduced the BOND ACCELERATED TEST, (BAT) where they given frames of brood with large quantities of varroa mites to accelerate the elimination of non-resistant lines. This increased the process of selecting resistant strains from 4 years to a period of approx six months.

It is an amazing project and he now produces 3000 mated queens a year in France which he sells world wide. Along with his apiary in Chile he maintains 4000 hives for pollination, queen rearing and honey production. With opposite seasons, they can provide 6000 queens to France in February and March.

John Kefuss recently spoke at the Marin Beekeepers Association.

Follow the link below for detailed test results.

http://www.natuerliche-bienenhaltung.ch/pdf/Kefuss.pdf

Wireless Hive Monitor BETA UNIT 1

After 9 months of sourcing out computer components and circuit boards. Another three months of trying to remember my Unix programming and linking up to Hivetool.org.

We have installed the two monitor on the valley floor.

This is the sixth year this project has been operating, in conjunction with the NASA Honey Bee Research center and the Climate and land use research division.

These computerized hive monitors provide realtime and historical data and graphs of weight, internal and ambient tempatures, humidity and light levels which give the Beekeeper a non invasive view to the hive. Programming for Sound, video and bee counters are almost ready.

The use by climate and land use research can give NASA a broader knowledge of the plant/pollinator interaction to measure the performance of the envoirment, instead of individual hives.

It is open source software and off the shelf components, using Raspberry Pi computer platforms and most of the sensors coming from China. Not including time about $80 to build.

So friggin amazing to know so much about how bees interact when conditions change. I already have addressed some ventilation issues, weight loss due to robbing and can actually see a weight change when the foragers leave and return.

We will be installing six more through out the Napa Valley to give us data on the valley floor, highlands and with in the monoculture area of grape growing.

Pollinators are our single best bet that our food production will remain secure. One out of every three bites contains products that require pollinators for reproduction. If we do not protect and nurture this indicator species and curtail use of toxic sprays, GMO research and stop large production monoculture farming.  We will suffer a horrible future. Only superior genetic survivor stock that is allowed to maintain it's natural culture with out interference with treatments or human maintenance for disease and predator invasion can survive though natural selection. This is a necessity for the planet, Food Pods, Hydroponic or Terra forming operations

My First Time in Space

by John Fine

My First Time In Space

It was a bright sunny day and the children of the school I was going to had just been let out for recess.  Most of the children ran for the swing sets and other playground equipment, however that day I decided I wanted to do something different than the others, something no one else had tried yet, and something adventurous with a certain amount of risk.  I was only 5 years old and had lived a mostly sheltered life.  My dad did not let me watch much TV, or do much of anything except chores.  Usually the only adventure I could do was what I could dream  up within my mind.  That day for no apparent reason I wanted to build a rocket ship and fly into outer space, today that would seem  normal behavior but in 1968 that was not a normal thing for a child to do.  I started looking around for a perfect spot to build my space ship, I found a hole caused by erosion just outside the playground under a nearby tree.  It was perfect, it had layered flat rock within its walls and plenty of sand, it was just the right size to fit 3 people comfortably, and there were plenty of objects laying around it to use as my space ship parts.  I divided the front wall facing the playground, into three sections, each section had a series of switches and controls, the middle section was the captain controls, the section to the left was the pilot controls and the section to the right was the navigator and communication officer controls.  We used the layered rock as switches, and tree limbs as levers, and steering devises.  At first I was all alone but as I got finished with the ship I had all kinds of kids wanting to fly in the new space ship.  So me and two others prepared for our first mission to the stars.  We had a blast hitting rocket boosters, running into aliens along the way, and flying all around space.  Our imaginations took us to places exciting and new, exploring every aspect of our new adventurous space travels.  It might not be unusual for a child to dream  and play in such a way today, but for me it was unusual since I had never been exposed to any kind of space adventures before.   But that day and many days after we created many grand adventures that made us very happy, if only for a recess hour.   It was a good memory that has stuck with me throughout these many years.  Another memory I got around that time was an engine design, it was very complex, and could travel faster than the speed of light, it worked off of electrical magnetism’s and was self sustaining (perpetual motion) and even had a warp core.  Over the years,  the design has gotten more and more complex inside my head, unfortunately I never acquired the knowledge or ability to be able to understand all the complexity,  but it's been a cool image that I have had with me since 5 years old.  I often wondered if my life had been different and I had been given better opportunities as a child, if I could have developed this engine design and got it to work, in my head it works very well and so far no one has ever developed anything like it.  But today its just foolishness and I suppose it will die with me as it lived.  Not that I would not jump at the chance to try and develop it,  but I simply do not have any of the resources available to me for such a grand adventure, nor do I understand much of the design, I see it in my head but trying to put that on paper is very hard.  It make's a  really cool dream  though and that’s good enough, because sometimes dreams are all we have.  I may never actually visit space in person, age is creeping up on me and life has been hard to me as well.  But inside my imagination I have been there many, many, times before,  and each time the adventure gets even better.  This gives me something to look forward to every time I close my eyes.

Lessons learned:

1. Sometimes you have to break the mold and do something different to create a change
2. Adventure and risk is part of the game when it comes to the imagination, but the rewards are far better
3. Sometimes our dreams are all we have to give us hope
4. The adventures we create from  the unknown may be the most rewarding
5. Encourage your children to dream  and create using only their imagination because it may lead to grand adventures with lasting rewards
6. Never give up on your dreams, even if it looks like they may never come true, at least you will have the  journey
7. Treat your children well, give them  every opportunity, let them  dream  and create, encourage them  to be adventurous, the next Einstein is just a parent away

When I was a kid I always wanted to be a citizen in space. Now as an 18-year-old boy (by the time I am writing this that is) it's coming ever soo closely. I am in college now and I see that we are coming ever so close to becoming a "Type 1 Civilization". From this day forward all Citizens of the Kingdom of Asgardia are no longer "English", "Russian", "Arab", "Nigerian", "Mexican", "Chinese", and e.t.c. We are all Human. We must remember as we move forward in making the Kingdom of Asgardia a Kingdom for all Humans (and possibly to the unlikely yet possible other intelligent life forms in the Universe).

This is a continuation of my four death series where I am  recollecting  my past experiences with death and the lessons learned from  those experiences.  My Story I feel is the best way I have for people to get to know the “real” me.  I hope you enjoy the Stories.

My Story

Death 4

The Falling Tank

This death is the most recent, it happened about a year ago.  It was a stormy morning on my way to work, raining in spots and the wind was gusting just about everywhere.  As I started my work duties I remember thinking it was going to be a challenging morning fighting the wind and rain.  My job is to inspect military vehicles and make sure they are fully mission capable.  We were working on M-1 tanks that morning, and these tanks have a large canvas tarp that has to be removed in order to inspect it.  We have a 3 man team  to do the inspections, and each of us work together to remove the tarp.  I was the one who had to go on top of the tank and maneuver the tarp so that it could be removed.  As I was moving the tarp, I noticed one of the other team  members was having trouble untying the tarp down near the rear of the tank.  I decided I should go down to help him  so I proceeded to the edge of the top of the tank so that I could step down on to the lower deck of the tank.  (Something I had done many times before) With the wet surface, and the wind blowing, I guess I misjudged the edge of the upper level of the tank, plus I was standing strait up and did not have a secure hold onto the tank itself.  When I got ready to step it felt like I had been pushed, then my perception changed in a blink of an eye, instead of standing on top of the tank, I now was standing in what appeared to be a room of some sort.  It was all white as far as you could see, I could also hear some amazing music like sounds,  coming from  all around me, like nothing I had ever heard before, plus I had this feeling like I had returned home, was happy to be there, and was feeling pure bliss, happiness,  peace, and love.  I didn’t have any thoughts to who John Fine was or anything he had done and did not feel like I even had a physical body.  I also was perceiving these things not from  sensory perception but in a different way that I can't explain, it was like translucent perception.  Then the scene changed again.  It went dark and I heard voices, then started to feel pain like nothing ever before.  The voices turned out to be a group of men trying to calm  me down and help me, the pain was from  5 broke ribs, a busted collar bone, and a cracked skull.  Well apparently,  I fell from  the top of the tank head first, hit the hard concrete surface and died.  I was dead for about 3 to 4 minutes, then I let out a loud breathing noise and started breathing and my heart started beating once again.  Eye witnesses said that I had no pulse and was not breathing when they first came to me, they straitened out my body and put a cushion under my head which was laying in a puddle of blood.  The witnesses just kept saying I was dead and they called 911 and waited for the ambulance.  Before it got there I miraculously came back alive.   When I first came to I thought I was being attacked and tried to stand up and run away, it took five strong men to keep me down and try to calm  me, once I realized they were trying to help me I quit fighting them.  I have no memory of the fall itself, all I have for that time period is the memory of that most unusual place I was at,  during the time of the fall and a few minutes after the fall.  It took five weeks to fully heal and then return to work.  I got a counseling write up for being unsafe, and it was added to my personnel file.  I didn’t think that was appropriate at the time, I thought the pain I went through was punishment enough, but my bosses did not agree.  One of the safety rules we had was to always have three points of contact when climbing on or around vehicles, and I only had  two points, so they were correct in the unsafe part, technically.   Although this was the most painful experience I ever had in my life, it had a very positive impact on my spiritual beliefs.

Lessons Learned:

1. No matter how many times you do something, always approach it as being the very first time (usually we are the safest and most cautious during our first time of doing it)
2. When your going through a stormy time in life don't let it distract you to the point of doing harm
3. Time honored rules are there for everyone’s safety, following them keeps us safe and secure
4. Ignorance is not punishment, so if you do something wrong, admit it, take your punishment, and learn from it.  Don't blame it on ignorance or use ignorance to support your character
5. Even in the worst situations there is something positive to reflect on and strengthen your position or beliefs
6. When your hurt, in pain, and in darkness, remember someone may be trying to help you, don't fight them  and make matters worst, try to accept the help and get an understanding of the situation
7. Remember there is nothing absolute in life, there are only experiences, what we chose to do with those experiences and how they effect others, makes all the difference

This is the end of my death series and will write a whole new series next week about my first time in space.

This is a continuation of my four death series where I am recollecting  my past experiences with death and the lessons learned from those experiences.  My Story I feel is the best way I have for people to get to know the “real” me.  I hope you enjoy the Stories.

My Story

Death 3

The Punishment

This I feel will be the hardest story to tell amongst the four.  It was a troubling time in my life that caused many repercussions later down the road, that I still to this day struggle with.  One could say that growing up as a child was not an ideal situation for me.  I was the youngest out of five children (4 boys 1 girl) and one of the most unusual ones as well.  I did not see things as my brothers nor  shared their enthusiasm  of being rough, tough. Boys.    I was more loving, adventurous, artistic, and a natural explorer.  My curiosity always got the better of me, and often got me in trouble.  Because I was obviously  different,  my brothers would tease me, hit on me, scare me, make fun of me, and let everyone at my school know details about me that caused the other children to stay away from me.  Some of those details would be true, some not.  They also would blame me for most everything that happened at the house, whether I did it or not, in most cases not.  So to say the least I stayed in trouble with my dad and often received his form of punishment.  My mother and dad got a divorce when I was five so most of my childhood was spent only with my dad.  I was one of 2 children who wanted to stay with mom  instead of dad during the divorce, the other was my sister (but all five of us were awarded to my dad).  I believe this caused resentment in my dad and it seemed he often took that resentment out on me.  My dad was a strict authoritarian who had served many years in the military.  He also suffered from a strong case of OCD.  Everything had to be perfect, dress right dress, and white glove inspect-able, which was very hard for me since my inner personality was as far away from  OCD as can be.  Needless to say we rarely saw eye to eye on anything.   My dad had a very harsh form of punishment that often left me bleeding, bruised, and scarred.  I still bare the scars of those days which is a constant reminder of something I much rather forget.  My dad was a product of his environment so I really don't blame him  or hate him  for anything he done.  He's my dad and I will always love him  for that, and we did share some good times from  time to time that showed his true self without all the junk that life was throwing at him.

One particular occasion of me getting into trouble, my dad had informed me that under no circumstances was I ever to smoke a cigarette.  This peeked my curiosity to the point where I had to see what cigarettes was all about.  At first I would go to the stock car race track and when people would throw their cigarettes down from  the bleachers, I would pick them  up and smoke them.  I liked the cigarettes, they made me feel better in some kind of way I could not explain.  So eventually I started buying packs and hiding them  from  dad.  I would  sneak off and smoke, or do it at school. Well one horrible day my dad found my cigarettes.  I was 16 and driving at the time and thought I had hid them well but he managed to find them.  When I got home from  school he was waiting for me in the living room  with a look of anger I will never forget.  He held up the cigarettes and asked “what is this” I tried very calmly to say a cigarette pack, and he then took them  and destroyed the pack and grabbed his leather belt.  He told me to stand in the middle of the living room and remove my pants.  I pleaded with him  some, trying to change his mind, but he got very loud and forceful so I did what he said.  He then began to release in full force several licks with the leather belt with it fully opened.  The belt would hit my backside then recoil around and hit my front side as well.  It was very painful.  Half way through I decided to make another plea, in the hopes we could talk it out without all this pain.  When I turned around he mistakenly thought I was coming after him, (I was a very small person, and in no way could pose a threat to my father who was in his prime and very strong) and he started to punch me in my face.  I started to fear for my life so I tried to run from  the room.  When I did my fathers anger escalated to the point where he grabbed me and put his arm  around my throat and started to choke the air out of me.    So I reached out to my step mom and asked her to help but she was to scared  so she shook  her head no and walked away.  It wasn’t long before I started to pass out and went limp.   The next thing I remember is being in my room where my dad was standing over me after resuscitating me. He then destroyed my drivers license and said I would never drive again and left the room.   Although I was happy to be alive it was a bad day, but my hope told me it would get better someday.

Lessons learned:

1. People are often a product of their environment so you have to be understanding, patient, kind, and humble in your approach to understanding them
2. Often the large or small things we do to others can have repercussions later in life, keep that in mind when you make a decision
3. Don't let your emotions control your actions
4. No  matter how you feel about the situation, harming others is never the best choice, diplomacy, understanding, forgiveness, and patience goes a long way, and has far better results.
5. Sometimes its best not to let your curiosity get the best of you
6. No  matter how different a person may seem, trying to see things from  their eyes and putting yourself in their shoes, has a most rewarding outcome
7. You don't really know someone until you take the time to get to know them, don't judge or make your decisions based off what others think, make your own conclusions by experience
8. Things are not what they always seem, get a clear understanding, ask questions, investigate, be objective,  then come to a conclusion.
9. We should not resent or condemn others for actions beyond their control
10. When someone is in trouble and their life is being threaten, help them  no matter how scared you are, its the right thing to do
11. The things we hide never stay hidden, someway, somehow, people always manage to figure them out
12. No matter how horrible a person may seem, somewhere deep down inside them  is a wonderful person, you just have to peel back the layers of junk to find that person, if their willing to let you
13. Be careful how you punish others, the scars may be with them  a very long time
14. Even when life seems hopeless there is always hope, you just have to keep believing, never stop seeking what seem s unattainable.

Death 4 to be written next week

My Story

Death Two (please read My Story death 1 if your just starting to read my blogs)

The Drowning

I had just got to school and found out we were going to do the high dive for gym  class.  We had been learning to swim  in the shallow end and diving from  the smaller diving board.  Today was the first day to dive the high dive and swim  the deep end.  I could feel the fear building up inside me, what if this went wrong, what if I got hurt, what if I drowned, so m any “What if's” that it was really getting to m e.  Our Coach lined us up and gave us our victory speech, telling us exactly what we were to do and the order we were to do it.  He made sure everyone was clear not to deviate from  his instructions at all.  So we all started walking towards the diving board platform  and waited for our turn to jump off.  The two boys behind me, in line, kept talking about the dive, they kept saying the coach was wrong, he was to strict on his approach, he did not know what he was doing, and a few other colorful things.  I looked at them  and said “Maybe you should just trust him” They laughed at me and told me to shut up and mind my own business.  So I turned around and waited for m y turn.  Finally it cam e, as I climbed up that long ladder, I kept thinking about all m y fears, but since the coach explained the rules and precautions and how we were to proceed, I knew if I followed it the way he said to do it, I would be okay.  I got to the end of the board and made my dive, splash, all the way down to the bottom  I went.  As I was coming up one of the boys behind me decided to jump in as well.  The rule was that no one was to dive until the person before them  had  safely left the pool.  However, these two were not about following the rules.  When he hit the water his feet landed on my shoulders and pushed me back to the bottom  of the pool.  I started to swim  up again to get to the top, then the other boy decided to jump in as well.  He to landed on my shoulders and push me back to the bottom  of the pool, by this time most of my air was gone and my arm s had become very weak but I still tried to swim  to the top with little success.  Finally I could go no more and my arm s and legs went limp, I passed out and the water started to fill my lungs.  The coach had been standing on the side of the pool watching,  but several students had distracted him  while these events were unfolding, he had no clue I was drowning, the other students were only concerned about what they were doing and did not notice as well.  However the administrator (Principal) just happen to be making his rounds at the time,  and right when I started to drown he dove into the pool (In a full dress suit with shoes and all) wrapped his arm s around me and pulled me from  the pool.  He then proceeded to remove the water, and restore my breathing, as I came too, I remember how m uch of an Angel he seemed to be, and how thankful I was.

Lessons learned:

1. Fear can be our worse enemy or our best friend, it all depends on how we look at it
2. When someone smarter, wiser, and more level headed than you gives advice, you may want to listen
3. Rules, orders, regulations, and such are there for a reason, even if we don't understand that reason, following them  is beneficial to everyone
4. When your a leader don't let people, places, or things distract you from  your mission, or someone could get hurt in the process
5. No matter how important you are it is never to late to do the right thing
6. Always be mindful of the things going on around us
7. When your drowning in fear, and you get to the point of giving up, remember there is always that Angel out there who has the ability to pull you from  the fear and save the day, if you trust them

Just a thought

Death 3 to be written next week

These Blog's that I'm  about to write are stories of my life and the lessons I learned, I wanted people to get to know me in an intimate way and I figured the best way to do that is tell my stories.  These stories are true, they are my life experiences, I did actually go through these moments in time.  There will be no order of events I will simply write as it comes to me.  I hope all who read find use in these stories.

Blog 1, The Death of Me

To explain my position in life and in Asgardia I thought I would share the 4 deaths I experienced in my life.  Most people die once however I seem  to be  similar to the energizer bunny, I keep going and going.  These events happened in the order they are written and my hope is that all that read have a clearer understanding of me and find  them  useful.

Death 1,

When I was born I was what is called a “Blue Baby”, This is where you have an incompatible RH factor between your mother and father and the baby's blood is bad.  The doctors knew my time was limited and something had to be done quickly.  They didn't know exactly what to do because this was an unknown area of medicine and all they had were a bunch of theories.  They decided to do a blood transfusion to save my life but half way through my heart stopped and I quit breathing.  They worked on me for 5 minutes trying to get my heart to start and restore my breathing but they failed to do so.  The head doctor decided to call the death and give up trying.  He felt he had tried every approach and it was hopeless.  As they pulled the sheet over my body a young intern spoke out, and despite his fears, asked the doctor if he could give it one more try.  The head doctor said no at first and stated it was hopeless, it won't work, but the intern persisted and stood his ground because he believed he could accomplish the mission.  The head doctor gave in and allowed him  to proceed, next thing you know my heart starts beating and I am  breathing again.  Life is good

Lessons learned:

• > Even the unknown is worth exploring
• > When things don't work out perfectly you should not stop trying because your belief in hope may succeed
• > Despite your  fears, don't give up, because you will succeed
• > Sometimes when the chips are down, when your scared, when things seem  hopeless, when all the details are not in place, and when there is great risk, you just have to stand your ground, believe in what your doing, and complete the mission. Who knows you may just save a life.

Death 2

to be written next week

Hello friends! It’s been over 6 months! Where has, the time gone? (I’ll tell you what- It doesn’t exist!.. but more about that later) Let’s catch up. Since we've last spoken, things have changed. The only thing constant is: change. My attitudes have shifted, my awareness has expanded. The more I think I know, I don’t know and vise versa, constantly streaming information from source. It’s everything around us. Energy. The life, The light. All of it. We are all a part of it. Like it or not, accept it or don’t. Once we let go of what we think we know, all fear, expectation and doubt only then will we become free.

When I began this blog, I didn’t have a clear vision. I knew I had something to say and needed to get it out there but didn’t know how or where to begin. You see, I am an observer. I watch things. I listen. I feel. I am very much in tune with the frequencies and vibrations around me. I’ve always been that way. I’m sure you are too. You understand perspectives and duality. The Yin and Yang, as Above, so Below. Those kinds of concepts are encoded in our DNA. Universal truths and Laws that all beings live by. We have just been desensitized by the conditions or environment we are placed in, the programming that have been passed down through generations. It’s not your fault, it’s not their fault, they didn’t know and if they did, who cares!?, Because now YOU know!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you are a walking talking, breathing, living, miracle. The odds of you reading this message at this particular point in time are almost unfathomable. I mean, Think about it for a second just what it took for YOU, to be sitting or standing or floating, wherever you are reading this post from right now, just think how impossible of a journey you've already been on up until this point. May I take you on a ride for a sec? So here you are, reading this at whatever age you are, before I get started, first off let me congratulate you on making it this far, that’s no easy task, however old you are, you made it! Congrats! No easy feat. but wait? How did you get here exactly? I mean, not to this location, I mean here, in body?

You didn’t just appear out of thin air (or maybe you did) BUT the physical realm there was some sort of alchemical process that manifested for you to take on your human form (assuming you are a human is reading this. If alien, slightly different concept- The 2/3rds rule: email me if you want to speak on that, I know a guy). Back to human talk, let's get back to you.

So let me get this straight: You mean to tell me that you, some tiny little spermatozoa, fought your way against some of the fiercest currents in the human body against millions of other contenders and YOU came out victorious?? Wow, that’s quite an achievement. Congratulations again! That's two huge accomplishments in just this short time together. Please in all seriousness take a moment to really grasp the depths of this and congratulate yourself for making it.

Welcome back.

This is the beginning. You are now aware of your own journey to your existence. Now we can take it further, let's:

Just think now, that process of conception had to happen however many generations over to bring you here right now. Your ancestors had to not only be born but had to SURVIVE everything that was thrown at them, in order give and sustain life, for you to be here, right now, reading this post.

And you think it’s not all connected? You need to hear how huge YOUR story is. You are not insignificant, no. You have a voice. You have a SOUL. You matter! You are somebody!

This post doesn’t seem so small now, in fact, it’s quite empowering. This could potentially have the ability to open up your thought process to free yourself from anything holding you down. If you view it in that light.  By gaining alternate perspectives you can free yourself from giving your power away to people or situations that no longer serve you. Coming into that awareness you must become vigilant in protecting your mind. When you fully accept yourself, when you embrace the miracle that is you, you will break free from all that tries to hold you down.

Phoenix Rising

We are all reflections of each other at different points in time, connected to the one and it is not by chance. Sometimes we don’t get the message and need it delivered to us in a different way or explained to us in an alternate manner, let me tell you right now that you and only you are responsible for the messages and how they get to you. You set this all up not me. I’m just here doing my thing in some location lightyears away, but you are the one who truly manifested this information to come through, either in a positive way or in a negative way or maybe just to find your truth, whatever it is make no mistake, this is all you my friend. I want what you want- World Peace and Love.

Remember this always: You were conceived when the earth was. You were given life when life began. You are the spark, you are the light. The sun doesn’t care who it blinds, it just Shines. You need to do the same. Shine on my friends, have absolutely no fear, you are all powerful miracles. Step into your greatness.

At any moment, you may steer the ship in a new direction, you hold the wheel, you are the captain. Let’s go a few steps further: you are also the ship, not only that, you are the environment the ship is in, the waters it floats on, the winds that hit the sails. You control it all, nothing controls you.

After more than half a year of deep self-reflection, over 4 years of a complete lifestyle adjustment all while experiencing total life changing experiences, I intend to catch us up quickly with more frequent posts. I was looking at my previous post titled: “Take Back The Bay” and took notice to where my head was at during those times. It's very interesting to see the journey of the mind.

Since that post a very large shift has occurred spiritually, globally, universally. I am not who I once was, my spirit has expanded into other dimensions all while maintaining my physical self here in this material reality. I’ve seen what cannot be unseen, felt what cannot be unfelt and wish to share with all of you the awe-inspiring occurrences I’ve had the pleasure to witness this past 6 months. Forever learning, always growing.

Please stay tuned as now more than ever, is the right time to spread positive consciousness.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and to be a part of this magical journey.

Peace and Love to you and yours.

I would like to be part of the ministry of safety and security

I believe I could help with the safety of all our asgardian  citizens

Hey there,

These are exciting times as we embark on this most important adventure.  Having leadership is a fundamental asset to any organization, and as an Asgardian I believe I possess the skills to get the job done.  Having over 20 years experience in leadership roles with 10 of those in military service, I know the steps necessary to keep things moving forward.  Ever since I was 5 years old I have been fascinated about space and have dreamed of a moment like this for many years.  It's with my love for space and leadership skills, plus a lifetime of experience that make me a great choice for a leadership role.  My professions are in Automotive Technology, Education, and Residential Wiring.  I am a father of 6 children and have a loving wife of 12 years.  My hobbies are mud riding, Star Trek, tinkering with cars, and analyzing information.  I believe all are created equal and have the opportunity to excel.  I believe people should help people for the advancement of the human race and not get all caught up in senseless distractions that have no true benefits.  I close with a famous quote "doing the same things over expecting different results is insanity" we should always keep that in mind.  Thank you and please vote for me.

Peace in space. What is more important? For if it is true that evil has, for a purpose, been given dominion over Earth and the inhabitants thereof, where then, might peace be accomplished?

Yet the purpose of peace in space today is threatened. It is threatened by the same dominion that threatens Earth. For the heavens have much been spoken of by the tongues of men; and while heaven is our goal - while space is our goal - we have much work to do.

Some might say that it is preposterous to claim that evil exists at all. How then, is the absence of peace even a possibility? How is anything less than peace existent upon the face of the Earth? For the fulness of peace to exist, there needs be no evil.

Thus it becomes apparent that the mission of peace in space is synonymous with the mission of an absence of evil in space - and if, as I would argue, the future of Space is synonymous with heaven - the mission then also is synonymous with the pure goodness of heaven or the holiness of mankind in heaven.

The goal, then, is to ensure access to space is acquired through a standard of holiness that must be met. For anything less would be to compromise on the very Supreme Value found in the Constitution of Asgardia on which I would argue all the others rest: "peace in space..."

We find here, however, a contradiction within the very Constitution itself. For if we strive to meet the very next Supreme Value, that is, "ensuring equality of opportunity in space for all Asgardian citizens," we might very well compromise the mission of peace in space.

Imagine, for example, that from the beginning anyone is permitted to become an Asgardian Citizen and that anyone who is such is allowed access to space. It is not difficult to determine that someone who has impure motive or intent goes to space and causes havoc there. In such a circumstance, forcibly removing them from space becomes an option; however, peace in space is then compromised and, as a result, changes in who is permitted to space will likely occur.

Why not have the standard of who is permitted into space, then, set from the beginning?

I would argue that we should be determining standards for morality, for belief, for values, for intent, for motive, and for desire today. For if we wait to do so only after peace in space has been compromised, we may compromise the entire mission of Asgardia and the future of humanity into the heavens.

What, then, should these standards be? How will we determine who is permitted into Asgardia? Morality needs be clearly defined. Righteousness needs be understood. And any man or woman permitted into Asgardia should meet a standard of morality and personal righteousness, to include beliefs, values, intents, motives, and desires, that meet the needs of Asgardia and are conducive to the Supreme Value of peace in space.

Let us today set out to define these moral and righteous characteristics! To Asgardia!

I take ideas and expand them through a process of global preservation.  Interests include architecture (commercial and residential), infrastructure, development, technology (IOT, VR, AI, in-memory, digital communications, software), and politics.   Currently involved in a variety of projects in business and non-profit worlds.  I am located in Emeryville, California where I serve the government as an advisory role.   I am heavily involved in Social Media, I look for maintaining the general health of land and individual.  Certainly, if you see this, please friend me, I will enjoy the discussions.