Alan Smithee
Alan Smithee, Allen Smithee, Alan Smythee, and Adam Smithee are pseudonyms used between 1968 and 1999 by Hollywood film directors who wanted to be dissociated from a film for which they no longer wanted credit. It was used when the director could prove to the satisfaction of a panel of members of the Directors Guild of America (DGA) and Association of Motion Picture and Television Producers that the film had been wrested from his or her creative control. The director was also required to keep the reason for the disavowal a secret. The pseudonym could not be used to hide a director’s failures.
Who Will Stop The Rain?
12 Steps for Overcoming Abuse
** from http://www.barbforgovernor.com/cgi-bin/D.PL?d=jhope.steps ***
1) We admitted that we have worth and power.
2) We came to believe that we were not responsible for our abuse.
3) We made the decision to make a safe and healthy life for ourselves and our children.
4) We made an inventory of the factors that led us into an abusive relationship and learned the behaviors of potential abusers in order to avoid them in the future.
5) Admitted that we can develop a safe, healthy and happy relationship with ourselves and others.
6) We learned to love ourselves.
7) We learned to trust ourselves and others.
8) We made a list of all the things we never intend to endure again.
9) We made a vow to live our lives the way we desire and deserve to live them.
10) Continued to watch for the signs we have learned that indicate we are involved with an abusive individual or that indicate we are in danger of being involved in an abusive relationship so that we may avoid both.
11) Seek through support, determination, knowledge and our own power, to continue to live safe and happy lives achieving what we are destined to.
12) Having experienced a personal rebirth by passing through these steps, we are now ready to carry this message of hope to others.
In numerology 2007 is a 9 year
The Intuitive Healer
The Humanitarian, The Altruist
The Number of Compassion, Spirituality, and Forgiveness
The Energy of Completion, Idealism, and Transformation
This is the number of mastery. Number 9 signifies the end of things, completion and closure. It is concerned with seeing that things are properly finished, bundled up with love into the most perfect package possible. Abstractly, Number 9 is a highly intuitive and spiritual number, with concerns that reach for a higher plane of expression in some ways than those of the numbers before it. It is certainly a number of considerable potency, with the power of its predecessors all packed into this single expression.
Not scary
I don’t want to seem scary. We’re actually in a really good situation, I mean, out of all the things to unite on, mostly we’ve finally rallied around the point of just being decent human beings who don’t hurt people anymore. I know most of the world doesn’t agree with this insane march to global domination. It’s stupid. What the hell do they want with us anyway? They don’t even like us.
And I know a lot of stuff is going to start coming out, and I know a lot of things I say sound weird, but that’s fine, because people are supposed to think for themselves. I don’t think any outside group or single individual has the pull to pass judgement on ALL of society. I mean, a lot of things people have manipulated into being “bad” or “wrong” are just goofy things that don’t matter in the long run. It’s when you agree with the secret that your life gets in danger.
But you know, blaming ALL of America won’t work either because there are some kick ass people there. They don’t have power and control right now, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
All I really wanted to do was bring society to Level Five in positive disintegration so that people could see who was who. And I think it worked. I don’t really have to do anything else because I already set up something. All I have to do is go chill out and remember how to be me. And I don’t like feeling this frustrated. But honestly, there are way more good people than meanies, it’s just that the good people are too damned scared right now. If you show them that it’s okay to be who they are in this whole maelstrom, things can alter dramatically.
I know for a fact that there are profoundly Gifted people ALL over the world who have been trying to figure out how to get people to take them seriously. They know some solutions to some pretty weird stuff. And they know empathy. And they’re freaked out because there’s so much negative stimulation in the world, everyone kind of took a coffee break and let this thing get huge. And some people who are gifted are spiritually gifted and some are just really smart and more logical. And a lot are mixed race. And a lot don’t even like the word gifted because they are irritated by being separated from society. They’re as diverse as anyone.
It’s time to decide which way you want to go. You don’t have to think about any heavy duty spooky stuff at all, not if it freaks you out, you can just look at the world and admit that war, hatred, and violence is fucking us over. And if people try to unite you under a banner of war, no matter who it is with, now you know who those people are.
Anyway, I mostly have been writing just so people know I’m okay. But I don’t want to lead anyone. I want to go play. I realized I don’t have to keep looking at all the yucky stuff because I spent my whole life looking at it. I’m going to go look at happy things now, because at this point nothing surprises me anymore. I told you every yucky secret I have been told, whether they are true or not, you get to decide, some of them are very true, just unsettling and well covered up. I have a weird history, which is why I got away with saying so much. I probably would have stopped confessing if I hadn’t been medicated. And I know if I keep writing in a frustrated state I could confuse everyone. So I’m not going to. And anyway, I already did what I wanted to do. I don’t have to do anything else..
And I am perfectly entitled to live on this planet, don’t tell me any differently.
Declassified Indian Knowledge
Okay, if France is declassifying, so am I. Why not?
Here in Canada, and probably everywhere around the world, there exists a race of interdimensional beings we call “Little People.” And I don’t mean like that tv show. I mean like gnomes, as my cousin calls them. For some reason in my family they are commonly witnessed by people. My cousin has counted seven different species of Little People as they show up on her farm. At this point she doesn’t even want to look at gnome figurines anymore.
Human remains really do walk around museums.
There is an increase in poltergeist activity. My friend Preston’s house ended up having multiple spirits wandering around the basement and banging on the walls. One night one made everyone talk about the most morbid stuff they could think of for THREE hours until we finally left the house for pancakes and realized we got really fucked up. My cousin and I could feel two vortex’s in his house and didn’t know how to close them.
When I helped a friend edit a video about the missing women in Vancouver, some really creepy stuff happened. The final cut pro system would suddenly make edits on it’s own. We were on the third floor and could hear people knocking on the windows. The pipes in the ceiling were banging. A mysterious figure would let us in after hours. And finally, as my friend walked past a water cooler from five feet away it started to rock violently back and forth.
I have heard unearthly voices, and seen strange lights, and watched sparks fly past me. My cousin has talked to me from beyond the grave, although he’s really funny so it’s not creepy. I have seen men standing next to their coffins. I’ve felt hundreds of spirits still walking around in places like Sachsenhausen. And I also know for a fact that spirits will haunt murderers, which is the only reason Karla Holmolka started making mistakes. People don’t just vanish all together. They just don’t have a physical body anymore.
People like to believe that death is the absolute end, but it isn’t. There are all kinds of things you can’t even begin to imagine. You call it insanity to make yourselves feel better.
And even worse, consider this: how many aboriginal spirits do you imagine wander through the Americas? And what do you think they remember?
Camping at Devil’s Tower
This is us on our camping trip last summer. I made everyone stop at Devils tower just for . . . kicks. We watched Close Encounters under the stars.
“What the fuck is that?!” UFO Sighting Oct 28 -10pm -1am
***** This is a repost of my entry on Oct 29, 2006******
Laurel and I didn’t have a Halloween party to go to last night, so we decided to drive out to Cranberry Flats to sit in the parking lot and tell ghost stories. We turned south towards the flats when I saw two very dark objects speed over us. I ignored them, thought they were birds (maybe they were). Then I started noticing streams of light going over the road, at first they looked like falling stars and kept going from left to right. Then they starting sort of going back and forth, like two of them swirling, but I rationalized it as the reflection of our headlights against power lines. They also kept changing colour, the ones we noticed were purple, green, orange, blue, yellow, and white. I should also say they started out very thin, and slowly swelled up into the size of ovals. The further we got to Cranberry Flats, the brighter they got, two white ovals slowly circling each other. At this point I was trying to rationalize it as spotlights. Neither Laurel or I were saying anything to each other, I didn’t want to say something in case I was totally hallucinating, and I didn’t mind it if I was hallucinating. Anyway, the further out of town we get the brighter it is. Total silence, we miss the turn off to Cranberry Flats and she pulls into a side road to turn around to go back to the Flats. At this point I notice that the lights hovering and swirling in the sky are staying in one place. I think at this point I said to Laurel “What are those?”
“You noticed them too.”
We FREAK! We’re fifteen minutes outside of town with thingies in the sky and we have NO friggin idea what they are except UFO’s. And I immediately start worrying about being abducted, and I think so does she because we keep checking the time. We turn around and start driving back into town, neither of us wants to look back. This time back into town I realize: There are no power lines going across the road. They are all along the side of the road. We’re starting to compare notes and realizing we’ve seen exactly the same thing. Both of us are terrified. Then Laurel stops along the roadside to get out and see if they’re still there, and they are, so she freaks out and jumps into the car. We keep driving until the turn off going east, and we look back and they are still there, still glowing white ovals.
We’re finally in town, I’m still freaked out, and we go to Diefenbaker to see if we can see them from there. Sure enough, there’s those two swirling lights.
She drives me home and then after much debate convinces me to go out there with her again. And so I do, but I was terrified and tried to put on a diaper in case I shit myself.
I shit you not.
Anyway, we get back to Diefenbaker and they’ve changed. They’re still swirling, but this time they’re green and acting somewhat like northern lights, just the way you see energy ripple off them. Some other people in the park seemed to be seeing them too.
We drive to a couple other places in the city to see if we can see them from there, nada.
Then we get some binoculars and go back out to look at them. This is about three hours after they first appeared, about 1 in the morning. This time, they’re more like green ovally lights, but they’re moving COMPLETELY differently. Sometimes they swirl, sometimes they flash on and off. Sometimes they just speed past each other. Sometimes they change direction, sometimes they drive bomb, and just as we were driving away I also noticed them leap frogging and chasing each other.
Also twice during our sightings they went from just a glow to a solid light. I should mention it was cloudy so they might have been in the clouds.
So what was it? UFO? Spirits? Some other phenomenon? I’ll be checking to see if anyone else saw them. There was a guy who was flashing his high beams on and off at us on our way out to Cranberry Flats.
Has anyone out there seen or heard about a UFO sighting like this? I really want to know.
And I’m glad I had someone else who saw it with me, because y’all would be calling me a big crazy liar otherwise.
I told you!
Today France opened it’s UFO files to the public. And people were laughing at me! Laurel and I really did see some weird stuff in October, for three hours, which was terrifying. They seem to really like Saskatoon Saskatchewan and Dauphin Manitoba right now, at least the types we saw which were plasma craft type thingys. Thingys!!! Are they good, are they bad? I don’t know, probably about as bad as humans. Or as good. Depends.
They’re over Mexico City all the time too. I told you, we live on a strange planet with many unusual things. They come out of Water Hen lake all the time too. All the time! Okay, not constantly.
Anyway, this is a weird world. I think I need to go toddle off and find some happy things to occupy my time, my eyes are bleeding!!! Not literally though.