Breeders Cup

Strange things happen that are for real. I am a very keen observer of minutiae that means nothing to anyone but myself. However, I learned years ago that for some reason or other at Christmas time when I lived in Michigan my ss numbers would come up in the lottery so that I could win on them. I notice these kinds of things as birthday combinations also work in lotteries. Sadly, I have missed most of them, being a little short on the up and at em department in betting on such things. My mother would always get so mad at me for not betting on horses that I felt or knew would come in. I did at least bet on two this year to also win on them but that was a rough one for me to do at that time too.

But at the time I was watching Michigan State playing Minnesota at the Upper Deck, a bar that I decided to watch the Breeders Cup races from due to its proximity to my home, in other words, closest one to me, I had a rough time of it in one way...so noisy and the atmosphere not really one that lends itself to making sound bets. But I watch the horses intensely to see which horse is actually wanting to win the race and how he shows it to me, but depending upon directors and cameraman is a bit iffy at times although a few horses did communicate well.

One was Amazombie. I could tell that horse was going to win and so I put a small wager on it, having talked myself out of playing anything substantial as the previous day had been very rough at the exotics games that I played.

I had started out with a small amount and so made certain that I did not do anything stupid so I was prudent to a fault. I had become aware of Force Freeze through some analyst or handicapper's comments but I singled the Amazombie horse(7) and Force F(6)came in with him...Michigan State was playing a football game then, and came out in front of Minnesota at about the same time that Amazombie came in...My MSU student number has 76 as the last two numbers which I use yet today, and so there I was, watching 7 and 6 come intogether, and ironically 5 also came in third....

It finally dawned on me as I had been pulling for Game On Dude all along and due to a man asking me a question I learned that Ruler On Ice would be in the money...I have a special gift that few know about but which I have learned to listen to especially at racetracks, as Strike the Gold came to me the same way for the Kentucky Derby and a horse at Hollywood Park one year ridden by Cash Asmussen...other people know about this and trust me enough to bet on it when I let them know about it...Joyce,a photographer, anyway, again, the little voice came out to let me know about Ruler On Ice so I knew that 4 would be in the money...Now do I pay attention to all these things and make hay on them? Sometimes, not always...as I do get emotional and tend to make mistakes too like not paying attention to myself when I should...so another guy asked me for longshots and I gave him Game On Dude and Ruler On Ice as I knew that ROI would be in the money but I did not know where...

I should have won that high 5 but I missed out on Drosselmeyer despite its being mentioned at a video in which handicappers did admit to who they thought would be the longshot to win...Drosselmeyer was mentioned so I should have heeded that and my own inclinations...I did ask how much the high 5 would cost...a dollar a bet...so I was tempted but did not have it figur3ed.

3/8 could have made me rich had I bet the exacta...but I didn't but 38 is a personal number of mine that I should have realized if I had been thinking...dang it...half of 76...where was I? well, I did win on Amazombie and because I had seen Hansen in his two earlier races, I knew how good he is, and so took a chance on him but bet win only.

Naturally, I am muttering to myself about all of this...what a day!

Breeders Cup

My big failing in life is that I am honest to a fault. Whether people like it or not, I tell the truth about most things...naturally there are times when I can lie, but if and when I do lie, it is with a purpose as I have always said that my breath is too valuable to waste it on a lie.

So it is with the Breeder's Cup which I gave a lot of time to develop so that I could run right in and make a great play and win tons of money...I failed to do that miserably...everything that could go wrong has gone wrong but I need the money so much that I sat myself down and worked out a plan to win a superfecta race and while it has weaknesses it has strengths as well...but I did not attempt it yet.

I had to go with my usual win, place, and show bet or win only. I could not win with any exotics when I tried them...had a rough time this week on those but I can always win on singles so I stick to the singles.

I have won a superfecta and a trifecta and exactas in the past but for some reason I could not get them together right the past two days.

I had a great time though as the races themselves were fantastic and surprising...I knew that they would be but some really got past me. I tried not to get emotional but I could not help it, as I am a sucker for all kinds of sob stories and I did get emotionally involved with a couple of horses.

I have mixed feelings about the Classic as Game On Dude was so close when he got caught at the wire...it did break my heart to see that.

Oh well, I will put this on now and probably sooner or later, put a video on. But right now, I can't take it and don't want to see if youtube has it yet.

Waiting for Breeders Cup

I am putting all my eggs in one basket this coming November at the Breeders Cup so I have been reading everything that is being discussed by all those who will be playing the game, pitting their expertise, hunches, tips, hopes, and money on a variety of horses. Will they choose bloodlines, trainers, jockeys, or past performance as the reason for their decision? I wonder. I will be choosing odds and risk chances...

I am going to try to free myself from emotional betting. It is easy to get attached to horses which is the most serious mistake one can make when betting and wanting to win.

My cat is meowing for me to close now...I see someone is one skype but so far I have used it only twice.

Doing a lot of shorthand now...going to close...am not sure about Nanowrimo this year...not that crazy now.

Horrible October

This month has been the most exasperating that I have had in a while and I hope never to have another like it. Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong but I am struggling to get through it, hoping that November with the Breeder's Cup will finally get me into the financial strata that I wish to be. A lot depending upon how I do at the races in early november and it is guaranteed to be an exciting two days of championship horseracing.

I was reminded of my years of adventure tripping back in time again recently when in the middle of the night I had a vision of the SunKing in a profile type setting emphasizing his nose but also his youth as it was very black and white in appearance to me. Then came the remembrance of the death and execution of Marie Antoinette with whom I had been compared when teaching in Southern California. I realized all of California had been a part of this huge joke about the "slow guillotine" which referred to smog then but also to Louis King, a professor at one of the local universities who taught some of us a bit of sociology then...as I look back now and see how all this was played out, I realize a lot of setups contributed to what became known as Watergate, involving President Nixon then.

If I had known then what I know now, I wonder what would have happened...but suffice it to say I did not know much of anything then in comparison to what I have learned in the past decade or so here in Arizona.

I am putting on hold my novel on Alexander due to computer problems. I like the netbook but my material is on a computer that has been compromised so many times I do not trust it to use it any longer, and my concept of the book has truly changed since I began it.

I once upon a time began a book on Louis XIV also in which again I was a bit paranoid about the idea that someone could rip me off by reading and copying all my thoughts and once I began it I cut it off so that I would not be having my thoughts stolen away from me.

I watched the video Versailles, Dream of a King, which one of the women at the Louis XIV discussion group had mentioned and was very impressed with muc of it. I again remembered things which I had seen in my trance situations and have left remain dormant. I could try to write a book on the King also but it will take a long time and a new computer to do it. I don't trust many in computerville much.

I continue to discuss with myself all these experiences which I underwent, and try to determine why it is that one can be blessed with that kind of recollection in a given time such as this one. It has taught me to value this time period for what it is pertaining to myself, but I admit that I learned much from those time periods to compare the changes in environment between then and now. None had electrical or technological systems such as we know now...All had to invent and make up their own form of entertainment.

We are a very much more passive lot of people today than people of previous ages who had to act to get anything done. All this technology may be for the good but it has its drawbacks as well. But once we have it, we become so dependent upon it we fail to see the truth of what it does to us and for us.

I have x dollars to get to November 2d on and that concerns me a lot...Not enough money at all. I stretch it out as much as possible but it is rough doing.

Imagine having had a financial minister take care of all your financial needs...Louis had Colbert to do his work for him even though I remember a story I read about how Louis showed off the Versailles to a banker who was visiting so that he could get some money from him...

Well, I am probably going to regret putting my pittance on here so will erase it now. Just continuing to use this as diary more than exhibitions as frankly, I don't expect too much from this blog now. I rarely read any previous posts and anything that I have said is only repeated now and then to refresh my memory. I did learn that common thread that has enabled me to learn of these past and former lifetimes...I cannot explain it...it is too strange and too unusual for anyone to make sense of but suffice it to say that the being that exists to have been all these men has been revealed to me so that I understand it. It is that wee voice from within that one is supposed to listen to and thus learn from...

I think it is that thing we call soul after all...and frankly, it has to have intelligence to make itself known to those with intelligence...if I am able to explain this properly.

But I shall try to get this concept articulated to be comprehended...there are many tracks within the human mind...the one that is in operation now is one that has been educated to use a typewriter, has learned a language skill, and is that which is known and has an identity as a person who is the Me that is doing all the work of writing this out...within this same person is another intelligent force that is capable of communication through the same language but is a separate mental process than the "me" but which communicates to me its being so that I recognize that it is a separate part of "me" which apparently is that which belongs to each one of the various other entities...I thought of it as a the vine, and all the identities of each other lifetime as the cluster of grapes hanging from the vine.

So long as I had that to ride upon I could then enter into the lives of the other persons who I had "been" when I gravitated into them and learned the pieces of their lives...that is the connection which when I decide to write on any of them, I can find and use to learn once more some of the pieces of the lives of the past.

It is a thread that is within me that lets me go back into time and even in the present is there for me to tape into when I choose to learn something if I decide to do it...

I know that this is not a very well stated definite explanation but it will have to do for now as I have to close and get back to my apartment. Closing for now.

Finally settling into how to write my novel

I have been having so many problems lately...my nerves frankly are not strong enough for me to weather all these problems without becoming very frankly difficult to be around...I had bank problems, computer problems, and all these expenses irritate and annoy me no end, but in the process of having to go to the bank today to see an end to some of these woes I realized how to work my plan for my novel.

I had another one of those nights where I have to counsel myself, feed myself wisdom from within, and get a teriffic hold on myself to decide whether to write or not to write about this time spent in the past.

I have been enjoying visions again, had one last night with Louis XIV showing up in a way that was quite fascinating and had to think on that for a moment. I had just been saying how happy I am to live in this time period instead of the one that Alexander had lived...I had felt his shin pain when I first moved into the apartment and had had to read Plutarch to understand what the heck was going on. I will say this much about regression...it is not fun to relive a pain from the past...but I surely had it for a while and had to join LAFitness to use hot tub to cure.

But seeing Louis XIV pop up and know what kind of lifestyle he led, I was reminded that probably some lifetimes are very enjoyable as his had been. When I have broadband trouble I wonder if some force is annoyed at my writing this stuff...my broadband has disconnected twice.

More on Alexander Novel

The Nanowrimo event will be coming up again. I doubt that I will enter but if I do it would be to continue the story begun last November which must be reworked and rewritten in many places. Essentially, it is a great story and is interesting to me.

I no longer argue with myself about whether I am a case of reincarnation or not, and whether someone as so called mad as Alexander became had really been me. My book will prove whether he did become mad or not as at this point in time I do not believe that he did. But he did become worn and tired, and lost his health in the course of his journey.

What happens is that I go into a form of automatic writing which does somehow or other tap into things that I had not known or considered about him, and for that reason it has been fascinating to let all this come out.

Some of it is suitable for publication but some of it will be censored by myself, as I do not care to share some things that surface from my subconscious to occur in this story. I will see as I go ahead with this book what else I can learn.

I have learned many things just through visualization as for me, images come to me, and sometimes I actually return and relive experiences, and sometimes I only watch and observe Alexander in a situation which does resonate with me.

I have firmly decided that nobody anywhere should be able to know what is another person's mind, heart, and soul but that person himself. I would not want anyone to know when I am having a tantrum, a sense of despair, a sense of joy, or any other aspect of myself from within myself, but only as they are able to see me display it through my facial expression, or body language, or actual discussion of it.

In other words, I am protective of the experiences that I had in these different personalities and do not wish always to share them with the world at large at all.

That means that while I may write this book out as a kind of therapy for myself, I may have reservations about publishing it. I do want part of it published so the editing job will be something to do to make it suitable for public consumption. I am sticking with it nonetheless while I ponder the wisdom of share and tell.

Movies

I spent another weekend catching up on movies that I had not seen when shown at the local cinema. Men Who Stare at Goats, Precious, and Bright Star. I took out two others but have not been able to get into them, Conviction, and The Children of Huang Shi.

I am beginning to have difficulties with this computer and I do not need anyone editing my blogs without my express consent and permission. Telling the plot of a movie on a blog is hardly reason to erase any of it. George Clooney is amusing as a psychic with abnormal powers, and his ability to kill through mental thought is the reason for the title. He kills a goat by simply staring at it. One would think that it preposterous but in fact the military and government is experimenting with such things. I read a book through the Phoenix library system that discussed this totally. So I suspect the movie came from that book.

Voodoo rituals believe in this kind of ability and fear it so maybe the government is taking lessons from Haiti witchcraft. Who knows?

Bright Star is about the love John Keats had for his neighbor Fanny Brawne, and it is a beautiful love story, full of heartache and understanding about the pressure put to bear on John to write. I had no idea that there had been that kind of pressure upon poets in England until I saw this. All I did was study the darn poems, danged if I had to get into the poets heart and soul and head and needs. Keats is most famous for the poem Endymion. I remember that even fifty years after I studied it.

Stupid me, huh? I was not the best when I was a college student...my motivation was gone after a dissolved love affair...I was worse than Keats that way.

Precious is a preposterous story which is both horrid to sit through but fun in its fantasizing and James Thurber means of dreaming that one is something that one is not. The director and editors did a great job on that one. The plot of a fat girl abused by both her mother and father but able to get help and actually climb out of her misery was a bit of a stretch for me. It is difficult enough for average students to make it in this life, but for a girl with real educational difficulties to advance so quickly sounded very too Hollywood. The actress is great, deserved her award as she won a Golden Globe for her role, and she showed why some women would prefer to be lesbians than to have to endure the abuse that she took.

Lesbianism creeps into the story so that is why i say that. For her to have been shoved from the back to land on her face was plainly cruel and unnecessary but apparently black people fear each other more than white people know.

I enjoyed the film since it does give her a happy ending despite being sexually raped, impregnated, mother of 2 and only 16...really totally unbelievable that she can survive at that age with her difficulties.

But so it goes...won't put trailers of films on here. They are all at youtube.