Ancient Aliens

I've found real evidence that ancient aliens not only visited our planet Earth, but there's real evidence that they also kidnapped and attacked ancient humans in ancient times. Not only is this evidence real, it's in plain view for everyone to see, so not even the government can cover it up.

A group of friends and I had decided to go on a winter hike in Yosemite National Park on a wintry day, hence winter hike. We all carpooled for three hours because we are green, not like Martian green, but Earth green. After arriving to the visitor center, we all stretched in the crisp icy air, unmolested by the faraway cities' smog and noise. Despite the sparse snowfall California had experienced, there was still a good layer of white powder that gently covered the high granite tops and brushed the tips of the pine needle trees. Our hiking shoes milled the gravel as we walked to the bathrooms to empty our bladders, and then, fully relieved, off we went.

The hike filled our cameras with picturesque views, invoking torrid conversations about relationships, and brought laughter that echoed against the cathedral granite walls. And that was when it happened.

As we were walking toward this certain great wall, I couldn't peel my eyes away from this mural that had been painted across this unimaginably unending stone canvas. The rest of the group turned right, following the rocky path. I walked toward this great wall, hoping to grasp the magnitude of what this mural represented. And I realized that who or what ever had created it was trying to communicate to us that we have been visited by ancient aliens. You say impossible. I ask could it have happened? I undoubtedly must conclude...yes it could have happened.

I took pictures of the stone wall from two different angles using my iPhone. I've done nothing to edit it, to change its coloring, to enhance it in anyway to suggest that the mural exists. You can see it in plain view that it exists. You have to be blind not to see that it totally and undeniably exists, in plain view.

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On the far left part of this amazing mural is what can only be determined as an ancient alien astronaut, sitting in what can only be summarized as a high-tech, fully functional, super advanced navigational throne. The space helmet was undeniably and unmistakably supplying this ancient astronaut both air and protection from the hazards of inter-dimensional travel. More on that later. We can see his hands typing on a very advanced communication device that also doubled as a control center for his ship. You may ask, how do I know this ancient astronaut is piloting a spaceship?

Placed right in front of this ancient alien space pilot was a screen that had been more advanced than any plasma screen that we can hope to imagine from Sony or Samsung or even Apple! It's obvious to me, and I'm sure to the smart people reading this, the screen seemed to span across the pilot's complete vision, giving him the view of the outside world like a fish tank with no obstructions of any kind, as interpreted here. And what was more amazing was that he was not alone. There was a fleet of space ships that had accompanied this ancient alien space pilot.

As you can very well observe, I've outlined two other space ships that are flying through the air. The mural also illustrates in plain view that the ships were either firing something, or maybe they were beaming something up, or even possibly firing its engines. More surprisingly is that there was another ship to the far right that was painted, as you can see by its energy output lines. But for some reason that ship is missing from the mural. And I think I know why.

Something must have destroyed part of the mural because the rubble that is found below wasn't from erosion. If it was erosion, the rubble would have been right below where the ship had been painted. Instead, we find the rubble toward the center, as if something from the far right had struck that part of the mural, sending the rocky debris in that direction.

The question now must be, what do those lines under these ships represent? Some kind of weapon like a super advance laser targeting system, SALTS? Or were they trying to beam something on board? With the now thousands of alien abduction stories that seem to only take place at night away from prying eyes (apparently they can fly millions of light-years here through barren space, but they have no cloaking system to make themselves invisible), I deduce and also surmise that they were abducting something.

The great mural clearly depicts ancient humans. What's clear to me and why magic doesn't exist anymore, is that these ancient humans were sorcerers. They seemed to be emitting something, maybe casting a spell in the hopes of repelling these super advanced ancient aliens away. Obviously, this tactic did not work and the sorcerers were abducted and never returned, giving creed to the extinction of magical conjurers and mystical magic as we know it.

But I did make one mistake in my analysis. Dragons as a mythology had been a prevalent idea all over the world in the art of ancient China, as far south as Mexico on ancient Mayan pyramids, and even on ancient Viking battle ships from the great white European north. Where and how had these ancient humans, who've literally had no contact with each other, learn and depict of such a monstrous creature? It dawned on me like a rising sun in the very hazy and foggy San Francisco morning.


Before eschewing the idea, ask yourself, could this have been a possibility? Couldn't the ancient aliens whose technology far outpaced our own have created and controlled the violent and absolute destructive nature of wormholes? In my mind, the answer has to be an unmistakable yes.

This mural shows a large opening, a mouth maybe; and a long body, the tunnel between time and space; and the flashes of light when ancient space ships entered, most likely the energy outbursts caused by the folding of space and time, must have looked like fire that these wormholes breathed. And unbeknownst to ancient human beings, without the acumen of knowing what these wormholes really were, could only describe them as large creatures that did nothing but eat and devour and destroy anything in their paths.

And it's evident to me that the works of Tolkien were not fictional works but of historical preservation. With the apparent extinction of sorcerers, it makes perfect and terrible sense to me why we don't see trolls, goblins, witches, elves, hobbits, and why no one attends Hogwarts School anymore. Tolkien had written about a great battle in Middle Earth. He was writing about the great battle between the powerful creatures of Earth and the ancient aliens. And, despite the great magic that once existed, we had lost the battle.

So the ancient aliens weren't abducting humans as much as destroying any creature that could potentially prove them harm, leaving only the feeble minded ancients, our ancestors.

One last moot point. It's obvious to me and to anyone looking at this massive mural that ancient aliens created this piece of art. Just like in Egypt, ancient aliens had at the very least assisted our ancestors in building the pyramids. The question is why. Why had this mural been painted? Simple. It's a warning for us not to rise against those who have technology far beyond what we could ever imagine. 

Trash Talk

Number one, suckas!

Number one, suckas!

Trash talk.  When it comes to sports, trash talk can spell death for the one talking. We saw this with the men's French swim team in the last Summer Olympics held in China. “The Americans? We’re going to smash them. That’s what we came here for," Alain Bernard said, referring to the freestyle relay event.

Despite being heavily favored to win, the French lost.  Not sure if you can tell by Phelp's reaction:

My pants...!

My pants...!

Even when you win, trash talk is something fans don't appreciate but pay attention to cause it creates drama. Floyd Mayweather Jr. is a great example, considered as one of the best boxers in the world. His trash talk had earned him searing spite among fans. So fans pay to watch the fight to see him lose or get knocked out. As of today, no one has been able to do either.  Still, fans of the sport give little respect to the man holding a 41-0 pro record.  An oddity when legendary greats like Tyson or Ali have losses.

I had attended this past weekend's UFC 117:  Silva vs. Sonnen.

Get away from my behind

Get away from my behind

Anderson Silva is considered the best pound for pound mix martial arts fighter in the world.  All of the top fighters in his division (185 lbs) have tried to beat him.  None ever came close. Silva has won 11 straight wins coming into this fight. In the world of MMA where there are innumerable ways to lose, this is amazing.

But I was never a fan when Silva came to the UFC, and I doubt I'll ever be.  Why?  I want someone who's open and real, and somehow he's not genuine. I'm not the type to like someone just because he's a winner.

Then comes in Chael Sonnen. He was an NCAA Division I All-American wrestler at the University of Oregon, two-time University National Champion in Greco Roman wrestling, and a US Olympic team alternate. But forget about that.

Not only did he sell tickets and create interest in his fight with heavily favored Silva (7 to 1 odds) with his trash talk, he had earned a fan with me. Here's why:

"I think I can win this fight, I don't know I'm gonna win," said Sonnen on Jim Rome's radio show.

This has been my life's philospy. If you wanna be a New York Times best selling author, an Academy award winning actor, a great pro athlete, then you have to start with "I can" and not worry about "But will I?".

You gotta be in it to win it.

And for four and half rounds, each one being five minutes long, Sonnen had dominated Silva.  As far as I know, Silva had only lost one round in his UFC career. Silva vs. Sonnen was one of the most exciting fights I had seen. I was one of very few who leaped out of the seat, Jersey Shore fist pumpin, screaming as Sonnen pounded away at the champ.

Oh, crap!  I caught his chin!

Oh, crap!  I caught his chin!

Get your hands off my face!

Get your hands off my face!

But like all greats, Silva had pulled a triangle hold and won the bout.

Sonnen had backed up every single word, save winning the championship belt. But in the world of MMA, he has made himself a huge factor and revealed a gaping blackhole in a once invincible champion.

Does Hard Work Need to be Hard?

I'd just got done rewriting my query letter (after many, many versions) and perused over to the magazine aisle.  And I ran into The Rock.

He'd written an editorial and said something that peaked my interest.  "Hard work always pay."  You can see the quote on the magazine cover.

I read the editorial, which was well written, and he mentioned nothing about hard work.  People often think of hard work as being difficult.  I've come to know it as being consistent and focused.  This is exactly what the editorial was about.  Showing up and being focused like a laser.  If you look at his career, he's attained what he's set his sights on.  No question about it.

As most of you may know, the 2010 Winter Olympics have started.  One of my favorite events to watch is figure skating, both singles and couples.  Tonight, China won first and second.  The focus has surrounded the gold medalist couple, who are married in real life.  Their story is well known in figure skating circles.

Oh!  My back hurts just looking at her.

Shen Xue and Zhao Hongbo have dreamed of Olympic gold for the past eighteen years, since they first were paired by their coach Yao Bin.  Yao Bin had dedicated 30 years of his life bringing couples figure skating to what it is today in China.  He'd suffered huge embarrassment during the 1980 World Championships in Dortmund, West Germany.  He recalls people laughing as the Chinese placed last.

So what's the point?

Yao Bin was determined to win gold.  And he spent the next three decades, away from his family, honing his skaters' skills, his coaching skills, studying video of championship figure skaters, doing everything he could to attain what he attained tonight.

Was it difficult?

I have no idea.  But as I watched him on TV, his mind was highly focused and fully present.  He had to trust that all the work Shen and Zhao had put in would come to fruition.  Keep in mind that this is the couple's fourth attempt, fourth Olympics.  That's sixteen years.  Zhao, the husband, is 36 years young, and his wife, Shen, is 31.  Age was not a factor as they competed against much younger couples.

Their physical strength, pure athleticism, and grace performed under the pressure of the Olympics.  Difficult?  Sure.  But the testament to their passion, which makes difficult work to others effortless (like being in the zone), was shown at how easy it was when they floated over the ice.  They had to have practiced consistently, concentrating on every minute detail.  Otherwise, the pressure alone would have torn them down.

The key here is doing what you're passionate about.  Because it's easier to get what you want when you're passionate and energetic about something.  Imagine having sex with someone you find ugly.  Difficult?  Yes.  Now imagine having sex with someone you find hot!  Effortless?  Hell yeah!  And you'd probably show up many times.

Did I mention the throws the female skaters completed were insane?

So with anything worth doing in life, show up and focus on exactly what you're working for.  For dreams are meant to be fulfilled.

It is possible to move a mountain by carrying away small stones.  -Old Chinese proverb.

Nothing New Under the Sun

"What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done; there is nothing new under the sun." Ever heard this?

As a storyteller, this can be a very limiting view.  Or is it?

Romeo_and_JulietWilliam Shakespeare's version of Twilight

A prominent screenwriter in Hollywood, David Freeman, gave a seminar.  There are hundreds of seminars I could have attended, but why did I go to his?  If you go to his site, he talks about techniques in writing.  No theories.  In fact, he gave so many techniques, it was like getting a trunk full of tools.  And in any one job, it’s highly unlikely you’ll use all of them, but you’ll definitely use enough to make your story emotional, something he emphasizes a lot.

He agreed with the quote above, but in a very un-limiting way.

I love going to movies, and one of the pleasures is seeing the previews.  I hate missing the previews like I hate missing the beginning of any movie.  One movie I’m anticipating is Avatar.

When I first saw it, I thought, James Cameron stole my idea!  WTF Cameron?  How’d you hack into my PC?

As I watched the preview, his premise was different.  Similar but different.

Then an image sparked in my mind.  American Indians gazing out into the sea as English ships sailed toward them.

The story of the Native American Indians against pioneering pilgrims is a familiar one.  It’s empire building.  The conflict?  The natives don't want to leave.

Look at Braveheart.  I love that movie.  It’s the same thing.

Look at the battle of Thermopile, 300.

Look at the Mongols invading China.

Look at China’s history of the seven independent states warring against each other for power.

Look at Star Wars.

Look at King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.

We have tons of stories based on the idea of oppression.  Sometimes the story ends with unification, like China and the seven states.  Sometimes we have stories of independence, like William Wallace’s fight for Scotland’s freedom.  But they all stem from a single idea.

Avatar is no different.  A powerful force, in this case us in the far future, wants something, a valuable mineral.  To mine it, we have to “politically” move a native race.  Easy enough.  But wait!  The native people don’t wanna move.

And the story begins.

Freeman said there were an unlimited amount of stories that could be told using the story computer.  Look at any story that you love or connect to.  Find a variation.

Turn the hero into a heroin.

Change the race.

Change the time.

Change the setting.

Change anything.

Look at Romeo and Juliet.  Change the time to the present.  Make the male a brooding, James Dean-looking vampire.  Now you have Twilight.

The Princess and the Frog is a great example.  What do we expect to happen when the princess kisses the frog?  The frog should turn to her prince.  But Disney was like, “Hell no. Dat’s been dun.  Da princess should turn to a frog, sucka!”

OK.  I doubt Disney execs would talk like that.  But they used the story computer to churn out what seems like a great story.

The Seven Provinces is a familiar story.  It's about empire building.  It's an underdog story.  It's about a man trying to protect his family in a time of war.  It's about oppression, betrayal, tragedy.  And much more.

There may be nothing new under the sun.  But that doesn’t mean new stories can’t be told using familiar themes.

Found the Freemasons!

I found them! I found the Freemasons! Ipod II 765 Click to enlarge

I took a short break from work today and walked amongst my peeps.  I went to Chinatown.  Chinatown is a huge tourist trap.  There are restaurants that serve food from every province of China.  And along the dingy streets are little shops that sells authentic Chinese wares.  Wares that you can only find in old China.  There were back scratchers, water pistols, Manchurian queues (the ponytails) sewn in hats, cone straw caps for those sunny days, tea cups with zodiac symbols, Japanese swords, solar-powered crickets that chirped in satin green boxes, postcards of half naked men and women.  Real authentic stuff.

The problem with walking amongst my peeps are the tourists.  It's like 50% Asians and 50% non Asians.  So I leave the beaten path and go up one street.  Now, it's more like 90% Asians.  I can hear the mahjong tiles percolating through a shut steel door, the smell of rot and herbs stream out of an herbal store, Cantonese being yelled across the streets, elders crowd into a scummy coffee shop (rumored to be leaders of a Triad chapter).  Then lo and behold I find the Freemasons.  Didn't think there were Chinese peeps in that organization.

I once took a cruise with some friends to Mexico.  The first stop was Puerto Vallarta.  The beach front properties sported souvenir stores, restaurants, and chain bars like Senior Frogs with tons of drunk Americans dancing and laughing.  My friend and I decide to explore a bit and go a street back.  Then the realities of Mexico hit us.  Human stench coursed up our noses.  Kids in gray rags walked bare foot.  The only Americans we saw from the cruise ship visited a massive church, the only building in good condition.  It looked like bombs destroyed the buildings and marred the streets into rubble.  To say it was night and day would be ridiculous.  The experience, however, was much appreciated, singeing the images in my mind.

I applied this to my writing.  In my book, I've created a fairly simple utopia.  On the front, every thing looks and works fine.  But behind the scene, evil lurks that my hero has to deal with.  More daunting, he realizes that this evil has lurked for most of his life under his nose.  I think a lot of stories start out with a nice image.  Then as things start to unfold, we as the audience find sinister things are squirming underneath neat layers.

I did this with myepisodes. The story seems easy enough.  A researcher is sent to find out why a pack of wolves are devouring innocent people.  But underneath someone is driving the events that are taking place.  The question becomes, will our hero find out?  Read them and find out.

Good Idea vs. Inspiration

Living in a metropolitan area allows me to encounter tons of people.  In talking to them, almost every one I run into have a good idea.  Either they have a book they want to write, an invention that would revolutionize daily life, a hobby they'd like to explore, a business they want to start.  Just to list a few. Question is how many of those people explore or pursue it?

I'd venture a guess that it's 2% or less.

So what's inspiration?  Is it the same as a good idea?

In talking to all these people, a lot of them also have inspirations.  They have a book they want to write, an invention that would revolutionize daily life, a hobby they'd like to explore, a business they want to start.

Again, I'd go on a limb and guess that less than 2% pursue or explore their inspirations.

When you walk into a store, like a Walmart, you're surrounded by tons of merchandise.  Think about this.  Where did all that stuff come from?

A factory in China.

Ha!  Yes but no.  Go further back.  Where did any of those things--George Foreman Grill, flat screen TVs, gum, textiles--really come from?  Someone's mind.  Think about it.  A long time ago someone who loved fish said, "I'd love to have live fish at my house, so I can look at them when I come home."  Hence, fish tanks came to existence.

Any of you know how J.K. Rowling got the idea of Harry Potter?  She had a vision, an inspiration, of this boy.  She then spent the next several hours imagining the world of Harry Potter, spent the next five years writing it.

Look at all the movies that come out every year.  All of them started in someone's head.  Sometimes it took several heads to come up with the story idea.  But it got made and released.

The difference between a good idea or an inspiration becoming real is action.  Go out and do it.