April showers and sleeping at Near Reach

Thursday April 14th 2022
So this week I have finally spent nights in the shelter pictured in the last entry. I’m there now typing this to the thrum of April showers. There is a platform (8’x12’) at the back 2/5ths of the shelter, on a scaffolding about 4’ off the ground. I’m sitting in the back seat from my car, as an ersatz sofa, typing in the mostly dark. The keyboard is unlit and I’m using a headlamp to see it — but with dying batteries have just turned it off and am really pulling in my darkness tactility. [band, album, or song name: darkness tactility?] I am also running a propane lantern at my feet, but for heat more than light and I’m not elevating that hotbox off of the floor. [full disclosure: I’m tipping the screen down to illuminate the keys when I cannot find something ;-)]
The process has been to add something each night. e.g. first night just test out matress, blankets, pillows etc. and haul ass back to the house at 5:30am to get ready for work. Second (colder) night run the propane heater from 4-5 to take chill off, before getting up. Third night oatmeal in the morning. Tomorrow morning is oatmeal AND coffee. Yeay. OK enough darkness tactility typing. More this weekend…with pictures.

Saturday April 30th 2022
The romantic idea of typing at the shelter [Near Reach] is a fail. I left the laptop out there one day, in it’s shoulder bag, and realized it was just plain clumsy. Even with comfortable seats from the back of the car and a comfortable bed with a headboard typing in the cold with dim light is fruitless. It’s a great crash pad and o.k. to watch something on a tablet…that’s all. Hopefully the floor area will become a construction production area.
Peace, Jason

Link to the 82MB video of Near Reach shelter last November

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Post test from phone.

If I can reliably blog here from phone I will do so. Frequent short posts from the phone and longer posts from the workstation.

Let’s try a picture.

Sharpest, by a quantum jump, knife that I’ve ever used.

Well o.k. I’ll upload some photos of Near Reach and the pending entry on the laptop; which is out there at Near Reach. I’ve spent the past 5 nights out there and am migrating stuff out there from the house. If I catch drinkable rain water I’ll reside there through September.

TTFN, Justin Free ?

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Spring coming…?

shelter in the woods
This is getting through the first winter at Near Reach.

Since no one clicks links to look at a photo gallery I’ll post one inline. This is it though! Y’all can click on a link to see a photo gallery (which admittedly needs updating, but what for if no one is seeing it?).

Peace out, Justin Free

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Open Letter to Vladimir “spread the fear” Putin; and cat pictures

Open letter to Vlad Putin:

Vlad,
What the fuck do you want? You tyrannical shitbags always get legacy crazy in old age…like you’re fucking Achilles and want to be remembered for a thousand years. Fuck you. You’re a Joe Stalin knockoff trying to match his body count [20 million!] in your final alzheimer years.
So, if you want to keep people guessing…act unpredictable. Everything about you is specious. I picture you as a squirrel with its head on backwards that knows everything because no other being can share it’s perspective. Let the guessing begin of what goes on in a backwards squirrel head: you’re just a simple sadistic prick (like your god/king Stalin), and all you want is to impose suffering. Oh, but you have this legacy kink whereby spreading suffering and leaving a bigger death footprint than Stalin has become your addled obsession.
It has become unfashionable to starve, maim, and kill your own citizens, so you take the Stalin 2 show on the road: Georgia in 2008, Crimea 2016, now and always Ukraine. Control, dominate, impose suffering…all the Soviet hits, that played from Lenin to Brezhnev. So, let’s drill down a layer.
All this three generation old Soviet nostalgia that you want to impose – on oh, let’s say one third minimum; if not the whole world! – makes you a reincarnated, tyrant, fuck stick. Caligula, Genghis Khan, Saudi oil sheikh…oh you rotten, jealous bitch.
How to talk sense to such a pathetic, twisted fuck as you? Like trying to talk chastity to a child molester…forget it! This can only suffice as an evaluation: subject is incorrigible whore-beast; a demon of sadistic zealotry; willfully ignorant of norms, mores, and logic; addicted to deception and perversion of norms, mores, and logic to the exclusion of any other interaction.

—-End of attempted communication.

—-This portion is to U.S. DoD/military.
How to deal with anachronistic, Caligula imposters: take what they care about…what makes them what they are. In this case territory and personal (stashed) assets.
Here’s the solution: take the russian far east (region across from Alaska) and Sakhalin Island. Run Sakhalin as a joint territory with the Chinese and Japanese – they need some forced bonding and it establishes a north pacific (ASEAN) style alliance; a co-operative trading alliance; and security/stability of that maritime region.
This twisted, venomous, bitch nigger of a tyrant is narrowly obsessed: in this case with dominating intermediate, buffer spaces between mother rooskiya and European/Mediterranean countries. The far east is already foreign to rooskiya (and the tyrant mind). Easy to use exactly the same words of the taking of Crimea to say: the eastern region of rooskiya is to be returned to the native peoples…it was never culturally russian and now returns to it’s native culture…liberated by the U.S., in co-operation with the Chinese and Japanese – true racially and culturally interested countries.
I am available to coordinate the management of the joint territory. Please give me 48 hours notice to deploy.
Sincerely,
Justin Free

P.S. – Too busy packing to upload cat pictures. Peace out.

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Will spring be dome construction time?

Three pictures of where the dome foundation is going. I’ve stood a fourteen foot plank up, at the center point, to indicate the height at the center of dome — one foot above grade of foundation exposure and thirteen feet height at the center of the dome. The diameter is eleven feet; which is the distance from the center pole to: the edge of the burn barrel at the left, and the blue pick axe (actually a ‘grub hoe’) at the left rear.
Now to figure out how to excavate (maybe blast some ledge) and pour concrete!
Pictures to follow of that process 😉

Picture one. Picture two. Picture three.

Kaligula Rap…forgotten text from 2016

Wrote this anti-Kaligula rap around 2016…summer before the stolen election in the the U.S. It is from the perspective of a general Kaligula (corporate shot caller, species traitor) with traces of the Kaligula. If you’re offended by this perspective of humans by our slave masters (residents of Elysium) then do something to disenslave from the corporate dictatorship; to which we have been beholden for …oh, lets say seven generatons.

CALIGULA RAP

Round and round we go; politician, corporate C.E.O

Work and work until you can’t; pay your retirement I shan’t.

Buy and sell the people’s future; I need more gold and high couture.

Drop dead your last day of work; on your grave I stand and twerk.

Kill yourselves urban niggers; honky Trump feels only biggers.

Shut up poor and sickly;I’m bringing U.S. back bigly.

Corporate treasure chests busting soon; U.S. fools slave labor, bosses boon.

Voter suckers have gone insane; poor tax burden a bigger bane.

So now we work for our extinction; government, corporation: no distinction.

Dead oceans, fish all gone; natural resources sold for a song.

Thanks for water laced with acetone; My McJob, you threw me a bone.

Double shift over a grease fryer; living wage—you fucking liar.

Yeah, whatever. You’re too late; Electoral College sealed your fate.

Must go pray and spend at the county fair; celebrate grand life, no health care. ———————————————————

A taut financial tight rope; gives extra balance and hope.

You’re welcome for that healthy stress; let me tell you always what is best.

Whitehouse I consummate with Ivanka; never feels like incest when I bonk her.

Putting Barron in her was a race; look at that precious mutant face.

Have you met the killers in the band; no question where we all stand.

You’re too dumb for our level of thought; just stay between our feet when we squat.

Now you know what the facts is;go to work and pay my eighteen years back taxes!

Copyright 2016 Justin Pettrucci—Permission to use granted

Popcorn and pickles; christmas breakfast


Popcorn maker, accompanying tub o’ popcorn kernels, and jar of bread and butter pickles were left on the table from christmas eve day; and await me this soon to be blustery snow christmas morning. Yeay, breakfast.

The fall season, and year in general has been go-go-go…get things done at the last second, and often without preparation. I wasn’t able to study up on industrial controls and jump in to reverse engineer a control box for reverse osmosis systems at work. But I did get down to Cape Cod twice, hike in Baxter State Park, learn the health care system with Lyme’s disease and Giardia parasitic infection — what a non-covid immune system check! — hike out to Sewall Beach a few times [see links below]; in addition to climbing trees for dead oak branches, putting up a marine vinyl garage, acquiring and rewiring a small landscape trailer (and concordantly backing the new lights into another trailer and a telephone pole }:-( ), and planning to do about three times more than I can!

So, breakfast is actually pancakes and bacon.
Merry Christmas / Happy Holidays to all.

Links to:

A 4 picture collage

Pic of sunrise at Sewall Beach (spectacular!)

Pic of watercolor card prison friend sent

360º videos of Sewall Beach:
VIDEO_1
VIDEO_2

My exhortation to “Kill the Kaligula Klan”
(I need some photo editing help with this)

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Observation on societal virus effects and my current favorite Zeppelin tune

Here’s a link to the lyrics of Battle of Evermore and a .zip of Zeppelin IV — which, of course has that most excellent of songs contained within.

   Zeppelin IV-album     Lyrics to Battle of Evermore

Also, Social Distortion – Live at the Roxy, Soundtrack to Pulp Fiction, and the files in this picture are available. Let me know if you’re interested and I shall kick out a link…dark web brah, way secret stuff.

Hope everyone has had a stable and healthy year — health requires stability, right?

The chaos of everyday existence we create for ourselves may or may not be “worth it,” but the addition of the corona twist for past 1 3/4 years now… Well, isn’t that something to get twisted up over? I dealt with Lyme’s disease and giardia digestive parasite. Wow. What I wrote about the giardia is that it was a preview for any end that may come from some digestive failure. Quite debilitating. As with injuries and pain; I found that it absorbed my energy and concentration — a take over if you will. The analogy is that corona virus collectively infected our culture that way…robbing us all of enery and concentration.

Apologies for a depressing observation and no solution. Happy holidays?

Hey, why not. Everyone enjoy yourselves. Take care. Keep on keeping on…

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Just a picture and quick video

Whats everyone been up to? Ready for winter? Never ready, right? Here’s a picture (of me a year into being back in Maine) and a video. The spot in the woods; which I state “will soon be paradise” in the video; is paradise for me now. It’s not far back from a road, and near the main house, but remote enough that I am spooked by deer snorting, on the occasions that I’ve slept out there. [I just took the trash out to the shed and was spooked by a deer doing that whistle/snort and crashing through the woods!]
Anyways…I’m calling the spot; Near Reach. If any one has actual clever names I am open to all suggestions.
Here be the links: picture 42 second video

Peace.

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Update…sort of ;-)

So, I’ve ginned up 3 collage prints of pictures from the past year, with intention of printing and sending to friend I stay in touch with in prison. They are:

poster1 poster2 and for consistency lets call the last one near_reach

Near Reach is the current best name I’ve come up with for the spot, about 400′ from father’s house, of pictured tent and bigger boat shelter type tent. Working on water treatment systems for income and working at NearReach is everything. Wellll watching retro movies that I missed from 2001-2019 and new t.v. series’ (WestWorld, Foundation, Doom Patrol…) happens at night. There is possibility of getting into industrial controls for reverse osmosis systems — so not locked into the plumbing aspect of my job. Hey I just wanted to post 3 collage pictures…here they are…ask me anything about them.

Still avoiding FB, twatterr, snackshack, beatbox blah blah bullshit data mining servers that masquerade as “social media” and always reminding good people that we are ALL equally enslaved to the corporate dictatorship.

Peace out homies ;-p

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