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Synchronicities involving numbers are always interesting. Our friend Sansego sent us this one:

Today’s featured Wikipedia article is Mitt Romney. I didn’t know that it was his birthday today – March 12 – (the same day as Jack Kerouac) or that Romney was born in 1947.

The synchro on “47” hit me right away because political scientists consider his comments about the 47% who would never vote for him to be the thing that doomed / sank his presidential chances. Of course, he ended up with 47% of the vote anyway.

Even more interesting, 1847 was the year that the Mormon pioneers – Romney’s ancestors –  made the wagon train voyage from Independence MO to what is now Salt Lake City, UT.

And when Romney was 47 years old – in 1994 –  he first ran for political office in a race against Senator Ted Kennedy, giving the iconic Senator a real competitor for the first time in his long career.

And on that note, happy spring equinox!

You probably thought you’d heard all the possible theories about what happened to Malaysian Flight 730. Well, here’s a new one from pilot Bruce Gernon, who co-authored The Fog with me about his Bermuda Triangle experiences.

I sent Bruce a new list of the 10 most mysterious aircraft disappearances, which now includes Flight 730 as the top one. The Bermuda Triangle is included, which was probably why I sent him the list. Bruce has appeared on numerous cable network shows about the BT and his harrowing escape from mysterious forces is often the highlight of the shows.

He answered back that he had been following the disappearance of the 777 very closely, and so far thinks that ‘electronic fog’ could have been the cause.

Electronic fog is a term Bruce created to describe what happened to him on his flight from Andros Island to West Palm Beach when he was locked in a fog that seemingly was attached to the plane and moved with it. He came to that conclusion after puzzling over the fact that during the experience there was a continual hole in the fog below and above the plane. He could never move past it.

But at the time that was the least of his worries because all of his electronic instruments had shut down – similar to what happened on Flight 730. He had tried to escape the conditions by flying at a high altitude, also similar to the apparent actions of the pilots on the Malaysian aircraft. When Bruce realized he couldn’t fly above the cloud mass, he tried to fly under it. Again that was what the 777 did, dropping from 45,000 feet to 3,000 feet.

“If they were in the electronic fog, it disoriented the pilots and caused them to divert their course – similar to what happened to me and to Charles Lindbergh on his mysterious BT flight, and also to Flight 19.” That was the infamous case in which five Navy fighter planes vanished, setting off the Bermuda Triangle saga.

In Gernon’s case, he should’ve been near Bimini when he abruptly found himself flying over Miami Beach. It was as if he had instantly teleported 100 miles. When he finally landed in West Palm Beach, the plane had too much gas left in the tank and he’d arrived half an hour too soon, in spite of taking diversionary actions en route.

It’s all speculation of course. But at this point, it seems that Bruce Gernon’s theory is as good as any of them.

Even the Huffington Post has compared the missing commercial jet to the Bermuda Triangle saga.

There is no scientific proof that electronic fog exists, but as Gernon says to skeptics: “If you were on the flight with me, you wouldn’t dismiss the idea so quickly.”

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A possible breakthrough on the missing plane mystery, from Australia.

I usually finish my meditation classes by reciting an Irish Sun blessing, called The Longtime Sun. It’s well known and has been recorded as a chant and song many times.

It goes like this:

May the longtime Sun shine upon you,

All love surround you,

And the pure light within you

Guide your way home.

Recently, I decided to download a copy of the song from iTunes. What prompted me to do so was a different version of the blessing that included a new second line about the ‘cool moon.’ I heard it recited at the end of a yoga class and afterwards asked the instructor about the line. The class had been taught on the day of the full moon, and she had led us through several variations of the moon salutation, instead of the usual sun salutation.

So I thought that she might’ve just added the line about the moon for the purpose of the class. She laughed at that idea and assured me that the line was part of the Irish Sun Blessing, and that no, she had not made it up.

So the next day, which happened to be St. Patrick’s Day, I looked it up on iTunes, and listened to seven or eight variations. But not one of them included a line about the moon. After all, it’s a sun blessing.  I particularly liked the rendition sung by a Kundalini yogina, Snatam Kaur, who has recorded several albums of sacred music.

However, no matter how many times I tried, I couldn’t download the song. The tune was frozen, wouldn’t play, and wouldn’t download. I shrugged it off, but the next day I went back and found the same situation. The song would not download for me. So I started puzzling over the esoteric meaning of it all.

Then it hit me. Yesterday had been St. Patty’s Day, as I said. Not only had I tried to download the Irish blessing without any conscious recognition of the connection, but I had spent the entire day without wearing anything green. An inadvertent snub of the Irish, I suppose, and the freeze had been my payback.

So I’m wondering if the Trickster might have an Irish grandmother!

Fortunately, the Longtime Sun did play when I found it on YouTube after I wrote this post, as you can see above. But even then it would only appear as a URL, not an image, until Trish put it up.

We live in schizophrenic times, it seems, when people are so polarized by what they believe about anything that civil discussions aren’t an option. The politician who seems to exemplify this schizophrenia is Putin.

This dude appeared shirtless on horseback, hiking, showing off his biceps and triceps and abs – and we don’t know whether women swooned and fainted at the sight of him.  What we do know is that he and his wife are now divorced.  We know that Putin was a KGB agent for 16 years, was elected as president in 1999…and well, you can read the rest of his strange political career here.

We know that Putin dislikes gays, that there are many stringent laws in Russia against gays, and that it was an issue during the Olympics.  We know that Putin granted whistleblower Edward Snowden asylum. And Snowden is the only area where I agree with Putin. Even though Putin probably did it for political reasons – instead of for the right reasons – his decision bought Snowden time. There’s an ironic synchro in this that we wrote about previously.

The bottom line is Putin is on the wrong side of history with his invasion of the Crimea. Recently, there was a vote about whether the Crimea should leave the Ukraine and rejoin Russia and the vote is apparently overwhelming in favor of linking up with Russia. The U.S. refuses to recognize this vote.

“Under the stage direction of the Russian Federation, a circus performance is underway: the so-called referendum,” Prime Minister Arseniy Yatsenyuk said Sunday. “Also taking part in the performance are 21,000 Russian troops, who with their guns are trying to prove the legality of the referendum.”

As soon as the polls closed, the White House again denounced the vote: “The international community will not recognize the results of a poll administered under threats of violence,” it said in a statement. “Russia’s actions are dangerous and destabilizing.”

My question is this: Why should the U. S. be involved in this at all? The answer seems to be fairly straightforward: oil.

Why are we still an oil-based economy? Why was the electric car killed? What about solar power, wind power, ocean power? Back in 1973, when an oil embargo was in full force, I remember sitting in line at a gas station for three hours in order to fill my tank. And back then, gas was cheap. In fact, in June 1973, around the tine I used to wait in those lines, gas cost 42 cents a gallon. Yeah, you read that correctly. 42 CENTS. On a good day here in the U.S. gas is close to four bucks a gallon. In Europe, it’s much higher.

Yet, pundits who manipulate numbers would have you believe there’s no such thing as inflation. These are the same pundits who want you to believe that Snowden is a terrorist for revealing the extent of NSA spying on its own citizens.

Go figure.

We don’t just live in strange times. We ARE the strange times. Until our collective beliefs reach a tipping point, until we realize that corporate power spells political power, until we somehow extricate ourselves from the matrix of consensus thought and go rogue in our own lives, we are as trapped as Snowden. We may have a bit of breathing room, we may remain free for another day or month or year. But at some point, it will all catch up to us.

Oh, Putin. How macho you look without a shirt. What a man’s man you are on horseback.   We’re grateful that you grated Snowden asylum. But hey, dude, I mean, really. The Crimea? Why? What’s the point?

You would think that someone name Incognito would be a low-key character, one who avoided detection, literally slipped through the cracks of life. For years, Richie Incognito was relatively obscure…obscure for a starting National Football League player. He played guard for the Miami Dolphins, and offensive linemen are typically the grunts, blocking every play, never touching the football, unless they happen to recover a fumble by a teammate. Rarely making headlines.

But this past year, Incognito has shed his role that matched his name and become infamous, even outside of football, as the ringleader of a clique of players who taunted and bullied other players on his own team. His behavior came to light when one of his targets – lineman Jonathan Martin- abruptly left the team, because of Incognito’s excessive verbal assaults and demeaning stunts. The idea of a 300-pound player being the victim of bullying was surprising, spread across the media, and ignited an NFL investigation. Meanwhile, the Dolphins suspended Incognito and don’t plan to re-sign him this year when his contract runs out.

Now, months after the controversy began,  Incognito is again in the limelight for a couple of reasons. First, the report of the NFL investigation was released and Incognito was cited as the fall-guy. His reaction (since Martin wasn’t within his reach) was to pummel his $300,000 Ferrari with a baseball bat. His deed leaked out and once again he was making news. The next day he entered a treatment facility in Arizona where he lives. That too made headlines.

Incognito no more. If he ever plays for another team, the veteran player will be the most infamous lineman in the game.

And oh, by the way. See that green number? He’s right in synch for St. Patrick’s Day!

….it’s a bird. Or rather birds.

A Powerpoint presentation by the NSA, leaked by Edward Snowden, apparently includes three slides of UFOs. But it’s not what UFO buffs hoped for – revelation that the government knows UFOs are real. Quite the opposite. The slides are apparently part of a training session for spies on how to create and spread false information on the Internet. In other words, lying to the public. No wonder people don’t trust the government.

Disinformation aside, the images themselves seem to be of a questionable nature with one in particular being dismissed by UFO enthusiasts as an “out of focus picture of a seagull.”

“Government agencies are still aware of the power of the belief in UFOs, and that they are willing to use the Internet to exploit these beliefs,” said author Nigel Watson. “Such deception can be used as a means of covering-up more mundane terrestrial activities (like the testing of secret aircraft or military exercises) or to undermine the credibility of ufologists.”

We’ve noticed government agencies coming to our blog when we put up UFO-related post. It could be that this secretive interest in UFOs could have more to do with studying means to create disinformation than it in any attempt to comprehend the nature of the UFO/alien contact phenomena. More than likely it’s a combination with agencies pursuing the issue for varying reasons, including trying to figure out what other agencies know and what they’re pursuing.

Meanwhile, according to the Unexplained Mysteries website, a fake UFO invasion using drones is being planned for April. We’ll see. Apparently, the “Big UFO Project” was originally planned for April Fool’s Day, but was pushed back several days from the first of the month. We’ll see what we see, if anything.

We had quite a few comments from our post a couple of days ago on missing Flight 370. But here’s a couple you didn’t see that arrived via e-mail.

You may recall our post about former CIA remote viewer (psychic spy) Joe McMoneagle and how he targeted Mars 1 million B.C. for NASA back in the early ’80s. Since Joe is still working privately as a remote viewer, I was curious if he had targeted the missing flight from Malaysia.  When I e-mailed him, he responded promptly. Here is what he said:

“Did so days ago and filed it with appropriate authorities. Put them in the Andaman islands, or close to there. We’ll see what happens over time. Best, Joe”

The Andaman Islands are located in the Indian Ocean, and the recent revelation confirming that the plane continued flying for 4 hours after contact was lost extended the search out into the Indian Ocean. In fact, a report from the New York Daily News here cites the Andaman Islands as the possible destination and even suggested the plane landed safely there.

It’s starting to sound like an episode out of LOST. Somebody check the beach.

Meanwhile, the mysterious Peter Levenda sent us the following e-mail:

Andaman Islands

Ever since we saw the trailer for Captain Philips, it’s been on our must see list of movies. But we somehow missed it in the theaters and didn’t get to see it until our daughter came home and rented it through ATT’s U-Verse – at three in the morning. At six bucks, it’s a bargain, particularly if more than one person is watching it. The irony is that we didn’t watch it until after Megan returned to Orlando.

In a nutshell, the story – based on true events – is about the first American cargo ship to be hijacked in 200 years.   The Somalian actors were selected from an audition of 700 Somalians in Minneapolis, which has a large Somalian population, and wow, are these guys ever cast perfectly. Tom Hanks plays Captain Philips and yes, he is absolutely stellar in this role, as he is in every role he has ever played.

Whether Hanks is playing Forest Gump or the AIDS victim in Philadelphia or the captain of this American cargo ship that is hijacked, he’s believable in every role. Hanks is one of those rare actors who is able to crawl inside the skin of the character he’s portraying and lose himself in it. We still know he is  Tom Hanks, but for the duration of the movie he is Gump or Philips and we are transported into his world – of magic, terror, loneliness, desperation, despair, triumph, whatever the emotion.  And that’s the key, I think, to his success. Hanks find the essential emotional theme  of the character and moves into it completely.

The screenwriter for this movie – Billy Ray –  also wrote the screenplay for The Hunger Games,  an adaptation from a novel, just like Captain Philips.  He certainly has a great sense for pacing, conflict, characterization. Since the movie runs two and a half hours, we had decided to watch it over the course of two nights. That plan bombed as soon as we started watching the movie. This story moves. There’s no place for a tidy intermission. If you take a break for munchies or the restroom, you had better pause the movie. It’s riveting from start to finish.

It was nominated for 6 Oscars- and didn’t win in any category, but should have.  There’s a larger social theme to this film that is sad, tragic, catastrophic. The Somalian pirates in the movie are driven by desperation, hunger, need. Their lives in Somalia are so terrible that they would be better off in American prisons where they would at least have three meals a day and a bed to sleep in.

In the final scenes of the movie, as the SEALS move in to save Philips, I was left with a terrible bitterness in the pit of my stomach that any people, anywhere on the planet, should be driven to such extremes of violence. When you’re hungry, does anything else matter?

Captain Philips isn’t just a riveting thriller; it’s a statement about how far we have yet to go as a species, as a collective, to create a more inclusive world in which no one goes hungry or despairs and is driven to desperate measures because of a lack of fundamentals.

Disc golf is said to be one of the fastest growing sports. It basically involves playing golf with modified Frisbees. Instead of a hole in the ground, the discs are tossed into a metal basket with hanging chains to stop the disc.

A couple of years ago, an 18-hole disc golf course sprouted a few miles from our house in a county park. I’ve always been an avid Frisbee player and after the course opened I bought my first set of discs – a driver, a mid-range, and a putter.

My regular partner is a big guy named Bill, who’s about three decades younger than me. He’s got long arms and a big throw, but he lacks my Frisbee-playing background and so I used to beat him regularly. Not so anymore. Now our games are always close.

The most treacherous part of our course is the 14th hole, which requires tossing the disk over a pond. It’s covered with lily pads and looks like a great place for gators to hang out. This is South Florida, after all. I heard a gator croaking one day, but so far, Bill and I have only seen an otter in the pond. Maybe the gators are on vacation. Maybe that’s a good thing, considering my last two games.

Both times on the 14th hole my driver shot fell short, dropping into the water close to the far shore. Both times I threw yellow discs.

The first time, my throw struck a wall of reeds that rise several feet above the opposite shore and the disc bounced back into the lily pads and sank. We walked around the pond, worked our way through the reeds, and spotted a yellow disc about five feet from shore. The problem was the disc was in about 5 feet of water, but fortunately I had worn board shorts. So I dove in, felt around the bottom for about ten seconds, and finally latched onto the disc. I popped up, held up the disc and Bill said, “That’s not your disc.” And he was right. I’d recovered  someone else’s. Same color, different disc.

Since I was already in the water, I continued searching for mine, but didn’t find it. Maybe the alligator ate it before I got there!

The next week, literally the same thing happened. The disc fell short. Again we spotted a yellow disc resting on the bottom. This time I figured it was the one I lost the previous week, because the location wasn’t right for the one I’d just tossed into the pond. I dove in, recovered it, and again, Bill said, “That’s not your disc.” He was right.

So I was two for two. I’d lost two yellow discs, recovered two yellow discs. But neither were mine. What were the chances of that?

Not my pond, but about the right size.

The disappearance of the Malaysian Boeing  777, flight 370,  on March 7-8 has triggered investigations and searches by several countries. Even now, no one knows for sure what happened.

No debris has been found. The oil slicks that were mentioned initially weren’t from airplane fuel. What was thought to be a cargo door or life raft turned out to be debris. The weather was good, the plane was at cruising altitude of 35,000 feet. So what happened?

The flight took off from Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, at 12:41 a.m. on Saturday, March 8 (afternoon of March 7, ET). It was scheduled to arrive in Bejing, China at 6:30 a.m. the same day, a journey of 2,300 miles – a distance  comparable to a flight between Miami and L.A. But around 1:30 a.m., as the plane was crossing the sea between Malaysia and Vietnam, air traffic controllers in Subang, outside of Kaula Lumpur, lost contact with it.

The pilots didn’t indicate that any problem existed, no distress signal was issued, but Malaysia officials say there’s radar evidence that the plane may have changed course and turned back toward Kuala Lumpur. The plane had 239 people on board – 227 passengers and 12 crew members.  Five of the passengers were children under the age of five. More than a dozen nationalities were represented among the passengers.

Speculation abounds and the picture became murkier when it was learned that two passengers were flying on stolen passports. An Italian and an Austrian man reported their passports stolen in 2012 and 2013, in Thailand. The tickets related to these stolen passports were bought together, by an Iranian man who said his two friends wanted to return to Europe- from Kuala Lumpur to Bejing and Amsterdam and to Copenhagen.

Similarities have been drawn between the disappearance of this flight and Air France flight 447 from Rio to Paris that vanished in 2009. The similarities:

–     –   Three days into the search, the plane is still missing. The Air France plane was found almost two years after its disappearance. A week after its crash, a few pieces of the tail were recovered.

–       – Both planes were at cruising altitude, above the sea

–       – 12 crew members for both flights.  With crew, the Malaysia flight had 239 passengers, the Air France flight had 228.

–       – Safety records. The Boeing 777 and the Air France Airbus 330 have terrific safety records.

–       – No Mayday signal

–       – Both jets had sustained minor damage on the ground and were repaired. In the Air France flight, no correlation was established with the earlier damage.

Theories range from bombs to hijacking to pilot suicide to a catastrophic technical failure.   Conspiracy websites are having a field day with this one.

But, you have to wonder. No debris, no Mayday signal, nothing from emergency transponders, which start signaling on impact with water or land.

I’ve been searching for a synchronicity in this story – and there probably are several – that might point the way to the truth. Other than the parallels to the crash of the Air France flight in 2009, which also had some major differences, like with weather, I haven’t found any. Has anyone else spotted synchros in any of this?

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UPDATE

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