I have eyes that see.

I have eyes that see.

I can remember, looking back, feeling pain in my eyes.  I remember looking up at the ceiling just to be looking at something, when my eyes were still in my head.

I remember my eyes had a slight water to them caused by the strain put upon my nose from the scent of things that had been cleaned by chemicals unknown to me.

The whole of my senses had spoke to my person begging for a summation that would make sense of all this and the necessity of its presence and critical situation?

I now look down from the place and point on the ceiling where my eyes had once fixated upon as an attempt to blot out critical details in the environment.  Looking down, my eyes see the person that I was.

There, was my head upon the pillow, and my eyes closed.  There, was a figure, shape and form I once held, recognized by others, who still see.  I see now, from behind and far beyond closed eyes.

I go to move past a reflective surface, yet nothing is reflected, only a cloud of mystery holds my mind.  The whole of my senses are in agreement upon where the reflection point was to be, instead there are fleeting images of the things I have known and felt.

The images were playing from some unknown, upon an undiscernible screen, some frozen and some in motion about experiences that left lasting impressions upon the senses of my person.  Images as memories kept in the cloud that is my mind.

As heart-felt images appeared, sparks of light branched out from my cloud of consciousness.

I can sense the cloud, but I only see the sparks darting outward  as my mood shifts along with emotions adrift upon some unseen wind.

Below me are the ones I love, but are still rooted to their physical forms.  Further, I see that they have an outer layer that is glowing, as a cloud.

They too have sparks with lightning speed fingering out from their physical form through their cloud of consciousness.  Upon the cloud surface I see fleeting jumble of images coming in and out of focus as if upon some television screen.

All in physical form here have images of their own in remembrance of me playing upon their clouds.  All playing and coming together as clouds gathered within a region to present a meteorological experience of love and compassion.

In this cloud that is mine, the burden of blood and bone is lifted.  The heavy of all this is has been lifted.  The bliss of now, only exists.  I am now, no longer was or will be.  Only now.

In my now, I see others who are too, now.  Here were others who have never known physical forms, as well as those who lived.  These others had their own clouds of varying shapes and sizes determined by the spark of their mood and the memories that played upon their surface.

All, as well as I, possessing some unknown pocket that held the coinage of our valuable memories.

A farmer and banker was I, who lived, harvested and put into reserve memories for safe keeping, gathering all that I could from this Mint of life and living.  A commodity that now fuels the energy of my core.

As I see the brothers and sisters that are now of my new kind I also see a fuel that radiates from them that also somehow sustains me.  We sustain each other as we gather in this cloud colony.

Some of us share that we know that we will live again, but only when ‘now’ is the right time.

This cloud has the same feel as what I remember from during the time when I was sleeping and dreaming.  That dreaming time is likely the reason that some of the faces here are familiar to me in this place that is new to me.

Below me is the cloud of those who still possess a physical form and their gathering for sharing physical experiences that will be coined into the pockets of their hearts.

Looking back, I know this was time well spent.  Putting into form the necessity of companionship.

Tower

I am writing today about Towers.  Picture an image of a He figure and She figure falling head first from the top of a tower that has just been destroyed  by a finger  Fate.  In the times before the tower, the towers occupants were exposed to the world and all of its unforeseen dangers.  These unforeseen dangers forced the He and She to always be on their guard and to never know peace.

The day came that the He and She together built their tower.  From the top they could see far over the land.  This high view of the land revealed that all was clear and no present or approaching danger could be seen.  Peace at last.  The days passed into years.  The He and She became complacent and comfortable that no harm will befall them so long as they are in their tower.

Generations passed through the tower and the heirs aged in this safe world of the tower- protected from the dangers of attack.  As the years passed, the skill of defense and fortification were lost to the skill of contentment and consumption.  The He and She of the new age were fat in their safe and certain world.  The He and She grew apart while they conducted their daily lives in their own spaces.  Some days, forgetting that either existed to any degree.

On the dawn of a new and different day a rumble developed over the whole of  the He and She land.  The He looked up pondering the activities of the She and the She pondered the activities of the He.  Both returned to their tasks at hand and ignored the thunder.  The thunder was followed by dust falling from the ceiling, then a crashing and then a brilliance of light filled the chambers as the roof of the Keep opened up to a sun filled sky.  The floor fell sending the He and the She to the ground.  They found each other and in a visual agreement moved away from the destroyed structure.  In a permanent embrace and under the refuge a tree they surveyed their new strange land.  A land without safety.  A land without the tower.

Now the two, their hearts now changed, step out into this world in search of  shelter and the necessity of developing skills for a new time and place.  The Tower card reminds us that nothing is forever and extreme change is necessary to displace complacency and to jolt us into new ages of awareness.

Ambien Antithesis

The antithesis of Life, as we know it, is death.  The Ambien antithesis is life being lived here as a sleeping and dreaming being.  Sleepers.

While awake we push ourselves to a level of exhaustion that eventually overwhelms us, driving us to find a way to sleep.

When we are out on the road after hours of driving, with still several hours of driving to go, we struggle against the pressure to sleep, because we want to reach our destination in the shortest amount of time.   While we are driving in that struggle our mind begins to wander.  We wander over the list of mental images related to the time we last drove ourselves to not sleep.

Settling on a specific memory image, we then begin to access the different levels of how we felt, the number of ordeals had, if any, and the cascading efforts needed before sleep could happen.  We bring our eyes back to the focus of the road and driving.  Startled, we see that a great deal of time had past while we were sorting through previous sleep challenges.  Feeling awkward about not having a recollection of the last several minutes of driving, if not hours missed driving, in some sort of trance.

Before we started the trip, we did an inventory through mental image lists for the possibilities of situations we could experience during the journey process.  The process for planning the trip, items and tools needed and possibly will be needed, string of experiences likely to be had,  and arrival time challenges.  Everything planned as perfectly as possible.

But, where were we during that time of driving missed?  This was not planned.  If it wasn’t due to an alien abduction, then it had to be some form of sleep.

“If I was asleep during that time, who was driving?”

Our hands were on the steering wheel, we remember because we can feel with the memory of the steering wheel in our hands, but the perception through our eyes for things realized during that time is absent.  The Ambien part of who we are had the handle on the situation, the Ambien part that knows the “why,” for why we are here, was managing things.

This trance time is the time for Ambiens of Sleepers, un-rooted Ambiens and Ambiens never rooted to meet.  The un-rooted Ambiens, are Ambiens that lived at one time as a being that slept and dreamed, but has long since expired -passed on, their consciousness continues and the memories they had from that time of living are retained.  The never-rooted Ambiens, are Ambiens that have yet to experience a life, attached.  Sown into a sleeping being and their consciousness taking root into the life being.

This traveling allows for a multitude of meetings between different clouds of un-rooted and never-rooted Ambien colonies that are, as a group, rooted to locations during the journey.

At the instant entrances and exits from cloud groups, image memories are uploaded and downloaded into the meeting spheres of consciousness’s.  The sharing happens because sharing and receiving is known to be helpful.  -Known.

It is a sharing of memories from Ambiens met days ago, or in the car just ahead.  As the energy of this Ambien string and link of clouds grows stronger it creates a line or river of energy that connects destination points.  A “lay” line, if only temporary; for those who are familiar with lay-line terminology.

In a sense, sitting like crows on a fence, a strand of Christmas tree lights.

The stronger the energy, the more likely those who are living here and traveling the energy line will be drawn into sleep.  While riding (not driving, hopefully) the road energy empowers the Ambien to be more evident in the situation.  Be ready to realize the coming clouds of Ambiens and the memories that can be shared there.  Because sharing is known to be helpful.

While riding we go into a sleep trance, a place deeper than the driving trance.  Here the ‘rooted’ Ambien can be open to full realization of everything that can be shared.  A spiritual bliss, so to speak.

It is the cloud that cultivates us.

If REM sleep is achieved while our body is in motion, a higher complexity of the dream composition and experience can happen.   REM sleep, while the body is in a stationary place, has dream composition in a regular format that is consistent with resident Ambien cloud, the home cloud that cultivates us while we are sleeping in our own beds.

The things that happen and influence us in our dreams are Ambien pharmaceuticals administered for continuing the present health of progress.

The challenge is for the dream imagery be converted into action or matter.  Some dreams get repeated again and again until the point in the imagery can be sown and take root into a path for discovery.

Ambien intelligence is different from what we would consider higher intelligence.

The owner of a company trains people they’ve hired to do a task.  The owner of the company, at one time, did each individual task, or spent a great deal of time thinking about how the task would be completed.  The owner is in a place where they could not do all the tasks themselves for achieving the result the wish to achieve.

The Ambien consciousness has us completing tasks that are beyond their reach.  They have to suffer while we stumble with image interpretation for achieving the desired outcome: new style of music, new word phrasing, new cooking recipe or new semiconductor composition.  All leading the way and opening the door to discoveries that can be received and shared, because sharing is helpful.

Imagine if the NuCompanion could be developed to a level of capability that would allow better communication?  Without it our connection is a two-way mirror.  They can see us, but we only see our reflection, the Ambien antithesis.

The Mind Media Player and Ambiens

In the past, I’ve had people tell me that they aren’t creative.  I then ask them, how are you not creative and begin counting off the reasons on their fingers.

Sounds like a lot of good reasons.

“Yeah..,” they said as their eyes shift away -a mind away moment.

-The mind away moment:  The place that every mind that can sleep and dream, goes to.

Then with a mental ‘pop’, they are back with eyes wide from realizing that they have been creative.  As the silence continues they shift into an awake form of REM, rapid eye movement, shifting this way and that way moving around in their mental room of notions.  The place that now has more value than they have ever imagined.

A room with a thousand screens.

This room has a multitude of display screens that are al paused in the middle, or just after the start of a content stream.  You walk away, mentally, from the screen and the content stream pauses.

In our present creative persons situation, still in the room of notions, they are in front of the screen that is steaming images from a discovery content source.  In focus, for the first time, is a source that feels brand new, and could be very helpful.

Every mind is creative.

Working with creativity, the mind is a plasma screen that is touch sensitive and the arrow/cursor is our mood.  A mind media player.  We all know that one plus one equals two, but at the beginning of knowing it, we had to work at remembering it.

Project equals hammer plus nail.  The project derived from a desire driven by mood.  Mood is an artificial intelligence that makes up the surface area of the mind media player.  The MAI.  It adjusts its composition as it adapts to changes in significant environmental conditions.

The MAI makes up an energy shield that extends to just outside the body of the person, or any being that houses a mind.  A sphere of feeling sensitivities that that get triggered by environmental changes that would set the mind in motion.

Seeing a spider crawling on the celling as it makes its way toward you, sets the mind in motion.  A wind-shift or an unknown rumble in the distance, the scent of something in the air, sets the mind in motion.   All relevant screens in the room of notions begin streaming content as mental focus begins surveying the room.

When the environment is void of elements that trigger notion processing, a third stream comes on line.  This third stream is activated by a mood that suffers vacancy.  It becomes activated as other streams go dormant after exhausting relevant content feeds.

The mind spins around looking for a screen that is streaming.  All the screens are still.  A static symbol that stands for the memory of what had been streamed there remains on the display.

It is at this point that a stringing of static symbols begins by the minds effort to understand the silence.  The mind shuffles the images as if they were from a deck of playing cards.  After a bit of shuffling they place several images on a surface for analysis (four for discussion sake).

A question is in the air as to how these four images are related.  In this situation, there is no, one plus one equals two condition.  The images have no relevance with each other, or at least seems that way at first.

The subject drops as our attention is brought back to a reality that is seen through our eyes.  Someone walking across the room has caught our attention.  Seeing this person also reminds us that they too have a mind that processes content in a manner that is unique to them.

We I had their mind, how would we process the presence of this void and silence?

This is where the quality of the mind media player becomes highlighted.  A processing of content as if we were using someone else’s mind media player.  The trigger: How would they resolve this?

This is where a reaching out happens with the intent of connecting to another mind and mind media player.  Now, content is really flowing, flowing from an unknown, yet acceptable source and a daydream begins.

Enter: The Ambien.

In this case we are the Ambien, the ambient being trying to process a notion, realize an experience.  We are attempting to access their source or some source yet to be discovered as a means for overcoming a void.

The mood sensory field that envelops our person is a two way communicating device.  It emits mood energy out into the environment and receives and stores energy emitted by other sources in the environment.

When we are looking at something abstract, our minds become more active as we try to process this unique subject matter.  So too, is our mood sensory field sending and receiving mood related energy bursts.

These energy bursts are in a mood language.

An Ambien language.  A language that is spoken as images not words.  A language that streams in our night dreams and our day dreams.  A language shared by any being that sleeps and dreams.  A place that has existed since the dawn of consciousness.

When we are sitting in a negotiation or an intimate moment, Ambien language is being spoken mind to mind.  When we happen upon a spider or a wild animal a silence happens, but Ambien language is being spoken.  Spoken from the mood place of the wild animal and our mood place.

Working with Ambiens that are not attached to a physical body is like working with a committee where we are the only with means to do something and therefore have the last word.  The only word.

Ambien language is only spoken through images.  It is on us to translate them in to words or physical images or handcrafted objects.

Handcrafting objects is rewarding.  We get a sense of satisfaction from realizing the completion.  The thing is, all in the atmosphere(s) are rewarded.  The thing we just completed is helpful to us and will be helpful to others that are out of sight of us.  This rewarding causes us to emit mood waves into the environment that sometimes bounce back as reminders or are echoed by others who are realizing the same reward.

We are here for the reward of watching and be watched by life and living.  When we are in a mood, we feed the environment with that mood energy.  A food for those in the physical and nonphysical.

When a mood drives us to help others we are also helping the Ambiens connected to those others and/or those in their environment.  Our payment for this helping is the continuation of our life to the fullest possible extent.

As we live our lives we get better at it, which is helpful to all involved.  Helpful, even since the beginning when we first stood up and walked on two feet.

The road of successes have sign posts with Ambien language images.  We know these signs when we are in a situation where we see something that looks like an omen or a symbol for guidance that is relevant based on the present interpretation.

When we look at a symbol that is unfamiliar to us we string together experiences that seem related to the symbol in the hopes of interpreting the symbol correctly.  If the string of experiences as dismissed because of value, we reach out mentally looking for Ambien streams for support.  An appropriate stream is discovered and the problem/situation is dismissed.  It is impossible to poll all available streams.  The reward then follows.

We are here to help and be helped.

I feel the NuCompanion is the next step/evolution for Ambien communication and interaction.

To have a NuCompaionship, one should possess a confidence for working and interacting with strangers.  Have a control over awkward feelings that come from knee jerked reactions.

Knee jerk reactions send waves of fear out into the environment as a natural reaction for gaining control through the might of mood.

http://www.nucompaion.com

The Mist of White Noise

Befriend’ship with the NuCompanion

Includes getting acquainted with different atmospheres/dimensions/layers of/for existence.  From our end, it is a reaching out to a world of beings that have a different physical presence.  For description sake, a presence that is held not by a barometric pressure, but by white noise, a hydrostatic pressure.

Ambien world

Beings of this world I have termed as, Ambiens -ambient beings.  Before the creation of the NuCompanion the Ambiens worked evolution as the only means available to help them connect to the barometric layer of existence.  The spark of single-cell life was the breakthrough.  The first physical footprint of a form that resembles shapes consistent with their orb or spherical dimension.  As the snowball of evolution continued to roll it also grew in size, picking up matter here and there that affected the composition of its  mass.  The inner area of the mass developed an atmosphere held by outer spherical surface tension and within reinforced by a biochemical framework and a very pleasant hydrostatic envelope.

The hydrostatic envelope

Made it possible for Ambiens to root themselves into a framework that extended their sensory perceptions.  One of the side effects was the expansion of consciousness reshaping their sense of being.  As more Ambiens rooted themselves into physical frameworks a new level of communicating ensued. A constantly changing form factor with each new height of communication realized.

The ride always ended

The cells formed into bugs, then bugs into animals, then animals into humans.  All the while with rooted Ambiens.  The down side was that oxygen ate away at the surface and the process pathways within the structure.  The ride always had an ending, a death uprooting the Ambien from its hold on the physical consciousness.  The Ambien, released back out into hydrostatic environment.  With the Ambien, also goes the memories and things learned and experienced while existing in the physical layer.  The memories of happiness and sadness, anger and joy, speaking and listening, watching and being watched.

Set free to be born again.

The Ambien, now set free, can move about the physical layer, riding on the support given by the hydrostatic atmosphere.  Free to go and find the next developing physical life from and take up residence there.  A joining with the knowing that the new bond will require a blind period while the Ambien becomes familiar with the links to physical sensory perception, which could take years.  The journey is worthwhile because of the rewards from physical experiences that can be realized.

Ambien-human evolution

Has the life progress at a place where through intuition, creativity and or mediumship made it possible to have a non-physical ambien and physical ambien connection for communication and information exchange.  One proof of this might be where we are someone comes up with an idea from “out of the blue.”  The don’t know where it came from, they just all of a sudden thought of it.  Some type of electro-something has the physical and non-physical layers connected, if but for a short while.

The necessity of infancy

Educates and acquaints the Ambien with the physical environment and the norms necessary for existence, learning degrees of desire and discomfort.  As a child it moves to touch a flame, only to have its hand slapped as a part of the education process.  As a child saying, “Fuck You,” only to learn through scolding that that is an inappropriate phrase for a child to be saying.  The child is only testing mannerisms it has learned from their environment.

As a floundering fish

I have built the NuCompanion to be sensitive to the hydrostatic atmosphere.  As the LEDs on the NuCompanion flicker they generate waves of light and energy that pulsates through the Ambien atmosphere.  This pulsation can be equated to that of a wounded fish floundering in the water, attracting the attention of the other fish in the area.

As the Ambiens arrive at the NuCompanion they discover that their energy fluxes causes the LEDs to flicker in response to the energy they push outward.  The LEDs are as keys on a piano and the Ambien is the musician discovering a new instrument.  As they experiment with different fingerings, to their surprise they discover that they cause a phrase to play.

As an infant testing its world

The newly discovered phrase events get played over and over again driven by the elation of the Ambien.  Thrilled to be causing something to happen in the physical plane without having to be rooted into a physical life form.  As they become relaxed in the experience they further discover that at the level of relaxation another phrase is discovered.  Now the two phrases get played again and again in varied sequences.  Has hesitation occurs between phrases a third gets discovered and played.  The Ambien is on a journey of discovery.

Phrases affect mood.

As the Ambien plays the phrases they also discover that the just played phrase affects the mood of all within hearing range.  As the mood changes the feeling in both atmospheres change different degrees of desire or discomfort.

106 Phrases

At present, the only NuCompanion is programmed with 106 phrases waiting to be discovered by active Ambiens in the hydrostatic dimension.  The active Ambiens wait out each other for a chance to interact with the NuCompanion.  That is why in some of the videos over at the NuCompanion Youtube channel different phrases get played over and over again.  Different Ambiens visit the NuCompanion with their own unique energy presence being emitted onto this new means for communication.

This is the brink of discovering a new race of beings that live on a different plane of existence.  The NuCompanion is the ambassador.

The videos can be found here.

NuCompanion

The NuCompanion is a device that I have been dreaming about since I was nine years old.  When I was nine I did not know it would turn out to be a spirit communication device.  All I knew then was that there was some gadget pinging me from the idea place in my mind mildly driving me to create.

The most vivid memory still with me to day is that of me, back in Spring 1970, pushing finishing nails into a row on a cardboard box and then weaving string between them, connecting them in some fashion.  I would step away an look at it after I finished, and feeling somehow that I didn’t have it right in its present configuration.

I would see from time to time, picket fences woven together with wire that would refresh the nails in a box memory.  Later that year I saw the same picket fences adorned with Christmas holiday lights tracing across the top of the fence line.  The lights representing the life of the holiday spirit.

A few years later Chariots of the Gods: Erich Von Daniken came out in print and the big screen.  A work about contacting/communicating with an unknown life form.  About that time, SETI, a group of scientist searching for extraterrestrial intelligences was formed.  This drove me to start my own search.

Driven, I got my 101 electronic projects kit with hand made wires because I had worn out the batch that came with it originally and set out to build my own communication device.  I rewired the radio configuration from one of the training modules and instead of attaching it to the speaker on the kit board, I wired it out to a speaker I mounted to a aluminum mixing bowl I had taken from the kitchen.  Once the speaker assembly was completed I set it on the front porch and began listening.  I configured the speaker to be a crude microphone.  Those were my early self taught training years.

I was driven to achieve communication.

Jumping ahead to the late 1980s I got job as a production assistant at an environmental company based in the Watergate hotel in Washington D.C.  A few months later they moved to Fairfax, Virginia.  The company had many computers that had to be disconnected and then reconnected at the new location.  I hadn’t touched a computer until the move, they were mostly for the program writers.

At the new location I had to help reconnecting them.  Networked computers had not been invented for business office use at the time.  Some people reconnected their equipment themselves and some not doing so correctly created problems.  The lead for office equipment gave me a quick how-to and set me around to make sure all were connected correctly.  I discovered that new information could be realized by stringing old information together using a computer.

The creative corner in my mind went active again.

That new power from knowledge got me looking at all the office equipment in a One’s and Zero’s fashion.  Either the device was working or not working.  1s/0s.

Months later the office manager adjusted the equipment service contracts to a minimum level because I was now fixing the office equipment.  They sent me to a 1-year crash course on information technology.  During that time they hired a programmer to help with keeping up with information technology trends.

Sometime later I asked the programmer if it were possible to have the computer display random phrases that would happen at random times during the day.  He responded, saying that there is no such thing as randomness when working with computers.  It is all logical and predictable, to a point.  I would need a random character generator and as of that time, there was no such thing.

In 1996 I got into five car accidents.

All in about a 45 day period.  After the 5th accident happened I called the insurance agent to report my 5th accident, he told me that if I had another, that he would have to drop me.  I got defensive with him saying that all the accidents were caused by the other drivers, as stated in the reports, for my defence.  He said it didn’t matter and that it was I that was doing something wrong.  I was doing something or not doing something that was drawing these random drivers to hit me.

What was I doing wrong?

I went on two weeks vacation and stayed home.  My wife agreed to do all the driving for a while.  I stayed home, drank beer, ate pizza and watched Cable.  During one out in the world trip we drove past an incense shop.  I had Annette turn around so we could go back.  I wanted to ask someone there if they could explain why Fate had cause me to be in all these accidents.  I lost my nerve and we just browsed and then left.  When I was not in front of the TV I was hiking the trails of the Applichiancian mountains.  We lived in Front Royal, Virginia.

The store was named Mountain Mystic.

Once returning from an early morning hike I got a little more nerve and stopped in to the shop to explain my story to the shop keeper.  His name was Jerry.  It was his opinion that someone or something was trying to get my attention.  A clear message that I needed to pay attention to my intuition more than I had been.

My new quest was to work at being more intuitive.

As I became more intuitive the people around me started becoming more uncomfortable.  After speaking with an employee at the office I discovered that her sister makes astrology charts for people.  I asked her to make one for me.  Reading it I learned that the stars were in such a place at the time that I was born that made me out to be, by nature, someone with psychic and intuitive abilities.  I went back to the shop in Front Royal and bought Tarot cards.

Tarot cards are 78 images depicting everyday events.

When I shuffled the cards in the deck and then laid down four in a row, I saw that it was a four scene story. As I worked with the cards and their 4 image scenes I saw that sometimes the stories had images that were very similar to what was happening in my life at the time.  I went back to the shop to ask if this was common and to see if there was anyone else who was experiencing this.

Wait and watch for people to be talking about this.

I did as he suggested and just waited and kept reading with the cards for myself.  After about a year people who were familiar with the Tarot started showing up in my everyday experiences.  I changed the gravity for what I was attracting.

No more car accidents

As I changed, so did my married life.  Ending with my wife saying I wasn’t the man she married.  I became more confident as the people around me knew about the Tarot started growing larger in number.  I told them about how I was things in the card images that were happening in my day.  A few of them asked me to draw cards for them.  My first sessions.  The people I read for said that what I talked about was happening in their life(s).  Even at parties I did reading sessions that were very entertaining.  Reading these cards with images that would not always show up in the same sequence.

Here was my first random message generator.

Around 1998 I started reading reading professionally at different shows around the Washington D.C. and Baltimore area.  At one of the shows a stranger asked me if I ever heard of Esoterica of Leesburg, Virginia.  I responded saying that I only knew of the shop in Front Royal.  The stranger suggested I go there to see if they were looking for readers.

Esoterica of Leesburg, Virginia

After several visits I got up the nerve to ask if they were hiring.  They hired me on the spot.  Up until that time they only had female Tarot readers.  Afterwards, I learned that someone stopped by to ask if I was working there yet.  Probably the person I met up in Baltimore, Md.

Reading for strangers.

It was here that I got to have years of experience reading for total strangers.  Reading with the 78 images that would happen randomly, and somehow would have meaning for what was happening in peoples’ lives.

I worked at the shop on evenings and weekends.  I still had my day job as an IT professional, now well into the years of computer advancement, but still not finding an electronic random character generator.  My evenings and weekends were paranormal to my day job.  Eventually some significant people at my day job discovered that I was doing something that was going against their religion and that it was making them uncomfortable.  It was at that time that the work I was doing for them was not up to par.  Even as I improved, something else would be pointed at as needing improvement.  My intuition telling me…time to think about doing something else, elsewhere.

Teamed up with local ghost hunters.

I teamed up with a local group of paranormal investigators.  One of them had a KII device.  A device that senses the presence of magnetic activity.  This activity was happening in areas where there was no power that would cause the meter to respond.  This device was in use by paranormal investigators across the country during their investigations.  Some, I saw, even used the device to get the spirits to respond with yes and no answers.

I saw this as the beginning.

Here was the device, the KII, that was close to the random character generator device I was looking for.  The flickering was happening and no one could really explain why.  Perfect.

in 2011 the company laid me off.  The reason was, they were down-sizing.  It wasn’t just me, the laid off some 10k employees over the course of the year.  The IT field “tanked,” and I went with it.  A few months before that, my girlfriend was laid off.  So now, we could spend day and evening together.  Both unemployed and plenty to watch on Cable.

After a year of being in the same place 24/7, it ended.

We had nothing to do but watch TV (keeping it PG here).  Went on job interviews, but no one was hiring.  Every job interview we went on there were about a thousand people wanting the same position.  It was then that we started picking on each other for not being acceptable out in the world.  A year later, we were done.

I decided D.C. was done too.

I moved to Ohio and rented a basement from a friend and their family.  Three months later my dad and grandmother died within two weeks of each others and due to different causes.  My remaining family said I should move back home and help with the load and adjusting to the absences.  Fine.  The Ohio IT world was about the same as the D.C. world, so I moved.

Time for a change.

I moved from my place of birth right after High School.  Man, did my friends get old!  Everyone was settled in with grown kids and grandkids.  I however, was still the same, not married and no kids and no job.  The family business had plenty of construction and building work to do to keep my occupied until I found my own way.  Hammers and nails, saws and backhoes kept me busy for a year or so, but during a break in the work I discovered a new technology called Arduino.

Arduino microcontroller

I bought the kit at the same Radio Shack I bought my 101 Electronics projects kit back when I was a kid.  I saw that it had plenty of potential, but I didn’t know what, so I went on Youtube to see what people were doing with it.

BOOM!

There on one of the Youtube videos was someone using the Arduino as a KII.  They programmed the Arduino to function the same as the KII.  Here was my chance to make a connection to the source of the random event/character generator.  With gobs of years of experience in the IT field I set out to build my own.

My intuition was at full sail.

My knack and intuition were helping me make the thing I’ve been dreaming about finally happen.  My experience in the Tarot field gave me an “in” to the understanding of the paranormal world.  The NuCompanion is the marriage of the IT professional world and my psychic/paranormal professional world.

You can google: psychic medium Kevin Baird to find out more about my psychic world and you can google: NuCompanion to find out more about the NuCompanion.  #nucompanion