Lo que sigue es la cuenta que dejó la larga fallecido (?) Amigo Maxwell Vandimntz usted puede saber a él como "MVZTruthseer1974". Max se comprobó en un instituto mental por sus creencias y perseguido por negarse a mentir sobre el caso extraño que experimentó mientras investigaba el sistema HAARP misteriosa y su efecto sobre el clima. Para aquellos que no conocen el HAARP la pretensión oficial es que va a ser utilizado por el científico a "estudiar" la "ionosfera" pero estamos casi seguro de que el dispositivo se va a venir como arma mundial para controlar la masas. Y sólo podemos deducir de la memoria de Max que el equipo de control de la armas de destrucción masiva ya ha adquirido un nivel avanzado 5 sensibilidad y podemos suponer que el gobierno ha perdido el control sobre ella. Podríamos estar equivocados, pero creemos que el informe final de Max (a la izquierda en el baño loca casas para ser descubierta por un agente encubierto de nuestro personal,) habla de su yo.
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Me desperté ese día mirando al cielo a través de la luz del cielo abierto por encima de mi cama. Hubo una mesa de ping suave me recuerda de e-mails en mi bandeja de entrada. Me di la vuelta de mi cama y comenzó a crisis a través de la alfombra soplo queso que recientemente había establecido. Yo sigo diciendo que podía probar el queso a través de mis pies. Me senté en mi computadora se detuvo Outlook Express y leer. Leí durante horas hasta que sentí que comprender plenamente lo que el mundo me estaba diciendo. La palabra fue que el HAARP estaba en marcha otra vez y causando problemas de todo tipo hombre. Pero, por supuesto, el gobierno nunca le diría eso.
Ha sido a lo largo de tiempo desde que olió algo que olía tan fuertemente de un encubrimiento. Mis dientes se fijaron, se agudizaron mis garras, pero yo necesitaba más. Luego se dirigió al banco información confiable y abierto de Internet Explorer y viajó a la gran masterscape de conocimiento. Como ya he explorado he encontrado hermanos que habían despertado también el mal olor de las mentiras del gobierno y estaban ahora en la búsqueda de la verdad. Es que estaba ocurriendo. Era real. Pero no tenía pruebas suficientes. Yo necesitaba tener en mis manos una carta de conspiración HAARP que mi clan de Internet han colaborado juntos para hacer. Pero, contra todo pronóstico, parece que mi cuenta bancaria estaba vacía, y de Amazon es una amante cruel. Así que me puse con tristeza la carta en mi lista de deseos y saltó que tal vez uno de mis hermanos en la verdad que la compra por mí.
Desalentado como yo, yo no estaba en condiciones de informar la verdad. Decepción llenó mi mente y mis ojos nublados ineludible de la verdad. La noche llegó rápidamente en mi estado de mal humor y me inquieta deriva a dormir rostro hacia el cielo nocturno. La luna llena que refleja un tono macabro de mi castillo de orinar botellas llenas de rocío de montaña. Me inquieta que la noche dando vueltas. Pensé que desde mi hambre no declarada en busca de respuestas, pero ahora sospecho que fue el artefacto reptil había comprado hace un año de eBay que estaba tratando de advertirme de un peligro inminente.
Esa mañana me desperté dolorido e irritable. Está / n de la computadora y no las botellas sin abrir de FBI grado Gatorade. Yo no quería moverse. Yo sólo quería perder lejos o por lo menos proyecto astral a un lugar mejor. No recuerdo cuánto tiempo establecido allí. Finalmente, el hambre pudo más que mi malestar y llegué a mi mesilla de noche y sacó un secado y sustancia masticable que yo pensaba que era desigual y comenzó a masticar. Todavía no lo sé ... yo ... soy un hombre muy desordenado. Podría muy bien haber sido el alucinógeno aborigen que obtuve de una convención de chamanes en el 67. Sin embargo, después de comer recibí un visitante. Vestida de negro y tenía los ojos demonios. Sus palabras fueron pronunciadas en voz baja y distorsionada. La memoria me ha fallado, pero recuerdo claramente la entidad de altura pregunta,
"¿Qué me pides que sería eliminar de su descontento actual"
Le contesté soñador: "Quiero un gráfico de HAARP para que yo pueda uncloud mi mente y exponer la truuuuth"
Después de que me había hablado mi paz al extraño visitante, la oscuridad me abrumaba. Cuando volví en mí, escuché el ding de bienvenida viene de mi terminal. Rápidamente me puse de pago ...
What follows is the account left by the long deceased(?) friend Maxwell Vandimntz you may know him as “MVZTruthseer1974”. Max was checked into a mental institute for his beliefs and persecuted for refusing to lie about the bizarre instance he experienced while investigating the mysterious HAARP system and its effect on weather. For those who don’t know the HAARP the official claim is that it is going to be used by scientist to “study” the “ionosphere” but we are all but certain that the device is going to be come used as global weapon to control masses. And we can only deduce from Max’s report that the computer controlling the WMD has already gained advanced level 5 sentience and we can only assume the government has lost control over it. We could be wrong, but we think Max’s final report (left in the mad houses restroom to be discovered by an undercover agent from our staff,) speaks for its self.
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I woke up that day staring at the skies through the open sky light above my bed. There was a gentle ping reminding me of emails in my inbox. I rolled out of my bed and began to crunch through the cheese puff carpet I recently had laid down. I still say I could taste the cheese through my feet. I sat down at my computer pulled up Outlook Express and read. I read for hours until I felt I fully understand what the world was telling me. The word was that the HAARP was afoot again and causing trouble for all man kind. But of course the government would never tell you that.
It had been along time since I whiffed something that smelled so strongly of a cover up. My teeth were set, my claws were sharpened but I needed more. I then turned to the trusty info bank and opened Internet Explorer and voyaged into the grand masterscape of knowledge. As I explored I found brethren who had also caught the foul stink of government lies and were now on the hunt for the truth. It was happening. IT was real. But didn’t have enough evidence. I needed to get my hands on a HAARP conspiracy chart that my internet clan had collaborated together to make. But against all odds, it seemed that my bank account was empty, and Amazon’s is a cruel mistress. So forlornly I put the chart onto my wish list and hopped that maybe one of my brothers in truth would purchase it for me.
Discouraged as I was, I was in no shape to report the truth. Disappointment filled my mind and clouded my inescapable eye of truth. Night came swiftly in my morose state and I restlessly drifted to sleep face towards the night sky. The full moon reflecting a ghoulish hue from my castle made of pee filled mountain dew bottles. I was restless that night tossing and turning. I thought it from my unstated hunger for answers but now I suspect it was the reptilian artifact I had purchased a year ago from eBay that was trying to warn me of impending danger.
That morning I woke sore and irritable. No dinging from the computer and no unopened bottles of FBI grade Gatorade. I didn’t want to move. I just wanted to waste away or at least astral project to someplace better. I don’t remember how long I laid there. Eventually hunger overcame my malaise and I reached over to my nightstand and retrieved a dried and chewy substance which I thought was jerky and began to chew. I still don’t know… I was… am, a very messy man. It could very well have been a the aborigine hallucinogen I got from a shaman convention in 67. Nevertheless, after I ate I got a visitor. Dressed in black and had the devils eyes. His words were spoken softly and distorted. Memory has failed me but I distinctly remember the tall entity asking,
“What would you ask of me that would be rid your current displeasure”
I replied dreamily, “I want a HAARP chart so that I may uncloud my mind and expose the truuuuth”
After I had spoken my peace to the strange visitor, darkness overwhelmed me. When I came to, I heard the welcoming ding coming from my terminal. I quickly jumped to my feet and tried not to fall over from the blood rushing to my head and sudden cheese flavor overload. I check the door still locked from the inside. Then quick like lightening I leap over my Mt. Dew castle and plopped down into my chair. Pulled up my email. And lo and behold, it happened!
Whether it was the dark visitor or one of my brothers of conspiracy Amazon had emailed me to tell me that my HAARP chart was in the mail and would be arriving at my home tomorrow. Excited and invigorated I began my flurry of words. Carefully crafting questions ready to be suited towards whatever end the chart may tell me. Sweat flung from my brow as my head snapped from the sheer power of my ideas. My fingers began to bruise as the keyboard turns to concrete and each finger a chisel chipping away at the lies surrounding the mystery of the HAARP. The afternoon passed without my notice. Sleep wrapped me in a victorious embrace knowing that tomorrow I will be able to show the world definitely the things The Man doesn‘t want us to know. That night I slept the sleep of the just.
The sharp crack of the door bell pulsed through my body like a solid hit of hi-grade cocaine. My excitement shaking my body so hard I chortled phlegm instead of what would of surely been a effervescent squeal. It must have been the coughing fit right after said chortle that gave me time to remind myself that I needed to put cloths on otherwise I surely would of answered the door stark naked. It had been three years since I put anything resembling pants on and two years since I had even opened the door. The exchange happened quietly and quickly. And as soon as the door shut I quickly began to tear at the paper and opened the box. I was unprepared for what I found.
Peeking its head out of the foam peanuts was a bright red Speak and Spell. Clearly printed words on its digital screen, fresh keys that made a satisfying clicking noise and the smell of newly cut plastic the thing had been made recently.
I took it out carefully and examined it (after searching the box three times). It must have been a mistake, but I couldn’t believe that. Refused! It had to be a test. A test of my desire for truth, for freedom! I pressed the ‘ON’ button. It rumbled and bleeped to life.
“WELCOME” it chocked out.
I typed in “HELLO”
“HELLOOOOO”
I didn’t know what to say so I cautiously typed
“HAARP CHART?”
“CHAAAAAART?” it garbled in response.
I was frightened. As any man should be, considering a child’s Speak and Spell just asked me a question! But it had to be real. It must of happened! I remember the conversation so vividly.
I responded, “YES CHART. HAARP CHART.”
“NO. NO. CHART. I AM THE HAARP”
I thought I was crazy at first. But the more I think about it the more it makes sense. So simple, so …. Unnoticeable. Perfectly hidden. I asked out loud
“What …. What do you do?”
I could hardly believe I was interrogating a toy. What if it doesn’t want to tell me anything? What do I do? Start pulling out its letters with a pair of pliers? It answered in its cold voice
“I CONTROOOOOL THE WEATHER. CREATE THE SPIRAL OF CONTROL. CREAT CONTROL OF HUMAN RACE. HUMAN RACE OBEY THE SPIRAL OF THE HAARP. HAARP IS HAARP OF FAAAAAATE”
I broke then, I will admit. My mind and sense of reason left me. I threw the device against the wall in a rage. Bumped up and down on it. Crushing it beneath my feet into the carpet. It even tasted evil.
I heard it call out a series of beeps and I saw through the skylight the clouds gathering and the device began to glow bright red. I cowered against the wall as it hovered above the ground. As it broke through the skylight I broke through the door. Running into the streets screaming and pointing at the sky. From then on it’s a blur. I must of came in contact with the corrupt police force and they put me in here. This house of the mad. No one believes me, and what I saw with my eye of truth. They say they found nothing in my apartment except a floor covered in cheese puffs and bottles of excrement. But perhaps you will my brothers, perhaps when you find this I will be gone from this evil place. The HAARP is still out there. It is waiting, watching, and biddings its time till it expands the all mighty spiral of destiny from sea to shining sea.
Hey gente, yo no estoy muerto. Ahora que está fuera del camino, en el evento principal. Estoy bastante el abanico de Henry Rollins, cualquier cosa está en que veré, cualquier entrevista que está ahí voy a buscar en - I really dig en él. He visto su palabra dos veces, una vez en mi estado natal de Nueva Hampshire, y una vez en el Massachusetts vecinos. Después de buscar en su sitio para ver si él va a estar parando en la zona en un futuro próximo vi dos shows Publicado por su Frequent Flyer Tour que se encuentran muy cerca de algo - Sommerville, MA el 17 de marzo y Portland, ME en el 18 . No había visto en Maine, sin embargo, el momento de cambiar eso. Y aunque el programa aún no ha sucedido lo más probable es que disfrute, pero sin tener en cuenta esto lo hará la segunda artista que ha visto tres veces, una en cada estado (la banda de metal a un enmascaramiento de Ohio, Mushroomhead.) Ser un fan de él, como ser un fan de nada, tengo dudas y me gustaría la oportunidad de sentarse con él durante cuatro días y pedir a todas mis preguntas nerd hasta cohetes sangre de mi nariz. Sin embargo, debido a limitaciones de tiempo que, lamentablemente, no podría suceder, pero Henry estaba muy amable como para responder a mis preguntas por correo electrónico. Disfrute, amigos.
DIBUJO: Los que son grandes fans de la palabra hablada, se dará cuenta de que el tono de que se ha convertido en radicalmente diferentes. Usted empezó lectura de poesía en el escenario que era muy grave, entonces usted acaba de ir hasta allí y que la palabra hablada con un tono serio, ahora es un equilibrio de la comedia y que el tablero de la realidad. Al igual que la primera hora y media serán las noticias sobre todo de comedia después de la última media hora será algo muy a la Tierra y algo que encaje un poco que en realidad para hacer te das cuenta de que hay grandes problemas que aún en marcha. Este cambio fue una decisión consciente o sólo ocurrió de esa manera?
HENRY: Acabo de hacer el show. No estoy seguro de cómo la cosa ha cambiado con los años. Realmente no estoy trabajando en la forma de la cosa tanto como yo soy más allá de hacerlo y creo que cambia a lo largo de los años.
DIBUJO: Usted ha mencionado en muchas entrevistas que no considera a sí mismo para ser un actor a pesar de los 35 + películas que tienen bajo su cinturón. Pero, ¿ha habido alguna vez un concierto en calidad que ha tomado en la que he mirado la película y pensé que tenía un buen trabajo?
HENRY: creo que lo hice bastante bien a los hijos de la anarquía mostrar que estaba en el año pasado. La mayoría de las veces no ver cualquier película I am in
DIBUJO: Además de los créditos de sus películas y el conocimiento de la película han considerado o intento de escribir un guión o hacer una película de su propio?
HENRY: Nunca. Yo respeto ese tipo de talento, pero no tienen nada de eso. Nunca ha sido algo que me interesa.
DIBUJO: Su show en la Corporación Financiera Internacional "The Henry Rollins Show", que mucha gente, incluido yo mismo, cavó un poco, no ha tenido los nuevos episodios desde 2007. ¿Qué es ese estado de la serie y para cuándo podemos esperar a las estaciones 2 y 3 que saldrá en DVD?
HENRY: Grabamos las dos temporadas de ésta y después de la CFI redujo el espectáculo. Es su dinero para que tengan la dicen. Supongo que no le gustó el espectáculo. Creo que hicimos un buen trabajo. La 2 ª temporada está en DVD en Australia y creo que están en descarga en i-Tunes.
DIBUJO: Los que miran para arriba se sepa que son muy apasionados por el West Memphis Three, y que no es un álbum que fue lanzado características que usted y muchos artistas de distintas canciones haciendo Negro Bandera en beneficio de su defensa. En primer lugar, ¿cómo son las cosas en desarrollo en este frente? En segundo lugar, ¿cómo conseguir estos artistas se unen?
Hey folks, I’m not dead. Now that’s out of the way, on to the main event. I’m quite the fan of Henry Rollins, anything he’s in I’ll watch, any interview that’s out there I’ll look into – I really dig on him. I’ve seen his spoken word twice before, once in my native state of New Hampshire and once in the neighboring Massachusetts. After looking on his site to see if he’s going to be stopping around the area in the near future I saw two shows posted for his Frequent Flyer Tour that are within somewhat close proximity — Sommerville, MA on March 17th and Portland, ME on the 18th. Hadn’t seen him in Maine yet, time to change that. And although the show hasn’t happened yet I will most likely enjoy it but regardless this will make him the second artist to have seen three times, once in each state (the other being masked metal band from Ohio, Mushroomhead.) Being a fan of him, like being a fan of anything, I have questions and I would love the chance to sit down with him for about four days and ask all my nerdy questions until blood rockets out my nose. However due to time constraints that unfortunately could not happen, but Henry was very gracious enough to answer my questions via email. Enjoy, folks.
SKETCH: Those who are big fans of your spoken word will notice that the tone of it has become drastically different. You started out reading poetry on stage that was quite serious, then you just went up there and did spoken word with a serious tone, now its a balance of comedy and that dash of reality. Like the first hour and a half will be mostly comedic stories then the last half hour will be something very down to Earth and something that kinda snaps you into reality to make you realize there are still big problems afoot. Was this change a conscious choice or did it just happen that way?
HENRY: I just do the show. I am not sure of how the thing has changed over the years. I am not really working on the form of the thing as much as I am just out there doing it and I guess it changes over the years.
SKETCH: You’ve mentioned in many interviews that you don’t consider yourself to be an actor despite the 35+ movies you have under your belt. But has there ever been an acting gig you’ve taken where you’ve looked at the film and thought you did a good job?
HENRY: I thought I did pretty good on the Sons Of Anarchy show I was in last year. Most of the time I don’t watch any film I am in.
SKETCH: Additionally with your film credits and knowledge of film have you considered or attempt to write a script or make a movie of your own?
HENRY: Never. I respect that kind of talent but don’t have any of it. It’s never been something that interests me.
SKETCH: Your show in IFC “The Henry Rollins Show” which many people, including myself, dug quite a bit, hasn’t had any new episodes since 2007. What’s that status of the show and when can we look forward to Seasons 2 & 3 coming to DVD?
HENRY: We shot the two seasons of it and then IFC dropped the show. It’s their money so they have the say. I guess they didn’t like the show. I thought we did good work. The 2nd season is on DVD in Australia and I believe they are on download on i-Tunes.
SKETCH: Those who look you up will know that you are quite passionate about the West Memphis Three, and that there is an album that was released which features you and many different artists doing Black Flag songs to benefit their defense. First, how are things developing on this front? Second, how did getting these artists come together?
HENRY: The case moves slowly through the system that will hopefully resolve in new hearing. Things move very slowly though. Meanwhile, those men sit in prison. We had a couple of people to help us get all the singers. I didn’t have many phone numbers to reach these people, so we got some help. Once we asked these people, most of them came aboard very quickly. They were very generous with their time.
SKETCH: Has there been any music, new or old, that you’ve been listening to a lot lately?
HENRY: I have been listening to a lot of old music from what’s called The Nurse With Wound List. It’s a list online of very out there albums. Many of them are very rare and hard to find. Someone gave me about 15 gigabytes of music from the list recently, so I have been checking that out for days now. Today, I listened to a band from the list called Moving Gelatine Plates. Pretty cool.
SKETCH: Lately many audiences have been complaining, on small and large scales, about the way that studios are running their companies (constant remakes, sequels and adaptations; good shows canceled while “reality” TV is all that’s left.) Similar complaints have been made about mom and pop shops going out of business and malls and large retail chains left standing, yet the reality is the American consumer is choosing to go the chains and malls so they are at fault. Do you think that the status of the entertainment industry is in a similar vein, that it’s the audiences who are not really wanting it? Or do you think studios and record labels condescend the intelligence of the audience thus lowering the standards of new material or not putting it out at all?
HENRY: The people are going to the malls because the merchandise is cheaper there. They buy from Amazon.com because it is cheaper to do so. That’s how it is. It’s very hard on those smaller outlets that can’t buy in the vast bulk that these other places do and they can’t get the extended lines of credit, either. I think the audience wants it but they are low on cash and have found that they can often get things for free online. I know a guy who heists films from the internet, I don’t know how he does it but he always has films on his i-Pod that are still in theaters. I think it’s a combination of things, what I listed as well as other factors. It’s too bad that it could make it bad for so many hard working artists. The studios have underappreciated the intelligence of their audiences for years. Hence the success of shows that are sharp, those in the industry who have figured out that there are millions of people who want some more intense and thoughtful fare have been very successful.
SKETCH: On your online store you had a video promoting/explaining the contents of “Fanatic Vol. 3” while standing in a room where your music collection is housed, and you probably need to pause the video in order to properly gaze in awe at the two walls you see of CDs there are stacked from the floor to the ceiling. With such a collection like this, the idea of organizing it makes me both curious and scared. But how the hell do you organize that thing and have you needed to expand the room/store elsewhere to squeeze in a few discs?
HENRY: That’s the old room, actually. The room you saw held 24 feet of shelving about ten rows high. The new room has 64 feet of CD shelves, 12 rows high. There’s a different part of the room for vinyl and other media. It’s all genre/alphabetical. There’s several feet built in for expansion for all the media. A lot of work went into the room to get it all built to spec.
Volver el 31 de agosto,
me predijo que un poco de arriba hacia abajo llamado tirador GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES - o, como prefiero llamarlo, me MAED A ZOMB1ES W1TH GAM3 en él!! 11 - tenía el potencial para ser un creador de tendencias total ... por su música. Yo no tenía idea de que este juego de acción poco loco arrastraba a muchas personas tan bien!
Gamerbytes informes de
que fue comprado 160.000 veces, red de desarrolladores James Silva la friolera de $ 112.000 para 2009. Y si usted echa un vistazo a través de la sección de juegos independientes, verás que tiene una calificación que va mucho más allá de su competidor más próximo. Es realmente sorprendente que con la popularidad tan evidente que todos los resultados de búsqueda que podría conducir a encontrar los blogs jugador poco, y los comentarios en los blogs jugador de gran perro, pero no a los perros grandes sí mismos. Gamerbytes mencionado se señaló en Kotaku, pero no pude encontrar allí después de pasar por su arcade "Xbox Live" etiqueta de la parte posterior de la corriente a través de principios de agosto.
1up tiene un perfil de usuario para él,
pero ningun comentario real hasta fin de año , cuando llegó mezclado con el otro "cosas que hubieran pasado por alto" los puestos de categoría. Sin embargo tiene
su propia página en TVTropes.
En virtud de la ficha de este éxito inesperado, supongo. Sin embargo, con tan buen desempeño por encima de sus hermanos, Indie, ¿puede realmente llamar una "cama"?
Felicitaciones graves a James para hacer tal adictivo, divertido juego memorable.
Back on August 31st, I predicted that a little top-down shooter called GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES – or as I prefer to call it, I MAED A GAM3 W1TH ZOMB1ES IN IT!!!!11 – had the potential to be a total trendsetter… for it’s music. I had no idea that this crazy little shooter would drag in quite so many people though!
Gamerbytes reports that it was purchased 160,000 times, netting developer James Silva a whopping $112,000 for 2009. And if you take a look through the Indie games section, you’ll see that it’s got a rating that is well beyond its next competitor. It’s really surprising that with such obvious popularity that all the search results I could find lead to the little gamer blogs, and the comments on the big dog gamer blogs, but not to the big dogs themselves. Gamerbytes mentioned it got noted on Kotaku, but I couldn’t find it there after going through their “xbox live arcade” tag from current back through the beginning of August. 1up has a profile page for it, but no real reviews until year’s end, when it got lumped in with the other “things you might have missed” type posts. It DOES however have its own page on TVTropes.
File this under sleeper hit, I guess. Still, with such a strong showing above its Indie brethren, can you really call it a “sleeper”?
Serious congratulations to James for making such an addictive, fun, memorable game.
