After seeing the image above, I was tempted to rename this blog: Water, water everywhere but not a drop to drink. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (by Samuel Coleridge) is my favorite poem after seeing it exploited in a Donald Duck comic book back when I was eight-years-old. Anyhow... the pic is of the Romania Water Polo team doing something water polo-related. I hope. I know. I'm weird.
Let's take a look at something best described as pseudoscience.
I don't particularly believe in it, because it's a bit to air-fairy for me. I prefer it when all of science agrees on something, even if I've never seen it, like atoms and Africa.
Scientists all over the world seem to know that atoms and Africa exist even though I have seen neither.
Anyhow, I'm unsure when my father became so holistic in his beliefs, considering he was the one who grounded me in science, but he wants to believe, and by that same token, I want o believe in ghosts and extra-terrestrials (beings from another planet - but not Africans, because scientists tell me they are from Africa, which they assure me does indeed exist), so I thought I would at least present the following work of a Japanese scientist named Emoto Masaru (surname first).
First, I'll present the experiment with photographic evidence, and then a bit of a bio on Emoto-san.
Here's what was sent to me:
Now... I admit the concept is nice... especially since we humans and other animals on the planet are made up of a large amount of water - which is good except I may actually be made up of a large amount of Coca-Cola and French Fries. Possibly, the fries are actually worms, but I've not seen them so I don't believe in their existence.
But, I think what the good doctor is trying to say here - regardless of the way it is presented, is that by being positive and treating the world with love, the world would be a better place.
It's a good thought, but I am unsure just why the hell he is picking on heavy metal music. And yet, I have heard, but can not confirm that plants when treated with background noise of classical versus heavy metal music, the classically trained plants grow faster and larger.
Now... knowing that my classically trained uncle - who was a globally recognized conductor of the New Delhi Symphony died rudely from Myasthenia gravis (an autoimmune neuromuscular disease leading to fluctuating muscle weakness and fatigability) and also possibly aided by alcohol ingestion of a considerable amount on a daily basis, he seemed to have a live fast, die young mentality - the same as what the uninspired assume all heavy metal participants delve in.
I guess we'll have to wait and see, but despite my uncle's global renown, I'm pretty sure he wasn't as financially well off as some heavy metal musicians. Of course, perhaps my uncle needed to say more nice things about himself, rather than kill himself with negative vibes, man.
As for Emoto Masaru (江本 勝)... let's have a look, shall we:
Born in Yokohama, Japan on July 22, 1943, Emoto is an author and entrepreneur (Ed. Note: and I'm a semi-pro sexsmith, but that's another blog) who claims that the human mind can effect the molecular structure of water.
Okay... that much is obvious. He says that the power of positive thoughts and prayer can affect the chemical composition of water to turn bad water good.
By that same token, considering human beings are mostly water, I wonder if he proposes that good people could be made bad and bad people good depending on the power of a third-party mind source.
I've always gone with the theory that 'wishing doesn't make it so', but what the fug do I know? I have seven years post-secondary education and I make less money today than I did 10 years ago when I only had myself to take care of.
Twelve years ago, I owned a condo, a car, a job, hair half-way down my back, worked out six times a week and had a 30-inch waist with a 48-inch chest, and was dating a stripper or three. My biggest concern was deciding if I wanted fries or poutine with that.
Now... I live in my father's house with my wife and son with no car to MY name as I support the family through good times and bad times. I still have my hair - thank god! But, I also have the zipper on my pants down right now so that the blood flow to my legs isn't cut off from my stomach pressing forward.
Crap!
Do you think somebody has put a hex on me? Emoto-san!!! I'll double whatever that person is paying you!
Don't you all see? There is no other reason for me to be so unlucky. Although some might say that gaining a middle-aged spread comes with being middle-aged - and married - and not having time to date strippers or go to the gym. Or even the fact that I used to choose fries AND poutine 12 years ago and all of that has caught up with me.
There's always a way to manipulate things to any result you care to promote, though I dare say I did not present a very good description of my self for any available strippers out there.
Okay... back to Emoto. He graduated from Yokohama Municipal University (I've never heard of it, and didn't believe it existed, but apparently Wikipedia says it does, so I guess I have to believe it. Wikipedia notes such notable alumni as: singer Hirai Ken, novelist Seishu Hase, and Sekino Yoshiharu and explorer. It does not mention Emoto, so now I wonder if he did go there!).
Emoto graduated from this public university with a degree in International Relations (I have one of those - just not a degree).
Now... here's where it get's - use your own adjective. Is that a person, place or thing? Fug. Add your own descriptive term here. I choose - 'fishy'... Oh crap... hang on, I have to go feed my fishy.
Okay... after establishing his I.H.M. Corporation in Tokyo in 1986, he received certification as a Doctor of Alternative Medicine from the Indian Board of Alternative Medicines in India back in 1992.
Why did it have to be India? Okay, so... Dr. Bombay, I mean Dr. Emoto - who is currently the head of the I.H.M. General Research Institute, Inc., the President of I.H.M., Inc. and the chief representative of I.H.M's HADO Fellowship.
Y'know... on LinkedIn, I described myself as the chief executive officer of Japan- It's A Wonderful Rife, because when you 'own' an idea, it's very easy to start tossing around titles. Soon, I shall be Commodore of Japan - It's A Wonderful Rife, and shall write under the pen name of Charles Dodgson and offer a woman a piece of cake that says 'eat me' to see if she wants to get inside my head.
A few years ago, I was going to print out cards as a ghostbuster - and then one year later there are all of these ghost buster shows on TV. I was just doing it as a lark. I've never seen a ghost or wanted to search for ghosts, but I thought it would be interesting to have it on a 'business card'. Emoto is making me thing I should have set up that church that eats strippers and worships poutine. Strike that. Reverse it.
Between 1992 and 1999, Emoto went to the U.S. and heard about this whole positive thinking and prayer thing and water. I have heard that Christians 2000 years ago prefer drinking wine over water. Anyways, we can all thank someone with some gnarly powers and beliefs for teaching the great and powerful Oz, I mean Emmoto all about channeling positive energy into my water.
In 1999 he began publish his Messages from Water works, containing stuff like you see above.
Needless to say, legitimate scientists the world over have poo-pooed Emote's work, calling it pseudoscience (aha!), and criticize him and his work, because rather than publish legitimately his findings, Emote just kind of throws it out there to the public, who seem to believe that everything one finds on the Internet is real.
Did you know that YOU can set up your own Wikipedia page on say - evil scientists. There's one on mad scientists, and after self-publishing a couple of comic magazines called Evil Scientist Quarterly I was going to set up a 'real' page on evil scientists. Then I got bored and decided I needed to focus on manic-depression. Not my own, of course.
I know, I can see many of you shaking your head at that. Now you are wondering how I am able to see you. I'll let you in on a little secret.
It's a trick.
I use the sonic reverberations of the sonic space echo and simply use a crystal glass filled with water to scry all my readers. Really.
Anyhow, Emoto is also criticized because his claims of long-distance water-cleansing goes against all the known rules of physics, which we have pretty much got a handle on these past 12 decades or so.
Ahh, Emoto-san... I'm in your head, man. I know where you are coming from and I know where you are going.
I'm telling ya - I want to believe, but where's the proof, man? Where's the televisions shows solving the dirty water issues in Boston as polluted by all the Troggs, man!?
Man... I need some poutine. (I meant to write 'stripper'),
Andrew Joseph
Let's take a look at something best described as pseudoscience.
I don't particularly believe in it, because it's a bit to air-fairy for me. I prefer it when all of science agrees on something, even if I've never seen it, like atoms and Africa.
Scientists all over the world seem to know that atoms and Africa exist even though I have seen neither.
Anyhow, I'm unsure when my father became so holistic in his beliefs, considering he was the one who grounded me in science, but he wants to believe, and by that same token, I want o believe in ghosts and extra-terrestrials (beings from another planet - but not Africans, because scientists tell me they are from Africa, which they assure me does indeed exist), so I thought I would at least present the following work of a Japanese scientist named Emoto Masaru (surname first).
First, I'll present the experiment with photographic evidence, and then a bit of a bio on Emoto-san.
Here's what was sent to me:
Can water be affected by our words? Dr. Masaru Emoto, a Japanese scientist, believes so. And he has proof.
Dr. Emoto took water droplets, exposed them to various words, music, and environments, and froze them for three hours. He then examined the crystal formations under a dark field microscope. And he took photographs.
The results were totally mind-blowing. Here’s a photo of ordinary water without any prayer spoken over it. The molecular structure is in disarray.
The photo below is water after the prayer was said. It’s simply breathtaking. (I now have a great respect for praying before meals! More on this later.)
Dr. Emoto also exposed water to Heavy Metal music. Here’s how it looks like. Looks sad if you ask me.
Here’s water exposed to classical music and folk dance music.. Looks much better, right?
Next, Dr. Emoto stuck a piece of paper with these words: “You make me sick. I will kill you.” Here’s how the frozen water droplets looks like under the microscope…
Below is how water looked like with the words “Love” over it. The difference is amazing.
This is water from Lourdes, France . Utterly beautiful, right?
Wait A Minute—
Aren’t You Made Up Of Water?
Yes! 72% of your body is made up of water.
Imagine how your words affect your own body.
When you say, “I’m a failure,” or “I’m hopeless,” or “I won’t get well,” imagine how these words weaken your health.
Make a choice to say the best words out there. Say often, “I’m wonderful,” and “I’m beautiful,” and “I’m God’s child,” and “God has a great plan for my life!”
It’s not only water.
Dr. Emoto also experimented with cooked rice.
He placed one cup of cooked rice in two airtight jars. On one jar, he wrote, “I love you,” and on the other, “You fool.” Everyday for 30 days, Dr. Emoto would say these words to each jar of rice.
After 30 days, the “I love you” rice was still white. But the “You fool” rice was so rotten, it was black. How can you explain this?
Imagine how your words affect your own body.
When you say, “I’m a failure,” or “I’m hopeless,” or “I won’t get well,” imagine how these words weaken your health.
Make a choice to say the best words out there. Say often, “I’m wonderful,” and “I’m beautiful,” and “I’m God’s child,” and “God has a great plan for my life!”
It’s not only water.
Dr. Emoto also experimented with cooked rice.
He placed one cup of cooked rice in two airtight jars. On one jar, he wrote, “I love you,” and on the other, “You fool.” Everyday for 30 days, Dr. Emoto would say these words to each jar of rice.
After 30 days, the “I love you” rice was still white. But the “You fool” rice was so rotten, it was black. How can you explain this?
Just as a side note: When I was a child, my mother taught me to pray before meals. Now I realize it wasn’t just a nice thing to do. When I pray over my meal, I know a material transformation takes place in the molecular level of the food that I pray for. Dethrone the lies in your mind.
Say, “I’m beautiful.” Say, “I’m a wonderful person.” Say, “I have a great future.” say " I’m strong. I’m blessed.”
Use your words to create your desired reality.
Say, “I’m beautiful.” Say, “I’m a wonderful person.” Say, “I have a great future.” say " I’m strong. I’m blessed.”
Use your words to create your desired reality.
Now... I admit the concept is nice... especially since we humans and other animals on the planet are made up of a large amount of water - which is good except I may actually be made up of a large amount of Coca-Cola and French Fries. Possibly, the fries are actually worms, but I've not seen them so I don't believe in their existence.
But, I think what the good doctor is trying to say here - regardless of the way it is presented, is that by being positive and treating the world with love, the world would be a better place.
It's a good thought, but I am unsure just why the hell he is picking on heavy metal music. And yet, I have heard, but can not confirm that plants when treated with background noise of classical versus heavy metal music, the classically trained plants grow faster and larger.
Now... knowing that my classically trained uncle - who was a globally recognized conductor of the New Delhi Symphony died rudely from Myasthenia gravis (an autoimmune neuromuscular disease leading to fluctuating muscle weakness and fatigability) and also possibly aided by alcohol ingestion of a considerable amount on a daily basis, he seemed to have a live fast, die young mentality - the same as what the uninspired assume all heavy metal participants delve in.
I guess we'll have to wait and see, but despite my uncle's global renown, I'm pretty sure he wasn't as financially well off as some heavy metal musicians. Of course, perhaps my uncle needed to say more nice things about himself, rather than kill himself with negative vibes, man.
As for Emoto Masaru (江本 勝)... let's have a look, shall we:
Born in Yokohama, Japan on July 22, 1943, Emoto is an author and entrepreneur (Ed. Note: and I'm a semi-pro sexsmith, but that's another blog) who claims that the human mind can effect the molecular structure of water.
Okay... that much is obvious. He says that the power of positive thoughts and prayer can affect the chemical composition of water to turn bad water good.
By that same token, considering human beings are mostly water, I wonder if he proposes that good people could be made bad and bad people good depending on the power of a third-party mind source.
I've always gone with the theory that 'wishing doesn't make it so', but what the fug do I know? I have seven years post-secondary education and I make less money today than I did 10 years ago when I only had myself to take care of.
Twelve years ago, I owned a condo, a car, a job, hair half-way down my back, worked out six times a week and had a 30-inch waist with a 48-inch chest, and was dating a stripper or three. My biggest concern was deciding if I wanted fries or poutine with that.
Now... I live in my father's house with my wife and son with no car to MY name as I support the family through good times and bad times. I still have my hair - thank god! But, I also have the zipper on my pants down right now so that the blood flow to my legs isn't cut off from my stomach pressing forward.
Crap!
Do you think somebody has put a hex on me? Emoto-san!!! I'll double whatever that person is paying you!
Don't you all see? There is no other reason for me to be so unlucky. Although some might say that gaining a middle-aged spread comes with being middle-aged - and married - and not having time to date strippers or go to the gym. Or even the fact that I used to choose fries AND poutine 12 years ago and all of that has caught up with me.
There's always a way to manipulate things to any result you care to promote, though I dare say I did not present a very good description of my self for any available strippers out there.
Okay... back to Emoto. He graduated from Yokohama Municipal University (I've never heard of it, and didn't believe it existed, but apparently Wikipedia says it does, so I guess I have to believe it. Wikipedia notes such notable alumni as: singer Hirai Ken, novelist Seishu Hase, and Sekino Yoshiharu and explorer. It does not mention Emoto, so now I wonder if he did go there!).
Emoto graduated from this public university with a degree in International Relations (I have one of those - just not a degree).
Now... here's where it get's - use your own adjective. Is that a person, place or thing? Fug. Add your own descriptive term here. I choose - 'fishy'... Oh crap... hang on, I have to go feed my fishy.
Okay... after establishing his I.H.M. Corporation in Tokyo in 1986, he received certification as a Doctor of Alternative Medicine from the Indian Board of Alternative Medicines in India back in 1992.
Why did it have to be India? Okay, so... Dr. Bombay, I mean Dr. Emoto - who is currently the head of the I.H.M. General Research Institute, Inc., the President of I.H.M., Inc. and the chief representative of I.H.M's HADO Fellowship.
Y'know... on LinkedIn, I described myself as the chief executive officer of Japan- It's A Wonderful Rife, because when you 'own' an idea, it's very easy to start tossing around titles. Soon, I shall be Commodore of Japan - It's A Wonderful Rife, and shall write under the pen name of Charles Dodgson and offer a woman a piece of cake that says 'eat me' to see if she wants to get inside my head.
A few years ago, I was going to print out cards as a ghostbuster - and then one year later there are all of these ghost buster shows on TV. I was just doing it as a lark. I've never seen a ghost or wanted to search for ghosts, but I thought it would be interesting to have it on a 'business card'. Emoto is making me thing I should have set up that church that eats strippers and worships poutine. Strike that. Reverse it.
Between 1992 and 1999, Emoto went to the U.S. and heard about this whole positive thinking and prayer thing and water. I have heard that Christians 2000 years ago prefer drinking wine over water. Anyways, we can all thank someone with some gnarly powers and beliefs for teaching the great and powerful Oz, I mean Emmoto all about channeling positive energy into my water.
In 1999 he began publish his Messages from Water works, containing stuff like you see above.
Needless to say, legitimate scientists the world over have poo-pooed Emote's work, calling it pseudoscience (aha!), and criticize him and his work, because rather than publish legitimately his findings, Emote just kind of throws it out there to the public, who seem to believe that everything one finds on the Internet is real.
Did you know that YOU can set up your own Wikipedia page on say - evil scientists. There's one on mad scientists, and after self-publishing a couple of comic magazines called Evil Scientist Quarterly I was going to set up a 'real' page on evil scientists. Then I got bored and decided I needed to focus on manic-depression. Not my own, of course.
I know, I can see many of you shaking your head at that. Now you are wondering how I am able to see you. I'll let you in on a little secret.
It's a trick.
I use the sonic reverberations of the sonic space echo and simply use a crystal glass filled with water to scry all my readers. Really.
Anyhow, Emoto is also criticized because his claims of long-distance water-cleansing goes against all the known rules of physics, which we have pretty much got a handle on these past 12 decades or so.
Ahh, Emoto-san... I'm in your head, man. I know where you are coming from and I know where you are going.
I'm telling ya - I want to believe, but where's the proof, man? Where's the televisions shows solving the dirty water issues in Boston as polluted by all the Troggs, man!?
Man... I need some poutine. (I meant to write 'stripper'),
Andrew Joseph
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