I have been predicting this (by using science that is actually backed up by observation, instead of political narratives) on this blog, since at least November 2021, as I wrote then:
The only model of global weather patterns and “climate change” that has been something like 97-98% accurate for the last 30 years is a Russian model that is based on the Sun’s activity. For context, the last ice-age only 2 of the Sun’s magnetic fields had gone out of phase. This time it’s all 4. You keep believing in global warming if you want, you special child in a yellow bus, you, but I strongly suggest you buy an extra jumper this Christmas.
But of course, my prediction of potential pole shift has been exactly on track since 1995, as explained in the original version of The Face on Mars.
I tell you, honestly, if meritocracy was ever a thing on this planet my ideas and concepts would have already catapulted me into riches and fame my children would not be able to spend in their lifetime. But then again, throughout human history, while occasionally the men that figured out really important stuff or did important things do get eventually some post-humous fame, most remain anonymous and unknown in their own lifetime. Tesla, Leonidas, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and others may have been as close as it gets to getting known for their genius while they lived. People like Harold Aspden, Nikolai Alexandrovich Kozyrev, Burkhardt Heim, and the half dozen or so that were plagiarised by the sexually incestuous, child abandoning, fraud called Albert Einstein, will for most people remain unknowns.
I suspect I will suffer a similar fate, perhaps the stuff I write about now will be seen in the future as “prescient” or “ahead of its time” but in any case I doubt it can ever be allowed to “spread” other than by literal word of mouth of the small pockets of literate people who still read books of some substance.
My grandfather, who was born in 1907, when I saw him one of the last times, in the late 1990s, asked me what The Face on Mars was about. I spent about 2 hours talking to him about the concepts in it and how they all tied together. He interrupted only a few times to ask pertinent questions that I was working towards anyway. At the end of it he asked me how the book was doing. I told him I had managed to sell enough of them by going physically to bookshops and doing signings outside their doors for a day just before Christmas to put a sizeable deposit on a piece of bare land up the West Coast a hundred or so kilometres from Cape Town, in South Africa.
He asked me if it had been picked up by major book distributors. I told him no, despite it having appeared briefly on CNN and a few TV programmes in the USA and UK and on radio in South Africa.
He nodded sagely and said: “That’s what I thought. You were born too early. They might understand this stuff about 200 years from now.”
While most people might feel frustrated by such a view (and from time to time it does bother me a little, but not anywhere near as much as anyone assumes, and in a way that is quite different from the way anyone expects) I was genuinely flattered. My grandfather, who as time passes has grown in my estimation of a man I loved and respected already when he was alive, had not only understood everything I spoke of, anticipated some of it as I was telling him, but given his life experience, had truly grasped its essence in the wider context of the human experience. If I had any regrets it would be of not having said thank you to him for those words. Then again, the Filotto men have never been overly demonstrative with each other. Not for lack of feeling, passion, or some misguided view of propriety; it’s just that we sense things and know. Words often reduce instead of edify.
Anyway, in case you were fooled by the constant idiotic nonsense of “global warming”, I hope that you are finally realising that the most likely future is a very frigid one.
Don’t take my word for it. Look up those links and research that now 35 year old model of weather on Earth modelled on the Sun’s activity (memory-holed though it seems to be after a cursory search) and as always: Know (for) Yourself.
PS: Yes, I realise by the title of this post and what I wrote, that I seem to be placing myself in the ranks of “great men”, but that is not the intent at all. My generally quasi autistic lack of concern about social status simply tends to not process things as most people do, which often results in misunderstandings based on the average normie ego. My point in this post was not about my “greatness” but rather about the overall importance of ideas ahead of their time, and while yes, I had more than a few such ideas, I do not (yet) consider myself in the same category as the men I mentioned, and only time, and probably other people’s eventual objective opinions will determine where I fall in the hierarchy of men who had figured out some relevant things. Probably after I reach the end of my life anyway, so it’s not something I give much importance to either way.
The Coming Ice Age and Reflecting on Great Men
I have been predicting this (by using science that is actually backed up by observation, instead of political narratives) on this blog, since at least November 2021, as I wrote then:
But of course, my prediction of potential pole shift has been exactly on track since 1995, as explained in the original version of The Face on Mars.
I tell you, honestly, if meritocracy was ever a thing on this planet my ideas and concepts would have already catapulted me into riches and fame my children would not be able to spend in their lifetime. But then again, throughout human history, while occasionally the men that figured out really important stuff or did important things do get eventually some post-humous fame, most remain anonymous and unknown in their own lifetime. Tesla, Leonidas, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and others may have been as close as it gets to getting known for their genius while they lived. People like Harold Aspden, Nikolai Alexandrovich Kozyrev, Burkhardt Heim, and the half dozen or so that were plagiarised by the sexually incestuous, child abandoning, fraud called Albert Einstein, will for most people remain unknowns.
I suspect I will suffer a similar fate, perhaps the stuff I write about now will be seen in the future as “prescient” or “ahead of its time” but in any case I doubt it can ever be allowed to “spread” other than by literal word of mouth of the small pockets of literate people who still read books of some substance.
My grandfather, who was born in 1907, when I saw him one of the last times, in the late 1990s, asked me what The Face on Mars was about. I spent about 2 hours talking to him about the concepts in it and how they all tied together. He interrupted only a few times to ask pertinent questions that I was working towards anyway. At the end of it he asked me how the book was doing. I told him I had managed to sell enough of them by going physically to bookshops and doing signings outside their doors for a day just before Christmas to put a sizeable deposit on a piece of bare land up the West Coast a hundred or so kilometres from Cape Town, in South Africa.
He asked me if it had been picked up by major book distributors. I told him no, despite it having appeared briefly on CNN and a few TV programmes in the USA and UK and on radio in South Africa.
He nodded sagely and said: “That’s what I thought. You were born too early. They might understand this stuff about 200 years from now.”
While most people might feel frustrated by such a view (and from time to time it does bother me a little, but not anywhere near as much as anyone assumes, and in a way that is quite different from the way anyone expects) I was genuinely flattered. My grandfather, who as time passes has grown in my estimation of a man I loved and respected already when he was alive, had not only understood everything I spoke of, anticipated some of it as I was telling him, but given his life experience, had truly grasped its essence in the wider context of the human experience. If I had any regrets it would be of not having said thank you to him for those words. Then again, the Filotto men have never been overly demonstrative with each other. Not for lack of feeling, passion, or some misguided view of propriety; it’s just that we sense things and know. Words often reduce instead of edify.
Anyway, in case you were fooled by the constant idiotic nonsense of “global warming”, I hope that you are finally realising that the most likely future is a very frigid one.
Don’t take my word for it. Look up those links and research that now 35 year old model of weather on Earth modelled on the Sun’s activity (memory-holed though it seems to be after a cursory search) and as always: Know (for) Yourself.
PS: Yes, I realise by the title of this post and what I wrote, that I seem to be placing myself in the ranks of “great men”, but that is not the intent at all. My generally quasi autistic lack of concern about social status simply tends to not process things as most people do, which often results in misunderstandings based on the average normie ego. My point in this post was not about my “greatness” but rather about the overall importance of ideas ahead of their time, and while yes, I had more than a few such ideas, I do not (yet) consider myself in the same category as the men I mentioned, and only time, and probably other people’s eventual objective opinions will determine where I fall in the hierarchy of men who had figured out some relevant things. Probably after I reach the end of my life anyway, so it’s not something I give much importance to either way.
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