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Below are the 12 most recent journal entries recorded in Dr. Jason Helstrom's LiveJournal:

    Friday, October 17th, 2003
    6:13 pm
    Tuesday, October 7th, 2003
    3:54 pm
    [this entry from a dimension 180 degrees away from gameplay - probably won't even been alluded to in this journal, again] I have two complimentary tickets to the November 12th Toastmaster's roast of the Rev. Dr. John Novotny (as I'm to be one of the roasters).

    Would anyone like to go?
    Thursday, September 25th, 2003
    5:48 pm
    Haven't updated in awhile...

    Okay, so Knight's Stellar Accumulator does what it does: it absorbs trace radiation that's given off by stars, and (rather crudely) converts it into a standardized, quadratically-polarized energy source. I've measured this energy-source: on a huge grid (42 feet cubed), it puts out enough energy that, after conversion to bipolar electricity, you can light a standard 12 volt DC car lamp. Not a headlamp, mind you, but the old 1156 taillight.

    Rather disappointing.

    The problem, I assumed, is the small amount of stellar radiation available - I've got a prototype that I'll see about getting into orbit, outside the Van Allen belt, and that should be interesting.

    But something that someone brought to my attention today gave me an idea: what about something that creates the same sort of radiation, which is otherwise useless, here at home?

    This... this could be something very, very impressive.
    Wednesday, July 30th, 2003
    3:00 pm
    I received a complimentary copy of "Science News Today" this morning; there's an article called "Real Science: Hands-on Application from the trenches".

    It was almost embarassingly flattering; the author thinks I should quit academia and do something a bit more physically productive. It's a thought, I suppose... I really should take the Institute from thoughts to action.

    But I digress - they likened some of my accomplishments to my celluloid Mentor, Mr. Scott, and quoted from a website (at http://www.lassie.demon.co.uk/scribb/accel.htm), adding that, "In Helstrom's hands, it would work."

    I've sent an e-mail to the author; that's terribly flattering, however http://www.lassie.demon.co.uk/scribb/space.htm is actually more my field.
    Friday, July 25th, 2003
    4:46 pm
    http://www.rishi.dk/reality/front.html

    (this post occurs at the beginning of Game Play on what we'll call the Novotny Campaign... precise timing can be inferred by incidental reference)

    Synchronicity. It's a concept fairly well-known by my generation; mainly due to a musical group called The Police, which did a song about it. It's a metaphysical concept, similar to luck or predestination; I don't believe much in luck, and I certainly don't believe in fate or predestination - I do, however, have to contemplate the existance of some sort of synchronicity.

    Imagine the universe - all of reality - as a large timepiece; an intricately designed clock, if you will. The mechanism of this clock extends much larger and smaller than we are able to see with our naked eyes, and what we can see of it we take for granted: we're so used to seeing it that we don't consider what is actually interacting and happening behind the surface of what we perceive - most especially since WE are part of the mechanism, as well. Everything is...

    So? Synchronicity. This great machine that is called reality may just have purpose; if it does not, I suspect that at the very least it is like any other machine, in that the timing of it's various functions must work congruously in order to function properly - like an internal combustion engine's ignition timing, if you will.

    What am I leading to? I've been getting hit with heavy doses of Synchronicity recently - both from intent and without intent. I spent the weekend working on a very, very strange automobile - I haven't got all the pieces, nor even an idea what I want, yet, but it afforded me time to let the back burners work over many little things (cars are great puzzles, but not really that complex).

    What boiled down?

    Novotny, Knight, Reich, Rife, Orgone, Aegis... intrinsic field, stellar energy, charged particles, quadratic polarization.... Human Organic energy; Living energy on a global scale, that acts similar to weather patterns; energy on a colossal, galactic scale that exhibits similar properties... the weak force, the strong force, electromagnetism, gravity: which one is missing a piece?

    Fermion equations... leptons vs. electrons: again, there's an unnatural imbalance.

    This is the Chaos Engine that's fueling my thoughts, now. If Novotny has perfected some sort of Orgone Engine that affects human beings, then he's thinking too small - thinking selfishly, which I wouldn't be surprised, like a dictator: if he had the furtherment of his race at the forefront of his ambitions, we'd have been colonizing Mars by now.

    But, as usual, I digress. I have the feeling that there's something huge, some single piece of understanding that I need, to hammer a single pin into the center of the maelstrom and suddenly have a discrete machine.

    Synchronicity. After all this formed in my mind, I have instructions to be somewhere tonight. The game's afoot, as my great-great-antecedent once supposedly said. I'm excited, like I haven't been in years: it's all one great puzzle, again.
    3:03 pm
    The Joe Cell.

    Interesting. First, some background... I woke up around nine a.m. this morning. Not surprising for a day off, you say?

    This was after sleeping for a dozen hours; at least twelve, I'm not sure when I really started nodding off, and I don't remember climbing into bed. Still, not very odd for a mid-30's man who is a) exhibiting signs of depression and b) has had a difficult week, right?

    That, my friends (or whomever views this thing) is where you'd be wrong. I sleep, on average, five to seven hours a night. When the mood is upon me, and I'm in the throes of discovery and research, I've been known to stay awake 48 to 72 hours at a stretch before my motor skills and perception degrade to the point where I decide to sleep. I suppose my love of Java explains some of that = )

    Another surprising factor? I was famished when I awoke; the first thing I did was grab a breakfast bar from the shelf, then drive into town and order breakfast at Pearl's Diner (recommend them for authentic, take the ceramic off your teeth, coffee): I had bacon, eggs, english muffins with butter and jam, a side of hash browns, sausage links and fresh strawberries and cream for dessert. To put this into perspective, let me mention that I'm just shy of five and half feet tall, and I weigh 115 lbs.

    Actually, on a hunch, I've just weighed myself: I weigh 113 lbs, right now. My weight has not shifted since college. I've tried to gain weight, mostly with my ex-wife's urging, for years (until recently). But I'm digressing a little - the amount of food I ate this morning is the sort of fuel that it would take me a week to consume, normally.

    Now, why would I need such a huge amount of rest and replenishment? I'm certain it has something to do with the "Orgone Accumulator" that I've been tinkering with - one of the models, before I got sidetracked into working with a Knight Stellar Power Collector, was a 'seed cell' and was not dissassembled; it's sitting, alongside many other odds and ends, on the lower shelf of my workbench at the house. Right about where I sit my feet, as a matter of fact.

    Either I've contracted some illness (time will tell), or there's something to this: I suspect that the main source of 'orgone' (organic energy) in the area of my cell was me - especially since I believe that I used a great deal too much shielding on the unit, and it probably couldn't absorb 'free-flowing' orgone.

    What a nutball bit of inductive reasoning this is. However, it's something interesting, and besides which I'm allowed to be a bit of a nutball: I am a crackpot mad scientist, after all.

    Oh, and I understand my 'cell' is activated. Hooray, I'm going to be a spy. [/deadpan] Honestly, though, it's about time: every day that knowledge and progress are held in check by politics and external influences (alien races, corporations, other competition) is another day lost of the future.

    I think I'll let the Orgone ideas percolate; I wonder who in hell sent me the original, anonymous e-mails in the first place, anyway? Another puzzle to look into, maybe. In the meantime, I believe I'll start working on a vehicle that's appropriate for cloak & dagger work.

    I'm really looking forward to this - building something that doesn't need to have a practical, day to day side, but can be built totally for a different purpose.

    Now, then... let's go see what body styles we have to work with.... should we make it small and fast? Or big and fast?
    Thursday, July 24th, 2003
    7:09 pm
    Oh, and I read the first Harry Potter book. Pretty good stuff. Also read Snowcrash; really enjoyed that muchly. Discussed Cryptonomicon in depth with Nicholas; it turned him on to Alan Turing, and I'm going to ship my biographies thereof over this weekend.

    Got a call from Karen - apparantly her mother is insistent on leaving me something in her will, and Karen believes that she can fight that. Good Luck, Special K: Karen Helstrom may make the earth tremble in Seattle, but Devorah Levieux is a force of nature - if it hadn't been for conflict of interest, I'd have hired Devorah for our divorce & settlement. More than likely it's just an old radio set or phonograph, anyway - the Old Lady (and she is a lady) should ship it before there's a probate problem: if it's broken, I'll fix it and send it back.

    Other than that, feeling burnt out - research of all kinds seems to be fruitless lately... worked on some microgauss gadgetry that didn't pan out, as well as the Stellar Collector sitting in my workshop at the house... no progress. Maybe I should get the Dutchman in working order, and take a bit of a cruise around for the weekend; maybe not, I'm not sure I'm up to appreciating the sublime and ridiculous at the moment. Would be nice to have the ultra-light down here, but it's up at the house. It's thursday... I'm not due back at the office til tuesday, and I'm just kind of sitting here in an old, converted barn; it kind of feels like all the electronica that I've got stored here and there is as useless as Karen used to always tell me it was.

    Maybe I'll resign my tenure and helm the Institute full time; just enough to administrate, let some bright young stars do all the work. Humph, as Prof. Philbert used to say. Perhaps I'll just take a nap.

    Current Mood: tired
    2:36 pm
    You know, I think I shall retire and raise butterflies.
    Friday, June 27th, 2003
    11:18 am
    Quick notes to self: Quadratic polarization?? Good gods.

    Secondary: Pick up 'Harry Potter' book - everyone seems to be reading it, need to find out why; apparantly a series, find out title of first one (Goblet of Fire, possibly).
    11:14 am
    Dreaming of Electric Sheep?
    Had a dream, last night; spent the early evening tinkering with a prototype 'orgone accumulator', per the blueprints from PORE. Thought it was a ridiculous piece of work, really - it's a passive static electricity generator at heart, and the odd lighting under UV, etc., and bluish swirls, blah, blah, blah, they claimed? Nada.

    Still, it was something to do; it let my mind wander in the background. Wander it did, finally running into old Teddy Knight (I met him once, y'know; a very intense old gentleman, yet very mannerly) in my memory.

    Knight believed that his devices collected Stellar energy.

    collected. Not generated.

    Orgone accumulator. Not generator.

    I stripped the machine down (for the 30th time, probably; it's actually a rather simple mechanism, if some of the components are made of odd materials) and removed all wiring and the external project box - now I had a bucket of parts.

    Then I set to putting it back together... but with standard copper core wiring without shielding insulation. Most modern insulation on wiring contains some components to help shield against RF interference; certainly a galvanized steel box would block a lot of it. According to Knight, his devices prospered when casing and supports were made of brass - I'm wondering why that is, but very possibly due to copper with oxidation protection: I'll work that out later.

    To make a long story short, I have the first Orgone accumulator/Stellar collector in forty years that does... well... whatever it supposedly does. Makes interesting bluish and gold swirls under UV light; I noted that these patterns don't follow a standard corealian effect. I'll have to check into them later.

    At any rate, I dreamed; I rarely dream (or at least rarely remember it) - in it, I was addressing the same problem that Knight addressed with his stellar energy (Rife and Reich were content to use their variations - and I'm certain they're variations on a theme - in a medical or other interactive context, rather than pursuing the technical aspects of what it was): How to make it a viable energy source. Look at it this way: you can have 50 gallons of water, and know there's a way to use it to move a locomotive, but until you figure out the steam engine it's not going to do you any good, is it?

    So, I was dreaming and working on this problem: in my dream, I'd conclusively discovered the existence of this energy source, call in Orgone or Stellar Energy or what have you - I was watching a slideshow, slide after slide of the successful mechanisms that exhibited the properties of being 'attuned' to these energies... suddenly, it was a pop quiz: which old machines were and weren't attuned? Tesla coils, Van De Graaf generators, Philco oscillating receivers... all manner of oddities danced through my mind's eye.

    The funnelled away, however; just like they did in history, they funnelled off and were overshadowed by the 'universal machine', digital Computers. I watched as armys of 1's and 0's marched, precise and clean, through the land where before there was a madcap array of electrical oddities.

    Binary. From beginning to end; a function of electromagnetic Energy is polarization - I presumed this energy must have some 'charged' and 'at rest' focii; poles by which it could be manipulated.

    I woke to find myself nude, hair pushed back from my eyes, with my lab glasses on and chalk flying from the blackboard in my workshop. I've copied down the equations; my sleeping mind is apparantly a bit ahead of my waking mind, and I'll see if they're trash or treasure later - it's friday, and I'm going to stop by the Uni and clear up a few things, then head down to the Farm.

    I'm also going to ship the latest book off to Nicholas: Cryptonomicon - I've got him started on Stephenson, and even his mother accepts the value of books; she thinks of them monetarily, however, while I value their ideas. With respect to Oscar Wilde, may he excuse the paraphrase, an idea is a most dangerous thing; indeed, an idea that is not dangerous is hardly worthy of the name.
    Thursday, June 26th, 2003
    12:43 pm
    Well, that went swimmingly.

    At any rate... someone sent me anonymous links to websites about Wilhelm Reich and Royal Rife's work; nicely alliterative names, don't you think? Still, it's just plain weird: their work only slightly predates or is contemporary to the work of Dr. Theodore Knight; all three of them, and perhaps more, were working on theorems of near-massless energy - Rife & Reich in biointeractive areas (concentrating on humans) and Knight & his 'cosmic energy' (actually I'd theorize he stumbled across A band stellar radiation early) as power source.

    The weird part is that I've been going through Dr. Knight's work, clearing the wheat from the chaff - not so much for a new power source, although I'd give my eye teeth for such a thing: there's so much of my research that is held back by need for a powerful, mobile and compact power source. But, then, that's something that the world needs in general. But I digress - I've been looking through his work due to his advances in the use of 'galvanic envelopes'; what he termed a electromagnetic envelope that surrounded the human body. Following upon this work were the early inroads into quantum field & string theory, and...

    Yes, you guessed it: it was an early model of the Quantum Intrinsic Field. One of my recent works has a bad side effect of affecting the intrinsic field negatively; I've been working on a small item, kind of an electromagnetic shield, for protection - and, now, I have an even more urgent reason to use the same technology for something else, I believe.

    But the idea of the power source... there's something between the three of them, some commonality that they share - all three were on the verge of something, and were shut down (I believe) by the same people that have created the 'glass ceiling' in the current space & science exploration arena (or, rather, their more brutal predecessors). I can feel it; there's a huge answer and an incredible discovery itching to be found in there. And someone doesn't want it found - and, perhaps, someone has already found it... or a large piece of it...

    Hmmm. I need something to work with on these things; I need a place to use as a home base for the 'Cell' I work with (am I in a John LeCarre novel or Len Deighten?) - the Farm, as well equipped and quiet as it is, doesn't quite have this level of security.

    Hmmm. I know just the thing: I think the Diana Helstrom Institute for Scientific Advancement will actually put in for a Government grant, sometime in the next week or so...
    11:39 am
    Hmmm. What does this button do?
    Hmmm.

    Who would've thought that HERMES would have a secure journal function? All the better to keep an eye on us, I presume.

    Nice machine. Recognize some of the hardware, especially the process controller bus and the secure video mode: No Van Eck work on this baby. I can't believe I was naive enough at the time to not suspect what my designs were going toward; still, the James Bond Superspy business is much dirtier in real life, I suspect, and I knew the gig when I signed on.

    Gah. Navotny.

    I don't know how I feel about the man; we've never met, but we have exchanged e-mail: he is an intellect of the first caliber, akin to Newton, Einstein or Hawking. This makes me uneasy; often, these minds have had to sacrifice something or have been forced by circumstance to their level of intensity: Einstein would forget how to tie his shoelaces, I understand, and had to be led from location to location - his mind eventually let go of processing input from physical space. Hawking, of course, had a similar situation forced upon him - Stephen has lost mobility and control of his physical form (although he still plays a fine hand of Poker). Newton? Sir Isaac was a rabid nutcase, with neurotic, paranoid breakdowns by the week.

    I suspect that Dr. Novotny has jettisoned his ethical and humanistic processing. Perhaps he's working in what he believes is the best intent for humanity; that, according to his past work history, is apparantly where he started.

    I'm wondering a lot of "Why's" right now, though. Why is he coming to my University, to my department, for his presentation? Why the sudden contact through e-mail over the last few months? His native Cambridge would be the best place for a lecture or demo; if it must be the States, Berkley, Stanford or MIT (rah! rah!), hell, even CIT, would beat out poor ol' UoW (for now... give me five years and see how well known we become!).

    No. The answer is me. In all immodesty, I'm the standout item at UoW Physics.

    He wants something from me.

    I don't believe in fear as portrayed in the movies, as an uncontrollable force - it's merely a warning mechanism, like pain. But I'm afraid of what's coming: not for myself, but for everyone.

    More later: Cassie Eliot and her Nerves have a 12:15 with me today.
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