Sunday, March 24, 2019
end of another weekend, sunday, 15.27 am...november 2018, I got to this conclusion all by myself...good for me...and after, days on scientific papers...I realized there's a simple, video, right here...but still, talking about high security vaults, all alarms are associated to eachother, like magnetic sensors...and so I went to casino's roullete security...next
the proportion of non manipulated, little small soldiers, under domination of little law makers, oportunistic pieces of shit, on ur case, is the same, everywhere else. I'm not on the little academic degree of sociology and associates, either in the society where everybody has a tittle, so to pretend they are somebody.
Saturday, March 23, 2019
access doors ...brut force 2048 bit with the app (just a quick note: 1st there are several radio bands for rfid cards, like, UHF...2nd that is not the important aspect 3rd all security cards work by "proximity" and not "long range", therefore based on 125kgz band 4th...encryption..matters. what if..NSA - National Security Agency I would like to go far from here...for UHF cards? Do u think I'll need a repeater? and open the doors, just right here at home...of the bank 200 meters away?)
Friday, March 22, 2019
Thursday, March 21, 2019
message in a bottle
i want to leave a message, to an anonymouse man, at the beach today, seated alone on a chair, with only me, all alone. He had cancer, and these are his last days. No, I don't believe in reincarnation, because I can not believe in things, that are not prooved, at least to my scientific thinking. I believe, we degenrate, and transform our selfs, into other substances that not materia, and when we die, we are then, only carbon. As carbon gas, decays into materia again, then, maybe, millions of years from now, we will be other living creatures. But our existence, as carbon, can take many forms. My dad lives on some other existence, circunstances, enviroment, and conscionouse. Yes, I talk with him. I'm just aware, on his actual life, he suffers from dementia, maybe because on his enviroment there's no sense of reality, or at least, he only has few moments of mental sanity, the way...we believe mental sanity is to be. So, this life is a passage. Letting go, makes me cry too. But...see it for the bright side...I think I'll just collapse, fall on the floor, and die. And you look like an old turtle. Enjoy, your way, to the next journey.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
