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N.A.S.A. N.O.T.I.S.T. Scientists: a nuclear organ peace project.

John Watt

Member
This is a new, and legitimate addition for this thread, the nuclear organ for world peace.

The Sir Adam Beck power station, the first commercial hydro generating station in the world,
is doing some getting lit up all by itself, even if the generators aren't working.
I don't know if it wants to be plugged in again, to hook up with the nuclear organ,
or is just an attention grab, feeling left out. You can look and decide, if you want.

http://www.johnwatt.ca/PhotoAlbums/album_1459813727/

This was an experiment that worked out. This was still on edit, after two days.
My first link was the Title Page of my domain, telling you what button to use.
I tried this link from the photo album page I had the fotos I want to show,
and it works just as fast.

It's one thing to riff off about the nuclear organ for world peace,
it's another to get some fotos.

And these are just part of my bike-hikes on public recreational trails,
this one following the Niagara River along the Niagara Parkway.
If you ever visit Niagara Falls, get a hold of me for really nice destinations.
And that's if you want to find some privacy in the midst of beautiful nature.

Here's one of the fotos.

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John Watt

Member
The nuclear organ for world peace is causing a new environmental wastage of power source demand,
with subsequent mutations.
The Niagara River is now being lowered so much, even this tree is desperate to either keep growing,
or prove to American security that it is Canadian and shouldn't be transported to be detained.
yeah! Look at these raging Niagara River waters. Niagara Falls needs a new official portrait.
I might never have the opportunity to play a pipe organ, but I know how to pipe up!

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John Watt

Member
The Nuclear Organ for World Peace has devolved mechanics as well,
as this black hole tone sweeps through its environment,
with compacted striations of circuit boards re-activating as miniature drones,
or a new form of life, considering robotic humans have citizenship here.

The dolphins that fled the oceans, coming up to the Great Lakes,
now just want to get out of the water.
Miniature tow-motors pry open their mouths, as marine mammal oil carriers,
do their oily work.

Some people say they see Haydn rising up out of the water,
so it is getting to be a little stranger on the shore.

Locals are saying the only reason this bike didn't get decompressed,
was the local Mohawk native content.
 

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John Watt

Member
Yes, I know, I know, even if I'm more interested in the un-natural,
probably the least expensive stuff around here,
available everywhere you look, mostly for free,
sometimes it does get people singing in multi-mutational ways.

The Church of the Presumptuous Assumption was recently heard,
getting a little pitchy around the Nuclear Organ for World Peace.

I see new skies, as new rain falls that's sticking,
new ashes of shame, just fell on me.
As my eyes struggle, past helpless horizons,
what dominion, have you given over me?

So hear the sound, of all of these devices,
we work around, these electric miseries.
We force our earth, sucked through copper coils,
the spun spin, the spin wins, our negative energy.

So sings the wires, dividing up our skies,
while satellites, micro-wave our minds.
We pay the bills, the wars we subsidize,
how code their art, how sold we are.


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John Watt

Member
oh no, oh no, if you see the bus above, and not below.

You never know who you're going to meet in Niagara Falls,
and at the casino, they can be on a roll, not watching the Falls,
or going down on Clifton Hill, getting their rocks and rollings off.
But when expansive phasing of wide dispersion allows mid-range subversion, Tesla style,
American and British recording artists hired by the Province of Ontario,
to play on the concert stage at the taxpayer funded Niagara Falls Casinos,
emanations from the Nuclear Organ for World Peace creates onstage permutations,
just like that. Only your eyes can tell if you've been there, done that, hit on that,
and can see this cat. Do I need to re-peat that?


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John Watt

Member
WE HAVE A NEW BIG WHINER! WE HAVE A NEW BIG WHINER!

The slosh and oh my gosh at the lottery gaming trough has produced another big whiner.
He's already being led away by security, being advised to play within his limit,
and get sticky with it, with free gambling counseling beside the mortgage lender.
Complaining about winning coins with no cash value in the casinos, or Canada,
is just another example of the nuclear organ for world peace altering currency,
and the minds of participating players off and on stage.
It is only natural that this dissolution of coinage travels back through the wire,
and affects onstage performances.
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man with a preferential card.
No, I can't get no, side arm action, no, I can't get no, side arm action.
Wild aces, made me throw my hearts away. Wild aces, I should have stayed.
There's some tokens goin'round, picked them all up off the ground, I smoked shattered.

And then the crowd began to settle into a contact high, feeling like platinum, yeah,
rubbin'the bling, with the rest of them feeling uranium, as they stood to sing,
Oh Cas-i-no, you're cashing in on me. I used to live, a life of luxury.
Then you legalize, right before my eyes, what causes suicides.
And when the slot wheels turn, it's Falls power they burn,
as your ride turns into your hide, with no-one else to turn.

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These are foreign coins and tokens found in the water above Niagara Falls.
When I pick up a pop cup on the way down to the river, and do a scoop,
seeing what looks like weaving electrical bolts made of shining silver,
glowing in the moonlight, pointing to the edge of the Falls,
it's always between twenty-five and thirty dollars, $25 minimum American quarters.
no...no... it's Gary Wright onstage, and he's weaving around already...
You're a dream stealer... taking those wishes away, you're a dream stealer,
it's a good thing it's dark at night, or you'd get caught more than just twice.
The most amazing thing about standing out there in this fast field of moving water,
is the sound, like nothing you hear onshore, and ten minutes of everything is enough,
the static making your hair stand on end, the static starting to create anxieties,
making you want to get offa Niagara Falls, to baccarat onshore.

Here's ago, bike-hiking, having a big cup of wet coins, and feeling hungry,
I went to a fish and chip store and the girl was just looking at the wet coins,
not too happy, knowing many locals cruise the fountains and pick after tourists leave,
so I said I just picked these up from on top of the Falls, on a bike-hike from Welland,
my bike showing, and I thought getting some fish with them is appropriate.
She started smiling and gave me some paper towels while she got cooking.
When I said fish, that's all I wanted. I already had a quarter pound of maple walnut fudge,
to go with them.

Izzat Leonardo! Leonardo! Leonardo DiCaprio!
You here to do the sequel to the Revenant, doing me, calling it the Riverant?
Riverant John... I can go with that flow.
Consider the bodies below the casino, they no longer bet, nor do they draw.
And yet Las Vegas, with all the desert skyscrapers,
can't match these awefull Falls.
 
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John Watt

Member
Consider the bodies below the casino, they neither bet, nor do they draw.
And yet Las Vegas, with all the desert skyscrapers,
doesn't generate as much, as these awefull Falls.

Re-consider the border crossing, you can't cross without their re-card.
And yet Americans, with all their cross-border security,
can't afford to keep both bridges open, and they only let you win rewards.

Remember the original natives, who watched with wonder all the Falls,
and yet Niagara, that has been converted and diverted,
is now just tribal memory, casino natives, spinning red and black balls.

We now leave these potential verses for The Testament of the Third Millennium,
for this Ontario Provincial update.
The Ontario Hospital Air Ambulance Service, mostly new helicopters, was investigated,
and there were arrests you never heard much about any more,
it was about that Provincial corporation using taxpayers' money to invest and create businesses,
in foreign countries, even South America, under the names of directors.

Here we have a Lottery and Gaming Commission product, oldies but goldies,
and I'm seeing only one Canadian recording out of ten songs.
No videos, just tunes, titled "The 70's Game". They're playing you, not me.
The Nuclear Organ for World Peace is decomposing, Canadian royalties.

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John Watt

Member
There I was, bike-hiking along, seeing all the old, big trees, and singing this song.
"I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay, I work all night and I sleep all day".
But then that Nuclear Organ for World Peace started accompanying me,
and it became as add verse as this Monty Python book did, appearing before me.
It wasn't just cut-out graphics moving across a black and white screen,
like Monty Python used to be. Oh no! Was that a Norwegian Blue?
And look at all those creamed Danishes, just seeming to revel in the goo.

This book just couldn't get into the meditative mood,
singing about the Holy Grail,
when he noticed I wasn't singing along, and started making clopping sounds,
like the knights with the coconuts instead of horses.
He was being very insistent that I look up the meaning of life in my book,
and that was it.
I just had to shove his mouth over my foot.
He chomped, still clomping a little, and my foot turned red,
and then it started going HO all over the place.
That's a sight I'm never going to be able to erase.
Fortunately, no home knits were involved.

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But then, thinking about home knits made me think of the good old days,
and suddenly a vision of the old, Victorian Niagara Falls appeared before me,
and my foot suddenly became a shark, wanting to chomp some Victorian green,
with some light umber, and some squished wild strawberries and a hint of wild garlic, but, but...

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the Nuclear Organ for World Peace changed everything, phasing into today's reality,
and the sharks attacked the Maid of the Mist, just what you expect to see below the American falls.
What was worse, she was on her maiden voyage. What a way to get your tarpaulin chewed to pieces.
They say that somewhere in a residential compound along the Connecticut River,
there was a mighty and overcasting surge of power.
A local resident said he saw Camelot again,
and a Volkswagen rose up out of the water...
as the traffic lights turned blue on that street,
the wind cried Mary...Ann,
while across the plains they called the wind Mariah..
as the trickle down kept trickling down all over the land.

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"If I had a rocket launcher, I would not hesitate". Bruce Cockburn

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JHC

Chief assistant to the assistant chief
Long live the Norwedgian Blue and may it never rain on the parade
 

John Watt

Member
The Nuclear Organ for World Peace has produced a presidential election vision.

It was one of the most incredible acts of terrorism in the world,
when both Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump were evaporated by a huge explosion.
St. Peter, sitting down to take a break on a very busy day,
saw them both coming up the golden pathway, towards the Gates of Heaven.
He got on the phone to God and said, what should I do?
God said I'm too busy, but you can only let one of them in.

St. Peter watched as they both started shaking the gate, shoving each other,
missing voter registration lists scattering like falling snow,
but they stopped as his glorious being walked over to them.
St. Peter said I'm sorry, but I can only let one of you win, er, in.
Let me ask each of you each a question, and then I'll decide.

He said to Donald, what were you thinking the moment you died.
Donald lowered his head, not to think, but to get sympathy for his bad hair.
He said I was thinking it's a good thing America doesn't have extradition laws,
for committing financial crimes in other countries.
That Toronto newspaper reporter in front of me knew about my Toronto highrise.
It's good when America can help Americans.

St. Peter said to Hillary, what were you thinking the moment you died?
Hillary said, that's a fair question, asking us both the same thing.
Let me think about it, because the shock of seeing so many other people killed,
makes me hesitant to say what I did in front of an angel of the Lord.
But I will. As I saw the drone missile dropping down on all of us, I peed my pants.

St. Peter said to Hillary, go on in.
Donald Trump said how come she gets to go in?

St. Peter said, a First Lady golden shower beats a falling Trumped-up tower.

far, far below, a poor man from New Zealand began to wipe his face,
catching some more trickle-down teary.
Pop stars from California elected to use a Ray-gun, a magic bullet opening the gate,
entering St. Peter from behind, exiting and re-entering up his chest,
leaving his body from the back, and hitting the candidate from Utah,
and all fourteen of his wives.
 

John Watt

Member
This hasn't been a joke right from the beginning, as winning as these dualities may be. Yes, jocularities.
It's a good thing I've got the photos, scan and available witnesses.

The store I resell DVD movies to had a serious talk with me, liking my attitude.
These Korean men took a long time to begin talking serious English with me.
After that, I was on to my customer about saying his first name was Young,
and it was pronounced young. I spelled Yeung and he said correct, just not his name.
It turns out a Korean leader decided to create a new language for his people,
as a security and sovereign thing, so there is a new blend of phonetics.
Fabulous, just like my mother's clan system bringing you most of what is English.

When the movies I bought came in paper folders, I put them in plastic holders,
and I'd use white typing paper for the graphics, writing information with Sharpies.
He said his partners had a discussion, and that's unacceptable now.
The movies were perfect, no scratches or fingerprints, but the packaging wasn't.
Talking with a friend with a big resell business, he showed me his colour printer,
showing me how he was doing that already, repackaging the DVDs he resells.
He was saying to go to Walmart and get one for $29.95, and 30 movies would cover it.

I phoned the tech store where I have more than just good friends,
oh yes, I'm feeling it just typing this,
and asked about a colour printer. They said $99.95, two left, one for $44.95.
When I went to get it I thought I'd give them the full treatment, dressed in tartans.
I took my father's tartan book to illustrate my story, and it's a great one.

When Scottish people saw Japan being fire-bombed to the ground, by Americans,
when they wanted to surrender, the Americans dropped their two nuclear bombs.
Scottish people went to help, and can say they lost the war, but won the peace.
Their is no Watt tartan. The Clan Watt can legally wear any tartan, a reason for that.
Clan Watt could be Buchanan, and the Gaelic spelling of that is Canonach.
When the salesman went to the back and told this story and came back,
he said I could have it for $39.95, another $5 off. Sometimes it's nice to be one Watt.

Look at this machine. Look at everything it can do, linking to any online, all programs.
Why is it only $39.95? When the toner runs out, just buy another one.
For another $25, I could get a store warranty for two free replacements,
not the Canon warranty to send for repairs.

And, just when I thought all these dualties were working out for me,
I went to a store where I buy DVD movies, where I friend works,
to tell him about my new repackaging, and show him a business card I made.
Lying on his desk was a returned TV episode collection,
the second season of Xena, one of my favorite TV shows, not seeing a lot,
and it's made in New Zealand.
I was telling the guy who brought it back that there's no snakes in New Zealand,
so you could hike anywhere.
My parents were thinking of moving there, when I was in grade three.
How's that, JHC.

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JHC

Chief assistant to the assistant chief
Xena?? I don't really follow her John but from what I read in the papers she has some strange ideas more green than green, I never regret coming to NZ it has it's problems but so do all countries and I am a simple country boy at heart (not country music of course)
we do have a first class string quartet called ... wait for it ....The NZ String Quartet. now ain't that original.
 

John Watt

Member
I can't imagine going for lunch with this bunch.
I can see being stuck in an elevator with them,
and I'd be doing the listening, so much dynamics between them.

When I think of Beethoven, I like the first movement of Sonata in C#m,
with my own relative song of Sonata in E related major, the "Sunburn Sonata",
and I like the outdoors storm in Symphony #6, if I'm correct.

Other than that, Beethoven is all about string quartets for me.
These players sound so good, I'm wondering how real this video is,
it's having that much effect on me.
Just when it sounded like a stutter, or missing a step, thinking the end,
it slows and then builds up to an ending with a sudden stop,
just like it started, all of a sudden.

I did feel a little sorry for the cellist, maybe from Australia.
He looked like he missed having garbage can lids on his feet.

This starts a little slowly, and I needed that, whew!
I kept thinking the man on the left is Corno Dolce.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQWoDaBZkbE

The nuclear organ for world peace has contra-radiated,
and this emanation was strong enough to shock the abandoned Adam Beck generator,
causing it to reboot and send a sudden surge south down over the border.
Four dead men in Ohio, suddenly rose up, now shot and shocked.
The stereo knobs at Electric Ladyland got hot and hard,
while Bob Dylan video-taped sacrificing his son on Highway 51.


 
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John Watt

Member
The Nuclear Organ for World Peace has finally mutated an e-zone hole over America.

Waking up around four this morning, and feeling wide awake,
I looked at You Tube, and saw a new Ritchie Blackmore video,
where he's talking about other guitarists. I posted about a time I saw him.

Seeing so much political stuff being shown as new,
I used my Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton joke, as displayed a few posts up above,
cutting and pasting that under a few videos.
Suddenly, the top of the page was covered with a patched over black rectangle,
that said "this is a You Tube video", and on the right side,
it said this is a video collection for you.

I cut and pasted under the You Tube video, and when I cut and pasted again,
I could see by the spacing it had changed, being edited, so I just kept on going.
I always typed Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, not they both or both of them.
There were videos by major news organizations, major news celebrities,
even Lockheed advertising, and I just kept cutting and pasting.
This gave me confidence, so I added some Gaelic at the bottom.
For almost half, I was the first and only comments.
This is what it says now.
All Magle.dk members have all my permissions as johnwatt.ca to use this any way you like.

For the first time The United States of America took a foreign hit in their own country,
when everyone at the White House ceremony was evaporated by a huge explosion.
St. Peter, sitting down to take a break on a very busy day,
saw them both coming up the golden pathway, toward the Gates of Heaven.
He got on the phone to God and said, what should I do?
God said I'm too busy, but I can say, you can only let one of them in.

St. Peter watched as they both started shaking the gate, shoving each other,
missing voter registration lists scattering like falling snow, piling up like chads,
but they stopped as his glorious being walked over to them.
St. Peter said I'm sorry, but I can only let one of you win, er, in.
Let me ask each of you each a question, and then I'll decide.

He said to Donald, what were you thinking the moment you died.
Donald lowered his head, not to think, but to get sympathy for his bad hair.
He said, I was thinking it's a good thing America doesn't have extradition laws,
for committing financial crimes in other countries.
That Toronto newspaper reporter in front of me knew about my Toronto high-rise.
It's good when America can help Americans.

St. Peter said to Hillary, what were you thinking the moment you died?
Hillary said, that's a fair question, asking us both the same thing.
Let me think about it, because the shock of seeing so many other people killed,
makes me hesitant to say what I did in front of an angel of the Lord.
But I will. As I saw the drone missile dropping down on all of us, I peed my pants.

St. Peter said to Hillary, go on in.
Donald Trump said how come she gets to go in?
St. Peter said, a First Lady golden shower beats a Trumped-up falling tower.

far, far below, poor people from Canada and Mexico began to wipe their eyes,
catching some more trickle-down teary.
All the stars in California elected to use a Ray-gun, a magic bullet opening the gate,
entering St. Peter from behind, exiting and re-entering up his chest,
leaving his body from the back, and hitting the candidate from Utah,
and all fourteen of his wives.

The shock waves caused the abandoned Adam Beck generating station to reboot,
sending a surge of direct current (not weaponized teslant) down along the Connecticut River.
People said they saw Camelot again.
A Volkswagen began to rise up out of the water,
as the traffic lights turned blue on that street,
and.. the.. wind.. cried.. Mary.. Mary Jo.. Mary Jo Kop/shut down.

May All Peace Be Upon Us.
Bay-an-uck-let, blessings on you, and as you could say,
Agus oo hane a haritch, you as well my friend.
This is the language of the people who brought you the Holy Bible in English.
I stress, we are not responsible for the content.

You are living in the new code war.
 
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John Watt

Member
JHC! I looked at You Tube videos where I was the first to post,
but now these have over a million views and I'm buried deep deep in replies.
But as the font turns, so turns our fontitude. Look at today.

The mutated e-zone over Washington, that The Nuclear Organ for World Peace created,
has moved over Welland, creating a new font for fickle fonted previous font slingers,
in stereo.
When I scanned and sent some evidence about our local newspaper to a police officer,
he told me they were looking at the entire chain of 47 Osprey newspapers.
Today, for the first time, I see the name of the newspaper has changed,
and the name of the owners has changed.
The executive officer is also moving out of Ontario, to a newspaper in New Brunswick.
When I phoned the newspaper with their toll-free number, a reporter was interested.

The head of Canadas' telecom regulator is also saying today that he is shocked,
that Rogers, a huge online provider, with other providers as investors,
are walking away from huge online video investments, hundreds of millions.
Part of that is because I proved that Bell interfered with a municipal election in Ontario.
I also have a very interesting account with COGECO, a provider for me.
All their fiber optics are connected to the original Bell wires they want to lose.

I had problems getting this scan to be horizontal, so I did a new one, not the whole thing.
That last line about building a wall is denying any talk of being a sovereign province,
where online can be built so that in times of code war crisis, we can isolate ourselves.
He doesn't say sovereigntists,
but he describes them, or us, as only wanting to use original, local content.
I have to agree, saying there isn't enough of that.

It might seem almost frivolous, my description of my activities, and what they hath wrought,
but I could be more than distraught, after the horrors of the crimes against me.

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John Watt

Member
When I first saw our newly renamed newspaper and this CRTC article,
I was happy to include it here, scanning quickly.
But this news is creating more than media backlash and feedback,
so I tried to do a better scan.

President-elect Donald Trump did indulge in real estate fraud in Toronto.
Apparently, far bigger interests than me are using that to extend my claims,
of Bell interfering with an election in Welland, Ontario.

Too bad I wasn't there to interfere with their choice of name and logo.
Shomi could be Showme or ShowMe, if nothing else.

When he blames the providers for wanting to isolate the online of Canada and provinces,
he says they want to provide their own cultural content, not as sovereign provinces.
As Quebec works to become its own country, they passed Federal laws,
about enforced English-French bilingualism, calling the rest multi-culturalism.
These are legal precedents I suggested could be used as media precedents, a year ago.
What the article doesn't say is that Bell still owns the original wires,
where these fiber optic providers begin.
I say that replacing Bell wires with fiber optics would result in 60% more installation space.
Customers in Ontario pay twice for the same signal.
If Bell wants to expand for new capacity, they would need to have new builds.

I like how this article ends with a quote that is too British, almost Shakesperean.

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John Watt

Member
That was beyond the fontifull, now it's time for the fontitude.
Yes, the wonder of wandering along Lake Erie, bike-hiking with a camera.
The pink and blue scenes are looking to the left,
and the gold and black are looking to the right,
just how the sun-set was going down across Reeb's Bay, in Port Colborne.
That's a low, close to shore rolling cloud, slowly rolling in the sky.
The first photos show it gathering, and coming around the point.
Hey! There's no way that could be mine.
Who is twisting up that long one in the sky,
that can follow me all the way to Fort Erie?

Thoughts of my emailing are still with me, and this thread.
One other thing I've been saying ever since I started sending about it,
is that more jobs would be created in the online industries,
if Ontario and Canada's online was rebuilt to be sovereign entities.
I'm calling it proprietary sovereignty, not the unity of a trans-Canada railroad.
I do think about magle.dk, when I'm out there.
I still feel that all the masterful clicking options here,
with all the differentials and harmonious graphics,
must be how the as-yet-untitled Frederik Magle feels,
when he's conducting.
I just had to hold and click to get these.

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