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How I Spent My Summer Vacation (the lost post)

Posted in Death, Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 28, 2013 by zero dinh

Although the seasons have changed and winter is now here, the summer of 2013 is still at the front of most of my daily thoughts. It was a long summer that I spent in between my real life and the one I had stumbled into online.

This blog had taken me completely off track and into places that seemed to take pleasure in lies and confusion. And the deeper I sank in the quicksand the more I realized I was in a fight with a tar baby. One I had no hope in winning. But the great thing about the internet is you can turn it off. And I could, couldn’t I?  If the lies and games of Facebook, Twitter, and numerous accompanying blogs were getting to be too much, I could just turn it off. And I did so many times this summer, but not for too long, of course. There was too much going on for me to stay a way for any length of time. By the end of the summer though, that almost changed.

When I left off I was wrapped up in LISK.com stuff as well as other things I was seeing things on different social medias that just made me cringe. From the ongoing feud between Murt and Michelle McKee to the out of control doxing of anon friends and foes. The worst of it was on Twitter. The things that people tweet about is outrageous! And it’s hard, if not impossible to tell who is being sincere and who is doing shtick. When you see numerous accounts where people talk about being depressed and wanting to kill themselves that seem more like blog wars than real cries for help, it’s hard not to question purpose. I mean, I see all these sites there to “fight” bullying but they seem to be wrapped up in the same techniques for “internet flair”.  Everyone pointing fingers and calling names like it’s one big cyber school yard. It had all been “Too Much”, but I continued on…

I had made a Twitter account: https://twitter.com/ZeroDinh

and a Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/zerosworld?ref=hl#

I have to admit, I wasn’t very good in the Twitter world. Can’t get out what I have to say in  140 characters or less. I’m just too complex for the simplicity of Twitter. But we’ll get back to my Twitter fail. First let’s go back to June. I had made a final post for the LISK site in June:

http://liskdotcom.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/this-is-the-end/ ( I added the question mark in November when I had decided to start blogging again)

I then wrote the exhausting post titled “It’s All Too Much” here on my Prophet Blog:

https://zeroprophetblog.wordpress.com/2013/06/27/its-all-too-much/

It would end up being my last post anywhere until I stared up my LISK blog again in November.

But I didn’t know that at the time, I was just trying to move on from the LISK stuff and clear out some of this other stuff I was reading about. I was just taking a breather.

That’s about the time Facebook lit up with posts about Paula Deen and  her possible racist views. My own views on racism and bigotry should be some what apparent by now, but just in case, I find all hypocrisies to be wrong and a waste of time, I am not above them but I try hard to cure my self of any and all such hypocrisies when I see them arise, something more people should strive at doing, in my own humble opinion of course. Our hypocrisies are based on lies and I think my stance on lies has definitely been made apparent.

So, all that being said, you can imagine some of my replies on Facebook to those who felt it necessary to come to not only Paula Deen’s defense but the defense of the entire white race. Here’s a card I made and posted:

Paula Deen

I also wrote a long post on how I feel about the  “mythical white” race and those who feel the need to defend it all the time. I won’t repost it here, but it’s safe to say that I do not believe in a “white race” nor do I want to be involved with those who think they are part of a “white race”. Still not clear enough? Watch this video:

http://youtu.be/U5KeXgli768

My favorite dumb ass thing people felt the need to post was the one about how if Wal-Mart was going to pull Paula’s merchandise from their shelves then it needed to pull rap albums that used the same “language”. These were accompanied with pictures of rappers like Lil’ Wayne, and were implying that old “white race” argument, “If they can say that word, why can’t we?”. Fair enough, in a racist type way. Except Wal-Mart has never carried albums that contained such words. Only “edited” versions of such music is available there. You can thank the PMRC for that. A group of “white” ladies (political wives to be exact) who went after “white” heavy metal groups in the 80’s and created the “Explicit Lyrics” sticker, which again Wal-Mart will not carry albums with this sticker. So there are no albums being sold at Wal-Mart using the n-word and there never has been. Dumb asses!

This all led into July and things being said about the Martin/Zimmerman trial. I didn’t know much about what had happened down there in Florida (Florida, what a place, vacation site for Long Islanders… sorry, probably should edit that out) but I was seeing too many things about it and decided to look into it.

The more I looked into the case the more I questioned this “stand your ground law” and what had really happened that night between  Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman. I spent the whole day of July 13th on Twitter with my newly made account trying to understand all the negative, inappropriate, and racist things being put out there. There were troll and toon accounts made to poke fun at the whole thing. There were quite a few accounts using the actual crime scene photo of a lifeless Trayvon to assist in the internet joke. A joke I just didn’t get and I tried hard to get my point out there. But as I have already said, I failed miserably at this. I was constantly told if I didn’t like racism and bigotry then Twitter wasn’t the place for me. It was simple, if I didn’t like it, don’t read it. And I can understand that, but it was just so massive and just broke my heart. I felt I had to speak out. But all my Twitter comments got me, was several account freezes and warnings, due to others complaining about me writing on their racist tweets.

We could use hindsight here and ask all of you who posted “Team Zimmerman” on your social media sites how you feel about your “Team” now. But honestly it wasn’t people thinking Zimmerman was not guilty, that was not what got me, it was the carelessness of things being said about Trayvon.  It was the fact that many were using the tragedy as if it was some racist joke. And it got to me, it got to me bad.

I already have a love/hate relationship with so-called humanity. And this time it really was too much. I backed off of Twitter and stayed off the internet for a little while.

At the beginning of the summer I had taken a vacation to the beach and did some camping with family. It was just the thing I had needed back then to get my mind of the very confusing LISK blog I had started writing. And now here at the end of the summer after all I had witnessed on the screen of my lap top, another trip to the beach was needed.

I was born and raised on the streets of L.A. and the beaches of southern California, and when ever I get the chance I like to take my family there to just have fun and enjoy life. With all I had been going through online it sounded just like what I needed.  So we packed up a rental car and headed back to Cali. I like to travel in comfortable clothes, usually a t-shirt and pajama pants. That day I had on my Superman pajama pants and a t-shirt with a big Superman S right on the chest. Red S, blue shirt.

We had left early and had just got far enough for everyone in the car to have started napping. Everyone but me that is, I was driving. I remember looking at my wife in the passenger seat, her eyes were shut and I wondered if she was sleeping. I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw the kids were also back to sleep. Then something caught the corner of my eye. A dust cloud of some sort on the other side of the highway. As the dust cleared a little I saw that it was a vehicle turning over and over off the side of the free way. “Oh my god!” I gasped, bringing my wife out of any sleep she might have been heading towards. As I brought the car to a stop at the side of the freeway we watched the vehicle come slamming to a halt, once again right side up, on the opposite side of the freeway. I didn’t think, I just ran out of the car and toward the wreck across the other lane. It looked bad. I could see someone who had been thrown from the vehicle, was now walking back towards it. There was no collision, just one vehicle that had gone off the side of the road and tumbled many times before crashing down.

There were others stopping their cars and running to help. As I got to the crash someone exited the destroyed vehicle and ran around the front of it with me.  I remember thinking as I came around the other side of the vehicle, maybe it wasn’t that bad, I had already seen 2 people who seemed to be walking away with minor injuries. But this was quickly lost in what can only be called chaos.

It felt like a war zone. Everything got loud and bright. And slow and fast seemed to merge as one to create a rate of time I can not explain. The person who had gotten out of the vehicle and ran around the front with me quickly went to a little girl who was trapped in the wreckage. Others were running up, one who I believe had said he was a paramedic  went to help with the girl trapped in the wreckage. The little girl, who had been crying when we ran up, had now stopped all movement completely. My mind was racing and it seemed like so much was going on at once. The man now in the wreckage called out that he was handing the girl out and someone had to hold her. I was there and she was placed out into my arms. I turned holding her and the off duty paramedic came out of the wreckage and found a mat to lay on the ground where I lied her down and stood back and let him try to help her. I said a prayer, but I think I knew it was too late. I felt I was gonna freak out, but I had to keep it together, these people needed help and those of us who ran from our cars to try to help needed to keep it together.

The person who had been ejected from the vehicle as it flipped was now at the rear of the vehicle and was losing consciousness. Someone yelled for some water. Right at this point a motor home pulled off the side of the road. I ran up to it. A couple came out of it and I asked if they had water. the lady got me some bottled water and the man told me he was a doctor. I thanked god and told him what I had witnessed and told him to go to the little girl first. I ran past the girl that I had laid down on the side of the road with the water the doctors wife had given me. There were a few people gathered at the rear of the wreckage and I handed a bottle of water to one of them. The driver of the vehicle that crashed was also there and was freaking out. I tried to calm them down and get them to drink some water. I looked back towards the little girl and they were placing something over her face, a blanket or a jacket. Again I had to fight back the urge to just start screaming out. Now everyone was focusing on the one who had been thrown from the vehicle. They were now having convulsions. I looked up and saw a police car was trying to make his way through the back up of traffic that had built up. I ran to him as he pulled over and again went through all I had witnessed. I followed the officer back to the crash and stood there. There were people everywhere who had pulled off the side of the road and were helping in different areas. I looked over at the little girl who had been placed into my arms, now on the side of the road alone, face covered. I looked away, trying not to break down. Fighting back tears. I looked into the traffic slowly passing by. Some one had their phone out the window taking video footage. Just then some jack ass stuck his arm out the window and pointed. He yelled out “Ha Ha!” trying to sound like that kid from The Simpsons. He had the biggest, dumbest grin on his face, and I lost it.

I didn’t yell out other than the screaming  I did in my head. I stood there in my Superman pajamas that now had the blood of a dead little girl on them and looked up into the sky. I screamed out at God,  I screamed out at humanity,  I screamed out at me. But all in my head. I felt like I might black out. I looked back down, tears streaming down the side of my face. My eyes caught someone looking at me, the doctor’s wife I think, her eyes looked into mine and tears began to flow from hers as well.

I looked away and across the freeway at the car I had run from what seemed like years earlier. There was my family looking out the windows back across the freeway at me.

I pulled it together and wiped my face clean. Went up to the lady who had been watching me and asked if she was alright, she said yes, and together we walked back over to the driver and again helped to keep them calm. An ambulance was now heading our way, so I ran back to my family. They were there watching, waiting. My feeling of helplessness had to be quickly abandoned, because they were waiting for me to come back. They were waiting for me to take them on vacation. Which I did. But I had been shaken to my core. Everything that happened in those moments I had spent on the other side of that highway ran over and over in my mind the rest of the weekend. And honestly still does to this day. But I was just a witness, it is the poor little girl who lost her life in that accident and her family that this truly happened to. It wasn’t for me to get over or past, it didn’t happen to me. But as I said it still shook me deeply.

I wanted to blog about it all when I returned home, but couldn’t. And even though I have now done so, I have left most of the accident description generic and unfinished because I still feel strongly that all though I witnessed it and it affected me it is not my story. Hopefully you (the reader) will get what I am trying to say here and I can move on.

So I never wrote this post. In fact I stopped blogging here all together till now. I just didn’t have anything more to say. I’m no Superman, nothing I say on here was gonna change the way we treated each other or how the internet was being used to confuse and hurt each other. I mean that was the point of my “prophet” blog, right? To try to change… what, the world? I’m not that gullible to have thought that. But I did start this thing hoping to reach others and teach some kind of movement in further understanding of each other. And even now as I write this I still don’t feel anything I can add here will make a difference. The caucus races continue. We go on hurting each other.

Summer is gone, seasons changed, and life went on. And that may be the best way to end this post.

Life goes on. And everyday we are lucky enough to still be a part of it, we owe it to those who are not, to live it the best we can and help others to live it as well.

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It’s All Too Much

Posted in Everything with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 27, 2013 by zero dinh

Before I started this blog or my other 2 word-press blogs (LISK & The Internet) and (Vegas Confidential) I had limited knowledge into the blog world and therefore blog wars. I didn’t read them or write them. As I have mentioned before, a few years back I wrote a blog on MySpace, but come on, it was MySpace. I knew feuds and games were done all over from chat sites to Twitter, but I did not know the depths in which real crime cases and real lives were involved in it as much as it now seems to me.  I had made a few YouTube sites. Most having to do with music and bands, one I mentioned before called OURLIESEXPOSED was different,  a Vlog experiment that never quite went right due to not having enough time to spend on it. That is one of the problems with the internet, it consumes you and takes a lot of your time. And when I decided to start this blog I knew it would be time-consuming, but I never dreamed how quick and how much I would be sucked in. The madness I consumed on here since last February  (yes, less than five months) has left me in somewhat a blur.

For those who have read both this blog and my LISK blog, this one should be helpful in understanding it completely from my point of view as I wrote them. Though for some this monster may just seem like gibberish, can’t be helped. But stick with it to the end it should be interesting.

I like the internet and what it could be, but I do think people use it in ways that is very troubling. Just the way people discus their break ups and feuds on Facebook and twitter is enough to say whoa. But it gets so much darker and so much more personal out there in the deep end of the net.

I think I have made it very clear on here how I feel about music. So when I use the internet for my own creations, I try to keep it towards fun stuff, music and entertainment. But with this blog, I wanted to do more than just have fun, I wanted to try to SAY something, to point out how much MORE life could be if we stopped the BS with each other and just lived. The internet could be a fun place, a useful place for people to learn about each other and understand each other better. And it is used for all these things, but it is also used for all sorts of shenanigans and deceptions. So I decided to do it and I started the blog, but as most of you reading know I also came across LISK.com and MM7’s “Catching LISK” Blog at the same time I was starting up my little Zero Blog about Life and the Internet. So buckle up, this is how it was for me:

I have an idea the order of things I want to discus on my zero blog, but the more I read LISK.com and MM7’s blog the more I want to write a blog about what I am reading. At first it was like a weird alternate reality game (ARG) being played with a real case. The mention of Sock-Puppets made me think of the movie and MTV show Catfish. So I decided to go against my initial plan to slowly get into any of the controversial subjects, I blogged about it. But so much was happening on LISK.com and MM7’s blog. At first it seemed like everyone was mad at MM7 for posting her beliefs CPH was guilty of murder, then it seems CPH himself might be commenting on the pages, as well as stalking MM7, but then Flukeyou is outed once and for all as Joey and reasons to doubt any sleuthing done by supposed outsiders with inside info. Who is Joey? An Oak Beach neighbor with reasons to hate CPH. I look back and see this has been going on for quite some time between Flukeyou and others, mainly Too Close Too Home. But there are all sorts of other screen names some like PS149 had quite a bit of info on MM7 and Flukeyou.  MM7 interviews Fieldnotes, PS149 says they talked to Fieldnotes and he denies this happened but someone named DPH did call him. Names and phone numbers posted everywhere. as well as mug shots and accusations that maybe JS and friends are doing more than trying to frame old neighbor CPH, but covering up their own involvement in the LISK case. PS149 gone from LISK.com. MM7 gone from LISK.com. Then LISK.com is gone. All before I can even write my first post in the LISK side blog I was creating. MM7 insists it is not Joey spreading her info although she has her doubts because many things she talks to him about got repeated on LISK.com, so ither hers or Joey’s phone is bugged, maybe both, oh and she also tells me she is working with someone, DPH. So many comments from so many screen names, most bad mouthing MM7 in some way or another. Melissa Cann  comments that MM7 is misguided and says I should contact her. I actually don’t believe it is her, but it turns out it is, even MM7 says it is, so my apologies once again for not believing, but there are so many fake screen names being used it was hard for me to believe anyone involved in these blogs and comments could really be involved in the case. Hard to believe or not, I was realizing many people here were involved someway or another. With many people saying MM7 was not trustworthy and the LISK site and Flukeyou gone, not to mention MM7 now posting pictures of broken drones claiming to be a way her conversations were recorded, enough was enough for me, I knew there was more going on here then being said, but I didn’t have the time to keep up with it… ha! It was just getting started.

So many screen names and IP addresses! Just look for yourself at all the comments! Because of so much unanswered and so many comments left, the blog goes on, but it is constantly changing due to everything I am reading.

DPH asks me to take her name down then starts commenting under a few different screen names, some of it is really out there. JJJ starts commenting and asks me to get in touch with her. She says she is using her real name (Jen) and assumes I know who she is, but all I can think of is some old comments I read by someone called Jen on LISK.com and someone named JuryBox, who was sometimes called Jen on the block (as well as being called Kim, a name she denied, but names are often brought up and then denied, it was just Kristin’s and Joey’s that stayed till they stuck, case in point WHO IS SUSIE?) . She says she is neither and has never posted on LISK.com but has been a reader there a long time.  Why I should know who she is then escapes me. But she tells me she has been to JS’s house, is close to Mari, and worked with MM7 for a while. Now it get’s tricky here, because sometimes she tells me she stopped working with MM7 when she realized the tactics MM7 was using, but other times she says she only got in touch with MM7 to help Mari and was never really helping  MM7. This is the same reason she got in touch with Fieldnotes, to help Mari. Lots of interesting emails and IMs about MM7 mainly, but hints of Joey’s involvement dropped all over, as well as little things about Mari and Fieldnotes, but mainly endless proof against MM7 and tons on the Drone. Both Jen and MM7 liked to email me stuff about this drone. One trying to prove to me that it was real the other trying to prove it was made up, although I constantly said the drone is not a recording device, an obvious toy and neither need to prove to me it was real or not because regardless I didn’t buy into it and didn’t care to hear anymore about it. But both still harped on it.  And then an article on http://radionewz.net/ by a familiar screen name:

Truthspider

I am very proud of Mystermom7 for solving her cyberstalking case without the help of LE. I hear she has more facts she still needs to upload to her blog. Murt you should fear this girl. she will expose your affiliation with Dr. Hackett, Oak Beach, Joe Brewer & Amber Lynn Costello & Kim Raffeo & Shannan Gilbert.

WTF?!? Who is Murt?

Looking into Murt’s possible connection to MM7’s drone, as she blogged, I get deeper into more craziness. Murt may not be involved in MM7’s drone, but he is involved in similar feuds with RadioNewz.com and Michelle McKee. Feuds he claims have gone on for over 6 years! Which brings in the Florida Case of missing girl, Haleigh Cummings and all sorts of other bloggers and sleuthers as well as family members of the little girl and characters like William “Cobra” Staubs and Timothy Holmseth. Some serious allegations being fired around in this group, Nancy Grace from CNN is even brought into the different conspiracies being blogged about here. RadioNewz and Michelle McKee also lead me to stories of The Steubenville Rape Case and the involvement of Anonymous. High school football players gang rape an intoxicated girl at a party thrown at the coaches house. Then they tweet about it and post pictures on the internet. Hacktivist get involved to expose those involved in it. These link me to other cases very similar and just as disturbing.

So much happening there I couldn’t keep up. Prinnie, Executioner , McGregger, Oh My!  And then DPH starts in with her emails. “Take my name down, send me a copy of comments, give me IP addresses” Crime Rings and endless connections. Names of people I had no way of knowing who she was talking about. Then MM7’s emails trying to discredit Jen while Jen was still sending stuff trying to discredit MM7. Everyone from MM7 to Jen to Murt have been stalked in someway. Everyone is a victim while helping other victims. And more screen names pop up to comment on my blog, this time  the names come from a site called Utopiaguide.com where guys chat about their sleeping with prostitutes and stripper hobby. Carney Construction Crew? Carney Construction Club? All trying to lead me that way, but who are they all really?  Lightweight, Teps, etc. claiming they aren’t involved but leading me right to the site, am I to believe these people from Utopiaguide  are now commenting here or is it someone wanting me to look into Utopiaguide. Well I do, what a messed up place. To me it is sad, but since MM7 and DPH say they KNOW someone or a group of someones there are involved in more than just hobbying,  it could also be a very scary place. What is real here? Everyone telling me there are dangerous people involved here, but which ones? My blogging about this is getting harder and harder and my zero blog is being neglected. I send an email to Mari. She comments on my blog and again I think I am done.

I had started a new blog, Vegas Confidential which I had hoped to get more Vegas locals involved in blogging in about Vegas. But again it needed too much time spent on it. So it was put on the back burner for now. I wanted to finish my LISK Blog and concentrate on my Zero Blog when possible. There were things to discus there that were linked to all these things I was now reading about. Blog wars that turn to cyber stalking, but you can’t tell which one (if ither) is doing the stalking. People sleuthing real cases that turn into public DOXing and smearing of fellow sleuthers, Websleuth.com  has to have a specific rule against this. Bullying back and forth, accusations of all sorts of criminal activity. I’m reading so much everywhere at this point it is starting to get to me, and I am spending way to much time trying to follow everything.

MM7’s blog goes away but it all moves to her Facebook page. Meanwhile Anonymous is everywhere on Twitter. I hate using Twitter, because I am much too long-winded to fit what I am trying to say into their word count requirements, but  I decided to make a Zero Twitter account to look more into what people were tweeting. I had been on Twitter before but mainly for work and entertainment reasons so I was really caught off guard with what was going on in the other parts of Twitter World. Everyone is bullying everyone, DOXing people you know but now have beef with is done constantly, Anons like KY are being busted and tweeting about it all, lines are being drawn in the sand, and people are changing sides all the time, all sorts of back n forth games being played, meanwhile MM7 is now gone from LISK and social media completely, but Jen is still at it full-time, DPH is playing nice on Facebook and never goes off on her Twitter  the way she does on my blog or the e-mails she sends me. Are they the same people? Jen insists MM7 is still out there involved in this, but I know for fact, at least for now, MM7 is dealing with internet addiction (which we all could deal with in some ways, the internet can suck you in) while helping someone with their internet site. Not sure if that will work, but hey she is gone from LISK (or so I’m told) and that did quiet things down a lot. Not Jen though, she has things to prove. Though if what she wanted to do was just to expose MM7 or help Mari, she should be able to move on, that has been done. But there are these hints that she knows who the killer is, which starts to sound a lot like MM7 and DPH. Hints that she can’t go public with for fear of her safety. But it all leads back to Joey one way or another.  A comment by screen name PS149 (how many people post under this one is beyond my knowledge) claiming to be Jim Jones and Field Notes, but why did they spell Fieldnotes with a space? As far as I know the real Fieldnotes, who people have told me is Michael Doughtry, still denies commenting on my blog, so is he PS149? Idon’t know but who ever made the comment was pretty convincing. Meanwhile, RadioNewz and Michelle McKee have a falling out, and many of their enemies who claim to be wronged by one or the other jumps from side to side, everyone blogging about how they have been stalked and bullied and now everyone will see the others for what they really are, blogs and tweets, emails still coming my way showing me different things each other is saying about me  (my fault for staying involved for so long), the Big Red  Rape case now becoming a sinking ship for some, people calling others rats and enough blame to go around a whole town and a group of hackers, and more blogs and tweets, blogtalkradio, The Blackburn Sisters, aronck2, Pri3st, Gen. Penguin,  Anon Chimp, Don Carpenter, Misspell, KYAnonymous, people giving out info on others that they once considered close, accusations and finger-pointing, people tweeting about being suicidal and needing help  while others actually argue over whether someone killed themselves as tweeted, he’s lying about me, she’s lying about me,

IT’S ALL TOO MUCH!

I was overloaded with the grief of all these other people. I was sad for them, I was angry with them, I was confused by them.  I needed a break.

 

Dark Places

Posted in Dark Stuff with tags , , , , , on June 18, 2013 by zero dinh

So now that I have officially put an end to my LISK blog:

https://liskdotcom.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/this-is-the-end/

I wanted to shake off the dirt and get to some fun stuff here on my Red & Black. But my experience with LISK.com and my recent ventures into Twitter world has left me in some dark places. So please bear with me through the next couple blogs as I try to shed some light into the darkness. Afterwards I promise some fun stuff.