What is it?
At about 4:30 AM I went rock hounding and collecting again, and when it was fully daylight, I thought I saw a certain security guard’s truck, and when I thought he spotted me, I biked away into the desert, and expected him to follow me, but it wasn’t apparently, and he instead drove away. For some reason people drive to this certain area of the desert, especially in the morning. Some go to fly rcvs (remotely controlled vehicles) or rather, toys, rcts, toys I say, because it’s not as if anyone can fit inside these flying machines. So, after looking at the beautiful fluor… oh yeah, on Thanksgiving night, my dad tried to force me to attend Thanksgiving with him and I guess my mom, brother, and relatives, despite, and I do mean spite – I know my shallow dad – me telling him that I was exhausted from rock collecting the day before (it’s nearly a full time job for me, it feels that way at least), and that my psoriasis was bothering me badly (and it had gotten very bad recently, and stranger: after disappearing for a few days, which has never happened before). As usual my dad’s narcissism caused him to completely ignore what I said and “to be ready at…”. I knew why he wanted me to go, it was to make him look loving, despite his love being self-serving, and because like the rest of my family, and my relatives too apparently, they are all shallow, devoid of anything to say to keep your attention, lacking in good social skills. If it weren’t for me the year before, I could tell there would have been a lot of awkward silence and broken conversation. And being that every one of them is corrupt, a liar, rude, and a stranger to me (which includes my relatives, because my parents deliberately isolated them from me, because I figure they were afraid I’d tell them they were abusing me), I wanted nothing to do with them. Last Thanksgiving my brother, who barely spoke, was so arrogant and cold, that while eating the disgusting buffet, he said, “You need to get a job”. This is a brother who doesn’t know me, and rejected my attempt to add him on Facebook, a brother who about six years before, said, “I’d never do anything to hurt you.” So, I went rock “hounding”. And what did I find, a vein of banded fluorescent light green something or other in cement like rock on a cliff, and I dug A LOT of it out, I kept digging till I could see no more of it, and made quite a crevice in the cliff trying to get it all out.
I should have used a stick to get out the great amount of dirt that had filled the crack, but by the time that occurred to me I didn’t care anymore and just wore the skin on my hands till there was no more of this pretty stuff. Some of it fluoresces a beautiful orange and purple-lavender color, with some yellow mixed in, and that is the grand prize of this stuff, although I did see again this morning a type I forgot about, which is green with, if I remember right, green-blue circles on the top, the top being the wide flat area which looks wavy on top rather than rough on the bottom (and the sides have the banding/vertical stripes, you can see pictures of similar minerals on flickr via my twitter feed, there’s a link).
But I didn’t go back for it, instead this morning I went to a different spot to check on a certain big beautiful rock I had left behind for months, because it was so big and I didn’t want to damage it. When I went there and shined my light around, I eventually found it, though didn’t remember it looking the way it did at that time, it had no particular shape other than a vague rectangular one, so it wasn’t something easy to remember. And I also saw many others I left behind that I had forgotten about. I gathered the best of it into two or three spots, mainly two, to make it convenient to retrieve when I got back. And I, as I was about to say about, was enjoying the fluorescence of these rocks. Now when the sun was out, I started to bike away, and went onto a driveway to do so, and saw what I thought might be the security guard of this place parked, and I thought he saw me biking on the driveway, because I saw someone inside start to move, and the back lights light up, and so I biked away into the desert, a part which was a small part, and thought he might follow, but instead they drove away to the street where I was headed, at that point I decided to look for more rocks as I biked back to the driveway, which I was doing, because I didn’t want this person to drive past me as they went down the street I was near, in case it was the guard trying to see my face. But as usual, I looked down, and saw a few rocks to get, and more, and more, and more, till once again, I started collecting bags that had gotten caught in the bushes to gather them in. When I found some easily scratched rocks, God provided some napkins lying around (as in they were near those rocks), but soon those ran out, so I used a wax-lined, cup I found, and that filled up, and then I stayed in this certain area, which to my amazement, had a huge amount of sparkling rocks, and a few very good sea fossils, with only about three that were so poorly preserved that I discarded them, one or two of the fossils were faint, but clear enough so that it was obvious they were fossils, only one fossil was so poor on a rock I kept that the only way you would know it was a fossil was because of the druzy that had filled it’s place. I have a theory about why that druzy is there sometimes…
It seemed as if every rock I looked at had druzy on it. One rock was incredible, it was a large glassy druzy quartz rock lying against a big lava rock. I also found these ultra rare light gray (only found one dark one ever) puttystones I call them (formerly called them graystones), which is my name for them, which were perfectly preserved, and some where the beautiful putty looking type I love to see, but I was always overloaded with rocks in my arms and hands when I found them, and they would fall and as usual, scratch. I found one type I’d never seen before: a light avocado (inside of the avocado color) green one, and I started to feel like throwing up, when I tried to move it out of the dirt it was stuck in, while overloaded, because I thought I would damage that one too. I always damage about half of them after finding them. It makes me furious because my dad, and probably mom, knows I find valuable rocks, and yet won’t do anything more to help me with the equipment and money I need to professionally collect them, nor will any of my neighbors, who have a huge amount of free time on their hands. I imagine though I can hire an artist to match the color of the rock to some paint to repair the damage. It’s such a sad thing that after hundreds or thousands of years, those puttystones, perfectly preserved in some cases, are damaged within seconds of me finding them. It very much angers me.
I tried to just stop at “one more rock”, but couldn’t, I kept searching this certain area till I was sure there was about none left. I was praying to find some rock so spectacular that everyone who saw it would think of God, as in clearly one of his creations. I don’t think I found such a rock, except maybe that near spectacular quartz one. It could be called spectacular, but I’ve seen so many similar rocks now that I’m craving to see one that flashes brilliantly all over, as if holding a little star with some sort of never-before-seen energy coming out of it, like “magical” fairy dust glowing you could say. I collected so many I had to leave what I am estimating was over one million dollars worth, and no I’m not exaggerating. It’s very strange that people, for years, have been walking past these rocks for many years, and haven’t noticed the bulk of them.
From the few people I’ve met around here, those who do go out into the desert do sometimes see them. The day before Thanksgiving I talked to a certain homeless man I’ve talked to many times before, and I showed him a pathetic example or two of what I was picking up, and he said, “Oooh so that’s what you’re looking for.” Now keep in mind he implied about 8 months earlier that he hated rocks, that he’d thrown out a bunch his girlfriend brought to him after she showed them to him, as in did it in front of her right after saying, “Look what I found,” as he put it. After seeing the rock he told me he’d found some and given them to his grand daughter, I think he said it was for her birthday. He then, I think then, told me he had no interest in rocks and never would. Yet a little while later while still talking to him, he said his uncle had found geodes in Arizona and that he had found some too to his surprise in the same place, and even cut some open. He even said he went to a rock show and bought one and put it on display and that he loved it. He said it looked like the Hoover Dam inside. So much for hating rocks. He also told me a little while later where I could find beautiful rocks in a lake and “rocks that change color” in a certain place I’m not going to mention. I wonder what he meant. Then as he started to walk to certain place to watch football for free, he started looking for geodes, and said to me with a smile, “Damn now you’ve got me looking” hah. That same day I went looking for a UV flashlight I lost near a pair of evil homeless guys. I asked if they had it but they said they didn’t, but I’m sure they are lying since it was large, and very ear to where they go to and from where they live, and I saw the worst of the two, not long after asking, do something strange I’d never seen him do before: walk far away in a direction he’d never walked to before, in back of his camping area, and then stop when he seemed to see that I saw him. There was no reason for him to stop since the only thing in his view would have been a bunch of bushes and tree, so I wondered if he had hid the flashlight somewhere in the back, maybe even throwing it into a large thornbush I’d discovered two days before in that area.
It’s ironic that these homeless people living out in the desert are almost always clean in appearance, with the exception of one, at least much cleaner than I look, as I’m always getting dust and dirt on me. Since the day before Thanksgiving there were six, unless the new one who used to live there four years ago, so he said, left. The new one, who was at least outwardly friendly mostly, told me where to find geodes some miles away, but it was a vague description that might require a year of searching. If I do search hopefully I wouldn’t be wasting time but finding other things of value.
Oh I forgot to mention, so after picking a certain spot this morning to gather the bulk of the fossil and sparkling rocks, I saw a shadow come towards me, and I thought it might be someone, or a dog, but when I lifted my head as I was putting rocks down, to my amazement it was a road runner! And it was looking at me as if it were like a pet parrot, it stayed for so long I had time to measure roughly how far it was from me – about four feet! And it went a quarter of a circle around me, and looked at me for a few seconds as I made sounds to it, and then it went away casually looking for ants to eat I guess (there’s nothing else big out here to eat other than lizards, which are almost always much larger than a road runner beak, at least from what I’ve found). It was truly an amazing experience. Thought I did feel a little insulted a few minutes later that it lost interest in me so quickly :(
I took me about an hour to write all this up if you’re wondering when the things I said happened today happened. Interesting, just after I typed that my Sony recorder which I was using as an mp3 player stopped playing due to low power, and didn’t even awkwardly cut into the song.
11:40 PM: I decided to look up on YouTube any vids of road runners coming up to people, and found one http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=&v=PPdklH6t7dI and that bird is making the same sound I heard the one making around me earlier. From the video I can see its been is about as big as those lizards (plateau lizards) I mentioned, so they obviously could eat them. I saw a video right before that one of a road runner supposedly killing what was a sparrow.
11/25/1:16 AM: Just learned some amazing facts about Road Runners here http://www.desertusa.com/road.html, with no pointless mentions of the adult fairy tale of evolution.
1:22 PM: I just got back from another rock collecting mission, and found what I estimate is another million dollars worth of rocks, and gathered them into a few spots. I suffered the usual hellish frustration of them repeatedly falling out of my arms and hands and damaging more precious putty stones as I tried to gather them into these places. To my delight I found some very beautiful ones, that weren’t just druzy, including one that was very similar to a white botryoidal rock I lost, and in a way this was better because it had flash on one side, but it overall was inferior, because the other one had more spheres and was more smooth looking and had a more pleasing overall shape. I found a gorgeous blue and white quartz rock, and took that one home, and, as usual, though I don’t find them often, two very well broken pieces of what seem to be flat rounded ovular rocks, that look like frosted glass, and are always in a candy medium red to pink to white orange range of coloration with a frosted glass kind of look. I wonder why those ones are always broken, at least the seam broken. it would highly weird if it turned out they form has half ovals naturally, what could cause a crystal growth to make such an unusual shape? For the first time I got sun blindness, and my shitty room light that came with the place isn’t helping, every time I’m in my room it’s as if I’m a little blind. I was out since about 6 (first doing a little grocery shopping), while it was still dark, because I wanted to see the fluorescence of the rocks I left behind yesterday which I was too exhausted to bring back that day. There about
eight sixteen twelve fluorescent green quartz rocks which I pocketed and brought back before going back out. After eating some chocolate icecream and chocolate bars and bananas together and drinking some condensed pineapple juice that I mixed with purified water I went out again. I didn’t go back to collect the rocks I had recently left behind though, instead I decided to explore further out into an area I hadn’t well explored yet. I was out for a total about about 7 hours and 30 minutes, giving me a good six ours of UV light in my eyes. The damage would have been much worse had I faced the sun nonstop and looked ahead and had no long had, but I did the opposite of all those things, and looked down at least half the time. I better take some nutrients and vitamins to repair the damage now.
11/26/2012. 5:16 P.M.: I went out at about 6 AM, and collected some rocks I gathered, and then explored more, and found thousands of dollars worth of rocks, including two worth over $5000, and one is apart of a cliff. They are museum sized pieces so I wasn’t able to bring them back. I gathered many rocks in various spots in preparation for retrieval later on. At about 1:30, I believe I found what was as close to star in the form of a rock as I’ll get, the kind that I said would make a person unable to deny there was a God, and though not huge, it was a good dragon ball z size, and sparkled greatly all over in general. It wasn’t very spherical, but was very roughly round and somewhat smaller than the size of my palm. It didn’t have any amazing color, but that didn’t matter since the flashing druzy blended well with the pinkish light brown color of it and is what mainly was what stood out. I’ve seen similar rocks, but this was the most spherical and one most covered in druzy, or whatever it was that was sparkling or flashing. The many grocery bags I used to make sure the rocks wouldn’t brake out failed, so I was barely able to bring back any of what I bagged, and had to make a few trips getting more bags before I could bring in much of what I gathered. I decided to leave the easily damaged banded rocks I gathered behind, since I didn’t want to risk damaging them, but rather took the ones that were harder and more resistant to damage, the ones that I suppose are agates, quartz jasper. I did collect many putty stones though, with about all of them getting damaged as usual.
I hope to replicate whatever these various puttystone types are made of so that I can make various things, like walls, floors, automated spinning doors, or art pieces, or giant sized putty stones. But it wouldn’t be practical without finding some chemical to make them scratch resistant. I hope to replicate the fluorescence some of them have too.
A stupid dad on Facebook got into my friends’ business and cut her off from me with a childish threat, an obvious Christian-hater. I knew her well enough to know she would hate her dad for that, so it will no doubt backfire. No mature adult wants their parent invading their privacy. That will only get you hate and your child will see you as a cold, callous and arrogant control monger. Keep it up, and you’ll never repair the damage, like the scratches on a puttystone.
11/27/2012 2:14 PM: Someone stole my bike at around 12:30, I only left it out for about 20 minutes, but minutes later found thousands of dollars worth of rocks again, and this morning brought in thousands worth, and I have a decent spare bike, with great grips and is more comfortable than the one that got stolen, which is kinda of odd since it’s clearly a $70-$154 bike, and doesn’t even have suspension, so how mad could I get? And not long after the expensive one was stolen, I found out one of my neighbors was friendlier than I thought, so, again, can’t be very angry, at least not yet. I also found a strange yellow rock with red stripes on it, it looked like quartz but had a very segmented body. Wearing yellow glasses made it look dirty mustard yellow, but without them it had a dull light brown appearance if I remember right (I had a huge amount of rocks and it’s not convenient looking through them after bringing them back, and it causes dust to get into the air to look, plus my lighting is ugly and poor anyways so no point looking to give you a precise color).
11/28/2012: I finally got the SSA to stop withholding money from me, sort of, they are shorting me about $1206 in pay, so that I’m only getting $2094. “What a rip off” hah. Better than nothing back though, I’m not gonna argue and stir up the beehive and end up getting no honey at all. At least the monthly amount will be back to normal. I saw a beautiful woman at the local SSA. She had big beautiful sky blue eyes. The day before I saw three other beautiful women in the same general area, a tormenting experience. I found more beautiful druzy rocks today, some I found surprised me because I didn’t expect them to be where they were, where there were hardly and stones, just dirt and pebbles. And one rock I found this morning looked like a piece of the sun, it didn’t sparkle, it reflected as if it were sparkling. It was incredible looking. I would show pics, but my fingers are in pain from having hammered away using rocks to get others loose, and to see what was inside others. The road runner came back, and gave me a big eyed look when I made sounds at it, and after a few seconds ignored me again. And a baby dragonfly came right up to my right arm but I couldn’t keep track of it. I haven’t seen any scorpions or lizards for about two weeks. The last one I had died, and the previous two I let go so they wouldn’t die. The skink got loose weeks ago and I haven’t seen it since. I still have three scorpions last time I checked, and the two large survivors no longer react wildly when I pick them up. They will calmly stay on me if I put them on me.
4:59 P.M.: A few minutes ago I opened a package from China, turned out to be a green quartz crystal cluster I bid on, which cost me about $45. It turned out to be fairy quartz, aka cactus. It had a little damage, poor flash, no druzy type sparkle, and I wasn’t impressed. It’s an interesting specimen at least, and hand sized, so, I’m okay with it. I think I would have been happier with fairy citrine or transparent quartz though.
11/29/2012 10:52 P.M.: Someone sent me a giant fossilized-looking pill bug or trilobite looking-thing (the joined top picture’s in this post), gray in color, in a little cotton ball. I think it was a gift with a ebay purchase, but don’t know who sent it and why it was poorly packaged in a cotton ball. I found it about a week and a half ago on my floor. Maybe the seller forgot he put it in the ball and used it as packaging stuffing without realizing it.
3:02 PM: Thanks be to God I brought back thousands, possibly a million dollars worth of rocks back, it feels like the left half my face is a little asleep though. I didn’t sleep well this morning. Rock hounding and collecting is back breaking Hellish work without a car and partners. None of the teens or older people nearby care that I could be raking in millions, they just walk by, except for Grant, Jack and Leonard, who are too worn out for such work. I took me from about 6:10 AM and three trips to bring back various rocks. I found a few amazing fluorescent ones that fluoresced an amazing green color, and I found out this one huge million dollar rock I’d seen before under UV also fluoresced the same kind of green in various places using a special fluorescence revealing technique. I also found at least one one of a kind rock about thirty minutes ago, it looked like a putty stone that had sheets of transparent but dull calcite form over it. It’s structure is hard to describe. And as usual, I damaged a precious sparkling puttystone – it was on my lap when a rock fell out of my hand right onto it, I yelled an angry bad word when that happened. If I had a partner none of the puttystones I have might have even been damaged. Sad that so many kids and teens could help but instead choose to be idle.
12-04-2012, 7:47 AM: I wonder what the desert I collect in would look like from before I collected to 11 months later. I sapped the color out of it, I think it would have made for an interesting picture. Maybe Google’s map of the area will show a crude color change.
12-06-2012, 8:41 PM: I just got back from rock hunting, and of course met yet another jerk just before getting home. But before that, while r. hunting, almost slid off deadly parts of two cliffs twice. I wasn’t very scared, I suppose I sensed God wasn’t done with me here yet. I now know where not to explore though, or rather, how not to do it. While hunting around much farther out than usual, I discovered some incredible rocks, just like the kind of I’ve been finding, though one was unique. But when I saw how much farther out I was still finding this dazzling and beautiful things, I fully realized something incredibly tragic about this area, that being that this poverty stricken city, growing poorer, that it was most likely covered in over one billion dollars with of rocks, and the people who constructed here, and who still are, are destroying millions worth of natural jewelry, because they don’t have the common sense to look down carefully at the ground they are building on or making roads or paths on. It’s much more horrifying to know that over the past hundred years, these incredible one of a kind rocks have been possibly lost or destroyed forever, than me having two brushes with death (about the 15th time now I think). Even worse, where this one very long path has been made, which probably swept away or buried millions dollars worth of rocks, the sides of the road appear to have been covered in some sort of brown dirt, and by doing so obscuring more of these beautiful rocks. I would like to tell the property owners and city that they are ruining their own income, but if I do, I am sure the place will be covered in rock hounds, and then I will lose money.
12-10-2012: Since the 6th, God has swamped me with more beautiful druzy rocks. The beauty is amazing me again. Apparently on some days, obviously, I won’t be finding the very good stuff always, so I guess that is why I wasn’t that impressed after a while. But once again, today I found a few very beautiful ones. I’m barely finding any fluorescent green quartz anymore, or whatever it is. I found a fairly big chunk of it today, but it was a little damaged from being stepped on while another rock or rocks were on it apparently and seemed to have damaged the druzy there. The druzy on it was poor anyways. I have a lot of non-fluorescent quartz pieces now and plan to tumble them, including the ones that have poor fluorescence and to have some faceted or polished to a specific shape. I may also reuse some for a little zoo that has algae growing under the quartz.
I was planning on going very far out into the desert to a place I’d never explored before, but I was compelled to search a usual area, which is where I found mostly the amazing pieces I did today.
All my scorpions have died, except possible for one large one, which escape while I was warming it with my laptop fan.
12-15-2012 (about 4 P.M.): Just got back from the desert a few minutes ago. I think I was out there for about five hours, only briefly did I come back inside. I found so many beautiful and interesting rocks that I just gathered them into four spots and only took back a few that were of the most interest to me, that being ones that sparkled greatly and the largest that might fluoresce. I found about three beautiful botryoidal rocks. I’m amazed at my next door neighbor. Last night I could here him clearly saying foul things to a little kid, perhaps his brother and to my amazement, his fiance was with him, but I didn’t hear her say but a few quiet unintelligible words. Meanwhile he was loud and banging on things as usual. I wonder when she’ll become wise that he’s not mentally well and finally leave him. She’s a marine I think, or in the army, and he is an airforce squadron leader. They get into little to big arguments seemingly often.
12-16-2012, 3:31 PM: Just got back from the desert, I was out since about 9:45 AM. I had fallen asleep at around 2 AM, I think. I woke up without being well rested. I found many beautiful rocks again, and many were amazing. While walking back, to my amazement, I found one of the most beautiful of them, probably one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen in all my life. I found two small bullet shells and one long one while looking for rocks. The two small ones were close to each other, and the long one was on the mesa above them. It scared me a little to know people had shot bullets out in the desert. I found a golf ball too, I hadn’t found one for about two months I think, which is unusual since I used to find them every other day it seemed before that. It was nearly covered entirely in dirt, buried, and was pristine. I found two rocks, unrelated to each other, which had both broken into many pieces in two different areas, one on top of the mesa and one below. I could tell that they had broken at least decades, maybe even over a hundred years ago, because they were smoothed out when I found them, rather than having fresh sharp breaks. I tried to fit the pink one together, but only two pieces fit. I wonder if there were other pieces I didn’t find. I found it worth mentioning because besides having found both in one day, it was only one of about three or four I’d found after almost a year of searching what must be hundreds of millions of rocks. Yesterday night I found a cup of sparkling rocks that I forgot about for over a month (in part because of police who had harassed me severely and thrown away thousands of dollars worth of rocks I collected) and during the day found a bag with rocks on and about it, and a pretty mushroom I found that I’d also forgotten about. And today I found two or three other small spots where I’d forgotten about some beautiful rocks I’d gathered together. I made one gathering near the bag of rocks yesterday, and another huge gathering yesterday and put even more there today, and today made two more spots where I gathered together beautiful rocks. There are about 20 spots now at least where I’ve gathered such rocks. I don’t just bag them all because some of them are easily scratched and that would devalue them and I run out of toilet paper to wrap them in fast. I also don’t even want the hard micro crystals scratching against each other so I avoid just bagging them all together unless they are simply smooth and not covered in any druzy crystals. And when I was about done gathering rocks today I found two mushrooms of the same type that I’d never seen before, they were two white small dwarfish looking mushrooms, not tiny, not large, but medium sized. They were the most beautiful I’ve seen in the desert out of about three or four other types I’ve found. Since they were so beautiful and rare, and because I’d accidentally pierced the top of the larger one, and since the soil was moist, I blew the spores about in various locations hoping that more would grow. I also found beautiful areas of moss. I knew about one spot before but it was especially beautiful after it rained. I tried to pick up one large spot of moss but it started to break so I stopped and decided to get it later on when I didn’t have my hands full with rocks and wasn’t in a rock collecting mood. I also planted a long rare cacti out in the desert two days ago, since it seemed to big for me to care for. I rained the day after, which I didn’t expect, so that saved me the trouble of having to water it. Oh and I got this game called Vyruz yesterday. It’s great, unfortunately it’s very buggy and the vehicle that you use in the game gets stuck in place sometimes or it will get stuck on a particular weapon. The second and third levels are also too hard and confusing and the map function drains money fast, which is ridiculous. I can’t get past level three. It’s now 3:50 P.M.
3:58: Ooops, forgot to mention that for the past two days I’ve been trying to help a homeless woman who lives in the desert, but as I thought, she’s an atheist and hates everyone. I gave her a grill I found around the beginning of the year, the one I posted photos on here months ago. I tried to repair it since it was bent somewhat bad on both ends and managed to get it looking better. She doesn’t have a job and doesn’t want one to my amazement, and hates being told to get one (I didn’t tell her to get one). She also said she’d studied religion for 40 years, though she doesn’t look older than 38. She seemed to be lying from the look on her face and tone of her voice. She believes the end of the world is when the Mayan calendar ends, and also because supposedly, the Hindu one and some others end on the same date. I showed her some of the rocks I collected, and she was very amazed at what I showed her.
12-19-2012, 5:37 PM: I was really not expecting this but today when I went out at about 10:30 AM I think, in 20 mph winds that didn’t let up till the sun started to go down (and yes I was cold and miserable since I don’t have the money for good winter clothing and my winter pants were literally falling apart as I was working to the point where I looked more homeless than a homeless person around here), oh so I was saying, I was really not expecting this: I found a huge amount of sparkling rocks over the past two days and today found big sparklers and one made me laugh for a little while and become very happy. I found so many that I am overwhelmed into exhaustion so that I only walk home with less than a bags worth of what I consider the best or most interesting as far as I can tell and remember (there’s a huge amount to look through). I also mined a certain spot to see if I could get out some big pieces of banded calcite, if that’s what it was, and got some good pieces out, but due to lack of money had to smash some rocks it was on to get them out, which damaged them and made them smaller then if I had had a water truck to hose the mud away. A road runner visited me again, and some minutes later, when I was below a cliff and looked up towards a certain tree, one of the only ones, I saw it standing near the edge staring forward, and I made some sounds to get its attention and then it went away. I’m truly amazed that sparkling rocks of various kinds keep showing up in the same places and every one or two steps sometimes. When I walking back home, after about five nonstop hours of work, I even noticed one large rock that I was amazed I hadn’t seen before and which appeared to be of the sparkling type. But since the sun wasn’t shining on the ground anymore I had to wait till I got back, and in the dim light of my kitchen stove light I could see it sparkling. I don’t understand how I could have missed it since I’ve walked that area many times and there was no where for it to hide since it was just about on some plain gravel that had been dumped in the desert, smallish gravel. There was a recent rain, but it was very little, and there was no reason that it would have had dust caked on it and didn’t appear to have any dirt stains on it as if it had been recently washed off and the stain revealed as a result. What I mean is that when dirt is on a rock long enough, at least certain types, it leaves a residue like when soap dries on glass and leaves a film that is very hard to wash away sometimes. I can’t find my UV light, haven’t been able to since yesterday, so I can’t see if any of the opaque quartz I brought back fluoresces. I always bring large quartz pieces back after I find them, because I love that some fluoresce bright green or some pretty shade of green from within, like kryptonite.
12-31-2012. 11:52 AM – I finally won Vyruz about three minutes ago. It’s a very obscure fun, yet very frustrating shootem-um game. It had many bugs but not enough to make the game unfun. It had a funny ending.
4:56 PM – I finally went exploring during the day a part of the desert I thought I hadn’t been to before, but turns out I had many months ago, at night. It was worth it, I found awesome rocks including a big one of the sort I thought there was a slim chance of me ever finding again, but amazingly it was just lying on a rock, as if someone had placed it there. I’m sure it was since it stood out from the rest. But why they didn’t take it, that to me is a mystery. I’m guessing it was perhaps a new ager or kind person who wanted others to enjoy it and perhaps didn’t think any good would come of taking it themselves. Perhaps they didn’t have the stamina to become a regular rock collector to be able to turn their collection into a museum display, so left it there for someone else to do. I was praying as usual to find great rocks and I did. I sometimes wonder if it’s angels or an an angel leaving the rocks I find where they are because they many times are placed in such a way as if they were meant to be found. I met a guy on the trail while going to that part of the desert who knew some things about the area and informed me a little about what it used to be like over a decade ago and he confirmed some of what I thought, like why houses weren’t built there (the soil is too soft) and he knew that fossils were around too. Later I met three young boys, not even teens yet who were exploring the area on the trail with their bikes. One talked to me first asking what I was doing and I explained. I think the same one said my bike was cool. I asked if they bullied anyone and they quickly said “no”. I slipped that in because of all the bullying these days and was hoping to discourage them from ever doing it. After a little more words they wished me a happy new year and I them and I biked away back home with my treasure.
01-02-2012, 3 PM – I found my biggest chunk of green-fluorescing quartz ever a few hours ago and once again, hiding in almost plain sight. The fluorescence isn’t impressive to me though, because it’s a little above decent, nothing like the intense glow of others I have that are much smaller. So, I must say, I still have not found anything I can call “Kryptonite”. About an hour ago I found, while gathering some putty stones and other various stones by a rock, I noticed when about to go back home for bags to put them in, a large rock sparkling next to them, when I picked it up and shined it in the sun I was taken aback because to my amazement it had wonderful sparkle, and yet I hadn’t noticed it despite having been repeatedly at that spot and going by it a great many times this year. It was clean and just sitting on the ground. That is what I mean about it seeming like an angel is just putting stones and rocks around for me to find.
01-11-2012, 11 PM – I’ve still been finding nice rocks, but much much less, with the exception of banded yellow calcite, however I can’t seen much more in this one vein I hit and another one I found, which seems to be some sort of calcite, requires a huge amount of water to dissolve the complicated mess of dirt encasing the rest of it, and which also seems firmly attached to large boulders which I can’t remove without destroying the calcite with it. And the yellow vein I mentioned which only seems to have one last large chunk is firmly attached to the side of some very hard and very thick limestone, which is also easily damaged by vibrations, and I don’t want to risk damaging it further. I’d rather wait till I can afford a $15,000 rock saw.
I’ve been thinking about farming out in the desert, I found a certain type of grape that can grow in desert conditions. It would take a lot of work though to remove the garbage that idiots have dropped onto the dirt, large amounts of waste rubble, broken glass bottles and fibers.
I had a pretty bad German roach problem for the past two months, but I was so persistent in clearing and killing every one I saw (with the exception of a few, to see if this skink I found would eat them), that there appears to be only a tiny amount left, and they seem to be moving slow due to having nothing left to eat. I’ve barely seen any today, which is not the usual situation. I made a little campsite under a tree out of curiosity to see if any good rocks were under the debris, there were only about two or three and two or three nearby I discovered today, and one was very white and sparkled a little and isolated from the rest of the rocks and against the dark background of the natural dark compost from the debris of the tree it was next to, so I found it odd I hadn’t noticed it while working that spot for about five hours nearly non-stop yesterday.
The campsite I made. I managed to mostly flatten it out when I kept working into the night. I didn’t work on it today, my muscles were in too much pain.
The skink I caught (and some weird little bug I usually find around pine trees, as I did with this one, the skink wouldn’t eat it).
01-15-2013, 8:50 AM: Two days ago while rock hunting again, in a place I thought there would be next to nothing left, I found a bag full, a in enough to fill up a grocery bag, and I jut discovered a few minutes ago, that a remarkable looking one with a cavity of dirty sparkling druzy, SPARKLES IN VERY LOW LIGHT! I’ve seen one or a few sparkling rocks barely sparkle as the sun was about down, but there was no sun where this was spakrling, but in a hamper covering the light over head with only a little light coming in from one side (the hamper was on its side). It’s also a very unique looking rock, not common at all. I found many druzy rocks that day, and one was excellent with fine white druzy on botryoidal structures, or what I what some call “bubbly” rocks.
And yesterday night I finally got my skink to eat a little piece or raspberry while it was on my knee, only thing is that by the time I looked to see if it had eaten it, it already had :( I didn’t even get it on video sigh. I least I know it’s a kind that will eat fruit. I tried everything to get it to eat it short of forcing it’s mouth open, which I avoided since it was clearly a fragile creature, too small to try that on without risking big damage to its muscles or mouth structure and didn’t want to stress it out bad. I already have a few lizards that died after me trying to force feed them when they seemed to stressed out to eat. I wish I had the knowledge, money and equipment to breed hybrid skinks, they are such interesting and fun creatures to play with and watch.
One of the few evil neighbors I know of that lives near me has been bullying me and harassing me lately. God will pay that narcissist idiot back I’m sure.
I’m interested in anyone who while looking around in some spot in Yellowstone National Forest has found any of the following:
geodes, crystals, banded agate, bubbly-looking rocks (aka botryoidal), pieces of quartz, sparkling rocks (druzy/drusy) but which are not geodes (geodes meaning rocks that contain crystals or agate on the inside and most be broken or cut to expose the material inside), very large unnamed boulders in the middle of no where (meaning far away from most other large rocks and the spot in which you found them not having but a few boulders), strong>arrowheads, petrified wood, especially drusy petrified wood, dinosaur or plant fossils, amber, groups of old bottles (including ones from 1980 and before). Don’t waste my time with comments about such and such being illegal.
I’m also interested in stories of undocumented caves, sinkholes, springs, sightings of unknown insects, including flies, bees and wasps. I’m also interested in strange plant finds, including mushrooms and anything that looked like grape leaves, but were very rough feeling and twisty (a weed I think it is). I’m also interested in any unusual animal sightings like strange snakes, giant snakes, dinosaurs (including dragons) and giant birds. And if you found any giant human skulls or saw a giant, or a “little person” other than a modern day dwarf, I’d also like to know. I’m not interested in UFO sightings because those are common and happen anywhere, unless you had something put in you by whoever was inside, and have proof of it, and no I don’t want to hear a story that you have proof, I want to see it.
Remember to give the specific location of your find, and if you can get a picture, try. If you want something for what you know, then make an offer, I’m willing to trade very valuable information of my own, if you have video to back up your claim. If you only have witnesses testimony, they must have some sort of social networking account, must appear to be decent people at least, otherwise I’ll think you might be using different emails, or getting some friends to lie for you.
[6:55 PM: Note: I blamed the post office yesterday for me badly injuring a finger, it may only be partially their fault]. So, yesterday, as I mentioned on twitter, I found a sinkhole. I kept digging into it hoping to break into a spring or find beautiful minerals inside. The rain eventually stopped, which was a good thing, because I was being stubborn and not washing out dirt that got into my eyes like I should have. While in the pool I discovered a pretty large green bodied orange-brown headed centipede under a nearby rock outside the pool. Not sure why I lifted it up. And I also found two pill bugs, which seem to me to live in the desert, since they had a unique powder pink blue appearance unlike the kinds that live in areas where it rains much more often. I could feel what I figured is salt crystal under the hole, or whatever it is, but those things usually are too hard to remove without first breaking them apart, which when wet, takes a lot of strength. I could only take a few small chunks out that seemed to have formed that way, and there was just too much mud, and me in too much pain from shredded cuticles and sand in my eyes and too exhausted to wash them off. Then, being stubborn still, foolish, I went wandering again looking for more rocks, and did find some more. Then I met a close acquaintance, a hermaphrodite (who claims her parents removed her male part) Katie, whose cigarette smoke I smelled far away, and thinking it might be from some homeless people nearby at first. But then I saw her by the edge of a cliff, and she wanted me to look at a coyote down below, and hoped to find some coyote pups. She begged me to go with her though I told her about the sand in my eyes. I saw she had a beautiful necklace on and she told me her grandmother gave it to her. It was some sort of carved mineral, of colors I wish I could find but haven’t yet. I’ve never seen anything that looked like it actually. I noticed where she was standing was a beautiful green rock embedded in the cliff, though not like the one on her neck. It was visible because of the rain, and I knew that if it dried out I might never see it again (and indeed even today can’t find it, though I plan on getting a jug of water to see if I can cause it to stand out again and then smash it out).
I decided to go with her, and to my amazement, and as I had thought would happen due to the rain, found many beautiful rocks below and on the sides of the cliff, however there were so many and many of them larger than my first, that I had to put them all down and put them in piles and still even this morning haven’t gotten to them yet. I even have a bag of rocks from yesterday that I gathered before it rained and just at the beginning that is still out on one part of the cliff. And she even found some herself. One of the rocks was particular striking, a larger than fist sized nearly rectangular chunk of layered rock, which I think was agate. There was one by it that was stuck in the ground and I didn’t bring my shovel with me, so I had to leave it. We went down below again (we first had gone down then up again on another part of the cliff looking into the bottom of another part of the cliff where plants were thick) and into the plants. I warned her that it was dangerous because of the thorns (I had been down there a few times before) but she went anyways and to my amazement saw there was beautiful moss in various places mixed with beautiful lichens, at least beautiful because of the rain having washed and soaked them. And for the first time noticed a huge beautiful boulder somewhat in the middle, which would make a nice place to sit and take a picture. I tried to take a chunk of moss and other stuff with it with me but it broke apart as I was showing it to her.
We didn’t find any coyotes, but it was fun, and the pain in my eyes wasn’t so bad UNTIL I WENT HOME AND WASHED THEM OUT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! That always hurts so bad and I don’t know why. It feels like my eyes on the bottom are drying out and dry rough sand rubbing against my eye balls and the inside of my eye lids. Ugh it burns SO BAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My left eye, which had it worse, was still in pain a little even this morning, enough to make me hate life. Katie said she’d be out at 8, but my back was in too much pain and I was too tired and so on. But then at around 6 in the morning, not sure, I went out again, found more beautiful rocks and then noticed a certain type of mineral sticking out from above the surface, and it delighting my eyes I dug it out. I kept digging more of that type out until I discovered that below was a fissure, and it smelled bad and a wave of heat came out of it and was still venting heat for a few minutes more even though it had been open for a while. I eventually managed to dig out enough dirt, and break enough rock out from it that I saw the fissure went deep underground and UNDER the hard salt and hard mud-like rock crust that is below the sand and rocks above. While digging and not yet seeing that the fissure was going apparently FAR under the salt, an amazing thing happened (besides continually finding beautiful salt-chunk formations, some of which sparkled beautifully, especially one chunk that had formed a crust around a small rock which I removed off the rock and which looked like sparkling rootbeer on some parts): s large road runner walked near to me, higher up on the cliff, no more than six feet away from me, and stood there, observing me as I dog. My head was well above the hole, so it was strange that it did that, and wasn’t afraid. I even slowed down a little and made some bird-like sounds and it sort of tilted its head, and its left eye dialated wide, and then it went on its way, not even afraid and going in short bursts of walking. If only I had had a camcorder with me. It was a beautiful sight. About 30 mins after that is when I finally was able to see the fissure went every deep. I then got out, surrounded by too many beautiful salt rocks to take home (only took a few samples of various rocks to see how they would look under black light, and need to charge my batteries still as they died out during the digging). I then wandered again for a few minutes, finding more beautiful rocks, and observe the sink hole again. I saw some black ants in it and walking on the sides of the inside of it. I don’t know why it interested them. It seems as desert ants they wouldn’t want to get wet, like scorpions and camel spiders don’t want to, but they didn’t mind. They were even out in the rain, acting like idiots and walking on the mud perimeter of the pool I had made.
After observing the sinkhole again (or whatever it is) I then finally made it back home, dirty and miserable as usual.
Wow I ended that last sentence at about 11:22 AM, I had to sleep, and finally got back to this at 5:22 PM.
If I had something else to say, I’ve forgotten. Praise God for the fun, he made all my great experiences possible, and may God bless Ellena the super beauty.
11:43 AM Sept. 13, 2012:
No thanks to the stupid USPS I punctured my left finger badly with my chisel USING A SLEDGE HAMMER. If those stupid morons had gotten my thorn proof gloves to me and not falsely claimed they were delivered that never would have happened most likely. How will they pay me back for such an injury? Untrustworthy government morons! Ugh! But despite that, I made a major clean up of the top front of a cliff. Removing huge amounts of rock and debris and beautifying it. Of course the richies living across from me who see that often won’t pay me for improving their view, right? Regardless, I found thousands of dollars or minerals and recovered at least a hundred $’s worth. I had to leave some behind because there was too much, I had sand in my left eye again, was dehydrated, exhausted from using mainly one arm and one piece was huge, worth about $900 in my opinion due to its beauty, size, rarity and risking my face to get it. An interesting thing happened while cleaning up and finding rocks near that fissure: the same road runner seemed to have returned, and climbed up the cliff all the way to the top of the mesa, and it was about 8 feet away, but didn’t seem interested in me this time. I climbed up to observe it and it was apparently looking for food, and I got a decent look at it from about 12 feet away, and saw red near its eye, as if it were injured, but not sure if that was feather coloration. It had no interest in me this time. Some little birds also flew into a tree to observe me for a while as I sat for a while after clearing out a lot of debris. I also saw a cotton tail at the bottom to the right of the cliff, apparently looking for food, and not concerned about me, till I lost sight of it and tried to throw rocks near it to see where it went, at which point it ran a short distance and hid. I think I found something like a wolf spider too. I put it in a bottle in the shade. I saw two other types of uninteresting spiders. No pill bugs seen this time despite me clearing out a lot of moist brown dirt with a few tiny plants growing around. Strangely, I saw no humming birds, and haven’t for at least a week. It’s odd since usually I see them in the areas where there are many thorny trees, and there were many below.
Time to rest and eat.
6:57 PM: Angry and disgusted: I went to the apartment office again to see if the gloves would be found, this time it was a different sales girl. She found the package in about 9 seconds, as opposed to the other two. Of the two one was new, so I am not mad at her, but the other said she double checked and then locked me out. I also didn’t find any slip in my mailbox, though didn’t look under the junk ads I left inside, so, not sure, and don’t have my mailbox key so it’s inconvenient to try and check. But wow, a punctured finger over two girls double checking supposedly and when that box of heavy duty gloves had been there for at least five days now and they surely would have seen it before while looking for the mail of others. I better get $100 off otherwise it’s negative review time, and an overdue one. I did find more rocks though in the past 25 mins, one was very good, so, I’m not as mad as I otherwise would have been had I not found them, and I still have about 10 spots where I gathered many of them to collect. One of my neighbors said that they wouldn’t give me any discount off my rent for this cuz I could have just waited till I got the gloves, however, I did wait, and it was there for five days and they “double checked”. And it’s ridiculous that I should have to put off my work for days for their error, as ridiculous as me asking them to cease their work over some mistake of mine and not paying them back when they lose money or are injured because of my lack of concern causing a bad mistake. 7:13 PM: Forgot to mention Amazon gave me a refund because I said the item was never delivered, that makes a fool of me and Amazon. Those two girls dishonored the postal service too, even if their mail man didn’t leave the slip. Oh yeah, there is a sweet fat old dog named Charlie who goes out into the desert to greet me all the time he goes out. He’s very loving, makes me feel good, but sad at the same time being that I know of no one that loving to me. But it also at the same time makes me feel sad, knowing that there are dogs that are better than most humans, many animals that are, it’s a very, very sad thing. Shouldn’t it be that the more intelligent should be the most loving? It’s true what the Bible says: the more you learn the more arrogant you become.
I sometimes, while out in the desert, think about how stupid the homeless are who live out there. They get drunk and spend their time being bitter and angry, living off food stamps (and much better than me since it’s a struggle for me to cook in a rock and dust filled apartment. And though seeing me over 9 months gathering rock after rock, rather than having the wisdom to join it, remain the same and they live right next to these rocks unlike my neighbors. And how stupid of my neighbors to see the same thing, and never to bring me water, except old John, not native born to America, who did so once and gave me some candy a few times, and never to befriend me so they don’t feel guilty joining in, and Katie who got me drunk.
The best things in my life: Christ, Danica, Charlie and rocks. No offense to everyone else.
I left at around 1 AM because Coast to Coast AM was stupid again and God gave me way more treasures than I expected to find this morning, but still no UFO. First I picked up an interesting fluorescent rock not long after, then almost right away found a large scorpion like I had hoped. It was aggressive unlike the first one I found. Then I started digging, and didn’t find much of interest, but mostly pretty, but pathetic stuff, and lost some long tweezers around that spot, which I had brought along to pick up scorpions. At least I got a big one with it, and still had a small tweezer to use for a while, which later during my hunt I either lost or put in my backpack. Then I started finding small scorpions, and then very beautiful fluorescent rocks in a spot I thought would be mostly empty, though which had a large amount of beautiful sparkling rocks. At some pointed, when I got on the ground to look at rocks, I’m not sure, some thing was buzzing my flashlight, both with the UV and normal light on, and I figured it was a fly attracted to my sweat and the light, some annoying fly, but then saw it land a few inches in front of me between some rocks, and on it’s side, as if injured. I saw it was one of those fly’s that looks like a bumble been, though it seemed greenish. I put it in my empty water bottle and it put up a good struggle forcing me to struggle a little get it through the small opening. Then I started heading back, and caught about three or four more little scorpions, and about two or three more nice rocks, and immediately went to type this all up. I even still have a bunch of rocks in my shirt pocket. It took me about seven minutes to write all this up. I will try to add pictures later of some of the things I found, especially that mushroom. Whoever heard of a desert mushroom?
Update, 4:44 AM: Desert Mushrooms: http://tolweb.org/treehouses/?treehouse_id=4535 It’s still strange that I found this mushroom among rocks and beige, very poor soil; not nutrient rich soil like is shown on that website.
It’s now 7:57 AM, and I just finished making a gallery of the things I found. Not all the rocks are shown, because I was exhausted, my UV flashlight was running low on energy, and my hands kept shaking from exhaustion, and I was standing on my office chair to take pics of the rocks that I had put high on a shelf (which is actually a bed board) and so did not want to do that long. The camera I used is one of the best sold (I finally got a good one for macro), so all but about three or four of the many pictures are excellent. And about thirty minutes ago I turned an annoying and large box into a scorpion home. It took me about 15 minutes to make. I lined it with wax paper so they wouldn’t crawl up the box. I moved the large one into a plastic container so that it wouldn’t eat the smaller ones and so I could look at it without being distracted by the common small ones.
August 12, 2012: In the early morning, around 3:50 AM, I found an even bigger scorpion than the one shown in that picture, and unlike the one in that picture, this one had very thick prominent tufts of hairs near the middle of it’s arms, which makes me wonder if merely being large and having hairs on the scorpion isn’t enough for it to quality as a Desert Hairy Scorpion. And the bark scorpions also have hair. And about bark scorpions, their name is not appropriate, I’ve decided to refer to them as Rock Scorpions, as it’s a myth I’ve found that they stay under logs or branches and climb trees. Merely because they can climb trees well wouldn’t logically make it appropriate to then imply they are tree or bush dwellers. For about a month now I’ve been scorpion hunting, and have rarely found a bark scorpion near a bush, and if I have, it would be near the outer perimeter, and only once or twice a little further in, but not more than once did I have to dig one out from under debris. Rather, they are mostly among rocks, and less on dusty dirt. They seem to avoid moist dirt, and seem to hate getting wet. I’ve also never found them near a tree. So, I advice using the term Rock Scorpion. It also seems to be a myth that they are all aggressive. They seem to have different personalities. Some have to be much touched and hard in order to provoke an attack and even then may still just lie flat with their tail half curled to the side, and move first rather than fight or take on a scare-position (lifting up high on their legs and arching their tail and rear high to appear to be bigger than they are and frightening obviously), and others have to be provoked moderately. I’ve never encountered one that even came close to immediately stinging unless pressure was applied directly on top of their back or head so that they couldn’t move, and who wouldn’t get angry and attack over that being done to them? And concerning ants: it’s a myth that ants don’t work at night. After having read that myth last year or longer before that, I knew it was wrong because I’d seen plenty of ants wandering at night, and early this morning, saw a huge amount of them going in and out of a next, huge amount in comparison to my almost entirely usual sightings of them, which have just been them wandering usually, or doing their usual plant fiber gathering activities in a line of ants, though till now, not having seen their nest, except maybe months ago much farther away.
Back to bark scorpions: I know virtual a cure for their sting, and perhaps any scorpion sting. But if you want to know how, click the donate button to the right.
I discovered something strange and rare today today, and it was a first for me: I found botryoidal crystal layers of rock (or minerals?) on the inside of crumbling cement-like rock. What was so strange was their size, their good quality, and the most odd thing of all, was that they were right up against each other nearly, as in the half-spherical minerals were facing each other on the inside of the rock, unlike in a geode, in which there’s usually a large space in the center or cutting across the inside of the geode. In other words there was little space for these crystals to form. Perhaps, because this cement stuff crumbled so easily, it meant that it was porous enough so that air, required for the crystals to form, was easily able to get into the rock unlike a hard non-porous stone, and so the crystals were easily able to form even though there was no large air pockets anywhere. Most of the rock didn’t have these structures inside from what I saw, but only, and logically, the part that was closest to the surface. The farther I I got into the rock, which was at first by pulling the slabs out of the rock, the less there was of that good material, till I got to the bulk of it, which crumbled very easily at the bottom, or which broke easily against a few hammer blows past the good parts I pulled off. I don’t know yet if any of it sparkled, because I wasn’t in the sunlight, thanks to God, and haven’t shined my flashlight on the pieces yet I think, though I may have, but only under UV light, which doesn’t show sparkle as well as the usual visual spectrum. I said, “I think,” because I found so much good and similar material today, that I brought home much, and still being poor, and lacking the money I need to document my finds well, mix things up together and am not having to pile large good rocks on each other, so that it’s very hard or impossible to tell what came from what, and what was next to what when found.
If anyone would like to donate or invest in my research you may contact me via my email in the contact link to arrange for the donation. Or, if you would like to buy some of the rocks I have, contact me through that email too. In the past few weeks, most or many of my finds has been botryoidal minerals and what seems to be amorphous or concave salt like structures, which much of all three being phosphorescent or fluorescent. The salt crystals sometimes phosphoresce beautifully, so that there is a fuzzy white glow under UV light, which nearly mesmerizes me. There is a sad thing to all this though, that damage often occurs to my attempts to free up rocks and minerals, because of the bad damage to my right arm, which hasn’t healed much or well over three months now, and because of poor packing material, or not enough, and poor and miserable transport methods, and the worst: rocks end up being lost due to lack of a partner and the money to hire any help. I would put up an advertisement for help, but I don’t have the money to seal anyone’s lips as to where I’ve found these beautiful things.
Also, just before coming home with my finds today, I found a big smooth beautiful olive jade mineral, or rock, small enough for me to be able to get my hand around, but if a little larger, would be difficult. I noticed it as I turned my head while sitting and wrapping rocks and minerals, seeing one of its two large flat smooth surfaces just barely above the surface. When I took it out of the ground easily, I think I gasped a little at how beautiful it was. I’ve never found one that large and beautiful before or of its particular color, which was very pleasing, and could tell it was very high quality. It didn’t have any cracks or fractures or junk throughout it like a few others like it that I’ve found. I got a very good camera for macro photography yesterday, but don’t want to use it till I can first take a photo oh a beautiful cluster of white botryoidal crystals I found since every point and shoot camera I’ve ever had quickly got damaging dust on the lens after I got it and took it outside for a few hours, and so would like to get some good photos of this cluster before the lens is scratched or dust collects on and behind the lens.
I’ve been to the area of that cluster many times before, so I’m guessing it revealed by a recent and somewhat long episode of rain where I live. There hasn’t been hardly any high winds like there usually is, so I think it was mainly the rain. The cluster is unusually pure looking, and appears to be a take home size, but I decided to collect a large amount of smaller rocks, because those would be easier to steal from me had I left them there, then that one big superb one, and because I thought it would be interesting to show the superb one in the state I first saw it before taking it home.
The episode of rain is a very rare thing, and a little odd being that there has been a long drought here throughout the United States, including where I live. Where I live though is apparently usually dry, so it seems much better prepared than the states that depend on regular and many days of rain throughout the year. My state is however, one of the poorest it seems, so a lack of rain is not helping. If this article is published, it means I got that photo I wanted
It’s ironic that soon after Wells Fargo, cheated me, that I suddenly have a huge amount of assets. They cheated me and mistreated me (by refusing to let me close my account merely because I had lost my ID for the moment when I had plenty of other material to show that I was who I said I was, and when the manager knew me and had let me withdraw without ID) and by introducing that surprise bank maintenance fee (which was immoral and illegal, since I hadn’t agreed to that or such a change and they didn’t inform me and most others I imagine, properly) and eventually, after going against the law, which was to not charge bounce fees, charged me bounce fees and then finally closed on me, leaving me in about $167 in debt. I’ve not gotten any collection fee notices however. So, as usual, the stupid greedy bankers have shot themselves in their feet, because, had they not picked on the poor and disabled as these vultures usually do, at least not done so to me, I would have asked them for a very large loan to start up a very large mineral museum and jewelry shop. I would have also helped the local economy by hiring many people, some of whom may have signed up with them, especially since I would have recommended them. And of course, I would have continued banking with them by keeping large amounts of money in my bank. It’s a sick thing that Wells Fargo is doing well, and every other Vulture Bank like them, like Bank of America and Comerica and that one that places banks throughout the country under the names of the cities they place them in.
If you’d like to work as a jeweler with me, being paid commission, you must live near enough to me to bike to within ten minutes, and you must have your own rock shaping, sanding or cutting equipment.
I met a very sweet girl three days ago and another one yesterday, and met again one today, or it was yesterday night, and a few days before that, two others.
It’s 5:24 PM now, and I’ll publish this after I get the pics and bring home the cluster if I can, and other beautiful rocks and minerals I’ve piled up. I’m guessing it will take me about an hour or two.
12:15 AM (8/8/2012): I got home at about 11:50 P.M. It took much longer than two hours to do what I wanted to do. I got three pics of the large rock above, large I say because when I finally dug it out it turned out to be of a huge size, too big to take home. It was connected to a huge piece of ugly rock, which may have had pretty stuff on the inside, but I had no sledge hammer and didn’t want to damage the cluster, so I left it. I took three pics, but had to delete the last one to take a new one, because I forgot to take off these two vids on the flash card that unfortunately took up all the space leaving only enough for a single high res picture. The the tip on the bottom of the cluster looked cut off in the first pic, and wasn’t sure about the second, and finally got a full pic. But then I saw a strange cloud partly behind the mountains which the sun had gotten behind. It was about 7:15 PM at that time, and deleted the good pic, hoping to data recover it later, and took the pic of the strange cloud. Doubly ironically I can’t show the cloud pic without giving away my secret location, and the tip was cut off in the good pic, because the sunset pic apparently overwrote some of the data. You can see the missing part in the picture above which shows up as gray.
So, over the hours, I mostly spent my time digging out what looked to be a semi-botryoidal rock I had seen after wrapping some rocks and bagging them, but the rock was even bigger than the cluster rock turned out to be, and much heavier, but after a long horribly uncomfortable time of digging, finally was able to dislodge it, and it appeared to not have much good stuff on it, and was too solid to pull the good stuff off, which is a good thing, because it wasn’t like a cluster that would break up into small balls, but rather more like thick colorful frozen milk poured onto a rock.
While digging out the second rock a few small hand-sized pieces of decent looking fluorescent botryoidal rocks came out of the dirt above, which I was deliberately watching out for since I realized there was much underneath the dirt to be found.
There was also a piece of fluorescent druzy crystal that I found while digging out the second rock, which I think was nearby and not something I dug out, which was a little bigger than the width of my pointer finger and about as long, and was very beautiful, and as I gently moved it to put near one of my bags that already had many wrapped rocks in it, broke apart into two. I thought at first that would cause it to be ugly and leave dark non-fluorescent spots, but instead it revealed more druzy coating on both pieces, one of which was an oval shaped rock and the other sort of a wavy rectangularish slab, which had a recessed spoon like druzy covered spot where the rock had come out of. I pointed my flashlight up after nearly digging out the entire rock and saw to my surprise a little, a scorpion above, facing where I was digging, as if attracted to the vibrations. I messed with it a little, trapping it under a rock twice. A few minutes later I went back up, forgetting about it when I went around looking for more rocks for a little while, and then walking back up to look for some rocks, and then a short while after that wrapping some ones that I had gathered that morning and one or two days before.
One of those rocks was a fluorescent ball of botryoidal mud-like rock, not like the cement one, with similar material to the white crystals I think, that I show in the picture, though perhaps it was much more smooth. I only looked at it with UV and didn’t remember the appearance during the day. But while handling it, it fell apart like the crumbly cement one, and like that one, also revealed botryoidal material up against each other. It did so a a few more times while I handled it and didn’t look damaged, so I deliberately pulled some parts apart each time hoping to have multiple good pieces of rock from doing so and reveal more beauty inside of the largest piece, and eventually it stopped coming apart, and the largest piece that was able to be pulled apart looked great as it was, and so I didn’t want to keep dividing it and risk ending up with something ugly.
So, in one day discovered three different types of rocks that each broke apart in beautiful ways that I didn’t expect.
So, now, my home is covered with rocks all over the place, and I have little room to walk around. I feel ill I think from the dust everywhere, repeatedly coating the inside of my lungs. I think it may be slowly killing me, as my sleep has become very poor, and washing anything has become very, very burdensome and a little dangerous, as I keep stumbling over rocks. My bed is very dirt and smells foul, so foul it’s disturbing my sleep. Bacteria and dust repeatedly gets on my face, making it both dry and greasy and itch, and making me extremely miserable. My composters are also making me feel sick, as the smell is horrible and gases out into my home when I have my sliding door window open. I feel much better when I’m outside, because the air seems much cleaner, at least it seems that way to me. I feel bad for the two scorpions I have left, because it’s difficult to feed them after exhausting myself and because it’s difficult to reach them with all the rocks in the way.
I haven’t taken out the many rocks I brought back yet in two of my panniers, and might not, because I have little space left to put anything, except perhaps in one corner of my deck that I cleared away before my last trip out today. I hope my deck doesn’t collapse from the weight.
Again, if anyone wants to donate or invest in my business venture, let me know. Provide a number for me to call you at, otherwise I won’t respond.
So, yesterday I’m out rock hunting again, and this time do so near a school, and find some cool rocks, and this incredible fly I’ve never seen before that was hovering around me for a while. It was a little smaller in diameter than my pinky, about a third as long, and had a white belly and brown front and transparent wings. I wish I had a working digital camera or a camcorder! All I had was an audio recorder and could only record my excitement. I’ve been rock hunting four months in the area and have never seen such a fly. Tragic that I got no pictures of it!
And today when I went back to retrieve some large rock specimens I found, to my disgust it appeared someone had deliberately stepped on a fragile one, the only one of its type in the area! It could tell it was rare since it was fragile. Can you believe there is scum who would do that? Ugh! But apparently there are, because I discovered huge botryoidal boulders nearby, and some scum spray painted one with ugly graffiti! And I think by that same one I found a beautiful slab of layered rock, but as I was going back to where I had dropped off my shoulder bag, and after dousing myself with water and drinking some, suddenly realized I was no longer holding the slab in my hand! I tried hard to find with my pathetic solar led lamp, but it had dimmed too much and I just couldn’t see it despite it being whitish and large. I sat down there and nearly cried. I couldn’t take the boulders, but at least I got away with the a beautiful slab that amazingly no one had taken, but only to lose it! It brought me so down and ruined the day. Now I have to wait till early morning to find it. I really hate life sometimes. And a few days ago, I think three, after showing two little girls a beautiful sparkling rock I found, a little one, it disappeared! That really hurt!
I found a juvenile bunny yesterday under a piece of cardboard. I tried hard to give it the best foods, but after many hours, only for a few seconds did it put in it’s mouth a little stem of a tree I brought for it, but didn’t chew. I tried so hard to get it to eat, but in the end it was just upset. It wasn’t in a nest, wasn’t a baby, and had apparently decided to leave, so I don’t see why it would be upset that it’s mom was no longer around. I slept next to it and left it a blackberry to eat. And then in the morning, tragedy: it had come to snuggle with me while I was sleeping, and I’m sure you can guess what the tragedy was. Sigh. So much for having a pet bunny. I hope I found that slab, otherwise I’ll be devastated.
May 17, 2012:
Went to collect and look for more rocks and find the slab I lost yesterday night. While first breaking apart some rock and finding some gems figuratively speaking, I broke my pick after some strikes. I wasn’t surprised since the metal was terrible quality. Yet another Amazon dud.
I didn’t find the slab. I still wanna cry over it. As night came I got what nearly felt like gravel in my eyes and had no water to get it out. Then I found another beautiful one slab, and broke it in three. Then I wandered for what felt like forty minutes, with the wind gusting hard mostly. I felt like I was in Hell. I was looking for my satchel, which is why I wandered for so long and thought I had left in a location that actually didn’t exist. My memory erred, once again. I also lost what was left of my pick, my sunglasses AND MY IPOD. Aaaaaaaah!!! And the ipod wouldn’t even work because I forgot I left the backlight on, which had drained the batteries quickly. Sigh. I’m too tired to even look at the rocks I collected at the moment. I wish I had a bicycle. They’re always getting stolen. Carrying heavy rocks on my shoulders is wrecking my muscle and back.
I caught a lizard before the Hell began, but it was blah looking, so I let it go after petting it a little. It seems lizards love to be petted.
When I got back I washed my eyes out thoroughly and washed my face and washed my hair and then went back out to retrieve my heavy satchel with my wagon. But before bringing it back, I remembered I had seen an abandoned terrarium during the day, and went to go see if it was still there. It was, along with other stuff, and I took some of it seeing that it was still there many hours later. I wish I could get the terrarium, it’s huge, and so just what I wanted for my plan to get some lizards or geckos and put beautiful rocks inside for them and humans to see. The glass or plastic looked scratched up though, so I would need to polish it.
Then I went back and ate, and had major pain with the sharp bottom of one side of a bag of potato chips poked me!!! I’m easily stressed out by pain because I’m already in major pain already.
Then I checked my journal stats, and saw I got a comment, which turned out to be the radio show equivalent of a, “You don’t let people talk and call them morons” pot shot. The moron didn’t even make a point and I didn’t bother to read his second sentence, since any moron who starts out his babble with an insult, a pointless one, and shows no respect, and avoids the subject entirely (the moron was on the Basic Bible Evidence Page) and implies I should let any and ever “opinion” through, gets ignored. That’s a moron who is so biased, he thinks that because I’m a Christian, or theist, that I must sit and read every single little stupid comment, even spam! The moron doubly libeled me by implying that all I do is not let “opinions” he called them, through, but only call morons like him morons and devils (what a stupid, infantile, complainer, moron). He doubly didn’t make sense, because rarely do I get comments from morons like himself that are claimed merely be an opinion, rather people almost entirely leave me comments that they imply or say are facts, and with harsh insults sometimes. Otherwise, I get a question or a mere insult, baby insults on top of it. And so, must atheists too listen to every “opinion” and use their time to read any and everything said to them, and no use a spam filter?If they don’t, may I say, “It says something about you that you don’t let people publish their opinions and call them names.”? Here’s a though anti-Christian parrots: instead of complaining that you can’t see opinions that you don’t even know are there to be published, you morons, how about THINK FOR YOURSELF. HOW ABOUT NOT GIVING AN OPINION, BUT GIVING FACTS. HOW ABOUT NOT GIVING YOUR WHINING OPINION ABOUT OPINIONS YOU IMAGINE ARE SENT TO ME BUT ARE MERELY ASSUMING ARE WORTH PUBLISHING OR ARBITRARILY SAYING SHOULD BE, JUST BECAUSE I’M A CHRISTIAN AND YOU’RE A CHRISTIAN-HATER? And why would you hate Christians if all you have are opinions and not facts? Tom the Moron? Even if you reply Tom the Moron, I wouldn’t read your reply, because you’re a massively bitter moron who would have nothing useful to read, not on topic at least. You’d still be pretending that you didn’t see a single piece of evidence for the Bible, a single fact supporting its claims. Instead, you wanna whine, while having no argument of your own, about opinions you assume I get but don’t publish, and pretend I never listen to anyone’s opinions (or facts?) EVEN THOUGH ALL MUCH OF MY WORK HERE, ABOUT 700 ARTICLES, IS COMPOSED OF WHAT I LEARNED FROM OTHERS, YOU MORON. ATHEISTS AND ANTI-CHRISTIANS: STOP ASSUMING THINGS YOU MORONS. STOP TRYING TO WIN WITH BITTER WHINING. Do you think judges want to hear bitter whining in court? Do you think that will save you or make you right? Do you think God will say, “Okay you whined a lot you can go to Heaven, forget paying for your crimes, just go cuz u whine endlessly about how you can’t get your way.” Dumb, whining, criminals; all you do is whine in your assumptions and dwell in your pain and your evil friends or how your good mom or dad or whoever was supporting you is no longer around to support you. Poor you, and only you, because you’re the only one suffering, right? WRONG.
On a scale of 1-10, 1 being worst, I’d give this day a 4.5. Which is basically Hell for me.
Update: Just found the ipod in my satchel after washing off some rocks and organizing them. 4.6.
Update: I just remembered an amazing discovery during the day while looking for rocks: I found one of those large desert roaches again, it was dead. And that’s all I say about it. And two nights before, while digging for gypsum again, found another, but apparently hadn’t put it in my lap canister like I thought. I forget what happened to the original two I found.
Update, May 18, 2012: I didn’t find that slab, and still want to, and desperate to buy this beautiful rock I saw for sale, but today, I found much more than I ever expected, God gave me one surprise after another. I’m not out of the woods yet, but today was an amazing day. May God richly bless anyone who had sincerely prayed for and blessed me. I believe God answered my long prayers and complaints yesterday and the day before. Out of 1-10, today was a 20. Hoooraaaaaay!!!
May 19, 2012: Went to cart away some large and large amounts of rocks early in the morning and hurt my left leg pretty bad when I slipped down a cliff face in a boulder filled area. After exploring more afterwards four a few hours up and top of a cliff, I returned home due to exhaustion, and left some rocks behind, hidden (I’ve found so many rocks I’ve hidden a bunch in a few places and have yet to retrieve them) and left my cart. When I went back out, I still left it and instead of bring back rocks, decided farther out into the desert to explore what was there and collect a few more rocks. I discovered a pretty plant, many of them, growing in the area that I went farther out to. I think I’ll collect them and see if I can grow and sell them.
While going out to the new cliff area, I saw much greenery, and then saw it was a park, and then when going to the right farther out, found yet another cliff park area, then as night came I discovered this incredible rock formation in the ground, perfectly intact it looked like. It was huge and circular and had the same strange little beige muddy looking fingers covering it I’d seen on much smaller rocks that I’ve taken home before. Then I found another cliff area but this one didn’t seem to have a park yet, but rather was in development. There was an odd shallow hole that had been bored into the soft rock in that place, as if someone had wanted a sample of it or was intending to drill into it, but then stopped. I didn’t seen any rough break in the bottom of it, but only dirt and rock and the bottom felt rough, but not jagged. But there was so much dirt and rock, and since only had my ipod for light, didn’t feel or see much of what was at the bottom of it. I was only about seven inches deep I think.
I saw amazing views and nice greenery. I accidentally lost my hat down a cliff. I lifted it up and it slipped out my hand. Better my hat then me.
I went to sit and look at a nice view from another part of the cliff, farther away from another spot, and when I sat down, and I think made a little noise, I saw a dark bird like thing fly away from the cliff, near where I had sat down. It was about forty feet down from me I think. It disappeared quickly as it flew out, which I thought was strange there seemed to be enough light from the city to be able to see it fly away longer. Maybe it had furrier feathers than most birds and so it absorbed light better. I don’t think it was a very large bat.
I’d been ready for coyotes running around, ready to stab them with a wooden stake I found, but instead, I heard some weird phaser-like sound, twice sometime between 9:07-8 P.M., twice, at the bottom of a fence off wetland area. It also reminded me of those lightning blast sounds from old Godzilla movies. I went down into the wetland area but the only interesting thing I found was some interesting rock formations on the inside of the crevice where the greenery was. Then I walked out of the crevice, still exploring even further out, using my ipod for light, went to see what was around and under this common desert tree or bush plant, and found a white slab or some sort of pretty rock layer I’d found before on top of rocks, but which break off easy. They are somewhat like the multi-layered slabs I’ve found before but are always much thinner, and aren’t translucent. They have a wavy look to them. It was the biggest piece I’ve found of that type of rock so far. Strange that it was just under a tree with none else like it around.
I noticed a large bold looking church by the wetland crevice. I thought it strange I hadn’t noticed before being that I’ve walked past that area before on the street side. I guess it’s hidden from easy view. I want go to see what it is like there tomorrow if I’m not too exhausted.
When I finally returned, I found that my cart had been stolen. $75 down the drain. I’d give this day a 15 out of 10 though.