Steampunk oil recovery space craft "The Colony "

This is the 300 billion dollar, 2012 space "Colony" for the deep space oil recovery crew. It is the Noah's ark of the 21st century. The "Colony" is a sophisticated Top Secret Space Station that is equipped with five floors of computerized oil technology and information available at the finger tips of mechanical engineers, programers, data annalist and has a wide range of support groups and their families. These members are cross trained in military tactics, self defense, medical and Dental skills, food preparation and preservation. The individuals who have been carefully selected will board the Colony with their families just months before the much anticipated dooms day begins. Those who will board the Colony have been identified as the most physically fit, healthy, talented and creative individuals who have expressed a real heart felt passion for survival. The construction of this colony is a result of individuals such as you and I who have a passion for the survival of mankind and freedom in-spite of this much anticipated dooms day historical event. The project began when It was learned from inside traders that the BP oil well was deliberately blown up under the direction of the President and the trilateral commission; who later vehemently denied such activity as, "another skeptical nonsensical doomsday knee jerk reaction to the unknown demands of survival rhetoric, that financial opportunist are promoting in the media." As the Captain of this Space Station (The Colony)and the brainchild of the Deep space oil recovery Vehicle I have the responsibility of making sure that those who are on board are safe and secure on this open ended space probe which could result in a total disaster or the success story of the 21 Century.

My Face cannot be exposed for security reasons which if I were found out it could lead to someone trying to interrupt this delicate mission by an assassination attempt. As the world implodes on itself one can observe and evaluate the total unrest in the middle east where Muslim citizens are banding together to over throw their Governments , wars are being fought over the ownership of the oil fields. Russian influence is seen intervening with Turkey and Iran as they establish new alliances against Israel. America is split over it's own sovereignty as we look for ways to reword the U.S. constitution and bill of Rights with the objective of outlawing personal ownership of weapons or to take away the rights of parents as the NEA has successfully stolen our children's time and minds, or to hand over our military to the control to the NATO commands under the direction of the United nations as we invade countries such a as Libya.

We refuse to drill for oil on our own land to comply with the wishes of the Green peace communist and socialist moments and environmentalist such as Al Gore who have successfully peddle global warming rhetoric in our media and public schools to reap huge personal financial gains to line their pockets. As Japan is currently(04/12/2011)experiencing multiple earth quakes it has been documented that it is the result of Scalar Electromagnetic bombardments from the Russians, and Chinese with a goal to swallow up the island and to disrupt the world free marketed economy. Other symptoms of the Scalar aggression are the thousand of the black birds that all died in flight on the same day in the south and the fish that died from being electron fried as they swam. see
http://io9.com/#!5725175/why-are-thousands-of-dead-birds-suddenly-falling-from-the-sky See also http://www.prahlad.org/pub/bearden/scalar_wars.htm As the world we know, implodes on itself, the crew will be notified of the day and hour to arrive with their families to decontaminate and then enter the gates known as the docking station. On each side they will pass by the steel spirals holding up the archway with the letter"H" which is our symbol of Home which will give hope to the future. Even though this symbolic gate has been entered by the construction crews on a daily basis, this final day of boarding will change everything as we know it. The doors will systematically bolt shut and we will ascend into the outer layers of the earth atmosphere into outer space with a mission of bringing back oil or hydrogen gas to the free world when the earth wars subside and the devastation has ceased from the political power struggles and unrest that are generated from greed and evil. Communication is of the utmost importance to those who are left behind on earth in the deep hideaways and fortified survival bunkers so that they as well as the crew can keep abreast of the activities on earth. We have sophisticated fine tuned adjustable microwave antennas with back up power to both solar and nuclear generators to power this space craft for the next 125 years which will basically last longer than any crew member will need to survive. Our Communication networks will communicate daily with fortified underground survival bunkers see http://2012base.com/Survival_Bunkers/Secret_Government_Bunkers/and those who will be equally protected by the Top Secret earth shelters only known to the Colony Space Station Crew. />Propeller power will need to be maintained so that the Colony will be able to make inflight adjustments at the time of landing on the surface of the Earth. The propeller engine will automatically activate as the Colony approaches any given surface at the end of the voyage.




The unknown factors to encounter will be issues such as if there will be survivors on the earth, where will we ultimately land and will we be faced with elements such as tornadoes, torrential rain, sand storms or perhaps dense foliage which could interrupt the normal descending path on to the surface of the earth which in essence could cause a crash landing of the spacecraft and it may do extensive damage to the crew and equipment as well as the payload.

Extractions of space debris, obsolete satellites which can be used for spare parts and valuable energy sources will be used on the colony as needed. Therefore special hooks have been installed for such repairs and rescue and salvage missions. Other space vehicles are currently under construction and will surface prior to the doomsday event as time and security permits.

Steam Punk oill recovery Space Craft "The Probe" "

I've been told that am a story teller and with that encouragement my natural instinct tells me that I need to attempt to tell how this adventure all happened.


It was the end of the free world as we knew it here in America. Within one year all oil wells had been officially capped, blown up(such as the BP oil well) and officially shut down by a single mandate of our newly elected socialistic Government under the umbrella of "Change","Hope" and spreading the wealth.

These new government policies left us as a nation without fossil fuel to heat our homes and to run our factories and fuel our transportation systems.

As in the past the U.N. was accusing the U.S.A of using up foreign oil deposits as a matter of "homeland security" so we could protect our oil supplies and survive longer if there became a new ice age.

Therefore in the last United Nations world consul they have decided and voted on a "Ten Year moratorium" that we can no longer operate as a free society and must take a back seat while communist third world governments such as Cuba, Venezuela, All South American Nations and South east Asian countries such as Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia,Burma, all African nations, all middle east countries etc. be given an equal opportunity to come up to an equal economic level as we have always enjoyed in our free society which we worked for.

Our commander and chief and the newly elected supreme court judge allows for a new agreed upon plan to change our constitution, "designed not to conflict with the humans rights policies of the U.N. also, a worldwide apology has been given and a strict compliance policy initiated while the U.N. and our Secretary of State has agreed to strip us of our individual gun rights, space age technology, medical achievements and capabilities.

By being politically correct under the guidelines of the U.N. we have lost our voice in the free press. Prisoners captured during the war on terror have been released to return to their parents home of origin because of a misunderstanding and human rights violations which states that: "All humans have a right to freely exists which also extends to Animals rights and all prisoners of our prior judicial system".



As suspected the highly publicized "Global Warming" scare, turned out to be a short lived scare tactic induced "money makers dream" that made billions of dollars to line the pockets of the attorneys, Washington elite class, Hollywood and the NEA. In the end it turned out to be a well oiled scam and hoax as the originators and green peace fans faded quietly into the background and the liberal news media were once again paid off under the table and once again protected the "Nobel peace prize winning recipient & thief by saying nothing.

Now that the winter season is rapidly setting in and the worlds masses are looking for "HOPE" and leadership in the White House, we have been given a temporary reprieve and authorization from Mother Congress and the U.N. under the direction of the Secretary of State, to probe deep into outer space for possible suspected oil deposits even though we are(as a known fact) sitting on billions of gallons of oil in our own reserves.


Former oil field workers have lost skills and interest in the trade. They have died or moved on to other promising career paths. The wells are overgrown, the rigs are rusted and broken down and loose parts pilfered and scrapped for a quick buck by opportunist from Mexico who are just trying to survive as they pass into the unbearable desert heat and exposure in the desert all along the unprotected southern boarders. Replacement parts for the rigs are not readily available and the technology is worthless because we've farmed out our engineering and manufacturing jobs to third world countries. Basically we have no one who understands our deli-ma as the masses stand in line for food stamps as they look for some change in their empty pockets.




In response, I have created a five foot Steam-Punk Oil Refinery Chandelier for my office as a model and symbol of private enterprise, ingenuity, creativity and art form(loud applause!!!, more APPLAUSE!!! People now standing with hands waving !!!).


This nuclear powered zeppelin style, "Deep Space oil Recovery & Refinery Airship probe chandelier" is fully equipped with a mammoth recovery storage tank which leaves the earth empty and returns full on round trip voyage.

As a matter of security it has a triple barrel chain fed 50 caliber machine gun, a cannon, two side bombs and a crane to load supplies. Several radars to detect unwanted aggression from alleged Aliens of the outer worlds perhaps like those in captivity at area 51.

The landing gear features two spring loaded skids equipped with Automatic drills that activate on impact to quickly tap into and extract rich oil deposits for the masses back home. The ornate laser guided nose cone shoots endless rays into the mountain sides to loosen up the hardened meteorite hard rock, typical of potential sites in the Arabian oil fields back home. In the back of this elaborate ship are four hooks to gently persuade additional items back to earth or to give tow to a flat tire on a UFO's that could be broken down along the celestial paths in outer space. The next few pictures are closeups of my work in progress in the lab which exposes the five prong jet propulsion system which holds my flame lights bulbs.


Applause!!!, Applause!!!

STEAM PUNK TOILET PAPER HOLDER

As I went into the bathroom this morning the dispenser fell off into my hands. Instead of looking for tools to fix this cheep residential dispenser I examined the situation and concluded that the remedy was to create a new Steam punk toilet paper stand out of discarded steel objects which is symbolic of waste.








Man for centuries has tried to improve on technology to make life a bit easier and less complex. Such upgrades may be as simple as a new improved mouse trap, the same mentality applies to a simple toilet paper dispenser for the bathroom.



The unique features of the new improved "STEAM PUNK TOILET PAPER STAND) make this unusual work of art a conversational piece and helps you relax as you review all the designs that are in front of you. Such as the drill Bits and hammer heads of which you can never have enough. The bottom line is this rack has slowed the roll down to a savings. The large rusty bolt creates drag on the roll and it doesn't spin as fast therefore iliminating alot of waste. Now that this has been made, other items will be in line to be developed such as a steam punk coat racks and steam punk paper towel dispenser or perhaps a steam punk toilet, tub or sink.

The Resurected Easel

How could you paint a picture of something you loved or imagined if you're easel was new? You wouldn't understand the depth of it unless you were old and gray, with wrinkles and rusty hinges, and retired flower vase holders held up by wood taken from a horse fence and parts from a civil war era pump organ, and a crank from an ole Victrola?
This easel can meet that special demand because I made it with the caricature and charm to inspire even the amateur painter such as myself. It is a stand that I made from a "late 1700 -1800's oak hand cranked water well drill apparatus" and a few features to increase its functionality and charm of years gone by. Perhaps now my brushes will express my heart and mind to yours with more credibility and soul even though my attempt at painting has much to be desired.






As I started to paint I soon realized that I needed a cloth to wipe off my brushes and to keep the areas around me dry. So I came up with a towel,rope and pulley & weight assembly. When you dry out your brush, you pull out on the towel to dry off your brush and the weight goes up. When you let go the towel goes back to its original spot. (Loud applause from audience)!!!




I have found that after a day at work and the worlds demands are still pressing on my mind I have found that learning to paint has become one of my great escapes. So on the left there is a small bronze ball valve which is symbolic of letting off "steam". Painting helps you relax, unwind and think of something more personal as it helps you relieve some mental stress. I find it to be a positive experience, mentally stimulating and therapeutic.






This feature is a pair of converted flower arrangement holders made into a brush holders, one for each side. Under the work surface on the left is a bean soup can to hold longer brushes, whereas the one on the right is used for the shorter ones.







These are two ornate walnut woodcarvings that I salvaged from an antique pump organ from the 1860's(Civil war era) made by the Packard Organ Company in Fort Wayne Indiana, and is now being used as my supports for the work surface, which at one time was a portion of a rail on a horse fence.





This Chain assembly was once used to hold a gate closed on a dairy farm and has now been modified to hold the front of the easel frame to the back. It too has symbolic value of....." once you start to paint, you're hooked on a new adventure".








This is hand crank from an antique 1920’s Victrola. These kinds of parts are out there but hard to throw away if you have an artistic eye. So today it became useful again as a symbol of... "Cranking out new ideas".




Many times when trying to use items that are dated and very old, rot is an issue that has to be dealt with. In this project one of the legs had rot from being exposed to dirt and water.
After cutting it off and setting it aside I had to come to the point where I needed something to hold down the canvas and this is now converted to do just that.




Now the blurred "Mouse" picture below (upper left hand corner of the easel is for all of us who are addicted to painting which sometimes takes you into the wee hours of the morning after everyone else has fallen asleep. You are staring at your canvas working the brushes, then your head bobs, the sleep seeds being to creep up your back and slide on into your eyes after which the sandman takes over and causes you to be tired enough take out the dog one last time, check your e-mail and news, turn out the lights and lock the doors and carefully slide in bed



and say with a whisper good night dear :)

Aiden's flying Machine

There once was a young man man name Aiden who lived all by himself in a little tin and wooden shack made from wooden crates and scrap tin that he picked up at the ship yard. These crates were once used in the big ships to move machines from one country to another. Aiden built his house at the junk yard where he worked next to the river in the middle of the city near the airport. His house wasn't very big but it did keep him warm in the winter and cool in the summer. In his house he had a dog and a cat to keep him company and a table and two chairs, a lamp to read his news paper and a bed to sleep on when he was tired.




Every day when the sun came up over the city, the big airplanes would start up their engines and rattle his little house. The noise would always wake up his dog and cat and at 8 o'clock sharp the People from the city would cross over the big metal draw bridge and come to "Aidens's junk" yard. They always lined up their cars and trucks at the gates and would honk their horns at the same time for him to get up and open the gates to his junk yard for business so they could bring him their scrap metal in exchange for some money. By the end of the week Aiden was always tired and dirty from working so hard and he was always out of money because he spent it all week long on the metal.

When the pile of scrap steel became taller than Aiden's little house he knew he could no longer see the drawbridge and it was time for him to call in the tug boat to bring in the ships so they could load up the metal and sell it to the steel mill. At the steel mill they would melt down the metal and would make new toys for the children in the city and cars and trucks for the moms and Dads and airplanes for the airport. Then Aiden would would get more money for next weeks customers to pay the people at the gates early on Monday morning.

Every day Aiden could see the big airplanes as they flew real close to the ground and would tip their wings over his little house near the river as they headed south to the long white beaches along the east coast. The people inside were always excited because they were going on summer vacation!
They would wave and smile at Aiden outside of their windows as they disappeared into the clouds like a little dot in the sky.

Then the big tourist boats would blow their whistles and honk at him as they passed under the drawbridge next to his junk yard and the people on board would stand and wave as they passed him by.
Aiden loved his job but he also dreamed of someday being able be rich enough to take a break and to go on vacation like everyone else did from the big city.

Then one day Aiden got a brainstorm and decided to do something about it when he found an old rusty boat that sank in the river and an old broken down airplane that had arrived from the airport scrap yard.


Aiden carefully cut up the metal and welded it all night long, when he was done he put a chair with a cross on top so he could see where he was going and he made the wings so they flew like bat wings.

He put a cannon in front of his chair to make loud noises so the other boats would know that he was near by.


Soon he had the most unusual steam powered flying machine that looked allot like a river boat airplane on wheels.


Yes this was "Aiden's flying Machine" so he could fly to the east coat when ever he wanted to and he could sail in the ocean when ever he wanted to rest.