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ETERNITY_MACHINE



It is said that necessity is the mother of invention, and many times this
is exactly correct.

WAY BACK, long, long ago, when
the DINOSAURS roamed the EARTH
I was deliberately signing up on the MANIFEST, to reserve an aircraft, that had no
door on the side, - just a big gaping rectangular hole cut into the side, and sat in the
opening, with a seat-belt over my legs, as the plane took off the runway. There were many adventures and I wrote about a few, for the Canadian Sport Parachuting Magazine,
CANPARA, in the 1970's and early 1980's.

A typical article, would be about parachuting, and the constant quest to be a
'SKYGOD' amongst mortals... :





Nort'n was just barely more than a whuffo. His jump-stuff was, on the other hand, well seasoned
equipment, highly prized by the world's best jumpers in the 60's. His pack and harness were ultra -slim,
ultra- comfortable banshee jet fighter gear. His modified TU navy conical drew many envious looks
when it first hit the sky. Still showing the crest from Lile France, his helmet bore witness to the greatness
of its owner. This would have made him a Hero at the local D.Z. but for one detail - it was now the 80's,
and his hand- me -down equipment was antique.
Nort'n would trundle out to the D.Z. with his battered jumpsuit and his museum exhibits each weekend.
Jumping once, or perhaps twice a weekend, Nort'n went through all the student learning steps, plodding along
until the day he was off T.R.C.P., and on his first FreeFall.
Having eagerly 'jumped' out of bed that morning at an early hour, Nort'n was on one of the first
student loads. The sun was shining brightly as the first of the 3-D skygod loads orbited on their eastward
journey across the sky; first the tightly grouped Galactica formation, and then the opposing team's partially
assembled Zylon Empire space station. Here and there, a lone skygod floated upward in the azure with
picture postcard perfection. It was time for Nort'n to join the ranks of these skybound mortals.
The plane was now approaching jump- run. The jumpmaster motioned Nort'n to the poised exit
position. GO!! Nort'n jumped, soared like a bird (sort of), and without even looking, gave the ripcord
a good yank. He'd done it!! -- Looking between his toes, he saw the fabric inflate perfectly --
the nice blue denim, billowing in the breeze -- DENIM ?!?!?!?



Nort'n landed saftely only 2 miles from the airport, and was cheered up considerably when he
returned that evening to find that his jeans had landed on the disc.
As summer was almost over, with 'hard -luck' prospects and the great god of flub at his heels,
Nort'n packed in his parachuting for then. The whole winter was spent with Nort'n wondering how
to break even come springtime.
He would likely have packed it in for good if he hadn't met TwoFeathers, and honest to goodness
Canadian Indian. TwoFeathers looked and acted just like the others at the D.Z., but he knew a great
deal about 'the old ways'. When Nort'n mentioned his misadventures to TwoFeathers, the Indian
spoke to him about an old tale.
Back in the days when the tribes lived as one with the land, anyone needing advice, could, just
once in his lifetime, ask Manitou for directions. Thus a brave, leading a hunting party to find food in
days of hunger, could, in the spring, summon Manitou. The Brave, dressed with all his hunting gear
would walk to a stream's edge, toes touching the water, and back to the sun, and chant a summons
to Manitou. When the Brave looked into the water, Manitou would reflect him as the creature with
the qualities of his predestined success. If the brave saw a mountain lion, he knew his hunt would
be successful. Should the reflection show a mouse, the brave knew his time would be just as well
spent gathering grain and berries.
Nort'n didn't really believe any of this, and come spring, he headed for the D.Z. His first jump
was a disaster. As soon as he was through de-briefing, he gathered all his equipment together, stuffed
everything into his duffle bag, and to everyone's dismay, headed out across the field towards the
creek. He had landed in it often enough to know exactly where it was.
When he reached the muddy spring-flooded banks the sun shone brightly down on his back.
He moved forward in the mud, until his boots touched the calm waters of the lazy stream. Nort'n
spoke the ancient Indian words and half -expectantly, half -disbelievingly, looked down.
His tattered jumpsuit, worn out helmet, and museum piece gear were NOT what he saw
reflected in the pool. Nort'n belonged in the sky!!



'The Beginning' ( for Nort'n)

The Word format ".doc" file is available for download CLICK HERE

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I just took out my camera and took some shots of the actual PARACHUTING BELT
that was used in the story above. It is made by the rigging shops in California, using
the actual materials used for making parachutes and harnesses - at that time... now,
almost NO steel is used anywhere, and a velcro fastener holds a tiny "drag" parachute
in a pocket. The parachutist pulls out the tiny folded parachute ( typically a foot in diameter)
and holds it arms length in the wind (80 to 100 miles an hour) and lets go. A cord on the
tiny chute pulls out the MAIN parachute...


AS YOU CAN SEE from the short story above, parachuting can be a long, long
adventure, and you can spend an entire weekend, only get a FEW MINUTES
of actual parachuting "FREE FALL" time!

It occured to me, that instead of spending days, weeks, months, of time, most
of which was involved in everything EXCEPT falling, you could just use a
wind tunnel to FALL FOREVER, and condense months or YEARS of time into
"HOURS" of actually "FALLING" !

Late in 1979, I submitted an article to CANPARA, below:

NOTE: BELOW ARE BLACK AND WHITE COPIES OF THE ORIGINAL PAGES.
I have re-typed the TEXT at the end of this article for easier reading!






ABOVE ARE BLACK AND WHITE COPIES OF THE ORIGINAL PAGES.
I have re-typed the TEXT at the end of this article for easier reading!

I did not know at the time that a Military Vertical Wind Tunnel for aviation testing had been used
by a single parachutist in the U.S., on a whim, but I was delighted to come up with the idea of
a DEDICATED wind tunnel, "JUST" for parachuting alone...



I was SURPRISED to find, in the CANPARA Sport Parachuting Magazine, an article,
a YEAR later, stating that a parachuting guy in Montreal ( dans la FLQ Republique de QUEBEQUISTAN)
"invented", the idea of a Vertical Wind Tunnel,
dedicated solely for freefalling.... ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Let's take a look at that..

I publish a CANADIAN article in a CANADIAN Parachuting magazine, CANPARA,
about inventing the idea of using a vertical wind tunnel for freefall,

AND... a year later, a Canadian Parachutist, in Montreal, publishes an article in CANPARA,
stating that he just "invented" the idea of using a Vertical Wind Tunnel, soley for Freefall !

GO FIGURE !

Searching the Government Of Canada Patent records, I find that the Canadian Parachutist,
Jean St. Germain, had a patent in 1963 for a gas powered parachute opener, in 1972 for
a motorcycle throttle, in 1973 for a motorcycle brake switch, and... in DECEMBER, at the
END of 1980, a Canadian TRADEMARK for the word "Aerodium" ( long, long after my
published article! ! ! !)

In the annals of patents and trademarks, 'he who gets there first, wins!' There are hundreds
of such examples, -- the "KODAK" colour film process was invented here in Ottawa, by a
Canadian Military photographer. His assistant stole the chemicals and equipment, drove to
Rochester, home of KODAK, and sold the entire lot, which was patented immediately in the
U.S. by KODAK! There was an hilarious court case afterwards, in which "some guy" from
Canada, was challenging KODAK, over patents, in the U.S. Federal Court System, and the
results were a fore-drawn conclusion! I know the family of the real inventor, here in Ottawa...
There are dozens of similar cases in Canada, such as Charles Pogue, Reginald Fessenden, etc.

In any event, I am GLAD that people took the " IDEA " and made real-world devices,
since, now, my dream of practicing free fall in an "ETERNITY MACHINE" is a reality.

Naturally, I am miffed that I get no mention at all, and I am used to this, since it is a continually
occuring event!
As I have stated elsewhere, IFF I only had "one" idea, it would be annoying, but, since
I am continually inventing, the ideas are a dime a dozen! From my point of view, my ideas
just keep on getting BETTER with age!

To make the story even MORE hilarious, someone, obviously with my published article in
the Canadian Sport Parachuting Magazine (likely submitted in 1979)...in "MIND", wrote a false,
cover-your-ass article in wikipedia, stating that a PATENT was secured by Jean St. Germain
in 1979 ! Wow, talk about re-writing history to suit your CORPORATE adgenda!

         WIKIPEDIA, reports, BELOW :


You cannot blame me for going into the article, ABOVE, and ADDING ( Patent Citation Needed ) ! Since, searching
Canadian patents in 1979 resulted in nothing, as did general World patents in 1979, noting, that, after years
of patent searches, the process IS flawed at best, and you can spend hours, days, weeks, and even months
trying to find something, that you KNOW is there, leafing through huge manuscript after manuscript, in a
dusty reference area. The "electronic" patent system is just as difficult to navigate, and usually is best done
to "narrow" the pile of manuscripts, to a bare minimum!

In any event, like many ideas I have "invented" and published, this one is typical. What I particularly enjoy,
is discussing my "INVENTIONS" with 'experts' in the field, and have them tell me that my idea is
'ridiculous', 'impractical', 'not-marketable', etc. and then see the idea being manufactured world wide
a few years later - I do not even NEED to say " I told you so", since the "experts" are seeing the same
Technical and News reports that I am!
I should create an entire page entitled " My ideas, that experts told me were stupid, that made millions" !

In any event, you might wonder about the big deal in Copyrighting, Patenting, and Trademarking the
"IDEA" of a Vertical Wind Tunnel, specifically designed for " FREEFALL", but look again, it is
it huge business.... The SECOND you say " INDUSTRIAL - MILITARY - COMPLEX" and start
to bring in the exorbidant, inflated budgets like $600.00 U.S., for a plastic toilet seat from WalMArt,
you know you are in the land of $ $ $ $  MONEY $ $ $ $...

THE FOLLOWING WEB PAGE, came up as a result of a search for "AERODIUM"


The section of the page, (which lists Gernade Launchers, Explosives, M-15 Machine Gun ammunition, etc.)
specifically referring to "AERODIUM" , is shown, below :



To date, the only Canada or U.S. patent I have found about Vertical Wind Tunnels,
associated with
Jean St. Germain, is from 1993 ! (below)




In the ENTERTAINMENT Industry, Worldwide, and in the MILITARY fields, there are now hundreds of
Vertical Wind Tunnels and the manufacture and Marketing of these is huge business!


above,,, AUSTIN, TEXAS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . BRAZIL (Military )

above CHEKOV, RUSSIA . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . .DUBAI

Above, FORT BRAGG US ........................................................................MANCHESTER, ENGLAND

above, MONTREAL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .SINGAPORE

You will expect to see hundreds more popping up all over the world.
A tremendous amount of work must be done to get a 100% even flow across the
diameter of the air flow, and from many reports, world- wide, this is rarely
achieved - anyone venturing near the outer diameter of the wind blast "FALLS"
off the mountain, and slides down the "side" of the peak, at an accelerated
speed. ( causing bone-crushing injury, and sometimes 'death', if you break your neck
hitting the mats..) In my original article, I mentioned this, and to date, since I did not
clearly describe my method to counter-act this problem, no one has used
my method to achieve a consistent wind flow! ( No one has asked! In fact,
the only credit I get is having people claim they "PATENTED" the idea
just before I wrote my article! Funny as HELLo.... It certainly does "SET" a
definitive 'TIME-LINE'... )

This timely segment was added about MAY 7th, 2013. Just before the major
crisis hits the entire Earth.... or, at least, some people would say so!... stay tuned

have fun

robin dusty graves


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The whole thing started one afternoon, watching T.V. I was reading my parachute manual, all 500
pages of it, with my foot up. I say foot, since it was as sore as the dickens from my accident.
You might think that anyone who goes up to 7000 feet sitting in the open door of an airplane
is asking for trouble, and you might think that anyone who deliberately jumps at 7000 feet
hanging onto an oversized handkerchief is not asking, but rather demanding trouble; however,
that's not how it happened. Whenever I dropped into the D.Z. limping and hobbling around I let
all the other whuffos think what they would - anything they could imagine... an heroic dive
for the disc... or a close call with a poorly placed tree... was better than the truth. I was
working in the basement and dropped my double-insulated, heavy-duty, variable-speed,
reversing, hammer-chisel-drill squarely on the cartilagenous connecting tissue holding my
first and second digit metatarsels together. In short, it hurt, and I was safer with my
oversized handkerchief at 7000 feet, than I was in my basement. But that's not what I meant
to tell you.
What I want to say is this- I was watching T.V. and a science program came on with a skier
strapped to a pair of twigs, with twigs in his hands, bending down straight forward in a good
head wind. He was using the wind tunnel at Canada's National Research Council to determine
the wind effect on different fabrics, in an effort to increase a skier's speed. I thought
to myself that the guy had it all wrong- he should test for maximum resistance so that he
would have a better control over freefall. The T.V. program stated bluntly that by using a
wind tunnel, countless hours of trial and error were eliminated, not to mention thousands
of dollars saved in costs associated with getting equipment and crew on the slopes. The results
were scientific, controlled, fast, and extremely accurate evaluations which would otherwise
only be possible after literally years of trial.
At this point you are probably thinking the same thing I am - why not use the wind tunnel
to test jumpsuits- my mind raced ahead - or even to free-fall!!! The thought was completely
addictive - I had to know.
Now you see, I had friends at the N.R.C. in Ottawa from way back in the days when I was
doing research, so next I hopped (limped) to the car and drove on over. Soon I was looking
at that wind-tunnel with fantastic visions in my head - 4, 5, 6 - oh what the hell - 10 man
sequentials lasting 30 miutes at a time in the bliss of that old tunnel. I was higher than
a 90lb. poopsie under a cloud in an updraft. At that point my technical friend handed me a bent
steel prop, 4 iron wheel blocks, some sandbag ballast, and my logbook... POOF... There were
2 minor details I'd overlooked. First, the wind was horizontal, and unless parachutists could
"fall" due east, we'd be on the floor. Second, the safetly margin was critical at about 110
miles an hour on the wind turbine, and the walls of the tunnel. For Freefall, we needed
120-130 miles an hour at least. Well, I must have hit the earth, head down, arms tucked, and
legs straight, at about 200 miles an hour. I went through the upper crust, the mantle, the
outer core, - by the time the news really hit me I was at the centre of the lithosphere,
and let me tell you it was hell.
My technician friend could read the disappointment in the expression on my face. It was
time for a coffee break. In the lounge a group of researchers ( they don't come in bunches
like the rest of us) came over, sat down, and we all discussed the wind tunnel bit. I was
getting a bit depressed going over the gloomy facts, when a senior physicist walking by,
caught the drift of the conversation and suggested we look at the old nozzle. Seems that
the NRC was doing research for an aerodynamics firm, and constructed a vertical, high
velocity wind tunnel. The project was given to a West German company, and the tower boarded
up. This was years ago, and not many people knew of it. Well, let me tell you, I was out
of the lithosphere and into the blue so-o-o fast.... It took a couple of days of hard work
and red tape to get that monster working, but fast talking on my part convinced a few
people that- if it worked - there'd be grants to cover operating costs, and it was a lot
more sensible than letting the old nozzle just sit there doing nothing.
In any event, did that thing roar! We had it up to 295 miles an hour, and we weren't
even pushing it. There were a few problems of course. The wind blast was not even at the
sides and there wasn't a proper platform anywhere, so we sat down and devised a net floor,
and louvers to control the turbulence at the tunnel walls. With one delay or another it
was a full three weeks before the equipment was installed, but you can bet I was tracking
full tilt ahead all the while. This was going to be IT. There is where it's at. There is
where it's going to be. There is heaven. And there is the Nozzle. It's big, it's noisy,
it's ugly, but it's paradise.
We put some padding around the old access door, and built an air lock 5 feet inside,
and then we turned on that wonderful monstrosity. When speed was up, I got the thumbs up
from the observation booth, and dove in. I'm sure I'd have floated even if the thing was
turned off. I drifted down to the ropes and the technician turned up the flow to 129 miles
and hour ( the guage was off a bit ). Now you've got to keep in mind that I'm a whuffo
myself, and a small northern beaver of the flying variety at that, so you can imagine how
great the feeling was. I'd found Shangri-La of Parachuting. You never grow old there-
you fall and fall and fall and the ground is always the same distance away. You're lost
in time - no altimeters or paralerts or reserves, or stopwatches - Ahhh! It's too much.
It wasn't long before I talked a bunch of friends into joining me- I needed to get divers
who could keep some secrets and some paratroopers (Canada's best) filled the bill nicely
- and we did formations like skygods. The nozzle is too small for anything much over 4
or 5 man formations, so we decided to work on 4-mans, with international competition in
mind.
Things were going incredibly well. We could free-fall for an hour at a time, condensing
years of normal learning into minutes. Even a whuffo like myself was soon at the level
of the most experienced jumper in the group, and HE was in the stars. It went like this
for a while, but we were getting flak over the cost of running the machine.
The novelty wore off a bit, and it was time to hit the peas. I explained to the executives
how popular the sport was becoming; how intellectual, industrialized, and developed countries
were generating a new breed of people. The more developed a mind becomes, the more developed a
need it has for recreation. Although none of the members would take up my offer to try the
nozzle themselves, they could however, appreciate the exhilarating aspect of it all. But
what really won my battle was the argument that other nations had an unfair advantage over
Canada, with population, terrain, and weather conditions. I explained how we beavers sat
with our fatty acids next to the fire all winter while the hawks and the eagles frolicked
in the sun. The Nozzle, I said, was our secret weapon, and could make Canada number 1.
They finally agreed to at least give it a shot, and that turned out to be just the
beginning. Everytime I mentioned a problem involved with parachuting, one of the technicians
had an answer - but,, that's another story.


Hope you enjoy the short story, above...

Note that the skier mentioned above, that I saw on TV in the Wind tunnel at the NRC 
(National Research Council), was Steve Podborski, of the Crazy Canuks... At that time,
I lived just up the street on Montreal Road, here in Ottawa, and spent a lot of time, over
4 or 5 years, talking to the engineers and technicians at NRC. If you are dealing with
Canadian standards and codes, such as Electrical codes, Structural codes, etc. you can go
to the "M" coded buildings, and talk to the guy who WROTE the code... very handy!



have fun

robin dusty graves


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Unfortune ately, lately, I am stuck in CANADA, where every factory or machine shop I know of,
one by one, is closing down... I fear with the rampant Corporation/Government policies, Canada
will become ( if it already isn't ), a "3rd World Country".

Anyhow, I have got to get dressed to go outside. I have to get some "Canadian" food for dinner...



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Real Science is a fascinating subject, unlike the decades of what
was typically taught in schools that I endured, that tries to KILL
every shred of imagination, of hope, of possibility, and instead,
fills the time with memorizations of WHAT CAN NOT BE DONE!

Nothing can travel faster than the speed of light...

Nothing can get colder than absolute zero.

Matter can neither be created nor destroyed... etc etc.

( All wrong! search Richard Feynman, for a lecture on this! )

There are always a handful of educators, scattered here and there,
who is interested and therefore
interesting, and who keep
mankind from falling back into the Dark AGES !


With the String theory, and new discoveries of the last few years,
we are on the brink of an entirely new era - and I can't wait to see
what happens next! This is a wondrous and magical time, with the
doors of science wide open again - and the view is breathtaking!


**Clarke's Three Laws are three "laws" of prediction formulated
by the British writer                Arthur C. Clarke. They are:

1/ When a distinguished but elderly scientist states that something
is possible, he is almost certainly right. When he states that something
is impossible, he is very probably wrong.
2/ The only way of discovering the limits of the possible
is to venture a little way past them  into the impossible.
3/ Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

(thanks to wikipedia)



have fun


Robin Dusty Graves



( Life, is an experiment, please don't destroy the Lab!
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So far, this winter, I am NOT far enough South... Just as the weather
got warm, and the roads were dry, we got a huge snowfall, that lasted
days! After shoveling snow for a few hours I built a 7- foot snowman,
that says it all!




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