Liza O Discusses the many ways our planet can kill us and why we should leave.

Before I get in my junk heap and abandon Earth, let me explain why I worry about my green blue planet filled with irrational mangy apes.

This planet is Unsafe!

Just ask the dinosaurs. Oh we can't, because this planet killed them.

How will the planet kill us?

It has lots of techniques:
Spewing volcanoes

Heating up so everything burns to a crisp

Releasing poisonous methane from the ocean's bottom.

Becoming a frigid block of ice for millions of years.

And flipping it magnetic field.

That's right, the earth is like a really slow A/C component that sends out it's spark of electricity once every 250K years or so.

Here's a picture of our normal magnetic field and what it looks like in a flip.

While these flips haven't shown any major wipeouts in the past, our past inhabitant didn't live in a world dependent upon electrical charges behaving. 

I don't even want to think was that's going to do to our national grid and more importantly to my money, which isn't actually money, but data stored in a database. 

00010010000001000101010101000*#&$#&$*#)

I so rarely use actual money, I can barely recognize it.

We often make fun of the panda bear who lives on a single food source. 

But let's face it, humans are no better. We depend on electricity. Without it, nothing works. 

You might say, then I'll go buy a generator and create my own electricity.

First, are you seriously going to use your last paper money (assuming it still has value) and buy a generator only to discover the Electro Magnetic Pulses didn't just destroy the grid, but the wiring in your house as well. 

Secondly, gas pumps don't work without electricity, so they'll be no gas to run your generator.

We are truly like the Panda. Our lives depend upon electricity. Without it, we will self destruct, starve and die.

Oh wait, perhaps we can outlast the flip.

Bad news there. The flip takes 2000 years. 

(The Earth clearly works by a different time clock than us.)


There is also a health hazard during the flip because our magnetic shield ceases to properly block the radiation from the sun. 

There is no evidence of this problem in prior flips, but that could be because we don't survive long enough to get cancer.

And when is this supposed to happen?
No clue. If scientist actually know, they are being cagey with the truth.

One NASA article says we've got about 4000 years, but that's a guess, probably with a variance of + or - 4000.  What we do know is that it is going to happen, and we need to start preparing for it, because right now it's not survivable. 

Suddenly Richard Bramson seems a man of vision.

Richard, can I get a seat on the next flight out? Your ship looks much nicer than my imaginary one.

Liza is opening her blog to her new family

Let's be honest, my spaceship is less than sleek.

In fact, it's been likened to a moving junk heap. And whenever I stop at a space hub, some smartass controller always asks if I need a tow.

On the positive side, NO ONE tries to steal it. So I know it will always be in the dock, even if I've left my bio print all over the space center. 

So to give me reason to clean it up, I've decided to add three new additions to my rants that will focus on authors and their Sci-Fi books. 

#1 Liza interviews an Author

In these interviews, I send my guest questions to answer, then twist their words into News Breaking Drama.

Bravery is required to go for one of these, since I rarely behave.

#2 Liza Space naps and interrogates an author

In a space-napping, I sneak into the author's spaceship, throw a riot tube on them, and seal them in a blind helmet and take them back to my spaceship, where I remove the helmet, but not the tube and we discuss their book. Then to ensure my expenses during the abduction are tax deductible as a marketing expense, they have to say something nice about a book of mine.

#3 Liza Interviews a Book

This is where the author stays at home and I interview the book. Me and the book chat it up and it tells me about itself. Turns out each book is uniquely different. Who would have thought?

This is my book transporter. People keep mistaking it for a microwave. Which results in their food ending up god knows where.

In all possible guest blogs, the results will be funny or I'll be grumpy.  

Because they take a bit of effort, I keep all of them up for three days. 

If you are interested in coming on my blog, contact me at Liza2write@yahoo.com

1)Tell me which type of interview/napping you want.

2)The approximate time you would like to be on.

3) And attach the following items:

 Book Cover, Blurb, Excerpt, Links, Bio

Do not send me links to download. I really don't have time to hunt stuff down.

Send it to me and away we'll go!

Hot buttons/ Collapsing Universes/ Lost keys

And just like that, the best blog hop ever is over. Oh the inhumanity of it all!

It was fun, wasn't it? Now, I have 8 followers to talk to.

I fear I'll have 0 again after this blog. I really don't want that, so let me throw up a warning right off:

Warning: Liza, unable to keep withing normal boundaries of appropriate topics, will discuss religion.   Statistical analysis suggest 6 of you will find her comments disturbing enough to consider unfollowing.  Please don't. Liza is only using the religious reference to explain how universes are constantly collapsing into one another

According to the Multiverse theory of Quantum Physics, universes are forming all the time to account for all the choices we make on a daily basis: When we do something, what we do, who does it with us....They all create new universes so that everything that can happen, does.

Liza's Multiverse or Multi-Universes theory of Quantum Physics allows not only for the creation of universes, but the collapsing of statistically similar universes. 

Otherwise the number of Universes would explode to infinity in short order and it will turn into a big black hole of crushed universes. Practicality demands someway to remove small, unimportant differences which occur at each possible action point.

If you whittle the universes down by collapsing any that are statistically the same, now it becomes a workable theory. 

And instead of time being your worst and most prolific nightmare, it becomes the most efficient manager ever.

Turns out, over time, most things becomes statistically irrelevant. In fact, whether things really happened or are just believed to have happened no longer matter.

Warning: this example may offend some readers.

I once read a book that proved  Jesus Christ never existed. In fact there is no mention of him at all until 40 years after his claimed death.

Did the publication of this book have any statistical relevance to my universe? 

None whatsoever. Those who believed in Jesus Christ continued to believe and those who didn't pointed to the book as further proof.  And those who didn't know, still don't know.

In other words, over time, whether Christ lived or not has become statistically irrelevant. What is relevant now is that people believe he exists. 

This shows how even a major statistical differences between two universes can collapse into one, given enough time has passed to make historical reality irrelevant.


Let's say in our  universe Christ was born in a manger and everything happened just as the bible says.

In another universe, he lived, but half the stuff the bible said happened didn't happen. (His followers embellished a great deal to draw in new followers.)

In a third universe, he's a purely fictitious character created by a group of men who really want to break away from the harsh Jewish laws and make a kinder, nicer religion.

At first, these would have been statistically relevant differences creating 3 different universes. 

But let a small bit of time go by --say 2000 years--
and it doesn't matter which "truth" we initially had in this universe. The actual facts have become irrelevant. In each case 33% of Earth's population are Christians and facts discovered now (contributed by a different universe) will not change anyone's opinion.

Because these type of inconsistencies occur all the time, we tend to ignore them and believe what we want.


Example 2:
How many of you have experienced deja vu? 
Yes, The Matrix offered one possible explanation for it. But here's a multi-verse explanaation.

Two universes with statistically irrelevant differences, collapse into one another and you end up reliving the same moment twice because they are a day off from one another.

I distinctly remember the day being 9/12 when the Twin Towers fell. But a day later, everyone thinks it happened on 9/11, which let's face it, is a far more marketable date. So I switched over to 9/11. Most people would just think they got the date wrong and forget the whole thing, but I constantly look for signs of universes collapsing, so I held on to it. 

I know what you're thinking.  If  only Liza had held on to her sanity...

To that point, consider the possibility that when people have illusions and see people who don't exist and remember things that never happened, perhaps they aren't crazy, but the victims of a bad collapse of universes where both lifes try to exist simultaneously. 

This possibility occurred to me when I watched A Beautiful Mind, which was loosely biographical. 

The brilliant scientist John Nash (played by Russell Crow) sees and talks to people no one else can see. He's diagnosed as a schizophrenic and lives two different lives, both real to him. His wife pulls him towards his 'real' life and more meaningful work pulls him to his 'delusional' life.

The world where he's a professor is the dominant universe after the collapse, so his codebreaker people (from the other universe) should have ceased to exist, would have, if the professor had not been so strong-willed and insistent they still existed. (It would be like me stubbornly insisting we've had our dates wrong since the towers fell on 9/12)

Fortunately, I know this sort of stuff goes on all the time, so tomorrow when I wake up with a cat instead of a dog for my pet, I'll just chalk it up to another universe collapse and go with the flow.

Want to know how you can arrive somewhere and not remember the actual drive? Universe collapse.

Have you ever remembered doing something (or not doing something) then you get proved wrong with incontrovertible evidence?  Universe collapse.

A great deal of the strange stuff that goes on in our lives can easily be explained by universe collapse. They happen constantly. 

So the next time you're late to work because you couldn't find the car keys that you always put in the very same place, blame Universal Collapses.


In this universe, I would love you to leave me a comment.

SFR Brigade's 2nd Midsummer Blog Hop

Welcome Aliens:
First let me tell you about the prizes.

(They are open to everyone-internationally)

1st Prize 

$150 Amazon or B&N gift card (winner's choice) 

and an ebook bundle 
Ghost in the Machine, Bayne, 
Recast Book 1: Wither, Recast Book 2: Clash
Alien Adoration, Switched, Reckless Rescue,
Wreck of the Nebula Dream,
Kier, Terms & Conditions Apply,
The Key, Maryra, The Iron Admiral, Sash's Calling,
Trouble at the Hotel Babab Ghanoush,
Winter in Paradise,
Once Upon a Time in Space, the Telomere trilogy,
Winter Fusion, Blue Nebula, Demential,
Wytchfire, Maven, Fires of Justice,
Interface, Girl under Glass, The Plan,
Stark Pleasure, Starburst, and Breakout.

Bonus Books:
The Iron Admiral: Conspiracy and Deception,
Ghost Planet, and Games of Command

2nd Prize 

$50 Amazon or B&N gift card (winner's choice)

3rd, 4th, 5th & 6th prizes

 FOUR $25 Amazon or B&N gift cards 

(given to separate winners and their choice)

Space Rep: Flaming Fazers! That's the best bounty ever!

Liza: I'm afraid to ask. Who are you? And why are you on my blog?

Space Rep: Since you have no followers, I have been assigned to speak on their behalf.

Liza: Assigned by whom?

Space Rep: The committee to Prevent the Extinction of Unvisited blogs otherwise known as PEU (pronounced Pee You).

Liza: This blog was just recently created. I'm hoping to get followers during the blog hop.

Space Rep: Are you giving something away.

Liza: Yes a virtual space towel.

 Space Rep: Wow, that's really a pathetic gift.

Liza: What? No! Space towels are critical when you travel the Galaxy.  You would be surprised how many species spew in your face when greeting. And don't even get me started about the slug people of Slimedonia. You'll need ten towels for every slug you meet.

Space Rep: Well, maybe it's not so bad of a gift. So how do they get this virtual space towel.

Liza: Just follow this blog and leave an email address in the comments mentioning you have done so. 

Now, I'd like to introduce you to two of my yet be be published stories which both begin with the premise of:

With the prodding by the her sister’s spirit, Saran and their giant blue bull leave their farm in search of a handler/husband so they can escape Earth and travel Outbound. The man she meets and falls in love with is her ghost sister’s husband and their spiritual joining sets into play a prophecy written a millions years before. They lead a colony of people to a new world where the dominant intelligent species is blue cattle. Facing harsh seasonal weather patterns, giant bears and T-Rexes, every day in their Paradise is a challenge to survive.

*****

A near-term futuristic novel of human’s first attempt to seed Saturn’s moon, Titan with a colony in case Earth falls into an ice-age humans cannot survive. Bringing the brightest young minds on earth to a secret compound, the needed technological advancements are accomplished with remarkable speed. Yet the clash of personalities and differing philosophical beliefs threaten the survival of all involved.

Space Rep: I can't decide. I'm going with Outbound Blue...no Destination: Titan...I don't know! 

Liza: Grab a space towel and put it over your head. It always calms me down. Now here's the rafflecopter you need to win the fabulous prizes and don't forget to leave me a comment. I love comments.

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Link back to Blog Hop

PLEASE FOLLOW ME
Otherwise, I'll be dogged by the Pee you committee for my entire life

My Brandy New Sci Fi Romance blog just beamed down

Welcome Aliens and Earthlings.
I have landed. 
I have resisted sharing my Sci-Fi-Romance long enough. I cannot remain silent so I have built this space so my writings of the future will have their own place to dance and play.

The very first full length novel I wrote was a Sci-Fi. And because I write three dimensional characters, naturally there was romance.

I've been writing SciFi ever since. I've over 20 novels now. And it's time I start publishing them. So I'd like your advice upon which book should I start with. 

Here are some of my favorites. Let me know which sounds best to you.

Covers are my artwork standing in until they get proper covers.

Five hundred years from now, the necessity of population control and a preference for male children has resulted in a shortage of women. Down from the Appalachian Mountains, comes Tori White: an unusually tall and muscular young woman who is deceived into signing a lifelong contract as a concubine. Entirely unsuitable for the position, she soon finds herself slotted for the ‘beds,’ where few live beyond a month. Yet, her honest and forthright manner charms the head of security into saving her and sets her upon a path in which she becomes the ‘heart’ of the world and the savior of man’s future.

With the prodding by the her sister’s spirit, Saran and their giant blue bull leave their farm in search of a handler/husband so they can escape Earth and travel Outbound. The man she meets and falls in love with is her ghost sister’s husband and their spiritual joining sets into play a prophecy written a millions years before. They lead a colony of people to a new world where the dominant intelligent species is blue cattle. Facing harsh seasonal weather patterns, giant bears and T-Rexes, every day in their Paradise is a challenge to survive.

Alisha Cane has taught herself to fly beyond the limits of the possible. Recruited into the SkyRyder’s Corp, the army of the future, she both succeeds and fails in dramatic turns. Follow the life of this extraordinary ‘debutante’ turned ‘street girl’ turned ‘soldier’ and the men who put their own careers at risk protecting her through her volatile career.

Billionaire David Ross has created a sanctuary for an alien species that superficially resembles Earth’s black panther. This race is superior in both strength and longevity to humans. David’s plan is to seed a new world with the offspring of these aliens and selected humans. Contrary to the covenants of the project, he sends a special young woman named Jesse to the island against her will. Her arrival changes more than he planned.

A near-term futuristic novel of human’s first attempt to seed Saturn’s moon, Titan with a colony in case Earth falls into an ice-age humans cannot survive. Bringing the brightest young minds on earth to a secret compound, the needed technological advancements are accomplished with remarkable speed. Yet the clash of personalities and differing philosophical beliefs threaten the survival of all involved.

Dawn Brown is beautiful, strong and smart. She is the best security protection a man can have. She has the ability to scan the minds of people around her, and can isolate trouble. She also has the ability to obliterate that trouble with a single thought, but to her handler’s frustration she continues to resist using that skill. She is given to a Mid-east Sheik, critical to the peace talks in the region, with the orders to protect him at all costs. The sheik does not believe a woman is capable of protecting him, but he has a penchant for long legged blondes. Dawn discovers she must walk a fine line between protection and play to keep the sheik safe but amused.

I've sent one of these to a publisher for consideration. But which one sounds the best to you?

Leave me a comment and let me know. Also if you can, follow my blog. It's newly born and has no satellites circling it.

Space towels are very handy for those of us who travel multi-universes. I mostly use mine as a hide-from-the-monster towel. You would be surprised exactly how many species will leave you alone if you put a towel over your head.