Kairos | Notes

Kairos - When Eternity Steps Into Time

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My Notes - This is the type of event you really need to experience, it cannot be explained. These notes below are what I got out of it. You might get totally different things. I strongly suggest you make plans to attend. It's open for all churches. You can register (HERE).

 

Appetite for the Eternal

The Soul (mind, will, emotions) is the place of temptation.  Our spirit was saved, our soul is being saved, our body is slowly dying now, but will be saved.

 Ecclesiastes 3 - There is an appointed season for every purpose under heaven.

Physical Pain is a gift of God to tell us something is wrong with our body and it needs to heal. Ex: If you were to begin slowly cutting your hand off, your body would tell you to STOP IT! Physical Pain awakens us to a physical problem.

Soul (mind, will, emotions) Pain is the same thing. It tells you that there is something wrong. Emotional pain awakens us to our soulish problems.

Spiritual Pain awakens us to our eternal needs. In the light of eternity, good things on earth should not satisfy us into complacency, not should bad things pain us into hopelessness.

Question: Do you want God... or just what God can do for you? Am I receiving the benefits of God with Gratitude, or treating them as entitlements? If I treat God as my servant, "Do what I want... now!" any answered prayer will strengthen my sense of entitlement, and any non-answered prayer will cause a deeper sense of pain. God cannot win, when you are playing the role of boss. Without gratitude there is no relationship.

SIN: Seeking 2nd things/attachment to the wrong things. When we seek 2nd things, we loose the 1st things, and the second things are lost as well. When we seek 1st things, the 2nd things are thrown in for free.

Matthew 6:33 NKJV

But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.

Sin is not: Breaking the Rules
Sin is: Heart Condition, Inherited from Adam

Sin is not: Bad Behavior
Sin is: Falling Short of Glory

Romans 3:23 NKJV

for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,

The Sin Solution is not: Better Behavior
The Sin Solution is: New Heart/Spirit

Sin came when we chose knowledge of the right vs wrong over the force of LIFE. The sin solution is not a better knowledge and practice of good, it is connecting to the Source Force of LIFE itself.

Strongholds are soulish, and can be recognized when we know that God's word says "A", but we believe "X" based on our experiences. I know God says "Healing is yours", but I believe I won't be healed... I know God says that I will prosper by following His way, but I'll just be poor my whole life...

These are the types of statements someone makes when caught in a stronghold.

I know God's Word says... But my experience says... I believe my experience.

 We need to understand "HERE" from the perspective of "THERE"

God gave me a funny comparison. The difference between earth and heaven, is similarly to the difference between the 1950's Superman Comic Book, and the 2013 Man of Steel Movie. 

Compare the graphics of a 1950's Comic

To the CGI effects of a 2013 Movie.



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Establishing Identity/Hearing God

Story One: Deaf Guy - Summary - There was a deaf man, and a new Sign Language (ASL) instructor came in. This man was ignored by everyone, so she took him on. She came to him and signed "My name is Karen", and he signed back in perfect ASL, "My name is Karen". She was surprised. She she signed "No, my name is Karen, what is your name?" He signed back "No, my name is Karen, what is your name?" Puzzled, she began to realize that this deaf man had words... but he did not have language. He did grasp the meaning of words. Words contain images, ideas, concepts. They are containers for thoughts. They communicate thoughts. If you have the words but no language, you cannot communicate, you can only Parrot. She worked with this man until one day he jumped from his chair and signed "I GET IT! This is a chair, things have names!" And he started the slow process of learning language.

Story Two: Pastors Kid - There was a pastors kid who grew up to be a pastor on staff at the same church his Dad pastored. Do to some things mean church goes had said, there was a lie in his head that he had no real talent or ability, and that the only reason he was on staff was because of who his Dad was. One day God breaks through and tells him: "Listen, you have not gotten where you are because of your talent and ability, you HAVE gotten where you are because of who your Father is... and I AM YOUR FATHER! Because of that, no man can put you in, and no man can take you out."

You cannot think without language. Words connected to ideas are how language takes place, and it takes language to think. Babies and Dogs probably both dream images, but they do not "think" as we do. Thinking requires language.

When we struggle with our walk with God, it is often because we are "hearing" another voice, not the voice of our Shepherd.

Questions to ask God, and listen for Him to answer them.

1. What are you saying to me today, about me?
2. What names have I believed about me today that are not from you?
3. What are the names You, God, would have me believe?
4. What lie/name have I believed about you?
5. What name do you want me to know about you?

 

Anatomy of a Stronghold

Anatomy of a Stronghold

1. Event - Caused by external factors, creates a pain point in your life. 
2. Lie - The enemy took this event as an opportunity to tell you a lie about it, that you believed. 
3. Defense/Comfort - Some action that brings comfort and feels right, based on the lie. 
4. Reaction - Either other people's reaction to my defense, or a natural by-product of the comfort/defense creates a similar event to that which caused the lie, and reinforces the lie, so I go deeper into my comfort, and the reaction happens again. Thus the cycle is strong with each turn.

Example One: Financial Stronghold

1. Event - Financial Set Back
2. Lie - God Doesn't Come Through/Provide for Me
3. Comfort/Defense - Seek to spend money on food/fun.
4. Reaction - Money Spend unwisely creates another financial setback...

Example Two: Relationship Stronghold (affected friendships, relationships, sex life, etc...)

1. Event - Rejected/Beat Up/Bullied by a stereo-type Male Jock
2. Lie - I am Intellectually Superior to most men, and all Jocks.
3. Comfort/Defense - Seek affection, comfort, and validation from Women. Keep no male friends. Reject sports unless women are there (like gymnastics). Get addicted to relationships with women like a drug, moving from one to the next rapidly seeking validation. Push most forms of male friendship away, in some cases feel greatest satisfaction when I take a woman from a male (especially a jock-type). 
1. Only friends are women, gay men, or men who show a tendency for favoring intellectual or artistic pursuits over physical ones.
4. Reaction -  Men keep their distance, or worse bully. Thus, rejected by men, thus reinforcing the lie...

The Painful Event was not the problem, the lie we believed about it is the problem. If you can begin to identify each of the four components of the cycle, you can interrupt the cycle, and start a positive strong hold instead.

1. Event - Any Event
2. TRUTH -
3. True Comfort - 
4. Positive Reaction -

The problem with negative strongholds, is that they create a wall that doesn't just keep bad stuff from getting in, it keeps good stuff from getting in too. It also ties you to the very thing you wanted to be free from. Saying " I'll never by like my Dad..." is the best way to guarantee that you will be!

These vows FEEL right, but are WRONG. Nobody can take down your stronghold for you. But neither can you do it yourself. You need the Holy Spirit to show you which bricks to remove, in which order, and let Him empower you to remove them one by one.

2 Corinthians 10:4-5

4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, 5 casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,  

Solution:

Repentance involves a change in how I perceive reality. One of the most fundamental changes in how I perceive reality involves changing the source of truth. I need a new source of truth, and a new source of comfort and protection. You may see in the natural that you are one guy in a house on open land surrounded by armies. Elijah.

Which would you rather be, that guy with a wall built around the house, hoping the enemy doesn't get in? Or that guy with a house on open land, with your own ARMY 10 times the size surrounding the army that surrounds you? Meanwhile, you keep the view unobstructed by walls, and good things can still come freely to visit?

2 Kings 6
New American Standard Bible
Then Elisha prayed and said, "O LORD, I pray, open his eyes that he may see." And the LORD opened the servant's eyes and he saw; and behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.

1. Ask God: "Father, reveal a significant event that happened in my life."
2. Ask God: "Father, reveal the lie I believed about that event."
3. Ask God: "Father, reveal the comfort/defense I seek after believing that lie."
4. Ask God: "Father, reveal the natural/people reaction from that comfort/defense."
5. Father, I confess "insert lie here" as a lie. Forgive me for believing that lie. What truth would you have me believe instead?
6. Father, what comfort/defense should I believe/seek instead? 

Walk that out... day by day, event by event... building a new positive stronghold. 

Grace and Receiving Forgiveness

Nothing we every DO can result in forgiveness. Everything HE HAS DONE resulted in forgiveness. Our part is to receive.

The same thing is true for all of God's benefits. God heals, we receive. God delivers, we receive. God prospers, we receive.

When we pray for people to get healed, our part is to pray in faith, and lay hands. God's part is to heal.

1. I take responsibility to pray in faith, and lay hands. My job is done. 
2. They take responsibility to receive healing. 
3. God's part is to heal. 

I take NO responsibility for God's part. If healing comes I take no credit. If healing doesn't appear to come right away, I take no blame. THAT takes all the pressure off of ME, and puts it where it belongs, on God. "Sir/Madam, I can teach you about God, help you build faith and understand His will. I can pray in faith, and I can lay hands on you... and that is where I stop. I've never healed anybody. Not ever. Only God heals. You receive it. I can't do your part, and I certainly can't do God's. Are you ready to believe?" 

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The Worst Sinner EVER...

God showed me something during class today that floored me.

Matthew 27:45-54
45 Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. 46 And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, "Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?" that is, "My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?" 47 Some of those who stood there, when they heard that, said, "This Man is calling for Elijah!" 48 Immediately one of them ran and took a sponge, filled it with sour wine and put it on a reed, and offered it to Him to drink. 49 The rest said, "Let Him alone; let us see if Elijah will come to save Him." 50 And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice, and yielded up His spirit. 51 Then, behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split, 52 and the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised; 53 and coming out of the graves after His resurrection, they went into the holy city and appeared to many. 54 So when the centurion and those with him, who were guarding Jesus, saw the earthquake and the things that had happened, they feared greatly, saying, "Truly this was the Son of God!"

Jesus had prayed earlier for the Father to forgive them (the men who were killing him), they knew not what they do. Here, at the end, when Jesus dies, there is an earthquake, and major stuff goes down... the centurion, one of the men responsible for actually doing the crucifixion feared saying "Truly, this was God's kid"... I got a picture in my mind of this man being one of the several driving the nails into his hands and feet, and enjoying it, because he took pride in his work. After all, these men deserve to die, and he was good at his job ensuring it happened. But when he has the realization that he's just killed God's Son... he has a sinking fear that he's done something wrong... that this one didn't deserve it. He's instantly changed from executioner to murderer. Centurion fear not just for his life... but for his soul. And for the first time he comes face to face with his need for eternal things. I doubt he got saved there, at the cross... maybe he did. I do think that he recalled "Father... forgive them, they know not what they do..." and I think that phrase echoed throughout his mind and heart. I don't know if it happened right then, or if it was after Pentecost and he was among the crowd that heard the first sermon from Peter. Maybe he was one of the first 3,000 to get saved? Maybe not, because he was a centurion and not a Jew. Non Jews didn't get saved until Paul came on the scene, or Peter are Cornelius house. But weather it was right there, as Jesus hung on that tree, or days, weeks, or months later... did he go back, to the spot where HE killed Jesus... did he receive that forgiveness Jesus offered. And if the man who actually drove the nails into Jesus' hands could be forgiven... couldn't you?

It's hard to say how much of the story is true, but Church History does record the name of Longinus as the head centurion at the Cross, who spoke those works "surely this is God's Son" and he because a Church leader, and fiery preacher.

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Another memory, this memory was more a series of events... this time of my brother.

Event(S)
Between 4-5 years old (my brother would have been 2-3) I saw a vision of a demon in our room. It looked like a normal person, until it turned it's head and it's eyes were vacant holes of black. She (the demon was a she, or portrayed herself as a she), was looking at my brother, but would turn to me. She didn't open her mouth, but I heard the words in my heart, the message was "Don't interfere, he's mine." I was terrified. I ran to my parents room when she turned back. Mom and Dad came with me to the room, it was gone... I don't recall what happened next, they probably put me back in bed, or maybe let me stay with them, although I doubt that. This was not a dream, or a fanciful memory, it happened. It's as real to me today as it was then.

About this same age, I remember telling him to stand still, I stood on a porch a little higher than him. I was going to take a large rock and throw it over his head. Unfortunately, it didn't go over his head, it hit him square on the forehead. No major damage, but it did cause a cut, and may or may not have needed stitches, can't remember. 

Later, I had dreams of trying to save him. These were spiritual dreams, I didn't know it at the time. The only one I remember clearly was of him drowning at the bottom of a pool, and I ran to tell my parents who ignored me "that's nice", and I jumped in to save him, and he was chained to the bottom and I couldn't loose him. (I was about 5-6 when these dreams occurred).

My brother would get anything he wanted. Favor followed that kid something fierce. One day, we were old enough to go on our own. We were at a hotel, and we got sent with money we each had across the street to a restaurant. I think a McDonald's. He didn't have enough for what he wanted, so she gave him both things anyway. She did NOT give me both, I had to choose. I remember thinking, he get's to misbehave constantly and get's rewarded for it, I have to do the right thing and get nothing for it. I have to be the responsible one.

One more event, at ten years old a (deaconess/elderess) lady leader told me that as the pastors son, I needed to start setting a better example for those other boys (kids)... who were 13-14 years old.

The Lie

I don't know if there was a single moment, or if it just built up, I think it just built up. Eventually I decided that I was seeing things that no one else saw... I was responsible for him... I was not strong enough or good enough... why try...

I felt the need to be responsible, an overwhelming sense of not being strong enough, and a resentment toward anyone or anything that would demand too much from me. 

 How can I summarize this lie?

You need to be responsible,but you are not strong enough, good enough, able enough.

I began to feel unworthy to be in positions of leadership. I sabotaged any advancement into leadership at jobs, moved from job to job before I could get too much responsibility. I was called to preach at 10, but ran from it my whole life. The thought of taking the platform terrifies me. Not because I think I would be bad at... I actually think I would be great at it... and THAT terrifies me. Eventually I'll realize I'm not good enough or strong enough to stay there.

I sought solace/comfort/defense in various things. Alcohol, Women, Internet Activities, Work, Tasks...

It's paralyzed me from making decisions, or being responsible. When a woman was get too needy, I was either out, or treated her badly so that she would leave. Not on purpose, per say, but that's what I now know I was doing.

So the lie perpetuated more events, which perpetuated the lie. Women, Work, Life... I'm not good enough or strong enough and I should run from responsibility. 

What is the truth that I should believe?

I have been given the ability to see things other don't see, and a passion to set them free. I am a human in a fallen world. I'm not strong enough or good enough, and cannot set anyone free. Only Jesus can set people free. I cannot and should not take responsibility for other people's freedom. I can and should allow Him to show me the problem, Listen for him to tell me what to do/say about it... and then let HIM take responsibility for the results. I lay hands on the sick, I speak healing over them... HE does the healing. I can take no credit when healing comes, or blame when it doesn't. I can't heal or set free, only HE can.


I'm sure there are other notes I could jot down, and I may come back and add them. But that's what I have for now.

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Ash and Eta | Tazed, Sedated, Captured

The compound didn't seem to heavily gaurded, he knew that missing personell would just trigger the alarm. He snuck in through a side window after the gaurds had passed. He could see men in lab coats running tests and reading outputs. There was the slight scent of rubbing alcohol, lemon scented. He opened the door of an unused room, and got out of the hallway, out of sight. Eta followed closely behind a few moments later. Moving their way across the room to another doorway on the opposite side of the large room, a slight opening allowed enough siteline to assess the situation on the other side. They would need to be quick. Ash and Eta moved silently and swiftly down the hall toward the office towers. They were dark, so odds were that they were under light gaurd and they could be in and out without being seen.



The elevator would be easier, but that would alert someone to it's use. The stairs would be longer, but they would have a great chance of assessing their being spotted. Hopefully the camera's were already looped, they'd have to rely on Chester to complete his part of the mission. They didn't want to risk breaking radio silence to confirm. If he saw them heading into a trap, he'd break silence to alert them.



As they entered the main floor of the office suite they checked infrared and found no dedection of motion dedectors in the immediate area. The main CEO would never have the computer files they were looking for, he would not want to be implicated. Chester advised heading for the admins computer, it's likely the CEO would want them within reach, but not directly implicated to him.



They inserted the thumb drive provided by Chester, and turned on the unit. It whired to life, and started booting. Chesters program hacked in through the boot drive into the main file system and onto the servers. Once uploaded they could leave, because the program would begin uploading all the sensetive data to multiple safe servers around the country, and back up servers behind those. These people may or may not be suffisticated enough to track all that down, but not until Chester had a way to recover the files from one of the back up points, without leaving a trace behind.



The upload of the info-virus was complete. Eta and Ash turned off the monitor but left the computer running. Chester had advised that the terminal would benefit from the access point being left open for a limited time, and would auto shut down the computer before anyone came in for the day.



Ash took the thumb drive and steped on it to crack the case open. He took a screw driver and puctured the memory chip with a hard punch, then repeated this a few times. He then handed it to Eta who placed it onto a supermagnet she was carrying in her pocket. This should sufficiently erase the data. And if by some miracle they are able to recover the data enough to understand the encryption and the virus, it will be long after Chester has recovered what he needed from the server network he used to store the mined data.



Making their way back down the steps, footseps and chatter below gave them pause. Ten levels down. The gaurds were making their rounds, chatting about the latest football game. They looked up, and didn't see anyone that direction. It would be a tight race, but the it was the plan B they had discussed. They kept the foot falls as silent as possible as they made their way back up the stairs, trying to keep an ear on the gaurds below, and not alert them to their presence.



A few floors up, and they heard the sound of radio chatter. They stopped to listen. The gaurd room couldn't see the gaurds in the stair well. The loop had been discovered, they were comprimised, but no-one knew they were here, they heard the gaurds coming up the stairs faster now. The kept to the walls and made their way quickly. If they stepped light enough the gaurds wouldn't hear them over their insesant chatter and yelling "Clear".



Ash and Eta were so focused on the gaurds below, that they failed to watch the doorways as they passed them. The door opened just as they passed it, and lights flashed from the rifle.



Or was that a rifel?



It was a bright blue light... not the yellow red muzzle flash it should have been.



Ash knew it as he was going down...



...he'd been tazed.



He'd known that feeling from years of training. They used to taz each other just for fun, and built up a tolerance to it. In a one on one fight, Ash could have come back fighting, but a then second taz hit him. The gaurds from below had caught up.



Three, no four men were on him, holding him down. The needle in the arm would mean powerful sleep. These were professionals. Now he knew what it felt like to be the victim of a smash and grab. Such a rookie mistake too, letting his gaurd down. They should have come in slower, or divided their attention.



More surveliance.



More reconniseance.



As he felt himself going under the power of sedation, he forced his eyes slightly open, he could see a figure coming toward him dressed in black. He closed his eyes, but he heard a sigh. It sounded like dissapointment.



Was that himself sighing?


Darkness came over him...



... The room always started out so bright. The white room. White walls, cold metal, hissing from overhead... the familiar dream, the dream he'd had every night for five years now... The dark room would be next. He hated the dark room. But the white room wasn't so bad, except for that insesant hissing.





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Eta ran for all her legs would carry her, three gaurds were behind her. She was loosing them faster, she could outrun these mall cops anyday. Up ahead she saw the door open, and one came toward her.



Running time was over for the moment. She'd have to stand her ground against this one, and the three behind. She saw the tazer flash, she side swiped and it made no contact. She used the momentum to grab the wand and pull it toward her, while she pulled in the knee to his inner thigh. Whipping around she tossed him like a rag doll at the other three coming up the stairs.



For split fractions of a second time slowed down. Should she stand against these four or had she thrown them off enough to regain her lead? Nope. One had gotten passed the others without loosing momentum.



He came at her with the tazer too. What is it with these guys and tazers? She allowed the wires to fly passed as she used the stairwell handle for grip and plucked herself up into the air, and landed a kick right to the face. He hurled back into the other three who were just getting untangled. That was the break in momentum she needed.



Eta flew up the stairs faster now, highest speed. She couldn't worry about Ash right now. He could handle himself. If he'd been caught, she couldn't help him if she were caught too. Up the stairs, out to the access door to the roof. She pulled her side arm and fired three rounds into the padlock and landed a good jump kick into the door, which flew open before her. She didn't have enough height to land a parachute jump safely, so in a dicey decision, she pulled the rip cord and threw the bag over the edge. It carried enough weight with her extra gear that the parachute should release and catch the wind. They would hunt the fake her down. The parachute landed just over the edge of the coumpound in the distance.



Meanwhile, she found found an access panel, and hid inside the ducting. She waited for a half hour to ensure that they were all on the hunt for her elsewhere, and then Eta slowly exited the access panel. Eta worked her way down the fire escape on the dark side of the building. She could see they'd taken the ruse. Whole rounds of gaurds with flash lights were working their way through the field, other in vehicles were driving the field looking for farther signs of escape. There were even two helicopters searching the fields further out.



Eta noticed that two of the gaurds on break had left their flack jackets hanging no the stairwell when they ran out to joint the chase. Fortutise! She doned the jack that matched the other gaurds, the pants were so similar they'd never been inspected close up. She took the tie back from her hair, and let it down with a shake. She walked in a hurried manner, but purposed to look like someone on a mission for the general (not someone running for her life) toward the gate.



She slipped out the back gate right toward all the fuss, and took a hummer with her, why did they always leave the keys in these things? She picked up a soldier along the way, and order him to watch from the passenger side and she looked out from the drivers side. They whirred along, he tried to talk once, and she reprimanded him for not paying attention. "We have a fugutive on the loose and you want to make small talk soldier?" "No Ma'am!", came his reply. He didn't so much as look her direction for the rest of the journey. She stopped along the road and told him she thought she saw something and told him to head over the hill and look, if he spotted anything to call it in. Meanwhile, she'd check the other side of the road. She was so bossy and official that he never second guessed her and went running up and over the hill. She took off down the road and toward the town.



Eta pulled in behind a truck stop, lost the flack jacket and ripped off the bottom of ther cargo pants, and twisted the belly of her shirt into a knott. Nothing would attract attention away from her face faster than this get up. She headed through the area toward the sleepers. Found an older Ford Escort parked on the darker side of the building, late 1990's. She pulled her tools and had it hot wired. In two minutes she was driving up the on ramp toward the I-10. She need to break radio silence, but not yet, not until she was sufficiently out of range.









*************Darrell G. Wolfe

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Ash and Eta | Tazed, Sedated, Captured

The compound didn't seem to heavily gaurded, he knew that missing personell would just trigger the alarm. He snuck in through a side window after the gaurds had passed. He could see men in lab coats running tests and reading outputs. There was the slight scent of rubbing alcohol, lemon scented. He opened the door of an unused room, and got out of the hallway, out of sight. Eta followed closely behind a few moments later. Moving their way across the room to another doorway on the opposite side of the large room, a slight opening allowed enough siteline to assess the situation on the other side. They would need to be quick. Ash and Eta moved silently and swiftly down the hall toward the office towers. They were dark, so odds were that they were under light gaurd and they could be in and out without being seen.

The elevator would be easier, but that would alert someone to it's use. The stairs would be longer, but they would have a great chance of assessing their being spotted. Hopefully the camera's were already looped, they'd have to rely on Chester to complete his part of the mission. They didn't want to risk breaking radio silence to confirm. If he saw them heading into a trap, he'd break silence to alert them.

As they entered the main floor of the office suite they checked infrared and found no dedection of motion dedectors in the immediate area. The main CEO would never have the computer files they were looking for, he would not want to be implicated. Chester advised heading for the admins computer, it's likely the CEO would want them within reach, but not directly implicated to him.

They inserted the thumb drive provided by Chester, and turned on the unit. It whired to life, and started booting. Chesters program hacked in through the boot drive into the main file system and onto the servers. Once uploaded they could leave, because the program would begin uploading all the sensetive data to multiple safe servers around the country, and back up servers behind those. These people may or may not be suffisticated enough to track all that down, but not until Chester had a way to recover the files from one of the back up points, without leaving a trace behind.

The upload of the info-virus was complete. Eta and Ash turned off the monitor but left the computer running. Chester had advised that the terminal would benefit from the access point being left open for a limited time, and would auto shut down the computer before anyone came in for the day.

Ash took the thumb drive and steped on it to crack the case open. He took a screw driver and puctured the memory chip with a hard punch, then repeated this a few times. He then handed it to Eta who placed it onto a supermagnet she was carrying in her pocket. This should sufficiently erase the data. And if by some miracle they are able to recover the data enough to understand the encryption and the virus, it will be long after Chester has recovered what he needed from the server network he used to store the mined data.

Making their way back down the steps, footseps and chatter below gave them pause. Ten levels down. The gaurds were making their rounds, chatting about the latest football game. They looked up, and didn't see anyone that direction. It would be a tight race, but the it was the plan B they had discussed. They kept the foot falls as silent as possible as they made their way back up the stairs, trying to keep an ear on the gaurds below, and not alert them to their presence.

A few floors up, and they heard the sound of radio chatter. They stopped to listen. The gaurd room couldn't see the gaurds in the stair well. The loop had been discovered, they were comprimised, but no-one knew they were here, they heard the gaurds coming up the stairs faster now. The kept to the walls and made their way quickly. If they stepped light enough the gaurds wouldn't hear them over their insesant chatter and yelling "Clear".

Ash and Eta were so focused on the gaurds below, that they failed to watch the doorways as they passed them. The door opened just as they passed it, and lights flashed from the rifle.

Or was that a rifel?

It was a bright blue light... not the yellow red muzzle flash it should have been.

Ash knew it as he was going down...

...he'd been tazed.

He'd known that feeling from years of training. They used to taz each other just for fun, and built up a tolerance to it. In a one on one fight, Ash could have come back fighting, but a then second taz hit him. The gaurds from below had caught up.

Three, no four men were on him, holding him down. The needle in the arm would mean powerful sleep. These were professionals. Now he knew what it felt like to be the victim of a smash and grab. Such a rookie mistake too, letting his gaurd down. They should have come in slower, or divided their attention.

More surveliance.

More reconniseance.

As he felt himself going under the power of sedation, he forced his eyes slightly open, he could see a figure coming toward him dressed in black. He closed his eyes, but he heard a sigh. It sounded like dissapointment.

Was that himself sighing?

Darkness came over him...

... The room always started out so bright. The white room. White walls, cold metal, hissing from overhead... the familiar dream, the dream he'd had every night for five years now... The dark room would be next. He hated the dark room. But the white room wasn't so bad, except for that insesant hissing.


***

Eta ran for all her legs would carry her, three gaurds were behind her. She was loosing them faster, she could outrun these mall cops anyday. Up ahead she saw the door open, and one came toward her.

Running time was over for the moment. She'd have to stand her ground against this one, and the three behind. She saw the tazer flash, she side swiped and it made no contact. She used the momentum to grab the wand and pull it toward her, while she pulled in the knee to his inner thigh. Whipping around she tossed him like a rag doll at the other three coming up the stairs.

For split fractions of a second time slowed down. Should she stand against these four or had she thrown them off enough to regain her lead? Nope. One had gotten passed the others without loosing momentum.

He came at her with the tazer too. What is it with these guys and tazers? She allowed the wires to fly passed as she used the stairwell handle for grip and plucked herself up into the air, and landed a kick right to the face. He hurled back into the other three who were just getting untangled. That was the break in momentum she needed.

Eta flew up the stairs faster now, highest speed. She couldn't worry about Ash right now. He could handle himself. If he'd been caught, she couldn't help him if she were caught too. Up the stairs, out to the access door to the roof. She pulled her side arm and fired three rounds into the padlock and landed a good jump kick into the door, which flew open before her. She didn't have enough height to land a parachute jump safely, so in a dicey decision, she pulled the rip cord and threw the bag over the edge. It carried enough weight with her extra gear that the parachute should release and catch the wind. They would hunt the fake her down. The parachute landed just over the edge of the coumpound in the distance.

Meanwhile, she found found an access panel, and hid inside the ducting. She waited for a half hour to ensure that they were all on the hunt for her elsewhere, and then Eta slowly exited the access panel. Eta worked her way down the fire escape on the dark side of the building. She could see they'd taken the ruse. Whole rounds of gaurds with flash lights were working their way through the field, other in vehicles were driving the field looking for farther signs of escape. There were even two helicopters searching the fields further out.

Eta noticed that two of the gaurds on break had left their flack jackets hanging no the stairwell when they ran out to joint the chase. Fortutise! She doned the jack that matched the other gaurds, the pants were so similar they'd never been inspected close up. She took the tie back from her hair, and let it down with a shake. She walked in a hurried manner, but purposed to look like someone on a mission for the general (not someone running for her life) toward the gate.

She slipped out the back gate right toward all the fuss, and took a hummer with her, why did they always leave the keys in these things? She picked up a soldier along the way, and order him to watch from the passenger side and she looked out from the drivers side. They whirred along, he tried to talk once, and she reprimanded him for not paying attention. "We have a fugutive on the loose and you want to make small talk soldier?" "No Ma'am!", came his reply. He didn't so much as look her direction for the rest of the journey. She stopped along the road and told him she thought she saw something and told him to head over the hill and look, if he spotted anything to call it in. Meanwhile, she'd check the other side of the road. She was so bossy and official that he never second guessed her and went running up and over the hill. She took off down the road and toward the town.

Eta pulled in behind a truck stop, lost the flack jacket and ripped off the bottom of ther cargo pants, and twisted the belly of her shirt into a knott. Nothing would attract attention away from her face faster than this get up. She headed through the area toward the sleepers. Found an older Ford Escort parked on the darker side of the building, late 1990's. She pulled her tools and had it hot wired. In two minutes she was driving up the on ramp toward the I-10. She need to break radio silence, but not yet, not until she was sufficiently out of range.




*************Darrell G. Wolfe

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Research: Erase Hard Drive/ Thumb Drive

2: Degaussing

Hard drives are nothing more than bottles of data held in place by magnetic glue. By removing the magnetic glue, you can create a breakdown of the underlying bits and bytes and scramble them in a way that's pretty tough to recover from. If the degaussing device used is good enough, you'll destroy all of the bits and bytes at the user level as well as the low-level formatting that makes it function as a drive. (If you're serious about data security, you'll use a powerful degausser.)

Although degaussing might be looked at as a way of simply erasing a drive, it's actually a destructive mechanism, though it's not nearly as fun to watch as a shredder.

Powerful degaussers will also render inoperable a drives servo motors and will damage the spindle motor of the drive. It truly is a paperweight when you're done.

A really good degausser is expensive, but it doesn't cost as much as a really good shredder, and it might be enough for your needs. Also, it's a fast process. Take a look at this YouTube video of a hard drive degausser in action.

Wiki: Degaussing

 

Magnetic data storage media[edit]

Data is stored in the magnetic media, such as hard drives, floppy disks, and magnetic tape, by making very small areas called magnetic domains change their magnetic alignment to be in the direction of an applied magnetic field. This phenomenon occurs in much the same way a compass needle points in the direction of the Earth's magnetic field. Degaussing, commonly called erasure, leaves the domains in random patterns with no preference to orientation, thereby rendering previous data unrecoverable. There are some domains whose magnetic alignment is not randomized after degaussing. The information these domains represent is commonly called magnetic remanence or remanent magnetization. Proper degaussing will ensure there is insufficient magnetic remanence to reconstruct the data.^[2]

Erasure via degaussing may be accomplished in two ways: in AC erasure, the medium is degaussed by applying an alternating field that is reduced in amplitude over time from an initial high value (i.e., AC powered); in DC erasure, the medium is saturated by applying a unidirectional field (i.e., DC powered or by employing a permanent magnet). A degausser is a device that can generate a magnetic field for degaussing magnetic storage media.^[3]

Irreversible damage to some media types[edit]

Many forms of generic magnetic storage media can be reused after degaussing, including audio reel-to-reel tape, VHS videocassettes, and floppy disks. These older media types are simply a raw medium which are overwritten with fresh new patterns, created by fixed-alignment read/write heads.

For certain forms of computer data storage, however, such as modern hard drives and some tape backup drives, degaussing renders the magnetic media completely unusable and damages the storage system. This is due to the devices having an infinitely variable read/write head positioning mechanism which relies on special servo control data (e.g. Gray Code) that is meant to be permanently embedded into the magnetic media. This servo data is written onto the media a single time at the factory using special-purpose servo writing hardware.

The servo patterns are normally never overwritten by the device for any reason and are used to precisely position the read/write heads over data tracks on the media, to compensate for sudden jarring device movements, thermal expansion, or changes in orientation. Degaussing indiscriminately removes not only the stored data but also the servo control data, and without the servo data the device is no longer able to determine where data is to be read or written on the magnetic medium. The medium must be low-level formatted to become usable again; with modern hard drives, this is generally not possible without manufacturer-specific and often model-specific service equipment.

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Research: Erase Hard Drive/ Thumb Drive

2: Degaussing

Hard drives are nothing more than bottles of data held in place by magnetic glue. By removing the magnetic glue, you can create a breakdown of the underlying bits and bytes and scramble them in a way that's pretty tough to recover from. If the degaussing device used is good enough, you'll destroy all of the bits and bytes at the user level as well as the low-level formatting that makes it function as a drive. (If you're serious about data security, you'll use a powerful degausser.)
Although degaussing might be looked at as a way of simply erasing a drive, it's actually a destructive mechanism, though it's not nearly as fun to watch as a shredder.
Powerful degaussers will also render inoperable a drives servo motors and will damage the spindle motor of the drive. It truly is a paperweight when you're done.
A really good degausser is expensive, but it doesn't cost as much as a really good shredder, and it might be enough for your needs. Also, it's a fast process. Take a look at this YouTube video of a hard drive degausser in action.

Wiki: Degaussing

 

Magnetic data storage media[edit]

Data is stored in the magnetic media, such as hard drives, floppy disks, and magnetic tape, by making very small areas called magnetic domains change their magnetic alignment to be in the direction of an applied magnetic field. This phenomenon occurs in much the same way a compass needle points in the direction of the Earth's magnetic field. Degaussing, commonly called erasure, leaves the domains in random patterns with no preference to orientation, thereby rendering previous data unrecoverable. There are some domains whose magnetic alignment is not randomized after degaussing. The information these domains represent is commonly called magnetic remanence or remanent magnetization. Proper degaussing will ensure there is insufficient magnetic remanence to reconstruct the data.^[2]
Erasure via degaussing may be accomplished in two ways: in AC erasure, the medium is degaussed by applying an alternating field that is reduced in amplitude over time from an initial high value (i.e., AC powered); in DC erasure, the medium is saturated by applying a unidirectional field (i.e., DC powered or by employing a permanent magnet). A degausser is a device that can generate a magnetic field for degaussing magnetic storage media.^[3]

Irreversible damage to some media types[edit]

Many forms of generic magnetic storage media can be reused after degaussing, including audio reel-to-reel tape, VHS videocassettes, and floppy disks. These older media types are simply a raw medium which are overwritten with fresh new patterns, created by fixed-alignment read/write heads.
For certain forms of computer data storage, however, such as modern hard drives and some tape backup drives, degaussing renders the magnetic media completely unusable and damages the storage system. This is due to the devices having an infinitely variable read/write head positioning mechanism which relies on special servo control data (e.g. Gray Code) that is meant to be permanently embedded into the magnetic media. This servo data is written onto the media a single time at the factory using special-purpose servo writing hardware.
The servo patterns are normally never overwritten by the device for any reason and are used to precisely position the read/write heads over data tracks on the media, to compensate for sudden jarring device movements, thermal expansion, or changes in orientation. Degaussing indiscriminately removes not only the stored data but also the servo control data, and without the servo data the device is no longer able to determine where data is to be read or written on the magnetic medium. The medium must be low-level formatted to become usable again; with modern hard drives, this is generally not possible without manufacturer-specific and often model-specific service equipment.

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Akeem | Hitchhiker, but not

When I passed the car, and then a block down the freeway I see a man in a grey suit pants and brown suit jacket with a brief case walking on the freeway. I heard inside of me, “pick him up”. I obeyed immediately. I moved stuff aside and opened my door and leaned out and motioned my thumb to him “international hitch hiking symbol”.

Picked up Akeem on the side of the road. He’s from NJ. He stated his gas ran out, he thinks, and that was his car I passed. He was afraid to attempt to hold out his thumb to hitch hike because he wasn’t sure if it was illegal to do so in Texas. He’s working for ADT now, lots of OT because he’s running low on money. That’s why he’s out of gas. He’s running late to work, and my picking him up is really helping him get there faster, maybe an hour or more faster than walking. He’s very grateful, it was cold out there and his jacket is light.

I asked if he had people at work that could help him back to deal with the car after work. He said he did. That part would be covered.

I drove him to work nearby and still ended up at work just a few moments late. I felt/heard God say “thank you, he’s one of mine”. I said “You’re welcome”. I felt bad that I didn’t just get gas for his car. God said “I have people for that. You are one cog in that wheel. You did good son.”

God said: “If you keep opening your heart to me, and spending time practicing to hear my voice, and open your heart to worship, you’ll notice more and more of these unique moments in life.

It’s important to know about Favor, believe in Favor, be ready and willing to declare Favor over your life. BUT… Favor is not a magic spell. It’s not something you can declare every morning, without being in relationship with Me, and expect it to work the Favor Magic in your life. Favor is a byproduct of relationship with me. If you are deepening your relationship with me, Favor will come. Listen to Me. Hear Me. Obey what you hear. Favor is just as likely to use you to bless someone as it is to use someone to bless you.”

Inside of me I saw/heard an inner me jump up and down and say “Whooooo Hoooo!”

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Akeem | Hitchhiker, but not

When I passed the car, and then a block down the freeway I see a man in a grey suit pants and brown suit jacket with a brief case walking on the freeway. I heard inside of me, “pick him up”. I obeyed immediately. I moved stuff aside and opened my door and leaned out and motioned my thumb to him “international hitch hiking symbol”.

Picked up Akeem on the side of the road. He’s from NJ. He stated his gas ran out, he thinks, and that was his car I passed. He was afraid to attempt to hold out his thumb to hitch hike because he wasn’t sure if it was illegal to do so in Texas. He’s working for ADT now, lots of OT because he’s running low on money. That’s why he’s out of gas. He’s running late to work, and my picking him up is really helping him get there faster, maybe an hour or more faster than walking. He’s very grateful, it was cold out there and his jacket is light.

I asked if he had people at work that could help him back to deal with the car after work. He said he did. That part would be covered.

I drove him to work nearby and still ended up at work just a few moments late. I felt/heard God say “thank you, he’s one of mine”. I said “You’re welcome”. I felt bad that I didn’t just get gas for his car. God said “I have people for that. You are one cog in that wheel. You did good son.”

God said: “If you keep opening your heart to me, and spending time practicing to hear my voice, and open your heart to worship, you’ll notice more and more of these unique moments in life.

It’s important to know about Favor, believe in Favor, be ready and willing to declare Favor over your life. BUT… Favor is not a magic spell. It’s not something you can declare every morning, without being in relationship with Me, and expect it to work the Favor Magic in your life. Favor is a byproduct of relationship with me. If you are deepening your relationship with me, Favor will come. Listen to Me. Hear Me. Obey what you hear. Favor is just as likely to use you to bless someone as it is to use someone to bless you.”

Inside of me I saw/heard an inner me jump up and down and say “Whooooo Hoooo!”

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