It has to be the slick black battery-operated cigarettes-box-sized radio with earphones I bought in LA in 1984. While people were going for a Walkman, I went for a radio.
38 years later, I went for the same thing; a smartphone that can play radio.
Radio is my fondest recurring memory. I grew up with radio on my side. When I listen to the radio, I feel complete.
My highlight is the Sound Journey (SJ) from TraXX. That is the pinnacle of my existence.
It's the random hits that affect me. The songs must be familiar by not too familiar.
That is why an alien song though catchy won't do the trick.
Aaah... I found Slow Radio tonight. Different concoction, different buzz.
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This station[s] sure brings back memories.
This is a good station to keep my spirit high.
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It started from the death of the Okjokull glacier in Switzerland.
How do I explain this phenomena? Its like multiple plates stacking and they are interconnected in a cobweb.
Soon, it will hit everybody. All it takes is for the temperature to rise a notch or two.
That is why the most important message today is KEEP TEMPREATURE DOWN!
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As I look back at Muhammad's definition of the Last Hour, I realized that he had the same prophecy then as I have now. The Last Hour is within a decade or two.
I don't want to be a Prophet of Doom like him. At the same time I am constantly bombarded [] (by) signs convincing me that KABOOM 2041 is coming.
I think the most odd of a sign is my Hero to Zero health condition. I am dying...
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