My first two posts have left me feeling like I owe readers a more proper introduction. There have been some side glances perceptible towards me in that my username, Fauxlex, is spooky-sounding (I mean, it does have two X’s). A commenter versed in Latin who may or may not have been Miles Mathis himself called the name into question as meaning “false law” or “false principles”. He was not the only one, and they are correct on the facts. While this was not anything I considered at the time, it is a valid translation of my username. I have to own that. Now, taking a step back from myself, I completely understand why the name might seem nefarious. The real truth is that in college, I spent a month in Manhattan doing a seminar at the United Nations. This was for college credit…a paper had to be written, but ultimately what we got to do was meet with the UN Missions of upwards of 50 countries. You name the country, and good chance I met with them. We got to ask them anything we wanted without restriction, since these were supposed to be well-trained diplomats versed in the art of clever answers. I could tell you all many, many stories from this month. Anyway, during this month, one of my favorite stops was to Chinatown on a quest to buy a fake Rolex. All you really have to do is say the word “watch” while in Chinatown, and you will be approached by a stranger and handed what looks like a Chinese food menu, but is actually a menu of fake watches. You pick one out, various signals are given, money is exchanged, and pretty soon a fake Rolex is yours. This was a lot of fun…I cherish my fake Rolex as being a great memento from this time. Many years ago, when creating a username to comment in a completely unrelated sports blog, I came up with “Fauxlex” (pronounced Fo-lex). It made sense to me because “Faux”-lex rhymes with Ro-lex. Fauxlex, Rauxlex. A fake Rolex is a Fauxlex. This is why I uploaded the photograph as my main avatar…it was taken the day of that purchase in the NYU dorms, where we were staying.
I would like to ask that readers take a close look at the main collage photo that I uploaded at the top of this post. Two of these photographs were taken by myself, and that shadowy figure in the United Nations Meditation Room may or may not be yours truly. More on the UN Meditation Room below. Now, if I was trying to make myself NOT seem nefarious, I think I am failing miserably…but I am just telling you my back story. The set of circumstances which found me ending up here, at POM. I am very curious about all of you, the commenters, and what brought you here. Many of you have your own areas of interest which are usually fascinating to me.
More about the collage photo: The middle photograph is an enormous (and I mean enormous) tapestry featured at the United Nations related to nuclear energy. Seeing this tapestry, one is left with a feeling that nuclear weapons are some kind of “Sword of Damocles” being held above society. The bottom two images are a side-by-side of the UN Building (a Golden Rectangle, for all you Golden Ratio people) and the monolith from the movie 2001. Quite a comparison, and for good reason…the monolith from 2001 was also said to be a Golden Rectangle. The top two photos are, as mentioned, of the UN Meditation Room. This room was not something I knew about until I was standing in it personally. Let me tell you something, this room had a strange POWER that is perceptible to anyone standing in it. Clearly, the stone slab resembles an altar and the room itself is actually pyramid shaped. Not kidding…take a closer look at the photos. This is a pyramid-shaped room with the top section cut off with a painting depicting this cut-off, and a source of light showing behind it. This room is funded by the Lucis Trust (source of light…Lucis Trust…you should understand what I am saying here). All I can tell you is that when I stood in this room, I immediately felt a power that I could not describe. People who go into this room are known to have strange feelings such as overwhelming emotions. High ranking diplomats have been known to go into this room to reflect ahead of major decisions. Spooky stuff. Now, this does not make ME a spook, but it does mean that I have seen spooky things. No doubt, this relates to how I have found myself here at POM. We all have our back-stories.
I will tell you my favorite story from my time at the United Nations. My roommate (we got to stay in the NYU dorms at Union Square) was a Sudanese national, and on the day of Ban Ki-Moon’s election to a second term, he got to shake Ban Ki-Moon’s hand on this day. I would have been in the basement of the UN when Ban Ki-Moon was actually elected to that second term.
To the commenters: Please let me know a little bit about yourselves, sans names. Truly, I wish there were some kind of Voigt-Kampff CAPTCHA test that people had to take in order to let them through here. Not even to find out whether they are robots, but to find out whether they are on the level. Each of us might have reasons that we want to remain anonymous, but this does not mean that we cannot get to know each other and our various interests. So please, if you feel comfortable enough, tell me a little about yourself. What are your areas of interest and what has brought you here?
Post-Script: I also highly encourage people to look into the UN Meditation Room and its ceremonial role. As I said, this is a pyramid-shaped room with a giant black stone altar located at the center of international relations. It is funded by the Lucis Trust. You can’t make this stuff up.