Analogy for Blockchains

Zeer uses blockchain to solve crimes. 

Imagine ledgers used to keep track of your bank balances. Blockchain is similar but spread across thousands of ledgers that record the balance simultaneously. If you suddenly found a different ledger from the other 1000, you would not trust the balance it showed.

• Adam David Jones, CEO and Founder of Zeer, www.zeersafe.com

 https://zeer911.medium.com/simple-blockchain-analogy-for-older-people-like-me-a8a48196ae8a

New Video Interview Release!

Our new video is now live! 

https://youtu.be/IGkNGtl3Xs0

Adam David Jones is interviewed by host Andre Serrano for CityCoins Builders Showcase.

They talk about why we need Zeer and the benefits to its users.

Www.zeersafe.com

Brains Byte Back Podcast Release

 Recently, our founder was interviewed on Brains Byte Back, hosted by Sam Brake Guia.

This will be released on Sociable this Friday.

https://sociable.co/author/sam-brake-guia/

Last nights Opiate Dreams

Last night I had visions. My heart was open and I was drunk in love and an emptiness where i thanked god for everything as it flowed thru me.

It was not a sloppy, or naive love that flowed from up high downward thru my school soul, but one of profound perception and deep understanding. A fluid intuition that lead me to incredible insights about my personal life, my being, me duty, and my happiness.

The first gift was a response to my fleeting emotional state. At times, as I am feeling, I then recognize the feeling, and it disappears. Conscious of it, it eludes me. This is a long standing phenomena. I had learned to not get upset by it, because I could not control it. Now, however, one of the many sentient guides clearly impressed upon me that the feelings were fleeting because I was trying to make them stronger. To prove to myself they were real. In that FRACTION of a second between where I notice I'm feeling happy or tender or love or fear and the moment it is gone, there exists a sliver of "time" that my being wishes to feel more, and in so doing, somehow shuts all down. So very very quickly shifting thru multiple stages, I never realized it before. This new understanding, however, would lead me down even stranger paths.

I began to assess all the feelings, images, etc that were coming to me. I allowed the emotions in my heart for Liz to reside as they were, not wishing to make them grander and scare them away. Because I want to feel the fullness of my love for her. My love went deeper into my heart. So deep it seemed to reside on the other side of the veil, where there is no differentiation between man and woman, cat and owner, bed and chair. My heart felt cold even tho my head felt hot with passion, and I, in turn, felt awkward, for tho I had just then professed my deep love for her, it suddenly wasn't the love that young woman yearn for.

Now I was faced with a  dilemma. For tho my sense of self, my head, my creative power and the fire in my belly all felt the passion that had existed in my chest minutes before, my heart had walked thru the looking glass. And for the first time, I had to admit, wholeheartedly, that there was not that passion there. It was other places inside of me, very real and strong. But there, it was glass. It was distant. And the lyrics, "You're as cold as ice-" kept reverberating inside my head....

Still, it will reflect the intense passion and caring of my head and belly in its 2 sided glass.

Restaurants of the Future

Of the many dreams i have been having lately, this is one of the best one's, and I hold it close to my heart.

I dreamt that I was in Hanover, looking at locations to put a business. Apparently, a local sushi restaurant had closed and I bought out all there stuff and was looking to make a new restaurant in the area. First I looked at a Perkins. All my stuff had been delivered there and I thought I could make it work. A perkins and a sushi place side by side. It wouldn't be perfect but I could do it. There was this guy in my car. A little car, when I got in. He was definitely my guide. I can't remember what he said, but he told me about his youth and the things he used to do. Then, it became evident that the Perkins would not work for a location and I'd have to move my stuff. But before that happened, I watched the cooks break out there instruments and start playing free style as if they were part of a band. Especially the sax guy, he was really getting into it, though he wasn't so good.

The next part I was in this old restaurant under this building looking at it. It had lots of space and all kinds of weird stuff like armour and stuff, but they were closing and looking for a new renter. My mom and step dad were there and we were assessing the property. I could see what I was going to do with it. A tea room/sushi restaurant. Dark and homey. An afternoon coffee/tea hang out area, but without coffee cause its not good for the teens, and that's who it would be directed to. Overnight sleep overs for a fee. And a Japanese/Tea Room fusion. Modern. It cost six gran a month for 10 months. But somehow the price came to 100,000 dollars. My mother and I were going over the price when I woke up.

I would like to start a business in hanover. I think I could make it work.

Stars and the Disco Biscuits

I had a really interesting dream last night. I was an astronaut, who' next mission would be to fly to the nearest star system. For some reason it was about a 5 year mission(star trek?), and I was sad to be leaving my girlfriend. The star system consisted of 3 or four stars kind of making a revolution around nothing. It was like either three stars following each other, or three stars positioned in a near perfect triangle, with a third revolving around them. When I arrived to the launch site, there was a fairly large concert/fest going on there. (I wonder if I was abducted.)
I was surprised, and when I asked my boss, he said they were using the space to make extra money. The dream was divided into quadrants of time, but I'm not sure why, how or what for.
I walked around, and low and behold the disco biscuits were the event headliners. But I had work to do and I could only listen to them on the peripheal. They kept moving position too. It didn't make any sense, but they'd be playing in one place and a moment later they'd be playing in another.
Around getting close to the end of the concert, as I was preparing to leave planet earth for a while, my buddy Dave Toner arrived. He was for another mission. We said hello and talked briefly. Then we caught the end of the biscuit show we were walking down a path, and when the hill to our left leveled out, we could see them and the stage. They were playing a great jam. When they saw me, they brought it to an end and thanked the crowd for coming.
I met up with the band afterwards in a mess hall, and politley and sincerely asked them how they were, and how their significant others were. It was like I never know what to say to people. We all had something to eat, with the biscuits and groupies at a table behind me. Again, tho, when I turned around to glance at them at one point, browning made to leave. Its always him who runs from my energy.

Whatevers. It was a fun dream, and all in all I still like the disco biscuits, though my fascination isn't nearly as severe.

A-Bomb

I have been having really vivid dreams lately, apparently due to a rock my girlfriend put at the head of our bed. Unfortunately she can't remember what it is called.

Last night I was dreaming about a car chase that turned into me working or being a student of a military school. I was supposed to be keeping the Iranians or the Chinese in line somehow, and when they weren't in line, I followed protocal and dropped an atomic bomb in the ocean around them. I regretted it as it was detrimental to the earth, regardless of its effectiveness in controlling my supposed adversaries.

From there the dream shifted in that I was trying to bring this guy to justice, all in the same building basically, and I couldn't get into this air tight containment facility, that these other people were in. I handcuffed the badguy to the entrance to this facility, then he or someone else handcuffed me to him, and then, aliens, that were similar to the movie of the same name, began attacking, and the person inside the airtight facility, opened the door for me and the "criminal" to get in just in time.

Then it shifted where I was back in the school in this place, and my mom and step-dad ran it. I climbed up onto the top bunk with a friend and so did a lot of other people. I didn't sleep though, because I could use the television to very subtly see what was going on in the rest of the world, and from there I was trying to help people. They made me stop eventually, but that was the gist of it.

Till next time!