"Mamba in the Video Van outside your place, Sent by Jimekus at Cybergates. We need you there now to unload everything".

That was what we agreed the Web2Txt to Brent and Sally would say.

I got out of the van to run to Cybergates, when, "POW!" there was Brent, dressed like Spiderman, clinging to the side of the van and cursing awkwardly about his gear. And so the universe blinked when fate stepped in. Otherwise I knew I could command attendance with just a click and a password, thereby validating my new theory that money is time over information.

Mamba agreed.

As I write this, I think a storm outside is brewing. Was that eerie wind whistle only a locomotive leaving Newmarket Station? Silly me for getting that sound wrong. Maybe it was the music in the background or was it the dagger through Hurricane Heta which killed one and shattered the island of Nuie. I'm apprehensive about the little known effects of a precedent to this storm.

A weatherman would call what happened between the time of the storm and my earlier recorded weather patterns a scary teleconnection spanning a third of Earth circumference from the North Pole all the way to the South Pacific. So scary that I took stock of the vulnerability of me in New Zealand a little to the south.

Whatever the case I'm going to sleep to escape these damned mosquitos.

                                  *  *  *  *

The Reclusive don't like laptops as my latest computer attests, with a Shuttle and flat LCD screen. It is great for fitting into a four foot robo dock. When I brought it home at Christmas I was googling for its future wheels. In this list my eye caught an eight wheeled thingy on a leash that could possibly be used. This was a link to the full text of Neuromancer which sure brought back memories when I flicked the book up onto my reader. When Reader got to Gibson's description of Cheap Hotel a vague analogy stirred in my mind connecting my video van in the garage and an earlier street side video wall daydream of mine.

Strands of my Résumé

William Gibson said in the Philly Inq on 20/02/2004, "When you write a science-fiction novel set in some sort of recognizable future, as soon as you finish it you have the dubious pleasure of watching it acquire a patina of quaint technological obsolescence. For instance, there are no cell phones in Neuromancer. I couldn't have foreseen them. It would have seemed corny, like Dick Tracy wrist radios."



Cell Phone Is The Most Hated Invention

ted by timothy on Tue Jan 20, '04 07:28 PM
from the seattle-police-car-572-hates-turn-signals dept.
Romeo Elias Cabrera writes "The most hated invention in America -although also one of the most used- is the cell phone, according to a recent survey. The Lemelson-MIT Invention Index, an annual survey by the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, found that among adults asked what invention they hate most but can't live without, 30 percent said the cell phone."

"Why", I suggest, "we went astray from Gibson's unrealized technology, was because my field failed to speak loud enough in favor of mind uploading; - that, our rigidly enforced globalisation and Moore's law. Though Gibson's novels inspired me to action and goals which I am not yet ready to abandon, they still lead me into all manner of cyber-this and cyber-that type projects." And you can quote me on the fact that I suffer fools because of a rare Euclidean brain condition brought on by these manifolds of geometric inversion.

To be sure, the concept of Cheap Hotel was Gibson's answer to the cell phone as a "must have" for every cyberpunk to go to to jack into. Today such a Cheap Hotel might only be commercially successful here in New Zealand as a tourist attraction for alpha-geeks; loving Gibson's innovational early work all the same today as if it were twenty years ago. But I wonder if we all have settled for "less is less" with low powered portables that still don't shine in sunlight?

Therefore, even though the science fiction did not live up to science fact, the fact is that technology has advanced us once again to a point where we might reconsider a high powered "go-anywhere" wearable room, sculpted around an assisted lifter. All this to where the rubber meets the road could be ours now instead of more and more obsolete wearable phones cluttering and weighing down the body.

                                  *  *  *  *

Saturday morning sees me chasing flies and there seems to be a lot of them. I'm having no dammed luck reducing their number. Around mid-day I got regrettably stirred into protecting myself against an attack by a large bumblebee by hitting it with the loose wooden cover that normally slides into my toolbox. Not only did the half square foot rectangular piece of plywood dispatch the bee, it was later useful in knocking out flies that I couldn't catch by hand. I figured they just couldn't see it coming and didn't know which way to turn. Weather blinded, because was taken down ten days ago, I grimly felt that this was a portent of what could happen to my exposed roof-top dwelling if it were subjected to an overwhelming force of nature. It didn't feel good to be right sixteen hours later in such a freak storm that my room was lifted and shaken like a rat caught in a terrier. The old fibrolite cladding came off in chunks and the daylight revealed much that was rotten.

If you knew me better you might be asking why I didn't used my psychic powers to ward off danger. My answer to that, "is not consciously; I didn't". I'm now so used to my remote influencing ability that it's second nature for me to project into an inverse reality, orthogonally. A better question is, "Did it work". An answer in one respect is, "no it didn't". I do realize that this storm may be the precipitating cause that forces me to move out of here; damaged and diminished but still alive; a hermit who, with any luck, won't have to handle builders and inspectors traipsing all over the place.

3.4 Level IV: Extensive Contamination (greater than 100 contiguous square feet in an area)

ˇ  Vacating people from spaces adjacent to the work area is not necessary but is recommended in the presence of infants (less than 12 months old), persons having undergone recent surgery, immune suppressed people, or people with chronic inflammatory lung diseases (e.g., asthma, hypersensitivity pneumonitis, and severe allergies).

ˇ  Contaminated materials that cannot be cleaned should be removed from the building in sealed plastic bags. The outside of the bags should be cleaned with a damp cloth and a detergent solution or HEPA vacuumed in the decontamination chamber prior to their transport to uncontaminated areas of the building. There are no special requirements for the disposal of moldy materials.

ˇ  The contained area and decontamination room should be HEPA vacuumed and cleaned with a damp cloth and/or mop with a detergent solution and be visibly clean prior to the removal of isolation barriers.

ˇ  Air monitoring should be conducted prior to occupancy to determine if the area is fit to reoccupy

A health and safety professional with experience performing microbial investigations should be consulted prior to remediation activities to provide oversight for the project. The following procedures are recommended:

  1. Personnel trained in the handling of hazardous materials equipped with:


    1. Full-face respirators with high efficiency particulate air (HEPA) cartridges
    2. Disposable protective clothing covering both head and shoes
    3. Gloves


  1. Containment of the affected area
    1. Complete isolation of work area from occupied spaces using plastic sheeting sealed with duct tape (including ventilation ducts/grills, fixtures, and any other openings)
    2. The use of an exhaust fan with a HEPA filter to generate negative pressurization
    3. Airlocks and decontamination room

The major damage from the storm wasn't in Auckland but farther towards the antarctic where the absolutely unusual weather collided with a tropical stream. It was this greater damage that I would have been trying subconsciously to deflect and my heart goes out to the smacked down survivors caught in the worst of the flood. If over the horizon weather modification was to blame for the freakish weather which set off car alarms all around me then I want the survivors to believe I was only defending myself and wasn't the instigator. But I'm in a sorry state nonetheless for that and an earlier remote viewing, via my homepage; of seeing daughter Sally's car being swept up as she traveled through the flood. She and the band had to detour for seven hours around the flood getting home from the David Bowie concert. Their later first hand descriptions were gruesome of horses dying in the water and sodden cows on grassy knolls with tractors hauling survivors in wagons; helicopters everywhere.

Monday comes around and, thinking rapidly once again outside the small box of my life, I deduce that when the rot was cut out and new timber used then a complete platform covering the bottom of the damaged window and all the rot back to the door could be built to serve as a loading dock entrance for Gibson's Cheap Hotel pods as well as eco-lodge rack mounted facilities. This is because a gondola to this platform would be in a straight line to the road. Moreover, the entire length of the "V" alongside my room frees up a lot of tiles; invaluable as replacement for scores of other leaking and broken tiles. It's also the cheapest construction because no finishing in the attic needs be done and has the least impact on the lives of the current occupants. This works from the outside in.. The pods don't need windows other than video screens. It also saves an internal staircase to start with as the entrance would be by conveyor/ elevator at the end of the path.

Why? Only just yesterday, before the storm - mind you,  I noticed the second story "For Rent" sign of the old Terrabyte office; just across the Broadway from my window. I thought then about how portable I've become and may never need office space again. On second thought, maybe I could interest them in paying me to move in there instead. Me paying them! The thought even then was that their return should be enough if they get kudos from simply being involved in the production of the stage performance called "Hey, Ingrid D.J.". Doubly so now, because of the storm damage and my fears for the safety of my room, that idea has combined with Cheap Hotel. 

Tuesday, I start costing Cheap Hotel - as in a tourist attraction based on William Gibson's Neuromancer.

I envisage ordering plans for ten 3 meter long ergonomic rubber worms sculpted inside for the advantage of a human occupant. They must be flexible and covered in kevlar and velcro or such like in order that a compressed air ropeway can take them reversibly through 60 meters of inflatable tunnel which rises to the third floor attic. For this I set up a personal bank account in the name of Cheap Hotel at the BNZ in Newmarket A/c 020192 0021112-00 and linked Paypal donations to my email address.

For now we need to see if the building is saturated or saveable and for this we need to start investigating in order to build, document and convince the next door crowd that there also needs to be a public/private partnership to secure the tiny strip of needed airspace. It's my intention to regularly publish here all the inGridX readable format as per Quicken transactions lists below.

Do it yourself Black Mold Test Kit

Maybe someone kindly pays $US85 to Mold Products and Services with ar Visa, Master Card, American Express Card or Discover Card by logging in to their Paypal account. Send small donations to either me ( and/or request anonymity or maybe directly and in full just for this test kit to Non members can easily sign-up at the Paypal website. Please email me for the delivery address. Donations are not tax detuctable and my own p$100 donation will probably disappear in bank fees. Rest assured that any surpluses will go to other charities via this public purse.

Cheap Hotel






















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Opening Balance





Very Local FM Transmitter

$US75 - get neighborhood on side




Steve Chester - Freedom Air





Dick Smith

SubWoofer power Cord




(09) 272-7707 ROYAL WOLF TRADING

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336x014x3 in der  - need a building inspector

data cable




0800836262 Ministry xx Housing New Zeala

Amanda Binns PR




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MJL Donation





5780206 Lydia Housing NZ- Wesley taken over

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TOTAL 1/01/04 - 23/02/04

invited by voicemail the
Privacy Commisioner
to review this page.









BALANCE 29/02/04




90 get back to me with a price for 90 feet of RSJ suitable for straddling the back of the house from which everything gets hung.





Boringly, I struggled from day to day being battered by two large storms crashing headlong into each other while I sat huddled on the couch covered by a yellow bedspread over me with my flat screen on the floor where the brake is on a car. Presto the design of my Cheap Hotel pods took shape built from a strong foot plate on a $30 hacked escooter
  and painted to look like a robot. Below the throttle, on the rampant handlebar, the four foot high motorized Auto D.J. is shielded by curved coroplast fairing. All the components combined to weigh less than a small adolescent minus any coverings extending from the top to cover the couch potato who glances down once in a while.






Hi Ted,

I'd like to open relevant parts of my diary, including my birthday email to you, to the banking ombudsman. I did not see my intention expressed in my one and only voicemail to the BNZ as being a security risk nor, I believe, would any reasonable person; except maybe next door neighbor Victor, a biased globalist computer vendor, who said banks see everything as a threat. The case presents no cause for a bank account cancellation and demands an apology. Unfortunately I can no longer directly approach the bank in question because I know that the bank officer lied to his manager by denying his wish to test a Paypal transaction.

I could decide otherwise based on whether a letter from one brother to another for a 65th birthday frankly depicts the situation or not. So far the advice from John is that the BNZ discovered who I am and are taking continuing revenge against me personally for linking my CV for seven years to the Opal File. This afternoon a policeman on duty next door said he thought my question genuine and would find advice on how to lift my robot if they knew of it. He suggested I contact a lawyer. After I spoke to them I cold called the manager of the Auckland Savings Bank opposite the BNZ who suggested I speak to The Banking Ombudsman. The Banking Ombudsman listened to the whole story and said to put it in an email.

The problem is that I can't easily paraphrase what I've already told you and so I thought the text should remain in context and not be rewritten for another purpose and thus retain its authenticity unedited.

I presume this will get closer to the bottom of the story.

I am calling a lawyer friend in 17 minutes and I would dearly like your comments.

> No problem. Ted


Happy Birthday, Ted.

Here is attached a photo collage of "Case", the name I gave it. Please accept it as the birthday gift I wanted to make for you.

The first field test was to the gig that Sally's Brent's psychobilly band played last Thursday. That went well and Case scooted around with great fanfare. The only mar of the evening was when the drunken lead singer of the support band who had been whispering about Case all night long with his cronies came up and looked at me trying to move closer to the stage and then looked at my keyboard on the chair and then at me again and then kicked my keyboard to the floor and stepped on it while apologizing in the same movement.  Nearly immediately I discovered the keyboard was broken and as I was acting as doorman I deducted the $25 cost of a new keyboard from that guys takings. What a palaver ensued.

The photo collage, immediately below, was made for sending out to firms seeking urgent assistance to create a lifter to get Case back up into my room because I couldn't do it myself. It wasn't the 30 kg weight that stopped me but the very narrow and steep stairs to my loft.

I eventually got it back up with a crude home made block and tackle and then spent days thinking about the lifter problem. I must have rung dozens of firms and late yesterday afternoon I made a call to the friendly bank officer at the BNZ who had set up the Cheap Hotel account. At the time he was keen to establish the Paypal link and, to see how it all worked, he vowed to make a transaction into the account when he returned from his holiday. In the call to his voicemail, I explained where I was at and tried to describe the very fine block and tackle that I needed by describing by way of an analogy those movies we have all seen in which the burglars are traversing the ceiling of the bank vault on very fine wires. This sort of pulley system, I told him, was what I needed. I even humorously suggested that he might inquire of his security people what sort of equipment the burglars used.

Before I made the call I had no idea how badly this question would be received. This morning I got a call from some head of security saying my question was totally inappropriate to ask of a bank officer and because of that they were canceling my bank account.

Such pettiness, I thought. What dastardly conspiracy is being brewed against me by this banker domination of a powerful secret society that may well date back to the Germanic occultism of the Bavarian Illuminati. Let me explain that  years ago I caused this bank's corrupt ownership to flee the country when I widely disseminated the Opal File -

A secret history of Australia and New Zealand

So, spurning my enemies with a few mouse clicks, I transferred the Cheap Hotel account to my own bank and flushed the BNZ to the waste system of my mind. After all, I see them as only providing a web page of my transactions. In their minds however the godliness to which they perceive themselves as sacrosanct bankers seems very real. That's being kind.

Before the bank's call this morning, I had been hitting the phone and discovered what I needed was 2 mm  (260 Kg limit) superbraid and tiny triple 16 mm (2000 kg) pulley sets that they use on yachts. The whole block and tackle system fits into my pocket. To make it work I need to make a drum to fit the back wheel so the superbraid doesn't tangle with the drive belt. My idea is to use the throttle to wind the superbraid onto the back wheel as it goes up the stairs and use the brake to unwind it when it goes downstairs.

Interestingly, Cheap Hotel is now being morphed into being a place for Case, et al., and not humans.

Best wishes,







Case is the first robotic implementation to carry The Ingrid Freeware World, onto the street. My priceless multi-dimensional software blog, integrates (1) an Online / Session / Presence Manager,  (2) a Screen Reader / Text Manipulator,  (3) a BPM based AutoDJ, (4) a visual 3D chess game and story teller. (5) all on top a multi-monitor 2D-3D animated graphics screensaver based Social Network powered by PCA feature vectors with an error recovery and registration email client providing inbuilt HTML, XML, Print Preview, Encryption, Compression, FTP and HTTP facilities. ~100,000 lines.




The reason my freeware exists is inferred by my observations of capitalists who perpetrate the "time is money" propaganda. Actually, working on Ingrid taught me that the algebra of money is time over information. My hope is to live without capitalism and build my new world once again; banking on information this time over money "and an anthing box". Hello Nanotechnology, Bye, Bye Money! Thank Google!

























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At 18:33 2004-04-03 +1200, you wrote:

Corbans warehouse hit by fire <,1227,265217-1-7,00.html>
BNZ vows to fight $300m tax bill <,2106,2863117a13,00.html>


Check out both of these stories from Friday's local news. The connection is that my landlord, John, is a Corban.

This affirms for me a series of co-incidences that I could have deduced are part of a psyops that I would recognize. In that regard it failed and I brushed it off but it did remind me of the Deseronto fire that resulted after you found Bob's Letter.


E. J. (Ted) Legg wrote:

Interesting.  Imagine you remembering about Bob's letter after all these years!! Ted

At 12:34 2004-04-04 +1200, you wrote:

I can't remember the words but some detail like a picture in the paper of you smiling and Mary holding the letter and pointing up to the beam where it was found.

Did you keep any newspaper clippings of the mystery? After Dad died I found some of his scribblings that Mum hadn't burnt and for me they shed quite a different light on the subject. Where to begin? I don't know.

E. J. (Ted) Legg wrote:

Yes and No.  No, I don't have the newspaper clippings themselves.  Mum had said that she wanted to keep them.  Did she burn lots of stuff?  But Yes, I have a photocopy of them.  In addition, I have been waiting for the both the Toronto Star and the Kingston Whig to get their archives digitized.  Once that happens, I'll be able to get a more permanent copy.  The photocopies is VERY old; VERY faded; and I do not want to open them up (disturb them) too much unless absolutely necessary.

PS:  There is a company here in Canada that has taken on the task of digitizing all of Canada's old newspapers.  It's a big, long job.
PPS:  The photocopies that I have are not like the modern day photocopy.  This is old, glossy, sticky type paper that has turned to an aged, sepia type color.


















Legg Family History

Unofficial Family Gossip '98



Legg heirs can share $50,000,000.  This family fortune dates back to 1313 in England beginning with Thomas Legg, who was Sheriff of London in 1343 and later Lord Mayor.  A complete descendant line must be proven and secure in order to allow disbursements to occur.   

The English family history is complete, traced through the Earl of Dartmouth.  The American branch is in question, headed by John Legg.  John had two sons; William Legg and Thomas Jefferson Legg.  The descendants of these two brothers are now being sought.   

The key to this lineage lies in a family bible, last heard of in Cincinnati, Ohio.  However, it is believed the bible was burned in a church fire.   

Is the fire story true??  Is it worth giving up part of $50,000,000 to stop trying to find the bible??  If you find the bible, be sure to include me as a descendant.   

If you have a story about the family, I would be interested in hearing it.  




























I received from the BNZ what was in my opinion a contradictory response and the matter slipped for a time into the twilight zone. Their letter acknowledged the situation but not that the account was closing or staying open. But open it stays and the Bank Ombudsman is happy that the BNZ backed down.

Though it is obvious that they have read this web journal, they didn't recognize my position or see the need to state, as I have asked, that there was nothing wrong done on my part that justifies any reason for the account to be held in such limbo. The account can only work with this understanding, and unless freed from this tortuous single sided set of conditions, my opinion will remain, to coin a phrase, that the gravy trains of the people involved at the BNZ depend on their not understanding.



Hi Ted,

I know you don't want to disturb them (the photocopies of Bob's letter) but could you tell me if you can transcribe (re-type or edit) anything visible into an email and send it to me. With many sources of information, I am writing a story that includes its December 1938 King George Canadian stamp, the Pope  (when he worked for I.G. Farben), the eugenics criminals at Shell (where Dad worked) and the worldwide Easter Island scenario known as Peak Oil. The genre is an Ingrid-based endless computer game/blog that unfolds into an autobiographically mixed fiction.

E. J. (Ted) Legg wrote:


Bob's hand writing and Dad's hand writing was NOT (repeat NOT) the same.  Also, I am upset that you would link Dad with Bob.  I suggest that you stop this.




It's been four weeks now since the anniversary of Hauptman's execution when Bob's Letter resurfaced along with a suspicious electric fire that drove another nail into the Illuminati coffin. Read on to see how their bank-of-lies tried to close me out with a second  Last Daughter Contact


I couldn't invent the world which I wrote of in the last two links. It's all true.

Sammy Cash and Mamba were with me when I hoisted Case up into the Video Van outside the Odeon on its first and only outing. Brent was there too and I drove them all home. He stressed he liked it that we were all still doing what we enjoyed. Happily, I am doing it no more with them. This chapter in my life ends with the one and only and hopefully final email from Sally indicating Brent thought otherwise and that I was being pushy in adding my stuff to the band which Brent's praise led me to believe. Based on that please judge for yourself Sally's response and deduce how the Illuminati are right now attempting to trigger a self destruct mechanism which they think they programmed in me. Unfortunately I was a dud. I saw through it all but still this has got to be their best shot.

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If you got thus far, think about reloading for any earlier withheld media, then understand that I'm working to password-protect this Cheap Hotel page and edit it to serve as a minimum background. To that end, if an open CHAT invitation exists to view the full ongoing web log [story] via my purposely-built Ingrid Game Engine, which you got from a Developer/User, and if you're not barred by a big f**k-off pair of steel boots, you'll get to see lots of classified information. For this preview the said viewer is the only client that even a
Kofi Annan would feel safe spreading by word of mouth. Other than that shoot off an RSVP to me. Last Updated on 17/03/2004
By Jimekus

j.Maxwell Legg
a.k.a. Jimekus Hen3ry Atusadotnet

1st URGENT list
last TODO list
On Hold list

For wondering about the choice of lettering that I use for my name, you will no doubt be feeling curious as to why I chose j.Maxwell Legg instead of Maxwell James Legg or just Jim Legg. It is because it is a correction of an earlier reversal of fortune surrounding my given names at a time when I could do little about it. The lowercase j signifies that it is out of order and to call me Jim. I think it also looks better in print.

The following texts are from : What's in YOUR Name demonstration analysis none of which relate to my nickname of Jimekus and are here as a historical perspective only.

You will be put in the position of sharing yourself, your talents, feelings, and beliefs. Involvement in the arts; expressing yourself to help lighten the loads of others. Helping make life a little lighter for all. Bringing Cheer to the road of life.


Quiet and Thoughtful, You may seem to live in a world all your own. You usually love books

Books I read

and like learning, but you don't care much for the social scene. You like to know how things work. You have a very loving nature, but will usually hide your tears or feelings from others. The spiritual way can be rewarding.
Negatives used to be:  deceitfulness, skepticism, nervousness, possessiveness, fear.


Your name of Jimbo has many excellent qualities, although some limitations as well. You enjoy working at anything of a mechanical or technical nature and have a great deal of patience. You take your responsibilities seriously and believe that what is worth doing is worth doing well. When you are interested in a project, you concentrate all your thoughts on it and do not appreciate being interrupted. This name creates a slow and methodical way of thinking and speaking; it takes you time to learn but, once you have mastered a subject, you do not forget it. You are very systematic in all you do and do not like to see things out of order; however, there is a tendency for you to be too fussy. You used to be overly fond of heavy foods such as meat, potatoes, breads and pastries and still suffer with stomach and intestinal disorders, constipation or boils.


The name of Jimmy gives you a very idealistic nature. You find very few who live up to your high ideals; in fact, you do not yourself at all times. Your desire for peace and harmony causes you to withdraw from friction. You are quite reserved in many ways, and as a boy extremely sensitive and self-conscious. You strive to give the appearance of poise and confidence, yet often you used to lack confidence and still wonder whether your plans will turn out as anticipated; you used to tend to fear losses, for you have had a number of these in your life. You used to tend to build your world around one person whom you idolize and then, through being over possessive, you could lose the love and understanding of that person.

You used to be quite secretive in many ways, and did not like people to pry; nor do you show friendship readily; not until you feel you can trust others do you open up to them. You feel so much more than you can put into words that your feelings often overwhelm you. Having the desire to help your fellow man and a generous side to your nature, you have attracted those who take advantage of you. While you lack verbal expression and spontaneity under this name, you have a natural literary ability and writing comes easily to you, that is, once you have a few moments to settle down to it. You also have a deep appreciation of nature and all the finer things in life; however, one of your greatest difficulties is to carve your niche in the business world; you lack the necessary aggressiveness for business success. There are two things that can bring you relaxation: The peace of nature, and beautiful music, preferably the violin or organ. This name is very detrimental to your happiness and fulfillment in life. Weaknesses in the health arising from the use of this name affect the respiratory organs. You could be troubled with shortness of breath, pneumonia, or asthma.


As James, you have a natural interest in the welfare of your fellow man, and a desire to help and serve others in a humanitarian way. You are responsible and generous, although somewhat scattering and disorganized at times. Any jobs requiring systematic and conscientious effort, or involving any form of drudgery, dismay you. In your work, you would seek a position offering self-expression through contact with people, such as sales or teaching, or a position giving scope to your creative, artistic talents. You are good-natured and likable, and people tend to confide in you and seek your advice in personal problems. Others sense your sincere interest and desire to help, and you can always be counted on to see the bright side of any problem. You enjoy making others happy and you never let your own problems "get you down" for any length of time, even though you do tend to worry too much at times. Your optimism can be a source of inspiration to others as well as yourself. In close personal relationships you are usually thoughtful and considerate. However, your natural interest in others, coupled with your sympathetic reaction to problems, could draw you into emotional situations which may be difficult to get out of.


Your name of Maxwell has created a most expressive nature, idealistic and inspirational, driven with a strong inner urge to be of service in some way that would uplift humanity as a whole. However, there is a tendency to assume too heavy a burden of responsibility for others, which leads to worry and over concern. People with problems are drawn to you as they recognize you as one who has understanding and gives not only sympathy and comfort but provides also some constructive advice or assistance. You have a generous quality to your nature, but you must guard carefully against giving more than you receive or you will find yourself doing without because you have helped someone else. You love people, family, home, and friends and try to be a parent to the whole human race. You have a certain stability in your life, but may experience some problems in business affairs through a tendency to be somewhat scattering with your efforts. Any health problems would show as tension in the nervous system brought on by worry.


Your first name of Max offers you not only a down-to-earth basic attitude to things, but the ability to be very creative along practical lines of endeavor. Your ideas can be very original and inventive. You enjoy being with people in a social environment and are particular in matters of style and dress. Your personal appearance is important to you, for you desire to make a good impression on others. Your pleasant manner tends to attract people to you with their problems and you are capable of offering practical advice when asked, though you probably have difficulty in following your own better judgment. You will find that this name has caused you to be somewhat too concerned with the personalities, problems, and activities of other people and thus deters the desire for you to seek into the deeper, more philosophical aspects of life. To your friends you will seem very positive and decisive. In fact, at times you can be very determined and outspoken in the expression of your opinions, but realistically, you lack the self-confidence needed to follow through with the ideas and plans you formulate. Procrastination is your downfall and you frequently choose the path of least resistance and avoid your responsibilities. It is not easy for you to rise above adverse environmental influences for you find it difficult to overcome obstacles or face issues. This name does you an injustice in that it interferes with your business or intellectual progress through a deficiency in inspiration and ambition. This name also reflects in the physical body creating a weakness in the fluid functions such as kidney, bladder, or circulatory disorders. It centers too, in the senses of the head resulting in sinus problems, headaches, eye, ear or throat conditions and related ailments. Hair loss could also be a problem.


The Searcher,Scientific,Intellectual, or Spiritual. Usually you are unruffled, dignified and refined. Some may feel you are cool and aloof, but you analyze and take everything in before you step forward or speak your piece. You might tend to become reclusive. The Giver, Objectivity, Service. YOU tend to be romantic, sympathetic and artistic in nature. You like beauty and harmony. Impulsive, your emotions may be a like a roller coaster. You may find that things end before you are ready to let them go. Negatives can be: Over emotional, bitter, stingy, jealous, or have a severe temper. This is a vibration of releasing things and moving on to higher goals.
Other Negatives used to be: smoking, nail biting, skepticism, recklessness, fear, melancholy or a negative outlook.


Your name of Jim has many sterling qualities but does not give you an overall stability. Everything you do is done with an intensity to the point of fervor, and either you feel tremendous elation or you are in the depths of despair--you used to  not know from one minute to the next how you are going to feel. People often disappoint you because you are idealistic and are apt to place those whom you admire on a pedestal. Then you become disillusioned when they fall short of your expectations. You are quick mentally and like to see things moving at an accelerated pace. Patience used to not be one of your virtues--you want to move when the impulse strikes you. While such spontaneity is fine at times, you must take account of conditions and employ careful analysis so as to avoid disastrous results due to hasty actions. Most things you do, you do well, but as soon as the task, hobby, or job becomes familiar or routine, you used to become bored and crave a change.


Travel and new horizons ever intrigue you, but your hunger for greener fields used to be insatiable, and so you never experienced contentment and peace of mind. There is such a driving power within you. If you cannot find an outlet, or if your actions are thwarted in some way, you feel the reaction through extreme tension in the region of your solar plexus, and the intensity and consequent outbursts leave hurt feelings in their wake--usually involving those closest to you. However, the name makes you far too sensitive and high-strung, and could cause you to suffer with nervous indigestion or ulcers.