I received a new missive from The Okie Devil last night, Dear Reader, which is set out for you, below. Whilst I was reading it, Leggy sent me a Twitter DM about a ‘Recorder of Possibly New Energy‘…
Special studies have established that the torsind perceives an unexplained influence which can be associated with neither gravity nor electromagnetism. Perhaps it is responding to a new kind of solar radiation unknown to modern science. The special significance of this radiation is that it transfers a torque which causes a torsind disk to rotate.
*So the box moves faster, Clicky… Interesting…*
Welp, it’s official. I forgot to say HOWDY at the very beginning of this particular whatever, hence…I’m an asshole. Please forgive me, I’ll do better next time. Or not. Or something. Whatever. OH! And whatshername informed me a little while ago that she went to court this morning, and our divorce is now final.
<golf clap...or something>
“The wind whistling through my ears” would prolly be more applicable.
^Fantastic Plastic Machine – Days and Days^
Not gonna harp on this, but it’s kind of a shocker, seeing as how this situation was only recently described to me as “should hear something soon.” But to be fair, I was kinda left out of the process, seeing as how I was only an inconsequential party to the process/processes spinning in order to include me for omission. Now that I have been officially omitted, and I have a copy of the divorce papers in my hot little hand, I’m free to roam about contemplating what went wrong for the rest of my life. I might get to some other mysteries during that process, but prolly not.
^Dirty Vegas – “Days Go By” (Original version)^
I guess one of the things that I’ve wrassled with during this process, is how to tell “my side of the story” without sounding like some pretentious prick. Easy, remove all pretenses, tell it as it is, as best you can. It’ll be close, not exact, and yet…exactly like that. Prolly put some thinking into trying to mindful of others, but I may not have to. I dunno. Tried.
Anyway…yeah. That’s why I call whatshername “whatshername.” I know her name, she does too. But I don’t want you to know it. You can know that she has one, and also know that I know you know she has one, but I ain’t telling what it is. It has too much of …erm…”an untrusting ring” to name names in this particular situation. Lotta weird shit going on…and it’s been my experience that the best thing to do in a storm…is ride it. Not like you have any other choice, unless you do have another choice…so…yeah. Maybe this is why I personally have such a difficult time with “separating certain things” just because we can. I guess that notion of asking someone else the question of “why are you doing this?”…which is responded to with an answer of “because I can.”
Points of confusion, merging at the same time, and at different points in time, all at the same time, while seeking understanding on different timelines.
Party A: Has been at this party a while, and can’t go into all of the details at this particular time of your arrival.
Party B: Has just arrived at the party, and has no fucking clue what the hell is transpiring, but needs an accurate accounting in very short order!
^Philip T.B.C. feat. C.Monts – Back To The Batcave (Topspin Remix)^
So…watching the video below…it got me to thinking less about “the tornado that comes down”…and more about “the tornado that goes up.” If you wanna know more, about my line of thinking here…give the following vid a gander, then I’ll catch ya on the flipside.
^Extreme up-close video of tornado near Wray, CO!^
I’ve actually seen a small funnel similar to the “finger” shown first in the video, that seems to be timidly reaching down, then extending back up. This got me to thinking about the air/moisture at ground level, and it’s motions and movements relative to the funnel in the clouds. Almost as if, there was “a negotiation of sorts”…transpiring between the clouds, the ground, and everything in between, as the funnel was seeking it’s pathway to the ground in a manner that seemed…hesitant.
Thinking about the weight of the water/moisture contained in those clouds, the lightning in and of those clouds, and the electrical/energy portions of the ground and their motion(s), as well as the air/wind and everything in between…it really got me to thinking about the low pressure(s) generated during tornadoes with respect to lightning’s ability to transform vapor/gasses into water and vice versa. That “phasing” kind of simultaneousness of turning some gases into water, and some water into gases, all at the same time, all in a more dynamic system that seems very turbulent and chaotic, but is actually quite stable.
But don’t tell that to anyone in the path of such a storm.
^Soulwax – Is It Always Binary^
So yeah…thinking about the tornado itself as a stabilizing factor and/or director of sorts, as to distribution and movement of that storm within the dynamic systems that surround it. Thinking about it in terms of making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, where you have peanut butter on the top slice of bread, jelly on the bottom slice of bread, and what happens when you mash those two slices of bread together. There is going to be a spreading out, then some suction as these substances and particles try to find their own balance once you release pressure.
Almost like two parabolas meeting, bending further to accommodate each other, then finding their natural balance together…whatever that might be. If you keep the systems that surround these two meeting forces in mind, maybe it’ll make more sense as to why excluding the whole can sometimes be folly. And yet, we keep trying. Nothing wrong with that, cept when and if there is something wrong with it. But we can’t know when and what those might be, until and when we do.
Q: Now what?
A: I dunno. Why are you asking me?
^Stonebridge ft. Therese – Put Em High (JJs Club Mix) HQ^
Focusing more on the goings on around the tornado, than the tornado itself. Afterall, the tornado seems to be some sum of these goings on around it, and not the whole in and of itself, I get the feeling that “the tornado knows this.” Yeah…it’s a stretch. BUT! Tornadoes are kinda…”springy and stingy” at the same time, so thinking about “The Ancient Greeks” here, and their postulation of “something’s desire to return to it’s natural state”…LET’S TALK SPACE TRAVEL!!!
^Hybrid – Marrakech^
Q: How far do you have to be away from home, in order to get “homesick?”
Q: How long do you have to be away from home, in order to get “homesick?”
Are we talking time here? Or distance? Or speed? Because they all had to merge at some point to get you away from where you left, in order to get you where you were going, in order to get you to being homesick.
So when and where did these things “merge?”
My immediate answer is going to be “all along the way baby.” But that sounds a little too saucy, zesty, zany and/or spicy, so let’s dial that back to boredom so we can see where we are going.
Wait…where were we going?
ANYWAY…erm..space travel. Now that we’ve been out in space for some time, and we’re God knows how far from Earth/Terra…what are these factors that are making us “homesick?”
The easy path is going to be family, friends, loved-ones, etc…but what if you have no such “ties” behind on Earth? I mean…there is nothing that we as individuals have to keep on Earth/Terra…so why are we getting sick? Erm…we are made up of we…so…there’s gonna be some creepiness to that immediate thought.
Yeah…a being made up of 40 trillion cells + 50 trillion bacteria/viruses/etc = one space-sick/homesick dude or dudette.
Now, you are thinking…welp…”eliminate one of those two, and we are good as gold.”
Hmmm…I wonder if “bacteria” is gonna first on that hit list. Just guessing on that one. Not like bacteria are currently on any hit lists or anything. Just…thinking out loud.
^Pogo – Oyster Dreamland^
Been seeing “Thor’s Hammer” being bandied about here and there lately, and it got me to thinking about Osiris.
Yeah…Osiris. Seems like he carried something around with him on his person that might be capable of giving something or someone “a smack” equally as well as a hammer…so…yeah.
Maybe a connection there. Maybe not.
But anyway, it got me to thinking about Thor needing his hammer to either stop something, or start something. Kinda like those crazy Poles and their Bricks and Hammers, cept Thor has no brick/bricks. Or…maybe he does. So trying to think as a scorpion might, I’m gonna jump to “dancing with Shiva”…or…”what it is to dance with Shiva.” Not that I’ve noticed how red Orion’s foot has looked lately or anything…but I digress. (Yeah, in my part of the world, Orion’s foot has looked very red in the sky lately.)
^deadmau5 – Polaris^
Thinking even further now about this storm in the video above, and all of that transitioning weight and mass of the clouds themselves as they move and roll in, trying to get to where they are going…I can’t help but guide my gaze downward and think of the people. The houses and infrastructure, the people that built it, and the people that they built it for. So now that I am breaking my cardinal rule of never looking into the future…let’s go all the way, and see what we are trying to see, as we are watching these events unfold.
Not like there is any poetry to the people who made that video running out of gas right in the big middle of that tornado or anything. I personally could not decide whether it was a good thing or bad thing that someone chasing a tornado ran out of gas right there at the business end of that particular event(s)…but the video survived, so that story is capable of telling itself via the active participants.
I am a mystery...find me.
^Pogo – Raining in Wonderland^
Yeah…I’m all over the place currently. But I couldn’t help but think about that statue of Shiva at the LHC. Thinking in terms of all of the things that “make The Universe go”…it’s a lot to think about. Especially for someone like me who is WAY out of their league in both science and religion, and just about everything else. It’s difficult to try and fit in when you know that you don’t.
So…you improvise. Before long, you are building some huge thing for some reason that you aren’t sure of.
Thinking in terms of arcs and parabolas, yeah…that shit was prolly coming together LONG before you first thought of it. Just keep that in context, and shit should get out of hand in no time at all. 😉
^Dr. John: Right Place Wrong Time^
"How Shit Applies To Me."
lolz…If I ever get the gumption to write/write a book, that prolly outta be a title of one of them.
But I digress.
Yeah, ego. On the outside, it’s damn near impossible to understand since it’s interpreted/interpretive and kinda…situationally based on something that is kinda easy to understand until you are told what a piece of shit yours is. (lolz) So, survival instinct, and how yours manifests when it manifests. So…that’s gonna be an outward thing, based on inner reflection of these coming interpretations, as they manifest through interpolation “as it happens.”
So, action/reaction in a little more dynamic fashion than just “Newton’s 3rd”…even tho that is going to be our base. So if I put that thought back into “Thor’s Hammer”…I’m thinking in terms of guidance with respect to “is Thor putting the string into my stinger? Or taking it out?”
I picture Thor’s Hammer banging on my claws to put the string into the sting, or banging on the sting itself to either hone or harm the sting. Afterall, we only get to do this once. After that, we have to either do it all over, or find something else to do. And who wants to do that? 😉
It’s a lot to think about. Especially as a student, which is what I consider myself.
So…relying on others’ best judgement, even when it opposes my conclusions.
^Radiohead – Everything In Its Right Place (Hybrid Remix) – COM LAG (2plus2isfive)^
Not gonna go much deeper into the Horoscope aspect since I know little to nothing about it. But what I am good at, is piecing things together that go together, and leaving things alone that need to be left “as-is.” I guess I don’t need to bring up my abilities of dissecting things, and my discretion in those types of matters.
So…now that we have our storm, and our lightning trying to keep things together and/or take them apart, we have a lot of pressure changes between our mass of water/moisture/clouds, as well as the dust and other particulate matter contained within that mass of clouds.
Any dynamic within a system either adds and/or detracts from that system yes?
Dust is paramount in the formation of raindrops and hailstones, so why would other particulate matter not have an effect on a storm or other arrangement of visible moisture? And not just particulate that can usually be detected in some way by science, but also gas and gasses and energies of all kinds.
Q: Ever seen a storm change colors?
Yeah, not just black and/or grey, but green, yellow, orange, red, and black and blacks, and grey and greys all mixed in. When you throw The Sun/Sol and it’s motion in there relative to The Earth/Terra and it’s motion(s) relative to the storm and it’s motions? Yeah, a lot of pushing and pulling in the middle there. Almost like…breathing. In…and out. So if we think about particulate with respect to breathing? Yeah…prolly gonna be some “hiccups” in the normal motion and dynamics.
Suddenly…predictability just went right out the fucking window. The house prolly went with it.
^Royksopp – Poor Leno (Jakatta mix)^
Basically, yeah…I see the gears turning. Just not sure what role I have outside of seeing these gears turning. Not that it’s important, but I guess someone had to do it.
^deadmau5 – Avaritia^
Just been pondering the notion lately, that any long-term/long-duration trip away from The Earth/Terra, is gonna be a one way trip. And not from some looming potential disaster that has been anticipated, accounted for, and relegated to the realm of the negligible. It’s going to be for those things that you couldn’t possibly account for, seeing as how we’ve never done this before.
Instead of time/duration/length, you instead think of energy and energies with respect to transitions/transitional from a standpoint of “evolution” and/or “mutation”…there might be some long term effects of leaving/returning to Earth/Terra that haven’t been accounted for.
EX: When Apollo 11 returned from the moon, the astronauts were kept in isolation/quarantine for a period of time in the event of any contaminants of the viral/bacterial variety that they may have encountered on the moon.
But if we flip that…
Q: What about mutation within the astronauts themselves?
Yeah. They had a lot of stuff from Earth/Terra with them, and this stuff sought to emulate standard Earth/Terra conditions on The Moon/Luna so that the astronauts could survive the trip. But what effect(s) did the astronauts themselves have on The Moon itself, and what effect(s) did it have on them in return?
Even if you are emulating Earth’s/Terra’s environment, you aren’t on Earth/Terra…so…how accurate is that emulation over long periods of time.
I dunno either.
I do know that if these effects are relegated to the realm(s) of “the negligible”…that’s prolly where they are gonna manifest.
Q: Do we want a pendulum? Or a snowball here?
Do we need to see an IMMEDIATE effect in order for this “negligible” to be considered paramount? Or does it need to remain “hidden and undetected for a while” until the negligible becomes paramount?
Same shit…different timeline.
The short is, who is affected, and who is not, and when?
^Jay Lumen – Can You Dance (Original Mix)^
Now that we are back to fission/fusion, and how these energies are distributed “in straight lines” during a particular event…how long are these “straight lines” before they bend?
Are you sure of the origins of these energies?
Because if not, how can you be sure as to their destinations?
If the prevailing assumption is that “we need to get the fuck away from this planet” due to knowledge/understanding that we currently have in our possession regarding our ALWAYS living on a planet, that is bombarding us with radiation from different sources, and these sources are the source of all of our ailments and maladies….
Q: Where ya gonna go?
Q: What cha gonna do when ya get there?
Q: Where are the rest of us gonna be?
Q: Are you sure that you are sure as to the methods and reasoning(s) in your action(s)
A: Yeah...I dunno either.
^Wizard Of Meh | Pogo^
If I were to wrap some of these thoughts into ergonomics, and the way that we treat people today with respect to how we view “someone sitting on their ass all day and collecting a paycheck”…we might be able to think a little more with respect to space travel and how we would think about treating those travelers on our mutually-beneficial type of journey.
I suggest you view the movie “Dark Star” if you wanna see how I view long-term space travel with respect to the travelers themselves. Their mission, their status and statuses, the changes within the changes that are changing, and how all of these changes change during the changes, and the change that they change into.
Quite a headful, eh? Not really. I hate to have to say that sentence aloud tho. I’d prolly cover anyone within 20 paces with gallons of bacteria ridden slobber.
But yeah…ergonomics within the workplace. If you are sitting most of the day in an uncomfortable chair, what are the odd ways that your body is going to try and compensate? And I’m talking adaptation in more of a compensational type way, since we are gonna have this job for a while right?
YOU AIN"T GONNA FIRE ME ARE YA?!?!? LAYOFFS?!?!?!?
Whew…that was a close one. Mighta went postal there. 😉
Q: If everything in our lives revolves around work, how long is that gonna work?
Just…something to think about.
^Chaos Chaos – In This Place (Live on KEXP)^
I dunno. The astronauts get everything custom-fitted and custom-made, why is it so hard to understand that everyone kinda needs/requires the same attention? Too much standardization and adaptation to that/those standardizations? Hmmm…has that worked out well with the concept of “the bra?” I understand modesty. I respect it. But ever seen how dead people/sick people get handled?
Yeah…not a lot of modesty there.
Anyway, I noticed a story about this husband wife team making custom fitted bras, and my heart kinda leapt a little. I mean yeah, my heart leapt a lot…but prolly not for the reasons you might think. But you might be able to think of a couple. 😉
^Propellerheads – Velvet Pants^
Have a great Wednesday.
^Alan Fitzpatrick – Skeksis^
cYa | cFa
^Jaaam | Pogo^
bespoke (adj.) “custom or custom-made, made to order,” of goods, as distinguished from ready-made, 1755, the same sense found earlier in bespoken (c. 1600), past participle of bespeak, in a sense of “to speak for, to arrange beforehand,” a sense attested in bespeak from 1580s. Now usually of tailored suits.
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Not that I haven’t already blabbed enough, but something that I’ve been pondering recently regarding a long distance/long duration manned space mission, and the addition of practical jokes…humor.
I think about the method of “the daily wakeup music” that Mission Control used to use to wake the astronauts on shuttle missions. There was always “an angle to the musical selection” for that particular day. A running joke, even when there was no joke for a particular day.
It got me to thinking about daily communications on our long distance journey, where the sender(s) would always have some kind of gag or theme when regularly scheduled communications take place. However, since a prevalent thought/concern is “space madness”…our travelers one day decide to “give the people what they want.” So, they devise an carry out a plan, to where the video communication reflects a bunch of hacked up bodies floating around, covered in blood and still clutching knives/weapons. BUT…they never leave character when the repeated calls to…
“OK…that’s enough guys…you are starting to worry us down here.”
“Come on guys…that’s enough. We got work to do.”
Fear turns to panic, turns to anger.
“Traveler One, this is Senior Flight Director, ordering you to desist.”
….no reply, no changes in the video of bodies meandering/floating through the empty space, of clean white, soiled by the unnatural patches of the red of blood being visible where they should not be. Meaning…outside, and not in.
“Traveler One, this is Senior Flight Director, demanding an explanation for the length of this unapproved activity, and we are ORDERING you to desist immediately, as you are now disrupting the mission and causing dismay to your co-workers on Earth.”
….no reply, no changes
Minutes, turn to hours, turn to days, turn to weeks, turn to years.
However, attempts at communication from the ground based operation centers cease after only a short period of time, as the decision is made after only a few hours, that this is no “joke”…and that something has indeed gone terribly wrong.
But the story is not over…
This…is where things start to get REALLY interesting.
I guess what got me to thinking about this, is also my thoughts on the movie Dark Star, and the character Pinback’s “My Diary” video log. Also, the character Doolittle’s “Music Machine.” So thinking about the missions within the mission, freetime, rules, regulations, responsibilities….and thinking about these things over time? If they are not allowed to develop as they do…the mission can and prolly will fail.
My model? Earth. That’s why I refer to Earth as Earth/Terra. It keeps me thinking about the water and the air and every fucking thiig else, because we are already on a ship that is going somewhere.
Q: How are we treating our ship and shipmates?
Don’t worry. I dunno either.
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