Missive From ‘Merica: Mid-Week Spammich

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po T able

Wah tour…wah tour…Avree Wear®…

Butt gnaw…tuh duh rawp…Treblinka.

The “po”…roughly translated in Americanese, might refer to “the poor”.

The “T”…roughly translates to a junction, also means some sciencey and other commercial stuff here and there.

The “able” could refer to the dude that was unable to sense his brother’s murderous intentions, but might also refer to “a bull” if you get extra stretchy wif it.

But in truth, it's none of those things

po T able = “Top Table” where the “T” is shared backwards and forwards.

Guess I coulda done “po TT able”, but why use two, when one will do.

What do you think I am? Some governmental stooge or something?

^Fazerdaze – Lucky Girl (Official Video)^

Teaching = Indoctrination

Guess it all depends on which classes you sign up for, the school(s) you choose, who your teachers wind up being, all kinds of neato and interesting variables. Maybe also wanna consider who got the ball rolling in a particular direction and what their intentions were. So, with that in mind…

what's your story?

What kind of ball are you? What kind of ball do you want to be?

Crystal?
Charity?

Royal?

Foot?

Volley?

Bowling?

Eye?

Canon?

Those of you who are of the basket variety of ball can make your basket case now.

^The Breeders – Cannonball^

Let’s go ahead and start with some definitions before I let the cat out of the bag and spoil all the synchonautical fun.

Poverty (Redirected from Poor)
T (Disambiguation)
M
Able
Crossroads
Junction
Taurus
Drinking Water (Redirected from Potable)
Potable
Potable Water Diving
Colloidal Gold (Redirected from Potable gold)
Avree
Wear
Top
Table
Toptable
Tabletop
Top Table
Top-Table

I open when I need to be open, I close when I need to be closed. Same as you. Course, I might be closed when you personally need me to be open. Sry. Come back during normal business hours. And don’t ask me when those are, because I don’t know.

^Amyl and the Sniffers – Got You (Official Video)^

Some people are likely interested in building the m pyre, just to watch it burn.

^Starfucker // STRFKR – Golden Light^

My broken headphones keep dying. Showing signs of the final and non-fixable death. If you fine fuckers at Sennheiser wanna send me a new pair of Sennheiser HD 280 Pro’s to replace this broke-assed pair where the wire somehow broke within the crossmount thingie that goes across the top of my noggin’?

Send 'em on...I'll use 'em

I really don’t want to have to find the internal break and try and solder the wire nor cut the wire where I think the break is, and try and replace the section with something else. Could result in total calamity. Looks like that’s where I’m headed tho.

😐

^The Distillers “Man Vs Magnet” (Official Music Video)^

On more than one occasion, I’ve seen reference to the term “top table”. Typically in documentaries of the British and/or UK varieties, almost always in reference to some kind of international politics, and I guess Britain’s place at this table with respect to certain interests. Getting there, staying there. Having a say in goings on. National pride. An implied national Jonesing for keeping up with the Joneses.

Yesterday, I was kinda absent my friend Roob’s presence for a while, and it turns out she was watching some Parliamentary goings on in the UK via her telly. Some vote happened, and there were some results. I guess Boris’ somewhat modified version of May’s plan was voted down, some general election in December was not approved, and there was reference to some kind of bill that was recently passed which I guess didn’t stipulate that Boris/the PM should actually accept any offers made by the EU, so it had to be clarified or amended or whatever.

European Union (Withdrawal) (No. 2) Act 2019 (Redirected from Benn Act)
Pyre
Wicker Man (Roller Coaster)
Gerstlauer Euro-Fighter
Eurofighter GmbH
Pyrenees
Black Hand (Serbia)
Kingdom of Sardinia
Cheech & Chong’s The Corsican Brothers
Allied Invasion Of Sicily
Balkans

Anyway, I guess the agreement was turned down, the request for a general election was turned down, and it looked as tho a “hard exit” would take place at some point on Thursday, unless of course that lurking “extension” was accepted. Which, later in the day, I guess it was. Now it’s just a matter of seeing what happens today, and whether or not a general election is held on 9 December.

Labor. Labor. Labor.

Why does that ring a bell? Prolly something to do with getting dinged and the subsequent pain(s).

For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now.”

Romans 8:22 (NKJV)

Labor Parties everywhere, and not a job in sight.

That might produce a ping and pang of pain(s) here and there.

^Ride “Leave Them All Behind”^

No stranger to the concept of the top-table, I. Growing up, family functions where food was involved, the adults had their table, the kids had theirs. Usually the kids table was in a back room or outside on the patio. The kids just wanted to eat, but in looking back, I get the feeling that there was more on the menu than just/only food for the adults. They had grownup things to talk about, and likely had to do so in grownup language. Stuff of the not-so-nourishing varieties to young ears.

We kids eventually grew to understand what was going on in that other room. And although what was actually being discussed was typically beyond us, we could get a vibe on whether this something was good or bad just by listening to the tone(s). The vibration(s) or lack thereof. If it got loud, it was bad. And you had to take into consideration who was getting loud + who was responding to that loudness and how. If dad was getting loud, that was bad. Especially if someone was getting louder in response. Dad usually kept quiet at gatherings, and anyone who crossed him when he did speak?

Le yikes...

They were taking their life into their own hands. And when one or more of the women started to get rowdy? Holy shit, I wanted to pack my shit and leave town, because that meant things had gotten just about as bad as they could get. For a female member of the assembly to not only speak up, but to do so in a combative and/or authoritative way? The shit had definitely hit the fan over some something.

Who was his cousin. Good question? Or poor wording?

Who was his cousin?

Poor wording, bad punctuation, I really don’t know which is the case in this context, nor do I know who “was”, other than the obvious and/or potential. The more you read it (who was his cousin) the less succinct it becomes. Not sure as to any “degradation” tho. Some people have more bumps and bruises in life than others. Some choose the path of faith, some choose the path of belief, and yes, those seem quite different paths to me. Faith in self, faith in others. Doesn’t matter if the ring is brass or gold or cryogenically-cooled steel, I ain’t looking for it. Sure as shit found a ring or two along the way tho.

Also

Who also was his cousin.

Awl sew.

Ah, so.

Lhasa.

Seven…Year…Zen…Tibet.

Tibet…or…you bet?

Seven years of Zen sounds nice irrespective of where.

Even if the place is the pits.

Can I agree to something I don’t understand?

Weird...very weird
^The Muffs – Weird Boy Next Door (Official Music Video)^

Dunno if you’ll actually watch this next vid, but a minute into the start, there’s a single hotdog wiener that the girl didn’t touch. Hopefully her hands were clean and free of contamination. Contamination on the wiener can be cause for concern to some.

^13. Melvins – A History of Bad Men (Live in Norway, 2007)^

JANUS WORDS

Last Name = Janus, First name = Hugh

Is it any wonder that peeps used to have single names/self-identifiers? Much less clay to work with in the bastardization department. Some might even come up with a something in the naming and nomenclatures department that is more or less bullet-proof. Like say, not having one/any.

^Sonic Youth – Bull In The Heather (Official Video)^

Was doing some reading the other day on the topic of MC 900 Ft. Jesus, mainly because I used some of his shiz in a post, and came across a gem of an interview with Spike Jonez via the footnotes.

My friend Lou and I were on a trip to Dallas for a skate tour,” Jonze recalls. “We were in the hotel room and we realized: MC 900 Ft. Jesus lives in Dallas. Let’s find him! We started looking up Mark Griffins in the phone book and we found a bunch of them and just started calling them. My friend would say, ‘Excuse me, sir, how tall are you?’ After three or four we got one who just started laughing, and we knew we had found him. This was a few years before we did the video, but we talked on the phone for 20 minutes. It was awesome.

Spike Jonze dishes on his classic music videos (and Dallas’ MC 900 Ft. Jesus)

That’s pretty clever as far as cold-calling goes. Very specific. Very succinct. Looks like you chose the correct password combination for that particular passageway.

Well done
^Dead Kennedys – Holiday In Cambodia^

Eventually, the well is gonna quench your thirst, and you’re gonna try and turn off the tap. It’s possible that you may even think the well has run dry. Maybe it has.

/me shrugs
^Dope Lemon – Hey You^

The well has run dry before. Stands to reason it’ll happen again. But that first time the well ran dry? Sure it was dry for a spell, but then, it rained. It rained a lot. It rained. And rained, and rained, and rained.

Q: Does it matter from which direction a rain comes?

A: ?->¿<-?

Are rains that come in from the west, the same as rains that come in from the north, or the same as rains that come in from the south? I would say east but we don’t get rains from the east here. Well, not until recently we didn’t.

But I’m wondering about the contents of the water in the well. Like, aggregate. Summer rain(s), Spring rain(s), Winter rain(s), Fall rain(s)…they can’t all be the same. So is their logic in the moisture(s) that are brought to where and when/via what direction? Here, we have a lot of swimming pools. That means that a lot of peeps around here have spent a good deal of time stewing in water that has a high concentration of chlorine. You drink that shit too via the public water supply. Over time, what does that do to a gal or fella?

I’m mainly thinking about the aquifers in this area and the waters that feed them over time. What nutrients and minerals were brought in, and what nutrients and minerals leech from the local environment(s), plus what all that adds up to. The particulate in the atmosphere is changing, so moisture in the form of rain likely ain’t bringing the same stuff it used to. When you consider the direction the moisture may be coming from at a certain time of year, then you consider the nature of agriculture as it was then and is now, add in the industrial usages of waters from the river systems and other varied water sources, there’s a shift happening right under our noses that may be so obvious that we’re missing something else entirely. Or maybe not. Lots of eyes on waters everywhere. Just depends on who you are listening to/not listening to.

^Ocean grabbing — local fishing communities under threat? | DW Documentary^

Dear DW,

You make some pretty good documentaries on some pretty interesting subjects. However, the music is really getting out of hand. A smattering of music here and there is great. It adds without detracting, and is a great way of hearing some new music I may have never heard before. However, I challenge you to watch the following documentary, and I want you to keep track of how much time within the film is absent of either music or some kind of ridiculous and over the top foley/added sound effects. Along with the narration, it is my opinion that you as the viewer are given no time whatsoever to actually think, contemplate, and make decisions for yourself as to the goings on depicted in the film. Of course, maybe that’s the point: tell the viewer what to think and why, and give them no time to ponder or question.

Have fun counting the seconds in that film, and thanks for the docs irrespective of my personal grievances with respect to them.

Love,

cFa

^The Beginnings Of World War 1 Explained | First World War EP1 | Timeline^
Anger? I get.

Rage? I get.

Fury? I get.

Pride?

I don't get that at all

Sure, I’ve taken it out for a spin here and there, but I don’t understand the concept. It’s the one thing you’re supposed to have, except when you have it. Then it’s the one thing you aren’t supposed to have. I guess maybe “pride” is like a philosophical hot potato.

See a doctor and get rid of it
^The Hives – Hate to Say I Told You So^

Speaking of well and wells and being well and water(s) and such, Sophie, Sophia, Sewing and Sofas sure have been appearing on the radar a lot of the past few weeks.

Standard Operating Procedure
Sop
SOP
Piety
CouchSurfing
Couch Surfing
Couch Surf
Iwye

Anyone got a line on what’s up with that sopping? Too much gravy and not enough bread? Too much bread and not enough gravy? We all have our crosses to bear. So the story goes.

^IDLES – MOTHER^

Ever heard of a PPE? I’ve mentioned what it is before, but think it deserves a revisit.

PPE

The Dirty Little Secret Behind Internet Mortgage Pricing Engines

Dynamic Pricing

Can you imagine standing in line at a brick-and mortar store, the price was $7.99 when you picked your whatever up off the shelf, but the person behind you in line pays only $6.99 for the exact same item because the price was changed/lowered after you picked the thing up off the shelf? Bet you’re angry now, eh? What if the price went up tho. Would you then snicker at the person behind you and think, “wow, I’m getting a really great deal!”

Mortgages work like that

Whether you do or don’t pay thousands over the term of a loan could change in mere minutes. Kinda depends on when you commit and why. You wanted the best price, you got it.

Pony up

Of course, if you’d have waited another hour, you could have gotten an even better deal. But is this really that big of a shocker? You’re in this game. Part of it. One of the wheels that makes the machine go, and every single thing you do is gonna cascade in some way, shape or form. Maybe you weren’t aware of that. Maybe your mortgage loan, and your committing to it when you did, was the straw that broke the finance camel’s back and made rates drop even lower.

Someone's did
^the flowers – after dark^
Well, this is strange...

Looks almost…balanced. Gotta keep in mind tho, some resonances are quite destructive when they are “balanced”.

Just sayin'
^Fontaines D.C. – Boys In The Better Land (Darklands Version)^

You hear about that dude that got stuck upside down on the chimney and died? Sucks. I watched some documentaries sometime back on people in the UK that demolish old chimneys by hand. Makes sense. These things were put up by hand, so, why not bring them down by hand. Brick by brick, up they went. But when it’s time to come down? Some just want the fuckers gone, and fast. I guess that was Nobel’s whole point tho. Watt’s also. Lenor’s and Otto’s. And Whitney’s, Tesla’s and Edison’s too. Do the work of many with much less and/or little to none.

Comparatively

Where was I? Oh yeah, died with a hammer in his hand. For those interested in the more mystical and associative kinds of inference, I guess “the hanged man” and “the dead man” instantly spring to mind. However, what about the man?

Yeah, the person

Some dude, working a shitty and dangerous job, something goes wrong, story ends. For him it does. I’d bet he didn’t wake up yesterday morning and say, “Oh boy oh boy, I sure as shit hope something goes really fuckin’ awry today and I wind up a media sensation which causes the soothsayers and psychics to lose their everlovin’ minds.” Considering the goings on in Parliaments all over the world, some might interpret that poor dude’s death as something…

symbolic

Ironic, that here I sit, doing pretty much the very thing I’m damning. Trying my best not to read into any symbolism, although my mind is certainly awash in symbolism tho. But at the same time, thinking about this dude, his family, friends, the people that had to try and rescue him/eventually pull his body down…all kinds of people affected in all kinds of ways, all over the place, both directly and indirectly/less-directly.

^John Henry: One of America’s Warriors^

How does one talk about things? I don’t think there’s an answer. Not a correct one anyway. You talk about a something, or you don’t. Either way, might wanna prepare yourself for a smack on the snout irrespective of which choice you make.

Augur

You can read just about anything. Draw all kinds of stuff from that and those well(s), make all kinds of conjectures and reach all kinds of conclusions. Still, you have to walk the walk of your chosen path.

^Psychedelic Porn Crumpets – Found God in a Tomato^

Having a dream within a dream sounds like a cool concept. Until it actually happens anyway. How do you relate such an experience, and to whom do you relate it to? For what purpose(s)? If you had similar or same and wanna talk, sure. But to just spout the experience out to garner attention? Well, that kinda makes sense too on some levels.

 Being alone is...scary

Anyway, if you wanna talk, sure, I’ll give it a go, but I personally have no agenda. Any agenda(s) you might have/bring to the discussion may be a shade…transparent. Maybe not specifics, but a dark spot is still a spot. Easy to spot. In the interest(s) of transparency, prolly best I’m upfront about that.

Bring the noise
^Grimes – We Appreciate Power (Lyric Video)^

Hang in there fellow humanoid type entities. Sunshine sucks without rain. Oh, and this whole “potable” and “top table” mess started off because I dropped by C Frank Davis’ place first thing this morning and read his latest post. Lots of weirdness going on over there in the UK both inside and out. I guess there are those looking to create a wave of dissent they can ride until that magical 2050 mark. Makes sense, but also doesn’t. 2050AD/CE is arbitrary as hell whilst riding on a planet that is supposedly 4.5 billion year old, and this same planet is swimming in a 13.8 billion year old sea. Delay, until established, then hold. Hold until relieved. That’s the only thing I can figure.

^London Grammar – Strong [Official Video]^

cYacFa

^Tito Y Tarantula-After Dark^

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Story Time: ‘Cos Play’s The Thing!

Welcome, Dear Reader…

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*Appropriate… /lights up and smokes… Very nice, Clicky…*

…to last year’s Halloween tale!

youre putting me on

*Shh, Clicky, let Dear Reader read…*

Enjoy! ❤

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‘Cos Play’s The Thing!

By Roo B. Doo

I was having a lovely dream. The sort of dream you dream about having. Josie was sat over me, exquisitely filling her Wonder Woman costume with her tanned and taut flesh. Her righteous arse cheeks, spread, hovered tantalizingly above my face, the blue silky gusset that ran between them was nearly within touching distance.

“Copy that, Elvis. Coming in to land,” Josie said curtly, followed by a burst of static. “And I hope to God Harry has managed to get the undercarriage down.”

It was then that I realised we were about to crash. I hadn’t been able to find the invisible landing gear that Josie had implored me to fix. The one on her invisible plane, the plane she was now bringing in to land. I looked down past my feet at the ground zooming up toward me, before stealing one last glance up at the in-flight entertainment above. “Oh fuck!”

I woke in a sweaty start to the urgent buzzing of my iPhone on the bedside table. “I’m up!” I yelled into the cool, empty darkness, before hitting the snooze button and flopping back onto my pillow, clutching the phone to my gut. It felt smooth and hard against my hot skin.

I’d been dreaming of the Josie again, F.A. Kontrell’s HR Manager and the office goddess I’d been lusting after since the Fat Kontroller, our boss, had hired her into the fold two years ago. Last year she’d dressed as Wonder Woman for Halloween, and just like in my dream, Josie had filled the skintight costume to perfection. In real life. Unfortunately, and exactly like my dream, she remains just as elusive. One day, I sighed and snuggled back down under the duvet to review the highlights of this latest dreamy romp. The next time my mobile phone suddenly vibrated into life, the intrusion was much more welcome.

Hallo-fucking-ween again, I thought malevolently when I finally got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I’d never been fond of the ritualised bollocks foisted on us as markers of time – Christmas, Easter, Halloween – but since the Fat Kontroller had given our bitch of a receptionist, Shazza, carte blanche to organise the festivities, I’d come to dread their arrival for the inevitable disaster that followed.

Last year, the old boy had been railroaded into a last minute ‘dress up for charity’ celebration of all things Halloweeny by Shazza, whilst I’d been out of the country, enjoying the delights of Ibiza on a well deserved break. That sorry episode had resulted in a blood-splattered bathroom, a year’s worth of PTSD therapy for Ian, our lanky and highly impressionable apprentice, and a grand sum of £22.50 raised for a charity – still undisclosed – a fiver of which was extorted from me for not not knowing I needed a costume!

Well not this year; this year I was prepared thanks to Dana Cossetti, high-flying VP of the American conglomerate that has recently swallowed F.A. Kontrell’s biggest client, Clovis, whole. We’d been introduced to each other back in the spring, whilst Dana was making a whistle-stop tour of her firm’s European acquisitions, and the Fat Kontroller was looking to secure the lucrative contract he’d signed with Clovis by any means necessary.

Any initial disgust I felt at being pimped out by my boss was soon dwarfed by lust for his selected john the moment I clapped eyes Dana Cossetti’s legs and heard her earthy, Texan drawl. And being a Yank, she took both Halloween and competition very seriously indeed…

Dana Harry Convo 1

Despite the godawful hour, arriving first at the office does have certain benefits: picking the best parking spot for one thing, lack of Shazza for another. Mainly it allows me to get on with some productive work before the Fat Kontroller rolls in. Today it also meant I could get changed into my Halloween costume with some degree of privacy before the rest of the rabble arrived. Except upon arrival I found the security alarm switched off and the main door unlocked. I pushed it open and peered into the deserted, unlit office beyond. “Hello?”

Shit! I bet he’s here already, I fumed, striding round to my desk, expecting to see the Fat Kontroller. I was stopped in my tracks though by a loud thud from the other side the office. Not him then, I surmised and changed direction, curious to see who’d beat me in to work. “Who’s that?” I called out but was greeted with silence.

Perhaps it was the date or that the far side of the office was bathed in deep shadows, weakly lit by the meagre daylight that eked through from beneath the window blinds, but it felt very spooky. I suddenly felt the urge to creep. What if it’s a burglar? I thought. Why the fuck didn’t you switch the overhead lights on? I shifted the garment bag carrying my costume to over my shoulder and crept forward, Scooby Doo style.

“Hello, who’s there?” Nothing. I picked up a stapler from a nearby desk and held it open in front of me. Oh yeah, that’s bound to scare off an intruder. Why not brandish a fucking ruler and threaten a stinging slap?

“Harry, is that you?” Golden light flooded the corner of the room as the door to the far office opened. Josie poked her head out sideways, her raven tresses tumbling down in a waterfall of curls. She looked relieved to see me. “Oh thank God, I need some help with this thing.”

Pfft, burglar. I strolled up to her office, getting rid of the stapler as nonchalantly as I could on the way. “Sure. What’s the-” I felt my jaw drop. “Problem?”

“It’s stuck,” Josie gasped, looking over her bare shoulder. She was wrestling with the zip at the small of her back. “The zip feels stuck but I can’t see why. Will you have a look?”

If last year’s Wonder Woman costume had been a joy to behold, then Josie’s mermaid effort today was nothing short of a triumph of form over fantasy. Hallelujah! my brain screamed.

“Wow, great costume,” I croaked, sinking to my knees. It was going to take every ounce of willpower to not press my face up against her fulsome, metallic gold arse, and kiss it. Profusely, scaly or not.

“It’s a bit elaborate,” she purred, running a delicate, tanned hand over the flare of her hips and down the curvy, shimmering, fish scale printed fabric. “But I couldn’t resist,” she informed me with a girlish giggle and a swish of her tail.

Oh you’re fucking killing me! I mentally wailed but decided to keep my mouth shut: my hands were shaking, my eyeballs were sweating; I couldn’t be any more nervous if faced with a bomb, pliers in hand and commanded to cut. I furtively licked my lips. “Um…”

“Can you see where it’s caught?” Josie asked pushing her fishtail arse closer to my face.

Breathe, you idiot! I took a gulp of air and dived in. “I think it’s caught on the lining.” I tugged and pulled gingerly with nervous fingers until the zip and lining freed themselves of each other. With a sigh of relief, I fastened her costume up with a smooth zziiipp and sat back on my heels. “You look… magnificent.”

“Oh thanks, Harry.” Josie tottered round and gave me a full frontal of her washboard stomach and the pink clam shells cup bikini top that shielded her perky breasts. I could have quite happily sat there all day but she held out her hand to help me up. She spotted my garment bag discarded on the floor. “Ooh so you did remember to bring a costume this year?”

My costume? I’d quite forgotten all about my costume; my costume had been completely blown out of my mind by the way she looked in her costume.

Missing out on the chance to win a bottle of Glenfarclas for best costume at last year’s Halloween hullabaloo had stung. The Fat Kontroller had donated it as first prize and he only ever drank the finest whisky. I’d idly mentioned it to Dana, who taken this year’s competition as something of a challenge. My costume was really Dana’s costume; the only input I had was to simply wear it, and share first prize with her when next she was in town. A Christmas date I was looking forward to immensely .

“Come on, what are you wearing?” Josie asked impatiently.

Well this is awkward, I thought with a mental grimace. I rocked up onto to my feet and started to unzip the bag. “Funny story, Josie. An American mate sent this to me about a month ago…”

Dana Harry Convo 2

“Oh my God, Harry, we’re both mermaids for the day!” Josie laughed, freeing the fishtail of my costume from its protective casing so that she could fondle it. Strange, she seemed genuinely delighted that, essentially, someone else would be wearing the same frock as her. “We’ll be twins!”

“If you mean like Schwarzenegger and Devito, then yeah… Totally!”

“Oh Harry, don’t be so hard on yourself,” Josie said coyly, perching on her desk and lazily swinging her legs so that her fishtail glittered and gleamed. “You don’t look anything like Danny Devito.”

Fuck! Is she flirting with me? “Whereas you look exactly like Arnold Schwarzenegger?”

Josie picked up a shell encrusted mirror from the desk and peered at her reflection. “Only when I’m on my period.” She quickly placed the mirror back down. “Hey, I know. If you changed now, we can go sit out on reception and wait for the others to arrive.”

Here? She wants me to take my clothes off here? I was confused and still reeling from her flirting. If that was flirting. I decided not to chance it. “Okay, I’ll go to the ladies.”

“No!” She slid off the desk and bunny hopped toward me. “No time to lose. I’ll help you. These things can be a bugger to get into.”

“Well alright then,” I said shrugging off my coat and biting my lips to disguise my grin. “You know Shazza’s gonna be pissed when she gets in and finds us camped on reception.”

“Better than that, she’ll be absolutely horrified!” Josie flashed a wicked smile and plucked the garment bag from my hand so that I could get undressed. “Happy Halloween Harry.”

Dana Harry Convo 3

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Igor eye wobble

*Way to roll your eyes, Clicky… /stubs butt…*

Doo come back on Thursday for ‘Secret of the Flaming Zombies’, a tale from Underdog Anthology 9: Well Haunted. In fact come back any time you like, Dear Reader. And have a Song 😀

Missive From ‘Merica: #141 Hellifino

Dear Reader, the splendid artwork on the new Underdog Anthology…

UA9 Cover

*/lights up… Thank you, Clicky…*

… was provided by a gentleman called Gary V. Foss. A poem by Sam Walter Foss is reproduced by Cade in his new missive, below…

friends its all relative 1

 

*No idea… /drags… I know Cade met up with MEROVEE Frank this week… /plumes smoke… And it’s possible they share an ancestor…*

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*Yeah, Jen was there too… /smokes… Could you butt out now, Clicky? I’m try to introduce Cade’s missive… /sighs… Now I’ve completely lost my train of thought…*

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When you make all my dreams come true···

···you’re basically taking all my dreams away from me.

Maybe even taking from me···

···my ability to dream.

Q: Now what?

A: . . . ─ ─ ─ . . .

Unfulfilled dreams potentially being a key to immortality. Almost doesn’t make any sense. Guess it all depends on what type of individual you are, and maybe whether or not you like to share.

^Swedish House Mafia – One (Original Mix)^

How to relate such a seemingly complex concept. I know! Let’s do a sing along type thingie! I’m gonna put a poem here by Sam Walter Foss called “Two Gods”, and I’ll put this here audio recitation of the poem performed by MC 900 Ft. Jesus so you can read along.

Sam Walter Foss
MC 900 Ft. Jesus
Hell With The Lid Off
God
Dream
Memory Consolidation

Won’t this be fun? We can get our dream(s) back on.

_=_=_=_=_=_=_=_=_=_=_=_

A boy was born ‘mid little things…between a little world and sky.

And dreamed not of the cosmic rings round which the circling planets fly.

He lived in little works and thoughts…where little ventures grow and plod.

And paced and plowed his little plots…and prayed unto his little god.

But as the mighty system grew…his faith grew faint with many scars.

The cosmos widened in his views…but God was lost among his stars.

Another boy in lowly days…as he to little things was born.

But gathered lore in woodland ways and from the glory of the morn.

As wider skies broke on his view…God greatened in his growing mind.

Each year he dreamed his god anew…and left his older god behind.

He saw the boundless scheme dilate…in star and blossom…sky and clod.

And as the universe grew great…he dreamed for it…a greater god.

¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯=¯

A step further. I’m wondering about that one further step. That seed which feeds the need to dream and/or continue dreaming when all is done and there’s nothing left to do. One more thing do to. One step beyond? One thing? What makes reality? Is that maybe what made reality? The absence of dreams and dreaming? Oh, and Happy Friday shitforbrains. Only six days until Halloweed.

^MC 900 ft. Jesus – Bill’s dream^

My youngest was in discussion with Whatshername the other day whilst I was in getting a drink, and he commented that, “Halloween didn’t seem to fit the fall model.”

It didn’t fit. Doesn’t jibe. I piped up and said, “That’s the point. Compliment via contrast.”

He told me, “that makes no sense.”

I laughed, agreed, then sauntered away from the conversation.

Have thought about it a lot since then tho. Because of where I live, “fall” could arrive anywhere from late July to late December. Just depends on the amount of rain(s), and/or when the cold finally arrives…if it arrives at all. Not to mention that we here in the USA have that mysterious “Thanksgiving” holiday that baffles the living fuck out of the rest of the planet, and it’s right there in the middle between Halloween and Christmas. My thoughts on “the season of fall” differ somewhat from his. Is it my job as a father to remedy that? Or is it best that I let him formulate his own opinion(s).

I'll keep you posted
^Must Be The Feeling^

Thanksgiving kinda fits a bit with Halloween, and Christmas and Thanksgiving kinda fits with each other, but Halloween and Christmas are like…polar opposites. I guess that’s how he’s seeing it anyway. Makes sense, but also not. When I think about all three of those holidays, I think trees. Food is also a prevalent theme in all three, and so is/are family/families. But Christmas and Thanksgiving are kinda more-closed loops, whereas Halloween is kinda open in that and those regard(s). Public. Strangers. Parties. Trick or Treating. Unknown and unknowns.

Lots of maybes

Maybe that’s where a secret lay in the mystery of the somewhat ostracized nature of Halloween. Or at least, within public perception(s) and/or perceptions of public perception(s).

^Showtek – We Like To Party (Original Mix)^

Ya know, another thing is that Halloween in its current incarnation (at least here in the US) is kind of an evolving thing. It’s no longer just “dress up your house a bit to make it look scary, play scary music out the window and give away candy to trick or treaters”.

Its a growth industry

People are starting to go fucking nuts over it, and not just and only a few weirdos and extremists here and there. Streets are as likely to have houses decorated at Halloween as they are to have their houses decorated at Christmas. I’d imagine the current growth of Halloween is somewhat like the growth of Christmas in the 1950’s and 1960’s. The Great Pumpkin has gone commercial.

^Rocky Horror Time Warp^
DO A BARREL ROLL!!!
^Do a barrel roll !^

When I think of sleep with no dreams, the first thing I think of is death. That’s probably a kinda normal thought amongst “the living”. But my own mind runs to my death-dream/sleep-paralysis, then straight to Thoth and something said about these “12 that sleep forever”. Mainly because I’ve often wondered what it is that provides us humans and other lifeforms with the ability to dream.

Would it be possible that there was an original dreamer who ran out of dreams, dreams no more, and as a result, we can dream our own dreams? Admittedly, if you’re of the agnostic, atheistic or similar faith(s), you aren’t gonna think that there was some original creator(s)/dreamer(s) out there somewhere who thought this whole nightmarish mess up…it just happened. But what I’m also thinking is that maybe there was a “dream pool” and this original dreamer and/or original dreamers didn’t drink the dream well dry. Maybe he/her/them/they or whatever just drank their fill then took a break so that all the shiznit and stuffs they created could actually do what they were created to do. Which, one reason at least, may have been…

to dream

Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, those 12 sleeping fuckers who appear to be able to be able to go anywhere they want, at any time, and can known men’s minds or however it was worded.

^Stealing Sheep – Show Love^

Loads of stuff we don’t understand. Might be aware of something, maybe not. Irrespective of awareness, we may not understand whatever it is we are aware of. Frank Davis kinda touched on this topic a bit yesterday.

Why Can’t I Build Cancer Models?

 

I’m headed a different direction than Frank, but will wind up in the same general vicinity.

Aura
Field
Aura (Paranormal)
Aura
Field (Physics)
Field
Luciferin
Luciferase
Photoprotein
Field = To go out and fight

Weird. Anyway, we’ve got these fields around us, and these fields around us have other fields contained within this field. So what is driving us? Dark? Light? Both? Some other weird, crazy, and otherwise funky shit we’re missing? Prolly more to light, than just and only light. Gotta consider not only light, but its source and sources. Giving some consideration to the properties and states of light might help. And what I’m thinking here is…

why do work that is already being done?

If you can leech off of an existing process, maybe you utilize an intermediary, you can then ponder the merits of symbiosis and/or more/less symbiotic relationships. What is/is not intrusive, creative, additive, argumentative, complimentary, disruptive, destructive, malicious, benevolent?

etc..
^Highasakite – Mexico (Official Music Video)^

If you’re having trouble following, maybe instead of thinking just and only photons. Maybe venture a bit outside of the “light box” with respect to the transference and eventual dissemination and interpretation of information and data. Maybe think about electrons, associated binaries, message delivery and transportation systems of all kinds, then maybe have a peek at the data(s) that is/are being transferred, via what mediums, why…

shit like that

The Telephone Game is a good representation as to data handoffs and data integrity, what checks are implemented, where and why, etc.. I recently brought back up “the 8 levels of darkness” again. There are actually 15 levels, but the point is how things move, where, and why they move that way, in a particular environment.

8 down

7 in

1 immovable

7 out

8 up

I’ve not given “the light levels” much thought, primarily because the dark levels are in fact “light levels”. They just operate differently. Plenty of light in the dark; it just behaves differently. And if you’re thinking dark matter/dark energy, you’re not on the wrong track.

That said, I don’t know if I am on the right track in thinking that these dark rings are in fact the reorganizational processes that create the dark matter/energy and act as the conduit between matter and antimatter. But that’s what I’ve been seeing for several years now, and the addition of time in any all instances when penetrating the rings tends to kick me out, so to speak. I don’t think it’s necessarily that time does not exist nor cannot exist there. Maybe just a matter of it not existing in the same way and ways.

I do know I had an inkling of how to actually split a Quark this morning, and it scared the fuck out of me. Primarily because a few years ago, I saw, potentially anyway, a way that Quarks might have infinite up/down properties within a single particle. Infinite positive and negative charges. They were ridiculously long, yet finite, and my mind instantly ran to strings. Not given the topic much thought since then. Not till this morning anyway.

^Swedish House Mafia ft. John Martin – Don’t You Worry Child (Official Video)^

That poem was written a really long time ago.

Two Gods

If you had told me at age 10, that a poem like that was written in the late 1800’s, I woulda said you were fucking nuts. Everyone “back then” was god-fearing and pure. So I was told anyway.

^Chromatics – Tick Of The Clock^

Some teachers prolly get sick and fucking tired of certain students. Some teachers prolly get sick and fucking tired of teaching.

Someone recently pointed out and reminded me that even Jesus seemed to get sick of people’s shit.

lolz

I had forgotten all about that.

^Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^
A skateboard company. Looks like almost everyone is on board
^I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989^

Your view of me is stylized; it’s not me. Only I know me, and even I don’t know me as well as I’d like to, so I guess in effect, nobody knows me. Same goes for you. Same goes for everyone I guess. Still, anything and everything you’ve got in your head about me, is stylized. Pretty much means that your ideas are…

flexible

Moldable, shapable and able to be molded and modulated via all kinds of ways, means and methods. Outside influence may not even be requisite for you to bounce from opinion to opinion. So what’s going on inside? What are you bouncing around in there, and why. Things like, oh…I dunno…you gave me that crown, and you can take it away. Something like that? The wolf that wins, is the one you feed.

So I'm told anyway
^Ministry – Everyday Is Halloween^

When I think “141”, two things immediately pop into my head, both are aviation related.

14 CFR Part 141 – PILOT SCHOOLS

Lockheed C-141 Starlifter

With respect to “sync numbers”, one could technically punch the number “141” into my internal memory banks, and this would provide access to related information and data via those two primary pathways via the 141 sequence. For example…

Andrews Air Force Base, McLean Virginia, Paris Texas, Tyler Texas, monarch butterflies, midair collision(s), blue and white, orange and black, 66322, touch and go, Grayson County Airport, Davy Crocket

Those are some ancillary types of things that instantly pop into my head when I hear the number “141” and/or the sequence “one four one”. The more that I think on 141, the more that pops into my head…

Precision, raining and cold, I-66, skeet, neon orange, Aunt Geo, Chesapeake Beach, Route 4, PX, minesweeping helicopters, allergic reaction to tattoos, 3,000 feet, south, hot, rough...it gets more and more clear and cloudy at the same time

These are my memories. Places I’ve been, things I’ve seen, things I’ve done, levels of involvement, levels of removal, hearsay, fact, truth, fiction, fantasy, lies…

its all mixed in there stewing in the same pot

With respect to memory and memories, and in regards to remote access of said information, is it possible to “feed” off of information via intentionally planted/implanted numbers and numbers sets? Something I’ve pondered for a while now, and I’m wondering as to quite a few concepts regarding frequency and/or utilization(s) of the stream(s).

^In Your Machine^

Old video below, but one of the comments on the video kinda caught my eye: the one about Oklahoma, and mainly because I distinctly remember 3 earthquakes here in 2014. And the fact that there’s mention of “the Oso Washington landslide, that killed 39”.

Seems like there was something in the news just this week where 39 people died in a truck/lorry. Did some reading tho, and it looks like the death toll in Oso eventually climbed to 43.

So yeah, no connection(s) whatsoever
^Wyoming Landslide: Slow Moving Disaster^

Let’s say that you gain access to “Memory X” using the 141 sequence. Later, you want to prove to a colleague that you’ve gained access to “Memory X”, you again use the 141 sequence, but it doesn’t work like it did the first time. Meaning, you input your 141, but the output is something different that the original. This could be either a different result entirely, or perhaps nothing at all, but a deviation from the original. So you increase the frequency of the inputted 141 sequence. Eventually, you get the access to “Memory X”, but it took 14 iterations of the 141 sequence to achieve the desired result. Or maybe 41 iterations. Or maybe 140 iterations.

Q: What was your base?

A: What is your base?

What was and is your base? To relate what I’m talking about, let’s say you stroke the small of your girl’s back for the first time, and she goes bonkers. One soft simple stroke, and she’s starry-eyed and weak-knee’d. Next time however, you stroke the small of her back, and nothing happens. So you repeat the procedure a few times, eventually she comes around to that original point you remember so vividly from your first experience.

Q: Does the second memory muddy the first?

A: What if there is no second memory?

In the context of which I’m speaking, I would imagine that your subject would need to be unaware of your number sequencing/number syncing so that they will rely upon their own internal experiences and data sets, which will give you access to these same experiences/data sets. Anything externalized is likely to provoke defense mechanisms and close off access to the individual’s internal hive.

So, the next question is, how to upload both false memories and modified memories? Provide some varied contrasts so that the original remains more or less intact, but your subject is…well, let’s say…susceptible. Muddy the memory, and the absolute becomes subjective. But only internally. The external can maintain clarity and rationale because the points within the set(s) are distinct and isolated which keeps both the point(s) and the set(s) from commingling in the “fuzzy logic” centers. I mean, this person’s life keeps on ticking. Keeps going. They’re piling more and more data in the banks each and every moment of each and every day. Loads of “similar not same” data piling in there that could possibly not provide the contrast to make better distinctions. Especially if the subject is currently in a loop or perceives themselves as being in a loop or some other dead-end type of situation. Final question…

Q: In an existence with little to no contrast, contrasts and/or contrasting elements, does all contrast become “stark”?

A: ???

Was just thinking how easy that might make the manipulation of emotions. You could corrupt a spirit.

^Datassette – Computers^

Just went back and was reading that Sam Walter Foss article on Wikipedia, and noticed it says he’s featured on New Hampshire historical marker #114. Actually, it says “number 114”.

To be exact, it says (number 114)”

I wonder if 114 and 141 are actually the same number in a different sequence representative of similar not same things + similar and same things + exact same things/identical things. May seem an odd reference, but I’m reminded of the 30 Rock episode where they’re all playing poker and Jack Donaghy discovers he can’t read Kenneth the Page. No tells to tell. No tales to tell?

Q: If someone is dead inside, can you extract anything?

A: ¿??¿

Supposedly, dead men tell no tales, so it makes me wonder about the dynamics of “the deadman” with respect to remote reading. Doesn’t matter the mode(s), method(s) nor reasoning(s) either. The deadman is just as alive as you or anyone else, just a tad…dead. Dead in there. Dead space? Dead zone?

/shrug 

Maybe some tactical maneuvering is in order. Also looks like he died in 1911.

^Dead – Pixies (RB3 Expert Guitar)^

Tic, tocs, and what is getting that inertia going in the first place? Get the right matter, with the right inertia, at the right speed, set to the right angle, add the right energy/energies with the same considerations, and you just might be able create an entanglement that’ll go on and on for a very long time. Might explain why certain configurations last for the amounts of time that they do. Especially in certain environments and/or at certain times.

Pre-flood, people supposedly lived for what is now considered to be some very long periods of time. But after the flood, not so much. Above, and below. Different time(s), and different configuration(s), different results. Gonna be some disruptors and disruptions. Might explain the membranous and somewhat episodic nature(s) of many of the things we see and experience. Many of the things that do and do not exist. Periodic tables, maps and star charts. Might also explain the whens and whys of why a lifeform might choose immortality over reproduction or vice versa. Sometimes the episode needs to run a bit longer than 22 minutes, sometimes not.

^Bobby Caldwell – What You Won’t Do for Love (Album Version)^
Star Charts and Sea Larks

I haven’t thought about that in a long time. I wonder what she’s up to.

^Will Sparks feat. Luciana – Sick Like That (Lyric Video)^

Dunno if revisiting old syncs is a good thing. Dunno if it’s a bad thing either. Seems kinda weird to never revisit a somewhere that is important to you. If there’s nothing keeping you away, and nothing telling you to stay away, why not go? Gotta be something pulling you in that direction.

Or pushing

Dunno…maybe I’m just circling the drain, and seeing the same shit on the way out that I saw on the way in.

Sup? Nice to see you again. Catch you on the flipside, I guess.

Maybe
^Holy Fuck – The Pulse^

Can you believe that a thought on having a dream come true inspired all that crap?

What a nightmare, eh?

I do know that the thought of potentially splitting an infinitely long and infinitely massive particle sent shivers down my spine. Considering the self-sustainability angle(s), one has to ponder the contextual nature of what “infinite” really entails, and where. The infinite paradigm itself is well established, it’s possible, plausible, and even probable. Now you just have to consider if you want to be the one to light the fuse or not.

^fluke – baby pain^
Have a great weekend
^AURORA – Runaway^

cYacFa

^Highasakite – Camp Echo – I Am My Own Disease HD AUDIO^

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We hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader. Come back later in the week and we’ll have a Halloween tale or two for you…

*True, my Underdog Anthology X story will be related… /stubs butt… I just have to figure it out…*

…And have a Song ❤

Missive From ‘Merica: For the Wider Rider

 

*No, Clicky, this is not about yesterday’s Brexit shenanigans… /lights up… It’s about roller coasters… /drags… Watched some before and after refurb vids in the week with Cade… /plumes smoke… He’s sent a missive…*

*No, I told ya, it’s not about Brexit… /smokes…*

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Re: Visit Of Row Lure Co-Stirs And Infinite Sixes, Ones and Sevens...

That was going to be the name of this post. You’ve only begun, the post is now finished, and I’ve decided to send it over to Roob so that she can do whatever she want’s with it instead of me posting it on my blog. Read-on reader. Will maybe explain more later.

Maybe

Wait…is there even anything more to explain? I guess I could mention that I inadvertently/accidentally published this very post on my own blog the other day whilst working on it. Got in a rush, hit the wrong button, and suddenly, the whole unformatted mess has gone public. Instead of my work being finished, I just created myself a shitload more work. Hadn’t started the backup yet, so now, gotta quickly create a backup, delete the post, and do all of this bullshit in short fucking order without losing anything and/or everything. As a result of that calamitous occurrence, and a few other factors, what was there, then gone, then there, is again gone from there, and is now here.

Clear?

Post (my part anyway)…

starts (again)…

NOW! (heh)

^Riding “Surf Coaster” Roller Coaster at Sea Paradise in Japan! Front Seat 4K Onride POV^

!!! HELLO DIMWIT !!!

(S)

I can see your face(s) now.

You’ve a look of “Did that Okie fucker just call me a dimwit?!?!?”

Call us dimwits?

Actually, I'm the dimwit

Started a post, didn’t finish it when I started it, got lost on a roller coaster tycoon. Like…not the game “RollerCoaster Tycoon®” …an actual, honest to God roller coaster tycoon.

There are such people
^Carly Rae Jepsen – Too Much [Official Music Video]^

If you read the previous post, you will already know that I got lost on an interview with Alan Shilke. He said something during an interview that kinda blew me away. ‘Tis unfortunate that when I tried to pick the writing back up, I couldn’t remember what it was. It was profound tho. To me it was anyway. A contextual profundity that made a whole lotta stuff make a whole lotta sense. Then I went and forgot what it was.

FEAR NOT o’ye seekers, travelers and voyagers of all kinds. RooBeeDoo has suggested that we watch the videos together and see if we can find this missing link. Me, Roob, Alan Shilke, and some roller coaster enthusiasts that are interviewing him. Wanna come along for the ride?

^Geri – Ride It^

First things first.

DARK = Dark "Type A"

LIGHT = Dark "Type B"

From a purely sight perspective, an all encompassing of either is going to be blinding via a different mode. So let’s turn to our ears. Sure, an all-light environment is going to be blinding, but what about sound? Can you hear? All that light is prolly gonna make things a little warm, so what about touch? Can you feel? All that heat is likely to start cooking you, so what about smell? Can you smell? I’m sure you smell delicious, so what about taste? Can you taste?

You can add similar there for an all-dark environment and wander around in those thoughts too if you want, but I’m still thinking on that “creation rethink” that I wrote for yesterday’s post. I was just brainstorming as I wrote that, and I got to thinking about the concept of needing to address certain things from the previous day on the following day. Meaning, it didn’t make sense to me to add them on the day that they were actually created. Certain things had to be created first, then they could seep into and propagate down the line. I have the advantage of looking backwards, so the forwards can make a little more sense. Like my addition of the somewhat antediluvian-ish concept of adding a “Day 0” to the mix. Another was creation of relative time prior to the creation of time itself, then further convolution and clarification of linear time(s) and non-linear time(s) as we went. I didn’t intend to create an hourglass type shape, but it kinda happened that way.

Dygruss

Anyway, it got me to thinking about seeing events from various sides of the event(s), and got me to thinking about the contextual light/darkness and the relative positioning required to discern one from another. A Venn diagram or Vesica Piscis might help with respect to visualizing the light/dark concepts, but only if they are in your field of view.

Q: If you are encapsulated in an all-light environment, but darkness exists elsewhere, can you see it?

A: Is there any way to detect an isolated and outside darkness in an all-light environment

I must know.

I derpmands answers!

GIVE THEM TO ME!

^Carly Rae Jepsen – The Sound (Live In Lapland, Finland)^

I realize that God said nothing about “the Meh”. Or, whoever wrote that story about God’s shenanigans doesn’t say anything about “the Meh”. Says nothing in the Bible about “God created the Light, God created the Dark, God created the Meh. Meh being that grey area right there in the muddle. But we ourselves are kinda in a grey area; we’re chasing light matter, we’re chasing dark matter, we’re chasing “why does this shit matter” matter…

all kinds of matter matters

I get the feeling that Science has long held that you can’t create “darkness”, because “darkness” is simply the absence of light. Welp, I also get the feeling that some in science might just be rethinking that one. Rethinking their thinking. There appear to be great big boiling pots of darkness out there in the Universe, and someone I know has pondered 8 levels of darkness “past dark”. Not gonna name any names, but once you get to 6, 7 & 8 are quite terrifying to imagine, so this unnamed individual stopped at 6, gave 7 a once-over, got a glimpse of 8 and instantly bailed.

If I lost you there, a theoretical realm of “dark past dark”. Like, once you’ve removed all light, and all is darkness, there’s deeper to go. 8 rings to be exact-ish. No idea tho. Like I said, everything past “0” was pretty horrifying to imagine, and I had to stop at 6 because 7 was almost incomprehensible. Actually it was incomprehensible. Just difficult to track how things moved…why things moved as they did…how “something(s)” were even detectable in this/these nothing(s)…what these nothings were…what forces were creating these nothings and how, etc..

Digress

You wanna know how it’s possible to get darker than dark? Welp, in retrospect, it’s pretty easy. Just imagine being in environment where it is as dark as it can possibly get. Once you’ve established “yep, can’t get no darker than this”it does. Maybe think about the sun setting, and how it slowly gets dark until eventually it can’t get any darker. Now imagine that once you’ve reached that “can’t get no darker” point, somehow, it gets darker.

I would suggest that maybe you try and picture a night where it’s gotten as dark as it can get, then some clouds and/or fog rolls in and covers the sky/stars which causes it to get even darker. But we in our modern world can’t really do that. When clouds roll in these days, it gets lighter because the artificial lighting we’ve created reflects and refracts off the clouds/fog and we get that “nite lite” kind of glow. High clouds are a bit different usually, but the moon can change that. Using the moon and its phases/position is also a good tool for experiencing/contemplating just how “dark” a darkness really is.

Have fun
^Katy Perry – The One That Got Away (Official)^

Got a query for you ponder…

Q: Once light and dark have been separated, how do you get these two back together?

A: ¿?¿

I guess it’ll all come out in the wash.

^Years & Years – Shine (Official Video)^

Lightwater Valley. What are the chances of me stumbling across a theme park I’ve never heard of called Lightwater Valley, when trying my damnedest to write about roller coasters?!

But I’m still stumbling around in the dark.

And stumbling around in the light.

And stumbling around in the meh.

Lightwater Valley

They have what is now “the world’s second longest roller coaster”. It’s in the UK, was built by a railway company, called “The Ultimate”, and it appears to be, timewise, a damn long coaster. Wanna take it for a spin?

NOTE: This fucker has the longest damn coaster trains I’ve ever seen. Would take forever to ride the ride in every seat.

Would be a fun challenge tho
^The Ultimate Front Row Duo POV HD GoPro^

Typically, I’m watching a video and trying to focus on the content contained in the audio. If there is a video portion, I may be somewhat focusing on that, but it kinda depends. In this case, I was kinda watching the video, listening fairly intently to the audio, and letting my mind wander whilst listening to what is being said. Probably drifting from this to that, anything and everything from soda fountains and pay grades, to intercontinental particle accelerators and gamma ray bursts. Oh, and women.

Prolly pondering women

So at 07:31 into the video, when Schilke says…

“Structure’s the limit. The track can span, and the structure is the limit.”

…my head popped.

^Coldplay – Paradise (Official Video)^

Any idea what that means? To you.

“Structure’s the limit. The track can span, and the structure is the limit.”

When thinking about “structure” and “structures”, what pops into your head? In this context, we’ve got a designer/engineer of roller coasters, and his current primary job is to take existing roller coasters, and utilize the existing structure(s) to make a new roller coaster. Well, basically a new coaster. Yeah, a totally new coaster, using the existing structure. A new ride built within the existing framework(s) of an old ride. But when you personally think think structure(s), what do you think?

Steel?
Cement?
Wood?
Stone?
Plastic?
Water?
Air?
Electricity?
Heat?
CO2?
Body odor?

Gregariousness?

Hate?

Dreams?

Foot fungus?

Natural gas?

Orgasms?

Jacketed metal bullets?

Shock?

Trauma?

See how I drifted there? More solid, to less solid, to less tangible of the more or less tangible varieties. Just curious as to what “structure” really is. Is structure…contextual?

 Are structures...contextual? 

Electricity itself may not be that much of a structure/not real tangible, but the structure(s) that deliver it to our homes is/are pretty fucking solid. Not to mention that a lightning bolt is also pretty goddamn solid.

Sorta

In Schilke’s case, he’s basically saying that there in no limit to what the track can do. No length the track itself cannot span. No limit to the path, but there is a limit to the pathway. The existing roller coaster is gonna have an existing structure, and that existing structure is going to be sitting on an existing footprint. I just threw a new variable at you.

Footprint

Footprint (Disambiguation)

Ichnite

Not only are you limited by the existing coaster structure, you’re also limited as to any change you can make to it because of the ground that the structure sits on.

Q: What ground(s) does/do your structure(s) sit on?

A: ???¿

Just wondering how receptive/non-receptive you might be to new ideas coming in to completely change your favorite ride. I dunno, your feet might be set in stone. Maybe not.

/shrug
^Ashley O – On a Roll | Official Music Video^

Does that previous song sound a whole helluva lot like Nine Inch Nails’ song Head Like A Hole to you?

Does to me
^Nine Inch Nails – Head Like A Hole (Official Video)^

I gotta squeeze this video in here.

^debris flow – 21 juillet 2017 – Crue torrentielle à Saint Julien Montdenis^

Existing structures…and the pathways that we can create within them. Transport. Shipping. Piping in, piping out. Movement. Flow. All within the framework and frameworks of rigidity and maybe plus/minus some flex.

X: You’re bothered by your performance on the Kobayashi Maru.

Cade: I don’t know that I’d ever be in a position to take the Kobayashi Maru test.

X: You’re bothered by something. You feel there’s no way to win.

Z: I cannot help but agree.

0: Can we get a trifecta?

A: You’ve got your trifecta. Now, what’s the problem Cade?

Cade: There was something else that Schilke said during the course of one of those interviews that jarred me.

B: You were jarred twice in the same video?

Cade: Yes. He said something somewhere that was rather blasé and insignificant. Almost in passing.

X: But you can’t remember what it was.

Cade: I watched both videos with Roob, and have watched them both again and again. Whatever it was is gone.

0: You do realize that you watched more than just those two videos.

Cade: I realize that, but pretty sure it was in one of those two.

0: Yet you cannot find what you are looking for. Any chance you are wrong?

Cade: The evidence certainly seems to be pointing in that direction.

T: Is the evidence ever pointing away from that direction?

Cade: Meaning, am I ever right?

T: Correct.

Cade: Dunno about either of those.

T: You think that outside opinion is what establishes right/wrong or correct/incorrect?

Cade: Dunno about establishing, but certainly a degree of confirmation.

T: And what if this outside confirmation is incorrect?

Cade: Like, correct application of an incorrect assumption?

T: You wrestled with that word “assumption”. Any idea as to why?

Cade: I’m trying to keep my mind hanging on to the possibility that I need to go back and rewatch all of the Alan Schilke interviews, and do so whilst simultaneously entertaining new ideas.

X: It’s easy to get lost.

A: You don’t let me talk much.

Cade: You don’t talk much. In fact, you never talk. If you were wind in the dark with the volume turned all the way down? That’d be you.

A: Meaning?

Cade: You aren’t sound. You’re kinda like touch or “a” touch. A vibe.

A: That doesn’t mean you can’t let me speak.

Cade: If this is an attempt to lead my mind back to that point of contention/confusion, it ain’t working.

Z: Maybe you just haven’t walked far enough yet.

Cade: More feet and paths.

Z: More feet and paths.

0: You’re doing it again.

Cade: Letting my mind wander? Yep. You ain’t wrong.

X: So where did this start?

Cade: Me being bothered that I cannot remember what else Schilke said that jarred me so much.

X: Something about rest? Or maybe living in the moment?

Cade: Not directly, but it seems like it was something to that effect. Almost passé tho. Like, it happened, isn’t happening, looking forward to it happening again.

X: God Think.

Cade: Yeah. It was some kind of god-like thought. Got me to thinking about God only getting 7 days to do their thing, and that was all the time they ever got. Inspired me to write a post or three.

A: All the time they ever got.

Z: All the time they were ever going to get.

X: All the time that ever was.

Cade: Yeah…something like that. Seven days, and out. Zero, to seven, to zero.

T: How long you think that actually was?

Cade: I dunno. Time is dismissive and/or dismissible in most people’s lives for me to even attempt to elaborate.

0: Lazy?

Cade: Somewhat. Here and now? Sure…somewhat lazy. But to be fair, I don’t really know where to go that I haven’t already been.

X: And what does where you’ve been have to do with anyone taking the time to read this?

Cade: Good question. Primary on my mind is the length of this current convo.

X: And “length” is kinda where this all started.

Cade: Yes, the length of the track.

A: Length of the pathway.

Cade: You can get creative within the right structure(s).

A: Is length what it’s about?

Cade: Depends on the records you chase.

A: You wanted to do a Random Wikipedia Attack too, didn’t you?

Cade: I did. Not gonna.

A: And Morgellons?

Cade: My feet are a mess.

A: And hands?

Cade: They’re on my mind.

A: You think it possible that the “structure’s the limit/the track can span” actually was the thing that jarred you, and because of where your mind was, you are thinking that he said something else somewhere in the video that related?

Cade: It’s possible. I was thinking about the seven days of creation, the framework and structure of that time, and the pathways and time(s) that were contained within creation.

A: At that time.

Cade: Yes. At the time of creation, the time that was created, and the times contained within that time.

A: And the time and times outside of that creation and those creations?

Cade: Yes. Lots of observers created, and they’re viewing a shitload of creations over a shitload of times.

A: Outwards introspection?

Cade: Or inwards outrospection.

A: The ride looks different from the outside than it does from the inside.

Cade: Many methods and modes for “riding the ride”, as it were.

A: Scalar?

Cade: Sure. I guess it depends on the experience you want to have + where you want to have it + how you want to have it + any other considerations that you care to take into account.

A: Flow.

Cade: Godzilla prolly couldn’t ride a roller coaster, but they could sure as shit turn one into rubble.

A: Same ride, different rides for different riders.

Cade: Could ignore it completely.

A: That’s an option.

Cade: …

I think it’s about time we wind this lengthy fucker down…eh?

^Lady Gaga – Poker Face (Official Music Video)^

Are your social experiments psychoanalytical?

Or just psycho?

Just a question you might wanna ask yourself prior to any further experimentation. A problem with “social experimentation” is that the experimenter(s) take no responsibility.

Like a party crasher

You don’t know anyone, you’re not vested in any way, so you’ve nothing to lose and potentially everything to gain. Depending on your agenda.

Maybe I'm way off base
^Gryffin, Gorgon City, AlunaGeorge – Baggage (Official Music Video)^

Well…um…this was an unexpected entry on my recommended on YouTube this morning.

^Jake Johnson’s Message to Absent Fathers^

Roob is maybe gonna be adding some stuff to this here and there and in the middle.

Maybe not

Prolly at least be the top and tail. Maybe she has some thoughts.

I'm done

cYa

😛 ❤ 😛

cFa

^Laibach – Two Of Us (Beatles Cover)^

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*You’re obsessed with Brexit, Clicky! …/stubs butt… Get a Song…*

Missive From ‘Merica: The Angel Angle

I’ll start this post with an example of synchronicity for you, Dear Reader. I’d just finished reading through the raw form of Cade Fon Apollyon’s latest missive…

Mr Messy

*Heh. Perfect for shambles, Clicky…*

…below, before transferring it to here for formatting this morning, when I glanced at my emails and saw that a comment had been posted up in the Red universe of MEROVEE. At roughly the same time that I’d started reading the Okie Devil’s raw text

Merovee Mars s angel

*/lights up… Strange ‘ow that… /drags… ‘appens all the time, Clicky… /streams smoke… Plenny of angles in that first bit of wall art posted, too…*

*/winks… Aye… /smokes…*

To see the ‘sync’ for yourself, Dear Reader, you’re just gonna have to read on 😉 Enjoy!

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I’m thinking about getting a tonsillectomy reversal.

Anyone got a line on where I can get this done?

^Deadmau5 – My Pet Coelacanth (1080p) || HD^

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Reversals are big in medicine. Big in the medical industry. Two for the price of two. Maybe more.

Would a reversal be considered “anti”? Or would it be “anti-anti” seeing as how the original whatever that is now being reversed was the original “anti”.

Anti-anti

That’s a lot of ante.

Sounds like someone is all-in.

Good luck.

^The Angel {Shining Mix} MINISTRY cover Julian Beeston^

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Angels appear to be on the menu. Angelic music is on the menu anyway.

Let's eat

Angel Eyes: Like a little music with your meal, Tuco?

Tuco: Music? Yeah, it’s very good. It’s very good for the digestion.

Movie = The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

I'm starving
^Ministry – We Believe (video)^

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The ancient Romans were pretty smart. According to legend, they did a lot of stuff. Lots of empire building, lots of infrastructure building. You know something else that the Romans were good at?

Graffiti

With that in mind, and because of a video that was shared with me the other day that I will not be sharing with you, lets us ponder what this infrastructure building and empire building may have entailed. Not the real buildings and the real roads that get you there, let’s think about the virtual ones. Ideas. Dreams. Perhaps we should start with the idealists and the dreamers. Wise men and scribes.

These were usually among the first people to be liquidated amongst a conquered people, and I would imagine this is because these were likely the people behind the former management. The idea men. Gotta get that entrenched management out of your new territory, and you gotta rip the old shit out by the roots if you want your own new seeds to take hold.

But what about those place where you just cannot seem to get the root(s)? You chop that tree down, pull out the stump, but the fucker keeps coming back and keeps coming back. You might need to get clever. After all, we aren’t talking about physical trees here, we’re talking about ideas and dreams. Maybe infiltrate and corrupt those ideas and dreams. Build your own idea(s) into the existing idea(s) in order to corrupt it/them. We’re talking about writing here. If you burn or otherwise destroy all the old works (parchments, books, tablets, etc.) and then get rid of all the old workers who won’t convert to your new model, but the old shit keeps coming back somehow? Bring in your own team.

Infiltrate. Divide and Conquer
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Eradication is damn near impossible in some cases. Matters of the heart and mind, spirit and soul?

Nightmares

So seeing as how the Romans were good at graffiti…

Q: Is it possible to add new text to an existing text in such a way that it is almost impossible to tell that what has been added is an invasive idea and/or invasive ideas?

A: ???

Most of what was written down in the ancient world is likely to have been A) law, B) historical accounts, or C) financial accounting(s). Yeah, there’s going to be scientific and creative stuff also, but almost all of what was written in the ancient world is going to likely be sanctioned, funded and overseen by some governing body. That means primarily documented power(s), stories of the exercising of that power, and stories about the wealth that was brought by the previous two things.

SO! You’ve got a nasty little province or two that irk the living shit out of you, and you decide that the best way to defeat these irritating fuckers is to bastardize the living shit out of their law(s) and/or religion(s). I mean, if you do it right, you could affect these fuckers for generations. Now you just need the right mole(s) to get in there and do some digging. You’re going to need to cover the range too. You’re gonna need to be overt, your gonna need to be covert, and you’re gonna need to be democratic as well. Patient, impatient, and forgiving. Gotta keep the opposition guessing. Confuse them. Not let them know that you are working every angle while keeping the same intent…destruction from within. In a few years, you could potentially have the entire population of this problem province believing that “only the holiest of the holy can wipe their asses with sandpaper and achieve cleanliness without damaging the flesh of thine ass.”

^Grease – Sandy (HD)^

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I wonder how many words for “asses” and/or “ass” exist. Yeah, the contextual human ass.

Buttocks

Behind

Bottom

Glutenous Maximus

There are many considerations to be made. We are breaching the lines of cultural boundaries. Some smart ass out there might rub sandpaper all over their beast of burden. Might wind up looking like a jackass. Or some other asshat rubs sandpaper all over their entire buttocks. No real need for this asshole to do that…just rub the asshole and area immediately surrounding the asshole.

You getting all these hooks?

I sure hope so, I’m laying them on pretty fucking thick. Don’t need some jerk sandpapering the entire bathroom thinking it’ll help him become “holy”. Or sandpapering their Ass to death in the name of enlightenment.

^Nine Inch Nails – The Perfect Drug (Official Video)^

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This shouldn’t be too much of a stretch. All kinds of weird and unusual laws on the books. But ya know, just because something is “legal” don’t make it right/correct. Also, just because something is legal doesn’t mean that I have to participate. So with respect to your intuition(s), what are they telling you? Not to mention, have you ever considered that maybe someone is doing a something thinking that it is the right way to be, but they’re actually just being played by some ancient practical joker?

“There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.”

Proverbs 14:12 (KJV)

Hate can do weird things to people. Hate can sow some nasty seeds for some nasty long-term growths. So I ask again: where is your personal discernment? Can you tell right from wrong? Can you tell correct from incorrect?

You're basically pitting your own “natural law” will against “man's law” will(s)

Where has your knowledge of law(s) come from? What are you doing with this knowledge?

^Pretenders – Angel Of The Morning (Original Version)^

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So, in winding this rant down, this video that I saw was focusing on nitpicking the Talmud. I find this ironic since the Talmud itself deals with nitpickery. Anyway, it got me to thinking that just because some law tells me that I can do a certain something, it doesn’t mean I have to participate. Of course, if the law demands that I do a certain something or behave a certain way?

Yeah, we may have a problem

The video was talking about assorted unsavory nonsense in the Talmud, and then wound up showing a video that is said to be of some Jewish Rabbi putting his mouth on a newborn’s freshly circumcised willy. It’s right there. Certainly appears to be accurate irrespective of the narration. But I have a few suggestions for whoever created this video.

#1 

How about a warning in the video description that you are about to blind-side me with a short video clip of something that I may not want to see. Oh wait, you were too busy hawking your online “prepper” business in the description to waste time with such trivialities, and you’re also panhandling/e-begging for donations for your “equipment upgrades” to make more videos like this.

#2 

How about a warning in the video itself that you are about to blind-side me with a short video clip of something that I may not want to see. You’re the one putting these things together. Granted, you appear to be wanting/needing some new upgraded equipment, but yeah, you can prolly slide a warning into the video prior to anything unsavory that might appear in your content. Courtesy: ever heard of it?

#3 

Every dollar has a cost. Costs, even. Such thoughts might even get me the viewer to question which God you serve. Just sayin’.

#4 

If Jesus is coming back and going to destroy the whole fucking place, why in the hell do I need survival gear and survival supplies and all that shit? To survive The Tribulation? Dude… Chick… whatever… death ain’t a thing during the Tribulation. It’s all suffering. You can have all the freeze dried strawberries in the world and it ain’t gonna help. It would appear there’s gonna be entities of all kinds roaming hither and yon, slapping hamburgers out of peoples’ hands and otherwise fucking with your shit, and doing all of this to remind and/or educate you as to who owns the place.

Yeah, the main reason I’m not linking you, the reader, to this video is because it’s inflammatory click-bait, and I’m not going to participate in the video’s further propagation. Says it’s click-bait right there in the title with their “WATCH NOW, THIS WILL GET PULLED DOWN” bullshit, but I watched for a friend, with a friend. Otherwise, no, prolly wouldn’t have watched it.

The seen cannot be unseen
^W A S P Sleeping in the fire with lyrics^

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Just because the rope is in your hands, doesn’t necessarily mean you’re towing the line.

^Massive Attack – Angel^

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I guess I myself could be accused of using racy images and/or controversial music. Controversial opinions on controversial topics. Might make one wonder what kind of standard(s) I employ. What I’m after? Why? Shit like that. Good questions all. I have no answers.

OH WAIT! I DO HAVE AN ANSWER IN THIS CASE!!! 

I write about what I see. I share what I see as, when and where I saw it. So say, if I’m looking for geometry/geometric images, and I somehow and for some reason stumble onto an image of some woman digging in her butt? I may just share that image. Synchronicity is sometimes a pretty damn strange concept to ponder. A difficult language to interpret. Not always, but sometimes.

^Skinny Puppy – Process^
original-4133901-1Oh, and speaking of manipulating others for your own gain...

North Carolina assisted living facility workers accused of running dementia resident fight club

That just appeared on my radar. Taking folks who don’t know no better, sowing seeds of discontent, feeding on desires to make things right/seek right, and profiting from the whole mess.

Sounds...a familiar concept

Dunno where I’ve heard similar recently, but almost sure that I have. Lots of angles. Lots to think about.

^David Bowie “The Heart’s Filthy Lesson”^

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Heart

Mind

Spirit

Soul

That leaves only...body

No wonder that abuse and torture are pretty much the only tool in the human-leverage toolbox. The body you can get to. The other ones? Not so much.

^Foetus – Into The Light^

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Meh, I was only two pages in, and I completely lost interest in this one. Did eventually cover some ground(s) tho.

X: You gonna leave me out forever?

Cade: No, that’s not my intention.

X: You aren’t listening.

Cade: Dunno if that’s entirely correct.

0: You as a the individual that you are just cannot approach a pile of shit without stopping and considering what it would be to step in it, can you?

Cade: Dunno if that’s entirely correct either.

X: You’re lost.

Cade: Ya’ll are batting 1000%.

X: Any idea as to which is correct, and which is incorrect?

Cade: So, if I’m understanding correctly, this is not about being correct/incorrect at all.

T: What do you think it’s about smart guy?

Cade: Speed.

Z: Speed? Or frequency.

Cade: You’ve lost me there.

Z: How many times do you have to be told to do something, before you actually do it?

Cade: That’s a good question. Have you given any consideration as to why I may not be doing a certain something?

B: Rebellion.

Cade: Sorry for having to paint you into a corner B, but as I’m thinking about it now, that speed and frequency bit is a tough one to chew on whilst considering the “request & compliance” model that is forming in my head.

X: You’re riding a wave?

Cade: Yes.

X: But you aren’t moving.

Cade: Correct. A sine wave.

C: Wave after wave of sine waves, and you are stationary….motionless.

Cade: Correct.

0: Would a saw-wave be a better model maybe?

Cade: I don’t think it matters. I think what we are discussing here is the point at which one “intercepts” the wave.

Z: A mark.

Cade: Correct.

Z: Acknowledgement.

Cade: Correct.

Z: Compliance.

Cade: Also correct, but that’s a whole ‘nother ball of wax now ain’t it?

0: Have you ever noticed that your vernacular changes whenever you wander off into the more subjective realms?

Cade: Welp, makes sense…don’t it?

B: How so?

Cade: Just because I accept a task or mission or whatever, doesn’t mean that task is gonna get carried out.

X: Customer satisfaction.

Cade: Exactly. Shit isn’t gonna get better just because I take the job on.

A: So, by avoiding the message, and by avoiding this task, things don’t get worse?

Cade: Oh for fuck’s sake 0. If you’re gonna hide behind “A’s” persona, at least try and act like her.

0: I don’t follow.

Cade: But I should?

Z: Booya.

A: What if I asked him to ask as me?

Cade: I don’t think any of this really addresses the random and somewhat bizarre nature of…of…of…

U: Less than standard communication(s)?

Cade: Now who in the fucking fuck is this fuck?

U: I’ll give you a hint.

Cade: Lemme guess…”U”? ”Not You?” Like, not me you, but you?

U: Not.

Cade: Hi.

X: Speed. Lets get back to it. This is running a little long.

Cade: You shouldn’t react to everything.

X: All of that, just to say, “you shouldn’t react to everything”?

Cade: Non-reaction is still a reaction.

0: Just less proactive.

Cade: Less reactive maybe. I dunno what “proactive” would even mean in this context.

Z: What about in the case of omens?

Cade: That’s actually a really good question. Any precursor, that you eventually act on, would in fact be proactive.

T: We gotta sometimes twist these things to get you to think.

Cade: It’s an interesting thought. The message arrives in 1986 that something really bad is gonna happen in 2011, you sit on this information until 2010, act on it…

X: And it appears that you were being proactive.

Cade: Correct. But I really wasn’t.

A: How so?

Cade: The event had already happened.

0: Wait, wait, wait just a minute there sparky. What do you mean “the event already happened”?

Cade: The event had already happened, otherwise, I would not have been able to see it.

0: But you eventually prevented it?

Cade: A mindfuck ain’t it? In order to prevent something, it has to happen.

Z: The basis for a more solid engineering.

Cade: Certainly gets one to thinking about the nature of “preventative anything”.

X: It happened, it never happened.

Cade: Almost like 3-point parking. Forward, back, forwards.

Z: Onwards and upwards.

Cade: So yeah, speed and accuracy. Just because I’m getting “synchy” messages doesn’t mean I need to shit my pants.

0: Shit your pants..do a dance…we’ll sign you up for the Ringling Brothers.

Cade: It’s a circus. Can be anyway.

X: And what about this business with the points?

Cade: OH! Yeah, um, scanning the bands. It just occurred to me that instead of looking for a complete message on a single band, maybe a message was sent in parts over multiple bands.

X: And that completes the “synchronistic communications model”?

Cade: You sure are asking a lot of questions today.

U: Answer the damn question.

Cade: It might complete a message. I dunno about it completing any model.

X: Complete the model for “a” message.

Cade: Maybe. I’ve no idea. It could get messy.

X: Anything spring to mind?

Cade: Well, now that I think about it, that Bible cross-reference image that Jordan Peterson used in some of his talks could shed some light.

T: You’re thinking non-sequential and less-sequential.

Cade: Correct. And now that I think about it, the whole damn thing could eventually collapse.

Z: Only if someone isn’t on their toes.

Cade: I just pictured the whole damn thing folding.

X: Don’t you think there might be other information to follow when and as the original message is erased?

Cade: Sure, it’s possible. But if we really are untangling certain knots…

0: The whole rope could vanish.

Cade: That’s…what I’m seeing.

0: Voids.

Cade: There’s still data there in the/a void. Its all in how we interpret it. What jarred me just then was watching the information that only previously occupied that void disappearing.

X: A big crunch.

Cade: Again, I don’t know. I just know that the more of the points in the arcs disappeared, the more the message made less sense.

X: The more…the message…made less sense. Less is more?

Cade: So it would seem.

X: …

Roob just told me via DM that there’s some new “Brexit Deal” on the table, but I really have no interest at this particular moment. Pygostyle…what an interesting concept. You can stick a fork in this turkey…

I'm done
^Premiere: Marco Strous – That’s My Jam [Cr2 Records]^

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Almost forgot to mention, dropped by Psycho Radio the other night. Not done that in a while. The Gang was mostly all there. I put the headphones on, laid down, listened for a few hours, but eventually fell asleep. That’s not a cut on the conversation that was transpiring, I just fell asleep. They do talk about some weird shit tho. Do it in some weird ways too.

Glad ya'll are still around and kicking

^Highasakite – Golden Ticket^

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^Chicane vs. Natasha Bedingfield – Bruised Water (Adam K & Soha Club Mix) [HD]^

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*Yum! …/stubs butt… I could go for some of that, Clicky…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader ❤

Missive From ‘Merica: Well ‘Aunted

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*Oh that looks lush, Clicky! …/lights up… Has Leggy loaded it yet? …/drags… Excellent! Ooh look, a ‘237’ sync… /plumes smoke… So, £2.37 equates to dollars, three? …/smokes… Marvelous value!* 

Dear Reader, the LoL is pleased to announce that Underdog Anthology IX: Well Haunted…

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*Yes, Clicky…*

… Is now available for you to enjoy.  It’s the third Halloween volume Leg Iron Books has published…

*/flicks ash…*

… And will be sure to make you…

… Soil yourself, which is why we’re delighted today to host a new missive from the Okie Devil of Text US, who’s thoughtfully provided some handy toilet tips…

*Aye, Clicky, it’s good stuff…*

… Meet you at the bottom, Dear Reader… 😉

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Kinda weird stumbling across that image. Just the other day I was working on my own “two-fold and cross” method. Meaning, the method for folding the paper prior to contact with the soiled crack.

Six to eight sheets

join ends of entire length

join ends of entire length a second time

join two corners at 45° angle.

This gives enough coverage + enough padding without risk of breakthrough. Best part, is that with this configuration, you can wipe/fold, wipe/fold, wipe/dispose. Usually at least three good wipes out of 8 sheets, and it folds nice so there’s little risk of….trauma.

The resulting wad of soiled paper that goes in the toilet can be thick tho. If you just had chili or curry, and you have to use multiple wads, a flush might be in order. A clogged toilet when you’ve got runny poops almost seems to go against nature. And it could get messy quick if you don’t have a plunger handy.

That defeats the purpose of attempting to be efficient with the paper
^Fergal Freeman / Call of the Mystic (Enchanted Mix)^

Another pro-toilet tip?

Never mix fluids/discharge(s)

Like, never blow your nose with toilet paper whilst shitting. You may get confused as to which end has been wiped, and which has not. Would suck to wipe your ass then blow your nose with the same paper because you were multitasking. Not everything “efficient” is worth the risk.

FYI
^deadmau5 – Bad Selection^

Summer is over. Just thought you should know in the event you weren’t paying attention.

And yes, summer is also over for you folks in the Southern Hemisphere too, even tho it hasn’t even started yet. Sorry, but this year you’re just gonna have to tough out winter like us normal humans in the north.

Merry Christmas
^Summer Breeze Seals and Croft^

You spend most of your time in a rectangular room. You’re surrounded by rectangular walls with rectangular doors and rectangular windows, and you move upon and about a rectangular floor, with a rectangular roof above you. Your brain is likely to get somewhat accustomed to processing rectangular geometric information(s). When you venture away from that environment, your being is likely to be somewhat flooded with all kinds of new and interesting stuff.

Q: What if you are blind? Deaf?

A: Gotta get you away from those eyes of yours

Not permanently, just a temporary vacation. Your ears are likely to process a good deal of spacial information. Gonna be kind of a passive thing, but density, distance and relative position is also going to be processed by those big-assed ears of yours. Yes, your ears are fucking huge.

Sorry, someone had to tell you, so it may as well be me

Anyway, the topic of processing spacial information came up today, and the basis was the processing of contextual geometric information(s). Making distinctions as to what should and should not be in a certain somewhere, peculiarities, anomalies, etc.. Maybe even those things that can be in a certain somewhere, but these things themselves contain embedded information that is out of place. How we process geometric information, and what “geometric” even means with respect to processing shape data and/or shaped information.

Let's break out to elaborate
^Hotknife / Time to Party (Original Mix)^
You may recognize this shape



But what about this variant?

Now, before I go too much further, those two images have some very specific meaning(s). One appears to mean “Jesus Freak”, and the other appears to mean “Semi-Woke Jesus Freak”. I would imagine the second is an “answer”…

to this shape



Or maybe this shape

The first image gave us a base of geometric understanding…

and things mutated 



and evolved



from there

So with respect to processing information, it’s prolly not just/only a matter of learning to make a distinction between known and unknown. We need to make considerations for uncertainty, irregularity, one-off(s), intentionals, unintentuals, mutative/change(s), all kinds of strangeness(es), and of course…time(s).

What does any of that have to do with processing shape information and/or shaped information? I dunno. Guess it depends on what you are looking at/for, and why. Maybe also what you are not looking at/for and why. Yeah…prolly both of those.

Just a matter of time(s)
^Avoure – Aura^

Strange way for two parties to have a conversation, eh? Back and forth over who is right/wrong based on what is basically a preschool drawing of a fish.

At least they're talking
^3/10 Lollercoaster – Melleefresh vs. deadmau5 @ Traffik, Montreal, 25-11-2006^

Lets say that you are looking at a planet, and you are looking for signs of life.

Where to start? 

Mirrors? Mirrors suck. What you personally see in the mirror on a daily basis is in no way, shape or form anything like life. Certainly not representative of life as a whole. Just you and your whole life. You aren’t the center of the universe.

Where was I? 

Oh yeah, looking for life on another planet. Nothing good going on here on Earth/Terra, so we gotta look elsewhere. With that in mind, chances are good that you are looking for something foreign to this planet. But what would that look like? When was the last time you went walking in an open field, completely unfettered, unhinged, and totally off the hook?

Have you ever? 

Don’t get too reliant upon that television if you don’t have to. That thing misses a lot of nuance. Shaped information. Only so much you can see because whatever you are watching has passed through many filters before getting to you. Maybe you aren’t thinking correctly with respect to searching for something that doesn’t appear to be there. Maybe it’s there, and you just aren’t seeing it. Or hearing it. Or feeling it.

^Saltwater (Original) by Chicane^

Hey, I’m just trying to maybe get you to think about how you think, and especially as thinking relates to the processing of geometric shapes. Might keep you safe if you’re running naked through a field, and the shape of a bus suddenly appears in your FOV. If the bus-shape is blurry, stop running. If the bus-shape/image stays blurry, you might want to take evasive action/start running away from this shape.

Don’t ask me what in the fuck a bus in doing in the middle of a field. There’s a naked person running through this field, so this particular field appears to be a field that attracts some weird shit.

^Hotknife vs Mister Tee / Take A Stand (Orignal Mix)^

I must pee. The bathroom…

the door is pulled to, but not closed.

The light…off.                                                            The exhaust fan…on.

Something horrible has happened in there, and it happened only recently.

Q: Do you wish to proceed?

A: ???

Life is a story-book adventure, all day, every day, whether you realize it or not.

^Tiny Dancer – Deadmou5 Remix (Elton John)^
I'm getting old in my old age
^Melleefresh vs DJ Kez & Karol N / Pussy (Original Mix)^

Is a looping echo of charitable sentiments indicative of a failure of past benevolent processes? Perhaps even an indication that no real attempts have been made to permanently resolve the need for a certain philanthropic something? I’ll give an example of what I’m thinking here…

The United Way raised $21,700 in its first year of operation. The year? 1887.

The United Way raised $3.919 billion in 2018 (fiscal year ended June 2019).

That's an increase of 18,059,907% in 132 years

Now, adjusted for inflation, that 1887 money is supposedly $586,491.61 in 2019 dollars. But I have to wonder what 2019 dollars will be valued at in the year 2151, which is 132 years from now. Did some reading, and the US GDP was $12.6 billion in 1887, which means that one single US charity in 2018CE raised around 1/3 of the entire country’s 1887CE GDP. Let’s see what $3.919 billion was worth in 1887.

$105,919,844,315.79

Is it possible that $3.919 billion in today’s money is going to be worth almost $106 billion in 2151CE? I have no idea, and I guess it would depend on who you ask. Don’t ask anyone from a local church or anyone from Extinction Rebellion. Pretty sure they’re all convinced everyone and everything will be dead in 2151CE. Oh, and to add some additional perspective to those numbers, the current US President is said to have a net worth of around $3.1 billion as of March 2019CE.

^cube v3 – 5 days + nights with the LA horde^

From the United Way website…

“United Way fights for the health, education, and financial stability of every person in every community.”

United Way fights. United Way...fights

Not only are you and yours fighting, looks like you’re fighting anyone and everyone, everywhere. Prolly would be considered “PC” of me to suggest that you remove “fight”. Prolly more important that you lose the fighting mentality. Who and what are these forces you are fighting? What is driving them? Big corporations? Big interests? Big dollars?

It's easy to pick on the big dogs
^Chris Brown & Benny Benassi – Beautiful People^

We treat you like “this” because you are a woman.

We treat you like “this” because you are a man.

We treat you like “this” because you are…a human?

Is it the ordering?

Watched a doc earlier this week that kinda touched on a lot of the peculiarities that I wrestle with regarding nomenclatures and the implied behavioral protocols that they can sometimes imply.

But, you’re free to watch the doc then make up your own determinations as to how you treat someone and why. Or not.

Whatevz
^Intersex – redefining gender | DW Documentary^

I’m not sure what to think about this. Had some thoughts recently about who can utilize infrastructure(s) to make money and why…

...but yeah, not sure what to think about this

Cept maybe that the à la carte model is being forced via any and all means.

^Demonetization by You Tube of Technical Content on the Blancolirio Channel^

Does steam “open the pores”? Open the pores of the skin. I would assume “heat” does this/helps this, so a hot bath or shower opens the pores.

Is this really a good idea tho?

Open the pores, slather on soap(s), scrub it in, embed bits of these “cleansers” and their different pieces and parts, then cool off and trap that shit in the pores of the skin? Lemme guess…

”it doesn't work like that”

Was thinking about washing in cold water, and it occurred to me that maybe perhaps the skin contracting and getting all those goose-bumps because you’re freezing your ass off, might be a design consideration. As it pertains to functionality. We’re trying to get stuff off our bodies, not get stuff in our bodies.

Or something
^Deadmau5 – Jaded || HD^

Well this is quite the eye opener. I only recently was pondering/wrote about arrays of aircraft because of some things that I saw back in 2013 and again in 2015, but I had no idea “they” were actually doing it. Makes sense that they are tho.

After watching the video below, it’s no fucking wonder that the UFO community has been shitting their pants lately. Trying to stay on the radar. Trying to stay relevant.

Things are about to get muddier in that area

You could bury all kinds of shit behind all kinds of crazy curtains with technology like this. It’s just too bad that the video has that dumb music on top. Would be interesting to hear what all those drones sound like.

^100-Drone Stock Show | Firefly Drone Shows^

That vid tickled my brain-ish type thingie, so I went to YouTube and searched for “drone array” (without quotes) and found this thing below from 7 years ago.

^A Swarm of Nano Quadrotors^

There actually wasn’t much at all on YouTube under “drone array”. In fact, pretty much nothing. There was a light show, and that swarm one above, and synchronized drone show, and MICRO DRONES KILLER ARMS ROBOTS – AUTONOMOUS ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE, and drone flight over the Very Large Array, a mention of a drone tracking array, but only one mention of “array” with respect to drones.

Hrm...

Why is it that arrays of drones don’t seem to be referred to as “drone arrays”?

Also, on the vid about the drone tracking array, I noticed in the description that they

“had difficulty getting the DJI drones to work at 5.8 GHz”.

Someone only recently asked me about “5G” and what it is. But somewhat off on that topic, I’m wondering if maybe some military projects are lagging a bit, and maybe that’s why cell providers are having fits with getting “upgraded” to 5G? As far as I know, 4G is still a pipe dream, and it was “introduced” in 2009. Gotta get the important stuff out of that/those band(s), and at the same time make sure you remain well-entrenched in that band so you can keep track of who is doing what. Lots of data is pumping through the lower bands already, and I can imagine that cresting each band can be a challenge. Especially if you are simultaneously trying to monitor anyone who is cresting bands above your own capabilities.

Can't let the competition get too far ahead of you
^Kaskade & Felix Cartal – More (Shuffle Video)^

You made me.

You’re still making me.

You’re trying to anyway.

No idea what I’m talking about?
Making
Making
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If it’s still not clear, maybe think on the concept of “making” a bit.

Make it personal

What you make, when, where, how…all that good stuff.

^Boy Pussy / Unisex (Jackin’ Mix 2019 Remaster)^

I started this back on September 26th. It’s now October 12th. I rearranged some of the sections, which means you did not read them in the chronological order in which they were written. Time to stop this madness.

Heh
^deadmau5 / Vanishing Point [full version]^

cYacFa

^S_PAT / Tomorrow (Original Mix)^

*******

*Yep, Parsons knows, Clicky…/stubs butt…*

Thanks for stopping by, Dear Reader, we hope you have enjoyed the visit, and don’t forget to check out Underdog Anthology 9: Well Haunted. Before you know it, the Xmasterpeace will be upon us. Have a Song ❤

CLICK5: Er, Passive Attack?

Playing Devil’s Avocado

‘You’ve been actively participating in discovering “meaningful coincidence” for longer than I in some of the realms that we both swim.

‘Q: Do you ever stop and reflect on what you are doing and why?’

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*It’s my own fault, Clicky… /lights up… I did ask… /drags… It was really late… /plumes smoke… Or really early…*

Cade accepts Roobs offer

*Not sure, Clicky… /smokes… should I go for the long or short answer?*

*Fair enough…*

The short answer is ‘Yes’ and as to why, perhaps an example of ‘meaningful coincidence’ may be helpful in this regard, Dear Reader. It happened today, in fact whilst I was writing this post. I’ll describe in bullet point form:

  • I am currently on a long weekend from work, which I booked off back in the summer because the date coincides with the deadline for submissions to Underdog Anthology 9;

  • Thoughtful Man had other ideas and planned on hiring a skip, so that I could spend part of my long weekend clearing the accumulated crap from the garden this weekend;

  • Boo! I was not looking forward to clearing the crap from the garden;

  • Earlier this week Thoughtful had to spend the skip money on emergency reupholstery on back seat of his taxi;

  • Yay! I didn’t have to spend time this weekend removing the crap from the garden;

  • Yesterday a skip appeared on our next door neighbour’s drive;

  • Thoughtful Man comes home from work this afternoon, whilst I am writing this post, and tells me that our next door neighbour had just offered us use of his skip;

  • The garden is cleared and its accumulated crap is now sitting in next door neighbour’s skip.

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*Holy guacamole, Clicky… /flicks ash… A toast?*

*Blimey! Cade knows about my fondness for drummers…*

Dear Reader, have a Song ❤

 

CLICK5: Eat The What Now?!

Nein, Nein, Nein

Before I start this here Brexit shambles, Dear Reader, I’d just like to point out that there is still time to submit a short story for the Halloween Underdog Anthology, if you are of a creative writing bent. To date, 7 authors have supplied tales for the book, but I’m sure Leggy would like to get the author count up to 9 if possible, to sync with the number of the volume in the series…

*Ooh that’s apt, Clicky… /lights up… My first story’s about misadventures in trepanation… /drags… I’m still working on the second…*

*Yep… /streams smoke… It’s a ‘Harry’ story, Clicky, and the first half of a two parter… /smokes… The second story will be in the Christmas Anthology. Touch wood…*

*Hear Hear, Clicky…*

Dear Reader, it seems we have a Zombie Parliament in session, here, in the UK. It appears that Remainer MPs – a.k.a. ‘The Far Wrong’ – in their crazed desperation to prevent us from leaving the Eewww!, are prepared to go to any lengths…

SOTD Channel 4

*/flicks ash… Except fight a General Election and bloody well secure a mandate to cancel Brexit… /final drag… Too risky…

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*’No, we’re not allowed to shoot them, Clicky…*

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*Yeah, they already know they’re dead meat… /stubs butt… *

The story continues, Dear Reader. Have a Song…