Dear Reader, this post follows on from the previous LoL post, and I should probably start this post with a word about pearls…
*Is she saying ‘knacker‘ or ‘nacre‘, Clicky? …/lights up…*
Back in September of 2013, over on Sync Miss For Him, I shambled the album cover artwork of Lightning Bolt by Pearl Jam…
*/fumes… It pisses me off that some numpty locked and buried Sync Miss For Him, Clicky… /drags… I’m gonna have to do this from memory… /sigh…*
Basically it occurred to me that each of the tracks’ artwork could correspond with a globally headlining news event/events that had occurred (and was yet to occur) in 2013; each image represented a month. The image for ‘Getaway’, for example, relates to the inauguration of Obama in January that year, ‘Let the Records Play’ with the close flyby of asteroid DA14…
*Yup! …/flicks ash… BlueFrank is convinced the asteroid pass and meteor explosion are intimately related…*
*Oh yeah! …/drags… February was a very busy month that year, Clicky…*
‘Mind Your Manners’ depicted the election of Pope Frankie in March,
‘My Father’s Son’ and the Boston Marathon bombing in April,
‘Lightning Bolt’ and the Navy Yard shooting in September,
*/huffs… Well, it was at the end of September when I posted the shamble Clicky… /puffs… hind sight’s easy… /blows… predicting what’ll happen is difficult…*
For the remaining three track artworks, I figured ‘Yellow Moon’ might have something to do with North Korea, although in hind sight ‘Swallowed Whole’ could have been something to do with North Korea. ‘Sleeping By Myself’, however, I speculated it could be related to a high-profile divorce, or the death of a prominent black man…
*/final drag… Signing a message about cigarettes, Clicky… /stubs butt… “from so far”…*
Dear Reader, I seem to have rambled on a bit and not actually covered what I wanted to cover in this post. Another post will follow that moves us forward in time to January 2015, and on again to this Friday just gone. It’s about bacteria…
So I was fucking about on the internet yesterday evening, playing games, listening to music and chatting with friends when I noticed that John Lamb Lash had posted another of his Mythophrenia in Action talks…
*/shakes lighter… Clicky… /flicks lighter… you’re gonna have make my Yew-Tube history screenshot bigger… /lights up…*
It’s primary topic is the Diamond Sow and those that eschew pigs and pork…
Right at the start, just before hitting the 2 minute mark, Lashy gives an example of a totem animal that could be considered taboo to eat by a tribal shaman…
‘She wears the five-skull crown, a necklace of skulls, and she drinks blood from a skull-cup. The act of blood-drinking performed by the Tantric tutelary goddesses cannot be confounded with the vampiric blood-drinking ritual of the Xenosh — perpetrated literally in JRM and celebrated symbolically in the Catholic Mass.
‘In the imagery of Gaian Tantra, drinking blood from a skull-cup refers to the action of chemical osmosis across the blood-brain barrier, which is the condition for absorption of dakini elixirs, or wisdom elixirs: instruction that runs on neurochemical pathways.
‘Mastery of mythophrenia is also called mantique, the technique of self-knowledge through divination. The adjective is mantic. I propose that mantique and mantic can replace the terms “spirituality” and “spiritual” which are insipid and obsolete.
*/looks at fingers… Mine ain’t that bad, Clicky… /stubs butt… The amber stain… /throaty chuckle…*
*That’s an idea! Perhaps women should try doing that in Sweden, Clicky …/lights up…*
I have been pleasantly surprised three times in the last two days, Dear Reader. Whilst I was writing the last ‘On The Lash’ post, I was seriously considering adding in something about Aikido. Lashy seemed a bit agitated and I was wondering if he’d heard of it…
*Ye oldy email to Legs, Clicky… /lights up… Shame my Sync Miss For Him shamble is now gone… /drags… but the MEROVEE comet is still alive…*
As a person who is accused of causing harm by a group that does nothing BUTcause it, all whilst wrapping themselves in the cloak of ‘harm reduction’, I’m just not prepared to demean myself by stooping to their level, becoming just like them…
Aikido (Japanese: 合気道Hepburn: aikidō) [aikiꜜdoː] is a modernJapanese martial art developed by Morihei Ueshiba as a synthesis of his martial studies, philosophy, and religious beliefs. Aikido is often translated as “the way of unifying (with) life energy” or as “the way of harmonious spirit”.
Ueshiba’s goal was to create an art that practitioners could use to defend themselves while also protecting their attacker from injury.
The Ki to harm reduction…
Well, Dear Reader, you could have knocked me down with a feather as I listened to the next John Lamb Lash talk, posted on Christmas Eve night, when he brought up the subject of Aikido!
‘Likewise, you can think of apposition as a technique of psychological warfare, like Aikido. It’s very similar to Aikido. The Aikido Master, who I had the opportunity to meet when I was in Japan… In Aikido, the Master uses the incoming force of the opponent to overcome the opponent. In a skillful way it’s a method of apposition, it’s not a method of direct body contact, direct opposition.
‘So Aikido uses the force of the attack to overcome the attacker. I’m showing you how to use the force of the attack on the Romay and Sophia coming from the Xenosh, to overcome and demolish the Xenosh.’
*Yeah… /taps ash… Lashy includes a hammer in there but I’m reminded of what my martial arts practicing osteopath told me when he fixed up my frozen shoulder that time, Clicky… /drags… I asked him about aikido and helping the opponent to the floor, and he replied, “The floor? The floor is fucking hard.” …Nice man, fixed me up a treat…*
The second pleasant surprise was to read the Christmas post at Twilight Language and find it linked to one of my Kubrick posts! I told Thoughtful Man that he’d seen the blog owner, Loren Coleman, on the telly…
*Yeah, I don’t think he believed me, Clicky… /final drag… Or he was too busy cooking dinner… /stubs butt…*
Pleasant surprise number three then, Dear Reader, was last night’s Christmas Doctor Who episode…
*/chortles… Feminists must of been fuming that the first thing the first female Doctor does is blow up the Tardis and then fall out of it… /lights up…*
Enjoy the rest of Boxing Day, Dear Reader… And have a Song ❤
There was some shit that I just read on Twitter, under a certain hashtag, and there was a something under that certain hashtag’s Twitter results about “useful idiots”. Like, who gets to determine who is an idiot, and when/how they can be useful.
Big on tools are ya?
Use em’ up, get a new one?
Whatever is handy and/or available…
anything and everything is a tool.
^Nine Inch Nails vs. The Beatles – Come “Closer” Together^
Again with the Archons. Lemme tell you how I read this Archon bullshit…
“Kicked…Out”
Simple. Kicked…the FUCK…out. “But who is kicking who?”…you might ask? Welp, if someone lays the groundwork for a bright and glorious future…
Q: Who is being omitted?
A: Yeah...THE PEOPLE THAT ACTUALLY LIVE THERE...THAT'S WHO!!!
You create all of these rigid walls, and expect the occupants to be happy? Well, I got a question for ya…
Q: Which side of the wall do you live on?
A: Past --->? | ? <--- Future
Still confused as to what I am talking about? The Archons were Greek? All kinds of arches, and arcs, and sparks, and tension(s) and friction(s) and shit flying everywhere out of Greece. But I get the feeling, that these types of infrastructures were meant and/or intended for self-rule. Have we lost that? Or was it taken? The infrastructure will always be there. We do with it whatever we do.
Something about serving two masters?
^Terrible Lie^
The future…kicked out of living their own lives, because of their having to carry around bullshit built by the past.
‘Thou shewest loving kindness unto thousands, and recompensest the iniquity of the fathers into the bosom of their children after them: the Great, the Mighty God, the Lord of hosts, is his name,’
Jeremiah 32:18 (King James Version)
‘You show unfailing love to thousands, but you also bring the consequences of one generation’s sin upon the next. You are the great and powerful God, the Lord of Heaven’s Armies.’
Jeremiah 32:18 (New Living Translation)
‘You show love to thousands but bring the punishment for the parents’ sins into the laps of their children after them. Great and mighty God, whose name is the Lord Almighty,’
Jeremiah 32:18 (New International Version)
‘You show love to thousands but bring the punishment for the parents’ sins into the laps of their children after them. Great and mighty God, whose name is the Lord Almighty,’
Jeremiah 32:18 (New International Version – UK)
Them Limeys love their independence don’t they? 😛
^Moby, Go – 1991^
Dunno bout choo, but requiring someone you don’t even know to face something just because you yourself had to face it? Sounds…erm…short sighted. I don’t always and forever want someone else seeing for me. You’ve no idea what I’m going to face in my life, nor do I know what you will face in yours.
The Founders addressed what they could, and left the rest to us to figure out. People living in 1776 couldn’t relate to “Steam Engine Locomotive Regulations” any more than we can in 2017. I guess if you wanted to get clever, and change that to “Steam Engine Regulations”, or even “Steam Regulations”, we could all of a sudden start relating in all kinds of ways. From water regulations, to stove top cookware regulations, to electrical power generation regulations, to interstate transport regulations, and beyond. Afterall, transporting something, is transporting something…right? Doesn’t matter what it is.
lolz...doesn't "matter" what it is...lolz
^Andy C – Haunting^
How are you being? How has your being been being? Everything been being the goodest best that it can be? Good. Real good. Double-Plus Good.
I have a rash on my brain, but I can’t see it. I know it’s there tho. A drank a coupla tubes of Cortisone rash cream. I should be OK in a day or so. Prolly an STD. Can you get an STD from thinking about sex? What if I am thinking about having sex, and the person that I am thinking about doesn’t actually have an STD? Moreover, what if I don’t think about anyone specific when I jerk off? That line of thinking is getting more and more vague…so Imma go jerk-off real quick. BRB.
I'm back.
WHEW!!! I feel refreshed.
^Nine Inch Nails – That’s What I Get^
Based on some reading, I get the feeling that another angle that is being played here and there, is this angle of “you spy on me, I’m gonna spy on you.” Perhaps even lines of “you tell on me, I tell on you.” Maybe even lines of “if I go down, I’m not going down alone.”
Any and/or all of those?
Yeesh. What in the FUCK is going on in your life that not only are you in constant danger of being destroyed, you’ve got to further devise plans to destroy anyone and everyone who tries to destroy you? Lots of destroying being planned and participated in going on in those lines of thinking.
Again…yeesh. Sounds like some envy might be at the base of those lines of thinking, but that’s just me. Yeah, envy. Envy starts you off wanting what others have and how to get it, and you wind up envying your own task. You’ll do anything and everything to ensure it’s completion.
Q: Now what?
A: /me shrugs
Don’t ask me…I just work here.
^The XX – Intro HQ^
Endure it. That’s the only thing I personally know to do. Take it all into The Gingerbread House of Horrors, put it into the storage maze and/or drag it into the workshop, and see if it can be used somehow for something destined the toolbox. It can then sit in the toolbox when/if/until needed.
/me shrugs
^Soulwax – ‘Is It Always Binary’ (Official Video)^
When I was a kid, there was a preacher who once said
“I figure that we’ve all a box of blessings that God has set aside for each of us, and those blessings are gifted to us throughout our lives when we do what we are supposed to, when we are supposed to, how we are supposed to. When I get to Heaven, I want that box of blessings to be empty.”
Welp, that’s quite a charming notion. However, I figure irrespective of the existence/non-existence of God/gods, every breath that I take is a blessing. I don’t give a fuck if God/gods exist or not. I figure if the motherfuckers want me to know they exist, they’ll let me know. Not sure what good that is going to do me, nor anyone else, but maybe they’d fill me in with that information too.
No idea.
Anyway, thinking about what that preacher said, I understand the analogy, and the example(s) the preacher related make sense to me. It’s a nice thought. But it also seems to burden one of us more than the other, and I don’t mean me. I pretty happy with having a life. I’ve no idea where it came from, but I’ve got it. Everything else is gravy.
^Alison – Slowdive cover^
!!!!!!! IT’S CHRISTMAS EVE MOTHERFUCKERS !!!!!!!
Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays
^NONONO – Pumpin Blood (Official Video)^
If I “fit in” somewhere…doesn’t that mean that I also now “fit out” of where I am currently? Or are we accumulating and amassing here? I’m told that I don’t need to know the specifics of how an intercontinental ballistic missile works, but how they work interests me. Nevermind that I’m surrounded by the motherfuckers. Doesn’t matter how close they are to me currently, because they can be a helluva lot closer in about 30 minutes.
That said, is it really any wonder that North Korea wants their own nuclear weapons? That they want to be able to guide and determine their own futures? Isn’t that what everyone else wants? I see a lot of bitching about North Korea getting their own nukes, but I sure as shit don’t see any of the currently nuclear armed nations reducing their own stockpiles. Not only that, they are increasing them. North Korea is a fucking BOON for the arms industry, which means they are a boon for government(s) and business(es) worldwide.
Something about serving(s). Something about master(s). Two of them. Or more?
I dunno.
I’m illiterate and/or functionally illiterate.
^Front 242 – Matrix Megahertz^
US Presidents are famous for talking about strength and power, but so is every other “world leader” and so do “world leaders” of all kinds. You really think that the CEO of some huge corporation is going to give press releases about “how weak and vulnerable” their company is? Do you walk around your life letting everyone know how weak and vulnerable you are? Or are you armed to the teeth with weapons and training, wound like a coil-spring just looking for a place to go off?
There was a documentary I watched sometime back about the history of The UK and it’s efforts to obtain nuclear weapons back in the 1940’s and 1950’s, and the narrator made one of the most curious observations/statements that I’ve ever heard in a documentary. The narrator was talking about the politics involved in the decision making in a post-WWII Britain that decided to create and fund the programs to obtain their own nuclear arsenal, and the narrator commented something to the effect of
“these decisions to go forward and create Britain’s own independent nuclear weapons program secured Britain’s place at the top table on the world stage”
…or something like that. “Top Table” is what really stuck out in my mind. Top…table.
Top Table
Tabletop
Tic Tac
Tactic
^Run The Jewels – Call Ticketron (Official Music Video)^
I guess that whoever wrote that narration is quite confident that people aren’t fond of scraps. When you do get fond of and/or used to scraps, and someone cuts that off?
Isn’t that where we live tho? A world of scraps? I mean…you found that Uranium…right? The place where you build your labs and construction facilities…you found those places…right? All the people involved…you found them too?
Q: What found you?
A: ... !!! ...
Is that what destiny is? Are you scraps to be found by destiny? Maybe that’s how we find our destiny/destinies…by destiny finding us first.
^SWIMM – Man’s Man (Official Video)^
I’m not running out of things to say…I’m running into things to say.
Now all I gotta do...is say them.
I wonder if I’ll ponder what I should say, and what I shouldn’t?
I wonder if I’ll ponder how to say it, or how not to say it?
When?
^Pink Floyd – Time (one man cover)^
If we lose our ability to communicate, I wonder if anyone will be willing to communicate for us?
What will we say now that we wouldn’t say when we had the ability to say it ourselves, but cannot say now?
You want someone else to speak/communicate for you? It appears that there is no shortage of others willing to do just that. I guess they themselves have nothing to say, and loads of people to not say it to.
I dunno…
maybe I’m wrong.
Lot’s to think about there.
Happy Holidays
❤
Travel Well
❤
Be Safe
❤
^There Is A Light That Never Goes Out – The Smiths cover^
late 14c., from rumble (v.). Slang noun meaning “gang fight” is from 1946. Meaning “backmost part of a carriage” is from 1808 (earlier rumbler, 1801), probably from the effect of sitting over the wheels; hence rumble seat (1828).
Rumble (v.)
late 14c., “make a deep, heavy, continuous sound,” also “move with a rolling, thundering sound,” also “create disorder and confusion,” probably related to Middle Dutch rommelen “to rumble,” Middle High German rummeln, Old Norse rymja“to shout, roar,” all of imitative origin. Related: Rumbled; rumbling.
I have to say, that first talk was uncomfortable listening. So I talked to Cade about it…
*/drags… Ahh… a selfie with Cade, Clicky? …/pats snout… Thank you…*
Contrary to Tim Ottevanger’s view (Letters, 16 October) of the Molotov-Ribbentrop pact of August 1939, a pact that astonished the western world, I think it was one of the most significant in the last 200 years. At that time any intelligent observer, including Stalin, knew that the Nazis planned to eradicate Bolshevism and to gain Lebensraum in eastern Europe. The Soviets were engaged in a gigantic educational, agricultural and industrial transformation lasting less than a score of years, a process that took the UK over a century. They had to ensure that they were capable of defeating an onslaught from the greatest military machine ever known. The pact not only gave the USSR an extra 22 months of further industrialisation, but also allowed it to occupy eastern Poland after the Nazis attacked it on 1 September 1939. But for this extra 100+ miles of “buffer zone” the Nazis would have probably captured Moscow in 1941 and much land beyond it. Instead, as Churchill said, the Soviets “ripped the guts out of the Wehrmacht”. But for this the Nazis would have won the war in Europe with cataclysmic implications for the UK. David Davis Chesterfield
I gotta say, they kinda fucked up there, if stopping Bolshevik Zenosh taking over Europe was the Nazis’ sole ‘good’ intention…
late 14c., from Low German wrangeln“to dispute, to wrestle,” related to Middle Low German wringen, from Proto-Germanic *wrang-, from *wrengh-, nasalized variant of *wergh- “to turn,” from PIE root *wer- (2) “to turn, bend.” Meaning “take charge of horses” is by 1897, American English. Related: Wrangled; wrangling. The noun is recorded from 1540s.
The second and third of Lashy’s videos I listened to yesterday, in the fading afternoon light. The first of those was also a talk concerning Miss Attribution…
*/cough… The Aztec name bestowed upon him means ‘Smoking Mirror’? …/coughs uncontrollably… Fuck Off! …/lights up… And he even quotes from the gospel of Philip… /chortles…*
*”Easy on the throat”… /puffs merrily… Sounds familiar, Clicky…*
And the words…
Holocaust (n.)
mid-13c., “sacrifice by fire, burnt offering,” from Old French holocauste (12c.), or directly from Late Latin holocaustum, from Greek holokauston “a thing wholly burnt,” neuter of holokaustos “burned whole,” from holos “whole” (from PIE root *sol- “whole, well-kept”) + kaustos, verbal adjective of kaiein “to burn” (see caustic).
Originally a Bible word for “burnt offerings,” given wider figurative sense of “massacre, destruction of a large number of persons” from 1670s. The Holocaust “Nazi genocide of European Jews in World War II,” first recorded 1957, earlier known in Hebrew as Shoah “catastrophe.” The word itself was used in English in reference to Hitler’s Jewish policies from 1942,but not as a proper name for them.
Of course, Dear Reader, your understanding of this shambles is wholly hinged on whether or not you listen to either or both of of the talks from Mr ‘Smoking Mirror’. Perhaps you’ll enjoy the third video which was not a talk as much as a rendition…
Mythophrenia in Action
Illustration: EPI KALF is an estuary on M 31, the Andromeda Galaxy which harbors a world that mirrors life on earth. It is the doubling of the Skeena estuary in British Columbia, Canada. The mirror world on M 31 in the Syrene Limb is the cosmic site for the control group corresponding to the divine experiment with the Anthropos on earth. Life-forms on M 31 including all human doubles are superporous and magnified: the span of your hand, say, 15-20 cm or 6 to 8 inches from tip of thumb to tip of little finger — hold it out and measure it, with hand spread! — is magnified 8-9 times under the conditions on Andromeda. If you are five and a half feet tall here, you are about 45 feet tall there, and superporous like pumice.
Your Andromedan double is a non-identical mirroring and does not resemble your actual physical form and figure here on earth. But you have the same gaze as your double, which you cannot detect in ordinary conditions of awareness due to not recognizing the operation of its returning or reflecting action: you are “blind-sided” by its power. Your gaze is reflected back to you from the mirror world in M 31. Asuramaya on M 31, “The Physics of Beauty”, Sloka Five of Translations from the Andromedan
This passage in the Translations introduces or cues “the revelation of the method” for Gaian Tantric magic: “No mystery without apposition.” The technique of apposition is the first requirement for learning how to master and demonstrate magic power linked to the agency of the Aeonic Mother.
Mastery of mythophrenia is also called mantique, the technique of self-knowledge through skills of divination. The adjective is mantic. I propose that mantique and mantic can replace the terms “spirituality” and “spiritual” which are insipid and obsolete.
*Leggy will fall sleep if he listens to that! …/drags… I know! Clicky, get a jolly Song to end… /blows smoke ring…*
It is now Christmas Eve, Dear Reader, and I started this post yesterday but got waylaid in Smoky-Drinky last night. It was lovely spending some time with my friends in the Blueuniverse, smoking, drinking, eating, talking and laughing together…
… Butt it’s quite long enough, so have a very Merry Christmas, Dear Reader. And have a Song…
For the last three days, Monday to Wednesday, John Lamb Lash has put out a new talk a day…
Sew… seeing as I’ve now written quite a number of posts about Sophia’s Correction recently, Dear Reader, I thought I’d preface the titles of future Lashy inspired posts, starting with this one…
*/reaches for fags… Well, Icarus did also fall, Clicky… /shakes lighter… but I believe that was under entirely different circumstances… /lights up…*
MONDAY
Let’s start with a selfie taken in the red universe of MEROVEE…
*/drags… That gnosticism image has a sort of fishy tail to it…*
The Turing test, developed by Alan Turing in 1950, is a test of a machine’s ability to exhibit intelligent behavior equivalent to, or indistinguishable from, that of a human.
The twist on the Turing test is that it is we that are being tested, for our ability to exhibit intelligent behaviour toward this AI scam, and whether we’ll swallow the official narrative unquestioningly…
TUESDAY
Another selfie but this includes Cade, as I told him that another Lashy talk was up, and that I’d specifically asked Leggy to have a listen…
*/puffs… Leggy has written loads about The Righteous, Clicky… /blows smoke rings… and Goetia…*
I was not expecting Leggy to write a post about it!
Racial Superiority
It doesn’t exist.
It’s a meme. An ancient one, started by one tribe in the Middle East – not Islam, not even Judaism. Way before them.
It’s a meme that caused a change from the old Pagan religions to new, highly organised religious structures. It wasn’t created by those religions. It created them.
Some years back I wrote a little thing about the origins of government and control of the people. Where one becomes leader, then a group takes control, and they consider themselves superior to the other members of the tribe. That’s still going on.
*And Cade also mentioned Lashy’s talks in his latest blog post, Clicky… /final drag…*
*My diagram depicting the long way round…/stubs butt… Last thing I sent him that night…*
WEDNESDAY
“Did you hear about Uber?” Thoughtful Man asked me when he got home from work. He’s been out working the mean streets of Southend all day, making sure Christmas shoppers and celebrators got home safe and sound.
I’d read something about Uber online earlier. “The EU has finally ruled that Uber is a transportation company and will be dealt with as such. That?” I replied dishing him up his evening dinner.
“No,” Thoughtful Man said scrolling through the news feed on his phone. “An Uber driver confessed to killing that woman in Lebanon.”
“The murdered British diplomat found on the side of a road?”
Thoughtful Man had found the article and handed me his phone. “Yes. An Uber driver did it and the Lebanese government is advising everyone in the country not to use them; they ain’t safe.”
“Well we know that,” I said handing his phone back to him. “That whole company is built on deceit and debt. Weird though…” I trailed off and busied myself refilling his glass.
“What’s is? Thoughtful Man asked between spoonfuls of saucy ravioli. He stopped eating and squinted at me. “What’s weird?”
“Nothing really,” I replied demurely. “Only I finished listening to a talk about the word uber just before you got home.”
*The really spooky thing though, Clicky, is their faces… /lights up… Those girls lined up on the video image… /deep drag… They look exactly like people I work with now… /exhales … The same features… /taps ash… and not just women…*
Dear Reader, the previous Fourth Turning and the current one have one thing in common. I wonder what a comparative mythologist, like John Lamb Lash would make of this…
And First Mother’s husband called the first plant Skarmunal, corn, and the second plant utarmur-wayeh, tobacco.
“Remember,” he told the people, “and take good care of First Mother’s flesh, because it is her goodness become substance. Take good of her breath, because it is her love turned into smoke. Remember her and think of her whenever you eat, whenever you smoke this sacred plant, because she has given her life so that you might live. Yet she is not dead, she lives: in undying love she renews herself again and again.”
I have cold, Dear Reader, and eyes, nose and other bits are streaming…
*/sniffs and splutters… Whatever, Clicky… /hawks and spits… Take the piss… /coughs and pees… Oh fuck!*
The Okie Devil of Text US has kindly sent a missive to cheer me up, and it is presented for you, below. I had fun last night taking photos for a ’12 days of Christmas’ idea he had, the results of which can be seen here…
*/smiles… That was weird this morning. The Slogmeister must have been working on that story at the same time Cade was writing his Smiley tutorial yesterday…*
*And a minute after tweeting it out the short story, Old Holborn’s telly recommendation appears in my Twitterfeed! …/blows nose… Fucking weird!*
Anyhoo… Tuck in and enjoy the missive, Dear Reader. I’ll see you at the… at the…
… Bottom.
*******
Hi.
This mess.
Welcome to it.
Yep…it’s gonna be one.
A mess.
But I’ve not wrote it yet.
How do I know it’s gonna be a mess?
Let’s find out!!!
OH!!! It’s Sunday December 17th of 2017!!!
Everyone ready for Christmas?
Me either
Happy early birthday sis.
❤
^High Contrast – Days go by^
Off the top of my head, I can think of at least three things that I want to talk about/write about. Therefore, I personally think that it’s safe to assume that this will…in fact…be a mess. I guess that I could bullet-point the three things that I want to talk about, but I don’t do that.
Snot how I roll.
It’s highly possible, that as I write, I won’t get to a single one of these three things that I am currently thinking of writing about. It’s possible that I’ll get to some, and not others.
Let's me flow.
Rationalize. Irrationalize. Ponder. Even sometimes, if not most of the time, write without thinking. Might this not seem tedious to the reader? Maybe. But I like to think that my writing is more conversational. I used to do the same in my music and poetry, but was never really able to translate that to any of my writing.
1. Think about whatever I am thinking about.
2. Remove the participants.
3. Think of someone that doesn’t exist.
4. Let it fly.
Yep…take a “real life” something, remove the people involved, create someone fictional to project my thoughts upon, turn my feelings loose. Write about nothing in particular, to no one in particular, about something specific. That’s not always the case tho. Much of the time, I try and weave in similar and/or dissimilar stuff when and where it seems to fit. Especially when shit don’t fit at all.
It’s OK to be clever. It’s not OK to be disingenuous.
To relate, there was a Tweet I saw this morning, which I cannot now find, but it was about the EU/UK fishing regulations. Specifically, that UK fishermen are required to go out at least 10 miles from the UK before fishing, but EU boats were allowed to fish within 3 miles of UK shores.
There were several other “Brexit” related Tweets that also appeared on my Twitter feed for some reason, and they aren’t showing up now. Stay with me. One of these Tweets, and I’m pretty sure it was the fishing one, made the comment to the effect that:
“The EU teaches under the banner of…do it like this, or else.”
Welp…it got me to thinking of the opposite. Who teaches under the banner of “do it like this, or whatever”? EVERYTHING is “do it like this, or else.” And speaking of teaching, if nothing else, I am trying to be more mindful of punctuation with respect to quotation marks. I digress.
^Black Sun Empire & State of Mind – Until The World Ends^
So yeah…
Q: How do we learn?
A: Accountability?
12 years old
(a boy becomes a man)
16 years old
(a teenager can drive)
18 years old
(a teenager is now an adult in some ways, and not so much in others)
21 years old
(a human being can now drink booze and smoke fags and shit like that)
Where are we getting this shit from? IQ tests? Personality tests? Sexuality tests? Seems to be some testing going on.
‘Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.’
Psalm 51:5
‘Because he hath appointed a day, in the which he will judge the world in righteousness by that man whom he hath ordained; whereof he hath given assurance unto all men, in that he hath raised him from the dead.’
Acts 17:31
Pick and choose.
Pick Can Choose.
Pecan Shoes.
Fuckit…I dunno.
/me shrugs
^Andy C & Fiora – Heartbeat Loud (Andy C VIP) (Official Video)^
Now that we’ve covered a bunch of shit that I wasn’t thinking about prior to starting writing, I guess we can get to one of the things I was thinking about prior to starting writing.
I was cruising a certain blog last night, and there was a comment someone had made on a certain article, and this comment was to the effect of “if you could step outside yourself, and see what others see, what would you see?” or “how would you see yourself?” or something like that.
What immediately popped into my head was the removal of self, from self, to see self.
!?!! ó¿ó !!?!
Yeah…weird. Such an act, seemed more a fascination with yourself via how others see yourself. To me anyway, that’s more of a physical thing. Others only know your physical self, and those bits of ourselves that we choose to share. Only you know you. I would phrase the previous as “only you know the real you”…and there is some truth to that, but others can, and do, get to know us just fine sometimes.
That’s your choice as much as anyone that you interact with. But that knowing only covers the spans in time that it does. Yes…people can and do, change. You prolly just weren’t there to see it. So yeah…again…how do we learn? I dunno. Figure it out your own fucking self?
^THE PROTOTYPES – LIGHTS^
There’s a future out there. We are connected to it. But I was thinking last night heavily along the lines of teaching, and how we allow others to learn via more than rod, lash and regulation. I mean, why punch someone in the face to get them to do what you want, when a simple request will suffice?
Is the answer…standardization? If a punch to the face works here, it’s prolly gonna work there. I don’t like being punched nor punching. There’s gotta be a better way.
^[x] – Rx – Stage 2^
I think a lot about how I would teach someone who knows more than I do. Sound ridiculous? Welp, you must lead a charmed life, because I’ve found that I am CONSTANTLY having to teach smart motherfuckers why they are so damn dumb. I think there is a relating aspect that goes along with that thought, so if you apply some thinking to what it is to relate via multiple channels at the same time, maybe my calling smart fucks “dumbasses” will make a little more sense.
EX: Judge Brainiac McPurity has been practicing law for 40 years. Cade F.O.N Apollyon has never practiced law at all, but he does have an interest in it.
Q: What is our first, and only connection?
A: Law?
If me and Judge Brainiac McPurity ever meet, does that imply that it’s only because Cade has broken the law and now stands in front of Judge McPurity?
Really? You sure?
What if I bump into Judge McPurity while standing in line/on queue at McDonald’s because both of us are having simultaneous Big Mac Attacks? What if, while we both wait to get our McDonald’s on, we just so happen to start chatting? What if that conversation somehow turns to law?
^The Temptations – Law Of The Land^
I mean, I once bumped into a 2-Star Air Force General at the DMV in Virginia. In that instance, we were just two plain-ol’ people…both of us currently at the mercy of the Virginia Department of Motor Vehicles.
There’s always an equality.
You just gotta find it.
Just know, that this equality, is quite fragile.
Handle with care.
Just a friendly suggestion.
^Andy C – Haunting^
Someone just Tweeted this nonsense, so let’s take a voyeuristic peek up the skirt of…whatever this is.
I actually saw this elsewhere with respect to some FCC or other bullshit where there were certain words that were being banned, and that also was relegated to the “Orwellian” realm(s). But I gotta question something here…
Q: Isn’t relegation, acting doing the very same thing you are bitching about others doing?
A: !!!
Relegation. Classification. There’s a nested need to know there. Like my using “bitching” above. Did I used that because the author of the story is a woman? Did I use it because the person that Tweeted the story is also a woman? Does it matter that I caught these distinctions when first using that term in writing the sentence, yet used that parlance anyway?
I don’t see women as bitches nor do I classify a woman complaining as “bitching”. So why did I use that word, even tho I caught it?
Well, I ain’t trying to get laid, and I ain’t trying to not get laid, and I ain’t trying to make friends, nor am I trying to not make friends. I’m just writing. If I spend all my time in the “editorial” area of writing, I should prolly stop writing and become an editor. That’s just my thinking tho. That said, isn’t that what Winston did? In the book “1984” weren’t Winston and his co-workers nothing more than editors with a dash of wordsmithing? Wordsmithing using certain sieves produces certain results. One would certainly think so anyway.
That said, I wonder if sieves can go both ways with respect to channeling? One way narrows, the other…erm…prolly sounds like a horn.
So last night, I babbled a bit on my own blog about a documentary that I saw earlier in the week. This documentary was a Vice News piece on “Targeted Individuals”, and there were several things that really stood out to me. One of them being, the many things that stood out to me.
I guess in thinking about it now, if we really are nothing more than bags of goop, that are capable of nothing more than a bunch of chemical/electrical impulses…we’re already in deep shit…eh?
^Noisia & Prolix – Asteroids^
That makes me think of this “Archons” group that RooBeeDoo has mentioned to me via her listening to some dude named John Lamb Lash. I’ve only listened to one of his talks, but the one that I listened to was interesting. Anyway, I’ve been pondering “symbiosis” for a while with respect to life, and Roob recently added something to my vocabulary that has given me pause.
We don’t do well with “gentle”…do we? We can handle the kick, the slap, the punch…but not the gentle. We’ve no fucking clue what to do with it. It’s like…the slap we weren’t expecting. Quite poignant…eh?
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about bacteria, and these “reprogramming” aspects of bacteria that seem so scary and shocking with respect to “a bacteria reprogramming our bodies to do this or that” or “require this or that”. Prolly why viruses come in so handy. They do the same shit, they just do it a shade differently, and we tend to ALWAYS assume that this and these actions via a virus is malevolent.
But we get confused as shit with respect to bacteria. We label some as good, some as bad, yet we somehow need both to survive. It’s confusing as shit to me, because I’ve always been told that too much of a good thing is a bad thing.
Derp.
^Insideinfo & Mefjus – Mythos^
Just thinking, that if certain “DNA Programming” types bother you, and others do not, you might wanna get comfortable with both. It’s always been my understanding that basically, that’s all a virus is. A piece of genetic code, that does nothing but reprogram other codes. I think that we are eventually going to find out different, and that there is something really interesting and frightening to be found within the cores of viruses…but that’s just me.
That said, there sure is a lot of motion going on with all of this programming and reprogramming. I mean…that’s what we are eventually after, right? Time? Isn’t that what we are really chasing via any and all means? How to stop it. How to start it. How to prolong it. How to cease it.
Woah…that last one sounds…scary…eh?
^FRONT 242 – Strobe^
Anyway, that “Archons” bit that Roob recently mentioned to me rang a bell with respect to a book that I once read called “Waiting For The Galactic Bus”, and our talks this week made me think of a book called “Day Of The Cheetah”.
In the first book, the “entities” are “pure energy”. In the second book, the aircraft is mind-controlled via manipulating oneself between a sleep/wake state and the human/computer interface via alpha and beta waves.
Just want to mention, that I am of the opinion “delta” is going to get you nowhere…fast. There are many turns to a screw. Many threads.
Meh…that shit can get confusing. We should prolly wait for the experts to figure it all out, then we can just accept what they say as gospel, comply, and apply. Asdirected, when directed of course.
^The Prototypes – Moscow^
So that there is called “SoPi Zero”.
It’s simply a way for me to get my head around Pi in certain instances, and keep my head from getting wrapped around Pi in other instances. There are some parabolas nested in there, but I’ve not added them yet. Lots’ of curved space and curving spaces. But I guess the biggie is that I see decimals a shade different than most do.
A “part” is still a whole, in and of itself. Many parts, that are wholes, than can and do sometimes assemble to make entirely new wholes. But there is a divisive nature to separations of all kinds, and yet, there is still a nested bond contained within certain divides. Doors that remain open, even tho they appear closed. I mean…that’s what separation is…right? A divide? A span that cannot be bridged. What have we forgotten? Time.
JMO
BTW, the colors are important in that image. Just sayin’.
^Rusko – Somebody To Love (Sigma Remix)^
So that there is called “Cosmic Corridor 03”.
That’s just a way for me to get my head wrapped around a nested method of travel in which both Newtonian and non-Newtonian motion will appear to coexist at some points, and be either one or the other at other points.
If you think of the grey thing as a space ship, and the black think as a planet, the ship is basically entering on a trajectory that should dictate that the ship will enter the planet’s atmosphere.
However, it won't.
It’s going to appear to stop, hover, and eventually start traveling in ways that make no sense whatsoever. Eventually, it’s going to “rocket-away” at what appears to be ridiculous speeds along an impossible trajectory path. But a straight line is likely going to be surrounded by all kinds of bends, folds, and perhaps even energies that seem to warp and/or are warping. Prolly gonna be a lot of difficulty in determining what is wave, and what is particle. But basically, this is how I see matter as being able to maintain inertia, speed and velocity, all while appearing to lose all of those.
Lots of angles and angling to consider there, but just keep in mind, that 0° is also an angle.
😉
^The Upbeats ft. Tasha Baxter – Alone (Fourward Remix)^
My intension(s)? I didn’t realize that my announcing my own intentions was requisite. Especially if you are simply going to use my response to further doubt whatever it is that I tell you. Thinking like that can certainly put a strain on a relationship. Why someone cannot be comfortable with my discomfort is understandable, but at the same time, it’s kinda confusing. Sometimes even disheartening. I can see the parallels someone might draw with someone becoming comfortable with someone else’s discomfort, but that’s not really what I’m talking about.
Ironic that I need to talk about just that.
I’m uncomfortable with most nomenclatures. I’ve no problem with nomenclatures. Sound contradictory? Welp, if you are male, and someone calls you a sissy or fairy or says you sing like a girl…is that not also contradictory? You can slap virtually any label on any thing…that doesn’t make it applicable. Some ominous warning on a cigarette carton isn’t going to give you cancer, but it certainly may scare the shit out of you.
I need to go.
^Sub Focus – Timewarp^
Welp, I got to two of the three items I was thinking about prior to staring this bullshit. At this point, I can’t even remember what that third thing was. But…it’ll come to me. I gotta go make some soup.
Red Frank over at MEROVEE put up a new post last night, that touched on things I covered from the last John Lamb Lash talk two weeks ago. Namely AI, D Waves and Quantum Computing. He was inspired, no doubt, by the breathless news yesterday from NASA that Google AI had been instrumental in the discovery of a new planet circling a distant star…
I DMed Cade on Twitter, as I thought the post might interest him. I was a little surprised at the reply he gave…
‘Beta waves were discovered and named by the German psychiatrist Hans Berger, who invented electroencephalography (EEG) in 1924, as a method of recording electrical brain activity from the human scalp. Berger termed the larger amplitude, slower frequency waves that appeared over the posterior scalpwhen the subject’s eyes were closed alpha waves. The smaller amplitude, faster frequency waves that replaced alpha waves when the subject opened his or her eyes were then termed beta waves.’
If you’ve looked at the Red Frank’s post, Dear Reader, you will see he brings up not only the ‘Observer Effect’ but also Stanley Kubrick. The wiki write-up on Beta Waves did the same for me. Observe…
*Saved by the “Mandy situation”, Clicky? Interesting…*
Indeed I was thinking about Cade’s ‘Cosmic Corridors’ from the evening before, and travelling from/to points A (alpha) and B (beta)…
Old English feower “four; four times,” from Proto-Germanic *fedwor- (source also of Old Saxon fiuwar, Old Frisian fiower, fiuwer, Frankish *fitter-, Dutch vier, Old High German fior, German vier, Old Norse fjorir, Danish fire, Swedish fyra, Gothic fidwor “four”), from PIE root *kwetwer- “four.” The phonetic evolution of the Germanic forms has not been fully explained; Watkins explains the -f- as being from the following number (Modern English five).
To be on all fours is from 1719; earlier on all four (14c.). Four-letter word as a euphemism for one of the short words generally regarded as offensive or objectionable is attested from 1923; four-letter manis recorded from 1920 (apparently as a euphemism for a shit). Compare Latin homo trium litterarum, literally “three-letter man,” a euphemism for fur “a thief.” A four-in-hand (1793) was a carriage drawn by four horses driven by one person; in the sense of “loosely tied necktie” it is attested from 1892. To study The History of the Four Kings (1760, compare French Livres des Quatre Rois) contains an old euphemistic slang phrase for “a pack of cards,” from the time when card-playing was considered a wicked pastime for students. Slang 4-1-1 “essential information” (by 1993) is from the telephone number called to get customer information. The four-color problem so called from 1879. The four-minute mile was attained 1954.
Dear Reader, now we have for you the last course of the evening. We hope you’ve enjoyed Cade à la carte. Word of warning: there will be something cheesy at the end. Enjoy!
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The other day, whatshername bought what is potentially the stinkiest and most foul smelling Christmas candle ever made. I’ve been nauseated and throwing up ever since I first smelled it. Of course, all of the stress of the past coupla weeks may also have played a role. Not to mention that my foot and leg cramps have been quite wicked over the past few weeks. But yeah…that candle she bought? Holy FUCK does it stink! Smells like some unGodly cross between pine a scented cleaner/disinfectant and modeling glue.
^beauty is the enemy^
While looking for pictures, I stumbled onto the above, and wondered what they were modeling. Luckily for me, Google Images provides a link to the source.
I wonder as to the things that are found when tinkering at these levels, and these things came to be where they are so as to be discovered by those individuals that discover them? Lots to think about there.
^Animal Collective – My Girls (2009)^
LegIron made a rather awesome and awesomely interesting post yesterday.
That’s what set me to writing in the first place. I spared the comments section of his blog the majority of my verbal wrath, and saved it for RooBeeDoo’s blog. 😛
^Animal Collective – Golden Gal^
So in addition to LegIron’s blabbering, which in-turn inspired mine, someone posted a link to some Google Search results that got me to thinking about some stuff I’ve seen about what is going on in Africa. Much like Asia, Africa is also kinda “The West’s dumping grounds” with respect to not giving a flying fuck what is going on there. That said, I cruised some of the search results and came upon some interesting reading for anyone who might choose to read further.
Do you care? Are the tiny bits of this from here, and the tiny bits from there important? I mean, we’re talking about finite bits of certain things in electronics…right? You yourself have little to no impact. Not to mention that we gotta keep the economy going…
right?
How many TV’s do you own?
How many computers do you own?
How many cellphones do you own?
How many houses are on your street?
How many streets in your neighborhood?
How many neighborhoods in your town?
Yep...shit gets exponential...quick.
I mean…you don’t think they sell sand by the grain do you?
^Black Sun Empire & Audio – Drizzle^
But what the Google Search results link really made me think of, was Tantalum.
I saw a documentary sometime back that showed people walking for miles carrying this stuff to the border of a neighboring country, because it was illegal to export Tantalum from their own country. The country in which the Tantalum was sold, would then sell/export to France, who then sold it elsewhere. I can’t find the actual documentary I saw, but I found one that is equally disturbing, and both extremely uplifting and heartbreaking. Lot more to lots of this bullshit than just only minerals and money.
^Congo, My Precious. The Curse of the coltan mines in Congo^
I’m currently only 22 minutes in to the above video. And with all of the crap that I’ve seen in the above video thus far, one of the most horrifying is @ 22:14 where the narrator mentions that he started to work for MONUSCO.
Being an American, I know that there are schools of thought that sometimes believe that letting European nations flounder in their own messes is the correct course. But there is an underlying creepiness to some of these lines of thinking. As in, let the Europeans rot, then we can swoop in and take over where they failed. Who are we forgetting?
^Starsailor – Four To The Floor (Thin White Duke Mix)^
Q: Where is The UN located?
A: New York, New York, USA.
That’s weird. How can “United Nations”, plural, be centrally located? Not to mention, that if The United Nations is headquartered in New York? I think they’ve been stepping out.
^Joe Jackson – Steppin’ Out Lyrics^
Steppin’ out…branching out…whatevz. Gotta distribute those peace branches equally I guess.
If you want to get creative and/or clever, there are all kinds of ways of getting what you want. That can sometimes include letting someone else get what they want. Feel free to bend and twist that one six ways from Sunday if you so choose. Just maybe keep Pandora in mind here and there.
^Pink Floyd – Another Brick In The Wall (Vintage Culture Remix)^
If we humans can learn to do things from great distances both far and near, why is it such a stretch to think that other beings can do the same? Or is it because there is no proof that other beings exist? Maybe there’s a reason for that. We’ve gotten pretty high on ourselves. I can see there being the potential for conflict if one party or another is forced to start having to explain themselves. Things could get ugly.
^In-Grid – Tu Es Foutu (Hi Quality)^
Guess what? It’s now currently 11:30 in the morning on December 12th of 2017…and it would appear that I am now officially a published author!!!
Yes, Anthology IV: ‘The Good, The Bad and Santa’ is now available to buy, Dear Reader…
*Interesting that the name of the restaurant I went to for Christmas lunch today, Clicky, is the name of a character in Cade’s story!*
And now for the cheese… As promised, from the Afterword of Vol. IV, corrupted lyrics this time. Festive one c/o Mssrs. Wells and Tormé… ‘The Fuckwits Song’… Enjoy!
Snowflakes melting at the tweets Trump fires
Putin laughing down his nose
“Russian hack!” sings the media choir
Addressing all folks like they’re Joe Schmoes
Everybody knows Kim Jong Un has some missiles too
Wants to set the world alight
Won’t be happy ‘til Japan is aglow
How do the Nips sleep at night
We all know that Brexit’s on its way
Except Remainers who still deny they’ve had their day
And every mother’s child has a new gender to try
We’ll see how that turns out by the by
And so I wonder about this coming year
Asking everyone I knew
I heard it said many times, many fear
2018 will be shit too
And so I wonder about this coming year
Asking everyone I knew
I heard it said many times, many fear
2018 will be shit too, 2018 will be shit too.
An interjection used to say something is awesome, sexy, amazing, or hot.
‘Phwoar! Look at that chick in the tube top!’ by Honest Abe January 01, 2005
*/drags… I am the epitome of casual, Clicky…*
Now for the mains, Dear Reader, or rather the meat and two veg of Cade’s missive. It has diagrams. His diagrams depicting ‘Cosmic Corridors’…
*Alright! …/mutters… Hark who’s talking…*
*/rolls eyes…*
Enjoy!
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Anyone who has read any of my bullshit, and has seen my other fantastic MSPaint scribblings, can prolly already see that I have Alpha Loops and Omega Gates on my mind even tho they are not depicted above. But I’ve been thinking a lot about parabolic trajectories over the past few weeks with respect to interstellar travel.
Yeah...UFOs.
Ya rly…I’ve been thinking a great deal about UFOs and how they might travel as they do. In all honesty, I don’t see them as traveling much differently than any sort of landing vehicle(s) that we’ve built might land. There is a contextual need to translate a merging of bodies that are already in transient states. The plural of “states” being important because of things like atmosphere(s), how far they stretch, and when. I digress.
Anyway…above is Cosmic Corridor One, and it shows a more typical approach due to the rotation(s) that we tend to be more familiar with in our own solar system. “Approach A” is a gravitational approach, and “Approach B” is an anti-gravitational approach. I see this as a quasi-misnomer due to angular considerations that are paid to certain masses, while ignoring others. I won’t go into too much detail on that, but if you think of the black dot in the image above as The Earth/Terra, and then think of it as The Sun/Sol, and then think of both of those bodies and their positions relative to each other at given times, these are the masses that we tend to ignore in certain contexts. I would imagine that interstellar travelers would not have this luxury, but I’ll get to that.
^Kayve – Cat Reused^
So…you may be thinking…
DUDE!!! What in the FUCK does gravity/antigravity have to do with Democracy?!?!?!?
I dunno…do certain candidates attract you, or repel you? Are certain ideas attractive to you, or repulsive? And now you may be thinking more about magnetism and less about gravity…but while you are thinking about that, think about this.
Q: Are you simultaneously attracted to one thing while being repulsed by another in certain situations?
A: !!!
Yeah…it’s not always about only winning. You want to win, and you want/need to beat the living fuck outta someone else on your road to victory. That doesn’t sound very Democratic at all.
^ATTLAS – Cold Mountain Air^
Above is Cosmic Corridor 02, and it’s going to appear contrary to most of the images that we see with respect to parabolic intercepts between bodies. But the shit that I am seeing in my head is going to get screwy as I try and describe it because I’ve not yet figured out how to describe it. But there’s going to be lots of twisting and turning, and lots of stutters in both these objects I’m trying to describe, and my ability to describe them.
EX: We just traveled from Vega to Sol, and we are gonna need to drop by Earth/Terra in the process. Why? Because we are going to intercept Earth/Terra on a trajectory that is going to cause us to loiter in various places, at various times, at various altitudes, while we plot and intercept our pathway to where we are really headed…which is Andromeda.
Q: Why would we need to travel to Sol-Earth/Terra from Vega if we are headed to Andromeda?
A: Cosmic Corridors.
What are Cosmic Corridors? Something I made up.
^Porter Robinson – Language (Alex H Remix) [Free Download]^
I’ve long pondered why an alien craft would ever crash on Earth/Terra. The best answer that I’ve been able to come up with is either:
A) a miscalculation on the part of the travelers themselves, or
B) some unexpected variation within the Galactic and/or Universal “constants” and/or projected continuums.
To relate, imagine that you are barreling in towards Earth/Terra @ 10xC(sol) for an intercept that will cause you to loiter on Earth for 10 hours, 13 minutes, 11 seconds, without actually losing any of your accumulated speed/momentum.
WAIT....WHAT?!?!?!? HOW WOULD THAT EVEN BE POSSIBLE?!?!?!?
How could something be moving @ 10 X the speed of light, while stationary? Welp…many if not most are going to run straight to multi-dimensional and/or inter-dimensional and/or extra-dimensional types of thinking…and they’d be right…but they’d also be wrong. Dimensions of all kinds are always intermingled and merging separating, so to immediately start thinking of alternate-realities is going to be both true and false at the same time(s).
^Rhett – Escalada^
So…what are we already omitting when looking at the images above? Time? Or is that implied in the motion of our traveler? What about…our travelers, plural? So…not only time…but times. I guess that’s why we omit, eh? When we start adding, it never stops. But what does that say about subtraction? Negative and positive? What about multiplication and division?
Meh…that’s no where I really wanted to go. What I wanted to think about, was vibration(s).
What I am seeing is the possibility/possibilities for inertia to be simultaneously maintained within a certain context, and lost in another. Not only that, but that this is not necessarily predicated on angular types of motion. So what we are forgetting, is the pathways themselves. Where are we in that particular pathway? Inside? Outside? On which side via which perspective? So…we’ve also forgotten our observers…there’s always at least one. To expand on that further, there’s always at least two…
here = 1, there = 1
“When you look into the void, the void looks into you” kinds of thinking.
^deadmau5 – Let Go feat. Grabbitz [Grabbitz Edit]^
I can envision ways that crafts, mass and particles can be traveling at fantastic speeds, all while contextually, not appearing to move at all. There are always going to be energies and masses that accompany these “primary” objects/masses. Lot’s of stuff “coming along for the ride, but this is going to also include precursor types of things. Why? One more thing to look for in locating these Cosmic Corridors.
Doesn’t make sense? Welp, think of it like this…when you depart from A to head to B, when are you furthest from A? Are you thinking that the distance from A will be furthest at the 1/2 way point to B and beyond?
Q1: Is B moving?
A1: ?!?
Q2: Is A moving?
A2: !??!
What if you bend your path? Meaning, what if Point A approaches Point B? Does that change the distance that you’ve traveled? If Point A is right next to Point B when you arrive there, are you still at your furthest distance from Point A? Maybe thinking about matter and only matter, or voids and only voids can fail us.
^Foetus – Into The Light^
Let’s take that thought a step further tho since we as humans tend to think in terms of distance and time being somewhat equal. Let’s say that our departure point, which is Point A, is indeed getting closer to Point B as we depart Point A to travel to Point B.
Q: Why would we not wait until Point A is it’s closest to Point B before departing?
A: We may not be able to get from Point A to Point B when they are at their closest proximity.
There is much more to consider in The Universe with respect to points, than just and only points. As travelers, we ourselves are points. But also consider this with respect to times and distances. Let’s say that we could not depart Point A when it is at it’s closest proximity to Point B…BUT…we can return to Point A when it is at it’s closest proximity to Point B. I mean…we wanna eventually go home…right?
^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^
Not to hit you with too much of a twist, but what if we had to return via the same pathway we took to get from A to B, even tho A and B are in relatively close proximity to one another? Or even had to take a return intercept back to A along a course that was twice as long as the route to get from A to B? As in, we had to intercept C in order to get from B to A. That prolly sounds more like what we do now, and may make more sense. But there are celestial dynamics that I think we currently take for granted, and these things may not suit us both in our own exploring, and understanding where and how other explorers may someday visit us. That’s just me tho.
/me shrugs
^Philip T.B.C. – Galactic (BTK Remix)^
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*It’s a lot to fink about, Clicky… /stubs butt… Okay, just one more dish to serve up … /pats snout… Go makes us a cuppa coffee and I’ll finish here and start the next… Cheers, Click!*
I hope you’ve left some room for afters, Dear Reader 😉
Then there’s this bullshit…
If I “fit in” somewhere…doesn’t that mean that I also now “fit out” of where I am currently? Or are we accumulating and amassing here? I’m told that I don’t need to know the specifics of how an intercontinental ballistic missile works, but how they work interests me. Nevermind that I’m surrounded by the motherfuckers. Doesn’t matter how close they are to me currently, because they can be a helluva lot closer in about 30 minutes.
If we lose our ability to communicate, I wonder if anyone will be willing to communicate for us?
Dear Reader, the previous Fourth Turning and the current one have one thing in 
Off the top of my head, I can think of at least three things that I want to talk about/write about. Therefore, I personally think that it’s safe to assume that this will…in fact…be a mess. I guess that I could bullet-point the three things that I want to talk about, but I don’t do that.
While looking for pictures, I stumbled onto the above, and wondered what they were modeling. Luckily for me, Google Images provides a link to the source.
LegIron made a rather awesome and awesomely interesting post yesterday.
Library of Libraries 
