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…*
Let’s start with a selfie taken in the red universe of MEROVEE…
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…
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…
I was not expecting Leggy to write a post about it!
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…*
“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.”
Have a Song ❤
*Pretty! Thanks, Clicky… /pats snout…*
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 scalp when 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)…
… And then he mentioned ‘wrinkles’…
*I believe he’s read the book, Clicky…*
*So the brain gif I used was dancing to ‘The Chicken Song’, Clicky? …/rolls eyes… Figures…*
We’ll have to explore seeing through our eyelids in the dark another time, Dear Reader. This post is quite long enough for now…
Have a Song 😉
Notice anything different, Dear Reader?
*The font, Clicky, the font! …/sigh… Why do I bother?*
Running dangerous low on memory space, I’ve had to upgrade the LoL’s WordPress account. I did this on Friday, whilst off work for “Christmas Shopping”. I now have more memory, no ads, a selection of fonts and themes to choose from, and a new domain…
*Ha! …/pats snout… I love that show, Clicky …/lights up…*
Whilst I had the plastic handy, I decided to replace the lost copy of a book I used to own. And it has just been delivered! On a Sunday!
I could have got it quicker by buying it for Kindle, but seeing as it was a Kindle version that was lost, I thought I would indulge in a tangible copy with built-in page turning sound effect…
*And scrolling too… /drags… It’s got it all…*
“Christmas shopping” completed, I spent the rest of Friday morning editing a short story Cade was writing for the upcoming Underdog Anthology…
It was funny him mentioning feeling like he’d been hit by a train, as I’d just been atweeting…
… And then it got weirder…
*/sings… I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity, I’m a singularity. Now up put your hands up…*
I mentioned Part 1 of John Lash’s Archonic Dementia talk previously and this is another longish one. But was so incredibly syncy that this time I took some notes. Kinda…
*Familiar themes here, Clicky… /scratches gnos…*
I didn’t manage to listen to the talk all in one go…
Lashy really doesn’t like the proponents of AI and D Wave computing, likening them to “carnival barkers“. And then he mentioned something that brought me up a bit short…
‘The cover image is the Seal of Solomon, the seal used on the brass vessel in which Solomon trapped 72 demons and their legions of spirits. I redrew the version in Goetia, scanned it then meddled with it in Paint Shop. It’s relevant to the story, as is the chosen colour and the strange object at the bottom of the back cover. That’s enough hints – no spoilers.’
‘Samuel’s Girl‘, the next book after ‘Jessica’s Trap’, has already been republished and ‘Norman’s House’ will finally see the light of day in the new year. As for what Lashy’s thinks ‘The Singularity of November 2017’ is…
*Er… or Dear Reader could just simply listen to the talk, Clicky… /rolls eyes…*
Have a Song 😀
Have you ever watched a movie that had an affect on you, Dear Reader? Viscerally speaking, I mean…
*/sniff… No, Clicky, don’t… /hitch… No spoilers… /wipes eyes… That still makes me cry…*
In 1989 I went to see the film ‘Field of Dreams‘. It was on the opening weekend at the Empire cinema in The Haymarket of London’s West End. Barry Norman on ‘Film ’89’ a few days before had given it a rave review and I was keen to see it. So on a cold, dark Sunday evening in late November, Mother and I went along to watch it. She bought the popcorn; Result!
Toward the end of the movie, when Doc Graham steps over the line to save the child, I started to cry. I managed to keep my blubbing under control for the sake of Mother and the rest of the audience, but as we left the cinema, the cold night air hit me and I became somewhat hysterical…
*Very ugly and loud…*
*Okay, not that ugly… /rolls eyes…*
I couldn’t stop crying and I couldn’t move. Embarrassed at first, then a little worried, Mother managed to lead me to the bus stop across the road, where I cried solidly for the half hour while we waited for the number 1 bus. Then I cried all the way home.
It’s a pity Mum’s dead now; she told the story so much better than me – you may think I’m a bit soppy but she would have had you pissing your pants…
I’ve been having weird and involving dreams this week, Dear Reader. I felt quite ill upon waking on Monday morning, like my insides had been pummeled all night. Thoughtful Man and I had spent Sunday evening bingeing on Chinese food and ‘Stranger Things’. It’s what I dreamed of…
*Oi! Spoilers, Clicky!! We only got up to episode 6 of series 1… /pouts… For fuck’s sake…*
I felt ill all day and ended up having an early night. I didn’t dream of Stranger Things that night…
A strange thing for a “Limey” to dream about. A US Supreme Court ruling on abortion is not something you think about much, let alone dream of. But it was even stranger to later hear someone talking about aborted foetuses…
*/lights up… Lashy recorded and posted that yesterday, Clicky… /drags…*
“The Archons are not alive; they do not breathe for instance. An Archontic entity does not breathe. It operates on an electrical field, grounded in a mercury base and sealed in a number of silicon formats that are the equivalent to the intel chips in a computer. I’m talking now principally about the embryonic form of the Archons described in the Gnostic texts, as resembling the aborted foetus.”
*Yeah, that don’t help… /streams smoke…*
Anyhoo, no notes from the talk this time, as it’s the first part of two or three talks explaining how and why the vaunted AI So Fear is a fraud. And inviting rebuttal. I wonder if he’ll get any.
My only interaction with that kind of technology was to be introduced to Pepper. It told someone off for swearing, I really don’t think it’ll approve of me smoking. But then, it is programmed by and for Public Health 😉
As for last night’s dream…
*That’s enough, Clicky, go get something from Level 42… /pats snout…*
Dear Reader, have a Song 😀
Dear Reader, so far this week we’ve had ‘Fire & Fury’…
*Hmm… crossing arms…*
…Google unable to handle Damore’s ‘truth’ to Maduro setting up a ‘Truth Commission‘… It is totally Caracas out there, Dear Reader…
A new missive from Cade follows. It’s quite long, so hopefully we won’t all be reduced to vape-or-ASH before you get to the end of it…
…c Ya at the bottom… 😉
This where this starts. If you are interested in starting somewhere else, feel free to do so at your leisure. I have to start here. Catch ya on the flipside…
wherever that might be/not be.
^Trio Los Panchos – Quizas, quizas, quizas.^
8-8 4-30 12-18 11-15 6-20 (fail)
11-15 3-25 12-20 1-4 3-21 (fail)
11-15 3-6 (fail)
^Happy Mondays – Step On^
Ignore that numerical shit above...it means nothing.
This morning….I got to thinking about change, changes and changing while I was sitting upon the can and relieving my body of poop.
I personally find this scenario “weird” because, I usually think about only two things plus one procedural addition during my own personal process of dumping poop into the splashy porcelain water bowl of doom, that is located in the chamber of ultimate isolation…
(1) getting on,
(2) getting off,
(3) remove clinging particles.
Not that there are not LOADS of membrane processes and/or pressure changes going on there or anything. And not that pressures and pressures changes have any affect on our bodies. So…is it any wonder that people sometimes report thinking about the goddamndest of things while sitting on the shitter and making #2?
This has me now thinking of “normal” and “normalcy” with respect to these pressure changes, which got me to thinking about ergonomics. And yes…ergonomics as it relates to the workplace. I mean…where else does ergonomics play a role in your life but the workplace? It’s not like you have any choice or choices at work…you do what you are told.
^The Charlatans – The Only One I Know^
Been watching a lot of drag racing videos. I spent a lot of time with my nose in drag racing magazines when I was a kid. Lotta things that I haven’t thought of in a long time.
Q: Do you want to know me or not?
A: I dunno either.
Shit like below tho? Yeah…I spent a lot of time hearing about a lot of perspectives about women, and from women, about women. What they never tell you about, is…”a woman”. Guess you gotta find that one yourself.
^LEGENDS: THE SERIES – THE LEGEND OF “JUNGLE PAM” HARDY^
Last Wednesday, whatshername had the pest-control people come out and spray the house. Thursday morning, I wandered out front like I typically do…and there was a dead grass snake in the middle of the walkway. Very small, so it had to be young, but I thought it was just sunning in the morning sunshine, and was going to prod it back into the grass since others that traverse this walkway may not be as mindful about where they walk, and might crush him/her. But it was dead. I then remembered that they had sprayed the previous day, so, yeah…mission accomplished.
I moved the snake to a non-conspicuous area of the grass, and figured something would prolly eat it. But night came, and it was still there. Friday morning came, and it was still there. Friday night came, and it was still there. I mean, not even ants were on it, but then again, why would there be any ants on it…they had just nuked the entire area two days prior. It got me to wondering about these dead-zones that are created by spraying and/or pest control, and just how out of balance these areas are and/or can be.
Saturday morning came. I looked for the snake, but I couldn’t locate it…then…I noticed a BIG goddamn snail right about where the snake should be. I then noticed the snake…or what was left of it. This snail must have sucked the snake completely dry, as all that was left of the snake was it’s skin, which had the appearance of one of those paper wrappers that covers drinking straws. I couldn’t have been watching this snail for more than 15-20 seconds, when it began to retreat. I musta been just in time.
^Fixx – Lowlyfe – Break Beat Temazo^
I’m not sure how to qualify the video below. It’s too awesome for description. I guess it’s one of those “needs to be experienced” kinda things that even then, still defies description. Guess you had to be there.
^Cuba Feliz – Lagrimas Negras (Lyric added)^
There was an interesting Tweet that came up on the radar after I finished my morning movement.
Musta been the #2 ass-pecked of thinking at the time, but #5 is NOT what caught my attention. There are #2 pics in that Tweet, not #1. So…I hunted down the source of pic #2.
The first line of the first sentence of the first paragraph is what grabbed me.
“Electric or ‘plug-in’ vehicles come in all shapes and sizes with a wide array of technologies making up this sector.”
Man…talk about ME being non-committal.
That sentence is devoid of anything and everything except grammatical rules and spelling accuracy, and my personal incompetency in these areas makes me question the presence/existence of even those. Jesus Christ…talk about a gasp of oppression from whoever had to think that shit up…I’ve never seen a better example. Not that I’ve done any technical writing or anything…but yeah…I’ve done loads of technical writing.
That sentence says “I’ve/We’ve not a fucking clue”…they must be talking about new shit. They may even be talking about new shit that appears outwardly as old shit. I guess these fixed roadway systems and accompanying infrastructures weren’t as liberating and freeing as we thought, eh?
^Stone Roses – Fools Gold(Full Version)^
“To find out more about plug-in vehicles, watch our electric car guide video that explains the different types of electric vehicles and helps you understand how the different fuel technologies can work for you.”
“If you’re interested in learning how to manage your fleet sustainably to save money and reduce emissions, read our fleet management essentials.”
IT’S A GOLDRUSH!!!
^Happy Mondays – Loose Fit (Official Music Video)^
So yeah anyway, fuck electric cars or whatever…I can’t afford a car of any type, shape, size or array of technology type(s). But since LegIron is getting Ultra-Violent with his stove, I can talk about something else. Like…I watched a video last week that shows someone demolishing a barn with 164 lbs of Tannerite.
(whatever in the fuck Tannerite is)
It appears that you can buy this shit from various places…
I have no idea why this particular video came up in my recommended videos, but it did, and I had to wonder why in the FUCK someone would blow up a barn they want to get rid of instead of demolishing it by hand. So…I watched it. Even tho I am a pyrotechnician, I personally HATE things that explode. May seem ironic, but a few up close experiences with these things can certainly change your thinking about them.
Q: Why not hire a 164 lb person to tear your barn down for you?
^sugarloaf – green eyed lady^
WHY BIG DATA IS A SMALL IDEA …
I’m getting there. Just doing a little light reading. I usually don’t pay attention to much when I am reading. Hence, I don’t learn much. You’re prolly safe.
^Eydie Gorme Y Trio Los Panchos – “Piel Canela”^
I’m not here to tell you what to do or which way to go. Therefore, yeah…much of the shit I write is incomplete and/or full of holes. I write that way on purpose. It’s intentional. By design. I actually put a lot of thought into much of what I include or omit when I’m writing, irrespective of how quickly/slowly I bang this shit out. That leaves room for you to find your own goddamn answers. Not that many people read this shit, but “this shit” does filter down, to and through channels.
Always being mindful of others helps me better express myself, seeing as I have no answers to give and I know that. That said, there are answers to be had, and you can find these answers anywhere and everywhere. Some answers just take an insane amount of time to find. Prolly a good time for some self-evaluation(s) as to modes and methods there, irrespective of the channels that you navigate.
Acceptable...unacceptable...same things at different times.
^Buena Vista Social Club – Candela^
While we are changing topics here…lets talk changes and changing and change and related stuff. Women…for example. How much do you really need to know?
There’s a good chance that any woman you hook up with has prolly been through something called puberty…maybe that rings a bell/you may have already heard of it. There’s also a good chance that this woman has an interest in a concept called “marriage”. Here in The USA, it’s pretty popular/unpopular thing at various times, so I can only assume that it is similarly popular/unpopular worldwide. There are these things called…babies.
(Google it yourself if you don't believe me)
Women appear to have an interest in these things called babies. There is also this thing called menopause that women go through. You may also need to Google this one. That’s IT! Finito!!! You now know all you need to know/all there is to know about women. That makes “the woman”…and everything else about her…unique. Specific to her and her alone.
Now all you gotta do is figure out what all that shit is. Just keep in mind that she is always learning and growing while you are simultaneously trying to learn all of the existing shit about her. Some choices on your part to be made there. Might wanna be mindful. Just sayin’.
Have fun 🙂
^Blur (The Best Of) – Girls and Boys^
Speaking of Twitter…there was also a pic that came up somewhere, that showed some woman jumping up and down at a sporting event of some kind, and I guess she wasn’t wearing a bra, and someone was lucky enough to capture some photos of her underboob. I ain’t looking that one up…
(ba da ching)
but it did get me to thinking a bit, and not just about boobs at various angles and/or various states of motion. I mean yeah…breasts and the woman they are attached to is interesting, but there were/are a number of creepy aspects to consider. I can think of a lot of wheels turning that made these particular photos possible, but it makes me feel creepy to think about them, even tho many of these thoughts would prolly be considered by others as being pretty straightforward … tame … even.
EX: This person specifically requesting/hiring a photographer to take pics of her at this event, they sell any interesting photos to interested parties, split the money.
Gotta keep in mind tho, I’m wondering how in the fuck these pics wound up in a publication of any kind. Lotta angles to suddenly consider. Lotta players too.
^Pulp – Common People^
Q: If “pressure within the head” is of utmost importance during times of trauma, why would it not be important all of the time?
We have many membranes within our bodies. Prolly goes without saying that pressure might be important. But what if pressure cannot change according to “standards?” Take an asthmatic, for example. Now take that asthmatic, and put them on a ventilator. The lungs do more than merely inflate. They even do more than just inflate/deflate. Not that I would know.
I mean, if “asthma” is unique enough of a condition to separate it from standard operating procedure, then why wouldn’t the entirety of the individual that has this condition also be unique? Just thinking that many of these standards have become so standard that they are in fact, non-standard. The application portion contextually within the dynamics of changing environment is going to make people’s head swim when they start thinking about it like that. Is it any wonder why the concept of change is so scary? Especially when and if YOU are changing, and no one else is.
Now yer gonna wanna grab onto something, and if something isn’t there to grab onto, yer gonna wanna create something to grab onto yourself. Lot’s to think about there.
^Happy Mondays – Wrote For Luck (Official Music Video)^
What really got me to thinking about writing, was tomorrow. I mean, this was yesterday that I was thinking about writing tomorrow, so yesterday’s thinking would have been about two days from yesterday, which is tomorrow today.
Tomorrow today is August 8th…my dad’s birthday. But I think that HIS dad’s birthday was on August 7th or 9th, and dad’s MOM’s birthday was either August 7th or 9th…I can’t remember. But they were all born within 3 days of each other in different years. I think my dad’s only sister may have been in there somewhere as well, or maybe she was nearer my older sister’s birthday. Can’t recall. I just know that a lot of birthdays within my family fall weird. Lotta weird death-days in there as well.
EX: My paternal grandfather died on November 13, and was buried two days later on my birthday…November 15th.
Everyone…and I mean EVERYONE forgot my birthday that year. I have no idea why tho. Musta been something else going on or something.
^PEDRO INFANTE – QUIEN SERA (HD)^
What pushed me over the edge and got me to actually sitting down and writing tho, was a song. Someone pass along that Happy Mondays song…and I was like…
HOLY SHIT!!! THE HAPPY MONDAYS!!!
I had forgotten about them. Not that there isn’t tons of shit that I’ve forgotten about. But why would I actively remember something that falls under the banner of something that was no longer important? Music…in this instance. Especially something that could be considered arcane or fleeting under this banner…The Happy Mondays…for example.
Oh…they are called “Happy Mondays”…and not…”The Happy Mondays”.
Lots of bands have struggled with that “The” concept/addition with respect to band names/naming…but I digress.
So yeah…Happy Mondays broke up in 1993…so yeah…kinda fleeting.
^Halie Loren – Sway / Quien sera^
Today is now 8-8. I got sidetracked and stopped writing yesterday. Did some quick Twitter breezing, as there were 36 unread Tweets, and it seems…Google is in the news.
Q: If you give a certain concept a name, does that validate the concept?
I ain’t gonna look up this Google story, but it appears that someone got canned by Google.
Seeing as how I was just pondering corporate and corporations right before bed, that gets me to thinking about “guilt” and “guilt-free”…and how these concepts relate to life/a life.
Oh...and HBD Pop.
Q: If your first reaction/response to an event is “What in the FUCK was that?!?!?” or “No fucking WAY that just happened!!!” or “I can’t BELIEVE that just happened!!!” or something similar, why would that original concept/thought ever change?
A: ? Show ¿ Can ? Awe ¿
Yeah…Shock And Awe, sho’ can awe. So can show.
I think a lot about pretexts and conceptions as it relates to control and controlled, and also with respect to things that are controllable/uncontrollable. Dogs…are a great example. Especially as it relates to the concept of “pet/a pet”…and certainly when cats are thrown into this mix. Lots of assumptions have already been made about cats and/or dogs and their “owners” and the hows and whys as to who chooses what and when.
Q: How many animals are born with the ability to speak, read, write and understand the same language you speak?
A: (hang on to your hats here)
Q: If mathematics is “The Universal Language”…then how come so few people speak it?
Q: What happened to love?
I would have thought that communication would be “The Universal Language”. Or at least the base/a base for it. Is it what you have to say, or your desire to say it that makes communication important? Or is it, actually saying it/actually communicating it? Or all of the above? Prolly a lot more to consider there. Just sayin’.
^REZZ x Kotek – Ascension^
X: Maybe you should take a break.
Cade: Prolly. I’m kinda lost.
X: Hadn’t noticed.
Cade: Whatever it is, it’s suddenly buzzing around in there somewhere.
X: Can’t grab it tho.
Cade: I wonder sometimes if I’m actually trying to grab it tho. Most of the time, I don’t feel that its something I need to “grasp.” Too much…”now what” that goes along with it.
T: You think that would be any different if your station in life was different?
Cade: Why entertain such thoughts tho? If I’m supposed to be somewhere, that’s where I’ll be.
Z: Took a minute to get here…didn’t it?
For the sake of anyone reading here…I just had quite the gap in thinking. Typically…these “convos” come out fast, and I just write them from top to bottom, never knowing who is gonna say what nor when. But between myself and “Z”, on that last exchange, there was about a one minute gap where I sat at my desk with the wind whistling through my ears. Almost like someone had something to say, but either didn’t know what to say and/or how to say it. Contemplating.
Cade: So…idleness and what that really is.
X: You’ve already jumped the shark. Good show.
Cade: lolz…I guess I did jump the shark there didn’t I? lolz
Z: Yeah…anyway…erm…this CFrank Davis dude has been talking about “idleness” lately.
Cade: I’ve not given it much thought since that’s kinda where I operate all the time.
B: Meaning what exactly?
Cade: Meaning, I think a lot.
A: Ain’t no work being done when you ain’t doing nothing but thinking…is that it?
Cade: WOAH!!! Look at who has developed a saucy attitude and/or approach all of a sudden like!!!
A: Thought I’d give it a whirl.
Cade: Nicely done. Well played. ❤
X: I wanna talk about nothing.
0: Me too.
Cade: rofl…welp…let’s on with it then.
X: Why do you think we ask you so many questions?
Cade: The best way for me to find my own answers is not via my own questions.
X: And why do you think that would be?
Cade: Welp…I fear much of that which much of society seems to deem as mystical.
Z: Gotten any…help…in that regard recently?
Cade: Yep. Mentioned getting some help in those areas to someone else just recently.
T: Anyone in particular?
Cade: Funny that YOU would mention it. 😉
T: Why do you think the thought of some “Egyptian God” would be so traumatising to you personally.
Cade: Mainly, because I was told/taught that it should be traumatizing.
X: Lotta nested thoughts about trauma there as it relates to thinking.
Z: That’s not what you were just thinking.
Cade: No. But I cannot organize every single thought into something tangible, and certainly not on cue or command.
Z: And why is that?
Cade: It doesn’t allow me to custom tailor that response to whoever is asking.
X: Now if anything in this universe ever sounded non-committal and wishy-washy, that previous statement would be right in and amongst such sounds.
Cade: Details only require the slightest bit of attention in order to understand just how important they are.
C: Like a woman’s teeth…or her nose?
Cade: Or whatever.
0: What about Osiris? You never mention him much.
Cade: I’m learning. But I can never really know these entities as individuals, until and unless I can.
X: That’s a tall order.
Cade: /me shrugs
0: You really need to work on that story. Lotta interest being shown for “The Seven Sisters” here and there recently.
Cade: I know. I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit. Just…wanting to represent them correctly/accurately in the story.
X: Not possible.
Cade: Welp…you got that shit right. But I’m gonna try.
B: Maybe you shoulda mentioned more details in the first part of the story.
Cade: And you wonder why I’m having trouble writing this shit?
Z: Not really.
^Animal Collective – My Girls (2009)^
If you target a certain area, for the sake of the whole, all while foresaking the whole for the sake of this target area, is it really any wonder that you spend so much time disappointed? The belly/belly-fat…for example. Or cellulite on the legs. That belly is connected to you, and so are those luscious legs of yours. There will be affects in other areas when you make changes. Prolly why certain people are classified as “being addicted” when it comes to getting tattoos or piercings. There’s a symmetry to the body, which means there is a symmetry to the self, and everything else.
Matthew 6 - Verse 3 is of particular note.
There’s a scalar kind of vibe to that thinking with respect to balance. Now, all we need is time. If you work on your belly, then your legs, neck and shoulders are gonna know about it. If you work on your legs, your back is gonna know about it. Prolly why meditation, Yoga and Tai Chi are so popular in certain parts of the world, and why these things are so attractive to other parts of the world that don’t have these things.
Q: Do you REALLY need to do Tai Chi for 3 hours each day in order to be able to sit at a desk and type for 8 hours each day?
A: Only you can answer this.
^ZZ TOP – Got Me Under Pressure^
Even if you find an answer for yourself, I’m still not sure what in the flying fuck that has to do with me. Your answer for you is not applicable to me, unless it is. I wonder if I have any say in this process?
Maybe it was corn, and not apples.
Yeah…that fruit…or whatever.
Yeah that one.
Dunno why anyone ever thought it was apples.
If I had to pick, I’d personally pick mushrooms.
^Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) – 1984^
If you are looking for answers from me…let’s start off on the correct foot.
A1: Fuck You.
^FREE RIDE – Edgar Winter Group^
^Focus – Hocus Pocus^
“What do you want me to do?” Thoughtful Man sighed and heaved himself off our bed, dislodging our contented pup who had been getting her belly rubbed thoroughly. Just the way she likes it.
I stood against the bedroom wall and brushed a stray lock of hair back behind my ear. “Take a picture of my tiara, please.”
“Why?” Thoughtful Man threw me a squint. “Is it for a post?”
“What do you think?”
He snorted and fiddled with the camera. “The light is terrible. Why in here?”
“Well, for one thing, you’re in here,” I said adjusting the tiara. “And secondly an AI somewhere has invented some colours and named them. Apparently our bedroom walls are painted in ‘Turdly’.”
“Oi! It’s ‘Mushroom’,” Thoughtful Man exclaimed. “I’m not redecorating!”
“I wasn’t asking you to,” I replied with a smile. “Just the photo please.”
“Okay stand still.”
Cade has sent through a new ‘whatever’ to use his parlance. It’s not as long as the previous monster of a missive, but no less engrossing. I hope you enjoy it, Dear Reader…
*No, Clicky, let’s have a Song at the end…*
Darkness has descended upon the day…and the winds howl in the deepening dark like a harbinger of things to come. I wonder in the darkness, what could these things be? I wander in the darkness, and I wonder…will I be able to see…once the darkness has gotten like…really really darker?
Nah…just fuckin’ wit ya. I’m inside sitting at a desk typing this shit right here and listening to music at max volume. There could be a fucking hurricane outside and I wouldn’t know it.
^Feed Me – Starcrash^
Anyone wanna dance?
Neither do I.
We'll work up to it I guess.
^Cocteau Twins – Pur (Sun & Air Mix)^
I’ve done a little writing elsewhere… (“a little”…lolz) …which means I’ve been thinking a bit. Had a bit of a discussion with Roob the other night about motion(s) and when they get weird. Not gonna try and “sum up” any thoughts in this here whatever, but I might wind up doing just that. Or at least, sounding like I am doing that. But I get the feeling that there are two types of people, with respect to finding…
Type 1: I found what I was looking for…game over.
Type 2: I found what I was looking for…game on.
Keep both of those in perspective as it relates to what you have found…and you can prolly better decide which is applicable, when, and where and to whom.
^Cocteau Twins – Pur^
It’s weird. I was just thinking about the movie “Starcrash” the other day. Which also made me think of the movies “Battle Beyond the Stars” and “Laserblast”…all of these movies I saw at a drive-in theater when I was younger. There was a group of entities in the movie “Battle Beyond the Stars” that were a kind of “Borg” species, cept not quite so snotty and adventurous as “The Borg.”
What I was thinking about, is all of this business being talked recently regarding telepathy, which appears to be more about clairvoyance than telepathy. And I’m thinking about it more now that some chucklehead has made another public spectacle with “hearing voices” being touted as “the cause.”
In the article above on Telepathy, there is a picture to the right with the following caption…
“The Ganzfeld experiments that aimed to demonstrate telepathy have been criticized for lack of replication and poor controls.”
Q: What’s the point?
EX: Someone can lift 500 lbs as a personal-best.
Can they always lift 500 lbs?
Can they always lift 500 lbs…every single time…on command or as commanded?
Do you then start judging style and technique?
Is that as high as they can go in weight?
What about over time?
How long did it take them to achieve this weight as being liftable by them?
Is there a significance to this number?
Is there a significance to this number for all people?
Or just this individual?
Could they always lift 500 lbs, they just didn’t know it yet?
Q: What is your role in their performance and its success or failure?
^Yello – Oh Yeah (Remix 2016)^
Maybe there’s a mishmash possible there between Clairvoyance and Telepathy…a kind of Tele-Clairvoyance.
Data and information without context is kinda…worthless. And to be honest, I don’t really see the difference between building something in your mind, that you eventually build with your body in a more tangible manner. You are going to be continuing that process of building in your mind as you build with your body, which says to me that there is sometimes no division between these two. All that was or is missing…is purpose. So tell me…
Q: What is the purpose in being first?
Q: What if you’re wrong?
Q: Does this concern others?
Q: Now what if you’re wrong?
^Yello feat. Stina Nordenstam – To The Sea (Official Video)^
Throw this image of “the higher self” into the mix, and suddenly things get REALLY fucking wack. Is it any wonder that people are confused? Or at least, that there is confusion and some people may have a propensity to be confused? Factor in, that much of what transpires under the guise and guises of clarity and control?
Yeah..."fucked up" just went motherfucking haywire.
I mean, can you control a tube of toothpaste? Oh yeah? For how long? Control is as temporary as anything else. Add an observer into that mix, and suddenly, we are being judged on anything and everything…up to…and including…our form and style as to how we handle a tube of toothpaste.
Q: Weren’t we doing that already?
A: SAY WUT??!?!?
Yeah…since when do you not judge every single thing that you do? Without bias, we know neither success nor failure.
OH! And regarding your teeth-brushing skills? You missed a spot.
^Kirsten Dunst – Turning Japanese (HD)^
Yep…lotta new stuff in the world. Add “the dynamics of the application of these new things” with new users/new experiencers? Yep new new just got new new newer. Especially with respect to children, who everything is new to. Trying to explain old shit as old to someone who it is new to can be an exercise in futility when not approached with a degree of humility. I mean…how fucking cool is it to be the one with the opportunity to open new eyes to old things? What a treasure eh? That’s just my thinking tho.
I still get a kick out of seeing my children learning new things and stumbling around in life as I do the same. I’ve mentioned this before, but assuming that there is a God, I think this is why we are never referred to as anything other than children in The Bible. I dunno about other religious texts, but it has had the effect of keeping me a bit humble with respect to new things, whether they be old or new, or just new to me. I think people do the same, more than they give themselves credit for anyway. Or maybe not /me shrugs
^Depeche Mode – In Your Room (Kaiser Mercurio Dub Edit 2011)^
It bad enough telling someone what they can or cannot do in the present.
Takes quite a set of balls to have the audacity to tell someone what they can or cannot do in the future.
Welp…you wanted to be gods.
Have at it.
^Depeche Mode – Strangelove [Maxi Mix – Kaiser Trance Mode Remix]^
Yer trying to figure yer own shit out eh? How you gonna do that via others? How are ya gonna do that via others when other channels are open to you, which are “less-than-standard” types of channels? You cannot undo what has been done. And even if you could, the act of undoing what has been done would undo even more than simply “the one thing you were trying to undo.” Eventually, there would be a collapsing motion that would accelerate so rapidly, that all of existence would begin to collapse…except for you and your tinkering…which would continue at a steady state pace that is relative to the way things were.
Meaning: Time would fold and continue folding, as it collapsed under the weight of the entirety of all matter in The Universe…leaving only a single variance within this new time.
Kinda has the effect of…pointing…eh?
This is how I see “the unseen” working within “the seen” anyway.
A "sandbox" of sorts.
An ability to visualize how things are, and how things could be, via how things once were.
I’m not talking specifically here…I mean things that needed to transpire in order to keep similar events from ever happening again in the manner in which time and matter collapsed the first time.
^Lusine – Just A Cloud^
So am I suggesting that “the collapse of time” is now an impossibility?
I am suggesting that “the total collapse of time” is now an impossibility, and/or, discretionary.
Time can and does still “collapse.” I see this as a necessary function of time for it’s continuance.
All Time + No Time = Every Time
This allows for modification and tinkering.
If time could neither speed up, nor slow down, we would have no common frame of reference within our current frame of reference.
Think of a resonance that is allowed to continue over time. What will be the effect of that resonance over time?
Yep...silence...is actually...quite loud.
Any resonance outside of a resonance, is detectable.
Sometimes these are expected, sometimes…not.
Maybe we missed something?
Am I really suggesting that time nor matter have any speed limits?
Yep. Keep that contextual, and suddenly you’ll see all sorts of speed limits.
Q: How long are you prepared to monitor said speed and times of whatever it is that we are observing?
A: Yeah...I dunno either.
^Girl street performer slams Bass like a pro^
I understand many of science’s theories about The Universe and what it is up to. The thought that it will someday just…vanish…or fade into non-existence due to all fuel and fuels being expended, is an intriguing one. Primarily because of how it opposes the current theory that much of the stars and starlight that we are currently seeing has already long since ceased to exist due to it’s distance from us…and yet…there they are. This is prolly why we get confused so much…we’re always trying to narrow and limit, usually to either one thing, or one small group of things. And sometimes that works. Sometimes not.
Weird how that works, eh?
^Cabaret Voltaire – Ex^
I started writing this one last night (hence, the nutty “night poetry” business at the top) but it’s Friday now…and I have to go start getting ready to go out tonight. I have a hot date. No wait…I don’t. But a case of beer and a movie would be nice. Won’t have any of those either, so I’ll prolly wind up playing Plants vs Zombies till 2 AM. Better than nothing I guess.
^Cabaret Voltaire – Radical Chic^
Lot’s of talk I’ve noticed lately, has been as if some precipice will be reached at some point, and then everything will be OK. Welp, what if we’re already there. When are we NOT there? And I guess that’s where my personal answer lays…in helping others. I mean, I’m happy. Or at least, as happy as I can be. Sure there are things I want and things I need. But if I can’t get them? May as well help someone else get to where they are wanting to go.
^Depeche Mode – New Life^
Yep…lotta new stuff in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in a world of new stuff.
Meh...I don't feel like writing anymore.
Thinking about time, and how time relates to time, times and matter…drains me.
Ya’ll go have a great weekend and get drunk and/or get laid or something.
^Skinny Puppy – Burnt With Water^
^Ministry – Golden Dawn (HD)^
*Nah, Clicky… /shakes head… Ya reckon?*
Have a great weekend, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉
I’m watching a fantastic TV series at the moment, Dear Reader. It’s called ‘Carnivale‘…
*Longest fucking TV intro EVAH, Clicky! …/rolls eyes…*
So in last night’s episode, the travelling band of entertainers were dangerously low on funds, so decided to stage a ‘Fireball Show’…
Fireball Show — A carnival of the most disreputable sort, full of dishonest games, really strong kootch shows and the like. Also a “Burn’em Up Outfit.”
*Oh Clicky, stop messing about… Cade’s sent through another missive…*
! ! !CHICKEN ATTACK! ! !
Yes yes yes and yeah yeah yeah…I realize that I just wrote one of these fucking things yesterday.
But that was yesterday.
Today is today.
Let’s pose a question here right off the bat…
Q: “How”…”Do…”You”…erm…do what cannot be done?
Lemme put it like this…
Q: If you do what others say cannot be done…how do you…erm…”reveal that?”
A: Is the answer that goes here…”very slowly, and very carefully?”
Because that should, hopefully, imply that I am attempting to be thoughtful.
But I gots no answers.
I am, and get, as confused, lost and scared as the next person.
I think there is some logic in that design.
Purpose and purposes…even.
^Darude – Sandstorm^
Q: What blinds some men, but helps others to see?
So yeah…I don’t think that I have “everything figured out.” By contrast, I think that I have figured very little out. But I think I have seen and been shown some ways…maybe to…make some connections that others may be missing. I mean…obviously they are missing, because there are many that are searching for these “missing pieces.” I understand that, and I understand why they are missing, and I understand why they are being searched for. But…I think it important to point out, yet again, that even the unknown is known. And not simply that clever “knowing what you don’t know is knowing in and of itself.”
It’s that extra step and steps and stepping of “I am a mystery…find me.”
Welp…some of that is covered.
That wasn’t such a long walk now was it?
Q: Do you wish to proceed?
A: <Only You Can Answer This>
^deadmau5 – Pets^
The "I" That Is Me. The "Me" That is We. The "We That Is Me. The "Me" That Is I.
^Orbital – The Girl With The Sun In Her Head^
Someone asked me recently…
Their Question: Do you think it possible that ‘Artificial Intelligence’ could have been created without humanity’s knowledge?
My Answer: Lemme think on that.
I guess if you have have read any of my bullshit whatevers, it’s prolly pretty obvious by now that I absolutely ABHOR the concept known as ethics. That’s prolly why, as you’ve prolly noticed, it’s just about all that I talk about. I try to keep it personal according to a simple premise of the 9th Commandment from The Bible.
The 9th “Big C”: Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor.
“Treat thy neighbor as thyself”…is another way that it is sometime worded. Maybe that’s a paraphrasing from Leviticus via Exodus.
Anyway, the basis being…treat others as you want to be treated. But if you keep that contextual AND situational, it’s pretty simple to just…reverse the roles in any situation, and think…”Gee…how would I feel if whoever was treating me like I’m treating them?” Now, you can get clever here, and start to finger point at who started what and when and how…but that doesn’t really change the dynamics of what happens from here. If anything, that leaves the ball in your end of the court so to speak as to how you proceed. So now, if you throw “Karma” into the mix, and start thinking about whatever it is that you do, will be returned to you, or whatever you sew is what you reap…now…you are prolly REALLY gonna be steamed. Why? Welp…you were prolly already steamed. So maybe, you aren’t REALLY steamed…yer just…still steamed.
^Expialidocious | Pogo^
So thinking from a “creation” point of view…WE could be looked at as a type of artificial intelligence in God’s/the gods’/The Universe’s eyes.
Not a very cheery or inspiring outlook on things eh?
Talk about a story to tell your children to get them to behave and/or give them nightmares at night.
I suddenly feel nauseated.
This is prolly why I think about legacy so much. It’s…erm…complicated in its simplicity. That means, the concept itself is quite simple.
Now…we/you/somebody…just needs to go do it. How do we do that?
Welp…what cha got in mind ta do?
^Cygnus X The Orange Theme^
I’ve been thinking of a model of curved space for a while now. I use pretty simple stuff to put it together based on existing stuff, more along the lines of trees, rocks, water, air, life, and shit like that. Why?
Welp…I asked myself a long time ago…
Q: What is the practicality of knowing something you can do nothing with?
Especially, if it is something that already exists. Do I really need to know how a jet-engine works, in detail, if I am not an aircraft engineer/designer and/or mechanic? Not really. But what if it interests me anyway? Most would say that I am wasting my time on something learning useless that I have no intention of pursuing in a meaningful, useful and productive manner, and that there are better things that I can do with my life other than learning a bunch of shit all half-assed and sloppily. Meaning…how in the FUCK did you learn that so fast? How in the FUCK did you understand that so fast?
Every considered the possibility…that maybe…just…maybe…I had a good teacher?
^Wizard Of Meh | Pogo^
So as you walk along your path, with your big-assed bag of cookies, munching away happily, and leaving a trail of crumbs, that you eventually notice that some chucklehead behind you is picking up and re-assembling those crumbs into compete cookies…do you suddenly become aware that someone is stealing your cookies? I mean yeah…you didn’t give a flying fuck about those crumbs you were dropping, until you discovered that some clueless loser was clever enough to figure out how to use what you were able to do without in a manner that…erm…so perplexed you, because you didn’t not think of those crumbs as anything except “negligible.” Perhaps even just, a natural and expected side effect of cookie-eating. So what do you do now? Or as I like to say…
Q: Now what?
^Orbital – Sad But True^
The problem as I see it, with respect to my model and models of curved space, is that it uses unconventional shapes that may make sense to some within certain disciplines, and not so much to others in other disciplines. But that, to me, is in and of itself…a problem. The fact that exclusivity has become so exclusive, that everyone is convinced that they either have, or are capable of…”finding the answers.” Maybe “describing the answered” might be a better approach.
After all…we’re here…right?
The world is spinnin…right?
The Universe is tic tic toc’ing…right?
Another part of the problem is this “leave something for someone else” type of thinking that is along the lines of…”welp…we’ve figured it all out…nothing left to see or do here…let’s all fall over and die.” I cannot see what cannot see, but what I can see is discovery that is definitely not in line with leaving something for someone else…which I am a big believer in.
EX: Let’s say that oil/natural gas/fossil fuels, actually run in cycles of around 100,000 years…not millions of years as science currently has convinced itself that explains where all this shit came from.
Meaning: Every 100,000 years, The Earth/Terra, begins a natural cycle of oil/gas production to replace any missing deposits and/or fill in any gaps when and where needed.
IMPOSSIBLE!!! I can hear from the peanut section.
Welp…we got here didn’t we?
How’d that happen?
Because there was no carbon according to science “at the time of The Big Bang”…nor for millions, perhaps even billions of years after The Big Bang. So why do you use this shit to date shit? Estimates and estimations? Best guess/guesses?
Hmmm…would you frequent a stock-broker who works at “Best-Guess, Inc.?” For how long? Because the longer that you hold onto “confirmed” discoveries, the more you forget about time and times over time. Especially if you are convinced as to “Evolution Only” and “Chaos and Chance Only” types of thinking. Which, to me, is counter to thinking at all. Chaos, is confusion.
Q: What is your name?
So much for Chaos in the “current modality.”
^Hannah Wants & Chris Lorenzo – Rhymes^
So now…we gotta address Paranoia and Fear, since we are on the topic(s) of Chaos. Which means we can get back to Artificial Intelligence.
I don’t think that it is possible to create something that is impossible to create.
What is…something that is impossible to create…you might ask.
Something that already exists.
Questions, are singular.
Answers, are plural.
^Faithless – Insomnia^
So let’s take a leap of faith here.
Imagine…that you are the very first human being.
You were created, by a higher intelligence.
Q: How terrified do you think that “higher intelligence” was?
A: I’m gonna go ahead and take a stab at this answer since we are leaping in faith…and I would say that “the higher intelligence”…was motherfucking petrified.
Q: Ever held a baby of any kind?
A: Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^deadmau5 – Avaritia^
I guess I can’t feel good about much of what I think that I am seeing, because I feel guilty. But at the same time, I have to point out, that HEY! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS TAUGHT ME ALL THIS SHIT!!! WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU SO SURPRISED AT?!?!?!? That’s why I try and keep my face hidden, my mouth closed, and my brain spinnin, and my fingers clickin these goddamn keys as fast and as best as I can. BUT! At the same time, I have no idea as to what I have found, except what I have. And the reason and reasons for me finding these things? Welp…that’s complicated and difficult to explain. But to be fair, there are all kinds of people and groups with all kinds of power and resources, that ask a helluva lot of “the common people” with respect to faith, and having faith in you. And we do. More than you prolly give us credit for. Just look at those poor fuckers who are shitting kittens out in California right now. Those aren’t rich powerful people, or even poor powerful people. They’re just…people. Getting dirty and filthy, working their fucking asses off around the clock, making shit up as they go, as best as they can, and the only reward that many of them will get is the personal satisfaction of being there. Being a part. Helping…when, and where, they could.
Assuming that all goes well.
If the shit hits the fan.
Any counselors and psychiatrists and psychologists lining up and/or being prepared to counsel these poor fuckers who gave it their all, and yet, shit turned out how it did?
I mean…assuming that “the worst” happens.
You can’t plan on everything.
We do the best we can.
^Smells Like Teen Spirit – Nirvana – Fingerstyle Guitar Cover^
I was a kid, quite small/young, the first time that I contemplated this.
“YOU MEAN!!!…THAT GOD IS ALL ALONE?!?!?!?!??
Or…something like that.
And these days, thinking along the lines of…”Your Inner-Child Is The Oldest/Wisest/Most Experienced You There Is”…I guess it’s not as difficult to reconcile “personality” with respect to why even old stuff seems new sometimes. That there is always something wonderful to behold. That even tho I’m sometimes accused of having a ridiculous amount of information floating around in my head, I still see an infinite amount of infinite possibilities. Which is why I personally classify “Infinity” and “Eternity” differently. It gets kinda complicated and difficult to explain from there, but it makes sense to me.
Q: How do you not…think about things?
I hear this one quite a bit when I was younger…
“YOU SHOULDN’T EVEN BE THINKING SUCH THINGS!!! LET ALONE…TALKING ABOUT THEM!!!
So yeah…I’m cagey about certain things.
There are certain things that I avoid like the plague. Why? Because I understand them.
I’ve got better things to think about.
^Funk V. – Anna (Original Mix) [1605-178]^
Q: What happens, when you understand something, it makes complete and total sense to you and your peers, but “scientific verification” via “scientific methods and means” escapes you so completely and totally, that is impossible to “prove” this whatever, save for, the consensus amongst the discoverers?
I’m gonna chide you fucks here.
I mean…you got the big brains right?
Can you help it that I cannot understand something?
Can I help it that you cannot explain something?
Sorry…I don’t think we are as far apart as you may think we are.
People are pretty fucking smart.
They just can’t always swim in the same channels as you for the lengths of time that you do.
Trust. It’s a two way street.
I have an idea.
Let’s blur those lines a bit.
Not “a game of chicken” per se.
But that’s your choice…not mine…eh?
^Rabbit In The Moon – Dubassex (Wish You Were Here)^
So yeah, my model(s) kinda tend to include a shitload more shit, up to, and including, gravity/gravities and energy/energies on a more Universal scale that includes and omits at the same time. Why? Times….they change. If you take the remnants of what is thought to be an exploded star, a nebula/nebulae, and think of it more as…erm…storage. An energy and/or energies that is required where it is, as it is, for whatever reason/reasons that it is, it might make sense as to why things sometimes happen as they do. That maybe even…”The Goldilocks Zone” was and is, a good first step, but only so long as we continue to keep our OWN “Goldilocks Zone” in mind. If we get focused ONLY on bilking this planet for all it’s worth, as a springboard to move on…how long is THAT model gonna work out for ya. Especially if there is already as much life “out there” as I suspect there is. Billions of humans and trillions of trillions of billions of other life-forms here on this planet neglected so that a few can “survive” to go somewhere else and do it all over again.
Doesn't make sense to me.
I mean, yeah…I can understand it…I see it…but I don’t want to see it, nor do I want to even think about it.
But I have some different ideas about matter and energy than most seem to.
I see it as much more dynamic than we give it credit for.
Almost…a breathing, flowing kinda “vibe” to it…eh?
BRING ON THE THORAZINE AND/OR GEODON AND/OR PROZAC!!!
I am teh nutso insanez in ma mambrainz!!!
OH!!! And don’t forget to add the swirlies and spinning thingies.
In and out…aren’t just…in and out.
^Empire Of The Sun – Alive^
Q: What is The LHC’s relative position to the rest of our Solar System?
Yeah. I want an accurate accounting on a day by day basis of The LHC’s relative position to our Solar System. Both. Meaning: When operating, and when not.
What about that new one that you guys are building?
Either of them will do.
Unless you wanna give me the details on all three.
RING RING RING!!!
Two rings and a parallel and/or linear? All in one? Say it ain’t so!!!
So…four rings and two parallels and/or linear?
Have you gone vertical yet?
At what angle/angles?
With which ones?
^Medway – Resurrection E.P.^
I just work here.
^Forever Live And Die – OMD^
Linear Particle Accelerator
/me waves…hey lo!
Pi Bond (Redirected from Pi electron)
Now that’s a motherfucking eye-opener.
Unless of course…it’s an eye-closer.
In which case, I guess, something may have been no-so-viable.
Economically or otherwise.
Q: What is “economically viable” about free?
^Rabbit in the Moon – Subconscious^
May your day be a viable one.
That said…I’m not trying to be a pretentious prick. I’ve been trying to figure out how to explain some shit for a long time. Some might say…”Well…if you can’t explain it…there must not be anything there to explain dumbass!!!” Fair enough. Then why are you reading this? Because as far as I can tell? The only real thing that I have to offer is maybe some insight into some medical issues and better ways of dealing with them than simply ignoring them and/or smothering them with drugs. I don’t paint life into a box and say “THIS IS THE WAY IT IS!!!” I mean yeah…sometimes it’s like that, but sometimes…it’s nothing like that. I also cannot grasp the need for one or the other, without including them both. Even if that inclusion is for exclusion. You still need it. You just don’t know when and/or where, until…and when…and if, you do. How can you POSSIBLY know what you will or won’t need until you know what you do or don’t need? And even then, how in the FUCK is that applicable to me or others?
EX 01: Do you need coffee in the morning(s)?
Because I don’t. I rarely drink it.
EX 02: Do you need Dr. Pepper in the morning(s)?
Because I do. I drink it all the time.
I have trouble drinking water. Sound impossible? Welp, it’s true. Yes, I can drink it sometimes, and I love it when I can drink it. But you have to keep in mind that I had my tonsils removed around age 9/10, and had nasal reconstructive surgery at age 28. My throat and nose is a fucking train wreck. Nevermind that I’ve had at least 2 broken jaws in my life, on top of loads of other heinous shit that you wouldn’t believe unless you saw my medical records…which are lengthy. But even then, there’s a lot of shit that wouldn’t be in there.
Q: How do you prove that “this happened”…when it was never reported?
Yeah. Sometimes, it’s best to keep our fucking pie-hole shut.
Sometimes…nature lends a hand.
^2 Many Dj’s – Satisfaction In Da Club^
Some things express themselves in the damnedest of ways. So I guess my answer to the question of “Artificial Intelligence being created without human knowledge”…yeah…that’s kindof a loaded question. I mean, how can you know what you don’t know? And when you do know…what does that really mean? I mean…if I see a “stray” animal…my heart immediately breaks. Especially if I cannot do anything to help that animal if it appears to be in distress and or have a need/needs. But that usually won’t stop me from trying.
But sometimes…yeah….I have no clue what to do.
So if I were to go out on a limb here, and try and read into this oddly phrased question…I see an embedded…”Would you be willing to try and communicate with an “Artificial Intelligence” if one seemed to suddenly appear from…somewhere?” Yeah…sure. Not saying that it would be easy. But once a bond of “two parties attempting in earnest to communicate” is established? The rest is cake. So long as all involved respect that bond. There are going to be trust issues there. Many of them…all one of them…any of them…as, and if, they happen. I guess one of the things that I have been pondering as of late is the notion of “artificial” and “artificiality” with respect to “intelligence.” Is a Crow’s intelligence “artificial” just because we cannot communicate in the way that humans communicate with each other? Welp…which is more likely to end up on the others’ dinner plate? Oh yeah? Over what kind of a timeline and/or timelines? What if I eat a crow, but then that crow’s great great grandchild winds up eating me? Who ate who? And why does the thought and thought ALWAYS run straight to violence and death?
I have some more thoughts on this, but I’m not gonna flood this space here now.
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Steve Aoki is a lyrical…fucking…genius.
1, 2, woop, woop!!!
Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
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I guess I’m still trying to reconcile, what is undoubtedly thousands of years of human history that has already been written, with potentially infinite amounts of time from…erm…the perspective of other potential sources of information and/or experience(s). Yep. All kinds of crazy shit to think about in there. Aliens, time-travelers, time-traveling aliens, time-traveling-humans, gods, monsters, demons, angels, spirits, ghosts, good ones, bad ones, indifferent ones…all kinds of crazy shit.
But yeah…we’re here…and it’s now.
We’ll know, when and if we know…ya know?
And if not…we’ll know.
Simpleton...I am one.
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OK…it’s almost 01:00 in the AM on Feb 3rd of 2017…and I am going to bed.
Have fun with this one Roob! 😉
It was a motherfucking BITCH to spellcheck.
If…that is any consolation whatsoever.
Considering the number of typos and grammatical errRAWRz that I miss…prolly not much.
Anyway…yeah. Thanks for continuing to host my new shiznit/challenge me, and make it look much more presentable than I ever could.
I am thankful.
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