… What I didn’t do at the time, something that I always do, was to visit Etymology Online to find out if ‘lucuna’ had a meaning and how its root had developed in time…
lacuna (n.)
“blank or missing portion in a manuscript,” 1660s, from Latin lacuna “hole, pit,” figuratively “a gap, void, want,” diminutive of lacus “pond, lake; hollow, opening” (see lake (n.1)). The Latin plural is lacunae. The word has also been used in English from c. 1700 in the literal Latin sense in anatomy, zoology, botany. The adjectival forms have somewhat sorted themselves: Mathematics tends to use lacunary (1857), natural history lacunose (1816), and lacunar (n.) is used in architecture of paneled ceilings (1690s), so called for their sunken compartments. Leaving lacunal (1846) for the manuscript sense.
*Sign language? Interesting – I think of synchromysticism as sign language for the def…*
… Then yesterday, a new missive arrived in my inbox! No. #168, one that Cade wrote on the 13th January 2021, but only sent yesterday. He explained his reason for the delay, butt I shall not divulge it here…
*’Cos it’s no one’s fuckin’ bidness, butt his own, Clicky…*
… Four missives from the Okie Text US Devil have been posted at the LoL in meantime, however…
… Doo go take a look. Or not. As always, Dear Reader, that decision is entirely up to you. Now here is Cade’s lacuna missive.
Enjoy! ❤
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Greetings fellow humans, humanoids, and other assorted entities residing in gravity. My name is Cade F.O.N Apollyon, and I would like to welcome you to this edition of “Missive From ‘Merica”. My co-hosts are RooBeeDoo, her assistant Clicky, and by the time you read this they have likely formatted and polished this particular writing of mine to a high shine.
You should know from the start here that I have made a decision to take the writing in a different direction today, as it would appear that some consider my writing as terse. Acerbic. Vulgar. Dirty. Offensive. Racist. Misogynistic. Disrespectful. Blasphemous. Too forward or too direct. Too cluttered, disorganized and sloppy. Too happy-go-lucky and freewheeling. Too loosey-goosey with the rules. Too non-standard, abstract and misty. Too vague. Too distant and nonsensical and even pointless. Too…
Zen.
For your own personal peace of mind, I would like to remedy this. All of it.
With that in mind, I, today, shall take my first baby-steps into a new world. No longer shall I endeavor to write in such a way as to inspire you to think with your own mind and leave you with your own thoughts to make your own decisions; I shall now strive to dictate your thoughts and your thinking for you. I will strive to find all your answers for you, and then deliver them to you. I shall strive to add my own voice to that of the echo chamber. I shall join the resonant drone so as to add more power to the socially acceptable mantra(s). Perhaps my finally joining the throng will be the straw that breaks the camel’s back, and this whole mess will, finally, and completely, self-destruct.
Thank you for putting me on the path. Thank you for showing me the light. Thank you for saving me from myself for your own benefit.
Namaste.
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Last night’s dream was terrible. I could get nothing right. Everything I did was wrong: was clumsy, was awkward, everything I touched ended in complete disaster. The worst part about the dream though? I remembered it when I awoke. I already get everything wrong in my waking life. ‘Tis a shame that I am now getting it wrong in my dreams.
No stranger to dreams here. Dreams are a regular part of my life, dreaming is a regular and frequent occurrence, and they are always strange in that they always seem to be completely detached from reality. There are very real things in them sure, but they always, I mean always, take a strange turn that is so completely unexpected that the reality within the dream is shattered.
I have been dreaming every night, without fail, ever since around July/August of 2019. The thing is, I’ve started to not remember my dreams very much, which is highly unusual for me personally.
Alas, I must bail out of this section. I must digress and write something else.
I was going to regale you, the reader, with the all of the details and specifics of last night’s dream, but I have completely lost my nerve. My shyness has kicked in, self-preservation mode has been activated, I’ve lost my train of thought, and I’m far too fearful at this point to share my dream with you for fear of being thought of as a complete freak. My courage has left me.
Apologies.
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Should dance be considered a martial art? Strange question, but I must ask it. It would help some if you, the reader, has an understanding of what a martial art is.
Martial arts are codified systems and traditions of combat practiced for a number of reasons such as self-defense; military and law enforcement applications; competition; physical, mental, and spiritual development; entertainment; and the preservation of a nation’s intangible cultural heritage.
Disarming. Dance, dances and dancing are disarming. There are a great many people, in the world, right now, doing dances, in order to disarm people. Making an effort to get the masses to drop their guard or lower their weapons. Molding the hearts and minds of individuals, in the moment, so as to get them to behave in a way that is more conducive to that which suits the dancer’s purpose. And that is the purpose of the dance: to focus a certain specific energy in a certain specific direction.
Typically, I’d think a dancer would want anyone watching to be pleased. Sure, the dancer wants to express themselves, and dance is the art form they’ve chosen as a medium for this expression, but they are going to want others to like their efforts. They are going to want to be accepted and garner approval from others. They are going to want to know that their time in learning to dance has been well spent. The audience has fallen under your spell, and will now behave according to your wishes.
Approval.
Acceptance.
With that, I must question that which is a martial art, which is typically not considered a martial art. Question those things that allow an individual to command and control a situation. Why? I’ve began to ponder the idea that if dance can be considered a martial art, so too can theatre. So now I must question the nature of theatre. I must question my preconceived notions about what is and is not theatre.
Is a street performance to be construed as theatre? Is a public gathering to be considered a street performance?
Is a riot to be considered a street performance?
Is giving a briefing outside of 10 Downing Street to be considered a street performance?
Is “a mass shooting” to be considered a street performance?
Is a reporter reporting from the site of some event to be considered a street performance?
Is all of that theatre? Is any of it?
Is the point of theatre to titillate, excite and entertain? To rouse and/or stir emotion(s) in their audience? Furthermore, is it the point of the theatre company and players to swing these emotions for their own benefit? What does the audience get in return, and do they get their money’s worth?
Is that what this is all about? Money?
Oh my, that does not look like writing that is going to please an audience. I am putting entirely too much pressure on the reader’s shoulders. I should be giving answers instead of asking questions.
Pardon me whilst I digress to a something that maybe I can hold a thought on.
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Not being fond of being told what to do, there are only two possibilities…
Uno: The person telling me what to do knows how to do what they want done, but they see the task as beneath them and they have better things to do anyway, so they farm the work out.
Dos: The person telling me what to do does not know how to do what they want done, so they farm the work out to someone else in the hopes that this other individual can figure it out.
If número uno is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, I have to consider exclusivity and mentoring factors. Does the assignor assist in the task? Or are they throwing the assignee to the wolves.
Repulsion.
If número dos is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, you now have not one person who doesn’t know how to do a something, but two. I have to think about how many more “non knowing” individuals may be drawn into this endeavor in order to complete the task.
Gravitation.
What I am thinking about here is the nature of enterprise. What lifts up, and what pushes down? And I must, must, consider time.
If someone assigns me the task of completing and proving the GUT (Grand Unified Theory), is it a something that can actually be done? Are we humans actually capable of both understanding and explaining the Universe in its totality?
Am I?
Or is this just a time sinkhole meant to keep me occupied whilst others go off and do their own thing? A distraction in which the assignors have no real investment in the dangerous aspects seeing as how I am the one who will fail, hence all blame will rest upon my shoulders. I am inept, not the theory.
To be completely truthful, I, most of the time, do not have a problem with being told what to do. In fact, I tend to operate best in environments where I am told what to do. If I have to be self-reliant in dreaming up work for myself, I am most certainly going to be out in the fringes working on abstract things that others are likely to deem to far too distant to be relevant within the current time-frame. Leave me to my own devices, and the realms of the negligible is where you’ll find me. Splashing along the shoreline in the waters upon the far shores. The long odds. The impossible. The unknowable.
In order to be understood, I want, and perhaps need, another to tell me what to do.
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We are only just now starting to see a lot of things in our world. Things that have existed for very long times, we perhaps have heard of them, but they so stretched the imagination that we could not comprehend that such things were possible. As such, we relegate these thing to the world(s) of myth and legend. Fantasy. Tall tales. Some real something that has been so embellished upon that it doesn’t actually exist, and certainly is not as advertised.
Not so anymore.
We can fire up our own personal communication devices of all kinds, and know almost instantly what is transpiring anywhere in the world. We can also know things that are happening in our solar system, in our galaxy, and even around the Universe. Perhaps not so timely with those last three, but we can certainly know more, and quicker, than at any point in our known history. We can be told, by others, what is going on, where, and maybe even why this something is happening.
I wonder sometimes how well you yourself interpolate information. Not interpret – interpolate. Although the two do share some concepts, there is a difference between the two. Alas, because of my new paradigm, I can no longer provide links to definitions for your consideration. I guess I am, again, gonna have to digress, and you’re just gonna have to do all the legwork yourself if you wanna figure out where I was going with all of this.
Apologies.
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With everyone being sick and tired of lockdown, one thing that it has achieved, which most may not think about, is that transmission by hand has almost certainly been curtailed. And I’m not talking about transmission of disease(s) by hand either, I’m talking about the transmission of data and information by hand.
Instructions. Orders.
Perhaps give a few short moments to consider the last time you saw anything at all via the press about any “terrorist” anything.
This is supposedly how most terrorist groups transfer their information…by hand. Circumvents all those electronic snoopers that have gotten so damn good at monitoring anything and everything. I’d imagine that lockdown has made any “terrorist” organization(s) have to rethink their information channels and adapt. And this lockdown has likely also changed the dynamics of leakers and how they operate. You may be able to still grab sensitive or classified info, but getting the info elsewhere on some physical media just got really difficult.
I’m sure lockdown has had the effect of giving surveillance networks some really unique insight as to how data moves/is moving when they have more or less of a monopoly on the information channels.
Bollocks.
I just started to re-read that section and have noticed that I am, yet again, slipping right back into my old writing style. Putting that comfortable clothing on. Returning to my natural ragamuffin state.
Learning to express yourself in a way that is pleasing to others is rough.
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Sick … and tired … of lockdown. The cure is the sickness.
Good news, Dear Reader 😀 I have finally, finally finished and submitted my story for Underdog Anthology XIV…
*Something like that, Clicky…*
… I still have to find a dead poet’s poem to mutilate for the Afterword, but Leggy is hoping to publish the new volume in the next week or so, and I will then post ‘Walk I, With You’ for you here at the LoL…
*Yeah, I used an image from the story for that tweet…*
…Right now, however, we have a new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text Us Devil, on the subject of synchronicity/synchromysticism. If you have any interest in the subject whatsoever, it’s not to be missed. And even if you don’t, it’s a bloody good read anyway.
Scroll on, Dear Reader, scroll on…
… And enjoy! ❤
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Captain….CAPTAIN, Jack Sparrow.
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Did you know that, according to Google Translate, “tur” is German for “door”?
Did you know that “TUR” is the NASDAQ ticker for some fund based on Turkish equities?
A holy crusade should be started. A holy crusade to eliminate all evildoers on the entire planet. That way, when all evildoers are dead, only the good will remain. So, if I survive these purges, that means I too, am good.
Right?
Well, there will still be murderers left because the good who killed all the bad are still alive. And I guess there will still be thieves because the murderers took something that did not belong to them. And there will be liars because all of this murder and theft was predicated upon there being no more evildoers left in the world.
We're right back to where we started.
Hrm… maybe it would be best to skip all those shenanigans and just leave things more or less as they are?
^The Living Deads – Everything is Broke (But Our Love) Official Music Video^
This time a year ago (April 2020/when the lockdown started) oil dropped to $11.26 per bbl and gasoline prices fell through the floor. Now, it’s back up to over $60 per bbl, and it’s being projected that by summer/fall of 2021, oil will be up to around $80 per bbl. Oil hasn’t been over $80 per bbl since October of 2014.
Hrm…relying on nCoV-2019 vaccinations, to rally demand for oil. I wonder what other types of things those in the market are relying upon nCoV-2019 vaccinations to rally. Further have to wonder if people aren’t getting vaccinated, does that mean the rallies aren’t gonna happen? I wonder if rich people/powerful people get rowdy when they want they want a rally to happen, but it doesn’t. Do they riot, and if so, how and where do they riot/tear shit up?
^CHEECH AND CHONG- MEXICAN AMERICANS *HQ*^
The concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Teach people how to recognize and observe the phenomena. My experience has been that Synchronicity cannot be taught. If you start pointing weird shit out, people are initially going to query you as to how you saw such a small and insignificant event. Over time, they will start to look at you really fucking strangely.
Even suspiciously.
They may go so far as to accuse you of being the engine that is driving this phenomenon because it only seems to happen when you are around. Or at least, you are the only one that seems to be able to see this stuff, no one else seems to catch it, although yes, once you point it out, they see it too. Maybe at this point it’s important to point out that “seeing” (to me anyway) is one of the more overrated parts of the experience. It may sometimes be a smell, or a sound, or a feeling, or even an aggregate of sensory input that generates a deja vu type of vibe, except with synchronicities the feeling is more like you’re experiencing something that has already happened in the future rather than re-experiencing a something that has happened in the past.
I’m getting off-track…lemme get back on topic. It is likely possible to teach one to recognize Synchronicity, but I’d think an interest on the part of the learner is gonna be necessary.
^[mau5trap exclusive premiere]: i_o – LOW^
Seriously…who in the hell wants to be an observer?
A: Fucking no one.
You don’t wanna be in the stands, you wanna be on the field, be in the game. You wanna be making things happen, not be at the whims of chance and just standing their helpless as events unfold because of those who are actually participating and driving things.
Glory. Glory!!!BUCKETLOADS OF GLORY!!!
You want it. You want them.
This is really just me vocalizing my ineptitude at figuring out how one teaches another to be a good observer. How to develop your communication skills so as to be able to be accurate in expressing yourself and relating events to 3rd parties. But to be honest, when it comes to synchronicity, anyone who seeks you out for help is likely to already be either a novice or perhaps even intermediate due to the nature of synchronicity. You were just minding your business one day, and suddenly, the Universe grabbed you by the nape of the neck and chunked your sorry ass into the deep end, and that was the first and last time you could ever be qualified as a “beginner”. Its all uphill from there, and chances are you possess tools you didn’t even know you had before this journey even started.
It is with all that in mind that I reiterate…the concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Maybe its not about teaching as much as it is about learning. Maybe even sharing. Maybe there’s an equality type of trait nested within where the teacher and student hats are always and forever interchangeable. There are no masters, there is only mastery.
Some people are probably gonna REALLYdislike such a concept.
No room for advancement.
No way to become a name.
No way to become a face.
^Ace of Spades (Official Music Video) – Hayseed Dixie^
Hey…you’ve always wanted to get to know people. That must also mean you want people to get to know you. Welp, they are. Problem is, there may not be a whole lotta reciprocation going on.
They, know you. You, are not them.
^Vince Gill & Jerry Douglas – Oklahoma Borderline (Live 2004) (Promo Only)^
You may have to suspend disbelief if you listen to this next song.
Just hang in there...you will reach the “wtf?!?” part soon enough.
^JINJER – Pisces (Live Session) | Napalm Records^
SO! For those who journeyed into that video, and stuck with it long enough to reach the “wtf?!?” moment, lets us see some of the more or less boring mechanics of how some sweet little soft-spoken pixie learns to summon and master the dark vocal forces of hell.
Is that misogynist of me? Sexist? Referring to a person who I do not know nor have any sort of relationship with as “a sweet little soft-spoken pixie”? To be fair, she was/is singing to me. Or at me.
/shrug
^’How To Growl’ Basics: 3 Safe Ways To Learn False Cord Technique^
Prolly not that much different than anything else. You want to learn to do something, you see how others do it, then you practice, practice, practice.
I admit that when I watched that Jinjer/Pisces video, I did not believe what I was hearing. The video is supposedly live, but if you are as old as I am and have been around the musical block a few times, you learn that a “live” recording is…well, not necessarily as “live” as they say it is. Most of the time a “live” recording has been sent back to the engineers for cleanup, and many of the nuances of a live performance have been removed. Also need to point out that electronic vocal processing has reached the point to where there is virtually nothing that one cannot do digitally. So I had to ask myself…
”Wait, let’s say that they are heaping a shitload of vocal processing on her voice in order to make her sound like a man. Is that really any different than some pop diva using autotune, so that she never hits any sour notes? Or even putting a reverb or delay or EQ or compression or some other effect on a more or less clean voice?”
I used to sometimes run my own voice straight into a distortion pedal to get my voice to sound like I wanted. Yep, plugged the microphone directly into a distortion pedal made for guitar. Lolz (true story) Screaming is hard on the voice. Talk to any USMC drill instructor, and chances are their voice sounds like rocks in a woodchipper from all of that screaming.
With all this in mind, I went back and watched the Jinjer/Pisces video again, and I watched nothing but her lips and her throat, and tried to keep her posture in my periphery so I could see what her diaphragm was doing. I also tried to listen for any hints of more or less “female” sounding tones embedded within the signal I was hearing. I heard some. Also, the video angles and cuts are as such that it is damn rough to look for those tiny accentuations in the face and neck which reveal connections to certain tones. I still doubt as to whether she is actually producing these sounds.
So let’s do this…lets see if we can find a something where they are live live…like on-stage live at a concert, and see if it still looks disconnected.
^JINJER – Pisces (Live at Wacken Open Air 2019) | Napalm Records^
FUCK!!!She’s now got a goddamn huge neck tattoo obscuring everything!!!
Hrm.
That certainly doesn’t help seeing whether or not veins are popping out in her neck, nor does it make it easy to see what the larynx is doing. So now I have to go back and listen to both the studio live and concert live versions, bounce back and forth and see just how similar the screamed/growled parts are. They do sound similar, but not in a Milli Vanilli/lipsyncing kind of way as much of a “how does the vocal tones of the live studio version sound so damn close to the on-stage live version?” kind of way. Are we learning to learn how to learn about strange coincidences yet?
Fuck this…let,s get the straight dope right out of the growler’s mouth.
^How Jinjer’s Tatiana Shmayluk Learned to Scream^
Formed a new band last week.
Avant Garde Fart Cracklings
Our first album “Crispy Burnt Leftovers In The Bottom Of The Pan” should drop soon. Which reminds me…
if Sulfur smelled like apple blossoms, would farts be more popular?
^Stevie Ray Vaughan – Texas Flood (from Live at the El Mocambo)^
Do you prefer to know the secret behind the magician’s tricks, or are you just here for the magic? Or both?
It is nice to be able to control others. Especially to control the magician.
^Lonnie Mack – Wham! (1963)^
The fog days of summer are rapidly approaching.
‘“Further analysis" is taking place to determine what breed they were.’
^Lightnin’ Hopkins – It’s A Sin To Be Rich, It’s A Low-Down Shame To Be Poor^
Ever since this “Q” or “QAnon” stuff has fallen on its face and its followers have gotten all grumpy and discombobulated, it has been quite amazing to see just how quickly the “Disclosure” peeps have also turned on their own masters.
— Somewhere in the Skies Podcast (@SomewhereSkies) April 2, 2021
Which reminds me, I watched a documentary the other day called “Alien Reptilian Legacy”.
This appears to be from 2015, but I don't think I've seen this one. Primary on my mind is…how relevant is 6+ year old information? 🤔
Sci-Fi Central – – – – – – – – – – Alien Reptilian Legacy | Reptilians Living On Earth Documentaryhttps://t.co/GWYPKBRxCT
— Cade FON Apollyon (@CadeFonApollyon) April 2, 2021
I’m not exactly big on pointing out certain physical features nor making derogatory type comparisons, but holy FUCK! As soon as David Icke appeared, I was like…”damn, that dude appears to be physically turning into the very thing that he hates…a Reptilian.” Besides that, the documentary was pretty fucking boring tho. Not to mention that the whole Reptilian thing is muddy as fuck since some seem to think that the Reptilians are the good guys, Greys are the bad guys, and others think the opposite. (Greys = Good, Reptilians = Bad) Um…I’ve never seen a Reptilian. Nor a Grey. Nor any other fucking extraterrestrial as far as that goes. Seen some goddamn freaky-assed human weirdos come out of the Ufology community, but never seen an alien. Cept via the wizardry of books, film and television. Which reminds me, its been a while since I checked to see how many alien species are now said to reside on Earth/Terra. I think last time I checked, there was around 78 different aliens visiting from 78 different planets. Lets see if any new aliens have landed.
That’s more along the lines of what I’m looking for in that it’s timely, but that’s just projections from a more or less legit entity in the scientific community (SETI). I need an updated list of the honest-to-God extraterrestrial beings that are currently hanging their space hats on Earth.
GAH!!! That’s more capitalist wet market bullshit. I need aliens with space ships and phasers and warp drives and cloaking devices and chicks with three tits and other assorted technological advances.
I cannot read much of that article because it is behind a paywall. Which, hey…remember at carnivals where a certain amount of money would get you inside of the tent, but if you wanted to keep going to the various shows inside, you had to pay additional? They tempt you with all those banners, but the truth is that the fee to get in the door is only one fee of many. You then get shown the exit, your funds are depleted, and you’re not exactly sure what in the fuck just happened nor what you actually got for your cash.
^Billy Preston – Will It Go Round in Circles^
I got yet another question for you to chew on…
Q: Where do the disaffected go?
A: ?? ( o ) ( o ) ??
They’ve rebelled, gone their own way, found their own path…but are they welcomed back and nestled into the bosom of mamma’s embrace when everything collapses? Make no mistake, “they” want you as part of their team. They’ll split, divide and set you assunder via any and all means in order to get you into the fold. Build a something up, and tear it right the fuck back down so you have nowhere else to go. Has an air of demonstrating and reinforcing who the rightful owners are…eh? Have any idea what I’m talking about here?
Q: Who owns the Universe and everything in it?
A: ? ó¿ó ?
You’re on your own in answering this one. Maybe if you weren’t fighting like hell to get these fuckers on a pedestal, you wouldn’t find yourself fighting like hell to get them off.
Get them off…the pedestal. Not like get them off get them off. Although…you are getting off getting them on, and, getting off getting them off.
Sounds like you are getting the better end of the deal.
^Dr. John – Right Place Wrong Time^
Lets us take a spin around The Synchrosphere, yeah? Been a long time since I’ve done that, so lets see if we can see what the synchromystics/synchronauts are up to.
NOTE: Just because you aren’t one of the popular kids in the popular cliques doesn’t make what you do any less important. There are likely metric-mega-fucktons of people out there doing their thing who have no idea that “The Synchrosphere” is even a thing. They just keep on chugging, keep digging, keep learning, irrespective of what the cool kids are doing. Many of them prolly aren’t trying to carve out their own niche either. Just slogging through the craziness and trying to figure out what they are doing right and what they are doing wrong.
Lemme break out of that “note” and give a coupla examples of what I mean.
The guys name was Noah Green that drove his car into the Capital.
How many times have I posted Noah's Ark? How much more do I have to prove to all of you? Oh wait, I forgot-I don't have A blue checkmark or I'm not an "Elite" "Star" for any of it to matter. https://t.co/UVaMySc7fIpic.twitter.com/oyZYacoT6K
Now, I’ve seen a lot of stuff like that over time. They seem to be under the impression that they are completely alone, the only source of “truth”, and all this stuff they are seeing is driving them bonkers because they are shouting into the void and no one seems to be heeding their warnings. But at the same time, this individual does appear to be trying prove something, as well as trying to carve out their own niche because they seem to think that getting “Twitter Verified” will make everything they say and do OK. Validation by the very system(s) they seem to be at odds with, will, I guess, make their predictions more mostest trueerist of all because the message is getting out to millions instead of just a few hundred and people are actually listening! Or something. Maybe its a matter of money. Getting paid to do what you do is a helluva validation in our world and times.
The Moose, or BuckoTheMoose. I cannot speak for them, but I would imagine they would almost assuredly NOT consider themselves a Synchronaut. It’s probable he doesn’t even know what in the hell Synchromysticism even is (not that anyone else does either…heh). Hell, they could be the high priest of synchronicity for all I know.
I do kinda know “The Moose”, however. He’s a cool cat, but also very outspoken/pulls no punches. I’ve never really spoken with him about anything “spiritual”, nor have I seen him mention anything along the lines of more mainstream types of spiritual stuff. He appears to like cars, good beer, good cigars, is laid back, astute, has a great sense of humor, so yeah I guess he’s all about spiritual stuff. Just maybe not the same spiritual virtue signaling type bullshit that the herd considers to be spiritual. You know, spiritual virtue signaling…
like getting all dressed up in your religious uniform(s);
going to virtue display barn (church or maybe a political rally);
join in enthusiastically with the virtue signaling chants;
nod approvingly (but otherwise keep your piehole shut) as the messages from on high are delivered;
fall on your face and cry and wail for acceptance by the pure and holy;
maybe even get to rub palms with a few of the elite…
you know, virtue signaling.
Digress.
The Moose may not be your typical Synchronaut, but they’re a cog in the wheel. Not only that, they are their own wheel. A voice. Their voice. To exclude them would be tragic.
OK!!! So, enough of trying to figure out the synchronistic forces and dynamics at work on our planet, and lets off to see what the big guns are up to.
Yes, that’s right…the Synchromysticism Forums are BACK!!!
Cept not.
I admit that I’ve known for some time that these forums were there, but I further admit I’ve not given it much of a look. It appears that only one person posts there (Peg from the old whatchacallit forums), and a lot of it appears to be only reposts of news stories…all of which are separated by the same ad over and over where someone is plugging “astrological mini-readings” for $50 via cellphone text message. The forums layout is confusing, the giant pictures in the Table of Contents make no sense, and the whole place seems to be more about “Q” and “Truthers” than they seem to be about Synchronicity and/or Synchromysticism.
Now, is it possible that the one person who is making all the posts over there is actually a community account shared by several people? Sure. Maybe they’ve decided to take a 4Chan type approach to administration in order to bundle everything under a single moniker, so that the reader has no idea who is posting what. But even if that is so, as of the time of this writing, the forums only has 1046 posts in 575 topics, and there are only 11 registered members.
11.
Not gonna be much discussion going on with only 11 registered members when only one of those registered users appears to speak. The forum layout also seems to be structured in such a way to discourage discourse. Topics are WAY to detailed and specific, there’s no readily apparent and coherent parent-child type of inheritance, and I assume the thought process here was to make moderation easier by putting all of the burden of staying on-topic on the posters.
Don't stay on topic? BANNED!!! Simple.
Very authoritarian, hopelessly rigid and completely counter-intuitive to the erratic and unpredictable nature of Synchronicity. I can only assume that the goal is to amass useful and usable information. Actionable lists of worthwhile data.
Oh well, it’s their forums, they can do whatever they please with them. As to the Evergreen Consulting/Jen Psaki thing, controlling the shipping lanes and intercepting freight is how you make money in the datastreams. Just gotta add your own node to the existing infrastructure(s).
Spirals are syncy in my own sphere(s) as of late. This post is kinda interesting because only yesterday I crossed paths with that image above, and there’s been lots of holes and sinkhole types of things appearing on my radar. But what I’ve been mainly thinking about is a particular axis/view that is usually required to identify a spiral. Take for example the rifling within a barrel of a firearm/gun. You really need to be able to look up/down the barrel in order to best see the twist of the rifling. From the side you get more of a sine wave type of impression. But in the case of say a spiral galaxy, a side view will give the impression that there is no spiral at all. Just a cloudy more or less flat blob of a murky mess with maybe some wedge-shaped properties.
Kinda weird how the up/down of the z-axis changes based upon observer perspective in those two instances. Whatever this weird “edge” is I keep seeing tho? I can’t quite put my finger on it. I cannot tell if it’s a reset type thing where the reset somehow carries conditional types of properties over in order to exist in two places at the same time, or if there is simply a dimension that I’m missing. Perhaps there is always an inverse to the more forward types of dimensions so as to preserve information when one reaches the edge where dimensions cease to exist.
EX: The edge of the Universe.
Maybe I’m thinking too much in the micro scale and thinking too much about shrinkage instead of expansion and/or macro scale(s). Maybe the dimensions do not shrink when one reaches the edge. Maybe they expand. Maybe they both expand and shrink. Whatever it is, the typical 3/4/5/8+ types of dimensions that create our reality seem to become incoherent as a specific and succinct set. Perhaps the existence of an inverse carries an accurate enough stack of data in such a way that matter which becomes corrupt in our Universe/reality can and will remanifest itself elsewhere, all while giving the appearance of existing in two places simultaneously. Spooky action kinds of stuff that is not easily identified as such. We are, afterall, talking about more or less zero-times between extraordinarily remote/distant objects.
I can't quite put my finger on it.
^Depth Charge – Shaolin Buddha Finger^
Let us off to downunderland where their fall is just getting cranked up in anticipation of winter…
Brizdaz can always be counted on for having some interesting shiz, and today is no different. Looks like there’s some Synchronistic learnin’ going on there, and even tho I wrote the top bits of this post several days ago, its still kinda weird to see the connections. But hell, who am kidding. Synchronicity is nothing new, and the concept itself has likely been around since long before Jung got his hands on it. So…
Q: Where is the new?
A: Right here.
Me, you, him, her, it, they, them, us…all of this shit may be as old as dirt, but it’s new as fuck to us.
^The Police – Synchronicity II^
Looks like Rune Soup has a new podcast series type thingie or something…
Those vids are about an hour each so I’ll prolly forgo for the time being. Prolly won’t watch them later either because I’m lazy af.
Which reminds me…a certain someone who I shall not name (RooBeeDoo) noticed recently that a someone who hasn’t posted a blog post in a very long time had a new post up. Let’s saunter over there.
^Ween – Strap On That Jammypac^
SynchoMiss has posted on her blog for the first time in like 4 years…
I have no idea where she’s been. Actually, that’s not true because I bumped into her on Twitter several years ago and I guess she’s kinda more active there.
I have no idea who she is.
Actually, that’s true. I have no idea who any of these fucking weirdos are. Just a buncha freaks being weird and doing strange stuff. Like…writing. And like I guess…reading. And then like…writing some more (all of which are pretty damn strange).
Anyway, yeah I like reading people’s blogs, just have completely lost the heart to do it. I don’t drop in with an encouraging hi, nor howdy, nor keep going, nor kiss my ass, nor fuck off and die…nothing. Nada. My heart just ain’t in it currently.
/queue sad music
Me me me me me em mem mememememememememememememe
Yeah, this post is already 9 pages long and I should likely get it over to Roob before Doomsday gets here.
^The Cramps. Bikini Girls With Machine Guns.^
We’ve got 800 fucking billion forms of communication available to us on this planet, and not a single motherfucker on this entire rock seems to be able to figure out how to communicate with one another.
Am currently suffering from a wicked case of flabbergastritis.
*No, I am not getting the jab, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… The government can take their bloody jab and their poxy passport and stick ’em up their…*
Cade Fon Apollyon has sent through a sexy, new missive and it is a veritable grab bag of goodies for you to explore. Lots of treats to tickle your fancy and stimulate your noodle. Don’t be shy, dive in and if you get wet…
Enjoy! 😉
*******
! ! ! R \ AINBOWCAK / E ! ! !
! ! ! RA \ INBOWCA / KE ! ! !
! ! ! RAI \ NBOWC / AKE ! ! !
! ! ! RAIN \ BOW / CAKE ! ! !
! ! ! RAINB \ O / WCAKE ! ! !
! ! ! R A I N B / O \ W C A K E ! ! !
...mmmm...
…cake…
! !
^Rainbow roll cake master made by coloring hundreds of times / korean street food^
Asians are reportedly under attack in North America. Wait…if you are physically located in North America, doesn’t that make you a North American and not an Asian? So basically, North Americans are reportedly under attack in North America.
Asian AMERICANS. Hrm. So, North Americanian Asiatics are being attacked…by…???
I can't read the article because its behind a paywall.
😦
Must not be that important.
Import...ant.
Hrm.
^various foods popular on the korean market – tteokbokki / korean street food^
X: You have a thing for Korean street food?
Cade: No. I have a thing for learning about my planet.
X: You ever had Korean street food?
Cade: Wouldn’t I actually need to be physically located in Korea in order to have actual honest-to-God Korean street food?
X: …
Cade: Thanks. You’re a huge help.
0: Don’t you think it possible to have Korean street food in Dallas?
Cade: I have no idea. I suppose its kinda possible.
0: If there is a Korean person cooking TexMex on the street in Dallas, is that Korean street food?
Cade: Fucked if I know. Sounds more like TexMex irrespective of the chef or where prepared and purchased.
T: You wanna think this one through before continuing?
Cade: Not really. Anyone can use anything as leverage for forwarding their own purpose(s).
X: Care to explain that one?
Cade: There’s this movie called The Fifth Estate about Julian Assange and WikiLeaks and all that, and “smear tactics” are a rather large theme in the movie.
X: I don’t follow.
Cade: What if Earth is Noah’s Ark.
A: Woah woah woah…hold up there cowboy. What on Earth are you on about?
Cade: I’d like to know which species are alien, and which species are native, and I’d also like to know the measuring stick being used to determine which is which.
0: Are you asking a direct question of us?
Cade: Negative. I want to know which species are alien and which are native and based upon what criteria.
Z: You’re thinking evolution?
Cade: Exactly.
C: And migration.
Cade: Absolutely. They are quasi-one in the same thing.
0: Things.
Cade: Whatever. Point is that I don’t think that genetic mutation is localized to just and only who is fucking who and how that genetic code is being passed through the generations.
X: Fat.
Cade: Correct. Fat and fats. How the dietary changes including fat and fats have affected mutation over the past 400-500 years.
X: You’re thinking forced migration.
Cade: Slavery. Africa, Africans, African-American, what the fuck ever. “Africa” is so goddamn generic that it doesn’t even begin to represent what the term might actually mean.
Z: Time is a factor.
Cade: You can never go home again.
X: I think any reader(s) might be confused as to what you mean by that.
Cade: There are a great many Bikini Islanders who are homesick for their home. They were displaced so that the US could test nuclear weapons, and even tho many of the “original” Bikini Islanders are gone, their offspring are “new” enough to know where they came from and also have a strong longing for where they belong.
X: But African-Americans?
Cade: That’s the rub, ain’t it? If “they” see themselves as belonging somewhere 400 years in the past, welp, that time don’t really exist anymore. The Africa of 1670 is gone. How in the hell does one reconcile such a discrepancy?
X: And you?
Cade: American Mutt. Genetic trainwreck of all kinds of European peoples from north to south and east to west.
0: Any Irish?
Cade: rofl…no, surprisingly.
0: It was a surprise to learn that you have no Irish in your DNA?
Cade: Actually, no. There was a lot of talk of our ancestry when I was younger and there was never mention of Irish.
Does anyone recognize a single fucking name or border on that map from 1679? The east/west flows make me think “Tuareg”, and also makes me think of the more or less current delineation between North Africa and Southern Africa, but other than that I don’t recognize a thing.
^Renegade Soundwave – The Phantom (It’s In There) A – 1989^
X: So what other types of “aliens” stuff were you thinking of.
Cade: Welp, all of this “Galactic Federation” nonsense comes to mind. Also the reptilian stuff.
X: I don’t know what either of those mean.
Cade: Join the fucking club. I think much of it just role-playing or some kind of mixture of LARPing and trolling for the sake of generating memes which generates buzz and ultimately revenues for some.
B: Mind games.
Cade: That’s the problem with magic. The magician(s) themselves can be bedazzled by their own magic.
Z: Fall under their own spell.
Cade: I’d think so. And it doesn’t matter whether it’s science or sorcery either. Loads of cautionary type tales of people getting bit by their own designs and creations.
0: Everything from hot rods and helicopters, to Radium and radars.
Cade: Aye.
B: You’re lost.
Cade: Fuckin-a I’m lost. “American” makes sense in theory…
0: But zero sense in practice.
Cade: Aye. There’s no civility within the larger context. Perhaps tolerance sometimes, but the dam is always on the verge of rupture, and anything at all can send it tumbling.
X: What is it you were just thinking just then?
Cade: I was thinking about the inroads that are created to provide safe passage for a select few.
X: Such as?
Cade: Safe transport from a certain country to a certain part of another country and residing within a sheltered segment of that country which actually contains little to no resemblance whatsoever to the country itself.
B: Extensions of the source country.
Cade: Exactly. If I go to Tahiti, I don’t get Tahiti, I get the same shit I can get at home with a few local fare type frills and maybe some palm trees. It’s all an illusion as if I’ve gone somewhere special, and I have, but not really.
X: You think the natives want foreigners wandering into their neighborhoods in order to get a better idea as to what life is really like in Tahiti?
Cade: I doubt it. No one wants foreigners wandering up and down the streets of our neighborhoods here, so I’d imagine they feel the same way over there even tho Tahiti is known as a tourist destination.
B: And what about Brazil? Or maybe Venezuela?
Cade: I can’t even imagine. According to the media, everyone down there thinks that every gringo works for the CIA.
B: But you did work for the CIA, did you not?
Cade: Fucking rofl…I did, you got me there.
B: 😉
Cade: I am most certainly NOT, Agency.
B: They might not care what you think.
Cade: Yeah no shit. I never thought of it like that before. If someone grabbed me thinking that I was snooping in their shiz, hooked me up to a lie detector and asked me if I worked for the CIA, technically, I’d have to say yes. Wouldn’t I?
X: You’ve never taken a lie detector test?
Cade: Never.
X: Are you lying?
Cade: Sitting.
X: …
0: Have you ever taken a lie detector test?
Cade: No.
0: That’s amazing. How have you made it to the age you have without once having ever taken a lie detector test.
Cade: Easy, avoid the types of places that require me to take one.
X: Don’t you currently need a job?
Cade: Yes. But I have a feeling that this new flu shot nonsense is just about gonna seal my fate as far as being employable.
0: You’ve never had a flu shot?
Cade: Not even one. Although I did get vaccinated against pneumonia without my knowledge or consent.
Z: You were in a bad way.
Cade: I was, but I made it.
X: With your weak immune system, you feel it best to let your own body do its own work?
Cade: I got no answers. I’ve gotten all kinds of vaccines in my life. But when the flu shot first came out, and I read about how it worked? It scared the shit out of me. Hence, no, I have not gotten one nor do I plan to.
X: How did we get here?
Cade: My heart hurts, that’s how.
X: Heart hurt, hurts.
Cade: Indeed it does. I seem to have no problems finding enemies on my own, nor do any “enemies” seem to have any difficulty finding me. I don’t need some shit fer brains third-party telling me who my enemies should and should not be.
Z: You sure about that?
Cade: No.
X: Any “safe passages” on the Internet?
Cade: Well that was a subject change and a half.
0: Do you trust them?
Cade: Why should I? Actually, lemme rephrase that…I see no reason to.
X: Any particular reason as to why?
Cade: Why settle for $1 when you can get $2.
T: I’ll need to give that one a think.
0: You’re suggesting that everyone is corrupt?
Cade: No.
0: …
This could go on for hours, but I think it about time to close this one down.
Or at least, close down the public part of the exchange.
^deadmau5 – So There I Was^
Rayce ziz awn tap.
WARNING:Graphic Video. Surveillance video captured a terrifying armed robbery that left Vallejo store owner Marc Quidit wounded in critical condition last night.His wife says the father of 3 works 11 hrs a day to support his family. She thinks criminals see Asians as easy targets pic.twitter.com/MYgLmAfJFb
Aren’t the Chinese credited with inventing gun powder?
^Public Enemy – Hazy Shade Of Criminal^
Medicine has always been sketchy. Its entire existence is predicated upon a need for someone to be ailing in some way in order for physicians to practice their craft. In order for one to benefit, another must suffer. Every time you go to see a doctor, you are a test case, and you agree to be one because you wanna have a chance at being free of whatever is ailing you. You may be so indoctrinated into the authoritarian system(s), that you don’t even realize that you are a test case. You think that medical staff are experts…authorities who know what they are doing 100% of the time. You ignore all the warning signals pointing to the fact that they may be completely lost and/or totally in the dark, ill-prepared, and maybe even incompetent.
Precedent(s). Is there one/are there any? If not, some need to be set. If so, they may need to be challenged. YOU…are your own precedent as you are unprecedented in the history of histories. Bet you don’t look at yourself that way tho.
You wanna be part of the club.
^Orbital – Chime (12″ version)^
If you read none of those links above, might wanna at least give that last one a peek. What’s that? You never considered there may be a link between litigation surrounding the regular old flu shot/flu vaccine and all this new COVID19/nCoV-2019 vaccination stuff? Welp, ya might wanna give it a think. Lotta peeps been living in lean times for the past year. They are going to demand a return on their investment(s).
^Daft Punk – Around the world (Official Audio)^
These robo-calls about car warranties? Yeah…those ones that everyone is making memes about? (including me)
Q: Is this “car warranty” bombardment just a test run for the automated nightmare to come regarding your own health?
A: A desensitization process? A subversive connectivity via an unseen continuity via similarities?
You are an autonomous animation with your own autonomic systems and you are surrounded by infrastructures that allow you to run on autopilot much of the time.
A vaccination is kindof a car warranty of sorts.
You are a vehicle.
You can be driven.
You can be taken for a ride.
Someone likely has you on lease in order to get them where they want to be.
You have gas(es).
You have oil(s).
You may have a race…maybe even several…and races and race tracks seem to be on everyone’s mind.
You prolly even have insurance.
You may go to church for certain kinds of maintenance, a hospital or accountant firm for others.
You may even be a car person.
Perhaps even a fan of The Cars.
Might have even heard this song on your car stereo.
^The Cars – Moving In Stereo^
There’s a continuity problem.
Right now …at this very moment …somewhere on the other side of the Universe …there is some scientific group of lifeforms congregating and contemplating how mysterious it is that these distant galaxies they are viewing have long since ceased to exist.
One of those galaxies they are viewing, is ours.
Q: Do we exist?
A: Yeah, I dunno either.
But the big question that I have is regarding this idea that we humans seem to STILL perceive ourselves as being the center of the Universe. Sure, science says we disproved the “Earth is the center of the Universe” thing hundreds of years ago…BUT, we still operate under the premise that we here on Earth are alive, and everyfuckingthing everywhere else is either dead, dying, or is completely lifeless. To me, that says that science still operates under the assumption that we, are the center, of the Universe. Earth/Terra, is the center, of the Universe.
HEY! Did you see that not one, but TWO geoengineering projects appear to be kicking off at the same time? I guess someone has decided to release a bunch of chalk into the atmosphere to simulate a volcanic eruption in order to study the cooling effects, and there’s also a renewed big push to stop bottom trawling so as to stop stirring up/releasing all the CO2 stored in the sediments on the ocean floor.
Now, me personally, I immediately assumed that the second one can only mean that scientists are ready to start dumping their home-brewed CO2 munching algae into the ocean; their algae consumes the CO2, dies, then sinks to the ocean floor, thus reducing CO2 levels in the atmosphere…huzzah. But what it’s really going to do is open up the possibility for deep sea mining. You will no longer have fishing vessels crisscrossing the ocean and tearing shit up on the ocean floor, which means that now other interests can setup more or less permanent mining operations without having to worry about some stray fishing vessel dragging a fishing net across their diggings. Prolly gonna open the door for less conventional types of oil and gas exploration too.
Of course, all of this is coming at the tail end of another geoengineering project…
lockdown(s).
^Sammy Hagar – Heavy Metal (with Taarna and in Stereo)^
This chalk thing really has me scratching my head. You know what tends to follow large/major volcanic eruptions?
Famine, and pestilence.
There seems to be a pretty good argument that the Cholera epidemics that swept through the world during almost the entirety of the 1800’s was in fact a global pandemic triggered by the eruption of Tambora in 1815. Just took a while to propagate around the world.
Might be a good way to reduce the population. Also be a good way to keep people under control.
“YE SHALL DO AS THOU ART TOLD, OR WE SHALL BLOT OUT THE SUN AND PUNISH YE AND THINE OFFSPRING FOR 7 YEARS!!!”
Has an almost godlike tone to it. Lots of that “godlike” stuff going on tho. Supposedly, won’t be long until you either get that jab, and take the CO6D ID mark, or you’ll be cut off from the system entirely. Hrmmm…now why does this ring a bell? Seems like a raving lunatic or two talked about this a few thousand years ago.
I could be wrong.
Anyway, kinda short-sighted of this chalk project to only study the cooling effects. What about the effects on life forms of all kinds when dumping fucktons of allergens into the atmosphere? What about the effects of pressure changes? Modification of of the fluid dynamics of the atmosphere when dumping solids into the atmosphere? Friction? Changes to the magnetosphere? Dampening and/or boosting effects on radio waves and telecommunications? Ever seen what happens to chalk particles when they get wet? Where the fuck is this “chalk” coming from anyway?
Prolly not the best of ideas to dump a shitload of chalk into the atmosphere right in the big fucking middle of a global pandemic where the disease in question causes breathing problems.
^Pink Floyd – Julia Dream (1968)^
Ever seen what chalk looks like under an electron microscope? Welp…now you have.
You're welcome.
Gotta wonder now if all this mask “tug of wore” is more related to the potential existence of a massive amount of chalk particles suddenly being in the air rather than some flu.
Which makes me wonder…how effective of a delivery device you think chalk may be? I mean, there are currently four sources of delivery into the body:
Ingestion;
Inhalation;
Injection;
Absorption.
Inhalation is usually the nastiest one. Its effective and fast. Legionnaires? Anthrax? COVID? Tuberculosis? VX? Methyl isocyanate?
^5 Things Unbelievers Will See in Hell (Will Make YOU Cry)^
Get any reflecting done during 2020 AD/CE? We’re now three months in to 2021, and all I hear people talking about is how glad they are that 2020 is gone. I guess maybe some saw some things they didn’t like? Got the beer goggles back on now tho.
Wanna fuck?
^Pogo | Lost (Alice in Wonderland Remix)^
WOAH NELLY!!!
Over the past coupla days, me and Roob have been having some exchanges in the comments section of her blog. Been thinking about this COVIDID thingie, so I set to writing this morning, been writing/thinking for about 2 hours, and Roob just sent me a link to a comment she just made over at UBU. I guess its popping off over there, and it appears to be right along the same lines as what me and Roob have been discussing. I admit I’ve only just skimmed both the post and the comments over at UBU, but camps appear to be forming. Or maybe its that they were always there, I just never saw them before.
/shrug I'm dense.
What occurs to me at this point is the concept of information and its propagation, as well as the integrity of the information. Conflict will change the resonance of data. If the information is being propagated via yelling and screaming, there will be distortion, there will be signal loss, there will be message degradation. I love the everlovin’ shit outta your phat phreaky ass, now fuck off.
^’I FINK U FREEKY’ by DIE ANTWOORD (Official)^
The goal would almost have to be to crush the individual voices. Either assimilate them, or silence them, and it really doesn’t matter which choir you choose to sing with either, so long as you are part of a choir. No solo acts. Solo acts cannot be so easily understood. Either you willingly join the choir of the believers, or you willingly join the choir of the dissenting heretics, lest you be forcibly put into the choir of the silent.
^Vampire Weekend – Unbelievers^
You’ve likely been trained since birth to comply. To submit to authority. Or you may have even been one of those who’ve been trained to exercise authority. Either way, you’ve been trained. Whilst we are on the topic of trains and training, how’s that powertrain warranty on your car/automobile/vehicle?
Or, are you too old and too set in your ways to even try.
Comfy, ain't it?
^Sadistic Mika Band in UK TV show “Old gley whistle test “1975 サディスティック ミカ バンド^
Speaking of choirs, it’s now Monday the 29th, and I just noticed a comment over at the LoL regarding woofers and tweeters. The question wasn’t directed at me but I’ll answer anyway.
Woofers = people you find unattractive.
Tweeters = Those douchebags over at Twitter.
Simple.
You're welcome.
^周華欣 Linda Chow feat. 豪仔 — 【Ugly people song】Official Music Video^
Think of it like this…tweeters create the highs, woofers create the lows, and the two combine to create and entirely different signal altogether. It takes the middle and the crust to make a slice of bread? Highs usually pierce the ears, lows rumble the chest. There are also sometimes mid-range speakers to fill in some of the missing stuff, and there are also sub-woofers which really don’t do much of anything as far as audible sound goes as they create more of a feeling than an actual sound. So yeah, think of it like a choir where you’ve got the highs (tweeter) and lows (woofers) mixing in order to create something else entirely. Its all about vibrating and/or moving the air. Here’s some really irritating high-energy douchebag to explain further if you want to know more.
Pro-Tip: The last two minutes of the video below is an ad. First four minutes are an excuse to advertise.
^Subwoofers, Woofers, and Tweeters as Fast As Possible^
Maybe chew on this video. It takes you all the way from the low lows (sub-woofer), to the lows (woofers) to the mids (mid-range) to the highs (tweeters).
Nothing is fixed. Not here anyway. I can dig someone wanting to be headstrong, resolute and never-changing. Has that juggernaut type of appeal. Immovable object or unstoppable force. But at some point your ass cheeks fit just fine into that bikini. Down the road, maybe not so much. Question is, are you still “cardinal”? How did you get here? Can you adapt to a new bikini? Or will you you modify your body to re-acclimate itself with the old bikini. Moreover, will I still love you regardless? Will you still love yourself?
*Wait a minute, Luke Skywalker isn’t an American… /thinks…*
Howdy, Dear Reader 😀
Okie Devil Cade Fon Apollyon has sent us a new missive from the Lone Star State of Text Us…
*Oh, I see – there’s also a ‘lone star’ in ‘Star Wars’… /lights up and smokes… Tenuous, Clicky, extremely tenuous…*
In the middle of a pandemic the Biden admin is going to pack the inside of a convention center in a major metropolitan city but we're getting lectures about indoor gatherings with family and friends. This is amazing. https://t.co/KZRL2wjCr7
So…while you are here seeking enlightenment and looking for answers, who is out living your life?
What’s that you say?
You’re a shut in with nothing better to do?
Oh…well in that case, you’ve come to the right place!
Get your ass right the fuck on in here and pull up a chair!
Sit a spell.
Maybe we can keep eachother company for a while.
^Pink Floyd – Money (Remix)^
Constant feed.
Constantly feed me.
Constantly feed me information.
Whether your information is right for me, or wrong for me, whether it be good for me or bad for me, you must keep your data flowing at all times so that the herd will know where to come to dine. Were you to stop feeding me, I shall seek my synaptic sustenance elsewhere.
This will likely give the appearance that you, and whatever it was you were trowling out, were wrong.
You and your data trough will fade into obscurity.
Your cause will crumble.
You will perish.
^Mrs, Love/You know my name- Disco ruido/the beatles^
Been giving a lot of thought to the concept of spoofing lately. Giving the appearance of being one thing whilst actually being another. One doesn’t have to look far to find impostors. Hell, you may be one. Your shoes cost $19.99, your outfit cost $35.00, your handbag cost $1,750.00.
Who the fuck are you trying to kid?
Where are you trying to direct attention so that all of the details which will expose you for what you actually are, remain hidden? What is paramount on my mind is from whence does this need spring. The only thing that I can come up with is that we all serve two masters.
Ourselves
Everyone else
(not necessarily in that order)
More than one person had to connect in order to conceive us/bring us into being, humans are dependent on other humans for quite a few years after actually being born, so shedding that need for others is quite the drawn out process. And to be fair, one is really only shedding their need of certain people whilst simultaneous attaching themselves to others, so you’re not really becoming your own person as much as you are becoming a different person. Which is, your own person…but no, not really. What does any of this have to do with spoofing? I dunno. Maybe you can figure it out since I appear to have completely failed in this regard. Just remember that I’m relying on you.
Don't fail me, k?
^AC/DC – Beating Around the Bush (Audio)^
Maybe this is the reason that we bounce from group to group in trying to find where we belong. In seeking independence, we’re really only trying to shed our attachment(s) to our original base. Parents, siblings, extended family, neighbors, childhood friends and their families, or maybe government institutions and/or charitable/benevolence organizations, etc.. As a result, we dabble in this or that. Conservative, then liberal, then moderate, then fascist, then socialist, Jesus may be in there somewhere, maybe Muhammad or Buddha, then maybe off to something else. Seeking advice from anyone and everyone as to how one can become independent.
Q: Do you really think that all these needy fuckers are going to properly instruct you as to how to become independent?
A: lolz...no, not even
They survive by recruiting lost dimwits just like you. Their temples are built of driftwood, and tumbleweeds fill their sanctuaries. You’re nothing more than a single crossbeam in the scaffolding pushing others to greater heights within their own architecture and according to their own plans. SO! It is with that in mind that I ask again as to what it is that you pretend to be, and what are you really? And don’t forget, I, and everyone else, are counting on you to find this answer for us.
Be sure and not let us know what you didn’t find when you don’t get back.
^RAVEN – Break The Chain^
Rewatched that Zero Theorem over the weekend, and it occurred to me that I may have missed a something on the first watching.
Video Games
That perfect game = 0
Nothing left to do.
Finito
VAB…nothing left to prove.
(you'd need to be a gamer to understand that last one)
And actually, in order to understand that last one, you’d need to be a gamer who played a specific game, at a specific time and were a part of certain circles.
I enter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.
In order to finish a something, you must have zero left to accomplish in order to achieve 100% completion. This is why 100% and 0% are always simultaneous. This is also why nothing ever gets done. Zero(0), is never, 100%. There is always something left to do. More to come. Doesn’t matter if you know what remains or not, you’ll find out.
I reenter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.
What’s that? You say that you’ve finished plenty of stuff to 100% with 0% remaining? Me too. I finished Gran Turismo 3 to 100%. All races, all challenges, all licenses gold, every car, everything done and nothing left to do. Wait…Gran Turismo 3?
THREE?!?!?!!?
Hrm…something is incomplete. Something was finished, yet there was more to do. You’ll likely need to skip forward to Gran Turismo 4 in order to see where I’m going with this. Or you can revert back to Gran Turismo 1 and 2.
(both of which I also finished)
^Skinny Puppy — Assimilate (Tweaker Mix / Chris Vrenna Remix)^
Anyone who has seen the flick will know that it has a very video-gamy air to it, but it doesn’t really feel like a video game. Lots of games and gaming amongst the players yes, but the cyberpunk-ish themes seem to dampen the actual video game type aspects. Just a bunch of people knocking about their lives in this really weird and well-formed world of electronica where it is almost impossible to tell what is scripted and what is random. Then it hit me…collision code. The vast majority of game engines is code written specifically to handle collisions.
What does one object do when it comes into contact with another? How does it behave? How do they behave? How should they behave? Where do the developers intervene, and how do they intervene?
UEs….they can be nightmares. You can’t think of everything, the variables are (potentially) almost limitless, and one could potentially spend more time chasing a single bug than it took to develop the entire engine and/or game.
A ghost in the machine.
The question often becomes, can we live with this bug? Do we just grit our teeth, ignore the error, and focus only on the good bits? Or is this bug something that is potentially fatal for some, and maybe even eventually fatal to even us?
^Pantera – Out For Blood^
That thing which sometimes behaves in a way that is contrary to programming. Misbehaves. Acts up. Does not do as instructed, when instructed. Surely this is a random something and in no way reflects poorly upon neither the architect nor the architecture. Nevermind that something in the Universe has decided to point out that you have a whopper of a glaring hole in your thought process(es). So now the question becomes…
Q: How does one become free of error?
A: Seek zero.
The textual representation of zero that most are familiar with…0…is indicative of why some may seek it. There’s nothing there. Nothing to stand in the way of progress. Nothing to bind, hinder or restrain.
Errors = 0
Hindrances = 0
Difficulties = 0
Obstacles = 0
Problems = 0
To have nothing provides one with everything. Nothing standing in your way except that massive wall of…nothing.
Nothing...stands in your way.
Become nothing, and there is no way in which you do not stand.
All will seek you.
All will find you.
I am nothing.
I am Zero.
Find me.
^I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989^
In the battle of smart peeps vs. dumb peeps, what is missing?
SQUAGLAYISM AND BULLSHIT < - > DOIDY OI DOI DOIDYDERP
See that middle bit?
Like two people speaking different languages trying to relay that they both want to engage in sexual knock knocks, but neither one of them gets laid because they haven’t a clue what they other is saying or why. Gotta have the correct medium in the middle if X and Y are to both communicate with and understand eachother. Wait…did you even notice that middle bit before I pointed it out?
NOTE: as of this writing, the channel on the video below has 666 subscribers.
lolz
^Yngwie Malmsteen – Little Savage^
Hrm...
Criticizing someone for who they are and how they're wired is futile. It's like saying I wish you had Mercury in Virgo instead of Mercury in Pisces. It's not gonna change.
— Laura London is Speaking of Jung (@jungianLaura) March 9, 2021
Not gonna disagree with that, but I sure as shit ain’t gonna agree with it either.
As we understand it, we live in a Universe where things tend to either be in either ascent or descent. Accumulating or diminishing. To say that a certain planet appearing in a certain constellation at the time of my birth somehow hardwires me? Hrm… I’m starting to understand some of the underpinnings of astrology a little better, but there’s a problem.
Being the old fart that I am, that means that approximately 1,934,500 metric tons of space-debris has fallen on Earth/Terra just since I was born. Also, I was in the womb for approximately 9 months and 2-ish weeks, which means that during that time there was an accretion of roughly 28,400 tons of crap just from conception to birth. Considering that a woman is born with every egg she will ever have, that also means that mom toted me around for about 21 years or so prior to me getting here.
My point? Welllll… hrm… I dunno that I have one other than to say that the apparent presence or absence of change isn’t necessarily indicative of “how someone is wired”. Not all wires are equal, nor the same, some wires are better in certain applications than in others, and some wires can carry loads that others cannot.
Q: How old is the constellation Virgo? What about Pisces? And Mercury?
A: How are “old things” typically classified and/or categorized by those doing the classifications/categorizations?
Might wanna flip those things on their heads before you try and answer any of them.
^Scorpions- Blackout (Remastered 2001)^
The middle is its own thing.
Salt is salt…pepper is pepper.
Salt and pepper…is salt and pepper.
So Jung appears to have some of his own opinions on mysticism that may have been relevant in his own time.
Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you = ???
Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you + me = ?¿?
Wherever there are two, there is three, even tho the reality is that there is only two.
The middle is its own thing.
^Steppenwolf – Born To Be Wild (Easy Rider) (1969)^
No want wants to be seen for who they are.
They prefer to be seen as the someone they aspire to someday be.
It’s now a week later, and yesterday Roob mentioned that Frank Davis had a new post up regarding fake meat. She also mentioned that part of the post seems to have disappeared.
A part on smoking.
Hrm…”accidental” censorship? Digital instability and unreliability being harnessed as a weapon to censor certain ideas/censure certain folks?
It's possible I guess.
Anyway, what really got my mind to ticking is that “proteins as a source of protein” isn’t really a new concept. Nevermind that people for a long time have been eating insects and all kinds of crazy shit as a source of protein, it has become quite popular in Western culture recently to get only those things you need irrespective of its source. It doesn’t matter that protein in processed food comes from animal products or beans or “accidental insects during the manufacturing process”. What matters is that you are getting your protein.
Yes, there indeed have been movements over the past several decades who raised eyebrows at the ambiguity of the labeling and wondered where in the hell this generic stuff was coming from. But we seemed to have slipped back into not really caring much where a something comes from, as long as we get it. The “supplements” markets have really towed the line in this regards. Vitamins, minerals, oils, acids…its generic as fuck, and the rules for the supplements market are as such that it doesn’t really matter if your diamonds come from Arkansas, Russia or Sierra Leone. What matters is that you get your diamonds.
^Judas Priest – Diamonds and Rust (Live)^
This is just me, but use your editor as an editor. Write your stuff/post out in Notepad or Wordpad or Word or OpenOffice Writer or whatever, save a copy to your local hard drive, copy the text over to WordPress, edit it, format it, publish it. If something goes wrong with a particular blog post, you have a backup that is handy, readily available and easily accessible from which to fix the post in question and restore it to what it was supposed to be, and you DON’T have to rely on WordPress nor their support structure(s) to remedy your issue. You also now have a better mechanism for tracking…um…discrepancies of a particular nature. Some patternistic or recurring something.
🙂
^Ozzy Osbourne – Flying High Again^
It’s now Pi Day 2021, and it occurs to me its kinda strange that the 10th anniversary of the Sendai Earthquake and Tsunami passed with nary a mention. Prolly too much going on with nCoV-2019 vaccines, Stimulus³, Myanmar satellites, and all that jazz with Scotland Yard/murderous cop/royal involvement and Oprah and stuff. Gonna be damn interesting to see how many people’s stimulus payments are intercepted by bill collectors. Should cause quite the uproar. And since we’re on the topic of who gets money and why…
“Almost one year ago, Congress authorized the first $1,200 stimulus checks to help Americans cope with the unprecedented coronavirus pandemic. Most of those payments – 74% – were sent by direct deposit to bank accounts. However, some 22% of Americans received the payments by paper check.”
People spent an estimated $66.6 million in fees to cash those checks through retailers or check cashers, according to a recent report by the non-profit organization Financial Health Network and published by Brookings Institution.
Heh...66.6. Digressssssixsixsix.
^Iron Maiden – The Number Of The Beast (Official Video)^
When the first stimulus check came around, I saw a video appear on YouTube where the dude appears to have spent the entire stimulus check on a stimulating pile of fireworks.
Wait...WUT?!??!???
How DARE someone spend money on something so frivolous!!!!!!That money is supposed to be spent on children and food and necessities and healthcare and all the modern shit we need to survive!!! Doesn’t this fucking asshole know that we are in the midst of a global pandemic and the entire world is on the brink of collapse?!? Do your part!!!
PUT THAT MONEY WHERE IT IS NEEDED YOU SELFISH GRANDSTANDING ATTENTION-WHORING PRICK!!!!
^LEMMY on TRUMP in 1991^
Now, you gotta keep in mind that I am a fireworks guy. Have been completely enamored with the things ever since a firecracker almost blew off two of my fingers and a thumb at the age of three, I’ve worked at fireworks stands on and off since I was 16, have tinkered with “the big stuff” here and there, and am most certainly not your average person who plays with fireworks once or twice a year. So as I’m staring at this video sitting in my recommended on YouTube about some guy who is bragging that he spent his entire COVID check on fireworks, something occurs to me…
Q: Dude! Who in the FUCK is this speaking in your head?!?!?
You, of all people, know damn well that the margins in fireworks are as such that most fireworks retailers struggle to survive.
You, of all people, know that people spending their lockdown checks on fireworks will help the fireworks industry to survive this mess that is almost sure to hit the fireworks industry particularly hard because virtually all fireworks come from China.
You, of all people, know that any, and I mean ANY, social pressure to spend the stimulus money only on either this or that is going to be little more than salesmanship at work trying to divert those funds into specific pockets.
So why, in the name of all that is holy and good, are you sitting here with mouth agape at this dude broadcasting to the world that they just spent their $1,200 on fireworks? Who in the HELL is in your head telling you to be offended at this?!!?!?!??????
A: Heard Immunity?
“The Herd” has told me about things to watch out for. I have “heard” that the herd is trying to protect and insulate me against coloring outside of the lines. To be mindful of those who are doing their own thing, to be offended over people doing their own thing, and to call these rogues out and shame them so that they step in line and do only as they are told. We are in difficult times right now and we must all pull together and do our part.
Part. Part. Our part. Do our part.
Hrm…why does “my part” sound more like your part and less like my part?
NOTE: the video below, at the time of this writing, has 666 likes, and 7 dislikes. Coincidence?
Rock on.
^Judas Priest – Exciter (live Japan HD)^
Something for you to think about as you process this…while it took you a while to read all that, and you are prolly spending quite a bit of time trying to comprehend what it all means…all of that transpired in my head in a matter of seconds. I was shocked at seeing some dude announcing to the world that he spent his stimulust funding on feeding his pyro bug, but something in my head kept me from being truly offended.
Then, it almost immediately dawned on me that we are an extraordinarily diverse society living extremely diverse lives, and each and every person is likely the best determiner as to where this money can be best spent. So when I, a coupla days ago saw that article bitching that check cashing places made $66.6 (heh) million bucks off of cashing people’s stimulus checks, I was like…
‘woah woah woah there sparky…loads of people in this country depend on check cashing places 365/366 days of the year.’
What in the fuck is wrong with check cashing establishments making money for providing the service(s) that they do? Don’t check cashing places need some stimulizationizing money as well so that they can stay in operation and folks can keep cashing their checks? The only thing that I can come up with is to why anyone would complain, is that someone is really fucking angry that they missed a piece of that $66.6 million dollar pie.
^Yes Roundabout with Geddy Lee on Rock & Roll Hall of Fame 2017^
And whilst we are on the topic of royalty pies and royal pie makers, yesterday was Pi Day, and I spent a good portion of it languishing over a body language video evaluating the Oprah interview thingie. Didn’t see the interview, and this body language vid didn’t help me in that regard. The fucking thing is 2 hours long, and yet they only used about two or three minutes of the actual Oprah/Harry/Meghan interview. Kinda strange that the interview itself appears to also be around two hours long. Anyway, if you watch the body language vid, I’d like to point out two things…
1 – watch how animated all four of these dudes are when they are speaking, and also watch how stoic they all are when they are not speaking, and also note how supportive they all are of eachother.
2 – advertising, plugs, advertising, plugs and yep…more advertising and more plugs right down to the synchronous element of matching coffee mugs.
Good thing there’s suffering and turmoil in the world, eh? Without them, these fellas and others like them would be out of a job. Don’t believe me? Go to YouTube, and search for “body language oprah” (without quotes) and look and how many videos from people there are on just this subject. God only knows how much money Oprah’s own “stimulus package” has pumped into the economies of the world.
^Deep Purple – Child In Time – Live (1970)^
Low + Low = Low?
Was watching a DW documentary this morning on the topic of harvesting resources from asteroids, and one of the scientists mentions that if a human were to board the Millennium Falcon and travel into the asteroid belt, the chances of actually encountering an asteroid is quite low.
Wait...what?
I get what they are saying in that “asteroid belts don’t look like they do in the movies/Star Wars/Empire Strikes Back”, or at least our own asteroid belt doesn’t look like that. But aside from the fictional element/cultural reference that many may not understand because they haven’t seen the movie, there is a coupla glaring issues with your analogy. First being, you are going there specifically to encounter an asteroid so you can harvest elements, and yet you are saying that in traveling there, the chances of encountering an asteroid is quite low? Statements like that are unlikely to impress potential investors.
But that’s not what really got me to scratching my head. My original problem was this idea that Low + Low = Low. Lemme splain…
Q: What are the chances of a human traveling to the asteroid belt aboard a spacecraft?
A: Low
Low chance of traveling to asteroid belt + low chance of hitting an asteroid = low?
(maybe even zero?)
High chance of traveling to asteroid belt = low chance of hitting an asteroid?
You can stand here on Earth/Terra and calculate that, because of the relative sparsity of the asteroid belt, the chances of an unintended and/or unexpected encounter/collision is quite low. But you say such things in the safety of us never having been there. Simply by the act of humans actually traveling there, you change the odds completely. Sure some of our gadgets have headed out that way, but we ourselves, have not. Observer Effect notwithstanding, when the chances of a human being traveling to the asteroid belt increases, so will the odds of chance encounters with an asteroid or rock or dust or micrometeorite or some other something.
But, what the fuck do I know. I never leave this room, let alone travel around the solar system all day, every day.
heh
^Blue Öyster Cult – Godzilla^
Kind of a weird thought, eh? I never leave this room, and yet, I still manage to zoom around the solar system and this galaxy and even this Universe…all day, every day.
^Billy Thorpe – Children Of The Sun (Exclusive Video)^
*Syringe rhymes with Ginge and Whinge… /stubs butt…*
I have received the invitation to be part of the latest vaccination experiment. I am a retired microbiologist who has spent most of my career working with infectious diseases and am well placed to research the history of coronavirus vaccine attempts.
The first thing you are gonna need to do is create a debt which cannot be repaid. Of course, you’re going to need to be in a position of power in order to manifest this debt, but power can sometimes be a matter of timing. Being aware of the existence of a certain set of circumstances which will allow you to assume a position of power whether you actually have one or not. And whilst you are planning and plotting how to create an unrepayable debt, might wanna give some consideration to the concept of satisfaction. A debtor cannot believe that the debt can be satisfied, and as a result achieve some satisfaction themselves by repaying the debt. Satisfaction is viewed as freedom, and freedom is not what we are aiming for here.
Your debtor needs to believe…wait, scratch that…not believe…your debtor needs to know, that this debt which they have been saddled with, is eternal. We humans have a romance with the eternal. I’d imagine the right amount of tickling on that “eternal” bell that we all have, whether good stimulus of it or bad, should keep your quarry confused enough that it won’t matter why the bell is ringing. What matters is, it’s ringing. If you keep the pressure on, they’ll have no time to make a distinction.
^Matt Lange – Morbidly Obese (Redacted Mix)^
Whheeeeee dogies!!! That was a helluva way to start out a “missive”, eh? I guess round about a year and a half of listening to people piss and moan and having to watching stuff burn and be broken will bring out the dark side in even the happiest of motherfuckers (like me). And yes, I consider myself a happy motherfucker. Do you doubt me? Wanna fight over it?
Irrespective of where one stands on these lockdowns and restrictions and whatnot, there is a weird something lurking in the background. I can’t see it yet, but it’s there. Olds and news are entangled, and both are fighting like hell to get their way. Growing pains of the currency markets is where my intuition keeps leading me, and I’d imagine that some are quite terrified at the retribution that will almost certainly come if “the wrong entity” comes out on top. No one likes to be throttled, which is exactly why certain interests throttle the hell out of everyone else…they know that people don’t like it. But if the worm turns? Yeesh…slave becomes master, master becomes slave, and at least one of those sectors who is “transitioning” ain’t gonna like what the result is.
^Cocteau Twins – Great Spangled Fritillary^
On the up side, I wrote a poem last night. I’ve forgotten it already, but it was about trees and the seasons.
Cycles.
Particularly, the poem was a life that likes certain parts of the cycle, and dislikes others. In this case, a tree that likes the Spring, dislikes the Fall and Winter, and plans and plots during the Winter months how to create leaves that will never fall and withstand anything and everything that nature throws at it. Question is, do trees really dislike having to shed their leaves? Or is that simply an assumption that a human and/or certain humans might make about trees due to our own projections. I mean, fuck, trees on the equator or in some tropical area, the leaves stay green always…right? And even here in Texas, ever heard of the Live Oak? Evergreens? Pines? Magnolia? These fuckers have to work their asses off year round, no rest, and the factory has to maintain a steady state. There are no typical seasons. There is life, and there is death, and that’s the only seasons it knows.
Q: Is it possible to know the season “death”?
A: ?☠?
We can see it, we can flirt with it, we can maybe taste it a bit, we can romanticize overcoming it via reincarnation or salvation of some kind, but can we who are alive actually know the season called death? I’m gonna have to stop writing here for a bit and give that one a think.
^Silver Bullet – Bring Forth the Guillotine^
That “first ever space hurricane” was something to see, yeah?
First ever.
Space hurricane.
First ever.
Space hurricane.
Bet you didn't see that particular “space hurricane” coming.
I can see people getting jazzed over actually seeing a something. We’ve been hypothesizing and theorizing and conjecturazingadingdonging over anything and everything for a long time…just never seen it with our own peepers. Which begs the question, what might blind people think about all the noise we sighted folk are making over this space hurricane? Technically, we ourselves were blind to space hurricanes until only a day or so ago. Or at least, some might have you believe that.
The solar minimum has been coming for about 4 years now. The jetstream over the USA has been wonky as fuck for about 7/8 years. The gulfstream is now said to be getting wonky as well. The poles, they wander. The north pole has been speeding up its northern migration for quite a few years now, but we already knew that it was moving north. We’ve even theorized that the poles flip from time to time without really understanding what dynamics might be in play to cause this. We also know that our planet wobbles, and that someday, Winter in the Northern Hemisphere will be warm, and Summer in the Southern Hemisphere will be cold. We know that our continents migrate, mountains and oceans rise and fall. We’re also quite aware that vortexes are a very real thing just about anywhere and everywhere in nature. Anything and everything wobbles, shakes, spins, vibrates, bends, breaks, cycles and every other fucking thing, so why is it that this particular “storm” is so shocking?
(no pun intended)
My money would be on upper-atmospheric lightning/red jets/blue sprites types of things. That and maybe relocation of mass/elements, electrical power generation, high energy devices, and human generated electromagnetic radiation. Why? Indications are, that we’ve been here before.
You? Perhaps not.
Me? Perhaps not.
But we?
Yeah, lotta evidence poking its head through the veils of time that we’ve indeed been here before.
^Cocteau Twins – Know Who You Are At Every Age^
Speaking of goings on in space, does the following video look fake as fuck to anyone else? I get that technology is improving, and especially as it relates to optics and cameras, etc.. But the whole damn video looks weird, and when you get to 6:16? 6:16 to 6:26 just looks…wrong.
Maybe it's just me.
^ Watch SpaceX Starship SN10 launch and stick landing!^
This is gonna be a strange observation/revelation, but I’m gonna submit that never before have I heard Elizabeth Fraser’s voice. I’ve likely heard most if not all of the Cocteau Twins’ catalogue, and yet, it just occurred to me that I’ve never heard her voice.
Have I?
The bit about her “selling her lyrical notebooks to Austin University in Texas” was interesting.
lolz
^Elizabeth Fraser talks about her lyrics^
This is one of the few songs that I actually kinda know some of the lyrics for.
Yeesh. Now, what kind of thought processes inhabit a man which cause him to marry, murder, marry, murder, marry, murder, marry, murder, ad-infinitum? More than that, what drives a person to write a song/song lyrics that reference such a person? Oh, and if you wanna actually listen to the song Bluebeard by Cocteau Twins, look it up your own damn self. I’m currently creaming in my pants over this song below that I stumbled upon only recently.
^Paul van Dyk – Nothing But You^
During the course of this lockdown thingie..have you given any thought to the concepts of prostitution and mercenaries? What about cancer and gingivitis? No? Might wanna factor those in. Give them a think as they relate to the goings on. Remember…asymmetrical warfare. That’s what appears to be going on here. The occult appears to be at work too. Loads of unconventional stuff. Abstract. Hearts and minds via metadata. Put the passive survival instincts like caution, care, morality and any form of thought to sleep, and awaken the active survival instincts like hopelessness and desperation. Those who cling to independence or any form(s) of the old edifices and paradigms must be turned. They must forget about the past, stop thinking about the future, and be reliant upon the day. This, is how you rewrite history.
Loop.
^Beatrix – Cocteau Twins^
Oy vey…
Texas – we hear you. You didn’t want to be part of our electrical grid. And now you’ve removed your mask mandate & are allowing large crowds to gather. We hear you! COVID is a hoax! So u don’t need our precious vaccine. We’ll send it to ppl who are saving lives by wearing masks.
Got it all figured out have you, Mike? You got General Motors squared away, you tamed school violence, cured global terrorism, fixed the medical industry, cured Flint’s water problems, and now you want to take on the 10th Amendment and presumably the entire US Constitution. This wouldn’t have anything to do with California…
would it?
I mean, as a filmmaker, you’ve likely got a pal or two out California way. Easy enough for some of them to pull your chain and get you to bark a bit about what they don’t like irrespective of your own feels. It’s fine and dandy for California to be its own little fiefdom, but any other state?
Nah...can't have it.
Destroy Texas by any and all means necessary, and California can keep on keeping on being the leading (and only) asshole by doing its own thing. Kinda makes sense tho…a single body having two or more assholes?
Who you were, may not be exactly in line with who you are and/or who you are trying to become. And this “cleaning up your timeline” bullshit? Deleting anything and everything that others might find offensive just so you can unlock some kind of achievement and get that little checkmark by your name?
Fuck that.
If there are stumbling blocks in my path, I wanna know where they are, and I want to identify them myself as best I can. If there are mines in my meadows, I want little flags there reminding me not where to step. I am my own engineer. Don’t need some fuck coming along and laying a live mine on top of one that I’ve already disarmed.
Looks like there’s been some loss in interest over landmines/active minefields. I wonder if The Washington Post lost interest due to nCoV-2019 coming onto the scene. A shift in focus due a more clear and more present danger? Trump is out of office afterall, and all is well.
^The Prodigy – Mindfields (Keimax Remix)^
Just me, but this deep diving bullshit/retroactive is like shaming someone for having some kind of physical difference or being unique in any way. Some scar that creeps you out. Cover up that blemish. Hide that deformity. I want to see only that which is aesthetically pleasing to me.
Purity.
Hrm…I wonder where this current quest for purity might lead. In truth, it could be that the thought police are more concerned with the immediacy of being out of a job. Can’t justify the expenditure if the service is no longer required.
Not everyone is gonna look into the etymology and/or history of things to find out their origins. And even if they do, there’s no telling how an individual is going to handle what they find.
Rumor was that motherfucker right there’s lineage included Jewish blood. Can you imagine being one of the worker bees in the Nazi hive, only to have it come to light that you’re playing for the wrong team? Might cause a bee to morph into a honey badger just to survive.
One attaching themselves to some edifice of purity is just asking for a smack.
^Showtek – We Like To Party (Official Audio)^
Really fucking weird that this word has appeared on my radar several times in recent weeks.
I can't take it anymore. Now saying a daily practice is needed is "ableist"? Like Durant said, "We are what we repeatedly do". If you don't repeatedly do magic, you're not a magician. You're the person browsing all the nutrition and training plans but never lifting a weight.
But why wouldn’t such a word be prevalent during this “global pandemic”. You’ve got those who are fighting to get to the front of the line, and you’ve got others who are either struggling to keep up or who are being left behind and/or omitted completely. And, hey, speaking of lifting weights, that reminds me…you ever seen a picture of Lou Ferrigno when he was a kid?
Who is to say when a flower might bloom. Or under what conditions.
/shrug
^Judas Priest – The Sentinel^
Congratulations are in order as RooBeeDoobieSista has been accepted into the Super Subsonic Scribbling Scribblers and Sugary Sweet Snowcone Sippers or some such. Don’t have any idea as to what they are about really, I only know that when I first tumbled into the current leg of my journey, that I started seeing their logo thingie here and there. Since most of the stuff that I was encountering at the time centered around the occult, the hidden and/or spiritual kinds of jazz, I just kinda shrugged it off and thought…”meh, more cultist nutjobs publicly advertising their secret existence”.
lolz
Weird what one considers “par for the course” based on what is happening in one’s own life. But I just feel it necessary to point out that this was around the same time that I first bumped into RooBeeDoo, whom I encountered on the now defunct Synchromysticism Forums (more creepy cultist stuff).
N E ways...
…nice that she’s gotten noticed by someone I guess and I hope that it adds to her already wonderful being. She’s a great writer, has a fantastic eye for nuance, tolerant, patient, knows who she is, and makes really poor choices in home footware…she’s a complete weirdo: what’s not to like?
Hopefully my bullshit contributions to her blog won’t get her kicked out. Anyway, enough about me…
congrats young lady.
Maybe this’ll eventually lead to landing you a writing job at The Echo.
Good news, Dear Reader! Double good news in fact, as there is a Missive From ‘Merica in the works from the Okie Devil of Text US, and that will be ready for you tomorrow.
But first, we were excited to hear on Tuesday that the Library of Libraries has been inducted into an online gang of scribblers…
*LoL, Clicky… /rolls eyes… It’s a dream come true…*
…You’ll find a permanent link to the Martin Scriblerus site on the sidebar, to your left. It has some excellent bloggers, Dear Reader. Do go take a look…
*You do know that if Dear Reader takes your advice, Clicky… /flicks ash… they might not come back for the rest of the post…*
The other equally surprising and delightful occurrence on Tuesday was the movie Cade and I remote viewed. I came across it quite by accident…
… The only ‘Professor and the Madman’ I’ve heard of before were a couple of wonderful podcasts from my favourite online philosophy lecturer, Wes Cecil…
… But a historical biopic about the labours of birthing the Oxford English Dictionary? With a glorious cast, studded with Oscar winners? Sounds like my kind of movie; why had I never heard of it before?!
… So Cade and I remote viewed ‘The Professor and the Madman’ and then discussed it afterwards, sparking all sorts of connections as we went…
*Yeah, I had to stop at that point to mop up the tears and blow my nose…*
*Lashy reckons the ancient Gnostics described the Aeon Sophia as a plasma entity… /final drag… Before she turned herself into the Earth that is…*
*Whoa, that U Tuba’s avatar is Spider-man? What’s the name? …/stubs butt… Sounds familiar…*
… So, three LoL recommendations for you today: One – visit Martin Scriblerus and check out the bloggers there; two – ‘The Professor and the Madman’ is an absolute gem of a movie of some fascinating history, and most definitely worth seeking out. Finally, three – come back tomorrow for a brand new missive; Cade has sent a corker 😀
*S’looping header image? LoL… /plumes smoke… Dunno if that’s a sloop, Clicky, butt there’s definitely a connection to friend-ship… /flicks ash…*
This is a the whole story of a ‘sync’ that Cade Fon Apollyon and I shared, Dear Reader, and I’ve invited my BFF to help tell it. Last night a news story popped up on my Twitter feed about a sinkhole incident…
‘Two houses have partially collapsed after a sinkhole measuring 10ft (3m) opened up on a Manchester street.
‘Four homes were evacuated on Wednesday evening after the hole appeared on Walmer Street in Abbey Hey, Gorton.
‘Fire crews returned hours later after the front of two of the empty properties crashed to the ground.
‘United Utilities said it was dealing with a collapsed sewer but was investigating all possible causes including the recent heavy rain.’
… ‘Walmer’ and ‘Gorton’ looked like interesting words to me, so I decided to look them up…
*A Sink Cinque sync… /grins… Should I have mentioned that Kent ain’t a town, Clicky? /puffs contentedly… Armies, limbs… /thinks… Mmm, sandwich…*
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Can only speak for myself with respect to black holes, but my first introduction to the ones that science talks about is via a Song by the Canadian rock group Rush…”Cygnus X-1 Book I: The Voyage”. Was off of their A Farewell To Kings album, and the album had only just been released, so I guess I was 9/about to turn 10 at the time that I first heard it. I can say that the song and its related concepts instantly “synced” with me because I’d been chasing whirlpools my entire life up to that point. Here, wicked thunderstorms and its associated flash flooding are common, the drainage back then was quite bad, and one of my entertainments after the lightning stopped and we were released from our hiding places was to go look for whirlpools in the receding water(s).
Q: In the year 2021 AD/CE, why would “black hole syncs” suddenly appear between myself and someone who is 4,776 miles away?
A: Could it be that a storm is generating them?
Me and Roob kinda talked about this last night, and I’ve no desire to steal her thunder because I have no idea what she has planned for this post, but thinking that maybe perhaps the reach of a something is beyond some localized and more or less isolated something that is easily and/or more readily identifiable. To relate, there is supposedly a super-massive black hole at the center of the Milky Way galaxy. I had a theory that there was a black hole at the center of our galaxy when I was in 6th grade, but I was told that was impossible/I was nuts. I looked at pics of the Milky Way, it occurred to me that something had to be driving all those stars moving, and that something at the center had to be driving it. I was told however that black holes eat things. Well, fuck…maybe the black hole at the center of our galaxy is more cat-like. It plays with its food before it eats it?
I'm feline a digress-type thing coming on.
Thing is, if there is a something driving a something else, where does and do those things start/stop? Meaning, if there is a something at the center of our galaxy that is driving the movement, aren’t all the celestial bodies within its grasp merely extensions of the driving force? To go even further, wouldn’t all the galaxies merely be extension of eachother?
As to whether or not I in fact really was sitting here for several hours pondering flooding issues in Yorkshire a coupla nights ago?
Yeah, I was.
^Lesson 8 – Adventures with Bernoulli – Demonstrations in Physics^
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… The search for ‘Walmer’, Dear Reader, turned up an interesting sink/cinque homophone, but the search for ‘Gorton’ turned up an entirely weirder sync altogether…
*/drags… From Manchester to Antarctica, via Kent… /streams smoke… Birds and Byrd… /smirks… Twitter…*
Earth's Habitability Today Is Basically Due to Luck, Millions of Simulations Showhttps://t.co/4hy0Kw5GfO
*Lashy had something to say about luck in this previous talk, Clicky… /gnaws on thumbnail… Casino and gambling… /smokes…*
… I was pretty sure that Cade had mentioned Admiral Byrd to me only very recently, and so I started to scroll back in time…
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To be honest Roob (and Clicky), I’ve mentioned Admiral Byrd quite a few times probably. Any time it seems contextually accurate to do so anyway. That story about Byrd flying into some sort of portal, meeting the inhabitants of Agartha, then popping out of the portal at the North Pole? That’s some weird shit. Not to mention that none of that craziness appears in any of the official accounts. Oh sure, there’s some weird shit associated with Operation Highjump, but I don’t recall ever bumping into anything “official” regarding encounters with intraterrestrial beings nor 0th dimensional portals.
OH! Speaking of intraterrestrial beings and aliens or whatever, yesterday, I looked for some information on “ride disasters” here at Six Flags Over Texas. Been doing some thinking about hauntings at amusement parks, and it got me to thinking of all the stuff that I recall hearing when I was a kid. There is a ride here that was formerly called “The Cave” or “The Cave Of Spee-Lunkers” that I recall hearing a story about where someone was bitten by Cottonmouths/Water Moccasins multiple times on this particular ride…The Cave. I couldn’t find anything about any such thing happening, but I did find this…
MellowTorch – – – – – – – – – – The Spee-Lunker Cave Music And Sounds, 1968 Six Flags Over Texashttps://t.co/Ip8bNMTKTN
The music is a recreation/not the original, but after listening, it sounds pretty close to correct as far as I recall as I rode that ride many times over many years before they changed it to the Looney Tunes stuff it is currently themed to. Aliens, living underground, doing their thing.
Hrm.
Ya think it could be said that the bacteria and viruses and other assorted things living inside of us are “living underground”? I mean hell, supposedly my heart and soul and spirit and all that jazz is inside of me, so is the entirety of “me” living underground?
Waves of weird, break upon the rocks of my consciousness.
… For just over ten minutes I scrolled and couldn’t find the article on black holes that I’d post to Cade. I gave up and tried to explain my thinking from my memory of it, in regards to the Fallen Goddess Scenario narrative I’d heard from John Lamb Lash…
*Shut up…*
*Knot a crust, I imagined that… /final drag… It was about harvesting energy from a black hole ‘soup’… /stubs butt… Maybe I was thinking of soup skin…*
… And decided to undertake a thorough search of our DM timeline today…
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Hey…not to change the subject too much, but have you noticed all the yadda yadda recently about banality and especially complacency? Seems like both sides of the political spectrum are trying like hell to energize/motivate the middle. Which is damn weird after an election. But, I expect this QAnon crap and the subsequent US Capitol bullshit means that some room needs to be made for various migrations between the major parties. Dunno how many conservatives of both the fiscal and social varieties even remain in the Democratic party, and not sure where the social conservatives in the Republican party would even go, ‘cept to maybe some new party. And what is it that got me to thinking about all that rambling crap? Welp, one word in your second to last sentence…”harvesting”.
Would they be harvesting? Or harnessing. Is there a difference between harvesting energy and harnessing energy?
Seems like a black hole would require a harness before a harvest. That means workers of some type are needed for the enterprise.
WORKERS NEEDED!
HARVEST BLACK HOLE JUICES!
MAKE BIG MONEY!
CALL BR-549 TODAY!
I’m the type of idiot that would sign up for a job like that. What the fuck else am I gonna do?
/shrug
I wonder if I could write/send letters in close proximity to a black hole. If so, who would I write, and what would I even say?
^Joakim Karud x Dyalla – Wish You Were Here^
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*So, some kinda rube? Interesting, Clicky…*
… Having finally located my DM posting and thus the article, Dear Reader, two things struck me:
“Black holes are commonly surrounded by a hot ‘soup’ of plasma particles that carry a magnetic field,” explains astrophysicist Luca Comisso from Columbia University.
“Our theory shows that when magnetic field lines disconnect and reconnect, in just the right way, they can accelerate plasma particles to negative energies and large amounts of black hole energy can be extracted.”
Comisso‘s new work – co-authored by physicist Felipe A. Asenjo from the Universidad Adolfo Ibáñez in Chile – provides a new prism for glimpsing how energy extraction from a spinning black hole could work.
… Light and Commission from crime. Lashy constantly mentions ‘the crime’. And then, I noticed that I’d posted it to Cade the previous Friday, to within 8 minutes of the exact same time I posted the sinkhole story to him last night. 8 minutes…
*It’s… not a week sync, Clicky… /lights up… Beside, the 15th was mum’s birthday, may she rest in peace… /smokes…*
I think that’s quiet enough for now. Enjoy your we kenned, Dear Reader. And have a Song 😀
No doubt, we’ve had a belter of a start to 2021, what with rampant mutant Covid, stricter lockdowns and a spot of argy-barginess in the capital of the old ex-Blighty colony, across The Pond…
*Clicky, 24 hours is a fucking long time in politics these days… /lights up and smokes…*
… However, we can take a moment to harken back to the halcyon days of 2020 with a missive from the Okie Devil of Text US, which was started before Christmas, but only landed on the LoL doormat yesterday…
*So do I, Clicky, so do I…*
Enjoy! ❤
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Gluten schlaben. Mime namen ist Dr. Spliven DuSchpagh, ant eive ville best skriptenscribbling for Hare Cade todazengrabben. Cade dus unt spracken sea Germaniac. Zoe, I spracken zoe he noe aint gotta spracken the Dirtch, capisce?
GOTCHA! Heh heh heh…just kidding…it’s me…CADE! There is no Dr. Spliven DuSchpagh. Just me being a racist bastard in speaking English with a German accent…in text. Wait…is “German” a race? Or are Germans just more of the same white fuckers who just so happen to speak their own language.
Q: Are Germans a race.
Answers...we need them.
I need to know if I am an anti-Germite.
^Deadmau5 – Soma [played by Deadmau5]^
“Lick” is right in the big middle of “complicated”.
If you never noticed that before, you have now.
You're welcome.
^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Things Get Whatever (MosDam remix) HQ^
Fuck love. You fuckers can’t even “like” someone, let alone love them, so give the “love will save the world” bullshit a rest, k? Get back to me when you figure out how to unconditionally like someone, or maybe even understandsomeone…then maybe we can explore the love angle(s). Until then, yeah, STFU with this love bullshit.
^Benny Benassi – Love Is Gonna Save Us HQ^
That which guides you.
Lets think about it.
That, which guides you, in this life.
Can a certain brand of aftershave or a certain perfume guide your life?
Yeah, I don’t think a certain brand of aftershave or a certain perfume can guide your life either. But just for shits and giggles, let’s us further explore the topic since it would appear that neither of us have anything better to do.
Q: If you don’t smell a certain way, how does this affect your attitude?
A: ? … !!!
More than that, how can certain unpleasant or even pleasant smells alter your schedule. You were gonna catch the 6:20 showing of a movie, but now you gotta take a shower and get freshened up, and the next showing isn’t until 8:40. You need to be in bed by 10:00, but now it’s possible you won’t be in bed until just before midnight. You gotta be up at 6:00am, so that short night’s sleep is gonna effect your whole day tomorrow. All this because of…a smell?
Hrm.
Q: Who says I need to smell a certain way?
A: ó¿ó
Let’s look deeper.
^Boris Brejcha – Sometimes Things Get Complicated^
According to this article, these are the 10 largest cosmetic companies in the world.
Just to be thorough, let’s us check and see if there is a top list, and see if there are any big and/or recognizable names that might be missing from that first list.
Lotta differences between that first list and the second list. Anyway, here’s why I’m primarily interested in various cosmetics companies of the world.
Most child sexual abuse gangs made up of white men, Home Office report says.
Study of England, Scotland and Wales dispels myth of ‘Asian grooming gangs’ popularised by far right.
Let me help you out @pritipatel since the useless Home Office deliberately screwed up this long-awaited report. The rapists are virtually all Pakistani muslims. You’re welcome. https://t.co/GMQCKxJVxB
Now…the question is, how do I, describe to you, how I wound up at 12:24 in the morning reading about a man who died in North Carolina back in May of 2020. Further, how do I explain to you why I kept going, step after step, until there were so many “syncy” things that I had to stop digging.
A: I just do.
I strap in, commit myself to telling the tale, and then I take the time tell it.
I don’t whale it.
I don’t flail it.
I don’t sell it.
I tell it.
^Paranormal investigations the fun, danger and stories with Sam Hundley Hauntings.^
You know that party you were invited to? Yeah, the one where you knew absolutely no one who was gonna be at this party? Maybe you kinda sorta knew the person who invited you, but everyone else…nah, you didn’t know a single…fucking…soul. You wrestled and wrangled as to whether you should go or not. What should I wear? Who are these people? What are they like? Do we have anything at all in common? What should I be prepared to talk about? Should I contact the person who invited me and ask if I can drag someone along with me so I don’t feel so isolated and alone? Do I really want to put one of my friends through this same potentially awful experience? Why in the hell am I even doing this?!?!?!??
https://t.co/Z1otkPx927 Let's not forget when this happened. I'm asking "Them" for another "display" . Location of "Their" choice 👽☺️
— scienceisreligion – Carl Anderson (@carland27488094) December 21, 2020
You had an experience that maybe you didn’t fully understand. Oh sure, at the time, it made perfect sense. Over time tho, those naysayers and disbelievers, and especially those who have not had a similar experience are gonna drag you down. Some of the very people who SHOULD believe you are gonna be skeptical, and they may even be doing so for their own selfish or maybe even nefarious means because they don’t want anyone eclipsing them. You may even start to wonder to yourself if this experience ever even happened, because no one seems to believe you, and as such, you wanna experience it again. You may even wanna drag someone along with you so that you can go “SEE! SEE!!! I TOLD YOU SO!!!” I get it. I really do get it.
Get it? 😉
^Chris Brown & Benny Benassi – Beautiful People^
As I explained in my replies, I see the “DO IT AGAIN!!!” or “DO IT AGAIN, AND I”LL BELIEVE!” modalities of thinking as being dangerous. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen mention of someone wanting to have a subsequent experience, and in fact, it’s quite a common thing in the paranormal realms. Big Foot hunters, Ghost Hunters, Nessie watchers, UFO chasers, you name it. And if you wanna relate these a little better, you could even put people like Robert Koch and Louis Pasteur to Marie Curie, Max Plank and Peter Higgs in similar categories because they too were chasing phantoms. Hell, the Apostle Paul, Daniel, Samuel,Ursula Kemp, Hermes Trismegistus, Nostradamus, Carl Jung, Dr. Ruth Westheimer…all of them chasing phantoms of one sort or another. Common themes there…belief. Repeatable stuff. Gotta have that subsequent something in order to seal the deal.
Just what we need in 2020…an inability to replicate a more or less concrete and solid something.
^Afrojack ft Eva Simons – ‘Take Over Control’ (Extended Mix)^
Anyone else notice that Frozone rode a white horse?
Lemme back up.
First, you will have needed to have seen the movie The Incredibles and/or be familiar with the movie and its characters. In this movie, there is a character named Frozone (Lucius Best), and the character is voiced by Samuel L. Jackson. This morning I got to thinking about “the big fucking deal with skin color”, and it got me to thinking about both representation and symbolism. Started off by me thinking about this little “check mark” that one can obtain on Twitter. “Verified” I think it is called, many people seem to want this little check mark quite badly, but it appears to me that this Twitter Verified nonsense mainly related to influencers, celebrities, famous business folk, and government/official types. The influencers seem to be the lot that are most grasping for this verified status because I guess it will help them turn the ether into gold for them personally.
Digress-ish.
^Odyssey – Going Back To My Roots^
As I was thinking about this verified nonsense, and people scrambling to receive a mark so that they can be part of the club, a line from the movie The Incredibles popped into my head…
“And when everyone’s super…no one will be.”
– Syndrome
If everyone is “verified”, no one will be. What popped into my head next was, “Wait, was Frozone the only person of a non-white color in that film?” Then it occurred to me…
FROZONE…RODE…A WHITE HORSE
Ice. Frozone rode ice. Ice is white.
Sure there are exceptions in the real world, but in the film, pretty sure that Frozone’s ice bridges that he slid around on were all white. Also…Frozone? Fro…Zone? How the fuck did Disney get away with naming a “black” character a name that starts with…
Was it a nod to “Fro Power” maybe? Anyway, I’m getting off track.
Q: Is a “black” entity’s power diminished by riding a white horse?
A: Increased?
Maybe there’s no effect at all. Or maybe I’m just being naive?
/shrug
^Deadmau5 + Kaskade – Move For Me [Extended Mix] (1080p) || HD^
Hold the pickles…hold the lettuce.
Special orders…don’t upset us.
All we ask is that you let us serve it your way.
Have it yourrrrrr way.
Have it your way
Have it yourrrrr way…at Burger King.
You may not be old enough to remember that commercial/jingle. But I have a question for you…
Q: Is the Burger King Corporation liable for damages to me because I have that stupid thing stuck in my head, its been in there for most of my life, and there is no fucking way to get it out?
A: ???
Seriously…I was not at the age of consent when Burger King started pumping that shit into my head. Was just blissfully unaware. Me being new to the planet and all, I was under the impression that advertising was just part of the world and the people behind all this stuff were good people with good intentions simply letting me know that they had a burger joint and would sell me a burger if I was hungry. I had no idea that they were really trying to worm their way into my head in such a way that they’d be a permanent fixture in my psyche forever and ever. What do I get out of this long term agreement that I did not knowingly nor willingly participate in? Worse still, I can’t talk about it without further infecting others with the same goddamn disease/ailment.
What a weird world, eh?
^Tiësto feat. Tegan and Sara – Feel It In My Bones^
HI! It’s now December 27th. I started this missive on December 14 , but there’s been so much going on that I haven’t had a chance to write any more.
In a bid for world domination, Nation A attacks Nation B.
Later, Nation A claims that it only attacked Nation B, because Nation B actually attacked Nation A first. Or maybe Nation B was threatening Nation A in such a way as to cause Nation A to defend itself. In essence, Nation A was merely defending itself.
Ever heard this bullshit before?
Yeah? No? What about the “world domination” bit? Ever heard of a group or nation wanting to dominate the world?
Yeah? No?
I guess one of the better questions you might ask yourself is how you are going to react/respond to a group/nation storming into your hood and taking over. It is going to happen. Might also wanna ask yourself how you wanna deal with this certainty. Might wanna preempt. Just sayin’.
The storm is coming. You can either endure it, or be it.
jmo
^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix)^
HEY! It’s now January 7th of 2021! Happy New Year you pack of fucking losers, scumbags, douchebags, etc.!
❤
Let us think about evolution, and mutation. In this instance, we are gonna listen to two different songs by the same dude, and we are gonna add in two remixes of these same songs by two different artists.
2 songs by one artist.
2 remixes of these two songs, by two different artists.
Clear? Cool.
What I’m wondering is, what is the difference between evolution and mutation.
Is mutation obvious because a more or less definitive source exists?
Is evolution obvious because a more or less definitive source does not exist?
^Benny Benassi ft. Gary Go – Cinema (Official Video HD)^
The edge of the Universe is right here. Yes…right here, right now, right in front of you.
Q: Can you reach it?
A: ¿¿¿
Doesn’t matter what it is. If you are aware of it, and cannot reach it, its right in front of you.
Inaccessibility expands.
Accessibility contracts.
All this time, you’ve been standing on the edge of nothingness, and didn’t even know it.
^BENNY BENASSI ‘CINEMA’ (SKRILLEX REMIX)^
People have existed on this planet for a very long time. We mingle. We interact. Some of us even get laid occasionally. Yet suddenly, if you don’t avoid everyone else, and if you don’t stay indoors 24/7, we’re all of us …gonna …be …ded.
DEAD!
No one wants to be dead.
Ded si dab!
^Benny Benassi – I Am Not Drunk^
Here’s the last one…a remix of I Am Not Drunk by Bloody Beetroots. We have had two songs by Benny Benassi…Cinema, and I Am Not Drunk; one remix by Skrillex, one remix by Bloody Beetroots.
Q: Where is the evolutionary something, and where is/are the mutation(s)?
A: …?...
May your 2021 be nCoV-2019 free, and I hope all your dreams come true.
Now...fuck off.
Oh wait…before you fuck off, maybe give a little thought to who is pumping what into your head, and why. That shit is there forever afterall. Even if you forget it, there is a void there where the something was, but is now “gone”. So yeah, there is an effect. There are effects. Sight(s), sound(s), smell(s), feel(z)…others are leading you around via a lotta different methods whether you realize it or not. Question is, what are you gonna do about it?
Now…you can feel free to fuck the fuck off.
Have a great weekend.
^Benny Benassi – I Am Not Drunk (The Bloody Beetroot Remix)^
At last, here is Part 2 of Cade’s latest missive, Dear Reader…
*Thanks, Clicky… /lights up… Hey, your post yesterday… /drags… You didn’t cover tanks much… /plumes smoke… Patton and tanks go together…*
*Yeah, I know you’ve constrained yourself to 5 fings to click or whatever, butt I’ve been finking…*
*About the Great Reset… /flicks ash… And how its architects needs the global economy to tank… /deep drag… so they can reset it…*
*Um, the pen is mightier than the sword… /thinks… Fountain pens have tanks, Clicky…*
… I know you’ve had to wait since Monday for it, so I shan’t keep you waiting. Enjoy! 😀
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Dew U C Ceeds?
Do Ewe Sea Ceeds?
Doo You Cease Eads?
Duyu Cicids?
Do U CC’ds?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Do You See Seeds?
Do You Sow Seeds?
It’s funny how you sometimes see a something for the first time, and you just…get it. It makes sense. Stumble across the same thing a few years later, and your understanding of this something seems to deepen. All the old stuff is still applicable, but this new stuff you’re now seeing adds some layers to the existing.
^M83 – “Wait” (Official Video)^
SHAMMALAMMADINGDONG MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
FRIDAY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!
I look left…there’s Friday.
I look right…there’s Friday.
I look ahead…there’s Friday.
.yadirF s’ereht…kcab kool I
I look down…
well, if I look down I could prolly see my junk if I lean forward a bit.
I look up…o, hallo! Wut u doin’ up thar?!
X: Question is, what are you doing up there?
Cade: Damn good question.
0: Well?
Cade: I’m “down here” to me, “up there” to you.
0: Are you about to start that “an ascent from one place, is actually a descent into another” crap?
Cade: If you must know, no…I am not.
X: What are you gonna do then?
Cade: Keep going.
X: Keep going…keep going…keep going…
Cade: Wait…why did “T:” just bail on me? They made an observation, then bailed. Now I can’t remember what it is they said.
X: Losing a lot of stuff lately are we?
Cade: Sorta. Question is, will I miss it.
X: Are you asking?
Cade: No. Making an observation.
X: Any plans on how to deal with all this stuff you are losing?
Cade: I’d imagine that I’ll have my chin up and maintain my optimism right up to the very end.
Z: At which point, it all goes wrong.
Cade: It’ll all fall apart.
X: It all comes crashing down.
Cade: Or up, depending on one’s vantage point or perspective.
X: Then what will you do.
Cade: The usual. Shed a few tears, have a few beers, then regroup.
X: How many people on Twitter do you estimate have you muted?
Cade: rofl…prolly many.
Z: People who “follow you”, have you muted?
Cade: It’s possible I guess. I see people talking about it all the time.
0: You see other people on Twitter talking about their followers muting them?
Cade: Yes. It’s kinda the only reason that I even think about the topic. I see tweets quite often where people are wondering aloud as to why no one seems to respond to their tweets, and further wonder if it is because their followers are muting them.
X: Have you reached any conclusions?
Cade: Most of the stuff that I tweet out is likely very non-interesting to most people, and I just figure that my stuff is kinda boring or irrelevant to most. My interactions with others in their tweets likely come off as acerbic, non-supportive, and maybe even hostile or combative.
X: Interactions are tricky.
Cade: You’ve very little space in which to interact with others. Back on point tho, in order to have a somewhat meaningful experience on Twitter, you really have to be mindful of both those whom you follow, as well as those who follow you.
Z: Be aware.
Cade: Yeah. Many people on Twitter seem to measure the quality of their experience primarily upon the number of followers and number of interactions because it adds up to a monetary payment of some kind. Others seem to measure the quality of their experience on the number of huggles and hearts and virtual smooches they get.
X: How did we get here?
Cade: Welp, we started off talking about dimensions and perspectives, and now we’re talking about Twitter and how certain people may see the service. So yeah, we’re kinda still talking about the same crap we started off talking about.
X: Dimensions and perspectives.
Cade: Today’s treasure is tomorrow’s shitbag.
X: Maybe there’s a diamond in the rough in there.
Cade: Certainly possible, if not likely.
X: …
What will happen, is the past.
What is happening, is the future.
What did happen, is the now.
^The Nuns – Lazy^
This next song was indexed as “42” in the randomly generated YouTube playlist that I am currently listening to.
Q: Does that “42” mean something?
A: /???\ /?¿?\ /???\
Hey, don’t ask me for answers, I asked you. When it comes to synchronicity, I cannot even begin to tell you what it/they might mean. I can only tell you that they’ve occurred. And hell yes I ponder the living fuck out of them. Have learned (the hard way) tho, that assigning a value and/or some kind of meaning to these things is almost a sure-fire way to wind up disappointed. A pathway to heartbreak. Maybe even destruction or some kind of calamity. As such, I personally don’t spend a lot of time trying to find exacting and specific meaning in these events.
Will good things come?
A: Yes, absolutely.
Will bad things come?
A: Yes, absolutely.
Can you predict which will occur when?
I've notta clue. I figure if I need to know a something, I will, and I'll know it precisely when I need to.
^Blackmill Feat. Veela – Let It Be (Full Version)^
That bit in the previous missive about “slavery” as it relates to “the state” and/or the US Constitution got me to thinking about attachments. Got me to wondering if it is possible to be attached to a something, without necessarily being a slave to this something you find yourself attached to. Surrendering rights and/or freedoms in order to receive a something, and this may be a something you don’t even realize you have. You may not even know that you’re giving a something up in order to get this something you don’t realize you have.
“The things you own, end up owning you.”
Fight Club (Movie)
You may need a something at one point in your life, but then at some point, you don’t need it anymore, so do you get rid of it? Free up some space? Shed some weight? Make yourself more mentally, physically and spiritually more agile? Or do you continue to carry it around with you. After all, you might just need it down the road. Like take for example when a something in your life becomes cliché. Does that mean it’s become a burden, and it may be time to trim some branches off of your own personal tree of wisdom?
“A society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit.”
Greek Proverb
Is that really a Greek proverb? Like, really, really a Greek proverb? Or is it just some reworked and repackaged something being sold with a recognizable and somewhat reliable brand name.
Potentially, that saying has been plagiarized, and maybe falsely attributed. The Jews appear to have a claim or two on it, the Chinese appear to have a claim on it and it was then stolen by the Romans/stolen by a Roman, another Roman may have attached it to the Greeks, on and on. Someone planted the seed, the tree grew, the tree continues to provide the fruits of its shade, and everyone on the planet is trying to claim ownershit. Ooops…I mean, ownership.
That was an actual typo. I left it.
^The National – “Sea Of Love”^
Plagiarism has been a hot topic in the “spiritual awakening” community ever since I first arrived in it. Loads of people accusing others of stealing from them, and especially in the more predictive portions of the ascension crowd; as in, those in the astrology types of realms.
Astrologer A posts their stuff first (chronologically);
Astrologer B posts their stuff next (chronologically);
Astrologer A then accuses Astrologer B of stealing their stuff.
(I assume because Astrologer A posted their stuff first)
Lessee…we’re talking about very exact and very precise times, places, things. I’d think that the interpretations, predictions and forecasts would almost have to be at least similar. The foundations of Astrology are set. Certain signs always and forever mean certain things, and the clockworks of the Universe are very precise. Hence, any deviation(s) or any lack of similarities between foretellings would be more indicative of some kind of an issue rather than similarities.
You’re all spinning yarns from the same wheel(s), right? Surely your textiles are going to be very similar. Then I guess it just comes down to marketing your product better, and some of that is going to include Pepsi Challenge kinds of crap where you praise your own product, and damn everyone else’s product(s). Make your own business thrive, skin your competition alive.
Easy.
^Lord Huron – Time to Run^
Another one of the things that I don’t get about Astrology is that, yes, I am a Scorpio. But ya know what? My parents weren’t. I’m the offspring of a Taurus/Leo matchup. I’m a Scorpio spliced together via a Leo and a Taurus union. Surely that has some kind of affect on the particular flavor of Scorpio that I as an individual am.
…that I as an individual am.
Does that sentence fragment make sense? “I as an individual am”/shrug
Yeah, where was I? Oh yeah, um…
Leo + Taurus = Scorpio.
How does a Leo and Taurus coupling create a plain vanilla Scorpio? Surely there’s some kind of triad type structure going on there. I have qualities of the three, and not just and only the one. Just thinking that I cannot rely upon the single “Scorpio” archetype to guide me in my travels and/or help me understand myself better. BUT! Maybe that’s the point?
Mom’s mom was a Virgo, and mom’s dad was a Libra. Dad’s mom was a Leo, and dad’s dad was a Virgo. That means if I wanna kinda understand myself, I need to understand all of these signs in order to understand how all of that can coalesce into…me. When your horoscopes make absolutely no sense, but you start to take the time to start reading the horoscopes of those who are in your life, and then combine them, maybe your own astrology stuff will start to make more sense.
Maybe not.
Kinda thinking tho that the point of any system is to get you hooked on it. Work it until it starts making sense. Once it starts making sense, you can now believe in it. All that is left to do at this point is figure out if this stuff is really real, or if you were simply programmed to believe its real.
^Flying Lotus – Zodiac Shift (Sonnymoon Remix)^
Heh, it’s funny to think about the information one can glean about me just from my mentioning my parents and grandparents birthsigns. Data harvesters. What’s that? You were unaware of how stupid it is to reveal personal information of any kind or form on the Internet? Welp, it is. Gonna be very difficult for data harvesters to do “deep dives” on you if you’re shielded behind an e-personna. Those cute little things you see where they want you to take the first initial of your first name, last initial of your last name, day your were born, and month you were born in order to get your Jedi name or rocker name or whatever? Yeah, they now have your initials of first and last name, and your date of birth sans year. You know, all that “official” stuff that is splattered all over “official” documents and identifies you as being who you say you are.
Be safe…travel well.
^Unknown – High Society Climber (’60s GARAGE PUNK)^
A few years ago, was spending some time kinda bouncing back and forth between where I am now and this other place west of where I am now. Divorce was finally happening, new doors opening, new life on the horizon, new place(s), new people, new times…long story. Anyway, I saw something out there one day that really caught my attention. An advertisement, posted on a bollard outside of the entrance of a grocery store. I asked my compadre to take a picture of the advertisement, she did, but I have no idea where she uploaded the picture to, and she posted the picture on the now defunct Synchromysticism Forums. This means I cannot share the picture with you here and now.
Anyway, sorry I cannot provide the photo in question, but the advertisement was for a 4-in-1 flu vaccination shot, and it was outside of a Brookshire’s grocery store, slipped over one of the bollards outside the entrance. Immediately made me scratch my head. Yes, I understand the difficulty in trying to predict which virus will appear in a given season, and I also understand how frustrating it must be to whip up a batch of vaccines for on strain, yet another appears. Still, seems like a strange approach. Has a carpet bombing kind of feeling to it.
^China’s gateway to Europe – the New Silk Road | DW Documentary^
How long can you chase a something before it either capitulates, or turns and fights? You prolly want it to either capitulate or die, but this thing you are trying to tame may not see things that way. May choose its own path. Yeah…sounds completely nuts, eh? Impossible.
You’ve somehow figured out what could be billions of years of information, what can and cannot be, what is possible and impossible, and you’ve figured all this out in only a few years. Wow…you’re smart. Can I have your autograph?
^Grouplove – Colours^
BTW, the Synchromysticism Forums are still up. Kinda.
Looks like they only have 11 members, and “PearlChan” seems to be pretty much the only person posting there. I assume that’s “Peg” from the whatchacallit forums. Her FundRazr for SMF is still up and open too. Still sitting at $680. Still wonder what all that was about. Seeds? A small group of people spreading seeds?
/shrug
^Of Monsters And Men – Empire (Official Lyric Video)^
If you are a someone who is just now wandering into this Synchronicity and/or Synchromysticism nonsense, and you’ve somehow found your way here, I can only imagine the path you’ve walked to get to where you now find yourself. Prolly a safe bet tho that you’ve encountered some strange stuff, this strange stuff makes little to no sense, and it’s prolly gotten you to thinking about things you never would have thought about otherwise. Thinking in strange directions, looking at things in different ways, and some of these challenges are likely foundation-shaking types of thoughts about the very things you hold dear. Also very likely that you are encountering a lot of paradoxes, and/or, you are encountering paradoxical types of thinking. Like some invisible force is trying to pry from your grasp the thing(s) to which you clutch for safety:
God is a man;
No, God is a woman;
No, God has no gender;
No, God, is;
No, God, “is not” because God does not exist.
You may be scrambling in and through the esoteric realms of everything from spiritualism and the paranormal, to some rather mundane stuff that you’ve previously had no interest in or maybe even no knowledge of. Almost like you are being led by some mysterious hand into some continuing education program, so you can learn about a bunch of stuff that you’ve currently no clue why you’d ever need to know this stuff. And yet, there’s something inside you that is drawing you to it. It’s not at the barrel of a gun or at the end of a pitchfork either. Its more like a gentle nudge from the Universe to “hey, no pressure here, but give this a try” type of situation. Almost like the Universe knows something you don’t, and for some reason, a mysterious force (which likely shouldn’t even exist) is now providing you some guidance and insight as to how you might proceed. You’re shocked. This can’t be happening. Why now? Why me? What in the FUCKis going on here?!?!
A: The only thing more weird about a person asking the Universe for a something this person needs or wants, is getting it.
You prayed that silent prayer. You made a wish on that falling star. You tossed that coin into the fountain. You shook your fist at the heavens. You blew out those birthday cake candles.
Wait…it’s coming true? NOW?!?!? Why now? Why the fuck are my prayers being answered…now?!?
Wait...what in the fuck did I even ask for???
I remember asking for something, but I sure as shit don’t remember asking for this!!!
Seriously, why would you ask for a something via supernatural channels, and then be shocked when this something you asked for arrives via supernatural pathways? Sounds to me like you got exactly what you asked for, precisely from whom you requested it from.
^Deadmau5 – Clockwork (1080p) || HD^
Heh, just as I finished writing/editing that bit, this appeared on my Twitter feed…
Remember that quote from the movie Fight Club that I used earlier? There’s more to it.
“The things you own end up owning you. It’s only after you lose everything that you’re free to do anything.”
Movie = Fight Club
Losing things is bad. Unless of course you have a pocket full of nickels and you suddenly find yourself in deep waters. You’ll drop those nickels like a bad habit, rapidly.
^Bonobo : Linked (Official Audio)^
You’re gonna have to deal with the idea of absurdity sooner or later. Absolutely bonkers and completely ridiculous absurdities are going to surround you like a fog on the Golden Gate Bridge. Absurdity, ridiculousness, and paradox. Just a friendly suggestion that you maybe try and develop your own personal comfort levels with these ideas. 1 + 1 is many times not gonna equal 2. It’s more likely that 1 + 1 = 0.60005000023217. Or 1 + 1 = 368. Or 1 + 1 = Riboflavin. Or 1 + 1 = A Week Ago.
Abstractions where the outcomes are much greater or much less than some “more sane” or some “more fair” type of equilibrium. The most obvious place to look as to why your equations are fucking up?
Time.
Today’s crazy, is tomorrow’s sane. Or maybe, today’s imbalance = tomorrow’s equality.
^Parcels – Lightenup | A COLORS SHOW^
We do nothing to affect this planet.
Nothing…we do it…to this planet.
And I mean nothing.
It ain’t there.
You did not see it.
Of course when you do finally see it, you may shit bricks.
^Deadmau5 – Whelk Then^
Drove my poor parents crazy with questions when I was a kid. But my questions were less “where does so-and-so come from?”, and more “where does so-and-so go?”. Where does used motor oil go? Where do old clothes go? Where does that cigarette smoke go? Where does car exhaust go? Where does rainwater go? Where does trash go? I think they hated giving me answers because they knew I’d then ask “well, where does it go then?”
rofl
I saw no ends. Still see no ends. See lots of cycles, these cycles contain end-ish types of things, but they all seem to be the beginning of something else. Prolly why it occurred to me sometime back, that if you really want to find the beginning, find the end. If you find the end, you will find the beginning.
Looks like the 3-day pass is $145, and camping is $45 per-person. And I gotta get there. And since I’ll be in Iowa, I might wanna saunter up to Clear Lake/Mason City to see where the music died.
Guess I best start saving my pennies now, eh?
^Old Crow Medicine Show – Wagon Wheel [Official Music Video]^
Do you know what time it is? That’s right kats and cittens, it’s time for a…
RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! … !! …
Be gentle with me, I’ve not done this in a while.
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From today’s featured article…
Alister Murdoch – a senior commander in the Royal Australian Air Force (RAAF). He served as Chief of the Air Staff (CAS) from 1965 to 1969. Joining the Air Force in 1930, Murdoch trained as a seaplane pilot and participated in an Antarctic rescue mission for lost explorers in 1935. During World War II, he commanded No. 221 Squadron RAF in Europe and the Middle East, and later occupied senior positions on the staff of RAAF formations in the South West Pacific. His post-war appointments included Commandant of RAAF College from 1952 to 1953, Air Officer Commanding (AOC) Training Command from 1953 to 1955, Deputy Chief of the Air Staff from 1958 to 1959, and AOC Operational Command from 1962 to 1965.
List of Queensland Lacrosse Premiers – This list is incomplete; you can help by adding missing items with reliable sources. Men’s Premiership Trophy: ? Women’s Premiership Trophy: ?
NOTE:Don’t ask me. This is the first time in the history of Random Wikipedia Attacks that I can recall running across a Wikipedia article that was this much of a trainwreck. – Cade
Alan Wilson (judge) – justice of the Supreme Court of Queensland in the Trial Division. He was appointed to the bench in 2009, after serving as a judge in the District Court since 2001. He was named a Queen’s Council in 1999.
Oksana Khrul – a Ukrainian para-swimmer, competing in S6, SM6 and SB7 categories. With limited use of her arms, Khrul has won medals in the World Para Swimming Championships, Paralympics, and the IPC European Championships. She set a World record at the 2012 Paralympics, and World and European records at the 2016 Paralympics, all in the 50m butterfly S6 event, and has three times received national honours in her native Ukraine.
Young Lachlan – a schooner that was stolen and wrecked by convicts in 1819. Between 1812 and 1817 as the Henrietta Packet it provided passenger and cargo transport between colonial ports, and was possibly involved in exploration in the present-day Tasmania.
Blue Wall Cafe – a former dive bar and current restaurant at the University of Massachusetts Amherst. Opening inside the Murray D. Lincoln Campus Center in the 1970s, the bar made upwards of $600,000 in the late 1970s (over $2,300,000 in 2013 dollars), and went through 1,800 kegs a year. This made it one of the largest beer-consuming establishments in the Northeastern United States. Following the raising of the drinking age to 21 in the United States, the bar experienced a decline in sales, before finally going dry in the 1980s. In the early 2000s, alcohol was again served, although it proved to be unprofitable.
Three Rivers Athletic Conference (Indiana) – The Three Rivers Athletic Conference was a short-lived conference based in Southern Indiana, not to be confused with the Three Rivers Conference in northern Indiana, which still exists. The five schools that made the conference were very small, far-flung schools that were unable to find a home in closer leagues for various reasons. The league folded in 1989 due to travel concerns, with all the members becoming independent.
Don Julius Caesar d’Austria – the oldest illegitimate son of Holy Roman Emperor Rudolf II and his long-term mistress, Catherina Strada. A schizophrenic, d’Austria died serving a life sentence in prison following his murder of a barber’s daughter in 1608.
Taferne – an inn in Mandling village, which is part of Schladming, Austria. It is near the Schladming Tauern hiking area and the Ski Amadé winter sports area.
Ever get the feeling you are being piloted somewhere, but at least someone in cockpit appears to have no clue where they are taking you?
^Cymande – Dove^
I’ve been dragging my feet on this one for two days now, so I guess I should go ahead and finish it and send it over to Roob so she can work her magic on it. But I’m really glad that I didn’t send it two nights ago when I promised, because something damn interesting popped up yesterday morning…
Former Israeli space #security chief Haim Eshed has revealed that aliens from a "Galactic Federation" have been in contact with the US and #Israel for years, but humanity isn't ready to know this.
Ya know, when the lies and the lying start to go public in a very public kind of way, welp, let’s just say that a lot of that appears to be going around currently. Damn difficult to tell who is full of shit, and who isn’t. Which…hey…have you ever thought of that? Like, humans are all kinda full of shit in that we’re kinda turd transport modules. If you had x-ray vision, and you checked out that hot dude or hot chick internally, there’s likely a turd in there somewhere.
Eww.
If they’re hooked on painkillers, there might be a whole backlog of poop.
Eeeeewwww. Meh fuckit...they look hot on the outside.
Jupiter, Saturn, and although you can’t see it, Pluto is lurking way out there in the background in the same area. Mars is lurking directly overhead each and every night. Orion is laying on his side each evening. Does all that mean something?
It doesn’t necessarily have to be the biggest, nor the most long-lasting, it just has to get you through. Get you over the hump. Position yourself in such a way as to ride out the storm, all while remaining in operation. Makes sense. Supposedly, that which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. You could exit the bunker fat, happy, and well-positioned.
^Bedroom – We All Need Something (feat. Jade Lawhon) (Official Video)^
There’s one other thing I wanted to write about, but I can’t recall what it was. Oh well, it’ll come back around.
Hrm...
Low + Low = Low?
“Lick” is right in the big middle of “complicated”.
FOE – NET – TICKS
