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 😀
… Yes, the Okie Text US Devil has finally arrived at 53, and he’s sent us a missive. So settle back and enjoy! 😀
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Hey Guys!
Hay Guise!
Hey Guys!
Hague Eyes!
Hey Guys!
Hey Guise!
^The Smiths – The Smiths – The Headmaster Ritual^
You ever get that strange feeling that something is…not right? Something is askew. Amiss. Not necessarily anything particularly nefarious, just…missing. Whatever it is isn’t there, so you can’t actually see what is missing, in order to know what is missing. There’s just a hole or void. You begin to rack your brain as to what that big empty space is. Where’d that nothing come from? What did that nothing replace? Yeah, there’s something there now, but it is nothing, so what was there previously?
I’ve been (somewhat actively) on Twitter for coming up on four years now. I don’t follow a whole lotta people, and even less people follow me. I don’t look for people to follow, I don’t follow famous people*, which means that virtually everyone I follow, I kinda know. Or at least, I have a pretty good idea as to why that person/account caught my eye….I know why I followed that person/account…and yeah I don’t really know them. I likely read their tweets, I like to acknowledge tweets sometime just to let that someone know that someone out there actually saw and read their tweet, I tend to notice when a someone hasn’t tweeted in a while, I notice when someone stops tweeting entirely, and I tend to notice when someone follows me or unfollows me.
Blocks? Not so much as they tend to by accounts you don’t follow and/or don’t who don’t follow you. Shadow-bans? Again kinda tricky to notice since they aren’t actually blocking you. Mutes? Again not so much since (ironically) people on Twitter tend not to engage others in discussion or debate, or are weird about how they acknowledge you. But when someone deletes their account? Yeah, you gotta dig a bit to find this out this is why an account has disappeared, but you do notice (if you are paying attention anyway).
So when you find out that some interesting someone has vanished from your Twitter feed, you look and see that they are no longer following you, and worse, you are mysteriously no longer following them?
FUCK!!! THEY BLOCKED ME!!!
Or they’ve shadow-banned me. What in the hell did I say that offended them?! Then you do some digging, find out that…”oh, they’ve deleted their account, fuck”, then you notice that they appear to have been more or less the center of some kind of conversational tempest with a few people just prior to deleting their account.
😦
*I tend only to follow accounts that 1) catch my eye because of some interesting tweet they’ve made which somehow winds up on my feed (usually artsy-fartsy types), 2) is a topical something on a subject that interests me, or 3) is just some random something in the moment which has no rational explanation. All that to say, I don’t really seek out accounts to follow, and certainly not personal accounts. This whole “following” thing still kinda gives me the creeps. Makes me feel like someone is following me. Or worse, I’m following someone.
/yeesh
^Failure Band – Golden^
In ye olden days, e-nerds would have called this “a rage quit” or maybe said “they got flamed” or “they were owned/pwned/quiz0wned”. Someone gets so angry or frustrated that they bail on a forum discussion or chat conversation or bail on an online game or whatever e-activity they were involved in. Maybe even abandon a community entirely, delete their account, vanish forever. Or at least, vanish under that particular identity. There are even people out there who intentionally stir up shit for this very reason. They want to encourage others into a rage quit.
Really don’t know what happened in this particular case. Just know that a Twitter account is gone, there are signs that there may have been a kerfuffle of some kind which led to this account being deleted, and it sucks that they are gone. All that said, letting go is sometimes the right thing to do. The Twitter world is a bit more dim now, but they appear to be looking out for themselves, and that’s a good thing.
Cya around maybe
^love and rockets – an american dream^
Etiquette is whatever we make it. Standards are whatever we make them.
We also choose whether or not to adhere.
Whether or not to pursue those who do not adhere.
^Pale Saints – Sight of You (Official Video)^
I’d hope that people “follow me” on social media because they have some kind of interest in me. Not just and only because of some group that I belong to, or because of some social construct that I claim to support, or because my interactions appear to tow a particular line, etc..
Prolly just a pipe dream.
A wet one of course.
Idealistic.
Idealism.
^Pixies – Velouria (Official Video)^
!!!MOVIES REVIEW TIME !!!
Yes...plural
Ravoo A: Myself and a certain someone watched a flick yesterday called “LA Story”.
When the movie was over, best I could sum it up was “that movie was WAY ahead of its time”. Now that I’ve had a bit to think about it, it occurs to me that the movie was ahead of its time mainly because it used bits from Shakespeare’s Hamlet. Now, I gotta clarify here that “ahead of its time” because LA Story reintroduces the concept of mysticism. Somewhere along the way, “mysticism” appears to have been replaced with “supernatural”, and now everything mystical has to be accompanied by fact, otherwise its just myth of the completely fake and totally unsubstantiated variety. Anything without proof or some concrete and shareable/relatable something is almost certainly false. Hordes of people all over the globe are chasing all this weird shit that is happening, but none of it is real. ‘Tis an unusual concept to ponder…all mystical experiences must be a unified thing, otherwise, they don’t exist. I guess some people don’t like to feel they are being left out. And hey, I can relate. All these fuckers are seeing gods and aliens and ghosts and cryptids, and I personally ain’t seen shit.
Makes a fella skeptical
Ravoo B: Today watched a something called “The Game”.
Pretty sure I’ve finally figured out why I tend to hate much of 1980’s and 1990’s cinema. Everyone is fragile, and these fragile people are ALWAYS on the cusp of violence. Anything will set them off, and I do many anything. The slightest of hiccups will fracture that calm, cool, collected and highly polished veneer. To make matters worse, violence is the only answer. The only solution. No one, and I mean NO ONE, sucks it up and takes it on the chin. Very eye for an eye…’cept it’s usually more like “please me, or else”.
Something else that I notice about 80’s/90’s cinema? It follows a very similar model to music of the same time…the quiet/loud/quiet or loud/quiet/loud. Everything, is peaks and valleys. Nothing but peaks and valleys. Rises and falls are almost irrelevant. The point of getting on the ride, is to get to the end. The first part of the 1st act is important, the end of the 3rd act is important, but everything in between is just space for timed silence and noises that validate the premise and conclusion.
^Pixies – Monkey Gone To Heaven (Official Video)^
Rage is more likely to be the fat end of the wedge.
Fury is more likely to be the thin end.
Either way, you’re still swinging an axe.
Or a maul.
Or a hammer if you are old school.
^Cocteau Twins – Cherry-Coloured Funk (Live at Black Sessions).^
I’ve been abducted by aliens twice.
First time, some aliens grabbed me and took me to their home planet.
Second time, the aliens that abducted me the first time, paid some other aliens to abduct me from their planet, and bring me back to Earth.
^U.S. Girls – Overtime (Alex Frankel Remix)^
Monty died.
😦
Seeya around girl.
^Missing Persons – Noticeable One^
It would appear that some are sometimes confused when I write about the contents of a video, then post the video in question, without always specifically stating that “this block of text references the video below”. It is with this in mind that I wish to pose a question…
Q: How were Antarctic Nazis poisoned by polar bear meat?
A: ???
I once read in a USAF survival manual to neverto eat polar bear liver because it will kill you due to the ridiculous amount of iron stored in a polar bear’s liver, but there are no polar bears in Antarctica. Yes, I realize they prolly brought the meat with them, but what a fucking logistical nightmare, eh? Travel way the fuck north, kill a bunch of polar bears for their meat, haul it down way the fuck south.
And die for your trouble
^5 Creepy Deep Sea Anomalies That Can’t Be Explained^
You are looking for external things. You are looking at external things.
Fair enough
Might…maybe…wanna give some thought as to how these external things line up with things internal to you.
Lets, as a hypothetical, suppose that you are searching for the Holy Grail.
Q: How does the Holy Grail align itself to your inward wants/needs?
A: ?╗¿╚?
Not only that, but what does this particular alignment do with/to/for the rest of your internal goodies, and how do they now line up with external things. If the focusing of one set of mirrors, fucks up the alignment/clarity of the rest of your mirrors, your path may become unclear. Or maybe even so fucking clear that you can’t see it.
Its a tough question to ask oneself for sure. We are multidimensional beings who require all kinds of diverse and far-ranging things in order to survive.
^U.S. Girls – And Yet It Moves / Y Se Mueve (Official Video)^
Watched a talk of his once where he opened the talk by taking an entire bottle of homepathic medicine in order to demonstrate what a bunch of bunk homeopathic medicines are. It was at that very moment, that something dawned on me regarding astrology, power, potency, and…dosing.
Q: Why would God, or a god, or some powerful ethereal being not wanna hang with mortals.
A: King Kong & toxicity
Now, for those who are familiar with any of the King Kong flicks, you will know that King Kong actually had a capacity for being somewhat gentle in the handling of humans when he wanted to. But when those rage vibes were flowing, not so much. But what I really got to thinking about was how some tiny and seemingly inconsequential something could possibly have a profound affect on one’s own life. This made me think of how in the Bible that its typically not a good idea to be in God’s presence because they appear to sometimes have some difficulty dialing their shit back. Made me wonder how a something could be put into place where powerful stuff wasn’t so overwhelming and potentially destructive.
Like say...lead
Or maybe even gold or iron, or kevlar. Maybe even a bunch of swirling tumbling crap that serves to somewhat negate or offset more direct hits by energy or matter upon another energy or matter. What does any of this have to do with tiny somethings creating massive change(s), or massive and powerful things figuring out how to be more gentle with less powerful things? I dunno. Maybe you can assign yourself some homework and think of some things on your own. You don’t want me to do all of your thinking for ya, do ya?
^Belly – Gepetto (Official Video)^
“The first thought is usually the correct one.”
Q: If this is so, will one who tends to be wrong all the time become conditioned to be dismissive of any “first thoughts”?
A: //?\\
I’ve read that either truth or conditioning usually lead to “the first thought” one may have. Makes me wonder as to how conditioning can, itself, be conditioned. How truth can be conditioned. Better thoughts. Best thoughts. Still, I must question myself as to how I wound up in a situation where all of my first thoughts, are the wrong ones. Are always wrong. No first thought is ever satisfactory. Perhaps I’m relying too much upon others to dictate to me the right and wrong of things?
/shrug
^one perfect sunrise – orbital^
You know more about “there”…than you know about, “here”. How is this possible?
How did there, become so knowable from here.
Why is here so unknowable.
Surrounded, here, by almost infinite things to know, and yet, you know little to nothing of here.
You focus not on here.
You spend your time here, dreaming of there.
Hrm...something is amiss
^Philip T.B.C. feat. C.Monts – Back To The Batcave (Topspin Remix)^
I shan’t beat around the bush, Dear Reader, here is the missing missive from yesterday’s missive post. Apols! for that, but please enjoy! 😀
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O HAI!
How RU?
Ya’ll getting your New Year’s Resolutions ready yet?
Might wanna go ahead and start thinking about what you are going to resolve to do/not do in 2021. This wacky 2020 year may have upended everything, and “the usual resolutions” may not do.
Something original might be in order
Perhaps something heartfelt, or maybe some completely off-the-wall something. But, it’s your shit, and you’re the one that’s gotta wade through the disappointment, so…whatevz.
^Paul Keeley – Kaleidoscope (Andre Sobota Remix)^
Kinda funny you holding a grudge and taking revenge for something that happened long ago. If some kid stole your lunch money in the third grade, then you bump into that person when you both are 39 and you decide to exact some revenge?
Q: Is that the equivalent of an adult abusing on an 8/9 year old kid?
A: ¿ !!! ¿
The “offender” was eight or nine years old when this shit happened, so you’re basically going back to elementary school to single out some kid for a beating or some other form of retribution. Not to mention, they may have “grown up” or “grown past” the shit. But you? Nope. I guess you’re going for the unable to be tried as an adult bit in court. Or maybe insanity.
/shrug
Not smart thinking.
I mean, who wants to be a kid?
Also, who wants to be labeled as insane?
Insane kid.
Yeesh…not good labels for an adult to have.
^Cast Away – Lost In You (Talamanca Remix)^
Wait to form your grudges until adulthood. That way, you can make the “we’re both adults here” argument. Makes rationalizations and justifications more solid. Or something.
^DJ Fronter – Diana (Original Mix)^
Lets change gears and talk about Apollo 12 and chemtrails. Remember Apollo 12? Me neither. It launched 1 day before my 2nd birthday. But it would appear that Apollo 12 launched during a storm, the launch vehicle was struck twice by lighting during its initial ascent, and the lightning rode the vehicle’s exhaust all the way to the ground.
There was a documentary I watched years ago on storms, and one of the segments focused on a group of researchers launching model rockets during storms in order to intentionally trigger lightning strikes for research purposes. The difference being that these are small chemical rockets which were trailing a small thin wire attached to the ground in order to provide the lightning a path of travel. Apollo 12 had to inadvertently rely upon the exhaust from it’s kerosene engines.
Looks like commercial flights were projected to be 40.3 million for 2020CE/AD just prior to nCoV-2019, but the numbers are roughly about half of that currently. Keep in mind that these are flights, not flight hours. A single flight is departure-en route-arrival, and each flight could be hours long.
Now, those poor bastards back in 2015 likely didn’t know about nCoV-2019, nor about the 737 MAX issues, nor that the A-380 was going to stop production, nor that the 787 Dreamliner was going to have ongoing issues. But as of 2017 the global fleet appears to have stood at 25,368 aircraft.
‘The Federal Aviation Administration estimates that commercial jet airliners in the US are struck by lightning once every 1,000 flight hours, or once each year, on average. Planes can even trigger lightning themselves by flying through ionized clouds.’
Apr 11, 2017 – Source: Google, 2 September 2020
What I am trying to get an idea of, is just how much electrical charge is being redirected and/or routed around in the skies by the exhaust gases left behind by commercial aircraft. Commercial aircraft do not always leave behind visible contrails, but they do always leave behind exhaust gases. They also leave behind a rather turbulent wake. But there’s at least a few things we need to understand before getting all conspiratorial.
^Adrian Hour – IWANNA (Original Mix)^
First up, is that aircraft of any/all kinds avoid thunderstorms like the plague. Second up is that many aircraft fly “above the weather”. Yes, there are storms that can top 70,000 feet which aircraft cannot fly above, but one can sure the fuck go around them. If you cannot go above, and you can’t go around, you can always do an about face, or you can even seek someplace to land and ride the storm out on the ground and continue on after the storm(s) pass. Point being, planes do indeed fly in visible moisture (clouds) quite frequently, but typically not storms, and certainly not bad storms.
Next up is that aircraft themselves generate fucktons of static electricity due to the friction between the aircraft’s surfaces and air. This means that even tho there is not a storm or even a particularly bad storm, the aircraft itself may generate a lightning strike in instances where the static discharge aerials on the aircraft cannot keep up. We then need to remember that not all aircraft leave visible contrails. In fact, they are kinda rare, and are most frequent in the winter months. It’s always quite cold at 30+ thousand feet, but the temperatures do indeed vary at those altitudes, and the contrails which do appear in the summer months tend to be of a very short duration.
Next we need to consider that, in the instance of visible contrails left by aircraft, much of the moisture may be ice and not liquid water. Any unburnt fuel is likely to be mist or aerosol-like, and possibly even gel (yes, jet fuel gels at very cold temperatures). What I am wondering about is the matrix that exists within a visible contrail. Frozen water/ice, exhaust gases, unburnt fuel, chemical additives, metal particulate(s), carbon fiber particulates, and even non-aircraft generated pollutants which were already in the atmosphere and got caught up in this matrix as it was formed when the aircraft passed through.
Lesse…there have been 1,558 Boeing 747s built as of June 2020, and at 555 lbs (252 kg) of paint per pop, that’s a grand total of 864,690 lbs (392,270 kg) of paint. The average for a repaint is every 5 to 10 years, so I think it safe to say that a single aircraft type is responsible for shedding a whole lotta paint flakes all over the place over time. But lets us get away from the paints and petroleum, and get back to the more tangible parts, but we’ll stay in the micro-matrix for a bit longer.
no pun intended
‘Turbine blades that are used immediately downstream of the combustor are usually repaired once at 15,000 to 25,000 cycles, but that can vary widely depending on the engine model and use. Hot desert airports can be more destructive. Over an engine lifetime of 4 to 6 overhauls blades get replaced 2 to 4 times.’
Source: Google, 2 September 2020
Just think its important to keep in mind that aviation engines spit out much more than just and only exhaust gases. Nevermind the other types of tiny crap that is constantly falling off of these things. I mean, can you see a tiny paint chip or metal shaving from 7-9 miles away? Even if you could see a tiny something from miles away, would you know what you were looking at, and would you know from whence it came?
^Jay Lumen – Sunbeam (Original Mix) – Noir Music^
We interrupt this wall of text to inform you that the author of this wall of text is becoming concerned at the lack of randomness which currently exists in the few e-channels in which he swims.
Everyone seems to be singing the same tune.
Perhaps in different keys…but the song remains the same.
Not really seeing anyone singing their own song.
Finally…world unity.
Huzzah
/golf clap
^Temples – Shelter Song^
This all started with me contemplating the possibility that both visible contrails and invisible aircraft wakes are creating conduits through which electricity/electrical charges/electrons may flow. Also wondering a bit about what becomes of any residuals when and if electrical current flows through them.
Got hit with a twist in my thinking there because I got to thinking about the combustion that is taking place within an aircraft’s engine(s). Most of the water in visible contrails is going to be moisture that was already in the atmosphere. However, the combustion process is also going to produce some moisture/water, not to mention that there is going to be some water suspended within the fuel itself. Not much, but some. And ya gotta keep in mind that we need to think in aggregate terms at the same time we are thinking about the microcosms and macrocosms.
No idea what has happened to Kundalini. Never hear a thing about Kundalini anymore. Not so long ago it was Kundalini this and Kundalini that, but no more. Maybe she’s on vacation or something.
To be fair tho, these Molly Mac astrology thingies I’ve been listening to recently with a certain someone have been masculine, masculine, masculine. Nothing but chewing backy, pickup trucks, sweaty balls and testosterone.
^Sergio Mendes – Viramundo^
All of the music appearing in this list is coming from my BBT3 playlist on YouTube because I’ve wanted to revisit some old tunes, and I completely forgot about this gem. Weird song, pretty straightforward, but the blending of the live acoustic percussion with the flighty ethereal music is pretty cool. Something mystical about the whole mess, and I don’t mean just and only the dude in the voodoo getup.
^Slow Magic – Sorry Safari – Audiotree Live^
Got five tweets for you.
Tweet 1: A radio bridge has been discovered 3 billion light-years away…
A vast radio bridge found, connecting two galaxy clusters about to merge https://t.co/foTDlr6enX
Tweet 2: Protests of some kind appear to have spontaneously started in Rochester, NY…
Daniel Prude died March 30, seven days after Rochester, New York police put a hood over his head and pressed his face into the pavement for two minutes.
The world only found out about it today, when his family released video and records of the incident.https://t.co/DwNi7Ki3Wz
Tweet 3: Some court has ruled that a certain surveillance program is “unlawful”…
Seven years after former NSA contractor Edward Snowden blew the whistle on the mass surveillance of Americans’ telephone records, an appeals court has found the program was unlawful https://t.co/1UBKJl4NF9
Tweet 5: Someone is fighting back against avian piggybacking in the food industries…
🐔 Ander Christensen, a Nebraska resident, made a passionate plea to the Lincoln City Council to rename boneless chicken wings because they are not in fact wings from a chicken. WATCH –>> https://t.co/p9GWTgMiDOpic.twitter.com/PJbCUMQqSx
I can only wonder if communications of various types begin to increase exponentially when worlds collide. Further wondering if at least some of this increase in communications sometimes centers around those who are not communicating for one reason or another. Or maybe even centers around those who are communicating excessively and/or incessantly.
Q: Is it possible that communications increase to such levels that the communications create a more tangible physical something?
A: ???
Something akin to those horns at Jericho, but more of a sustained something, and maybe not so destructive. In the case of colliding galaxy clusters, I would think that, A) there would need to be some sort of life present, and B) they’d need to have an awareness of what was going down. Or rather, what is coming together, in this instance.
Yes, I’m actually suggesting that prevalent communications between two distant objects can create a tangible something. Well, maybe not suggesting as much as wondering if its possible. Sure would put a helluva spin on the concept of entanglement.
^Josh Butler & Bontan – Call You Back^
Yeah, them five tweets ain’t related at all. Not even slightly. My bad. I led you on one of those fabled wild-goose chases. I’ll return to my assigned seat now.
^Pat Hickey & Drew Moreland – Back Of The Bus^
How is a soft metal like gold not crushed out of existence? I’m thinking about larger deposits, veins and nuggets, but considering how most gold mining operations function, maybe a lot of the gold has indeed been more or less been crushed and mashed out of existence. ‘Cept for those who are willing to level just about anything just to prize the gold dust out of the aggregate.
It is quite amazing how anything at all stays together long enough for us to find it tho’. Especially the more organized stuff like bones and frozen stuff or buried cities or whatever. With all these plates of land moving around, and floods and erosion and volcanic activity and subduction how does this stuff not get ground to powder or forever eradicated in some other way(s)?
Amazing stuff for sure
^Mark Jenkyns – Sirens^
I saw something absolutely amazing tonight.
un...fucking...believable
Hopefully someday I can accurately and faithfully relate to you what I saw tonight. Just kinda in shock right now and suddenly don’t feel like writing anymore.
… And here is a brand new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon for us all to enjoy. So let’s get to it 😉
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Eating crow has its advantages. Yes, it can be degrading, it can be depressing, it can be confusing, and no matter what you say or do, you are going to look and feel like a prick 24/7. But if it means that you are going to be exactly where you need to be, exactly when you need to be there? Fuck it. It’s worth it.
^LOLA DUTRONIC “Everybody Loves You When You’re Dead” featuring Stephanie B.^
Definition and pivot points. If the arms or legs are more or less “board like” with no definition, you need to keep that in mind. Lack of curves or lines where there maybe should be a curve or line, but also keep in mind that everyone is different. With respect to pivot points, could be more than just a blemish. Especially on the upper parts of the forearm, thumbs, upper arms just above the elbow(s), inner thighs, tops of the thighs. Could be dark brown, red, crimson or purple “old” pimples, recurring pimples, or even what appears to be white spots (lichenification) that are not warts nor moles nor scars resulting from more traditional injuries like contusions, scrapes, cuts or some kind of blunt force/impact injury which does not break the skin. Also patches or specific areas of the skin where the hair follicles appear to be clogged, inflamed and/or pitted (Keratosis pilaris, folliculitis, strawberry legs, etc.).
The “red knuckles” are likely to be a giveaway, but only initially. As things progress, the knuckles will lose some of their redness, and there may be an unexplained thickening of the skin in certain areas of the hand. Be mindful of nail growth also. Any slowing or speeding up of the “normal” growth rate, and also any dots, dashes or lines forming on the nails themselves. Especially those which are “in line with” the normal growth direction or any wavy or arcing types of line perpendicular to nail growth direction. When straight lines appear on the nails, compare to any parallel lines on the underside of the epidermis of the fingers; proximal phalanx, and sometimes middle phalanxes. Dots and dashes on the nails, check the skin around the distal phalanxes, and especially the undersides for any “waterlogged” appearing skin or peeling skin, small tears or bleeding that have no explanation. Important to “let the cuticles run”. Don’t push them back, don’t scrape them off, let them serve their purpose(s) in assisting the guiding of nail growth. And yes, they can pull and yes it can be painful, but let them catch up and find themselves within the architecture of the hands and epidermis.
The lunulae/half moons, may intensify, fade grow, shrink, and even disappear completely. Dunno what to tell you about that other than they too are part of the architecture and may be indicative that something is changing within a certain spectrum. All eight of my fingers were crushed in a metal garage door when I was pretty young so the pathology of my own nails may vary somewhat from that of others, but changes in the lunulae appears to be a more or less common thing.
To continue on with the current information dumpfest, the thenar webspace between the index finger and thumb may also be a good place to look for indications as to what is tugging in which direction(s). May check for any bumps or knots under the skin, and these may be either hard or soft (potentially ganglion cysts of varying age?). Also be aware of knots or hard spots in the muscles of the forearm as well as knots in the triceps of the upper arm. This will lead us up to any knots in the trapezius, and especially (initially) those parts above the shoulder which connect to the neck. And finally around to the scapulae, and especially any lack of definition and/or limited range of movement of these bones plus any lack of definition of the latissimus dorsi (especially under the arm).
Again, in my specific case I am an asthmatic, so my case may be a bit unique in that I likely breathe a bit different from most. Be mindful of the olecranal skin (yelbow) and also the skin around and behind the knee, and also any discolored forking or finger-like formations which give the appearance of meandering down the backs of the thighs and perhaps even the calves (also potententially under the chin and down the neck). Keep in mind that these are potentially unlike stretchmarks in appearance, and can resemble meandering divergent streams or lightning. I do have to wonder if stretches, rends/tears or perhaps even aggregate “injuries” may be a seeding mechanism for a different eventuality. We don’t always notice things in a timely manner, and we also have a potential for distancing ourselves from or even neglecting things over time.
Which reminds me to note: be aware of any scar-like formations which cannot be associated with an injury or similar. Could be an aggregation due to time. Many lifestyle changes are likely to occur from infancy to adulthood and all points in between, which means that ergonomical, environmental and kinesiological considerations will need to be addressed. Oh, and goosebumps or gooseflesh (piloerection). Especially those which are not associated with any sort of secondary type of sensation nor do they appear to be driven by obvious motivators. I can only wonder if it is possible for a region to get stuck in a feedback loop long after any original stimulus has long since past.
Echoes? Regional echoes within organic tissues? Surely not. Does make me wonder tho what types of environmentals could be affecting the data processing. Clothing? Cloth types? Other types of topical considerations such as chemicals, sunlight, etc.? The presence or absence of hair? I mean, does the body know that hair should be in a certain place, but the body becomes confused when the hair that should be there…is missing? Or maybe even that the hair that is there does not statistically equate with the hair which should be there? We’re talking about hair on human beings, not static discharge aerials on the trailing edges of aircraft wings.
Still, it is a very intriguing notion to think that the body actually keeps historical data on what should be where. Logistical and accounting data. “I sent this amount of keratin to pore 436 from August to February…there should be a hair there, but I’m getting reports that there is no hair there. Why is there no hair there? Where’d all that keratin go?”
Where would all of that transactional data even be stored? More than that, what would be the protocols involved with retrieving such data.
Q: Does the body shut down systems which it perceives as unnecessary?
A: ? ? ?
What about systems which it cannot perceive? Which begs the question, do systems shut themselves down when they perceive themselves as no longer perceived? Yes, a lot of this is going to be no-brainer types of stuff. But that’s not what I am thinking about here. Gotta be some answers to be found in these “foreign limb” and/or “phantom limb/phantom pain” dynamics. Lastly, the buttocks and the dynamics which have changed its daily placement(s) over the past few centuries, and especially in The West. Think not only chairs and more sedentary types of postures, but also think lymphatic system.
^Infected Mushroom – Kazabubu HQ / HD^
NOTE: Sorry about the long wall of text for you to sort Roob. About all I can do is offer a tune.
❤
^Of Monsters and Men – King And Lionheart (Official Video)^
Two weeks ago, there was this…
The Cruel Monkey Experiments ONPRC Didn’t Want You to See
It would appear that the primate car wash accident actually happened on 13 August, and the PETA stuff appears to have been released on 17 August, but it also appears that the Oregon Primate Research Center and Oregon Health & Science University maybe aren’t the same things.
Ah…ONPRC was established by the NIH in 1961, but ONPRC and OHSU didn’t become affiliated until 1998. I wonder how that happened. How does a state-run university get its hooks into a federally funded something? Looks like the Oregon Health and Sciences University was cited in February of 2020 for letting some Prairie Voles die of thirst/dehydration.
Q: Can you trust a health organization who treats living things in bad/poor ways?
A: Just wondering where their heads are with respect to care. Wondering within that particular healthcare chain, who decides when “poor health” ends, and “good healthcare” begins.
ONPRC letting those monkeys die in a high-pressure sponge bath ain’t very reassuring either.
^Smoke Fairies – Living With Ghosts (Official Video)^
After reading that monkey stuff and pig bit, it occurs to me that “robotics” has been a thing for a very long time. Long before robots were a thing. Nannies, butlers, maids, stewards, servants, slaves and more or less “single use” types of employees of all kinds. Lets not forget slaves. Maybe even one’s own family members. Tools. They perform specific tasks for one’s own purposes. They look and behave certain ways. They are programmed to give certain responses in specific situations. They are subject to wrath when they do not perform as they are supposed to. If that pole dancer don’t jiggle her ass just right and to my satisfaction, I ain’t gonna be sticking my hard-earned currency in her panties.
Q: Is my heart “a robot” to me?
A: ???
Before you get too dismissive, if my heart starts to malfunction to the point of failure, I may just decide to rip that one out and get a new one because I live in a time where this is possible. And the surgeons and medical staff who do it? Yeah, they better perform their jobs flawlessly and as-advertised. All their equipment better be tip-top as well.
^Noisia – Lilith’s Club^
One can dig pretty deep on that less obvious robotics stuff if one so chooses. Just be warned that you’re likely to waft in and out of stereotypes and stereotyping along the way. Certain people don’t act in the ways you expect them to. Or maybe even they do act in the way(s) you expect them to, but they are only doing so because of your own presence. Once you leave, they’ll get out of character and go back to normal. Normal normal. Not the normal they think you think is normal.
Q: What is normal?
A: Dunno. It's pretty much none of my business really.
You cannot see into my head to see what it is that is driving my thinking here, but what I am primarily thinking about is “Lee” from John Steinbeck’s novel East of Eden.
If you’ve not read the book I’m not gonna spoil it for you, but let’s just say that there are layers to this Chinese character named Lee. Stunning layers. Layers which, in the case of a young mind like mine, can really put perspective on why certain living things sometimes behave in the way(s) that they do. Now, I said I wasn’t going to spoil it, but I was just checking out the footnotes of the Wikipedia article for East of Eden, and it would appear that someone has written a thesis on this Lee character. Perhaps you can bookmark the thesis, exercise some personal restraint, then read the thesis after you read East of Eden.
But whatever is fine
I will add tho that I’ve skimmed the first part of the abstract from the thesis which states that Lee is one of the most overlooked characters in the novel. That may be, and I could see how he could be overlooked, but I can tell you that the character Lee has mystified and amazed the living shit out of me for well over 30 years. Probably the most important character in the book, and I’d be willing to bet I’m not alone in that regard. But, that’s just my opinion. Don’t let my opinion(s) sway yours. Read the book, meet the Hamilton and Trask families on your own terms, and have your own journey.
^Bomb The Bass – Megablast [HD]^
Say! Wasn’t “Trask” the last name of the big man in the movie Working Girl?
Trask…Radio.
Trask…Radio.
*I love that film, Clicky…*
Strange way to connect.
Strange way to make a connection.
Hrm
^Jain – Makeba (Official Video)^
Some are able to take advantage of free-will, others…maybe not so much. Kinda weird how things shake out in this universal hoedown to where some are able to do more or less whatever they please, up to and including disallowing others from doing as they please. Maybe there’s some logic in there tho. Maybe there’s some lessons to learn. Maybe the ones who learn these lessons can teach them to others. Only the good stuff of course. Don’t tell all the gory details. Clean it up nice and shiny so its appealing and attracts (and hooks) lots of fishies.
Wait…did we just go off the rails? Did we miss the point? Woah…did we just learn something about learning about what we’ve learned?!?
^LTJ – I Dont Want This Groove To Ever Ends^
Regarding “fail videos”...
VR Helmet “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
Hoverboard “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
Snow-skiing/snowboarding “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
People leapfrogging access barriers “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
Attempting to cut your own bangs “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
Alpacas spitting “fails” are stupid 100% of the time.
Contrived “fails” are stupid 100% of the time*
*unless the orchestrated fail fails
Cycles are on my mind, and I’m seeing some cycles in some of the fail compilation vids I watch on YouTube. Yes, I watch fail compilation vids on YouTube. Lots of them. Recently been seeing a lot of recycling of old vids, and tons of vids which are obviously fake/orchestrated. I guess all these new YouTube channels are desperate for content. As such, anything remotely passable will do. And I’m not really complaining as much about the content as am interested in what kind of shift this is likely to cause within the YouTube organization itself.
Q: Can I manufacture a “fail video” where are of the elements of this video are entirely orchestrated and completely fictional, and then upload this video as a “fail video” or “watch people die inside” or “people being stupid” or similar?
A: ¿?¿
The assumption is that the events depicted are authentic candid or even guarded/quasi-guarded moments which have been opportunely captured/recorded on video or film, and the parties involved have consented to make these visual recordings publicly available for whatever reason(s). Nonfiction. Maybe even biographical or historical in some senses, but authentic. Keep in mind that money is almost assuredly changing hands, which means that all fucking kinds of interests may feel the need to get involved at some point. I mean, if you are acting this stuff out, and you are getting paid, that means you are a professional actor. Professional filmmaker. Professional photographer or videographer. There are other processional interests in the world who may look unkindly upon your making money of what they consider to be their trade, and they may further look unkindly upon YouTube for more or less encouraging you to do it. And if you are making money off your vids but those who appear in them are not getting a cut? Yeesh. I hope you put some of that money back.
^Chemical Brothers – Song to the Siren^
Why would I even be thinking about shit like this, let alone on this “fail” topic?
A: Disclosure
Yeah, this UFO “Disclosure Movement” nonsense. Gotta be able to tell what is real, and what is fake, and gotta be aware of who is making these determinations for you. Prolly also important to be aware of who could “fake” things, and what systems might be in place which would prohibit them from doing so. Remember, if someone tells you that a something is authentic (especially if an “expert” tells you) and you don’t believe, you are going to be castigated. You are going to be classified. Non-believer at best, irrational idiot at worst.
lolz…kinda funny to think of a UFO investigator or UFO enthusiast calling people irrational just because they now have the governments of the world and other powerful institutions on their side.
d i G R E s s
^The Cube Guys – ‘Baba O’Riley’ (UK Club Mix)^
Gonna be a lot of money moving through these various interests. Center for the Study of Extraterrestrial Intelligence, SETI, National Science Foundation, US Defense Department, NATO, United Nations, NASA, ESA, Space-X, Blue Origin, NSA, CIA, FBI, INTERPOL, all that and more are gonna be involved somewhere along the line. That means money. Question is, how can you justify the expense if any of the evidence supporting these claims is…fake. What the fuck is “fake” anyway? I mean like, outside of orgasms, what is “fake”.
Where I found it, Pellagra was associated with…Schizophrenia? Hrm. I admit I did not read all the details on the blog that associated Pellagra with Schizophrenia, but seeing as how I’ve been pondering foreign limb syndromes, alien hand syndrome, phantom pain and body integrity dysphoria, I wonder if there is a possibility that some malady creates a need to achieve a state/circumstance unlike the present state and/or circumstance.
EX: You are experiencing a malady, you’d rather not be/you wanna be cured.
I guess one could argue that a certain trauma could cause some sort of psychosis or mental break. But speaking from my own experiences, there are potentially some strange pharmacological wheels turning there. They’re nested way the fuck in the background, but they are there. And regarding the connection between Pellagra and Schizophrenia I’m thinking less here about wishful thinking, fantasy and escapism, and thinking more in terms of fight or flight (or fawn). Maybe even post-traumatic stress disorder. I see no mention of Schizophrenia in the Wikipedia article on Pellagra. Still, did see this…
Nonpolar amino acids. Photo-sensitivity. Dermatitis. Dementia. Poverty gets a mention under Pellagra, corn also gets a mention, but no mention of Vertigo under either Pellagra nor Hartnup Disease.
Hrm. Vertigo
“Y’know that ringing in your ears? That ‘eeeeeeeeee’? That’s the sound of the ear cells dying, like their swan song. Once it’s gone you’ll never hear that frequency again. Enjoy it while it lasts.”
Movie = Children Of Men
Ear cells. Wait…ear cells? What in the fuck are “ear cells”? There’s hairs in there, fluids, bones, membranes, but “ear cells”? What in the fuck is she talking about?!?
^Remco Beekwilder – Public Resistance [EMERALD002]^
May seem like a stretch, but I’m seeing a whispy connection via race and locale/geographic location. Not saying that it’s necessarily anything sinister, but it sure as shit feels weird. Could just be me tho. I’ve thought a lot about fats and oils from the 1500s forward, and how they have moved as people have moved over the past 500 years. Have thought some about vegetables too, but I personally have thought more about animal based oils and fats seeing as how protein-based foods are likely to be somewhat erratic in the diet, whereas carbohydrates probably not as erratic in the diet (for some anyway).
Think: poverty. Or even famine, s’il vous plaît. Pestilence too. After all, crop circle makers aren’t the only things in this world capable of destroying various agricultural crops for their own personal gain(s).
^Max Bett – Mad Clinic^
Might wanna also take into consideration that the 365/366 types of diets have only become a thing in the last 50-75 years or so, and especially in the last 20-30 years. Reliable refrigerated shipping and especially air-cargo have radically changed not only where things come from, but also their availability. “Seasonal” is pretty much not a thing anymore, and most can get whatever they want, whenever they want. Depending on where one lives of course. And your own personal financial situation. Which brings me to the point of derivatives. Doesn’t matter where you get your proteins, vitamins, minerals, fatty acids and/or “essential oils”, what matters is that you get them.
^Nicolas Jaar – Mi Mujer ( Lyrics In The Description Section)^
Whilst we are on the topic of pollutants, you may want to consider that some entities have no interest whatsoever in solving the problem(s) of pollution. Some pollutants are like obscure little calling cards which allow certain entities to have access to metrics which very few have the resources to track. They’ve acquired a type of sight which not many have. It’s almost mystical. You really think that they are going to willingly give that kind of vision up after working so hard to obtain it? And hey, whilst you are blinding the big powers by removing small data from their big machines, why don’t you locate all Yogis and Yoginis and pull their legs off, so that they can no longer sit in the lotus position and get all enlightened and see stuff no one else can see.
Dear Reader, this past week Cade Fon Apollyon and I remote viewed the 3 seasons and movie finale of Deadwood. We’d already seen them together before, but somehow our remote viewing was even better this second time round…
… As well as the 2007 documentary Up The Yangtze, focusing on some of the people affected by the construction of the Three Gorges Dam across the Yangtze river in Hubei, China…
… And an astrological reading of the Leo New Moon, set to occur on 18th August 2020. As it turns out, Molly McCord’s reading is the inspiration behind this particular post…
*The other one was pretty good as well, Clicky… /flicks ash…*
… Now, at nearly 20 minutes long, we know that you’re probably not gonna watch Molly’s video, Dear Reader, unless you have an interest in astrology. So here’s the takeaway for the purposes of this post: we’re being asked to reflect on what has happened in our lives, and in our relationships, since the last time the Sun and Moon were in the exact same positions in the chart. That was three years ago on 21st August 2017, the date of the solar eclipse across North America…
*No, I shit you not, Clicky… /puffs contentedly… It’s quite auspicious…*
… So that is what we’re going to do here, Dear Reader. Fortunately, to aid Cade and I in our reflections, we have a lovely missive posted at the LoL on that very same eclipse day…
As Leo is a masculine sign and the energy coming through from the New Moon will be very masculine, especially in the solar plexus area according to Molly, Cade will now open the proceedings…
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I guess I can start off by remembering that 2017 was the year that I discovered surgical mesh was likely to blame for the exasperation of some existing physical issues, and it was around the time of the eclipse that this revelation occurred. And yeah, upon reflection it would seem a bit fortuitous that this particular wad of twisted and twisting surgical mesh is indeed in my solar plexus area. Three years later, skin is still coming off by the bucket-load, muscles continue to unwind and cramp, feeling in my extremities continues to come and go, and revelations and discoveries abound. One of the more recent being that my Achilles Tendons both seem to be…absent.
Q: How in the FUCK does one’s Achilles Tendons disappear, yet one does not notice?
A: Something tells me that the massive calloused pads on the heels and balls of my feet hold some answers.
To be fair, my hamstrings also disappeared, but that was something I noticed. In fact, I’m not the only one that noticed. A girl I went to high school with (who just so happened to run track) one day pointed out to me that I had some mighty quads, but no hamstrings. We both looked at/examined my legs further, and I’ll never forget the look on her face as she saw the same weird looking deformity I was seeing in that my hamstrings seemed to have disappeared. They were gone. Not there. Years later, my orthopedic surgeon noticed the same, but he noticed something else going on back there. Story for another time.
Digress
I’ve got a playlist on my YouTube page of 15 short videos I took of the August 21st 2017 eclipse, and they were meant to be a humorous look through inexperienced eyes at a celestial phenomenon. What it means to have one’s eyes opened, what it means to learn, and maybe how one handles the realities of learning some confusing and potentially unpleasant shit.
Whilst I’m not claiming any specific knowledge, I have learned quite a bit over the past decade or so about the potential impact(s) of celestial goings on and how these goings on may affect life in various ways. Fine-tunings of the galactic clockworks and how we as individuals fit it. Still digging, still learning, still failing miserably at virtually anything and everything, but still going. Not a fucking clue how, nor why, but yeah…still going.
Prolly should stop reflecting and talking about myself so goddamn much and pass it back over to that loopy cunt Roob.
^Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^
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*Cade’s so sweet, Clicky…*
Funnily enough, the thing that’s concerning me most, and has felt like a punch in guts, happens to be the thing Cade first wrote in his missive of 21st August 2017…
*Yes, a sync of sorts… /drags… You know, Molly does talk about a deep cleansing aspect in her vid, Clicky… /plumes smoke…*
Not the biblical character, Job, that Cade mused over but my actual job, the thing I do to earn money and how I earn my keep. In August 2017, I’d just landed a job locally as a Personal Assistant, having spent the whole of 2016 unemployed. Hooray! But by the New Moon on the 18th August I may no longer have a job, or worse, I’ll have one that I’ll absolutely hate because of a dreadful restructure, deemed necessary by the higher echelon in the organisation. All because they fancy a pool…
*We’ll be a pool of comfort women, Clicky… /cough… ‘Cept, you know, providing administrative relief to all and sundry…*
… Like a return to the 1950s…
*Thinking about it, Clicky. Thinking about it…*
And on that sour note, I’ll pass you back to Cade.
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Its all amalgamation and capital. And down sigh zing/redud dancy. The new New walks upon the dust from the bones of the old Old. Which I find ironic considering that a lot of government entities seem to be so fucking lost that they are returning to old ways. Going “old school”, if you will. And speaking of, sure are a lot of council jobs been advertised in The Echo as of late. Not that I read the Southend paper or am looking for jobs in Southend or anything, but perhaps your local Council is tightening its belt in certain areas so it can achieve bountiful proportions in others?
I digress
One of the very first things I did upon starting this re-watch with you was look up the word “hooplehead”. Wanted to find some definitive meaning for usage in this context of usage in the show. I mean yeah, lots of context clues, and everyone knows what a hoople is, but hooplehead? I always assumed it was some arcane slang pejorative in reference to an individual perceived to possess a child-like understanding. Some naive someone who is still playing the children’s games and is not “in the know” and not part of the grander schemes and bigger plays. Someone who is somewhat…under the protection of…their own ignorance. A sort of halo. or maybe a certain light or aura that an individual exhibits. But ya know what I found? Hooplehead…supposedly didn’t even exist until HBO’s Deadwood created it.
But not so fast. Lets pull back on them reigns a bit cowboys and cowgirls.
Been chewing on these thoughts for some time as it relates to shapes generated by orbiting bodies, such as the mandala-esque shapes the planets and other bodies generate over time, and what meanings they may have to someone on the outside looking in. Specifically, is it possible that the orbits of planets are indicative of a system’s current level of development. Maybe even indicative of whether or not life exists within a particular system, or maybe even if a particular system is slated for development or even destruction? A stellar clock of sorts which maps out time and times that we are just now learning how to read and understand.
I digress again
Needless to say when Molly McCord mentioned certain entities being under some kind of protection and Richie Rich and all that other jazz in her astrological talk yesterday, it was kinda jarring because it was right in line with some things I was already actively pondering. Of course, she eventually wandered off into some dark realms and seemed to think that evil people are under the protection of evil forces. But I personally am wondering about “good” people. What is protecting them, why, and is there some kind of indication that they are…untouchable, as it were? Afterall, no one wants to known as someone who engages in sport or combat with unworthy opponents. That would be unfair.
^Depeche Mode – Halo [HyperSPD Remix]^
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*There was something Al said about Dan’s fight with the Captain, Clicky… /thinks… What was it?*
(Cut to Al’s office as Johnny knocks on the door)
Al: Yeah? (Johnny enters)
Johnny: I wish you’d look in on Dan, boss. Not for being poorly as… down.
Al: Johnny, some shit’s best walked through alone.
Johnny: Dan’s killed people before. You have too. But neither’ve been solitary after.
Al: A fair fight, something Dan and I have always struggled to avoid, is different. You see the light go out of their eyes. It’s just you left and death.
Johnny: So that’s why Dan wants to be alone.
Al: He knows where to find me. (Johnny nods and turns to leave) Sit down. If you want to. (Johnny turns and shuts the door, sitting down in a chair. He sits there looking around for a bit, as Al is leaning in the balcony door. Finally he turns to Al)
Johnny: What’re… ..what are we waiting for?
Al: To see what kind of hell breaks loose.
Whilst I was editing your Wiki wavy wall above, Cade, so that a new window opens upon clicking, Thing 2 or Loopy-Lou, sitting off to my right, was telling somebody online that “This Halo will be the last”…
*/stubs butt… That’s real-time syncing, Clicky. Shame nobody believes you until they experience it for themselves…*
*Front Ear…*
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Belief is a weird thing. Some, may have no knowledge of the ride nor what any consequences of riding may be, and they may even not be aware they are on the ride. Some, knowing the ride may not suit them, avoid the ride altogether and are content in their choices. Some, knowing the ride may not suit them, ride the ride anyway and may or may not regret having done so. Some, are not sure whether the ride will or will not suit them, and they may or may not ride the ride out of concern for the consequences of either outcome. Some, are aware, but have no choice as to whether or not to ride the ride. Doesn’t matter whether they want to or not, and it doesn’t matter the outcome. They are where they are. Belief is irrelevant. Proof is irrelevant.
All that to say that we’re all of us in various states of development and/or decay. Some are sharp, some are a bit slow on the uptake, some may be wishy-washy as hell and mostly wander around in a non-committal type daze. Maybe being aware of how we react to one “type” or another may help us learn about ourselves and where we actually may be lacking. Like, as far as relating goes. That which brings comfort to ourselves which is borne upon the wings of the discomfort of others, has a null and empty quality to it. Almost a hunger embedded in the satiations and dissatisfactions which necessitates a repeat of the experience. Maybe we get stuck in loops for a reason.
/shrug
Apologies for wandering off the deep end. Just wondering aloud what it may mean for one to be satisfied. We are talking about some quite esoteric bullshit, and many have likely only barely scratched the surface with respect to knowing and understanding what all could potentially be entailed in this and these processes. There’s lots to know. Lots to think about. Sometimes its difficult to condense and share for purposes of relating.
Back to the subject of personal reflection on the period of time since 21st August 2017, it was shortly after the eclipse that my interesting in Lashy’s Gnostic teachings was rekindled with his ‘Decoding the Mandela Effect’ series on YTube…
*Fucked up a ton of posts here though when he took them down to start his school…/flicks ash… Probably for the best though eh, Clicky? … /deep drag… Not in his image afterall…*
… One of the things Molly McCord said about of the New Moon in Leo later this month was that it will bring new narratives, new stories. As a writer and co-editor of the Underdog Anthology series of books, this was of great interest to me: any cosmic help in developing new story ideas, is welcome. Since the 2017 eclipse, 9 separate anthology volumes have been published and another is scheduled for this Halloween. I need to get my thinking cap on…
May your thinking cap for the upcoming book be a fucking fabulous one Roob. 🙂
Me? Imma put my reflecting hat on for a bit longer.
^Imperial March Recorder^
As far as reflecting goes, 2017 was a weird year for me. Difficult in talking about some of it without talking about all of it, as parsing the tale tells nothing. That said, I do recall heading out to the National Cemetery not long after the eclipse to see my pop and older sister. Early September. A bird had shit on dad’s tombstone. Musta been a fucking Pterodactyl based on the size of the splatter. A shitty exclamation point on a shitty year? Maybe. But I didn’t think that then and I don’t think it now, so now I’m gonna have to question why I’m reflecting other than I’ve been instructed to do so by an astrologist who tells me the time is right for doing so.
To be fair, I’ve been in a reflective state pretty much this entire year. Am not writing, can’t think straight, having trouble remembering things, under quite a bit of pressure, few writing ideas, and what few there are I cannot hold onto. It would be easy for me to say that the hope that I lost in early 2017 was regained in late 2017, but that ride from December 2017 to December 2019 has began to crumble under me. However, I don’t really feel like anything is crumbling. Shifting maybe, but not crumbling. Prolly because I’ve got other things going on that fill me with hope whilst everything else simultaneously goes to shit? No idea. Been a damn strange year, and a lot of people seem to be completely filled with some anticipation of total collapse. But not me. Can’t say why I’m not filled with fear and doubt, but I’m not.
This “Lion’s Gate” stuff is strange because August 8th is forevermore gonna be a weird day for me personally. Pop was born on August 8th in 1941, he died 8 days before my older sister’s birthday, and my older sister died on August 8th in 2013. If any of that means anything, I have no idea what it is outside of the obvious. Not anything I can share anyway. Mom is Taurus, dad is Leo, older sis is Sagittarius, younger sister is Gemini, I’m a Scorpio. My older sister was the son my father never had, my younger sister was born on Father’s Day, and I’m just kinda in the way. Hanging out. Chillin’. Dodging the bullets I can dodge. Fairly middling, kinda plain, nothing particularly special about me ‘cept I’m sickly as hell and allergic to every fucking thing on the planet; doing my best to be okay with all that. Not sure what else it is I need to be doing. Although if anyone could fuck up something as seeming simple as reflecting, I prolly can. Still, sometimes just kinda seems like people are being nosy whilst appearing to be discreet. Guess sometimes you just gotta take shit on faith, hope for the best, all whilst preparing yourself for a royal ass-fucking.
^Lightnin’ Hopkins-Business You’re Doin’^
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*Can you go find a suitable Song to end on, Clicky?*
*No, the post is far too long to get into all that. Just the Song, Clicky… /stubs butt… And try and find sumfin that evokes reflections on rippled water. If it exists…*
That’s the end of this post, Dear Reader. Thank you for your time and attention. Enjoy the rest of your we kenned and… Have a Song ❤
If you are looking for the source of a river, chances are you’re looking in the wrong direction.
Perhaps...look...up?
Up is actually out, and out is eventually down…the river will spread and diverge from there.
By first looking up, you can cover more ground more efficiently
So yeah, when looking for a river’s source? You’re gonna have to look high and low.
^Los Bitchos – The Link Is About To Die^
Ever heard of “scoop marks”? Was watching something on the topic of alien abductions with a friend, and the topic of “scoop marks” came up in the video. Supposedly, a surefire telltale sign of being abducted by aliens is these things called “scoop marks” on the skin where extraterrestrials are supposedly taking skin samples. The lady in the video showed a photo of some of these “scoop marks”, and I freaked upon seeing examples of these scoop marks. I, am fucking coveredin those things. Always wondered what they were, why they are there, etc., but now am I to assume that I’ve been abducted multiple times by extraterrestrial beings?
All I wanted to do was see if I could find something on “scoop marks” on the epidermis. Maybe see what, if anything, they may have to do with Morgellons.
^Aldous Harding – Zoo Eyes (Official Video)^
Now, I can honestly say that I know exactly what caused at least one of these many scoop marks that I personally have. Weed-eater, or string trimmer or whatever you wanna call it slung a rock into my left shin, made a huge indention, and it never really healed for a very long time. Eventually it turned white, the indention is still there, and this was kind of a trigger for me to start looking at these other “scoop marks” that I was already covered with long before that weed-whacker left an impact crater on my shin.
What I wondered was, is it possible that I am, for some reason, covered with impact craters. Because if that’s the case, what in the FUCK could possibly be slamming into me that I would not notice? Worse still, maybe I DIDnotice, but these injuries happened so long ago that I for the most part dismissed them. Certainly never considered some aggregate down the road that would result in my body looking like the surface of Luna.
Q: What are the chances of lightning striking twice in the same place?
Now, Roy may have been struck multiple times, but he was likely in different places when he was struck. Like for example, riding your motorcycle down the highway at 70mph in shorts with no shirt and no helmet, and getting stuck behind a gravel truck that is peppering the living fuck out of you as it trails a rolling sandstorm.
With that in mind, does a single person/human qualify as a single point in space? Different places, different times, different storms, different injuries, same human. What I’m thinking about here is more related to “less-physically detectable” types of impacts which may be blasting a human body daily without you ever even knowing it. Is there an aggregate type of damage occurring over time which results in scars appearing with no apparent cause(s)?
^deadmau5 – Monophobia (feat. Rob Swire) [Official Video]^
How many times you figure you used a weed-eater while wearing shorts and butchering the living fuck out of your legs before you decided it was probably a good idea to wear long pants when trimming the grass on the lawn? I live in Texas. It’s hot out there in the summer. Motherfucking hot hothotit is. Lawn work wearing jeans to protect my legs? Not a very appealing idea no matter how much of a beating the jeans save my legs from.
So you’ve got a choice…butcher your legs via high-speed debris slung by the weed-whacker, or forego the micro-injuries to your legs and risk dehydration and possibly heat stroke. You could of course save yourself by hiring the job out. Let somebody else take the risks and suffer the injuries.
^French 79 – Hometown [Official Video]^
Lesse…where was I? OH YEAH!!! I was thinking about micro-impacts on the epidermis, and maybe what that does over time. Also thinking about how long a scar or blemish might take to manifest if one were caught outside during a solar storm. Or maybe after getting an x-ray. Or maybe if you live near a cell tower. Or maybe if the shielding on your home’s wiring isn’t that great.
Thing is tho, I’m also thinking about how likely energy is to return to a specific point on the human body. We are electrical beings afterall, we generate fields, and a specific field generated by a specific human may have a propensity to direct certain energies to certain locations. May seem a stretch to some, but it occurs to me that any energy/energies which the body cannot deflect, it may try to direct. Send it to some area where this energy will do the least amount of damage. Or maybe even…the most amount of damage.
Q: DUDE!!! Why in the flying fucking HELL would the body intentionally direct an energy to where it would do the most amount of damage?!?!?!?!????
A: Maybe certain energies are not supposed to exist when and where they do, and/or perhaps not in the intensities and/or frequencies where they exist
Sucks for sure. but at the same time, great calling card to leave.
THIS(energy) = THAT(injury)
😦
^Dave Brubeck – Golden Brown^
For the record, I’m not thinking specifically about “5G” in the thoughts above. 5G is just one of many energies that we are bombed with every day, and more are coming. What is on my mind is how our bodies respond and even adapt. Or at least, how our bodies cope.
lolz…speaking of being bombed by energies…in the video below, @ 37 seconds, one of the girls bends over, and you can almost tell that the camera operator started to zoom in on the girl’s ass, but thought better of it and wobbled a bit before turning the focus away from her bent-over ass.
Fucking rofl
So yeah…um…with that girl bending over like, can her ass and the related real-estate be considered “a directed-energy weapon”?
^Thunderpussy – Thunderpussy (Live on KEXP)^
Your own house…it needs to be in order. Doesn’t matter what your neighbor nor anyone else is doing. If your own shit ain’t in order, and you are blasting others for their actions, you’re pissing in a fan.
Like, spiritually
Spiritually pissing, into the spiritual fan. Maybe you are a fan of golden showers.
/shrug
^Messer Chups – Magneto – The Open Stage Berlin^
When you are several hundred feet tall, I’m guessing that the combination of a huge heart coupled with three brains produces a lot of electricity. Nevermind that you’ve got a giant body moving through air which almost assuredly produces a shitload of static electricity. I guess this is why King Ghidra/Monster Zero can shoot lightning out of it’s mouth(s). I do wonder tho – Ghidra does seem to be able to blast lightning on command, so where is all that electricity stored until needed?
^Animal Collective – My Girls (Official Video)^
And speaking of storing electricity, I finally got my first gander at a battery from a Tesla car the other day. Was shocked to learn that the battery seems to be a giant flat plate that runs the entire length and width of the vehicle. I dunno how concerned you personally are about electromagnetic and/or electrostatic radiation, but putting your ass on top of a giant source of such energies? Especially with no shielding between your soft bits and that giant battery?
Seems like a bad idea
Nevermind that induction motor swinging electrons like crazy. Riding in a Tesla vehicle just seems the equivalent of operating a balloon factory on top of some power lines that are located near a cluster of TV transmitters and broadcast towers, and all your workers are cats.
I have no idea what kind(s) of shielding a Tesla vehicle has for the EMF radiation(s) that the vehicle itself emits. I do know that finding information about the particulars of Tesla vehicles has proven to be troublesome. But that kinda makes more sense now that I know that Tesla vehicles will not work unless they are connected to the Tesla corporation’s infrastructure. It also appears that Tesla vehicle owners cannot work on nor repair their own vehicles. You cannot purchase parts for your Tesla vehicle.
Yeesh
Sounds like Musk has taken the worst from other corporations, and aggregated them in his own corporation.
Yeesh
Why in the fuck would anyone want to own one of these things?
Before long, everyone you interact with will be so well trained in so many areas of information gathering for dissemination to third parties that the nature of one-on-one relationships will forever be changed. Unless you yourself have also been trained and assimilated into the intelligence gathering rings, you’ll have no idea what other people are sizing you up for and why. Fuck getting your packages delivered in a timely manner, we’re too busy trying to snoop on you to worry about something so insignificant as your consumerist bullshit parcel.
Best part is that certain entities can save on their operating costs. Worst part is that it diminishes the importance of the concepts behind the NSPCC’s stated purpose. Nevermind that you’ve created yet another branch for abuse(s) by attempting to turn more and more people into informants. Someone complains about Deliveroo?
Report them as suspected child abusers
If this was a voluntary thing your delivery drivers signed up for? Maybe not quite as bad as your delivery personnel are willingly accepting the associated risks. But making it mandatory? You’re opening your employees up to a shitloadof personal risk which you yourself do not share, all so your company and its partners can get some free advertising. Your grass is likely to get redderon the other side.
^Lush – Desire Lines (Official Video)^
Grass getting redder
Redder?
More red?
More...read?
Grass is greener gets more red.
Grass is greener gets more read.
^Fontaines D.C. – Televised Mind (Official Music Video)^
Density...Within...The Body
Strange concept to ponder, no? To wonder how certain molecules may tug differently on our innards. When you couple this with thinking about environmental changes, say like barometric pressure, seasonal changes, ergonomics, lifestyles, etc., shit gets really wonky.
James Randi (AKA: The Amazing Randi) is known for taking an entire bottle of homeopathic medicine before a performance in order to demonstrate what bullshit homeopathic medicines are. The dose in each capsule is so minute, that he can take a whole bottle with no ill effect on his person. If it’s the dose that makes the poison, I guess in this case, the absence of proper dosing is perceived to be the poison.
Fair enough
But at the same time, a ship with a small rudder will turn just as well as a ship with a large rudder, you just gotta plan ahead a little further with respect to your turns. And what I’m thinking about here is how well we chart our courses and plan our turns with respect to our own health. More specifically, is it possible that minute changes/minute influences can affect our lives equally as much as drastic changes/influences?
^Allah-Las – Long Journey^
You cut out the enchiladas and chicken wings in order to whip your body “back” into shape. Back – there’s no going back. Forward is the only available option. With that in mind, you’re headed backwards in your head, forwards with your body, and the whole mess is gonna wind up someplace that neither likely expected to be. Lemme back up a bit. If you make changes in your life, it should prolly be to alter course from where you are currently headed rather than an attempt to return to home port. You never left home port. You took it with you when you ventured off to wherever in the fuck you went. Perhaps that old saying “you can never go home again” should actually read…”you can ever go home again”. You’re always home. Always and ever, home.
Digress
^Starcrawler – Bet My Brains^
I wanna know what densities are required within the human body to achieve a certain result. Take Carbon for example. We are supposedly “Carbon-Based” lifeforms, so what the fuck is it doing in there, why is it required, and in what concentration(s)?
Same with other stuff
What kinds of mass is required? What density? What concentration? More than that, what make the body go bonkers when certain densities of certain things are attained?
We’re gonna have to think energy and energies here as well, because we here and now live in a world that is motherfucking obsessed with energy. Booze, Ayahuasca, opiates/opioids, coffee, energy drinks, vitamins & minerals, wearable technology, WiFi, radio, television, noisy cars, noisy airplanes, air-pollution, makeup, deodorizers, scented candles, cleansers …we are fucking bombed out of our fucking gourds on energy and energies of every sort. But what about…
a string?
A thread. A tiny fucking fiber embedded in your flesh that is so small that you’d need a powerful microscope in order to see it. What does that “dense object” do to your body as it occupies space and displaces what would normally be there? How does your body even perceive it? Does your body even perceive it?
^Interpol – Evil (Official Video)^
Recently, I read something regarding the length of human DNA strands. It stated that the length of all the DNA strands from a single cell stretched end to end equates to about 6 feet/2 meters, and that all the DNA from all the cells in a single human would stretch from Earth/Terra to Sol and back 300 times. Today, I see this…
Is it just me, or does this seem completely wrong? There are 7.5 billion of us and that doesn’t look remotely enough. Thoughts? Discuss…! pic.twitter.com/uToKnOaS0j
The average adult human male is 5’6” wide and 1’4” tall. Wait…I fucked that up. Average adult human male is 5 feet 6 inches tall, and 1 foot 4 inches wide. You know what? Fuck this. They say all humans currently alive will fit into the Grand Canyon, fine, we’ll all fit. You wanna know a real challenge tho? Actually getting to and actually seeing and/or experiencing the Grand Canyon. Now there’s a challenge. I’ve never been there. Never seen it. I get the impression that I am not alone in that regard.
^Wolf Alice – Baby Ain’t Made Of China (Audio)^
In an age when travel is so readily available, almost no one can actually do it. Especially now that all this Coronovirus/nCoV-2019 nonsense started happening. Good time to institute new travel requirements and new travel guidelines tho, eh? Wanna travel? Get chipped, and you’re free to go wherever you want, whenever you want.
According to the standard rules anyway
But maybe…just maybe…there’s another way? Yeah…to travel. Maybe there’s another way.
^David Guetta – Titanium ft. Sia (Official Video)^
Ask the astrologer you're consulting how much experience they have. Don't listen to anyone with less than 10 years and find out if they can prove it. There are a lot of charlatans out there giving astrology a bad name because they don't know what the fuck they're doing.
— Memphis Astrology (@MmphisAstrology) July 10, 2020
I guess that is more or less an admission that everything you do within your first 10 years as an Astrologer is complete bullshit. Sounds to me like you owe a lotta people refunds.
Q: Are lawsuits against Astrologers a thing?
A: ó¿ó
I’m guessing that Astrology is considered a service since the Astrologer is basically performing labor for a specific period of time, and there’s no tangible something provided in the transaction.
Jail? JAIL?!?!?!No fines? No warnings? No probation? No licensing revocations? Straight to fucking JAIL with ye!!!
Jesus...tough crowd this one
^Hazel English – I’m Fine [Official Lyrics Video]^
If there’s law regulating a something, that likely means licensing is also going to be required. If licensing is required, that means regulatory agencies are going to be required. If regulatory agencies are required, that means money is required. If money is required, that means taxes are required.
SO!
You wanna know the future, eh? But you want these predictions to be accurate and you also want recourse in the event predictions are not accurate? Welp, here’s a prediction for ya…
taxes, headaches, and a shitload of them
How’s that for an accurate prediction? Best part is, you made it all come true. You’re the master of your own destiny. Well done.
(yawn)
^RÖYKSOPP – Eple (full version)^
Is your tolerance capable of tolerating intolerance? Or have you joined the opposition without even realizing it? Just watched the vid below with a friend, and I honestly have no idea what they are on about. Honor? Prestige? Reputation? Seems to be a disconnect between the video title and what is actually said during the course of the video.
If you want something protected, protect it. Pretty simple really. Don’t ask someone else to do it, don’t commission someone else to do it, don’t attempt to force someone else to do it. Finish your smoke, finish your beer, end your complaint-cast, and get your own ass down to wherever this something is you want protected and protect it. It will mean so much more to your personal scruples with your own ass on the line to protect this something.
^Laurence Fox: ‘Social justice warriors want to tear everything down’^
Divergence is sad. It’s a tough thing to take. Everything is going smoothly and according to plan…and then BLAMMO!!!
Divergence
On the up-side tho, this means reconciliation is on the horizon. You know exactly where to go, and now all you have to do is make a decision on whether or not to go get it back. Or you can stay diverged. Maybe you’re better off apart. You’re still together, just a new kind of togetherness.
Are you one to turn down financial opportunities? Nah, I didn’t think so, just asking. We’re pretty much trained from the cradle to identify and act upon opportunities. We may even have plans already in place should certain opportunities arise.
Begin
If “this” = “that” then
Do “this”;
End;
Strategy. Strategization
Begin
If “dead” = “rising” then
Do “grab gun and aim for the head”;
End;
You may even have more esoteric plans. Like, in the event of a retreat or some other withdrawal of the opposition, advance your own forces. Problem with adopting military thinking is tho, that you kinda need to be a study of the entire subject in order for military/paramilitary thinking to be effective. Utilizing only bits and pieces of military strategy is likely to lead to disaster.
^deadmau5 & The Neptunes – Pomegranate (Official Music Video)^
Not really trying to encourage anyone in a tactical sort of way, but maybe learning a bit about how things work and why. May make you rethink that plan to go to war. Especially if you were to discover that the people you are going to war with are the very individuals who were encouraging you to wage war in the first place. Yeah, you thought they were your allies, but they are actually the opposition.
^Depeche Mode – Personal Jesus (ORAX synthwave remix)^
Stretches the imagination, eh? Welp, just keep in mind what “they” want to do. “They”, want to control you. You really think “they” give a flying fuck how “they” achieve this? Nope. By any and all means, “they” will be victorious. “They’ll” pick a fight with you via your own hand, at “their” prompting, and make anything and everything appear all your fault. You were seeking glory, right?
Welcome to it
^Alvvays – Archie, Marry Me (Official Video)^
If you’re looking for a straight-up toe to toe fight, I suggest you stick to boxing. The objective of warfare is to win, and irrespective of any convention or treaties, anything goes in the heat of battle. Who is to stop them?
YOU'RE IN A FUCKING WAR IN THE MIDDLE OF COMBAT!!!
Sure any violators may be subject to repercussions down the road and after-the-fact, but this is do or die…us or them…here and now. You really think a soldier gives a flying fuck about “the rules” when its their own ass on the line?
^Amyl and the Sniffers – Some Mutts (Can’t Be Muzzled)^
This pulling down statues bullshit is so fucking stupid, there almost assuredly has to be something else behind it.
Prolly loads of varied interests behind it
Kinda funny to think of opposing interests converging at a single point without even realizing it. I guess in the heat of the moment tho, it doesn’t really matter. You want that statue DOWN. Anyone who shows up to help achieve this? Meh, who cares? They’re available and willing, so, fuck it.
^Eminem – Lose Yourself But It’s 4’33” by John Cage^
Yeah I know, plenty of stories throughout history of people(s) tearing the living fuck out of things, and we’re just likely experiencing our own tribulations in that and those regard(s). Do wonder how blind people are with respect to the reasons why?
That includes how blind I myself am
I see things, but not sure what that really means, nor to whom. Mainly, I’m interested with why certain entities appear to be attempting to get me to think and behave in certain ways. Requiring me to state the obvious is neither confirmation nor reinforcement. If anything, it’s a detraction. Limiting. Puts me in a box and requires me to behave in a manner that is acceptable and/or pleasing to you. Makes me act in ways that you think you’d behave were you in a similar situation. Got news for you, I’m not you, nor will I behave like you. Similar maybe, but certainly not same.
^Wolf Alice – Don’t Delete the Kisses (Official Video)^
You’ve no idea what I’m talking about, do you?
No sweat…I’ve no idea what in the fuck you are talking about either.
Not a clue what you want from me nor why.
What a pair we make, eh?
^Warpaint – Disco//Very – Keep It Healthy (Official Video)^
“We do not believe any group of men adequate enough or wise enough to operate without scrutiny or without criticism. We know that the only way to avoid error is to detect it, that the only way to detect it is to be free to inquire. We know that in secrecy error undetected will flourish and subvert”. - J Robert Oppenheimer.
I AM the SynchroMiss planted on Earth, here to share my downloads, intel, and code-cracking, integrating the art of synchronicity as we transition to a higher state of consciousness and awareness.
Density...Within...The Body
