Here we are then, Dear Reader, on the fifth and final stretch of Cade’s bloody, messy missive…
*What, just this post or the whole missive, Clicky?*
*Ha! Yeah, cooked Apollyon-style…*
… And if you’ve not had a chance to read parts one, two, three or four yet, may we suggest you go have a look at them before attempting number five…
*I don’t know, Clicky, sum people like to start at the end…*
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Today is now Monday the 17th of September 2018, and as soon as I woke this morning, I started thinking about how to create an atom of Gold (Au) using only three particles – one Proton, one Neutron, and one Electron.
So what I immediately starting thinking about was speed, which got me to thinking about light traveling as both wave and particle, I got to thinking about Neutrinos/Tachyons, The Particle Zoo, double-slit, gold-leaf, then started bouncing around through time a little bit to see if I could make 79 protons, 79 electrons and 118 neutrons and single atom using only 1 electron/proton/neutron.
I could.
I started thinking about the classic depictions of atoms, some of the newer models including some of the tinkering done with computing and text and the like, then added t(pfp)* to think about where and when a particle would need to be in order to appear to be in anywhere from 79 to 118 places at the same time, PLUS, all of the places that particle DIDN’T need to be in order to be where it needed to be.
In order to do THAT, I had to think about what creates mass in the first place, and I initially came up with (s*s) = m. Using the (Tachyon¹+Neutrino²(1))³ model, where two instances of the same particle are simultaneously moving at opposite/opposing speeds in the same place at the same time AND/OR at different places at different times, I got to thinking about The Big Bang, and how it may not have been the “explosion” that we think it was.
All distances are infinite, including the infinitely finite.
Observer, context, time = ∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞
Just making some mental notes 🙂
^George Benson: Give Me the Night (Official Video Remastered) HQ^
Anyway, I got to thinking about the dynamics that make it possible for matter to have mass, which got me to thinking about the dynamics that make it possible for matter to have no mass, and I wound up at a point that was ridiculously small, which was creating something ridiculously large, and I was bouncing back and forth in the space between. That got me to thinking about…energy.
Energy in the form of sound and light.
^Devo-Jerkin’ Back ‘n’ Forth (Highest Quality-Correct Speed)^
Stirring the pot…WWeeeeOOOOh…hOOOOeeeeeWW…top eht gnirritS
Meh, I’m gonna go work on some animated gifs to put all this shit in motion like I see it in my head, then I’ll post it on my own fucking blog instead of wearing poor Roob out.
😉 ❤
SAY!!! Did you know it’s been 33+ years since “We Are The World”?
Welp, now you know.
Just keep in mind, that if you were young when that song was recorded? Anyone born around the time that song was recorded is likely older now, than you were then. Even if you weren’t considered “young” then, you were certainly younger then, than now.
So what’s all this business about heavy blood and/or gravity, mass and motion affecting menstrual cycles? Welp, it’s been over two weeks since I wrote on this piece of shit, so let’s do some numbers, and let’s assume that there are 2,000,000,000 women on the planet who are capable of menstruation.
80ml x 2,000,000,000 = 160,000,000,000ml
160,000,000,000ml = 160,000,000 liters
160,000,000 liters = 42,267,528.3773 US Gallons
Now, it’s only been two weeks, so let’s us cut those numbers in half.
(no pun intended)
80,000,000 liters = 21,133,764.18865 US Gallons
21+ million gallons/80 million liters of blood has flowed from the no-no areas of women worldwide since I started pondering some thoughts about menstruation two weeks ago. I wonder what someone would be willing to pay for a source that produced those kinds of numbers every two weeks?
Am I grandstanding? Bullshit numbers to reinforce bullshit concepts? Or am I tossing around rough figures in order to better understand scope. I mean really, who sits around calculating the amount of menstrual blood being shed. In fact, who sits around and calculates any type(s) of blood being shed, irrespective of why/how?
Catch my drift?
I just calculated digit by digit, and there are 473.176473 milliliters in a pint.
Don't believe me?
Go to Google, search for “473.176473” without the quotes, then look at the first result. Some numbers are contextually unique.
80,000,000,000 cc’s x 1.04 grams = 83,200,000,000 grams
83,200,000,000 grams = 83,200,000kg
83,200,000kg = 183,424,602.14 pounds
Can you imagine what a tick that weighed 183,424,602.14 pounds would look like? Or a leech? A parasite that large would need a host like Godzilla to feed off of. You’d need a fucking herd of Godzillas. King Kong would be nothing more than a snack. Sorry, just brainstorming for context.
Pro-Tip: When doing any texting of any kind, if you always try and pretend that you are having a very difficult and/or uncomfortable conversation with someone that you really REALLY like and want to talk to, you aren’t as likely to get butt-hurt when you read something wrong, or there’s some other communication snafu/misunderstanding. This can have the added benefit of making any of the intentionally ugly stuff stand out like a sore thumb.
^Erik Satie – Once Upon A Time In Paris^
Has this thing gotten too long to introduce SoPi-L?
Welp, too fuckin' bad.Meet SoPi-L
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*’old your ‘orses, Clicky, we ain’t got to the end yet…*
SoPi-L is explored in more depth, Dear Reader, in the fifth and final missive part, which can be seen HEAR… and have a Song 😉
Hot on the heels of Part 2, the third and middle part of Cade’s massive, messy missive is ready for your attention now, Dear Reader. Enjoy!
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I watched a movie called “The 33” today. I didn’t like it. I think I was expecting to meet them, get to know both them and those involved in the event(s) a bit, and maybe even learn a little about the events themselves. That didn’t happen.
^My Blue Heaven ….Esquivel^
Prophet Nomad Hero Artist
This is a concept that someone I know talks about now and then. Something to do with turning. I understand the concept, and may even understand some of the concepts, but what I have trouble with is the overlap and the missing bits. But a premise in a Doctor Who episode that we watched recently kinda touched on a concept regarding resonance(s) and timbre(s) within DNA/genetics that smacked of destiny and predestination. Meaning, there was an attachment made at some point, this attachment was at the genetic level, and any offspring will carry the resonance of that attachment, which in turn leaves markers/tunnels/channels for a third-party to exploit for their own purposes as these genes are passed from generation to generation.
Q: Ever heard of hydrogen peroxide?
A: !!!
I guess there is all kinds of craziness that can produce an orphan.
^Little Joe & The Latinaires ♫ La LLorona Loca^
So here’s what I did with the aforementioned concept in order to better illustrate my thinking on the subject(s) of overlaps and omissions…
prior ->
Prophet Nomad Hero Artist
Nomad Hero Artist Prophet
Hero Artist Prophet Nomad
Artist Prophet Nomad Hero
Prophet Nomad Hero Artist
post <-
I’m not necessarily thinking about “people who don’t make the cut” or survival of the fittest. I’m thinking more of what we chalk up as chance. I’m thinking more multi-threading and multi-capable, and I’m also thinking about properties that have similarities and/or multifariousness that must exist to create a singularity.
EX1: I would imagine that a Nomad is likely to need to possess many of the same attributes as a Hero. They simply arrive at adversity in different ways, and handle adversity using different methods.
EX2: An artist would likely need to possess attributes of both a Hero AND a Nomad. Artistry of any kind tends to require both solitude and daring.
With that in mind, what ultimately makes us who we are?
I dunno either.
I guess it largely depends on who you are trying to impress.
^Papas -Mr. Loco (Nacho Libre Soundtrack)^
So what if all the Prophets for a given generation, die? Someone is going to have to pick up that slack. Nomads might be a good first choice since Nomads and Prophets seem to have a mutual need for solitude.
But hang on a second…what is a Prophet anyway? And for that matter, what in the fuck is a Nomad? Is what a Nomad was then, the same as what a Nomad is now? I mean fuck, there’s a biker gang here in the US called The Nomads. Are they somehow more Nomadic than other biker gangs just because they’ve got a clever name? Are biker gangs more Nomadic now than they were then, or less?
Does that matter?
Biker gangs aside, how far does one have to wander in order to be considered qualified for the title of Nomad? Who makes that determination, and when? Why are they qualified to make such a determination? Tough answers, require tough questions.
^The Cinematic Orchestra – Arrival of The Birds & Transformation^
I don’t get this at all. Did the teacher learn a lesson and his students paid the price?
^UCF Professor Richard Quinn accuses class of cheating [Original]^
I don't get this either.
^Most Outrageous Government Board Meeting EVER!!!^
But then...
^Carpentersville President Sarto yells and walks off job^
In these four episodes of Doctor Who that we watched, there were a lot of concepts addressed somewhat, and these concepts were themed throughout the episodes. Meaning, they were paid at least a moderate amount of attention during the episodes…all except one…randomness. Keep in mind that I’ve never watched Doctor Who before, and this was the first time that I’d seen these episodes.
Randomness was mentioned briefly in one of the four episodes, then dismissed. As far as I can recall, it was never addressed again, and I watched rather intently for it to reappear…
it did not.
It was as if the entire cast of players were looking for a playbook to follow step-by-step, found one, then decided that explosives and firearms was the way to solve all of their problems. Um…if you find some ancient book, what’s the likelihood of the authors having access to explosives of any kind at the time of writing? What is our connection to ancient peoples at all? Do we even have any?
^Bubble gum-Mr. LoCo^
This is a problem with time-travel. You are going to have to get rid of any notions you have about privacy, which means you are going to have to dump any notions you have about pride, freedom, choice, truth, dishonesty, deception and a host of other ego-pumping concepts. A time traveler who has free range backwards, forwards and to, can find out anything and everything they want to know about you. They have all the time in the Universe to see where you started, where you ended up, and everything that happened between.
Q: What if the time-traveler is not immortal?
A: How can you prove someone is immortal?
AA: There is no way.
AAA: Immortality appears to be a walk that simultaneously has the properties of never having started, and also never stops.
Loopholes to immortality aside, how can you knowingly be dishonest to someone who already knows the truth? Welp, best I can figure, is stay the fuck away from truth, and just be yourself. Remember, we are talking about more than one perspective here, and fact is not truth. You can study the shit out of someone’s CV, fact check and verify the shit out of it, but that is no indicator as to the relationship that you will have with this person. This is a new relationship afterall, and this pairing is a new dynamic that has never existed before.
1 + 1 = 1
^MR. LOCO – MISTER LOCO.wmv^
Is it obvious that I recently watched Nacho Libre?
^John Cameron – Half Forgotten Daydreams (1974)^
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*Well yeah, butt you were there whilst we watched Nacho Libra, Clicky, remember?*
No time to stop now, Dear Reader, Part 4 – including the first appearance of SoPi-L – can be seen HEAR… And have a Song 😉
Dear Reader, if you’ve read the first part of Cade’s massive missive, then wait no longer to dive into the next enthralling bit…
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Today is Sunday September 16 of 2018, and I’ve been sitting on this post since Thursday August 30 of 2018.
Ya rly.
I started with that shit about blood and twisting lines, and I’ve been pondering the mechanics of the micro and particulate as it pertains to a woman’s menstrual cycle for over two weeks now.
You think it unusual that a man would spend weeks considering a woman’s menstrual cycle? About how ergonomics and nutrition and lifestyle and the like affect a woman’s naughty bits with respect to time and gravity and motion and all kinds of other crazy factors?
Over the course of a lifetime, I wonder how much cotton and other fibrous material accumulates in a woman’s body, and how that individual woman’s body acclimates and/or handles this…stuff.
Filler(s)? Additives? Preservatives?
Sound crazy? Welp, if you put enough magnetic interference around a compass, eventually, the compass is going to have difficulty with finding its way and/or doing what it is designed to do.
EX: From a global perspective, do you think that people living in the northern hemisphere eating watermelon in January is unusual?
I think the circadian clock(s) are based on, and guided by, more than just/only a 24 hour cycle. I mean, how in the fuck did it get to 24 in the first place? What keeps it there? I’ve this sneaking suspicion that dark matter/energy plays a role.
^POGO – Jaaam^
It would appear that a “beedi” is a thin cigarette.
Baby, if you wanna mince words, you came to the right place. I’m a Juice Tiger™ that eats Weekly World News® newspapers and spoos out gallons of juicy linguistic goodness like it ain’t no thang.
(nod to SIMAAM)
^Religious Man ( I am I am )^
Quick thought…
Q: How does one get money out of The UN?
A: In UN Dough
Sorry for the lame pun/bad joke, but the UN Secretary General appeared on my radar yesterday, and I can’t help but wonder if this Brexit nonsense is more of a battle between The EU and The UN, and which side The UK is going to wind up on. Of course, there’s also the NATO angle(s), which is muddied somewhat by the Trump/Putin connection(s)…assuming there are any. But those will be severed when Trump goes to prison with Clinton.
^Smoke Fairies – Living With Ghosts^
What is our preferred method of disposal?
Yeah dummy…for garbage, what is the preferred method of disposal for garbage?
A: Fire/Burning
In our conversations, RooBeeDoo mentions the spine quite a bit. Well, maybe not “quite a bit”, but she mentions it frequently enough that I notice. That said, she never elaborates, and any links that she provides tend to be vague, distant and/or unrelated to whatever we are discussing. Anyone who has spent any time around, erm, weirdos, will know that the number 33 has some cosmic/divine connotations and/or associations, and there are rumored to be 33 vertebrae in the human spine.
Let’s back up tho. When you fart, where does that gas come from? I think medicine will tell us that there are bacteria in our gut that eat what we eat, then make their own poop and farts that in turn become our poop and farts. But don’t we breathe? Doesn’t our skin breathe? Doesn’t our blood contain gas(es)? What does our body do with things that it just flat don’t know what to do with? Is it possible that our body might try to…burn it? More than that, do our bodies potentially possess the ability to do any such thing?
Why are there all these calls and/or efforts to send everyone to prison? I see shitloads of tweets calling for the immediate arrest and imprisonment of all kinds of people, but especially public figures. Surely there has to be more options than just/only prison. Have you fucks not heard of riots? Lynchings? Mob justice? Vigilantism? Mass murder? Anarchy? Hitmen/assassins/murder for hire? Ritual killings? Surely there aren’t efforts to pollute “legitimacy” with unsound methods and actions…
are there?
That said, there sure seems to be a lot of fuckery via government(s), which means it originates via commerce.
HEY!!! I’ve been wondering how to do this. Now I know.
^How to Install Cyberlox^
Truth is we plebeians live under the thumb of delay, detainment and arrest…
all day, every day.
Get pulled over for any reason, and catch the wrong cop on the wrong day, and you could wind up on the business end of a taser for anything from drugs, to suspected terrorism, to pissing off some random stranger, to simply having your own bad day on the wrong fucking day. I mean, who in the FUCK is having a good day when you get pulled over, have some conflict, or are otherwise detained for some odd reason.
Like say...having long hair.
Has government forgotten customer service? Or is that “protect and serve” bullshit just a hyped up myth designed to protect a racket. If so, “the racket” is going to be…advancement, job security, and accolade. Afterall, the cream, rises. Curds are for turds, buttermilk is for babies, and plain milk is for pussies.
I have no idea what any of that means either.
Seems like it’s easier, and safer to just…stay indoors. Protect yourself…at all times…like a boxer might.
^Mucha Muchacha by Esquivel^
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*/furrows brow… Is that from the same movie, Clicky?*
Make yourself a cuppa tea and get ready to read the next part, Dear Reader, by clicking HEAR… And have a Song 😉
….Seventeen pages of missive is too much for just one post; however, I will post all 5 parts tonight, so you can read them in one go, as intended. Ready?
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Does a woman’s blood, and the things in it, affect her menstrual cycle? I mean sure, women have their monthly business for a few days or whenever it’s convenient, at which point they likely need some additional iron so they don’t pass out every five minutes. But what about other stuff in the blood? How does that stuff in the blood affect the menstrual cycle, and how does it affect a lot of other shit that goes on down there on the girly bits? What about up top?
No…not the brains, the breasts. What’s going on with them boobs when your naughty bits are doing their monthly leak/pressure tests? Do the breasts swell? Do they get sore? Develop lumps and/or hard spots? Is it normal if they do none of those? I’m thinking displacement here. If a segment of tissue is needing some sweet sweet loving from some Iron(Fe), but there is something already occupying the space that Iron needs to occupy in order to facilitate the need, what kinds of thing happen within that region? Does the body work to displace whatever is preventing the Iron from getting to where it needs to be? But more than that, is the Iron itself now perceived as an intruder since it cannot get to where it needs to go and is taking up space that is needed for something else? I mean, we are talking transience here.
Oh btw…hi.
/me waves
^The Pixies – I Bleed^
How far will a straight line bend before it starts to twist and either:
A) collapse back in upon itself;
B) wander off on less predictable path;
C) break into particulate that makes random and unpredictable appearances/disappearances;
D) some or all of that depending on locale?
Prolly basic crap for a Geometrist to ponder. But there is/are considerations to ponder with respect to observer(s) and their own orientation. I mean, let’s take that image above, and shrink it down a bit. And see if that changes anything with respect to how we observe.
At some point, you are likely going to make a decision or two as to what the safe operating parameters and/or conditions are for that torque-wrench you are designing. But I got a question…
Q: What is safe about a torque-wrench?
A: Nothing.
I guess we’ll just have to take our chances, eh?
^Horde War March^
Action->Reaction
What happens after the reaction?
What led up to the action?
I mean, the guys who made this video prolly wouldn’t appreciate someone coming over to their house and climbing on the roof.
Wait…what’s that? You’ve not watched the video that follows yet? K…well…I have. Maybe if you watch it, you’ll have an inkling as to what I’m talking about.
Or not.
^escaping from police (south london crane climb)^
Ever had a rock in your shoe?
Something that prohibited the facilitation of the more or less natural movement and/or motion of a certain part of your body, and that prohibition kinda cascaded, and effected your entire being moving in the way that you want it to move? Welp, yesterday, the Amygdala appeared on my radar with respect to “response to more emotional types of stimulus”, and the reaction(s) and response(s) that happen under these circumstances.
Q: Does emotional response via what we see on-screen affect our being in ways that we might not consider or give any thought to?
A: ¿¿?
I’m thinking any screen. Not just only phones or computers or TVs or movie screens, but billboards, t-shirts, building designs, certain types of shoes, faces, a tree.
“Smartphone Zombies” appeared on my radar this morning.
I guess I’ll get back to writing.
^Transcending the limbic system response^
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*He is that, Clicky…*
To continue reading Cade’s missive, Dear Reader, click HEAR… and have a Song 😉
*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… Red Frank scent that photo to me last night …/flicks lighter… No, Clicky, I’m not having sex with you, so take your fin off my arse, please …/lights up… Hey! Knot to change the subject of anyfin, butt I see ‘pong’ in the foto… /drags… ‘You had me at impeccable spelling and correct use of grammar’. Huh…*
REPRODUCTION
In the whirled of MRSREGN, Dear Reader, the second R stands for Reproduction…
*puffs… Blue Frank has another great post up today, Clicky. He’s on a roll… /flicks ash…
K…so…erm…let’s think about “Reproduction” a bit in a different direction.
EX: You are a kid, first day at school, some complete stranger hands you something called a pencil and paper, and then further demands that you start to try and reproduce these foreign and mysterious shapes called…letters.
So let’s take that same kid from their first day of school to their first post-graduate degree. Now that you know everything, and “society” has confirmed this by handing you your walking papers…
Q: What is your current attitude towards learning?
”DUDE!!! What in the flying FUCK does all this bullshit has to do with some kid learning to reproduce existing things?!?!?!?”
The answer is, I dunno.
Seems to me that if this kid hits the skids after graduating college, and they are good at reproducing stuff, they might just wind up reproducing famous artworks to make a buck. I mean yeah, there are rules as to what can and cannot be reproduced, and we must abide by those rules. But we all gotta eat…yeah?
^Yelle – Je Veux Te Voir^
Everything we know, we know it via our own knowledge being a replica of something someone has taught us…
right?
Something we’ve experienced? I mean, you aren’t the first fuck to see a tree… or a cloud…or raindrops. But your experiences are yours. You do occupy your own space, and the things you experience are yours, all yours. Even that concert you attended and spent the whole fucking time videoing with your phone…that experience was yours all yours…till you upload it to YouTube or whatever.
Wait...where was I going with this?
Oh yeah…replication and mimicry.
^Blind Melon – No Rain^
Not to change the subject or anything, but I had an interesting thought a coupla weeks ago with respect to subduction/uplift as it pertains to volcanoes and/or hot spots, and I call it…
“Planetary Crust Roll”.
Our planet does wobble quite a bit, and it likely wobbles on some axes that we are not really thinking about much. But our tinkering with Neutrinos, Neutrons and other sub-atomic particles should probably get us to thinking in some of these directions.
Digress.
Anyway, what I started seeing is where there are vector changes in a particular plate that causes the dynamics of plates near a volcano and/or hot spot to change in such a way as to cause the volcano to become either active or inactive. Prolly also helps explain why certain “magma dynamics” are as they are with respect to the magnetosphere and why “hot spots” tend to stay where they are. Have I lost you completely?
Good. I'm lost too.
This is my first attempt at trying to explain this, so I can better figure out how to explain what I am seeing. I am after all trying to keep quite a bit of shit in mind while explaining this bullshit. Life…for example.
^Alberto Lodoletti plays the Flight of the Bumble-Bee by Rimsky-Korsakov piano version by Rachmaninov^
I’m supposed to be writing something else right now…but I’m not.
We hope you’ve enjoyed reading this reproduction of a twitter convo between two friends across The Pond. On a Reproduction post to boot. Excretion is up next, Dear Reader, so until then… Have a Song 😀
… Whereby I’ve been introducing The Okie Devil of Text Us to Doctor Who…
*It’s been an Utter joy, Clicky, bouncing around time and space with Cade… /lights up… Seeing things anew…*
… And in return, he has introduced me to Doowdaed…
*No shit! It’s called Deadwood?! …/rubs eyes… Actually, Clicky, that does makes more sense… /drags…*
… And we’ll continue with more of that later today…
*/coughs… I ain’t shown him that one yet! …/taps ash… Mind you… /smokes… touch and hearing in one clip, Clicky? Fucking clever!*
In the meantime, Cade has very kindly sent a missive for us all to enjoy, Dear Reader…
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Where have I been?
Where have YOU been is likely a more appropriate question.
I've been taking a break.
Getting my bikini figure into shape for Bikini Season.
Let’s remedy that.
^DJ Shredda – Chainsaw (The Crow Mix)^
Let’s come me come clean. I’ve been avoiding anything and everything on the web, except Twitter, and I’ve been doing that for the last few months. I don’t care what it is, I don’t want to see it, and I don’t want to hear it. Those “pokes from else and/or elsewhere” have gotten too numerous. My feet, legs and hips are cramping almost non-stop, and it fucking hurts.
So yeah...vacation.
I keep thinking about some 16 year old girl shooting herself. Can’t get it out of my fucking head. That, and this goddamn anti-smoking bullshit. Oh, and I’m trying to write. So there’s that. I also keep swirling around swirls. That has led me to some interesting thoughts on “flat space(s)”, so I’m gonna ramble about some of that…
assuming it's A-O-fucking-K with you.
^Acid Fighter (DJ Crow Remix) – Soundgrabber^
So what’s up with you where you are? It’s snowing outside here. Gonna put my cold weather gear on in a bit, go outside, and make a video. I doubt very seriously that most fucks are going to believe that it’s snowing in North Texas in late April, but it is. Once I make the video, we’ll have proof, the case will be solved forever, and there will be no reason to argue about the truth of spring snow(s) in Texas. I’ll keep you posted on where you can view the video.
^DJ The Crow meets DJ Arne LII – The Speed (Überdruck Mix)^
Why in the fuck would anyone care if North Korea/South Korea reunified? You running low on shit to talk about? Running low on shit to worry about? East Germany and West Germany got back together.
Maybe if you fucks would stop thinking in terms of big and small, you could actually focus. Or at least, make some discernment(s) as to what focus is.
Which reminds me, I got to thinking about the nature of focus with respect to membranes, and it got me to thinking about what is required to stretch a something so thin, that it results in the reduction of mass in certain sectors of the stretched membrane in such a way as to detract/reduce scale. Meaning, the reduction in mass does not cause a fundamental change in anything except scale.
Shrinking.
Basically, a chain of say…Oxygen atoms…have become so stretched, all while retaining their relational bonds, that some atoms begin to shrink in scale. Methinks we are stumbling into/onto some gravity/anti-gravity kinds of things here.
^Norman Bass – How U Like Bass? (Warp Brothers Club Mix)^
Thinking more in terms of contextual processes that are created for the purpose(s) of creating something that does not currently exist, there are certain things that we can accept as being, for the most part…normal. Like say, the creation of a house using wood, that starts with the chopping down of a tree, and is followed by the chopping down of more trees.
Pretty normal sounding right?
Welp, what about slamming sub-atom particles together at near the speed of light using the machines that we build in order to achieve this? Is that normal? Or can we consider it “normal” to qualify these activities as…abnormal.
Q: Is “sawdust” considered waste?
A: ???
Do we have processes in place to adequately deal with the ongoing sawdust issue(s)? Have we taken steps? Addressed concerns? Is the matter settled?
So can we assume that there is a difference between a perforation and a cut/incision? What about a stretch or strain? Wouldn’t an incision by a laser be both a perforation and a cut? No to mention the burn(ing).
^Hanayo – Joe le Taxi^
It’s just passed noon on Saturday April 28, and I’ve not been sleeping well. I’ve been dreaming non-stop for months now, but I guess its the season change that is currently fucking me up. I went on a 5 day drinking bender last week, and it did me some good. But still not sleeping very well. Guess I’m sweating heading to Austin a bit. Leaving for Austin soon, and looking forward to it, but also kinda nervous. The dynamics of the trip have suddenly changed. I’ll survive it tho. May even have some fun.
/me shrugs
On the up side, I’ve got the fever to write.
On the down side, I’m gonna be without my computer for a while.
I guess it's time to break out the pen and paper.
OH! I’ve got three stories in the new Underdog Anthology which was published this last week.
I guess I need to write a post on it on my own goddamn blog.
^M83 ‘Midnight City’ Official video^
Got to thinking about the referential dynamics of gene sequences the other day, and the numbers went from “ridiculous” to “incomprehensible” almost immediately.
Picture This: two identical strands of DNA. One of these strands is located in the heart, and the other is flowing within the bloodstream. Now, imagine these two strands in relation to one another. Now think about the sequence in each strand. Do the sequences remain constant? What about in relation to each other?
I mean, we are talking more about cryptography/cryptology than we are about relationships or gene sequences/gene sequencing, so what about discretion, distinction and/or discrimination? Is there potentially some magic in the spacial relationships and orientations of identical things? What about like things? Similar not same kinds of things?
So yeah, if you get two identical things together, what are they now?
Spooky action at a distance?
Or does the action always and forever need to follow a predefined path?
^Boy Harsher — Pain^
Was talking to a certain someone this week about “GUT”, and espoused that this particular pursuit is going to have to include multiple elements, and that the omission of a simultaneous “constructive/destructive” is likely why these efforts to construct a unification continues to fail and/or be elusive.
Whatever this “GUT” winds up being will have to have contextual nature, and I added Earth/Terra and Sun/Sol distinctions.
EX: The GUT on Earth/Terra will not be applicable on Mars, and the GUT on The Sun/Sol will differ from the GUT on Earth/Terra. We are in motion, and the only constant state appears to be that of “change” and/or “changing”, depending on where you are and when.
Perspective(s).
So yeah, there is likely a metric shitload of fucktons of galactic considerations that also need to be made. Maybe The Zodiac ain’t such a stretch afterall, eh? I mean, if these distant gamma ray bursts are suddenly of global concern because we can now see/detect them, that means that they’ve always been a concern. So I got a question for you…
Q: What’s your fucking hurry?
A: ¿?¿
Maybe if you fucks weren’t so goddamn wrapped up in the fatalistic ends of the more modern interpretations Darwinian theory/theories, you wouldn’t be so fucking anxious to win your very own Darwin Award, and take the rest of us with you in the process.
^Kiesza – Hideaway (Official Video)^
Yes, I am suggesting that certain sectors of science seem to be pretty goddamn fatalistic. I mean fuck, we can get that fatalism bullshit from religion. We don’t need it from you too.
But you’re free to do what you want.
Blow it all up.
😐
^Azari & III – Hungry for the power (Jamie Jones remix)^
My brain hurts.
Imma go get something to eat, then video the snow for anyone who wants to see it.
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.
What is our preferred method of disposal?
My brain hurts.
