As promised, Dear Reader…
… Today we have a sparkling new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Devil of Text US, to rattle our noggins, stimulate the grey matter…
… And tickle our fancies on another lockdown Friday. Enjoy! 😀
This is the point in the blog post where the reader likely gets confused about who is writing what. Lemme break it down for ya…
(Somewhere in NE Texas, USA)
(Somewhere in SE England, UK). She wrote above.
I am writing here.
She’ll write some more towards the bottom when I’m done. Then she’ll format / edit the whole mess and publish it.
Clear? Yee Haw!
Clarity is a damn delightful thing.
^Hee Haw show open^
Manifest debtstiny. Care if I make an observation regarding destiny being debt? Sure appears to be capable of being twisted that way.
The first thing you are gonna need to do is create a debt which cannot be repaid. Of course, you’re going to need to be in a position of power in order to manifest this debt, but power can sometimes be a matter of timing. Being aware of the existence of a certain set of circumstances which will allow you to assume a position of power whether you actually have one or not. And whilst you are planning and plotting how to create an unrepayable debt, might wanna give some consideration to the concept of satisfaction. A debtor cannot believe that the debt can be satisfied, and as a result achieve some satisfaction themselves by repaying the debt. Satisfaction is viewed as freedom, and freedom is not what we are aiming for here.
Your debtor needs to believe…wait, scratch that…not believe…your debtor needs to know, that this debt which they have been saddled with, is eternal. We humans have a romance with the eternal. I’d imagine the right amount of tickling on that “eternal” bell that we all have, whether good stimulus of it or bad, should keep your quarry confused enough that it won’t matter why the bell is ringing. What matters is, it’s ringing. If you keep the pressure on, they’ll have no time to make a distinction.
^Matt Lange – Morbidly Obese (Redacted Mix)^
Whheeeeee dogies!!! That was a helluva way to start out a “missive”, eh? I guess round about a year and a half of listening to people piss and moan and having to watching stuff burn and be broken will bring out the dark side in even the happiest of motherfuckers (like me). And yes, I consider myself a happy motherfucker. Do you doubt me? Wanna fight over it?
Irrespective of where one stands on these lockdowns and restrictions and whatnot, there is a weird something lurking in the background. I can’t see it yet, but it’s there. Olds and news are entangled, and both are fighting like hell to get their way. Growing pains of the currency markets is where my intuition keeps leading me, and I’d imagine that some are quite terrified at the retribution that will almost certainly come if “the wrong entity” comes out on top. No one likes to be throttled, which is exactly why certain interests throttle the hell out of everyone else…they know that people don’t like it. But if the worm turns? Yeesh…slave becomes master, master becomes slave, and at least one of those sectors who is “transitioning” ain’t gonna like what the result is.
^Cocteau Twins – Great Spangled Fritillary^
On the up side, I wrote a poem last night. I’ve forgotten it already, but it was about trees and the seasons.
Particularly, the poem was a life that likes certain parts of the cycle, and dislikes others. In this case, a tree that likes the Spring, dislikes the Fall and Winter, and plans and plots during the Winter months how to create leaves that will never fall and withstand anything and everything that nature throws at it. Question is, do trees really dislike having to shed their leaves? Or is that simply an assumption that a human and/or certain humans might make about trees due to our own projections. I mean, fuck, trees on the equator or in some tropical area, the leaves stay green always…right? And even here in Texas, ever heard of the Live Oak? Evergreens? Pines? Magnolia? These fuckers have to work their asses off year round, no rest, and the factory has to maintain a steady state. There are no typical seasons. There is life, and there is death, and that’s the only seasons it knows.
Q: Is it possible to know the season “death”?
We can see it, we can flirt with it, we can maybe taste it a bit, we can romanticize overcoming it via reincarnation or salvation of some kind, but can we who are alive actually know the season called death? I’m gonna have to stop writing here for a bit and give that one a think.
^Silver Bullet – Bring Forth the Guillotine^
That “first ever space hurricane” was something to see, yeah?
Bet you didn't see that particular “space hurricane” coming.
^Notaker – Airlock^
I can see people getting jazzed over actually seeing a something. We’ve been hypothesizing and theorizing and conjecturazingadingdonging over anything and everything for a long time…just never seen it with our own peepers. Which begs the question, what might blind people think about all the noise we sighted folk are making over this space hurricane? Technically, we ourselves were blind to space hurricanes until only a day or so ago. Or at least, some might have you believe that.
The solar minimum has been coming for about 4 years now. The jetstream over the USA has been wonky as fuck for about 7/8 years. The gulfstream is now said to be getting wonky as well. The poles, they wander. The north pole has been speeding up its northern migration for quite a few years now, but we already knew that it was moving north. We’ve even theorized that the poles flip from time to time without really understanding what dynamics might be in play to cause this. We also know that our planet wobbles, and that someday, Winter in the Northern Hemisphere will be warm, and Summer in the Southern Hemisphere will be cold. We know that our continents migrate, mountains and oceans rise and fall. We’re also quite aware that vortexes are a very real thing just about anywhere and everywhere in nature. Anything and everything wobbles, shakes, spins, vibrates, bends, breaks, cycles and every other fucking thing, so why is it that this particular “storm” is so shocking?
(no pun intended)
My money would be on upper-atmospheric lightning/red jets/blue sprites types of things. That and maybe relocation of mass/elements, electrical power generation, high energy devices, and human generated electromagnetic radiation. Why? Indications are, that we’ve been here before.
You? Perhaps not.
Me? Perhaps not.
Yeah, lotta evidence poking its head through the veils of time that we’ve indeed been here before.
^Cocteau Twins – Know Who You Are At Every Age^
Speaking of goings on in space, does the following video look fake as fuck to anyone else? I get that technology is improving, and especially as it relates to optics and cameras, etc.. But the whole damn video looks weird, and when you get to 6:16? 6:16 to 6:26 just looks…wrong.
Maybe it's just me.
^ Watch SpaceX Starship SN10 launch and stick landing!^
This is gonna be a strange observation/revelation, but I’m gonna submit that never before have I heard Elizabeth Fraser’s voice. I’ve likely heard most if not all of the Cocteau Twins’ catalogue, and yet, it just occurred to me that I’ve never heard her voice.
The bit about her “selling her lyrical notebooks to Austin University in Texas” was interesting.
^Elizabeth Fraser talks about her lyrics^
This is one of the few songs that I actually kinda know some of the lyrics for.
Yeesh. Now, what kind of thought processes inhabit a man which cause him to marry, murder, marry, murder, marry, murder, marry, murder, ad-infinitum? More than that, what drives a person to write a song/song lyrics that reference such a person? Oh, and if you wanna actually listen to the song Bluebeard by Cocteau Twins, look it up your own damn self. I’m currently creaming in my pants over this song below that I stumbled upon only recently.
^Paul van Dyk – Nothing But You^
During the course of this lockdown thingie..have you given any thought to the concepts of prostitution and mercenaries? What about cancer and gingivitis? No? Might wanna factor those in. Give them a think as they relate to the goings on. Remember…asymmetrical warfare. That’s what appears to be going on here. The occult appears to be at work too. Loads of unconventional stuff. Abstract. Hearts and minds via metadata. Put the passive survival instincts like caution, care, morality and any form of thought to sleep, and awaken the active survival instincts like hopelessness and desperation. Those who cling to independence or any form(s) of the old edifices and paradigms must be turned. They must forget about the past, stop thinking about the future, and be reliant upon the day. This, is how you rewrite history.
^Beatrix – Cocteau Twins^
Got it all figured out have you, Mike? You got General Motors squared away, you tamed school violence, cured global terrorism, fixed the medical industry, cured Flint’s water problems, and now you want to take on the 10th Amendment and presumably the entire US Constitution. This wouldn’t have anything to do with California…
I mean, as a filmmaker, you’ve likely got a pal or two out California way. Easy enough for some of them to pull your chain and get you to bark a bit about what they don’t like irrespective of your own feels. It’s fine and dandy for California to be its own little fiefdom, but any other state?
Nah...can't have it.
Destroy Texas by any and all means necessary, and California can keep on keeping on being the leading (and only) asshole by doing its own thing. Kinda makes sense tho…a single body having two or more assholes?
Something for you to chew on whilst you are being all contemplative about who owns and controls what.
Wait…did Michael Moore just say that “the vaccine” was both “precious” and “ours”? Meaning, mine?
It's mine, my own, my precious.
Hrm. I’m not exactly a fan of Lord Of The Rings, but that is a glaring wave. A strange resonance to all of that.
^It’s mine, my own, my precious^
This does not set a good standard for those who are trying to overcome adversity.
Who you were, may not be exactly in line with who you are and/or who you are trying to become. And this “cleaning up your timeline” bullshit? Deleting anything and everything that others might find offensive just so you can unlock some kind of achievement and get that little checkmark by your name?
If there are stumbling blocks in my path, I wanna know where they are, and I want to identify them myself as best I can. If there are mines in my meadows, I want little flags there reminding me not where to step. I am my own engineer. Don’t need some fuck coming along and laying a live mine on top of one that I’ve already disarmed.
Looks like there’s been some loss in interest over landmines/active minefields. I wonder if The Washington Post lost interest due to nCoV-2019 coming onto the scene. A shift in focus due a more clear and more present danger? Trump is out of office afterall, and all is well.
^The Prodigy – Mindfields (Keimax Remix)^
Just me, but this deep diving bullshit/retroactive is like shaming someone for having some kind of physical difference or being unique in any way. Some scar that creeps you out. Cover up that blemish. Hide that deformity. I want to see only that which is aesthetically pleasing to me.
Hrm…I wonder where this current quest for purity might lead. In truth, it could be that the thought police are more concerned with the immediacy of being out of a job. Can’t justify the expenditure if the service is no longer required.
^deadmau5 / Reduction (Original Mix)^
We all have legacy bullshit to deal with.
Not everyone is gonna look into the etymology and/or history of things to find out their origins. And even if they do, there’s no telling how an individual is going to handle what they find.
Rumor was that motherfucker right there’s lineage included Jewish blood. Can you imagine being one of the worker bees in the Nazi hive, only to have it come to light that you’re playing for the wrong team? Might cause a bee to morph into a honey badger just to survive.
Talk about minefields...yeesh.
One attaching themselves to some edifice of purity is just asking for a smack.
^Showtek – We Like To Party (Official Audio)^
Really fucking weird that this word has appeared on my radar several times in recent weeks.
I guess it goes along with the purity and shaming vibes that have been so pervasive as of late.
But why wouldn’t such a word be prevalent during this “global pandemic”. You’ve got those who are fighting to get to the front of the line, and you’ve got others who are either struggling to keep up or who are being left behind and/or omitted completely. And, hey, speaking of lifting weights, that reminds me…you ever seen a picture of Lou Ferrigno when he was a kid?
Who is to say when a flower might bloom. Or under what conditions.
^Judas Priest – The Sentinel^
Congratulations are in order as RooBeeDoobieSista has been accepted into the Super Subsonic Scribbling Scribblers and Sugary Sweet Snowcone Sippers or some such. Don’t have any idea as to what they are about really, I only know that when I first tumbled into the current leg of my journey, that I started seeing their logo thingie here and there. Since most of the stuff that I was encountering at the time centered around the occult, the hidden and/or spiritual kinds of jazz, I just kinda shrugged it off and thought…”meh, more cultist nutjobs publicly advertising their secret existence”.
Weird what one considers “par for the course” based on what is happening in one’s own life. But I just feel it necessary to point out that this was around the same time that I first bumped into RooBeeDoo, whom I encountered on the now defunct Synchromysticism Forums (more creepy cultist stuff).
N E ways...
…nice that she’s gotten noticed by someone I guess and I hope that it adds to her already wonderful being. She’s a great writer, has a fantastic eye for nuance, tolerant, patient, knows who she is, and makes really poor choices in home footware…she’s a complete weirdo: what’s not to like?
Hopefully my bullshit contributions to her blog won’t get her kicked out. Anyway, enough about me…
congrats young lady.
Maybe this’ll eventually lead to landing you a writing job at The Echo.
^Christopher Tin – Baba Yetu^
^REZZ x knodis – Premonition (Official Music Video)^
*Not those sort of fancies, Clicky… /licks lips… Mmm, cake…*
*Correct… /stubs butt… Special edition, innit…*
Enjoy your we-kenned, Dear Reader and have a Song ❤
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…*
… Called Martin Scriblerus…
*Exactly, Clicky. Satire’s booming…*
*It’s a sign of the times…*
…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 😀
We’ll see you then, Dear Reader. Have a Song…
Today is Cade F. Apollyon’s birthday, Dear Reader…
*Don’t worry about it, Clicky. You’re included in our birthday gift to Cade… /lights up and smokes… Chill…*
*Go find him sumfin he’ll appre-*
*-ciate. Whoa, that was fast!*
… Yes, the Okie Text US Devil has finally arrived at 53, and he’s sent us a missive. So settle back and enjoy! 😀
^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.
^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.
^Pixies – Velouria (Official Video)^
!!!MOVIES REVIEW TIME !!!
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)^
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?
I once read in a USAF survival manual to never to 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.
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?
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.
Sounds simple enough, eh? Welp, hold on to your hats cowgirls and cowboys…it’s not always quite so simple.
It only gets more complex from there, but you get the point.
^Throwing Muses – Bright Yellow Gun (Official Video)^
James Randi died the other day
^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.
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”?
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?
^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)^
^Morrissey – Everyday Is Like Sunday^
*No, pretty sure Monty was a pet snake, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
Very many happy returns to Cade ❤
Dear Reader, have a Song…
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! 😀
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.
Not smart thinking.
I mean, who wants to be a kid?
Also, who wants to be labeled as insane?
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.
name 10 liquid which are good conductor of electricity and 10 liquids which are poor conductor of electricity
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?
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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.
^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.
Everyone's got an opinion
Some opinions are…out there. Stratospheric. Way up and out in the rarefied air.
^Hot Natured featuring Anabel Englund – Reverse Skydiving (Official Video)^
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…
Tweet 2: Protests of some kind appear to have spontaneously started in Rochester, NY…
Tweet 3: Some court has ruled that a certain surveillance program is “unlawful”…
Tweet 4: The singer of 21 Pilots is being berated for not using his platform…
Tweet 5: Someone is fighting back against avian piggybacking in the food industries…
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?
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.
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.
Hope your weekend is a good one tho’.
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^No Mana feat. Cafcat – Lethargy.^
Have a Song, Dear Reader… ❤