… I posted not-eyes of the result in the Red universe of MEROVEE. Cue Selfie…
The Prime Minister had better luck this evening, however, when the LOTO’s tabled ‘Motion of No Confidence’, following last night’s historic defeat, was beaten. Again by the noes. A short one; only nineteen votes this time…
This speech turning tonight's vote around to be a vote of no confidence in the Leader of the Opposition, instead of the Prime Minister, is bloody brilliant. Michael Gove is a hero. pic.twitter.com/Or5rzPpveJ
In Reel Life: After losing the 1937 Santa Anita Handicap by a nose, Pollard tells Howard and Smith that he lost because he didn’t see Rosemont, the winner, coming up on him. He confesses that he’s blind in his right eye.
In Real Life: Pollard never told Smith and Howard that he was half-blind. His excuse for losing that race was that he had been stuck on the rail, which was slow, and was unable to get to the outside. “Had he let on that he was blind in one eye, his career would have been over,” writes Hillenbrand. “Howard accepted Pollard’s explanation without criticism. Neither he nor Smith blamed him.”
It’s sad to say, but both the Government and Opposition have proven themselves to be utter shite at implementing the result of the Independence Referendum. But what to do, Dear Reader?
We were interrupted on Tuesday evening when the domicile in which Cade resides lost power. We were cut off, so I decided to watch ‘Brexit: The Uncivil War’ that had been broadcast on Channel 4 the previous night. I told Legs…
*His first birthday that we spent together… /grins… ‘Return to the Forbidden Planet’… /drags… based on ‘The Tempest’ by Shakes-Sphere… /blows smoke rings...*
*Dunno what the fuss is about. The yellow vested Brexit-hear did great… /taps ash… Hang on, what’s today’s date, Clicky?*
*Our wedding anniversary! …/cocks head… Is that the phone? Fuck!*
Bob Zmuda just appeared on my radar. So let’s do this. Let’s doo a re:view of the…
SYNCHROSPHERE!!!<—(this is a textual echo)
(this is also an echo “tex tu, al”) —> SYNCHROSPHERE!!!
SYNCHROSPHERE!!!<—(yep, more decaying, textual echo)
Wait, what’s that? You don’t know who Bob Zmuda is and are wondering why I’m not tossing you a link?
Well look him up your own damn self.
You’re reading this, which means you have Internet access, which means you have access to search engines and all kinds of media, which means that if you want to know who in the fuck Bob Zmuda is, you’ve the freedom to look him up at your own leisure.
There are a couple of reasons why I don’t like linking. First, the search mechanisms that I choose to use may be something that you and your SJW or Republican Party buddies hate and boycott and protest or whatever. Similarly, I may sometimes utilize pathways you’ve never heard of, and by default, you are skeptical and think I’m trying to e-lead you…
But one of the big reasons that I hate using hyperlinks is because they change. As of late I’ve noticed that some entities are getting really fucking sloppy with link maintenance.
(prolly due to reliance on automation, but that's just a guess)
For those of you who did not know such things existed? Well, they do. And instead of me magically teleporting you directly into the middle of the party, it’s typically best if I show you the way to the front door where you can go in like everyone else, if you so choose. This also allows you to make your own travel arrangements, and you can arrive/leave any time you like. I’m such a nice guy. So thoughtful. So considerate. Now get the fuck out of here and don’t come back until the next paragraph.
^Rebuke – Along Came Polly^
A quick note here before we start to do our digging around The Synchrosphere. The other day on my own blog, I made mention that I’ve started to recycle more and more music in my posts. This is primarily due to the difficulties I face finding new music. If I find some really cool new song on YouTube, and this song does not have a lot of views, YouTube will not create an YT-generated playlist based on this song for me, which would in turn associate similar new music on this playlist.
(goddamn automation...goddamn it straight to hell)
YouTube will not start adding a video to auto-generated playlists until it reaches so many views. Of course, this may also be a content creator driven thing, because I’m sure that anything monetized will get less cash if YT points it out, than if a user were to find it on their own. This would keep more money in the pocket of content creators, so, makes sense. I have no idea how their shit works tho, just brainstorming based on what I see.
So yeah, recycling a lot of music, when I used to not do that at all. Every song and every image was always something I’d never used in a previous post.
(with very few exceptions)
That said, all links I share are a “take it or leave it” kind of thing anyway, and I share a lot of music that most people prolly didn’t even know existed. Even I didn’t know it existed until I did. Hell, at some point, even the artist that created it didn’t even know it existed.
^Avicii – Wake Me Up (Official Video)^
For anyone new to this shit, you may be wondering what “The Synchrosphere” is. Join the fucking club, and I don’t mean those who utilize The Syncrhosphere as a medium for finding people to have sex with. Is there such an arm within The Synchrosphere? As far as I can tell, yeah prolly.
Anyway, The Syncrhosphere seems to revolve mostly around the sharing and exchange of information and ideas. It also seems to be loaded with writers, which means that some will utilize The Synchrosphere as a way for letting other authors know what they working on (professional courtesy kind of network), and still others prolly use it as a field for harvesting ideas. Since we’ve got data and information flowing, and a lot of this “Syncrhosphere” is for the most part out in the open/public, that means that governments, businesses and all kinds of other groups are going to be poking their noses in to see what it’s all about.
You're nosey as fuck, so why wouldn't others be too?
Plus, the damn thing has a name, and a lot of it centers around spiritualism/religion, psychology, philosophy and history.
Dangerous place with dangerous ideas from dangerous people
History being the most dangerous thing there is, so anything with a history slant is by default going to attract all kinds of interests. That said, and as best I can tell, the first thing that The Synchrosphere did when it was created, was split.
…All kinds of crap seems to have spun out of this one idea from one dude named Jake Kotze, but I’ve read here and there that even that fact is hotly contested. Creating a bandwagon means you’re going to have all kinds of people jumping on board for all kinds of reasons, and a lot of those motherfuckers are going to want to drive at some point. But, that’s the intent, so, digress.
NOTE: “Time” seems to be on a lot of minds. Hence, this place attracted me.
^The Crystal Method – Name Of The Game^
X: What are you thinking here?
Cade: I’m wondering if this is the place for me to do my long-winded rambles.
X: Meaning, you are wondering if you should be investigating a topical type something in “a missive”?
Cade: Yes. Missives are supposed to be the jumbled bunch of nonsense that I write about when I feel like writing, but have nothing to write about.
Z: Didn’t start out that way though, did it.
Cade: No, it did not. Just kinda developed that way over time.
T: Did you put a lot of thought into that?
Cade: Not in the way that I think you mean.
T: And what is it that you think I mean?
Cade: I’ve never given much consideration to what I write for here, and what I wrote for my own blog(s). Have tried to just let it develop.
X: I was under the impression that you never intended to write anything at all over at your own blog.
Cade: Things changed.
X: Any relevant data you can pass along so as to inform any readers as to what changed?
Cade: It’s not “complicated”, if that’s what you are getting at.
X: You lost me.
Cade: The situations that developed to facilitate change are complex, not complicated.
Cade: For the most part yeah. A lot of my decisions have already been made for me. I just have to walk the path.
X: I still think some specifics would help.
Cade: Being mindful of the needs of those that I interact with.
X: And who do you interact with?
Cade: Me mostly.
X: That doesn’t sound very “mindful of others’ needs” to me.
Cade: Ironic that me NOT being mindful of others’ needs would also be chalked up as selfish and/or self-centered.
X: Loads of ironies in creation so it would seem.
Cade: Asking someone to take 4 to 5 hours or more out of their day to edit one of these things can be pretty selfish in my opinion.
X: Let me ask you a question about that since she will read this before anyone else does.
Cade: Fire away.
X: Is this your roundabout way of asking her if your writing is taking up too much of her time?
Cade: No. We talked about this very subject only recently, and we talked about some parameters that might make these things more tolerable. There’s no need to use innuendo in these things because we talk all the time.
X: So what’s the problem?
Cade: I’m not sure exactly. I just noticed that the first section or “paragraph” as I call them, was mighty long in this particular whatever.
X: So pull it all out, post all this on your own blog, and start over with something new for The LoL.
X: Why not?
Cade: Because I started this with her in mind.
X: There it is.
Cade: Indeed…there it is.
X: The more you definitive you get, the less you have.
Currently in the UK, we’re watching the Brexit debacle unfold. The ‘DisMay’ Deal of Tessie Jackboots is being debated in Parliament, against the backdrop of ‘Project Fear’ projected throughout Mainstream Media. The upside is that it has made choosing this year’s offering for mutilation on the Dead Poets’ Page rather easy.
Musician Thomas Oliphant (born 1799, died 1873) provided the lyrics for the perennial favourite of carol singers everywhere. And as MPs prepare to vote on the future of the country, ‘Deck the Halls’ lends itself to ‘Stack the Deck’ rather neatly. Possibly too neatly… Judge for yourself.
Tweet a load of Brexit Bollocks
‘Twas the fault of voting Morlocks
Back the PM in her deal
Baa-baa-baa, baa-baa-baa, baa-baa-baa
Troll with fear ’til it seems real
Apparatchiks brag of d’Accord!
Strikes a deal to keep us shackled
Says its one thing, means another
Lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie
Make the plebs embrace Big Brother
Stack the deck with drones and toadies
Offer bribes of jobs and trophies
Fingers in ears, deal together
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
We’ll stay EU-bound forever
Who knows how our milksop politicians will vote next week, Dear Reader. In the meantime… Have a Song 😉
Friday 7th December 2018 – UPDATE!
Underdog Anthology VII is now available to buy, Dear Reader, for Kindle and as paperback via Amazon, and at Smashwords. This volume of the series also includes photos of the authors… 😀
Dear Reader, WordPress have changed the editing function here so that posts are now constructed more like…
*Yes, very blocky, Clicky. Not sure if I like it yet…*
… I asked Cade if he would send a missive for me to have a play with, and he has obliged…
*I know! How he managed to knock one out just like that… Amazing!*
Just when I thought it impossible get any fatter, older and uglier, I get my new driver’s license in the mail.
Ugly? AL MÁXIMO!
I really don’t mind being ugly on the outside tho. I know, that what is on the inside, is much, MUCH, worse.
^Drumsound & Bassline Smith vs. Teddy Killerz – Metal & Blood^
So Limeys…how’s your week been? Anything going on? I’m not going to “pick up” where I left off on a blog post on my own blog last night, but I admit that I kinda danced around a few things as I tried to express some thoughts that I’ve had for a while about both BREXIT and The EU.
Almost everything about The EU revolves around commerce. Engaging in commerce, expanding commerce, protecting commerce…commerce, commerce, commerce.
Almost sounds communistic.
Digress. Um, let’s go ahead and jump…
Q: In business, who can you trust?
A: No one.
K, so, with The UK in mind, I don’t give a shit who you are, they are always and forever going to protect themselves. Dunno about anyone else, but I find this a commendable trait to possess. And what I am thinking here, is that I don’t really see what The UK is doing as some kind of rebellious bandwagon for others to hop on board with, simply to oppose The EU. If anything, that would play right into The EU’s hand(s). Create the enemy they desire to have, and suddenly, you need an army to protect against this new threat. And I’m not directly accusing The UK of playing both sides of the fence because I personally am not one to sell The UK that short. Historically, if there is a side to play, GB is likely in the game. But at the same time, there are some other interests to consider.
OK…so…if I’m reading this right, there is a mutiny going down right in front of us, and the captain is refusing to step down/relinquish her command of the ship. Without making too many references to Captain Bligh or Captain Ahab, there is something commendable about May standing her ground. If there is indeed both internal and external shenanigans transpiring to settle some scores/achieve some gains, and there almost certainly is, May refusing to resign possibly could wind up being the one shining light in this whole mess.
I’m not suggesting that her methods are sound, but neither is jumping ship to save your own skin when there is still plenty of time and there are plenty of buckets available for bailing water. Just because you and your lover are going your separate ways, prolly doesn’t give you carte blanche to treat yourself and/or them like shit.
Ya’ll take care of yourselves and each other over there…k?
What’s that “gaia” shit in the URL? I know that I see “gaia” pop up quite a bit with respect to ascension and spiritual awakening and all that nonsense, but I never really associated it directly with geology. Let’s do some digging around and see if there is any kind of direct and/or implied connection between Gaia and geology.
X: Hold up there pal.
Cade: You are already well aware that I don’t want to do this here and now.
0: That’s likely why you should do it…here, and now.
Cade: I’ve never had someone specifically request a convo. Not sure how this is gonna turn out.
Z: Probably like the rest of them…a confusing bunch of nonsense that no one understands, up to and including the actual participants.
Cade: Speak for yourself. I understand them just fine.
T: You promised to qualify/quantify me in the last discussion.
Cade: I dunno about any promise being made, but I do recall it being mentioned.
T: You “recall it being mentioned” do you?
Cade: I’ve never tried to put you in a box.
X: Trying to maybe make it easier for a reader to understand Thoth’s role?
Cade: Well, not just and only the reader. I myself have been quite lost in these things from the start.
Z: And that first “convo” was a doozie as I recall.
Cade: Indeed it was…lots of back and forth with very little actual dialogue.
Cade: Eventually, it just kinda worked out that way. The thought of you sitting there alone for a long period of time, and nothing to do but sit and think? That’s a disturbing image to carry around with me.
T: You can relate?
Cade: In some ways, but not to your own personal experience.
T: All alone, with nothing but time to think about it.
Cade: Been there, done that.
T: Not out in space you haven’t.
Cade: Oh, you want to talk about that do you.
0: Let me step in here and save your bacon for you. You think that “T” is trying to get you to talk about some of your iterations?
Cade: That’s the feeling I got, but I’m still not sure how to do it.
X: How to talk about the iterations, you mean.
Z: It made sense at the time, but not now, is that what you are trying to say?
Cade: Six singularities, seven reapers, two deaths, 4,948 iterations.
T: Wait, 4,948 iterations in the here and now?
Cade: Kinda, but no. Not active.
Z: All the way through?
Cade: That was the feeling I got.
0: That wasn’t the first feeling you got tho, right?
Cade: Correct. The first interpretation was 4,948 that kinda, “cascaded”, in the here and now based on need.
0: And it got ugly from there?
Cade: VERY ugly. One from every second of every day, all reliving that same second of that same day over and over again.
X: And where are you now?
Cade: 4,948 times, all the way through.
X: From the beginning to the end?
Cade: I still think it’s just an example to help me better relate to what it’s like to ride creation all the way from the start to the end.
A: Lots to see in there.
Cade: Indeed there is.
Z: Especially if you’ve ridden that ride 4,948 times. That’s a long time.
Cade: A very long time.
Z: It’s always the same?
Cade: The best that I can gather is that it’s never the same.
0: Are you sure that you aren’t just being hopeful there?
Cade: That’s a fair assessment, and I’ve certainly thought about it, so perhaps it’s best to say that it’s not always the same. I’m a single observer who is observing from a single perspective.
X: Lots to remember.
Cade: Whew…it’s mind-boggling sometimes.
Cade: Methinks we all need some of that sometimes.
X: And you were “activated” because?
Cade: No clue /me shrugs
Lemme go ahead and do some of that Gaia/geology digging now.
That got me to thinking about light particles/photons being absorbed at higher rates, and that got me to really pondering some of the more finite ways of directing energy. Not to mention that the name itself kinda weirded me out because I’ve been to Vantaa, Finland before. Anyway, I got to thinking about at what point does the absorption of light, actually become the attraction of light and perhaps other particles as well. This got me to thinking about vortices, vacuums, and high/low pressure systems. Seeing as how I’ve been kicking around how some angular vectors of the curved variety maintain their curvature, let’s us do a quick peek and see if anyone else is doing some digging around self-sustaining types of forces.
I guess I’m not the only nutter on the block thinking about wacky and fucked-up shit like this.
^Dirtyphonics – Scorpion^
Speaking of conversation(s), I spent about 2.5 hours on Wednesday having lunch with my mother, and we covered some serious ground. I’m still not sure exactly what was said, but the conversation was stimulating on a lot of levels. Got the feeling that she was concerned for my soul, and there’s nothing wrong with that, but I sometimes get the feeling that others sometimes just poke me with a spiritual stick for no other reason that to see what I’ll do.
What I'll say. How I'll react. How my disposition is affected.
I love talking history and religion and politics and other pretty much meaningless crap, but when you start to shove spirituality into those things, yeah, I get a shade…dodgy…skittish…squeamish…I close down.
You aren’t telling me about your own spirituality, you’re trying to define mine. If you wanna know what I think or how I feel? Ask. Otherwise, I’m likely to just think you are telling me what you’ve found for yourself and how happy that has made you. It makes me happy too. I love it when people get all spiritually charged because they’ve had a breakthrough of some kind, and I really am happy for you.
Me? I think I’ll keep looking. She did appear kinda shocked that I was keeping up with the things I keep up with, and was equally surprised that I’m reading and studying about a lot of the things that I read and study about. Granted, we’re different people in that I personally am equally as comfortable operating in the fringes as I am the mainstream, and she is not.
This is where this one is going to stop. RooBeeDoo informed me earlier today that WordPress appears to have made yet more changes to their editor. I asked if she wanted me to bang out a whatever, and she said that would be good, so here you go. Hope you enjoyed the ride. Love you all bunches.
Ya Rly...I do.
^Maduk & Dennis Pedersen – Miles Apart (ft. Ella Noël & Rino)^
Friday 27th July 2012 saw the Opening Ceremony of the XXX Olympic Games in London, Dear Reader. Nerves were twanging, excitement was high and the heat? Well, that was certainly oppressive.
Would we fuck it up? We’re bound to fuck it up. We are a nation of fuck ups after all…
*Ha! The emergency number ends on “free”, Clicky …/lights up…*
… Or are we? I wonder…
“Greetings, again. And once again, to each and all, whoever cares and dares to listen, and whoever WONDERS if you may have some role to PLAY in the great design of things. The great design of things that can only be revealed to you, accurately and adequately from the Gnostic point of view.”
*Back then I’d never even ‘erd of synchronicity, Clicky… /drags… Let alone the Fallen Goddess Scenario… /plumes smoke…*
*What a fucking entrance! Mrs Reign’s bonded skyfall arrival was a hoot an’ a half!*
After my post LoL posting snooze yesterday afternoon, Dear Reader, I got in contact with my good friend, Cade – he lives in Texas; they’re 6 hours behind. He’s very kindly been keeping me company whilst I convalesce from my unexpected surgery…
*Danny Boyle’s an ardent Remainer? …/flicks ash… I wonder if he finks Brexit will lead to pan-demon-ium, Clicky? …/deep drag…*
*/thinks and smokes… To be fair, Clicky, the Closing Ceremony could ‘ave been directed by Ed Wood…*
*Yes, I did tell him having boils felt kinda ‘skanky’, Clicky… /final drag…*