Stack The Deck…

*Tell me about it, Clicky… /lights up…*

Apols! for the lack of posting recently, Dear Reader. It’s been a busy couple of weeks writing and editing for the upcoming ‘Underdog Anthology VII: Christmas Lights… And Darks’…

*/drags… Yep, just waiting on final checks by the authors now, Clicky…*

Hopefully the book will be available to purchase before the end of the week. It’s well worth a read as it contains some absolutely cracking short stories. A perfect stocking filler…

*Not like that, Clicky… /blows…*

Perhaps it’s the general mood, but this time round I’ve had a go at writing a ‘dark’ tale for a change… as well giving a beloved Christmas carol a good kicking in the Afterword…

*Oh that’s way too upbeat, Clicky… /flicks ash…*

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

Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah, blah-blah-blah-blah

‘Twas the fault of voting Morlocks

Aargh-argh-argh-argh-argh, argh-argh-argh-argh

Back the PM in her deal

Baa-baa-baa, baa-baa-baa, baa-baa-baa

Troll with fear ’til it seems real

Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-HA!

Apparatchiks brag of d’Accord!

Ooh-la-la-la-la, Ooh-la-la-la

Strikes a deal to keep us shackled

Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja, ja-ja-Jawohl!

Says its one thing, means another

Lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie

Make the plebs embrace Big Brother

Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-HA!

Stack the deck with drones and toadies

Waah-waa-waa-waa-waa, waah-waa-waa-waa

Offer bribes of jobs and trophies

Fnah-ha-ha-ha-ha, Fnah-ha-Woo-ha!

Fingers in ears, deal together

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

We’ll stay EU-bound forever

Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-HA!

Who knows how our milksop politicians will vote next week, Dear Reader. In the meantime… Have a Song 😉

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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… 😀

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Editor!

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!*

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Just when I thought it impossible get any fatter, older and uglier, I get my new driver’s license in the mail.

Old? CHECK!

Fat? ABSOLUT!

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.

European Space Agency
Bank of England
British Aerospace
BAE Systems
Airbus
BP
CERN
Nord Stream
SEAFISH
Maritime Affairs & Fisheries
EU Aquaculture
Aquaculture

Those are just a few of the bubbles that have been, and continue to be created.

no pun intended

^Friction – Commotion (ft. Jem Cooke)^

Imma go ahead and look up some shit on the developments of this week, which I’ve previously avoided, and let’s us see what all this business is about resignations.

Britain’s May vows to see Brexit through despite wave of resignations

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?

^Dan Caplen – Trouble (Calyx & TeeBee Remix)^

Someone mentioned this in conversation this week…

Unconformities

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: Maybe.

T: 🙂

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.

T: Thought.

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.

Cade: Correct.

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: Millions.

Cade: Millions…indeed.

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.

X: Relief?

Cade: Methinks we all need some of that sometimes.

X: And you were “activated” because?

Cade: No clue /me shrugs

CX: …

Lemme go ahead and do some of that Gaia/geology digging now.

^Fox Stevenson – Bruises^

Oh...

Gaia

…there’s my answer right goddamn there. Which, why in the FUCK is Scorpio a water sign?

X: Probably because you piss me off.

T: You make me cry.

0: Water you want from me?

Z: I can’t follow that.

A: I can 😉

Cade: Oh, can, like, watering can?

B: You might wanna bail while you’ve still the option to do so.

C: Come sea me when you are ready.

Cade: Oy vey.

K, so Gaia is land/earth and/or mother earth. I guess I need to know shit like that.

Terra (Mythology)

I’m learning all kinds of neato stuff today.

X: You most likely should know things like that too since you tend refer to “Earth” as “Terra”.

Cade: Good call.

X: Work on it.

Cade: Acknowledged and understood.

X: /rolls eyes

I saw something today about something called…

Vantablack

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.

Self-sustaining processes at all scalesin wall-bounded turbulent shear flows

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.

^Muzzy & Koven & Feint – Worth The Lie [Monstercat Release]^

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)^

cYa | cFa

^Polar Youth ft. Georgie Allen – All Night (Metrik Remix)^

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*It is a bit frustrating, Clicky, butt I’m sure we’ll get used to it…*

We hope you enjoyed this impromptu missive, Dear Reader, and for my take on Brexit, see hear… Have a Song 😉

Brexit Shambles

*/flicks lighter … Hey Clicky… /lights up… Actually there were 2 dead mouses in the trap this morning… /drags… To go with the dead one and the live one caught in the trap yesterday… /streams smoke…*

*Yeah, poor sod. Fancy being trapped all night with the corpse of your mate… /puffs… I let him out into the garden…*

*Sew, Brexit? What in the snafu was that all about this week, Clicky?*

*’This is sovereignty itself on the chopping block’ …/flicks ash… Blimey, Click, strong words… /final drag… Butt what did Jackboots have to say for ‘erself?*

*An’ wot about the eww? …/stubs butt… wot did they say?*

*Yikes! Butt wot we meant to doo ab out it, Clicky?*

*Suppose sew… /lights up…*

6 Years Ago Today: Ring Any Bells? Anyone?

LAST TIME

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.”

John Lamb Lash, ‘Proof of the Charlotte Working: White Goddess Power is Lethal

*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…

Cade and Roob Slumming It 1Cade and Roob Slumming It 2Cade and Roob Slumming It 3

*Danny Boyle’s an ardent Remainer? …/flicks ash… I wonder if he finks Brexit will lead to pan-demon-ium, Clicky? …/deep drag…*

Cade and Roob Slumming It 4Cade and Roob Slumming It 5

*/thinks and smokes… To be fair, Clicky, the Closing Ceremony could ‘ave been directed by Ed Wood…*

Cade and Roob Slumming It 6Cade and Roob Slumming It 7Cade and Roob Slumming It 8Cade and Roob Slumming It 9

*Yes, I did tell him having boils felt kinda ‘skanky’, Clicky… /final drag…*

Cade and Roob Slumming It 10Cade and Roob Slumming It 11

*/stubs butt… What a fabulous movie that is, Clicky! Very yellow… /taps teeth…*

*/squints… Yeah the IOC won’t let that play, Clicky…*

Slumdog Millionaire is indeed a very syncy film, Dear Reader…

slumdog millionaire Ruthven Road

… And I highly recommend it. Hopefully, Cade and I can watch Ed Wood tonight, Dear Reader. I’ll tell you about that tomorrow but until then… Have a Song… 😉

 

MRS REGN: FlexiT Brexit

Not sure if you’d heard, Dear Reader, but the UK government seems to have got it’s self into a bit of a pickle over Brexit

*Aye. Big beast Boris went on Monday, Clicky… /lights up… an’ that bell-end Cunt caught ‘is big job…/drags… dunno how long he’ll ‘ave that for…*

*Oh yes, this is a deep purple post, Clicky… /puffs…*

*/blows… an’ yellow…*

I have availed myself of my banked Flexi-Time and taken this afternoon off from work. I wanted to catch up on some correspondence…

*TNT is from Norn Iron, Clicky… /flicks ash… but yeah, green…*

…And shamble about yesterday evening’s viewing with Cade. We watched the movie 300

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 1Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 2Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 3Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 4

Never was so much owed by so many to so few.

Prime Monster ‘Winnie’ Winston Churchill, 20081940

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 5

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 6Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 7

‘Immortalised in Churchill’s often quoted assertion that never before “”was so much owed by so many to so few””, the top-down narrative of the Battle of Britain has been firmly established in British legend. Britain was saved from German invasion by the gallant band of Fighter Command Pilots in their Spitfires and Hurricanes, and the public owed them their freedom. Richard North’s radical re-evaluation of the Battle of Britain dismantles this mythical retelling of events. Taking a wider perspective than the much-discussed air war, North takes a fresh look at the conflict as a whole to show that the civilian experience, far from being separate and distinct, was integral to the Battle. This recovery of the people’s stolen history demonstrates that Hitler’s aim was not the military conquest of England, and that his unattained target was the hearts and minds of British people.’

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 8

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 9

*/final drag… Purple and yellow UKIP had a wolf, Clicky… /plumes smoke… Shame they dropped the smoker-friendly policy for the last election… /stubs butt…*

Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 10Cade and Roob watch 300 and shoot the shit 11

*/drops jaw… Wot? That Remoaner nob’s the Scottish police fed vice chair? …/whistles…* 

*Shit! Wot’s the time? …/clocks wrist… Fuck! Free Lions are already playing Crow Asia…*

Must dash, Dear Reader… Have a Song…

Missive From ‘Merica: Streaming & Dreaming

I have cold, Dear Reader, and eyes, nose and other bits are streaming…

*/sniffs and splutters… Whatever, Clicky… /hawks and spits… Take the piss… /coughs and pees… Oh fuck!*

The Okie Devil of Text US has kindly sent a missive to cheer me up, and it is presented for you, below. I had fun last night taking photos for a ’12 days of Christmas’ idea he had, the results of which can be seen here

*/smiles… That was weird this morning. The Slogmeister must have been working on that story at the same time Cade was writing his Smiley tutorial yesterday…*

*And a minute after tweeting it out the short story, Old Holborn’s telly recommendation appears in my Twitterfeed! …/blows nose… Fucking weird!*

Anyhoo… Tuck in and enjoy the missive, Dear Reader. I’ll see you at the… at the…

… Bottom.

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Hi.

This mess.

Welcome to it.

Yep…it’s gonna be one.

   A mess.

   But I’ve not wrote it yet.

   How do I know it’s gonna be a mess?

Let’s find out!!!

OH!!! It’s Sunday December 17th of 2017!!!

Everyone ready for Christmas?

Me either :/

Happy early birthday sis.

^High Contrast – Days go by^

Off the top of my head, I can think of at least three things that I want to talk about/write about. Therefore, I personally think that it’s safe to assume that this will…in fact…be a mess. I guess that I could bullet-point the three things that I want to talk about, but I don’t do that.

Snot how I roll.

It’s highly possible, that as I write, I won’t get to a single one of these three things that I am currently thinking of writing about. It’s possible that I’ll get to some, and not others.

Let's me flow.

Rationalize. Irrationalize. Ponder. Even sometimes, if not most of the time, write without thinking. Might this not seem tedious to the reader? Maybe. But I like to think that my writing is more conversational. I used to do the same in my music and poetry, but was never really able to translate that to any of my writing.

1. Think about whatever I am thinking about.

2. Remove the participants.

3. Think of someone that doesn’t exist.

4. Let it fly.

Yep…take a “real life” something, remove the people involved, create someone fictional to project my thoughts upon, turn my feelings loose. Write about nothing in particular, to no one in particular, about something specific. That’s not always the case tho. Much of the time, I try and weave in similar and/or dissimilar stuff when and where it seems to fit. Especially when shit don’t fit at all.

It’s OK to be clever. It’s not OK to be disingenuous.

^The Prototypes – Abyss VIP^

So…that creates a quandary, doesn’t it?

Disingenuous
Disingenuous
Bullshit
Ignorantia juris non excusat
Promulgation
Promulgation (Canon Law)
Willful Blindness
How do we learn? 

To relate, there was a Tweet I saw this morning, which I cannot now find, but it was about the EU/UK fishing regulations. Specifically, that UK fishermen are required to go out at least 10 miles from the UK before fishing, but EU boats were allowed to fish within 3 miles of UK shores.

^Black Sun Empire & Jade – Deadhouse (Mefjus & InsideInfo Remix)^

There were several other “Brexit” related Tweets that also appeared on my Twitter feed for some reason, and they aren’t showing up now. Stay with me. One of these Tweets, and I’m pretty sure it was the fishing one, made the comment to the effect that:

“The EU teaches under the banner of…do it like this, or else.”

Welp…it got me to thinking of the opposite. Who teaches under the banner of “do it like this, or whatever”? EVERYTHING is “do it like this, or else.” And speaking of teaching, if nothing else, I am trying to be more mindful of punctuation with respect to quotation marks. I digress.

^Black Sun Empire & State of Mind – Until The World Ends^

So yeah…

Q: How do we learn?

A: Accountability?

12 years old

(a boy becomes a man)

16 years old

(a teenager can drive)

18 years old

(a teenager is now an adult in some ways, and not so much in others)

21 years old

(a human being can now drink booze and smoke fags and shit like that)

Where are we getting this shit from? IQ tests? Personality tests? Sexuality tests? Seems to be some testing going on.

‘Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.’

Psalm 51:5

‘Because he hath appointed a day, in the which he will judge the world in righteousness by that man whom he hath ordained; whereof he hath given assurance unto all men, in that he hath raised him from the dead.’

Acts 17:31

Pick and choose.

Pick Can Choose.

Pecan Shoes.

Fuckit…I dunno.

/me shrugs
^Andy C & Fiora – Heartbeat Loud (Andy C VIP) (Official Video)^

Now that we’ve covered a bunch of shit that I wasn’t thinking about prior to starting writing, I guess we can get to one of the things I was thinking about prior to starting writing.

I was cruising a certain blog last night, and there was a comment someone had made on a certain article, and this comment was to the effect of “if you could step outside yourself, and see what others see, what would you see?” or “how would you see yourself?” or something like that.

What immediately popped into my head was the removal of self, from self, to see self.

!?!! ó¿ó !!?!

Yeah…weird. Such an act, seemed more a fascination with yourself via how others see yourself. To me anyway, that’s more of a physical thing. Others only know your physical self, and those bits of ourselves that we choose to share. Only you know you. I would phrase the previous as “only you know the real you”…and there is some truth to that, but others can, and do, get to know us just fine sometimes.

That’s your choice as much as anyone that you interact with. But that knowing only covers the spans in time that it does. Yes…people can and do, change. You prolly just weren’t there to see it. So yeah…again…how do we learn? I dunno. Figure it out your own fucking self?

^THE PROTOTYPES – LIGHTS^

There’s a future out there. We are connected to it. But I was thinking last night heavily along the lines of teaching, and how we allow others to learn via more than rod, lash and regulation. I mean, why punch someone in the face to get them to do what you want, when a simple request will suffice?

Is the answer…standardization? If a punch to the face works here, it’s prolly gonna work there. I don’t like being punched nor punching. There’s gotta be a better way.

^[x] – Rx – Stage 2^

I think a lot about how I would teach someone who knows more than I do. Sound ridiculous? Welp, you must lead a charmed life, because I’ve found that I am CONSTANTLY having to teach smart motherfuckers why they are so damn dumb. I think there is a relating aspect that goes along with that thought, so if you apply some thinking to what it is to relate via multiple channels at the same time, maybe my calling smart fucks “dumbasses” will make a little more sense.

EX: Judge Brainiac McPurity has been practicing law for 40 years. Cade F.O.N Apollyon has never practiced law at all, but he does have an interest in it.

Q: What is our first, and only connection?

A: Law?

If me and Judge Brainiac McPurity ever meet, does that imply that it’s only because Cade has broken the law and now stands in front of Judge McPurity?

Really? You sure? 

What if I bump into Judge McPurity while standing in line/on queue at McDonald’s because both of us are having simultaneous Big Mac Attacks? What if, while we both wait to get our McDonald’s on, we just so happen to start chatting? What if that conversation somehow turns to law?

^The Temptations – Law Of The Land^

I mean, I once bumped into a 2-Star Air Force General at the DMV in Virginia. In that instance, we were just two plain-ol’ people…both of us currently at the mercy of the Virginia Department of Motor Vehicles.

There’s always an equality.

You just gotta find it.

Just know, that this equality, is quite fragile.

Handle with care.

Just a friendly suggestion.

^Andy C – Haunting^

Someone just Tweeted this nonsense, so let’s take a voyeuristic peek up the skirt of…whatever this is.

Banning Words In The Trump Administration’s War On Truth

War on Truth. Sounds really fucking srs.

Srsly. Sounds srs.
^Front 242 – Masterhit^

I actually saw this elsewhere with respect to some FCC or other bullshit where there were certain words that were being banned, and that also was relegated to the “Orwellian” realm(s). But I gotta question something here…

Q: Isn’t relegation, acting doing the very same thing you are bitching about others doing?

A: !!!

Relegation. Classification. There’s a nested need to know there. Like my using “bitching” above. Did I used that because the author of the story is a woman? Did I use it because the person that Tweeted the story is also a woman? Does it matter that I caught these distinctions when first using that term in writing the sentence, yet used that parlance anyway?

I don’t see women as bitches nor do I classify a woman complaining as “bitching”. So why did I use that word, even tho I caught it?

Well, I ain’t trying to get laid, and I ain’t trying to not get laid, and I ain’t trying to make friends, nor am I trying to not make friends. I’m just writing. If I spend all my time in the “editorial” area of writing, I should prolly stop writing and become an editor. That’s just my thinking tho. That said, isn’t that what Winston did? In the book “1984” weren’t Winston and his co-workers nothing more than editors with a dash of wordsmithing? Wordsmithing using certain sieves produces certain results. One would certainly think so anyway.

That said, I wonder if sieves can go both ways with respect to channeling? One way narrows, the other…erm…prolly sounds like a horn.

Wordsmith
Merovech
Speech-Language Pathology
Smith
Noted.
^Sub Focus – Turn Back Time (Metrik Remix)^

So last night, I babbled a bit on my own blog about a documentary that I saw earlier in the week. This documentary was a Vice News piece on “Targeted Individuals”, and there were several things that really stood out to me. One of them being, the many things that stood out to me.

Electronic Harassment (Redirected from Targeted Individual)

Parapsychology

I guess in thinking about it now, if we really are nothing more than bags of goop, that are capable of nothing more than a bunch of chemical/electrical impulses…we’re already in deep shit…eh?

^Noisia & Prolix – Asteroids^

That makes me think of this “Archons” group that RooBeeDoo has mentioned to me via her listening to some dude named John Lamb Lash. I’ve only listened to one of his talks, but the one that I listened to was interesting. Anyway, I’ve been pondering “symbiosis” for a while with respect to life, and Roob recently added something to my vocabulary that has given me pause.

Phoresy
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We don’t do well with “gentle”…do we? We can handle the kick, the slap, the punch…but not the gentle. We’ve no fucking clue what to do with it. It’s like…the slap we weren’t expecting. Quite poignant…eh?

Anyway, I’ve been thinking about bacteria, and these “reprogramming” aspects of bacteria that seem so scary and shocking with respect to “a bacteria reprogramming our bodies to do this or that” or “require this or that”. Prolly why viruses come in so handy. They do the same shit, they just do it a shade differently, and we tend to ALWAYS assume that this and these actions via a virus is malevolent.

But we get confused as shit with respect to bacteria. We label some as good, some as bad, yet we somehow need both to survive. It’s confusing as shit to me, because I’ve always been told that too much of a good thing is a bad thing.

Derp.
^Insideinfo & Mefjus – Mythos^

Just thinking, that if certain “DNA Programming” types bother you, and others do not, you might wanna get comfortable with both. It’s always been my understanding that basically, that’s all a virus is. A piece of genetic code, that does nothing but reprogram other codes. I think that we are eventually going to find out different, and that there is something really interesting and frightening to be found within the cores of viruses…but that’s just me.

That said, there sure is a lot of motion going on with all of this programming and reprogramming. I mean…that’s what we are eventually after, right? Time? Isn’t that what we are really chasing via any and all means? How to stop it. How to start it. How to prolong it. How to cease it.

Woah…that last one sounds…scary…eh?
^FRONT 242 – Strobe^

Anyway, that “Archons” bit that Roob recently mentioned to me rang a bell with respect to a book that I once read called “Waiting For The Galactic Bus”, and our talks this week made me think of a book called “Day Of The Cheetah”.

Waiting for the Galactic Bus
Day of the Cheetah

In the first book, the “entities” are “pure energy”. In the second book, the aircraft is mind-controlled via manipulating oneself between a sleep/wake state and the human/computer interface via alpha and beta waves.

Just want to mention, that I am of the opinion “delta” is going to get you nowhere…fast. There are many turns to a screw. Many threads.

Delta Wave

If delta indeed splits…now what?

D + A + B = DAB?

What about the other way?

B + A + D = BAD?

Dabbling in bad?

Meh…that shit can get confusing. We should prolly wait for the experts to figure it all out, then we can just accept what they say as gospel, comply, and apply. As directed, when directed of course.

^The Prototypes – Moscow^

So that there is called “SoPi Zero”.

It’s simply a way for me to get my head around Pi in certain instances, and keep my head from getting wrapped around Pi in other instances. There are some parabolas nested in there, but I’ve not added them yet. Lots’ of curved space and curving spaces. But I guess the biggie is that I see decimals a shade different than most do.

A “part” is still a whole, in and of itself. Many parts, that are wholes, than can and do sometimes assemble to make entirely new wholes. But there is a divisive nature to separations of all kinds, and yet, there is still a nested bond contained within certain divides. Doors that remain open, even tho they appear closed. I mean…that’s what separation is…right? A divide? A span that cannot be bridged. What have we forgotten? Time.

JMO

BTW, the colors are important in that image. Just sayin’.

^Rusko – Somebody To Love (Sigma Remix)^

So that there is called “Cosmic Corridor 03”.

That’s just a way for me to get my head wrapped around a nested method of travel in which both Newtonian and non-Newtonian motion will appear to coexist at some points, and be either one or the other at other points.

If you think of the grey thing as a space ship, and the black think as a planet, the ship is basically entering on a trajectory that should dictate that the ship will enter the planet’s atmosphere.

However, it won't. 

It’s going to appear to stop, hover, and eventually start traveling in ways that make no sense whatsoever. Eventually, it’s going to “rocket-away” at what appears to be ridiculous speeds along an impossible trajectory path. But a straight line is likely going to be surrounded by all kinds of bends, folds, and perhaps even energies that seem to warp and/or are warping. Prolly gonna be a lot of difficulty in determining what is wave, and what is particle. But basically, this is how I see matter as being able to maintain inertia, speed and velocity, all while appearing to lose all of those.

Lots of angles and angling to consider there, but just keep in mind, that 0° is also an angle.

😉
^The Upbeats ft. Tasha Baxter – Alone (Fourward Remix)^

My intension(s)? I didn’t realize that my announcing my own intentions was requisite. Especially if you are simply going to use my response to further doubt whatever it is that I tell you. Thinking like that can certainly put a strain on a relationship. Why someone cannot be comfortable with my discomfort is understandable, but at the same time, it’s kinda confusing. Sometimes even disheartening. I can see the parallels someone might draw with someone becoming comfortable with someone else’s discomfort, but that’s not really what I’m talking about.

Ironic that I need to talk about just that.

I’m uncomfortable with most nomenclatures. I’ve no problem with nomenclatures. Sound contradictory? Welp, if you are male, and someone calls you a sissy or fairy or says you sing like a girl…is that not also contradictory? You can slap virtually any label on any thing…that doesn’t make it applicable. Some ominous warning on a cigarette carton isn’t going to give you cancer, but it certainly may scare the shit out of you.

I need to go.
^Sub Focus – Timewarp^

Welp, I got to two of the three items I was thinking about prior to staring this bullshit. At this point, I can’t even remember what that third thing was. But…it’ll come to me. I gotta go make some soup.

Merry Christmas.

BBL

^Ed Sheeran – Give Me Love [Official Video]^

cYacFa

^Culture Shock – Troglodyte (Original Mix)^

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We hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader…

*Thank you, Clicky… /clears throat… Probably best if I just pack myself off to bed…*

Have a Song 😀

 

Cnuts Like Cox

Enormous chair
CLICKY: The Tyranny of Experts

 

*Whoa! That’s very bright, Clicky… /dons sunglasses… Er, what’s the plaster for?*

 

*’The Snowflake Generation’? Thank you, Clicky! I’ve been wondering how to start this post ever since I mentioned it to Leggy on Friday night…*

 

Roob and Legs DMing
CLICKY: Frank’s ‘Public Cynicism Towards Experts’

Professor Brian Cox (born 3rd March 1968, so Generation X/Nomad – see previous LoL post) has a new TV series starting tonight:

 

Way back to the cave

‘Forces of Nature’ was inspired by a 1611 book, De Nive Sexangula, written by the German astronomist Johannes Kepler, who noticed one winter’s night that although every snowflake falling around him was different, every single one was six-sided. “So he started asking himself why. And he thought that this symmetry must be telling him something about the underlying laws and constituents that make them. It’s genius for someone in 1610 to say that; it’s how a 21st-century physicist would operate. Often, with my TV series, you start with a big question – but that’s a very television way of doing things. Actually, science is about paying attention to tiny things, and that’s how you end up uncovering the fundamental laws of nature.”

I’m pretty sure the EU wasn’t around in 1611, funding Kepler’s discoveries…

*Or indeed Plato in his teaching, Clicky*

I have a different reason to Legs for not liking Professor Cox. It’s a tiny thing really, a bit silly… It’s a Song…

In the 1980s Cox was keyboard player with the rock band Dare.[26] He studied physics at the University of Manchester, where he joined D:Ream,[27] a group that had several hits in the UK charts, including the number one, “Things Can Only Get Better“,[28] later used as a New Labour election anthem.

I dunno… /shrugs… maybe it’s also that toothy grin, easy charm… that utter self-belief…

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*Yeah, him as well, Clicky.*

If, as I’ve wondered, the Fourth (Crisis) Turning was born in 2000 with the dot.com crash, or 2001 with 9/11, then the years leading up to it from 1997 were it’s New Labour

leaving the cave

*/wince… Baby leaves it’s cave, Clicky?*

In the months following Labour’s 1997 election victory, referendums were held in Scotland and Wales regarding devolution.

Oh look, they held referendums. I don’t remember there being a clamor to re-run or ignore the results because some objected to the result… Have a Song 😉