Missive From ‘Merica: We Kenned… Know How?

Well, hello there, Dear Reader. ‘Tis I, Roobeedoo…

*Hot stuff… /smirks…*

… As you may know, I’ve been taking a backseat recently on writing posts and letting Clicky do the heavy lifting here at the LoL…

*You’ve been fucking stalwart, Clicky… /pats snout… The besterest assistant ever…*

… Butt! Lovely Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text US Devil, has sent through a new missive…

*That’s surprisingly accurate, Clicky…*

… His missives are always full of wonder, and I take great delight in being able to share them with you, Dear Reader. Enjoy!

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STRANGE THINGS ARE AFOOT

SYNCY

SYNCY

SYNCY
AFOOT ARE THINGS STRANGE

So fucking syncy, that something is stinky.

WAY too syncy…to…be…real?

That’s the weird thing about syncs tho.

Real or manufactured, they’re just syncs.

Kinda up to you to figure out the details and meaning(s) and whathaveyou.

All the syncy stuff I’ve been seeing is prolly just my imagination running wild.

I’m sure everything is fine.

Just a bunch of crazy shit lining up for some unknown reason(s).

Nothing to see here…not yet anyway.

Move along citizen.

We’ll keep you posted of any developments.

^Bill Withers – Use Me (Official Audio)^

Had a dream a coupla nights ago where some angels took me to some place. When we got there, they explained to me that this was the place where I would die. Wasn’t really shocked, I wasn’t scared, was more confused. I didn’t recognize the place nor any of the surroundings, and the only thing that was really weird was I’m actually standing in this unknown place where I was supposedly going to die, surrounded by angels, and I was like “OK…um…now what?”

The angels just stood around looking at me, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe I was supposed to just lay down and wait to die. Or maybe start scanning the horizon for some incoming something that was going to kill me. Or maybe the angels are under the impression that I would have some inner intuition about what is about to unfold. I had nothing. I honestly felt completely blank inside. No desire to flee, no desire to fight, not even really a desire to understand. After all, it was the angels who brought me here and told me this is where I would die, so if they know where I’m going to die, shouldn’t they already have all the particulars? Should I query the angels and ask them for instructions?

There was really nothing for me to do but stand there, so that’s what I did…just stood there.

As dreams do, things only got more strange from there as the angels wandered off, and I returned to my job as a mine shaft inspector. Lolz, yes, I guess such a thing exists as I’ve dreamed this bit many times over the last coupla years…I’m inspecting these really huge and deep mine shafts and reporting on any and all problems. Not like the real ones which are usually narrow and cramped, these are more Hollywood style mine shafts that are massive and almost always go straight down. In this instance, I had to climb down several thousand feet of ladder in this massive tube leading down into the Earth in order to check the water levels at the bottom. It would appear that this particular shaft always needed to have a certain amount of water in it, but for some reason the water level was several hundred feet short, and I was quite panicked about that fact. Relayed the information to my superiors, and then my mind wandered off into some more crazy dreaming that I won’t relay here because you’re prolly already bored out of your skull.

The place where the angels took me was high up in some mountains in a remote area where there was no infrastructure at all except for those provided by nature. I didn’t recognize the mountains as they looked like a cross between the Appalachian and Rocky Mountains, but to confuse me even further it was Fall and all of the leaves were turning a yellow and yellow-ish brown that I’d associate with neither the Rockies nor the Appalachian. They took me to an outcropping near an alcove on the side of a rather tall mountain, and I could see down into a valley on my left with a smaller mountain to my far left. I could not see to my right.

Thinking now that this may not be the best information to relay since it appears my blind spot was on my right.

 Lolz...someone might take advantage of such information down the road 😉

Anyway, it was not cold, the temperature was normal-ish, the sun was setting to my left and the entire valley burned with the colors of those yellow and yellowish leaves. There were some scattered rocks near my feet, but it almost appeared as if this small area where I was standing was purposely cleared by someone. It resembled a camp site, but I don’t recall seeing any evidence of a camp fire site, and I recall that in my dream upon seeing the rocks scattered around, my first inclination was to start picking them up and examining them. Maybe something in my psyche knows that I love looking at rocks. Let’s move on since you like do not care if I like looking at rocks.

After reflecting on the dream a bit, I’ve got to thinking about the concept of “being told”. Being directed. Being made aware of things and particularly being made aware of certain specific events. There was an irony raging inside of me during the dream thinking to myself…”Well this is just fucking great. I’m in some place that I’ve never seen before/didn’t even know existed, this is supposedly where I’m going to die, and these angels have brought me straight fucking to it.” Thanks a lot.

Sheesh

This is probably why I did nothing in the dream except stand there and just kinda survey the area. There was nothing else for me to do.

In my own life, I’ll sometimes dream things (whether sleeping or lucid), then I’ll encounter that same place in time somewhere down the road. But in these instances, it’s never just a place, it’s a time. Sometimes the place will be right but the time wrong. Others the time is right but the place wrong. I’ll always get this feeling of “I know this”, and it’s kinda like a deja vu, but not really. I gotta be honest in saying that it feels more like operating in several dimensions at the same time, but doing so from a single dimension in a single place at a single time. Like there’s a convergence of multiple dimensions, but things aren’t lining up exactly like they should. Or perhaps that things aren’t lining up as they previously did. Some change has occurred and the dimensions are no longer operating as they would have and/or did previously.

(if any of that makes any sense)

Some permanence in time and space has been altered.

I know this place in my mind now, so sometime down the road if I encounter it or anything similar in real life, I’ll know it. I’ll have that “holy shit” type of moment, and absolutely nothing will matter regarding any particulars except “I know this”. It won’t matter what is going to happen, nor what was supposed to happen, nor what should have happened, nor what actually happens…what matters is that it is happening-ish, and it happened before-ish. Learning how to step through these moments in time where everything is supposedly all planned out and you know exactly what is supposed to happen, but you ditch all that bullshit and live in the moment irrespective of all that. Deal with it in the moment as if you had no clue what is supposed to happen, because the reality is that you don’t. It will be different. Much will be the same, much will be similar, and some points will be so jarringly identical that it’s tough to keep your wits about you as you move through the moment(s), but many points will be so radically different that you cannot help but dismiss any “greater meaning” and you stand firmly in reality knowing that this is you, being yourself, living in the moment, doing things as you as an individual would do, and no amount of foreseeing or prophecy or fate is going to change that. Be…you. Deal with it as it comes, not as it was predicted.

What I also have been thinking about is the notion of being led. Or even being diverted. Sidetracked. Also the choices that we make and how they lead to certain eventualities. How our lives can change radically based upon certain decisions or events, and whatever was, is no longer. Whatever was going to be, will not be.

Right now, in this world, and at this time, virtually everyone on the planet is being led to make decisions that are going to radically alter their lives. Doesn’t matter which path you choose either. For some it will lead to the grand life the Covid-19 vaccine promises, for others it will lead to calamity. Doesn’t matter whether you do or do not get the nCoV-2019 vaccine either. Both pathways lead to the same places. Some will regret getting the vaccine, others will regret not getting the vaccine. Some will get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives, some will not get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives. The only question is will you or won’t you. Everything beyond that is some vague place out in space and time that you may or may not get to.

^Ghost Dance – Dance with Death (feat. Luz)^

Be yourself. That’s what I get out of these experiences. Be yourself, in the moment, and use the tools that you already have to remain yourself. Don’t put on a show, don’t try and be what you think the Universe wants you to be, don’t try and earn a bunch of brownie points by doing what you think everyone else wants you to do, don’t try and be some idealized version of yourself, don’t try and be some stylized version of yourself…be yourself. Be your actual self. Live in the moment, as yourself. Use the opportunity to be who you really are. Use the opportunity to learn who you really are. Learn what you are made of. Learn what you can be. To know, who you are.

Typically, if you are a male and watching some war movie or some movie where there’s all kinds of fighting and/or conflict, at least one of your pals is going to pipe up and say “OH! IF THAT WOULDA BEEN ME, I WOULDA TOTALLY KICKED THEIR ASS!!!!” or “I WOULDA MARCHED RIGHT UP THAT BEACH AND KILLED THE SHIT OUT OF EVERY ENEMY SOLDIER MYSELF!!!” or some similar nonsense. They have an idealized version of how things should be or how things should be done, and they’ve also convinced themselves that they are capable of actually doing things this way.

Kindof a confusing mindset to take considering that all evidence points to exactly the contrary. Meaning, how is this person getting an idea that they could do things differently and/or better, when everything you are seeing is providing you with evidence that, no, you probably couldn’t. If you are pinned down on a beach with hundreds of enemy soldiers firing at you, you’d likely do exactly what the people on-screen are doing…keeping your fucking head down and stay put.

It occurs to me that people like this have no clue who they are…they only know who they want to be.

Sure eventually you might actually become what you want to be, but then what.

But…who the fuck were you all this time up until now?

^The O’Jays – For The Love of Money (Official Soul Train Video)^

I’m guessing that the “global warming” and/or “climate change” agendas aren’t working out as planned.

Gotta cook up some new ideas to explain why a something is going to happen.

Hey, if human predictive abilities are really that great, then why the hell hasn’t everyone won the lottery by now? Or hit it big on the stock market? Or drained every casino dry? Or seen every single hiccup or disaster coming from miles away?

What’s worst about this new moon thing is that at one point the moon was getting closer, and then suddenly “no it’s not, it’s getting further away”, and then it was the moon’s gravitation is eventually going to effect the tides less and less, and now suddenly this “wobble” in the moon is gonna fuck us royally.

The only thing that I can figure is someone plugged in some new variable into their modeling software, they got some weird results, and decided panic was the best course. I can’t read the article because you have to register to read it, so I guess I too will just have to make shit up.

Q: What the fuck ever happened to cycles?

A: ?d¿e?r¿p?

Science (or at least certain interests) seem so preoccupied with finding some permanent and forever something, they don’t appear to be using cyclical data in their models. Or cyclical models in their models. Or just flat not looking for cyclical patterns. They wanna find something absolute. Which is pretty fucking weird considering that virtually everything we know is…cyclical. I guess maybe some individuals don’t like the fact that apparently the only concrete something is that everything is cyclical. I’m not suggesting that there are scientists who are out there who really would like to see the moon do something funky and it really fuck our planet up…but yeah…there are probably some. I mean, be honest…you like to see a good car crash, right? A trainwreck? A tornado? A flood?

Sure ya do. 

You can watch tragedy from the safety of your own home and sit around feeling all superior about your own life choices.

One thing is certain tho, it doesn’t appear that those in the “green” realms give two shits about how they sell their agenda, as long as they sell it. Which, makes sense. Lotta people have a lot of cash riding on these agendas. They’re shorting. They’ve bet against the house. They’re expecting a big payoff and are going to lose everything if it doesn’t.

Wow…how paradoxical, eh? Betting everything, on the idea that some are gonna lose everything.

^Morgin Madison – Gamma^

The way that “green ideas” are being trashed sucks because there really is some fucking horrible shit being done to our environment, and a lot of really good ideas can come out of conservation movements or even just individuals learning how to be good stewards of our planet on their own, then sharing their findings with others. Color me a conspiracy theorist if you want, but I have to wonder if a lot of these ideas are being shit on, because someone up there in the hierarchy wants them shit on. “Green ideas” are counter to their interests, therefore they are playing along in order to destroy these ideas from the inside. Just a theory I have as to why so many companies are so quick to jump on the green bandwagons, and today you’d be hard pressed to find one that does not tout themselves as being part of it or at least doing something “green”.

Embrace the rebellion.

Embrace the rebellion, in order to destroy it.
It's an old story.
^i_o & Lights – Annihilation (Afterhours Mix)^

How many psychology students do you think there are in the world? Right now, at this moment, across the globe, how many students are there who are studying psychology or psychiatry or anthropology or some social science of some sort that is concerned with humans and/or their behavior. How many hundreds of thousands of people are studying to study people?

Heh...see where this is going yet?

No? Well, maybe think of it like this…how do these students conduct their research, and upon whom are they researching. Can you think of any place that might be available for such students to conduct all manner of tests and testing upon a huge swath of unsuspecting people? Oh sure, there are standards for conducting research, and especially if one is going to submit this work to their teachers and peers or whatever.

There are even ethics to consider.

But with all of the corporations and advertisers and governments and God only knows who else doing all manner of research on individuals via online activities, who’s to say that students cannot more or less slip through the cracks of the system and do all kinds of crazy “research” on others as they blunder around the Internet.

And you thought all those cutesy Twitter tweets and Facebook posts were heartfelt or maybe just innocent fun.

You might be wrong about that.
^No Mana & EDDIE – Fragile Human^

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

Wait...lemme back up.

I was thinking about scruples, and that got me to thinking about individuals who are in positions where they have no other choice but to lead some crazy crusade in order to extract both themselves and others from whatever predicament they find themselves in. Historical precedents where history reflects that so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the medical field, but some pestilence arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Or perhaps so-and-so didn’t really want to go into the agricultural field (hehe…agricultural field), but some famine erupted, and they felt compelled to do something. Or maybe so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the military, but some war arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Necessity dictated behavior. Or at least, some more tangible and easily relatable necessity.

I’ve been listening to some talks by Wes Cecil, and he’s mentioned that the biggest problem facing students today is that none of them seem to know what the hell they want to do. Probably all want to make stacks of cash, but that’s about it, hence they aren’t sure what they need to study in order to achieve this goal of being financially stable and/or wealthy. Which makes sense that they want to make the bucks, because who the hell wants to work some low-paying job and live in some trailer park or in a shitty apartment in a bad part of town? Who wants to struggle to pay bills? Who wants to have a need, but cannot afford it? No one. Hence, you need to take care of yourself, and maybe your family if you desire to have one, and you achieve this by choosing a vocation that can provide lots of money.

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

AH! Now we’re back to where we started…things are so good, that there’s really nothing to do but care for yourself.

At it’s core, not exactly a bad problem to have. If more people focused on taking care of themselves, not nearly as much effort would have to be expended taking care of others. But that’s the rub.

Q: How do people wind up in positions where others are required to look after them?

A: Bad vocational choices might be at least one answer.

So now we come back to making money, and scruples. Can one, make scrupulous decisions with respect to choosing a vocation to learn, when there’s not really anything on the agenda other than making cash so you have a nice home and nice clothes and a nice car and can eat well and good have health insurance and can travel, etc., etc.? Quite self-serving sounding on the surface. But again, if you are self-sufficient, that means you’re contributing via other less obvious ways, and more than that you are not a burden on any systems. In fact you and your ilk are a blessing because you are shouldering the lion’s share of fiscal responsibilities in your society. You aren’t going to win any Nobel Peace Prize for this, no songs are likely to be written about your fantastic exploits, and no stories will be told about you to regale and amaze the masses.

This is not what most people want tho, is it?

They don’t want a Ford Escort, they want an Audi or a Mercedes-Benz or maybe a Lexus or Tesla. They don’t want to live in the burbs, they want to live somewhere upscale, posh and flashy. In order to do this, they might have to evaluate their own personal scruples.

Maybe give them a bend.

I’m sure that there are plenty of school counselors who will be more than happy to lend an assist.

^Pan!ck – Prism (Lyric Video) [Ultra Music]^

Ya know, there’s something about all this “the light” bullshit that should really be sending up some red flags for people, but I get the feeling they miss this entirely. If I say anything “negative” or express some kind of displeasure or if I ever have a frown on my face or anything that is displeasing to these “light workers” because it doesn’t fit their happy and shiny mold? Welp…who else does this. Who else is displeased when I am not bright and chipper and well groomed and have a perma-smile splashed across my face?

Anyone?

Can you think of anyone who behaves in this manner because they are crafting a happy and perfect world, and they want this reflected in their children.

Oops! I think I just gave a spoiler there.

Yeah…parents. Some parents anyway.

They always want you putting forth some shiny and happy looking image so that the whole world knows what a great person you are because your parents are great people and you have a happy and healthy family.

Hey, nothing wrong with looking clean and happy, but there’s definitely something wrong when it’s militaristic. Smile, or else.

Meh…a lot of “starseed” stuff comes across my Twitter feed, and for the most part I like it because it’s inspirational, but I admit I get a bit skeptical when these tweets start ragging on you if you aren’t meeting some standard.

WHY AREN’T YOU SMILING GOD DAMNIT?!?!?!?

WHY AREN’T YOU HAPPY?!?!?!?

Your denigrating me doesn’t help matters, but if you must know, I broke two toes last night, my dog died and my job doesn’t pay me enough to help me get my ailing mother into a care home.

Thanks for hopping on the “kick me” bandwagon.

Appreciate it.
^deadmau5 – Arguru 2k19^

The fact that one can remember they knew something, but cannot recall the specifics about what it was, is interesting something to ponder. How is it that these holes exist, yet whatever once filled them is gone. Now, I personally started off this thought wondering about the possibility of, and any potential mechanics of…the hive mind. Stay with me.

There are some who submit that there is indeed a human hive-mind type thing going on, and that our brains and/or beings are utilized by some unseen web of consciousness which spans the entire planet Earth/Terra. This would mean to me that it is likely that, either consciously or unconsciously, we all of us work together to solve certain problems. Like an array of computers crunching away at problems both actively and passively. Which, if this is so, raises the question…

Q: Can someone grab one of my own ideas?

A: ???

I have an idea, but by the time I make it to the computer to write it down, the idea is gone. I remember that I had an idea, but the space where it sat is void. Is it possible that someone snatched it? Or maybe it’s just a matter that I worked something out, but someone needed it more than I, so this global consciousness array decided to give it to someone else, leaving me with only a hole. We are talking about connected systems, so interrupts and/or prioritization is likely a thing.

All that crazy groupthink nonsense aside, I do have to wonder how it is possible that I can remember that I created a node in my own mind, I can still sense the node, but whatever occupied it is irretrievable. Since most of my “ideas” are usually the result of thinking about a lot of different things, maybe this individual idea has been assimilated in totality into some other/larger concept, and only the node from whence this idea sprang remains. Or, maybe it’s somehow encrypted. It’s still there, I just cannot access it for whatever reason.

/shrug

^George Smeddles – Back To Me (Visualizer) [Ultra Music]^

We want people to like us, yet we seem to do everything in our power to do the very things that will make people not like us. I’ll have to save the details of what I mean for another missive. You can chew on the idea for a bit tho if you want.

Or not.
Have a great weekend.

Go get laid or something.

That’s what I plan on doing.

Go to dinner, get drunk, get laid.

But, only 1 of those 3 things is likely to happen…can you guess which one?

lolz
^Jay Lumen – LondON^

cYacFa

^Snoop Dogg ft. Dr. Dre- Smoke Weed Everyday lyric 420^

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*Very satisfying, Clicky. Can’t wait for the follow up missive…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

CLICK5: The Green Machine

CLICK5: Bellis Perennis Shamble

CLICK5: Only Joshing

CLICK5: Time & Tithe Wait For No Man

CLICK5: Young Bloods & Old Skool

CLICK5: Buying The New World Ordure

Missive From ‘Merica: Tug Of Wore

*No, I am not getting the jab, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… The government can take their bloody jab and their poxy passport and stick ’em up their…*

*Bunch of liars… /flicks ash…*

A very good evening to you, Dear Reader 😀

Cade Fon Apollyon has sent through a sexy, new missive and it is a veritable grab bag of goodies for you to explore. Lots of treats to tickle your fancy and stimulate your noodle. Don’t be shy, dive in and if you get wet…

Enjoy! 😉

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! ! ! R \ AINBOWCAK / E ! ! !

! ! ! RA \ INBOWCA / KE ! ! !

! ! ! RAI \ NBOWC / AKE ! ! !

! ! ! RAIN \ BOW / CAKE ! ! !

! ! ! RAINB \ O / WCAKE ! ! !
! ! ! R A I N B / O \ W C A K E ! ! !
...mmmm...

…cake…

! !
^Rainbow roll cake master made by coloring hundreds of times / korean street food^

Asians are reportedly under attack in North America. Wait…if you are physically located in North America, doesn’t that make you a North American and not an Asian? So basically, North Americans are reportedly under attack in North America.

Hrm…an EroEdge story barely over a month old is…missing?

Elderly Asians Targeted In Spate Of Vicious Bay Area Attacks

for oh for air roar

How in the hell can I keep up to date on this shit if there’s no audit trail?!?!?!!?!??????? ?

Ah…wait…the Valentine’s Day ZeroHedge article is missing, but it appears they may have been leeching off WaPo.

Covid fueled anti-Asian racism. Now elderly Asian Americans are being attacked

Asian AMERICANS. Hrm. So, North Americanian Asiatics are being attacked…by…???

I can't read the article because its behind a paywall.

😦

Must not be that important.

Import...ant.

Hrm.

^various foods popular on the korean market – tteokbokki / korean street food^

X: You have a thing for Korean street food?

Cade: No. I have a thing for learning about my planet.

X: You ever had Korean street food?

Cade: Wouldn’t I actually need to be physically located in Korea in order to have actual honest-to-God Korean street food?

X: …

Cade: Thanks. You’re a huge help.

0: Don’t you think it possible to have Korean street food in Dallas?

Cade: I have no idea. I suppose its kinda possible.

0: If there is a Korean person cooking TexMex on the street in Dallas, is that Korean street food?

Cade: Fucked if I know. Sounds more like TexMex irrespective of the chef or where prepared and purchased.

T: You wanna think this one through before continuing?

Cade: Not really. Anyone can use anything as leverage for forwarding their own purpose(s).

X: Care to explain that one?

Cade: There’s this movie called The Fifth Estate about Julian Assange and WikiLeaks and all that, and “smear tactics” are a rather large theme in the movie.

X: I don’t follow.

Cade: What if Earth is Noah’s Ark.

A: Woah woah woah…hold up there cowboy. What on Earth are you on about?

Cade: I’d like to know which species are alien, and which species are native, and I’d also like to know the measuring stick being used to determine which is which.

0: Are you asking a direct question of us?

Cade: Negative. I want to know which species are alien and which are native and based upon what criteria.

Z: You’re thinking evolution?

Cade: Exactly.

C: And migration.

Cade: Absolutely. They are quasi-one in the same thing.

0: Things.

Cade: Whatever. Point is that I don’t think that genetic mutation is localized to just and only who is fucking who and how that genetic code is being passed through the generations.

X: Fat.

Cade: Correct. Fat and fats. How the dietary changes including fat and fats have affected mutation over the past 400-500 years.

X: You’re thinking forced migration.

Cade: Slavery. Africa, Africans, African-American, what the fuck ever. “Africa” is so goddamn generic that it doesn’t even begin to represent what the term might actually mean.

Z: Time is a factor.

Cade: You can never go home again.

X: I think any reader(s) might be confused as to what you mean by that.

Cade: There are a great many Bikini Islanders who are homesick for their home. They were displaced so that the US could test nuclear weapons, and even tho many of the “original” Bikini Islanders are gone, their offspring are “new” enough to know where they came from and also have a strong longing for where they belong.

X: But African-Americans?

Cade: That’s the rub, ain’t it? If “they” see themselves as belonging somewhere 400 years in the past, welp, that time don’t really exist anymore. The Africa of 1670 is gone. How in the hell does one reconcile such a discrepancy?

X: And you?

Cade: American Mutt. Genetic trainwreck of all kinds of European peoples from north to south and east to west.

0: Any Irish?

Cade: rofl…no, surprisingly.

0: It was a surprise to learn that you have no Irish in your DNA?

Cade: Actually, no. There was a lot of talk of our ancestry when I was younger and there was never mention of Irish.

Z: And what of the “Native American”?

Cade: That subject was always taboo.

X: Why did you choose the year 1670?

Cade: It was a typo. I left it.

X: Any idea what happened in Africa in 1670?

Cade: Not a clue. Lemme search.

X: …

And, here we go…Africa…1670.

1670s In South Africa
Category:1670_in_Africa
Northwest Africa 1670
John Ogilby’s Africa, 1670
Map, Available Online, 1670/1679, Africa, West | Library of Congress

Does anyone recognize a single fucking name or border on that map from 1679? The east/west flows make me think “Tuareg”, and also makes me think of the more or less current delineation between North Africa and Southern Africa, but other than that I don’t recognize a thing.

^Renegade Soundwave – The Phantom (It’s In There) A – 1989^

X: So what other types of “aliens” stuff were you thinking of.

Cade: Welp, all of this “Galactic Federation” nonsense comes to mind. Also the reptilian stuff.

X: I don’t know what either of those mean.

Cade: Join the fucking club. I think much of it just role-playing or some kind of mixture of LARPing and trolling for the sake of generating memes which generates buzz and ultimately revenues for some.

B: Mind games.

Cade: That’s the problem with magic. The magician(s) themselves can be bedazzled by their own magic.

Z: Fall under their own spell.

Cade: I’d think so. And it doesn’t matter whether it’s science or sorcery either. Loads of cautionary type tales of people getting bit by their own designs and creations.

0: Everything from hot rods and helicopters, to Radium and radars.

Cade: Aye.

B: You’re lost.

Cade: Fuckin-a I’m lost. “American” makes sense in theory…

0: But zero sense in practice.

Cade: Aye. There’s no civility within the larger context. Perhaps tolerance sometimes, but the dam is always on the verge of rupture, and anything at all can send it tumbling.

X: What is it you were just thinking just then?

Cade: I was thinking about the inroads that are created to provide safe passage for a select few.

X: Such as?

Cade: Safe transport from a certain country to a certain part of another country and residing within a sheltered segment of that country which actually contains little to no resemblance whatsoever to the country itself.

B: Extensions of the source country.

Cade: Exactly. If I go to Tahiti, I don’t get Tahiti, I get the same shit I can get at home with a few local fare type frills and maybe some palm trees. It’s all an illusion as if I’ve gone somewhere special, and I have, but not really.

X: You think the natives want foreigners wandering into their neighborhoods in order to get a better idea as to what life is really like in Tahiti?

Cade: I doubt it. No one wants foreigners wandering up and down the streets of our neighborhoods here, so I’d imagine they feel the same way over there even tho Tahiti is known as a tourist destination.

B: And what about Brazil? Or maybe Venezuela?

Cade: I can’t even imagine. According to the media, everyone down there thinks that every gringo works for the CIA.

B: But you did work for the CIA, did you not?

Cade: Fucking rofl…I did, you got me there.

B: 😉

Cade: I am most certainly NOT, Agency.

B: They might not care what you think.

Cade: Yeah no shit. I never thought of it like that before. If someone grabbed me thinking that I was snooping in their shiz, hooked me up to a lie detector and asked me if I worked for the CIA, technically, I’d have to say yes. Wouldn’t I?

X: You’ve never taken a lie detector test?

Cade: Never.

X: Are you lying?

Cade: Sitting.

X: …

0: Have you ever taken a lie detector test?

Cade: No.

0: That’s amazing. How have you made it to the age you have without once having ever taken a lie detector test.

Cade: Easy, avoid the types of places that require me to take one.

X: Don’t you currently need a job?

Cade: Yes. But I have a feeling that this new flu shot nonsense is just about gonna seal my fate as far as being employable.

0: You’ve never had a flu shot?

Cade: Not even one. Although I did get vaccinated against pneumonia without my knowledge or consent.

Z: You were in a bad way.

Cade: I was, but I made it.

X: With your weak immune system, you feel it best to let your own body do its own work?

Cade: I got no answers. I’ve gotten all kinds of vaccines in my life. But when the flu shot first came out, and I read about how it worked? It scared the shit out of me. Hence, no, I have not gotten one nor do I plan to.

X: How did we get here?

Cade: My heart hurts, that’s how.

X: Heart hurt, hurts.

Cade: Indeed it does. I seem to have no problems finding enemies on my own, nor do any “enemies” seem to have any difficulty finding me. I don’t need some shit fer brains third-party telling me who my enemies should and should not be.

Z: You sure about that?

Cade: No.

X: Any “safe passages” on the Internet?

Cade: Well that was a subject change and a half.

0: Do you trust them?

Cade: Why should I? Actually, lemme rephrase that…I see no reason to.

X: Any particular reason as to why?

Cade: Why settle for $1 when you can get $2.

T: I’ll need to give that one a think.

0: You’re suggesting that everyone is corrupt?

Cade: No.

0: …

This could go on for hours, but I think it about time to close this one down.

Or at least, close down the public part of the exchange.

^deadmau5 – So There I Was^
Rayce ziz awn tap.

You may be wondering why this is important.

Comparison between U.S. states and sovereign states by GDP

Can you find “Africa” on that list?

Chinatown Stabbing Will Not Be Filed as a Hate Crime

China Virus

‘Pillar of the Community’ Store Owner Fatally Shot in Utah

Aren’t the Chinese credited with inventing gun powder?

^Public Enemy – Hazy Shade Of Criminal^

Medicine has always been sketchy. Its entire existence is predicated upon a need for someone to be ailing in some way in order for physicians to practice their craft. In order for one to benefit, another must suffer. Every time you go to see a doctor, you are a test case, and you agree to be one because you wanna have a chance at being free of whatever is ailing you. You may be so indoctrinated into the authoritarian system(s), that you don’t even realize that you are a test case. You think that medical staff are experts…authorities who know what they are doing 100% of the time. You ignore all the warning signals pointing to the fact that they may be completely lost and/or totally in the dark, ill-prepared, and maybe even incompetent.

‘Flu You Baker’ group intends to file class-action lawsuit over flu shot mandate
MA residents file class-action lawsuit against Gov. Baker for flu shot mandate
Nurse wouldn’t get a flu shot — so North Carolina hospital fired her, lawsuit says
8 NY families file federal suit, fight for vaccine exemptions
CVS Class Action Over Flu Shot Calls Settles For $15M
Judge approves $15M settlement in CVS flu shot robocall class action
Flu Shot Guillain-Barré Syndrome Lawyer & Lawsuit
FluZone Lawsuit
Seattle nurse gave flu shot instead of birth control; now judge has awarded $10M for severely disabled child’s care
VERIFY: Here’s what’s actually in the flu vaccine
The fiasco of the 1976 ‘swine flu affair’
Newsletter: Can employers require workers to get flu shots?
National Vaccine Injury Compensation Program
Vaccine mandates vs. religious beliefs – the legal arguments for the upcoming coronavirus lawsuits
6 latest healthcare industry lawsuits, settlements
CaseText-Flu Shot Search

Precedent(s). Is there one/are there any? If not, some need to be set. If so, they may need to be challenged. YOU…are your own precedent as you are unprecedented in the history of histories. Bet you don’t look at yourself that way tho.

You wanna be part of the club.
^Orbital – Chime (12″ version)^

If you read none of those links above, might wanna at least give that last one a peek. What’s that? You never considered there may be a link between litigation surrounding the regular old flu shot/flu vaccine and all this new COVID19/nCoV-2019 vaccination stuff? Welp, ya might wanna give it a think. Lotta peeps been living in lean times for the past year. They are going to demand a return on their investment(s).

^Daft Punk – Around the world (Official Audio)^

These robo-calls about car warranties? Yeah…those ones that everyone is making memes about? (including me)

Q: Is this “car warranty” bombardment just a test run for the automated nightmare to come regarding your own health?

A: A desensitization process? A subversive connectivity via an unseen continuity via similarities?

You are an autonomous animation with your own autonomic systems and you are surrounded by infrastructures that allow you to run on autopilot much of the time.

A vaccination is kindof a car warranty of sorts.

You are a vehicle.

You can be driven.

You can be taken for a ride.

Someone likely has you on lease in order to get them where they want to be.

You have gas(es).

You have oil(s).

You may have a race…maybe even several…and races and race tracks seem to be on everyone’s mind.

You prolly even have insurance.

You may go to church for certain kinds of maintenance, a hospital or accountant firm for others.

You may even be a car person.

Perhaps even a fan of The Cars.

Might have even heard this song on your car stereo.

^The Cars – Moving In Stereo^

There’s a continuity problem.

Right now …at this very moment …somewhere on the other side of the Universe …there is some scientific group of lifeforms congregating and contemplating how mysterious it is that these distant galaxies they are viewing have long since ceased to exist.

One of those galaxies they are viewing, is ours.

Q: Do we exist?

A: Yeah, I dunno either.

But the big question that I have is regarding this idea that we humans seem to STILL perceive ourselves as being the center of the Universe. Sure, science says we disproved the “Earth is the center of the Universe” thing hundreds of years ago…BUT, we still operate under the premise that we here on Earth are alive, and everyfuckingthing everywhere else is either dead, dying, or is completely lifeless. To me, that says that science still operates under the assumption that we, are the center, of the Universe. Earth/Terra, is the center, of the Universe.

^Kenneth Anger – Rabbit’s Moon / 1950 / 1979 version^

HEY! Did you see that not one, but TWO geoengineering projects appear to be kicking off at the same time? I guess someone has decided to release a bunch of chalk into the atmosphere to simulate a volcanic eruption in order to study the cooling effects, and there’s also a renewed big push to stop bottom trawling so as to stop stirring up/releasing all the CO2 stored in the sediments on the ocean floor.

Now, me personally, I immediately assumed that the second one can only mean that scientists are ready to start dumping their home-brewed CO2 munching algae into the ocean; their algae consumes the CO2, dies, then sinks to the ocean floor, thus reducing CO2 levels in the atmosphere…huzzah. But what it’s really going to do is open up the possibility for deep sea mining. You will no longer have fishing vessels crisscrossing the ocean and tearing shit up on the ocean floor, which means that now other interests can setup more or less permanent mining operations without having to worry about some stray fishing vessel dragging a fishing net across their diggings. Prolly gonna open the door for less conventional types of oil and gas exploration too.

A rush is on to mine the deep seabed, with effects on ocean life that aren’t well understood

Ocean Mining: A Fluidic Electrochemical Route for Lithium Extraction from Seawater

Of course, all of this is coming at the tail end of another geoengineering project…

lockdown(s).
^Sammy Hagar – Heavy Metal (with Taarna and in Stereo)^

This chalk thing really has me scratching my head. You know what tends to follow large/major volcanic eruptions?

 Famine, and pestilence. 

There seems to be a pretty good argument that the Cholera epidemics that swept through the world during almost the entirety of the 1800’s was in fact a global pandemic triggered by the eruption of Tambora in 1815. Just took a while to propagate around the world.

1815 Eruption of Mount Tambora

Cholera: The Forgotten Pandemic

Volcanic Winter

Might be a good way to reduce the population. Also be a good way to keep people under control.

“YE SHALL DO AS THOU ART TOLD, OR WE SHALL BLOT OUT THE SUN AND PUNISH YE AND THINE OFFSPRING FOR 7 YEARS!!!”

Has an almost godlike tone to it. Lots of that “godlike” stuff going on tho. Supposedly, won’t be long until you either get that jab, and take the CO6D ID mark, or you’ll be cut off from the system entirely. Hrmmm…now why does this ring a bell? Seems like a raving lunatic or two talked about this a few thousand years ago.

I could be wrong. 

Anyway, kinda short-sighted of this chalk project to only study the cooling effects. What about the effects on life forms of all kinds when dumping fucktons of allergens into the atmosphere? What about the effects of pressure changes? Modification of of the fluid dynamics of the atmosphere when dumping solids into the atmosphere? Friction? Changes to the magnetosphere? Dampening and/or boosting effects on radio waves and telecommunications? Ever seen what happens to chalk particles when they get wet? Where the fuck is this “chalk” coming from anyway?

Dustless chalk may cause allergy and asthma symptoms in students with milk allergy, study finds

Casein

Prolly not the best of ideas to dump a shitload of chalk into the atmosphere right in the big fucking middle of a global pandemic where the disease in question causes breathing problems.

^Pink Floyd – Julia Dream (1968)^

Ever seen what chalk looks like under an electron microscope? Welp…now you have.

You're welcome.

Gotta wonder now if all this mask “tug of wore” is more related to the potential existence of a massive amount of chalk particles suddenly being in the air rather than some flu.

Which makes me wonder…how effective of a delivery device you think chalk may be? I mean, there are currently four sources of delivery into the body:

  • Ingestion;
  • Inhalation;
  • Injection;
  • Absorption.

Inhalation is usually the nastiest one. Its effective and fast. Legionnaires? Anthrax? COVID? Tuberculosis? VX? Methyl isocyanate?

Airborne Transmission

Survival of Coronaviruses in Water and Wastewater

Chalk outlines in the sky.
^5 Things Unbelievers Will See in Hell (Will Make YOU Cry)^

Get any reflecting done during 2020 AD/CE? We’re now three months in to 2021, and all I hear people talking about is how glad they are that 2020 is gone. I guess maybe some saw some things they didn’t like? Got the beer goggles back on now tho.

Wanna fuck?
^Pogo | Lost (Alice in Wonderland Remix)^

WOAH NELLY!!!

Over the past coupla days, me and Roob have been having some exchanges in the comments section of her blog. Been thinking about this COVIDID thingie, so I set to writing this morning, been writing/thinking for about 2 hours, and Roob just sent me a link to a comment she just made over at UBU. I guess its popping off over there, and it appears to be right along the same lines as what me and Roob have been discussing. I admit I’ve only just skimmed both the post and the comments over at UBU, but camps appear to be forming. Or maybe its that they were always there, I just never saw them before.

/shrug I'm dense.

What occurs to me at this point is the concept of information and its propagation, as well as the integrity of the information. Conflict will change the resonance of data. If the information is being propagated via yelling and screaming, there will be distortion, there will be signal loss, there will be message degradation. I love the everlovin’ shit outta your phat phreaky ass, now fuck off.

^’I FINK U FREEKY’ by DIE ANTWOORD (Official)^

The goal would almost have to be to crush the individual voices. Either assimilate them, or silence them, and it really doesn’t matter which choir you choose to sing with either, so long as you are part of a choir. No solo acts. Solo acts cannot be so easily understood. Either you willingly join the choir of the believers, or you willingly join the choir of the dissenting heretics, lest you be forcibly put into the choir of the silent.

^Vampire Weekend – Unbelievers^

You’ve likely been trained since birth to comply. To submit to authority. Or you may have even been one of those who’ve been trained to exercise authority. Either way, you’ve been trained. Whilst we are on the topic of trains and training, how’s that powertrain warranty on your car/automobile/vehicle?

A Tale Of Two Letters

You ever really question those who molded you?

Or, are you too old and too set in your ways to even try.

Comfy, ain't it?
^Sadistic Mika Band in UK TV show “Old gley whistle test “1975 サディスティック ミカ バンド^

Speaking of choirs, it’s now Monday the 29th, and I just noticed a comment over at the LoL regarding woofers and tweeters. The question wasn’t directed at me but I’ll answer anyway.

Woofers = people you find unattractive.

Tweeters = Those douchebags over at Twitter.

Simple.

You're welcome.
^周華欣 Linda Chow feat. 豪仔 — 【Ugly people song】Official Music Video^

Think of it like this…tweeters create the highs, woofers create the lows, and the two combine to create and entirely different signal altogether. It takes the middle and the crust to make a slice of bread? Highs usually pierce the ears, lows rumble the chest. There are also sometimes mid-range speakers to fill in some of the missing stuff, and there are also sub-woofers which really don’t do much of anything as far as audible sound goes as they create more of a feeling than an actual sound. So yeah, think of it like a choir where you’ve got the highs (tweeter) and lows (woofers) mixing in order to create something else entirely. Its all about vibrating and/or moving the air. Here’s some really irritating high-energy douchebag to explain further if you want to know more.

Pro-Tip: The last two minutes of the video below is an ad. First four minutes are an excuse to advertise.

^Subwoofers, Woofers, and Tweeters as Fast As Possible^

Maybe chew on this video. It takes you all the way from the low lows (sub-woofer), to the lows (woofers) to the mids (mid-range) to the highs (tweeters).

^Signal frequency 20Hz – 20000Hz^

All paths lead to and/or through…

…mutable.

Nothing is fixed. Not here anyway. I can dig someone wanting to be headstrong, resolute and never-changing. Has that juggernaut type of appeal. Immovable object or unstoppable force. But at some point your ass cheeks fit just fine into that bikini. Down the road, maybe not so much. Question is, are you still “cardinal”? How did you get here? Can you adapt to a new bikini? Or will you you modify your body to re-acclimate itself with the old bikini. Moreover, will I still love you regardless? Will you still love yourself?

Can we love eachother?
^Why Bible Accurate Angels Are So Creepy^

cYacFa

^Judas Priest – Solar Angels^

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Eww, Clicky… /stubs butt… Was it the Wiki Wavy Walls?*

*Okay, I’ll find a Song for us to end the post on…*

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