Adventures In Remote Viewing: When Scriblerus Met Dribblerus

Good news, Dear Reader! Double good news in fact, as there is a Missive From ‘Merica in the works from the Okie Devil of Text US, and that will be ready for you tomorrow.

But first, we were excited to hear on Tuesday that the Library of Libraries has been inducted into an online gang of scribblers…

*LoL, Clicky… /rolls eyes… It’s a dream come true…*

… Called Martin Scriblerus…

*/lights up… Loosely based… /drags… on a collaborative group of satirists in the past… /plumes smoke…*

*Exactly, Clicky. Satire’s booming…*

*It’s a sign of the times…*

…You’ll find a permanent link to the Martin Scriblerus site on the sidebar, to your left. It has some excellent bloggers, Dear Reader. Do go take a look…

*You do know that if Dear Reader takes your advice, Clicky… /flicks ash… they might not come back for the rest of the post…*

The other equally surprising and delightful occurrence on Tuesday was the movie Cade and I remote viewed. I came across it quite by accident…

… The only ‘Professor and the Madman’ I’ve heard of before were a couple of wonderful podcasts from my favourite online philosophy lecturer, Wes Cecil…

… But a historical biopic about the labours of birthing the Oxford English Dictionary? With a glorious cast, studded with Oscar winners? Sounds like my kind of movie; why had I never heard of it before?!

*Indeed, Clicky… /drags… Shit happens… /streams smoke… Poor Mel…*

… So Cade and I remote viewed ‘The Professor and the Madman’ and then discussed it afterwards, sparking all sorts of connections as we went…

*Yeah, I had to stop at that point to mop up the tears and blow my nose…*

*Lashy reckons the ancient Gnostics described the Aeon Sophia as a plasma entity… /final drag… Before she turned herself into the Earth that is…*

*Whoa, that U Tuba’s avatar is Spider-man? What’s the name? …/stubs butt… Sounds familiar…*

… So, three LoL recommendations for you today: One – visit Martin Scriblerus and check out the bloggers there; two – ‘The Professor and the Madman’ is an absolute gem of a movie of some fascinating history, and most definitely worth seeking out. Finally, three – come back tomorrow for a brand new missive; Cade has sent a corker 😀

We’ll see you then, Dear Reader. Have a Song…

CLICK5: Seers and Sears

CLICK5: All The World’s A Stage

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Moon Day Meanderings…

*/Flicks lighter… That’s a sync, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… In fact that’s a specific sync telling me get my arse in gear and write a Halloween story for UAXII…*

*An’ I’ll tell you wot else… /flicks ash… ‘Trailblazer’ crops up later in this post…*

Last evening, Dear Reader, Text US Okie Devil Cade Fon Apollyon and I indulged in a spot of remote viewing. I mentioned it to Leggy after…

*/drags… What a year, Clicky… /rolls eyes… it just keeps on giving… /streams smoke…*

*Now that I come to fink of it… /deep drag… Pesto’s reporting precipitated the fall of Northern Rock bank in 2007…*

*/plumes smoke… Pesto joined Twitter in March 2008, so ‘e wouldn’t ‘ave broke the story there. ‘E gets more push back now on the narratives ‘E’s peddlin’…*

*Fuckin’ ‘ell, Clicky! …/grimaces… Why’d you leave the ‘igh pitch bit in at the end? My ears are ringing…*

*/final drag… Seriously, rust on the Moon. Whatever next? …/stubs butt… Hey! Did you spot the ‘Trailblazer’ sync, Clicky?*

‘JPL is also building a new version of M3 for an orbiter called Lunar Trailblazer.’

*True man painter… /smirks… Trumania, Trump Mania. There’s a lot of that about…*

Although very different, both movies are really quite wonderful in their own way. Especially seen one after the other, if you have an interest in Sin-Crow-Mist-Eyes-Is-Sum. ‘The Girl With a Pearl Earring’ is understated but high in tension and simply gorgeous to look at…

*Yep, one of the first fings I saw this morning, Clicky… /lights up…*

… And ‘The Truman Show’ is all about experiencing synchronicity in an artificial world…

*/drags… It can sum times feel like that, Clicky, true…*

*What?! …/coughs out smoke… No, I don’t want to remote view ‘Sophie’s Choice’ next. I’ve seen it; it doesn’t end well…*

*Yes, we’ll keep looking. Sophie woz on a ‘iding to nuffin’ in that flick. Mind you, it woz ‘er own fault for promoting Nazi ideals… /puffs angrily… And choosing not to translate… /clears throat

*Stoned or stoning, one of those…

*Far Right and Far Left? So close in ideology that you couldn’t separate ’em with a fuckin’ cigarette paper…*

*It has been a good afternoon, evening and night, Clicky, it has…*

… Now, if you will excuse me, Dear Reader, I have to go and write a story. But thank you for spending your precious time here with us at the LoL, lolling, so to speak. We all lol down here 😉 Have a Song…

CLICK5: Byte Me!

The Tooth, The Whole Tooth & Nothing But The Tooth…

*So ‘elp me… /rolls eyes… Gawd, Clicky, this could be a long one. ‘Ow should we begin?*

Twitter Feed Sync

*Ah… /flicks lighter… The Twitter Timeline sync during my lunch break today, excellent, starting point, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… Why am I thinking of Ricky Gervais?*

*Yes! Funny man… /flicks ash… No, hold on – weren’t the Nazis a crocodile?*

*That’s an underdog strategy, Clicky… /smirks… Bite ’em in the Balkans…*

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Hello there, Dear Reader 😀

My evenings this past week have been taken up with remote viewing the 26-episode, epic documentary series from 1973, The World At War, with my Text Us chum, Cade Fon Apollyon. I’d only seen the episodes dealing with what happened pre-1939 at school, in 1983. I was studying the ‘Silent World War’ for my History O Level. That’s the one between the First and Second World Wars, but that nobody wants to call a war, although in pretty much every respect, it was…

*Nearly an ‘our an episode, Clicky… /drags… It’s like compressing World War 2 into a single day…*

*Alright, smarty pants, but there’s a lot less detail in 7 minutes…*

*Ha! The emergence of sharks and evolution of teeth at 10:11, and crocodiles appear at 11:05. Not a fucking Nazi to be seen…*

*The Chinese are Communists, knot Nazis, Clicky… /stubs butt…*

*”A band called Socialist Fuzzy Bucket”…Hmm… /thinks… Did the advent of radio turn politics ‘radio-active’, do ya fink? …/deathly silence… Well?*

*Oh ‘ardly, Clicky – the Internet utilizes both effectively…

*Ugh! Possibly too effectively …/yawns stretchily… Time to wrap this shambles up me finks, Clicky…*

*To be honest, you’d be ‘ard-fuckin’-pressed to not see a single country in the world today that isn’t governed by parties, or ‘as opposition parties, all pulled straight out the ‘socialist fuzzy bucket’…*

*/shudders…*

So, if you’re interested in how the previous Fourth Turning Winter/Crisis climaxed in 1945, Dear Reader, then I can thoroughly recommend giving The World At War a viewing.  It’s freely available on YTube, but you have to make the time, and that has always been your purview. Besides, ace thesp Sir Laurence Olivier narrates over its entire nearly 26 hours…

*Yes, we’re done, Clicky…*

Have a great we kenned, Dear Reader, and have a Song 😉

CLICK5: Statues of Limitations

30-Day Song Challenge: Meanings!

LAST TIME

*Good thinking, Clicky. Buggered if I can remember where we got to…*

Apols! for the two day break in this 30 Day Song Challenge, Dear Reader. I did manage to drag my snot-riddled carcass into work at the Tower on Monday morning, but was promptly sent home…

*The chorus is applicable, Clicky, but the song has a different meaning…*

… But, now I’m on the mend and feeling at least half human again, we can finally get on with the post. No suggestion from Poppy Sweet Pea this time, I’m afraid, but Leggy is provided an absolute corker of a song with many meanings…

^The Damned – Curtain call – The Best Version Sound & Video^

… So, let’s crack on, Dear Reader. Enjoy! 😀

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Day 20: songs that have many meanings

Cade’s first song pick…

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This is potentially an interesting topic with a lot of latitude. Let’s us start off with something obvious.

^If You See Kay _ APRIL WINE^

Roob’s first song pick…

Considering the unexpected war-like start to the new year…

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*/lights up… Yeah, the US bagging the Iranian General in Iraq… /drags…  was a bit black swanish, Clicky… /streams smoke…*

… my first pick is a song about a symbol that has different meanings…

*That’s fantastic… /smokes… Whipple the gliding ace should be the name of a swan…*

… To me, it will always mean ‘The Young Ones’ 😀

^MOTÖRHEAD – Ace of Spades on “The Young Ones”^

Cade’s second song pick…

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This one qualifies in a less “tongue-in-cheek” kind of way. I’ve thought of using this song several times during the course of this writing. Anyway, I’ve written about this song in previous writings + the album the song appeared on + the album cover = a young mind wandering to some distant and strange places. I honestly have no idea the scope of the places my mind went went I was 7/8 years old, laying on the floor, and listening to this song through headphones while staring at the album cover.

I get the feeling that you don’t always need drugs to “trip“, and the album ‘A Question Of Balance‘ by The Moody Blues is quite possibly one of the strangest ways to get mind, body, spirit and soul to places far afield. The music is…well, it ain’t really Rock-N-Roll…let’s just put it that way. I wouldn’t consider it Progressive either. At the same time, it’s too heavy for me to consider it either Classical or Folk. It’s like some Frankensteined experimental blending of a lot of different musical styles and elements, all joined together to tell some individual narratives in a single tale. And, it’s some pretty fucking good music.

^The Moody Blues- Question^

Roob’s second song pick…

Until 2014, I had never even heard of this next song. It was completely new to Thoughtful Man also, which was a surprise, as he’s a music buff and a collector of songs. Apparently Beatles fans are still arguing amongst themselves as to its meaning, but to me? It means…

man well know nothing

*I couldn’t have put it better myself, Clicky… /flicks ash…*

^Glass Onion (Remastered 2009)^

Cade’s third song pick…

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Would anyone…choose…to go to hell? Am a bit older now, so what “hell” actually is appears to be not so clearly defined as it was when I was younger. The Greeks appear to have some thoughts on the place, as did the Scandinavians, as do a lot of cultures, so what is this place. Really. What, is, hell? Why, in the hell, would anyone want to go there?

Being textually clever and creative about your own station in life can be dangerous. It may just get you damned. Like say, a rock-n-roll singer and lyricist writing about their experiences within their chosen profession, and writing metaphorically to relate what the experience is actually like. Willingly agreeing to subject your body to all manner of abuses that the job requires. Away from home constantly. On the road, staying in bad motels/hotels, eating crappy food that constantly makes you sick, and everyone wants a piece of you. Loads of investors throwing money at you to do your thing, but they get their money back first, and you get what’s leftover. As this job eats away at you, a black vortex forms on the horizon, it’s pulling you in, and there’s no escaping the inevitable.

This job ...is going... to kill you

It’s almost like, oh…I dunno, working in some place that processes plutonium. Or maybe digging coal or diamonds or copper out of the ground. Maybe you work on and around dangerous machinery. Maybe your job is physically demanding, and you are one single injury away from complete destruction. Maybe you work behind the register in a shop where some idiot can waltz in at any moment with a weapon and take your life over a few bucks. Maybe you work in some building that is loaded with Asbestos, or has lead pipes providing you water, or the walls are covered in lead paint. Maybe you sit on your ass all day in a chair that was not designed for you, at a desk that does not accommodate you, wearing clothing of a type that is not comfortable and/or aesthetically pleasing for you, banging away on a keyboard that was not designed for you, and staring at a radiation emitting device that was not meant to be stared at for long periods of time, all day every day. Any of that might be almost like…choosing, to go, to hell.

^AC/DC – Highway to Hell (Official Video)^

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Comes down to morals and ethics. The “honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay” kinds of bullshit. Clean money Vs dirty money. Honest money acquired by honest means.

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Did you even notice that Roob has had to post this late because she’s laid up sick? I mean, whatever she has must be a doozy because she was sick most all last week and STILL had to take time off this week because the shit appears to be getting worse and worse. What do you think her employer thinks about her having to take time off from work on the tail-end of a week’s vacation? What kinds of stresses does that cause on both her and her place of employment? And why is that? Because scammers and scumbags have taken advantage of sick leave and other types of authorized absences? The employers retaliate by taking advantage of the situation and making authorized absences something that employees utilize at their own peril. Or at least, its that way here in the US. Taking a sick day may as well be volunteering to be put on each and every shit-list your employer may have.

Performance Reviews? FUCKED!
Advancement Opportunities? FUCKED!
Employee loyalty? SUSPECT!
Job dedication? SUSPECT!
Office gossip and rumor? OPEN FOR BUSINESS!
Crap jobs, shit detail(s) and dead-end or impossible projects? THEY’RE ALL YOURS!
Working environment/workplace morale? WE’RE ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL BABY!

There’s always loads of layers to a single something. Lots of angles, lots of interests, lots of players playing in a shitload of games. Guess it just depends on how deep we as individuals are prepared to dive.

^Rush-The Trees (Lyrics)^

Roob’s third song pick…

*”The future of the future, is the present, and this is something people are terrified of”… /stubs butt… What’s he mean by that, Clicky, and what the fuck does it have to do with my third song?*

*The Royal Oak! …/pats snout… Fuck knows how I managed to get in there each week, Clicky – I looked 12!*

The final word to Cade…

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Was cruising YouTube last night, and stumbled across a debate from 1979 where John Cleese and Sarah Palin‘s dad were debating with Bishop of Southwark Mervyn Stockwood and “noted Christian” Malcolm Muggeridge on some show called “Friday Night, Saturday Morning“. In truth, I don’t know if Michael Palin is actually Sarah Palin‘s father, but I guess it’s possible. Anyway, these four and the host were “debating” the movie Monty Python’s Life Of Brian. Here are the four parts to the debate if you wanna viddy for yourself.

All I could think about whilst watching this “debate” was the metaphorical nature of the movie (which I have only recently seen myself for the first time) and also the metaphorical nature of the tales that Jesus wove. Just seems like Jesus/Yeshua or whatever his name was, spent a lot of time trying to get those around them to think. Yes, also to feel, but you don’t spin these metaphorical parables without a desire to get your listeners to think. Inspire them to explore. To relate. And yes, to question. Maybe we sometimes get “the act of questioning” wrong because our ideas on what is/is not respectful become skewed and warped by the safety of the known. The knowledgeable, the wise and the learned “know”, so why discover anything for myself? Just go to the experts, problem solved. Someone tells you “this is the right way, and the only way, so says God” and you are likely going to believe them. I mean…God is on their side, right? Who in their right mind is going to contest God or anyone on God’s side? That must be the right way to go…right?

^Flying High Again^

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Day 21 tomorrow, Dear Reader, and Cade and I will be mulling over songs we like with a person’s name their titles. So until then, have a Song ❤

^Angie Baby – Helen Reddy^

Playing Devil’s Avocado

‘You’ve been actively participating in discovering “meaningful coincidence” for longer than I in some of the realms that we both swim.

‘Q: Do you ever stop and reflect on what you are doing and why?’

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*It’s my own fault, Clicky… /lights up… I did ask… /drags… It was really late… /plumes smoke… Or really early…*

Cade accepts Roobs offer

*Not sure, Clicky… /smokes… should I go for the long or short answer?*

*Fair enough…*

The short answer is ‘Yes’ and as to why, perhaps an example of ‘meaningful coincidence’ may be helpful in this regard, Dear Reader. It happened today, in fact whilst I was writing this post. I’ll describe in bullet point form:

  • I am currently on a long weekend from work, which I booked off back in the summer because the date coincides with the deadline for submissions to Underdog Anthology 9;

  • Thoughtful Man had other ideas and planned on hiring a skip, so that I could spend part of my long weekend clearing the accumulated crap from the garden this weekend;

  • Boo! I was not looking forward to clearing the crap from the garden;

  • Earlier this week Thoughtful had to spend the skip money on emergency reupholstery on back seat of his taxi;

  • Yay! I didn’t have to spend time this weekend removing the crap from the garden;

  • Yesterday a skip appeared on our next door neighbour’s drive;

  • Thoughtful Man comes home from work this afternoon, whilst I am writing this post, and tells me that our next door neighbour had just offered us use of his skip;

  • The garden is cleared and its accumulated crap is now sitting in next door neighbour’s skip.

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*Holy guacamole, Clicky… /flicks ash… A toast?*

*Blimey! Cade knows about my fondness for drummers…*

Dear Reader, have a Song ❤