Shadow figure and Red herring.
— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) March 29, 2020
*Aren’t we always? …/tilts head… Until Dear Reader turns up that is…*
Hello, there, Dear Reader, glad you could join us. The Okie Devil, Cade Fon Apollyon, and I have been enjoying a spot of remote viewing this week, totally enthralled by the fantastic, but all too short lived TV space/western, Firefly…
…and its swan song movie, Serenity…
*Well, it is a shambles, Clicky… /wink…*
… Last night’s remote viewing on the other hand was completely different. First up, the third installment of a synchronicity series Cade and I have been following on Youtube…
*33 minutes long… /squints… Hmm…*
… Followed by an incredibly interesting documentary that had appeared in my Youtube ‘Recommended’ section earlier in the evening. Whereas the Hindsight 20/20 video chappie complained of an abundance of information, so much so that he couldn’t possibly show it all, the documentary laid out the history and leading characters in the development of mankind’s perception of ‘Information’…
*Ooh, now that is interesting about time… /stubs butt… it’s not the doc we viewed though, Clicky. Stop messing about…*
*Yeah, you’re right. Apols, Clicky… /pats snout… Now play the fucking video…*
Thanks for stopping by, Dear Reader, and enjoy the rest of your we kenned. It might turn into a long one 😉 Have a Song…
‘In Wuhan, a steel-gray sky hung over the melancholy day of Li’s death. An impromptu memorial of flowers, a black-and-white photograph and singed cigarettes — a stand-in for joss sticks — formed at the entrance of the hospital where he had died.’
*Aye… /streams smokes… asses free…*
late 13c., “gum or other substance producing a sweet smell when burned,” from Old French encens (12c.), from Late Latin incensum “burnt incense,” literally “that which is burnt,” noun use of neuter past participle of Latin incendere “set on fire” (see incendiary). Meaning “smoke or perfume of incense” is from late 14c.
early 15c., encensen “to arouse, inspire,” from Old French incenser, from Latin incensare, frequentative of incendere “set on fire,” figuratively “incite, enrage, rouse” (see incendiary). From mid-15c. as “to provoke, anger.” Literal sense “to heat, make (something) hot” is from c. 1500 in English but is rare.
“to offer incense, perfume with incense, fumigate (something) with incense,” late 13c., encensen, incensen, from incense (n.) or from Old French encenser (11c.), or directly from Medieval Latin incensare.
This week, Dear Reader, I have been incensed. Why? Lots of reasons. I should have known from the start…
*It can lead to some awful decisions taken… /eyes fag packet…*
*Ah, when the Doctor and assistant had at least some chemistry between ’em…/flicks lighter…*
*When a 3 2 1 ray show worked… /lights up… Clicky, be a doll and get me some chainsmokers. I’m in the mood…*
That is all, Dear Reader. Have a Song.
For this past week, Dear Reader, my good buddy, Cade, and I have indulged ourselves in a spot of remote viewing. Three Brad Pitt movies on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and a thoroughly entertaining dose of ‘Dredd’ on Thursday…
… There was also the General Election on Thursday, and we remote viewed the results, as they came in through the night, via Yoot Oob…
‘In last week’s Mail on Sunday, after a month and a half travelling from Bolsover to Canterbury, St Ives to Chingford, Wrexham to County Durham, I predicted that Labour’s vaunted Red Wall was on the brink of collapse. I was wrong.
‘It didn’t collapse. It was smashed into a billion pieces. Atomised by the arrogance, ideological blindness, self-righteousness and viciousness of Jeremy Corbyn and his cultish followers.
‘When first elected in 2015, they inherited a battered but proud and functioning party. By the time The Absolute Boy made his graceless resignation speech in the early hours of Friday morning, all that was left was the political equivalent of the Manson clan.’
*Ha! I loved the credits on that too… /smokes… There’s been no Red Apols! from Labour either, Clicky, for their wankish policies or spiteful attitude toward voters for rejecting them…*
*You’d think! Government needs a strong and credible opposition to keep them straight, Clicky… /flicks ash… A thorn in their side, but this rump Labour lot…*
*/shakes head… I’m not optimistic…*
On Monday evening, we remote viewed Brad Pitt in ‘Seven Years in Tibet’. It was much better than I thought it would be…
… And on Tuesday evening, we partook of Brad Pitt’s new space flick, ‘Ad Astra’. That was more of a curate’s egg of a movie…
*Yeah, there was a definite touché of class about the election result, Clicky… /stubs butt… *
…I can, however, highly recommend ‘Once Upon a Time in Hollywood’ to you, Dear Reader. Cade and I remote viewed that on Wednesday evening and it is possibly the most loving crafted ‘Fuck You!’ movie from Quentin Tarantino yet. Seriously good…
*Nice try, Clicky, but that wasn’t in the movie soundtrack. Go get one that is for us to end this shambles on… /pats snout… Off you pop…*
And that, Dear Reader, was the remote viewing week that was for Cade Fon Apollyon and myself. It was a lot of fun and the Labour party got an immense kick in the butt. Perfecto! 😀
Have a Song… ❤
I’m having a long weekend away from the Tower, Dear Reader. Primarily to write and edit for the upcoming Underdog Anthology X, filled with Christmas tales to both chill and delight. I couldn’t let today pass, however, without shambling some heartfelt Birthday greetings to my good friend, Cade…
*I swear, Clicky… /flicks ash… you’ve fuckin’ got cake on the brain…*
*A big tablet? …/laughs uproariously… Sync!*
… who DMed me on Twitter whilst I was pondering on how to proceed past the first Song in this post…
*A potential oral cure for madness in dogs… /puffs… a legendary tablet created by a god… /chews lips… and an anthology of ‘secrets’ purporting to be a missive… /scratches nose… Seriously, Clicky, what the fuck?*
*Cade’s not wrong, Clicky… /stubs butt… The Rosetta Stone and Thoth’s Tablet do look alike…*
*Seriously, Clicky? Ginny Thwaite posted that video at the exact same time me an’ Cade were remote viewing Big Fish last night? …/reaches for a cigarette…*
*/lights up… Amazing…*
… So, happy birthday Cade Fon Apollyon! Welcome to 52…
Have a Song… and some Cake 😉