Hello there, Dear Reader, and happy new year 😀
No doubt, we’ve had a belter of a start to 2021, what with rampant mutant Covid, stricter lockdowns and a spot of argy-barginess in the capital of the old ex-Blighty colony, across The Pond…
*Clicky, 24 hours is a fucking long time in politics these days… /lights up and smokes…*
… However, we can take a moment to harken back to the halcyon days of 2020 with a missive from the Okie Devil of Text US, which was started before Christmas, but only landed on the LoL doormat yesterday…
*So do I, Clicky, so do I…*
Gluten schlaben. Mime namen ist Dr. Spliven DuSchpagh, ant eive ville best skriptenscribbling for Hare Cade todazengrabben. Cade dus unt spracken sea Germaniac. Zoe, I spracken zoe he noe aint gotta spracken the Dirtch, capisce?
GOTCHA! Heh heh heh…just kidding…it’s me…CADE! There is no Dr. Spliven DuSchpagh. Just me being a racist bastard in speaking English with a German accent…in text. Wait…is “German” a race? Or are Germans just more of the same white fuckers who just so happen to speak their own language.
Q: Are Germans a race.
Answers...we need them.
I need to know if I am an anti-Germite.
^Deadmau5 – Soma [played by Deadmau5]^
“Lick” is right in the big middle of “complicated”.
If you never noticed that before, you have now.
^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Things Get Whatever (MosDam remix) HQ^
Fuck love. You fuckers can’t even “like” someone, let alone love them, so give the “love will save the world” bullshit a rest, k? Get back to me when you figure out how to unconditionally like someone, or maybe even understand someone…then maybe we can explore the love angle(s). Until then, yeah, STFU with this love bullshit.
^Benny Benassi – Love Is Gonna Save Us HQ^
That which guides you.
Lets think about it.
That, which guides you, in this life.
Can a certain brand of aftershave or a certain perfume guide your life?
Yeah, I don’t think a certain brand of aftershave or a certain perfume can guide your life either. But just for shits and giggles, let’s us further explore the topic since it would appear that neither of us have anything better to do.
Q: If you don’t smell a certain way, how does this affect your attitude?
A: ? … !!!
More than that, how can certain unpleasant or even pleasant smells alter your schedule. You were gonna catch the 6:20 showing of a movie, but now you gotta take a shower and get freshened up, and the next showing isn’t until 8:40. You need to be in bed by 10:00, but now it’s possible you won’t be in bed until just before midnight. You gotta be up at 6:00am, so that short night’s sleep is gonna effect your whole day tomorrow. All this because of…a smell?
Q: Who says I need to smell a certain way?
Let’s look deeper.
^Boris Brejcha – Sometimes Things Get Complicated^
According to this article, these are the 10 largest cosmetic companies in the world.
Just to be thorough, let’s us check and see if there is a top list, and see if there are any big and/or recognizable names that might be missing from that first list.
Fuck that Top 10 nonsense, let's go Top 50!
Jesus Christ…they only give the top 10. I got to use them as a go-between in order to get to the actual list?
Lotta differences between that first list and the second list. Anyway, here’s why I’m primarily interested in various cosmetics companies of the world.
AH! But hold the phone here…
And of course, there are other opinions to be had…
But after seeing that bit on this grooming gang report, I got to thinking…wait a sec here…
Q: Aren’t cosmetic companies capable of being qualified as “grooming gangs”?
Being understood is not as easy as it sounds.
^Deadmau5 – Soma (For Lack Of A Better Name) (Mark Walter Remix)^
Let’s us just see how rabbit holes may not necessarily be fallen into, but rather…dug with our own hands.
Now…the question is, how do I, describe to you, how I wound up at 12:24 in the morning reading about a man who died in North Carolina back in May of 2020. Further, how do I explain to you why I kept going, step after step, until there were so many “syncy” things that I had to stop digging.
A: I just do.
I strap in, commit myself to telling the tale, and then I take the time tell it.
I don’t whale it.
I don’t flail it.
I don’t sell it.
I tell it.
^Paranormal investigations the fun, danger and stories with Sam Hundley Hauntings.^
You know that party you were invited to? Yeah, the one where you knew absolutely no one who was gonna be at this party? Maybe you kinda sorta knew the person who invited you, but everyone else…nah, you didn’t know a single…fucking…soul. You wrestled and wrangled as to whether you should go or not. What should I wear? Who are these people? What are they like? Do we have anything at all in common? What should I be prepared to talk about? Should I contact the person who invited me and ask if I can drag someone along with me so I don’t feel so isolated and alone? Do I really want to put one of my friends through this same potentially awful experience? Why in the hell am I even doing this?!?!?!??
You had an experience that maybe you didn’t fully understand. Oh sure, at the time, it made perfect sense. Over time tho, those naysayers and disbelievers, and especially those who have not had a similar experience are gonna drag you down. Some of the very people who SHOULD believe you are gonna be skeptical, and they may even be doing so for their own selfish or maybe even nefarious means because they don’t want anyone eclipsing them. You may even start to wonder to yourself if this experience ever even happened, because no one seems to believe you, and as such, you wanna experience it again. You may even wanna drag someone along with you so that you can go “SEE! SEE!!! I TOLD YOU SO!!!” I get it. I really do get it.
Get it? 😉
^Chris Brown & Benny Benassi – Beautiful People^
As I explained in my replies, I see the “DO IT AGAIN!!!” or “DO IT AGAIN, AND I”LL BELIEVE!” modalities of thinking as being dangerous. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen mention of someone wanting to have a subsequent experience, and in fact, it’s quite a common thing in the paranormal realms. Big Foot hunters, Ghost Hunters, Nessie watchers, UFO chasers, you name it. And if you wanna relate these a little better, you could even put people like Robert Koch and Louis Pasteur to Marie Curie, Max Plank and Peter Higgs in similar categories because they too were chasing phantoms. Hell, the Apostle Paul, Daniel, Samuel,Ursula Kemp, Hermes Trismegistus, Nostradamus, Carl Jung, Dr. Ruth Westheimer…all of them chasing phantoms of one sort or another. Common themes there…belief. Repeatable stuff. Gotta have that subsequent something in order to seal the deal.
Just what we need in 2020…an inability to replicate a more or less concrete and solid something.
^Afrojack ft Eva Simons – ‘Take Over Control’ (Extended Mix)^
Anyone else notice that Frozone rode a white horse?
Lemme back up.
First, you will have needed to have seen the movie The Incredibles and/or be familiar with the movie and its characters. In this movie, there is a character named Frozone (Lucius Best), and the character is voiced by Samuel L. Jackson. This morning I got to thinking about “the big fucking deal with skin color”, and it got me to thinking about both representation and symbolism. Started off by me thinking about this little “check mark” that one can obtain on Twitter. “Verified” I think it is called, many people seem to want this little check mark quite badly, but it appears to me that this Twitter Verified nonsense mainly related to influencers, celebrities, famous business folk, and government/official types. The influencers seem to be the lot that are most grasping for this verified status because I guess it will help them turn the ether into gold for them personally.
^Odyssey – Going Back To My Roots^
As I was thinking about this verified nonsense, and people scrambling to receive a mark so that they can be part of the club, a line from the movie The Incredibles popped into my head…
“And when everyone’s super…no one will be.”
If everyone is “verified”, no one will be. What popped into my head next was, “Wait, was Frozone the only person of a non-white color in that film?” Then it occurred to me…
FROZONE…RODE…A WHITE HORSE
Ice. Frozone rode ice. Ice is white.
Sure there are exceptions in the real world, but in the film, pretty sure that Frozone’s ice bridges that he slid around on were all white. Also…Frozone? Fro…Zone? How the fuck did Disney get away with naming a “black” character a name that starts with…
Was it a nod to “Fro Power” maybe? Anyway, I’m getting off track.
Q: Is a “black” entity’s power diminished by riding a white horse?
Maybe there’s no effect at all. Or maybe I’m just being naive?
^Deadmau5 + Kaskade – Move For Me [Extended Mix] (1080p) || HD^
Hold the pickles…hold the lettuce.
Special orders…don’t upset us.
All we ask is that you let us serve it your way.
Have it yourrrrrr way.
Have it your way
Have it yourrrrr way…at Burger King.
You may not be old enough to remember that commercial/jingle. But I have a question for you…
Q: Is the Burger King Corporation liable for damages to me because I have that stupid thing stuck in my head, its been in there for most of my life, and there is no fucking way to get it out?
Seriously…I was not at the age of consent when Burger King started pumping that shit into my head. Was just blissfully unaware. Me being new to the planet and all, I was under the impression that advertising was just part of the world and the people behind all this stuff were good people with good intentions simply letting me know that they had a burger joint and would sell me a burger if I was hungry. I had no idea that they were really trying to worm their way into my head in such a way that they’d be a permanent fixture in my psyche forever and ever. What do I get out of this long term agreement that I did not knowingly nor willingly participate in? Worse still, I can’t talk about it without further infecting others with the same goddamn disease/ailment.
What a weird world, eh?
^Tiësto feat. Tegan and Sara – Feel It In My Bones^
HI! It’s now December 27th. I started this missive on December 14 , but there’s been so much going on that I haven’t had a chance to write any more.
That’s a lie…I ain’t been doing a goddamn thing.
^Satisfaction – Benny Benassi – Isaak Extended Remix^
In a bid for world domination, Nation A attacks Nation B.
Later, Nation A claims that it only attacked Nation B, because Nation B actually attacked Nation A first. Or maybe Nation B was threatening Nation A in such a way as to cause Nation A to defend itself. In essence, Nation A was merely defending itself.
Ever heard this bullshit before?
Yeah? No? What about the “world domination” bit? Ever heard of a group or nation wanting to dominate the world?
I guess one of the better questions you might ask yourself is how you are going to react/respond to a group/nation storming into your hood and taking over. It is going to happen. Might also wanna ask yourself how you wanna deal with this certainty. Might wanna preempt. Just sayin’.
The storm is coming. You can either endure it, or be it.
^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix)^
HEY! It’s now January 7th of 2021! Happy New Year you pack of fucking losers, scumbags, douchebags, etc.!
Let us think about evolution, and mutation. In this instance, we are gonna listen to two different songs by the same dude, and we are gonna add in two remixes of these same songs by two different artists.
- 2 songs by one artist.
- 2 remixes of these two songs, by two different artists.
What I’m wondering is, what is the difference between evolution and mutation.
- Is mutation obvious because a more or less definitive source exists?
- Is evolution obvious because a more or less definitive source does not exist?
^Benny Benassi ft. Gary Go – Cinema (Official Video HD)^
The edge of the Universe is right here. Yes…right here, right now, right in front of you.
Q: Can you reach it?
Doesn’t matter what it is. If you are aware of it, and cannot reach it, its right in front of you.
All this time, you’ve been standing on the edge of nothingness, and didn’t even know it.
^BENNY BENASSI ‘CINEMA’ (SKRILLEX REMIX)^
People have existed on this planet for a very long time. We mingle. We interact. Some of us even get laid occasionally. Yet suddenly, if you don’t avoid everyone else, and if you don’t stay indoors 24/7, we’re all of us …gonna …be …ded.
No one wants to be dead.
Ded si dab!
^Benny Benassi – I Am Not Drunk^
Here’s the last one…a remix of I Am Not Drunk by Bloody Beetroots. We have had two songs by Benny Benassi…Cinema, and I Am Not Drunk; one remix by Skrillex, one remix by Bloody Beetroots.
Q: Where is the evolutionary something, and where is/are the mutation(s)?
May your 2021 be nCoV-2019 free, and I hope all your dreams come true.
Oh wait…before you fuck off, maybe give a little thought to who is pumping what into your head, and why. That shit is there forever afterall. Even if you forget it, there is a void there where the something was, but is now “gone”. So yeah, there is an effect. There are effects. Sight(s), sound(s), smell(s), feel(z)…others are leading you around via a lotta different methods whether you realize it or not. Question is, what are you gonna do about it?
Now…you can feel free to fuck the fuck off.
Have a great weekend.
^Benny Benassi – I Am Not Drunk (The Bloody Beetroot Remix)^
^Benny Benassi – Who’s Your Daddy?^
*Whoa… /stubs butt… ‘Who’s Your Daddy?’ and Lashy’s fresh talk out this afternoon is syncy as fuck, Clicky…*
*Ah, that takes me back… /gazes wistfully…*
*What? Oh, okay, Clicky, you get a Song and I’ll finish up here…*
We hope you enjoyed your time spent with us here at the LoL, Dear Reader. I’m afraid there are no refunds if you didn’t… /shrug… Have a Song 😉
*Doo you, Clicky?*
*Blimey… /lights up… Was that only a year ago?*
Happy Boxing Day, Dear Reader 😀 I’ve been thinking about synchronicity’s use as a language, specifically on the internet. A type of sign language, if you will. A medium for communicating intended and unintended messages via meaningful coincidence…
… The problem comes with the word meaningful – it’s subjective which means it’s personal; what’s meaningful to me, Dear Reader, very well may not, and probably won’t be, meaningful to you. Unless, of course, you could somehow read my mind…
… but even then, it would be tricky…
… Communicating through synchronicity on the internet is more about connecting and sharing ideas via meaningful coincidence…
*That’s kinda rigid, Clicky, and adversarial… /deep drag… It’s much more fluid than that…*
*Whoa, Trump was 94th in 2012? …/snorts smoke… Road kill?*
*Where’s Kim? Oh no… /smirks…*
…Goodness knows there’s all kinds of filters, layers and capacity to consider in the transmission or receiving of thought, knowledge, experience, ideas, meaning…
*/shrugs… The next few weeks are gonna be damned interesting, that’s for sure…*
As always, comments are open below, Dear Reader, should you feel inclined to leave any. Enjoy the rest of the Christmas break and have a Song…
*Wait, wait, wait, Clicky. We forgot to reference Schrödinger… /lights up and smokes…*
At last, here is Part 2 of Cade’s latest missive, Dear Reader…
*Yeah, I know you’ve constrained yourself to 5 fings to click or whatever, butt I’ve been finking…*
*Um, the pen is mightier than the sword… /thinks… Fountain pens have tanks, Clicky…*
… I know you’ve had to wait since Monday for it, so I shan’t keep you waiting. Enjoy! 😀
Dew U C Ceeds?
Do Ewe Sea Ceeds?
Doo You Cease Eads?
Do U CC’ds?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Do You See Seeds?
Do You Sow Seeds?
It’s funny how you sometimes see a something for the first time, and you just…get it. It makes sense. Stumble across the same thing a few years later, and your understanding of this something seems to deepen. All the old stuff is still applicable, but this new stuff you’re now seeing adds some layers to the existing.
^M83 – “Wait” (Official Video)^
FRIDAY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!
I look left…there’s Friday.
I look right…there’s Friday.
I look ahead…there’s Friday.
.yadirF s’ereht…kcab kool I
I look down…
well, if I look down I could prolly see my junk if I lean forward a bit.
I look up…o, hallo! Wut u doin’ up thar?!
X: Question is, what are you doing up there?
Cade: Damn good question.
Cade: I’m “down here” to me, “up there” to you.
0: Are you about to start that “an ascent from one place, is actually a descent into another” crap?
Cade: If you must know, no…I am not.
X: What are you gonna do then?
Cade: Keep going.
X: Keep going…keep going…keep going…
Cade: Wait…why did “T:” just bail on me? They made an observation, then bailed. Now I can’t remember what it is they said.
X: Losing a lot of stuff lately are we?
Cade: Sorta. Question is, will I miss it.
X: Are you asking?
Cade: No. Making an observation.
X: Any plans on how to deal with all this stuff you are losing?
Cade: I’d imagine that I’ll have my chin up and maintain my optimism right up to the very end.
Z: At which point, it all goes wrong.
Cade: It’ll all fall apart.
X: It all comes crashing down.
Cade: Or up, depending on one’s vantage point or perspective.
X: Then what will you do.
Cade: The usual. Shed a few tears, have a few beers, then regroup.
X: How many people on Twitter do you estimate have you muted?
Cade: rofl…prolly many.
Z: People who “follow you”, have you muted?
Cade: It’s possible I guess. I see people talking about it all the time.
0: You see other people on Twitter talking about their followers muting them?
Cade: Yes. It’s kinda the only reason that I even think about the topic. I see tweets quite often where people are wondering aloud as to why no one seems to respond to their tweets, and further wonder if it is because their followers are muting them.
X: Have you reached any conclusions?
Cade: Most of the stuff that I tweet out is likely very non-interesting to most people, and I just figure that my stuff is kinda boring or irrelevant to most. My interactions with others in their tweets likely come off as acerbic, non-supportive, and maybe even hostile or combative.
X: Interactions are tricky.
Cade: You’ve very little space in which to interact with others. Back on point tho, in order to have a somewhat meaningful experience on Twitter, you really have to be mindful of both those whom you follow, as well as those who follow you.
Z: Be aware.
Cade: Yeah. Many people on Twitter seem to measure the quality of their experience primarily upon the number of followers and number of interactions because it adds up to a monetary payment of some kind. Others seem to measure the quality of their experience on the number of huggles and hearts and virtual smooches they get.
X: How did we get here?
Cade: Welp, we started off talking about dimensions and perspectives, and now we’re talking about Twitter and how certain people may see the service. So yeah, we’re kinda still talking about the same crap we started off talking about.
X: Dimensions and perspectives.
Cade: Today’s treasure is tomorrow’s shitbag.
X: Maybe there’s a diamond in the rough in there.
Cade: Certainly possible, if not likely.
What will happen, is the past.
What is happening, is the future.
What did happen, is the now.
^The Nuns – Lazy^
This next song was indexed as “42” in the randomly generated YouTube playlist that I am currently listening to.
Q: Does that “42” mean something?
A: /???\ /?¿?\ /???\
Hey, don’t ask me for answers, I asked you. When it comes to synchronicity, I cannot even begin to tell you what it/they might mean. I can only tell you that they’ve occurred. And hell yes I ponder the living fuck out of them. Have learned (the hard way) tho, that assigning a value and/or some kind of meaning to these things is almost a sure-fire way to wind up disappointed. A pathway to heartbreak. Maybe even destruction or some kind of calamity. As such, I personally don’t spend a lot of time trying to find exacting and specific meaning in these events.
Will good things come?
A: Yes, absolutely.
Will bad things come?
A: Yes, absolutely.
Can you predict which will occur when?
I've notta clue. I figure if I need to know a something, I will, and I'll know it precisely when I need to.
^Blackmill Feat. Veela – Let It Be (Full Version)^
That bit in the previous missive about “slavery” as it relates to “the state” and/or the US Constitution got me to thinking about attachments. Got me to wondering if it is possible to be attached to a something, without necessarily being a slave to this something you find yourself attached to. Surrendering rights and/or freedoms in order to receive a something, and this may be a something you don’t even realize you have. You may not even know that you’re giving a something up in order to get this something you don’t realize you have.
“The things you own, end up owning you.”
Fight Club (Movie)
You may need a something at one point in your life, but then at some point, you don’t need it anymore, so do you get rid of it? Free up some space? Shed some weight? Make yourself more mentally, physically and spiritually more agile? Or do you continue to carry it around with you. After all, you might just need it down the road. Like take for example when a something in your life becomes cliché. Does that mean it’s become a burden, and it may be time to trim some branches off of your own personal tree of wisdom?
“A society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit.”
Is that really a Greek proverb? Like, really, really a Greek proverb? Or is it just some reworked and repackaged something being sold with a recognizable and somewhat reliable brand name.
“A society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit” – an ancient Greek proverb?
Potentially, that saying has been plagiarized, and maybe falsely attributed. The Jews appear to have a claim or two on it, the Chinese appear to have a claim on it and it was then stolen by the Romans/stolen by a Roman, another Roman may have attached it to the Greeks, on and on. Someone planted the seed, the tree grew, the tree continues to provide the fruits of its shade, and everyone on the planet is trying to claim ownershit. Ooops…I mean, ownership.
That was an actual typo. I left it.
^The National – “Sea Of Love”^
Plagiarism has been a hot topic in the “spiritual awakening” community ever since I first arrived in it. Loads of people accusing others of stealing from them, and especially in the more predictive portions of the ascension crowd; as in, those in the astrology types of realms.
- Astrologer A posts their stuff first (chronologically);
- Astrologer B posts their stuff next (chronologically);
- Astrologer A then accuses Astrologer B of stealing their stuff.
(I assume because Astrologer A posted their stuff first)
Lessee…we’re talking about very exact and very precise times, places, things. I’d think that the interpretations, predictions and forecasts would almost have to be at least similar. The foundations of Astrology are set. Certain signs always and forever mean certain things, and the clockworks of the Universe are very precise. Hence, any deviation(s) or any lack of similarities between foretellings would be more indicative of some kind of an issue rather than similarities.
You’re all spinning yarns from the same wheel(s), right? Surely your textiles are going to be very similar. Then I guess it just comes down to marketing your product better, and some of that is going to include Pepsi Challenge kinds of crap where you praise your own product, and damn everyone else’s product(s). Make your own business thrive, skin your competition alive.
^Lord Huron – Time to Run^
Another one of the things that I don’t get about Astrology is that, yes, I am a Scorpio. But ya know what? My parents weren’t. I’m the offspring of a Taurus/Leo matchup. I’m a Scorpio spliced together via a Leo and a Taurus union. Surely that has some kind of affect on the particular flavor of Scorpio that I as an individual am.
…that I as an individual am.
Does that sentence fragment make sense? “I as an individual am” /shrug
Yeah, where was I? Oh yeah, um…
Leo + Taurus = Scorpio.
How does a Leo and Taurus coupling create a plain vanilla Scorpio? Surely there’s some kind of triad type structure going on there. I have qualities of the three, and not just and only the one. Just thinking that I cannot rely upon the single “Scorpio” archetype to guide me in my travels and/or help me understand myself better. BUT! Maybe that’s the point?
Mom’s mom was a Virgo, and mom’s dad was a Libra. Dad’s mom was a Leo, and dad’s dad was a Virgo. That means if I wanna kinda understand myself, I need to understand all of these signs in order to understand how all of that can coalesce into…me. When your horoscopes make absolutely no sense, but you start to take the time to start reading the horoscopes of those who are in your life, and then combine them, maybe your own astrology stuff will start to make more sense.
Kinda thinking tho that the point of any system is to get you hooked on it. Work it until it starts making sense. Once it starts making sense, you can now believe in it. All that is left to do at this point is figure out if this stuff is really real, or if you were simply programmed to believe its real.
^Flying Lotus – Zodiac Shift (Sonnymoon Remix)^
Heh, it’s funny to think about the information one can glean about me just from my mentioning my parents and grandparents birthsigns. Data harvesters. What’s that? You were unaware of how stupid it is to reveal personal information of any kind or form on the Internet? Welp, it is. Gonna be very difficult for data harvesters to do “deep dives” on you if you’re shielded behind an e-personna. Those cute little things you see where they want you to take the first initial of your first name, last initial of your last name, day your were born, and month you were born in order to get your Jedi name or rocker name or whatever? Yeah, they now have your initials of first and last name, and your date of birth sans year. You know, all that “official” stuff that is splattered all over “official” documents and identifies you as being who you say you are.
Be safe…travel well.
^Unknown – High Society Climber (’60s GARAGE PUNK)^
A few years ago, was spending some time kinda bouncing back and forth between where I am now and this other place west of where I am now. Divorce was finally happening, new doors opening, new life on the horizon, new place(s), new people, new times…long story. Anyway, I saw something out there one day that really caught my attention. An advertisement, posted on a bollard outside of the entrance of a grocery store. I asked my compadre to take a picture of the advertisement, she did, but I have no idea where she uploaded the picture to, and she posted the picture on the now defunct Synchromysticism Forums. This means I cannot share the picture with you here and now.
The 2016 California policy to eliminate nonmedical vaccine exemptions and changes in vaccine coverage: An empirical policy analysis
Anyway, sorry I cannot provide the photo in question, but the advertisement was for a 4-in-1 flu vaccination shot, and it was outside of a Brookshire’s grocery store, slipped over one of the bollards outside the entrance. Immediately made me scratch my head. Yes, I understand the difficulty in trying to predict which virus will appear in a given season, and I also understand how frustrating it must be to whip up a batch of vaccines for on strain, yet another appears. Still, seems like a strange approach. Has a carpet bombing kind of feeling to it.
^China’s gateway to Europe – the New Silk Road | DW Documentary^
Can something “force” a mutation?
How long can you chase a something before it either capitulates, or turns and fights? You prolly want it to either capitulate or die, but this thing you are trying to tame may not see things that way. May choose its own path. Yeah…sounds completely nuts, eh? Impossible.
You’ve somehow figured out what could be billions of years of information, what can and cannot be, what is possible and impossible, and you’ve figured all this out in only a few years. Wow…you’re smart. Can I have your autograph?
^Grouplove – Colours^
BTW, the Synchromysticism Forums are still up. Kinda.
Looks like they only have 11 members, and “PearlChan” seems to be pretty much the only person posting there. I assume that’s “Peg” from the whatchacallit forums. Her FundRazr for SMF is still up and open too. Still sitting at $680. Still wonder what all that was about. Seeds? A small group of people spreading seeds?
^Of Monsters And Men – Empire (Official Lyric Video)^
If you are a someone who is just now wandering into this Synchronicity and/or Synchromysticism nonsense, and you’ve somehow found your way here, I can only imagine the path you’ve walked to get to where you now find yourself. Prolly a safe bet tho that you’ve encountered some strange stuff, this strange stuff makes little to no sense, and it’s prolly gotten you to thinking about things you never would have thought about otherwise. Thinking in strange directions, looking at things in different ways, and some of these challenges are likely foundation-shaking types of thoughts about the very things you hold dear. Also very likely that you are encountering a lot of paradoxes, and/or, you are encountering paradoxical types of thinking. Like some invisible force is trying to pry from your grasp the thing(s) to which you clutch for safety:
- God is a man;
- No, God is a woman;
- No, God has no gender;
- No, God, is;
- No, God, “is not” because God does not exist.
You may be scrambling in and through the esoteric realms of everything from spiritualism and the paranormal, to some rather mundane stuff that you’ve previously had no interest in or maybe even no knowledge of. Almost like you are being led by some mysterious hand into some continuing education program, so you can learn about a bunch of stuff that you’ve currently no clue why you’d ever need to know this stuff. And yet, there’s something inside you that is drawing you to it. It’s not at the barrel of a gun or at the end of a pitchfork either. Its more like a gentle nudge from the Universe to “hey, no pressure here, but give this a try” type of situation. Almost like the Universe knows something you don’t, and for some reason, a mysterious force (which likely shouldn’t even exist) is now providing you some guidance and insight as to how you might proceed. You’re shocked. This can’t be happening. Why now? Why me? What in the FUCK is going on here?!?!
A: The only thing more weird about a person asking the Universe for a something this person needs or wants, is getting it.
You prayed that silent prayer. You made a wish on that falling star. You tossed that coin into the fountain. You shook your fist at the heavens. You blew out those birthday cake candles.
Wait…it’s coming true? NOW?!?!? Why now? Why the fuck are my prayers being answered…now?!?
Wait...what in the fuck did I even ask for???
I remember asking for something, but I sure as shit don’t remember asking for this!!!
Seriously, why would you ask for a something via supernatural channels, and then be shocked when this something you asked for arrives via supernatural pathways? Sounds to me like you got exactly what you asked for, precisely from whom you requested it from.
^Deadmau5 – Clockwork (1080p) || HD^
Heh, just as I finished writing/editing that bit, this appeared on my Twitter feed…
Remember that quote from the movie Fight Club that I used earlier? There’s more to it.
“The things you own end up owning you. It’s only after you lose everything that you’re free to do anything.”
Movie = Fight Club
Losing things is bad. Unless of course you have a pocket full of nickels and you suddenly find yourself in deep waters. You’ll drop those nickels like a bad habit, rapidly.
^Bonobo : Linked (Official Audio)^
You’re gonna have to deal with the idea of absurdity sooner or later. Absolutely bonkers and completely ridiculous absurdities are going to surround you like a fog on the Golden Gate Bridge. Absurdity, ridiculousness, and paradox. Just a friendly suggestion that you maybe try and develop your own personal comfort levels with these ideas. 1 + 1 is many times not gonna equal 2. It’s more likely that 1 + 1 = 0.60005000023217. Or 1 + 1 = 368. Or 1 + 1 = Riboflavin. Or 1 + 1 = A Week Ago.
Abstractions where the outcomes are much greater or much less than some “more sane” or some “more fair” type of equilibrium. The most obvious place to look as to why your equations are fucking up?
Today’s crazy, is tomorrow’s sane. Or maybe, today’s imbalance = tomorrow’s equality.
^Parcels – Lightenup | A COLORS SHOW^
We do nothing to affect this planet.
Nothing…we do it…to this planet.
And I mean nothing.
It ain’t there.
You did not see it.
Of course when you do finally see it, you may shit bricks.
^Deadmau5 – Whelk Then^
Drove my poor parents crazy with questions when I was a kid. But my questions were less “where does so-and-so come from?”, and more “where does so-and-so go?”. Where does used motor oil go? Where do old clothes go? Where does that cigarette smoke go? Where does car exhaust go? Where does rainwater go? Where does trash go? I think they hated giving me answers because they knew I’d then ask “well, where does it go then?”
I saw no ends. Still see no ends. See lots of cycles, these cycles contain end-ish types of things, but they all seem to be the beginning of something else. Prolly why it occurred to me sometime back, that if you really want to find the beginning, find the end. If you find the end, you will find the beginning.
^Khruangbin – Time (You and I) (Official Video)^
I wanna go to Hinterland this coming August.
Looks like the 3-day pass is $145, and camping is $45 per-person. And I gotta get there. And since I’ll be in Iowa, I might wanna saunter up to Clear Lake/Mason City to see where the music died.
Guess I best start saving my pennies now, eh?
^Old Crow Medicine Show – Wagon Wheel [Official Music Video]^
Do you know what time it is? That’s right kats and cittens, it’s time for a…
RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! … !! …
Be gentle with me, I’ve not done this in a while.
From today’s featured article…
Alister Murdoch – a senior commander in the Royal Australian Air Force (RAAF). He served as Chief of the Air Staff (CAS) from 1965 to 1969. Joining the Air Force in 1930, Murdoch trained as a seaplane pilot and participated in an Antarctic rescue mission for lost explorers in 1935. During World War II, he commanded No. 221 Squadron RAF in Europe and the Middle East, and later occupied senior positions on the staff of RAAF formations in the South West Pacific. His post-war appointments included Commandant of RAAF College from 1952 to 1953, Air Officer Commanding (AOC) Training Command from 1953 to 1955, Deputy Chief of the Air Staff from 1958 to 1959, and AOC Operational Command from 1962 to 1965.
Aberdeen Creek (Drowning Creek tributary) – is a 12.45 mi (20.04 km) long 3rd order tributary to Drowning Creek (Lumber River), in Moore County, North Carolina.
List of Queensland Lacrosse Premiers – This list is incomplete; you can help by adding missing items with reliable sources. Men’s Premiership Trophy: ? Women’s Premiership Trophy: ?
NOTE: Don’t ask me. This is the first time in the history of Random Wikipedia Attacks that I can recall running across a Wikipedia article that was this much of a trainwreck. – Cade
Alan Wilson (judge) – justice of the Supreme Court of Queensland in the Trial Division. He was appointed to the bench in 2009, after serving as a judge in the District Court since 2001. He was named a Queen’s Council in 1999.
Zip Szold – the fourth president of the Hadassah Women’s Zionist Organization of America, serving from 1928 to 1930.
twlv – a South Korean singer-songwriter and record producer.
Eunidia opima – a species of beetle in the family Cerambycidae. It was described by Holzschuh in 1986.
Oksana Khrul – a Ukrainian para-swimmer, competing in S6, SM6 and SB7 categories. With limited use of her arms, Khrul has won medals in the World Para Swimming Championships, Paralympics, and the IPC European Championships. She set a World record at the 2012 Paralympics, and World and European records at the 2016 Paralympics, all in the 50m butterfly S6 event, and has three times received national honours in her native Ukraine.
Young Lachlan – a schooner that was stolen and wrecked by convicts in 1819. Between 1812 and 1817 as the Henrietta Packet it provided passenger and cargo transport between colonial ports, and was possibly involved in exploration in the present-day Tasmania.
Holly Lodge High School – a secondary school located in Smethwick, West Midlands, England.
Blue Wall Cafe – a former dive bar and current restaurant at the University of Massachusetts Amherst. Opening inside the Murray D. Lincoln Campus Center in the 1970s, the bar made upwards of $600,000 in the late 1970s (over $2,300,000 in 2013 dollars), and went through 1,800 kegs a year. This made it one of the largest beer-consuming establishments in the Northeastern United States. Following the raising of the drinking age to 21 in the United States, the bar experienced a decline in sales, before finally going dry in the 1980s. In the early 2000s, alcohol was again served, although it proved to be unprofitable.
List of Dutch Top 40 number-one singles of 1964 – These hits topped the Dutch Top 40 in 1964.
Three Rivers Athletic Conference (Indiana) – The Three Rivers Athletic Conference was a short-lived conference based in Southern Indiana, not to be confused with the Three Rivers Conference in northern Indiana, which still exists. The five schools that made the conference were very small, far-flung schools that were unable to find a home in closer leagues for various reasons. The league folded in 1989 due to travel concerns, with all the members becoming independent.
Don Julius Caesar d’Austria – the oldest illegitimate son of Holy Roman Emperor Rudolf II and his long-term mistress, Catherina Strada. A schizophrenic, d’Austria died serving a life sentence in prison following his murder of a barber’s daughter in 1608.
Thomas Anson, 2nd Earl of Lichfield – a British politician from the Anson family.
Taferne – an inn in Mandling village, which is part of Schladming, Austria. It is near the Schladming Tauern hiking area and the Ski Amadé winter sports area.
Ever get the feeling you are being piloted somewhere, but at least someone in cockpit appears to have no clue where they are taking you?
^Cymande – Dove^
I’ve been dragging my feet on this one for two days now, so I guess I should go ahead and finish it and send it over to Roob so she can work her magic on it. But I’m really glad that I didn’t send it two nights ago when I promised, because something damn interesting popped up yesterday morning…
Ya know, when the lies and the lying start to go public in a very public kind of way, welp, let’s just say that a lot of that appears to be going around currently. Damn difficult to tell who is full of shit, and who isn’t. Which…hey…have you ever thought of that? Like, humans are all kinda full of shit in that we’re kinda turd transport modules. If you had x-ray vision, and you checked out that hot dude or hot chick internally, there’s likely a turd in there somewhere.
If they’re hooked on painkillers, there might be a whole backlog of poop.
Eeeeewwww. Meh fuckit...they look hot on the outside.
Jupiter, Saturn, and although you can’t see it, Pluto is lurking way out there in the background in the same area. Mars is lurking directly overhead each and every night. Orion is laying on his side each evening. Does all that mean something?
^Khruangbin – Pelota (Official Video)^
Mystery = SOLVED! Next?
Didn’t see that coming /yawn
Mystery = WILL WORK ITSELF OUT NATURALLY! Next? Next? NEXT?!?!!?!?!???
^Black Pumas – Colors (Official Live Session)^
FOE – NET – TICKS
Sure have been seeing a lot of references to both Rabies and Leprosy lately.
‘Big Short’ investor Michael Burry reveals he’s short Tesla, tells Elon Musk to issue more stock at its ‘ridiculous price’
It doesn’t necessarily have to be the biggest, nor the most long-lasting, it just has to get you through. Get you over the hump. Position yourself in such a way as to ride out the storm, all while remaining in operation. Makes sense. Supposedly, that which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. You could exit the bunker fat, happy, and well-positioned.
^Bedroom – We All Need Something (feat. Jade Lawhon) (Official Video)^
There’s one other thing I wanted to write about, but I can’t recall what it was. Oh well, it’ll come back around.
Someone will pick up on it.
Talk to you freaks later.
^deadmau5 – Some Chords^
^Of Monsters And Men – Love Love Love (Official Lyric Video)^
*What, anuvver peace one?!*
*Hmm… /stubs butt…*
Thank you for your company, Dear Reader. We hope you’ll join us at the LoL again soon. Have a Song 😀
*Oh, I dunno…*
Dear Reader, we now have a name and book cover for Underdog Anthology XIII: Coronamas…
… It should be published and available to purchase within the next couple of days. There are some damn fine stories in it; you will not be disappointed…
*That’s called a pomander, Clicky… /lights up and smokes…*
Here, now, is a spanking new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon. It’s the first installment of a two parter. Enjoy! 😀
Lawn Ging Fore Thuh Passed
Lon Geeng For Theep Assed
Lahng Eng Foar Thup Pah Stuh
Long In Four Thee Passed
Longing For The Past
^The Beatles – The Long And Winding Road (Remastered 2009)^
We do it.
No seriously, we do it.
We long for long gone things. We long for long gone times. We long for long gone places. Maybe its when we long for long gone things AND long gone times AND long gone places, all at the same time…history repeats (or, repeats-ish).
What a nightmare. Not only that, but what a waste of energy. You spend all that time fighting tooth and nail to get away from where you are and what you are, only to do a 180° turn, and scramble to become what you were. I guess maybe things didn’t turn out as you’d hoped. You do not like what you have become. What you were is somehow better than what you are, and of the two, you choose…were. I guess you think that “were” will make “are” go away.
If “were” still is, then I think its safe to say that “are” will still exist when you get back to “were”. You can never go home again.
^Massive Fire Breaks Out In NYC Destroying Historic East Village Church | NBC News^
Third Monolith Appears atop Pine Mountain, California after Mystery Objects in Utah and Romania Removed
Pine…long. Kinda funny that the monolith in California didn’t last long. I sometimes have that problem with my own monolith not lasting very long.
Pining a mountain. Pining for a mountain. Sounds challenging. Pining for two mountains? Whew! Sounds exhausting. I love mountains, and love climbing them, but I’m a valleyman too. Ain’t no mountains without the valleys.
^Breaking Bad OST 12/20 – “The Long Walk Alone (Heisenberg’s Theme)” [Dave Porter] [HQ/HD]^
Kinda weird that during the writing of the previous whatever, I was thinking about that pot plant fire in Los Angeles (heh…pot plant fire), the Notre Dame fire, that giant explosion in Beruit, the Oregon fire(s), that passenger plane getting shot down in Iran. Then yesterday, I sat for an hour or so and watched a live stream of various banks (and other stuff) getting torn up and parts of them burned in Paris (France) as I guess some people there are upset about something.
Now this fire in New York City, and it has me to thinking about…reinsurers. During my brief times in working as an underwriter for a general agency/auto insurance, and then later as an underwriter for commercial insurance, I was somewhat baffled by this need that insurance companies have to pay out on claims. Even dodgy claims. Does this keep the outgoing cashflows/payouts within a certain margin? Keep a reasonable percentage of the customers happy? Justify the premiums? Keep the reinsurers happy? All of that?
Whatever the higher-ups methods and formulas are, they aren’t going to tell a lowly underwriter. So what I’m thinking about now, is all these lockdowns here in 2020AD/CE, and how they are affecting the margins for both insurers and reinsurers. SURELY rates have been affected since we don’t have the usual calamity and mayhem working together to create the same aggregate(s). Everything is shut down. There HAS to be changes, right? At home accidents skyrocketing, auto-related accidents through the floor, outdoorsy stuff doing the same. Insurance companies would almost have to be scrambling to figure out how to deal with these changes.
Lets us dig.
(that one there is a real gem...it's from 1997...23 years ago reporting on what 2020 will look like..heh)
(that page says it was last reviewed on 13 Nov 2020, but all the data looks fairly old)
That last link may not work. I found it via a Google search on Oregon wildfires, top result, but I can’t get the page to load. Keep getting an error that says…
The http://www.statesmanjournal.com page isn’t working
http://www.statesmanjournal.com redirected you too many times.
No matter, Google has a “snippet” that pulled this from the article…
Oregon’s 2020 wildfire season brought a new level of destruction. … Severe drought, extreme winds and multiple ignitions fueled the most destructive wildfires in state history. Roughly 1.07 million acres burned during the 2020 season, the second-most on record. The cost to fight the fires was also high — $354 million. Oct 30, 2020
Source = Google 06 Dec 2020
You didn't click on a single one of those links above, did you?
Heh, I don’t blame you. This is my path, not yours. Unless of course it’s our path…in which case, welcome aboard, sailor.
^Tea Dance: 1920s, 30s, 40s Vintage Tea Party (Past Perfect)^
Yesterday, saw George Soros referred to as “Uncle George”, and it got me to thinking about shady practices that keep money people positioned where they are or where they are comfortable. Nobody likes to be uncomfortable, and in order to maintain that comfort level you’ve become accustomed to, you may just have to skin a few sables or mink.
Me, as an underwriter, would sometimes be instructed to accept a premium payment, even tho the insured was only making a payment because A) their policy had lapsed, and B) they’d been involved in an accident during that period of non-coverage. More than that, I was instructed to accept the payment with no lapse in coverage. Meaning, we were willing to accept the claim that was sure to be coming. It could be said that the long-term benefits of doing as much was going to give us a customer for life. The company is being generous, understanding, and helping out someone in need. But then I started to learn more about the insurance processes, reinsurance, and I became a tad more skeptical as to the reason(s) for bending the rules or making exceptions. You bend the rules for this person, but not that one?
Hrm...what is going on here? I must know.
There are intricacies at work here with which I am unfamiliar. Why, would the powers, want elements of chaos in their rigid systems?
/me scratches chin whiskers and thinks.
^Junkie XL – Tennis / Crusher^
If one remains master of the option, one does not become slave to their own creations. You create these rigid systems, whilst reserving the option to change them. That means these rules really do not apply to you. Others? Sure. These rules absolutely apply to others, but you have the option when and when not to apply them. Those whom you delegate your authority to? Yes, they better fucking follow the rules to the letter. Or at least ask when there is a question. All this means that not only do you create the black and white, this also means you control the grey. Now all you have to do is safely navigate all those agreements you’ve made.
Sounds stormy. I'm in.
^The Re-Stoned – Crystals^
What is the feminine for sailor? Is there one?
Sounds like a product. Not that sex isn’t a product.
^The Temptations – I wish it would rain^
Speaking of products, ya know…this “cancel culture” bullshit has me to thinking. All you high and mighty social media powerhouses block the living shit out of people. Someone calls you out? Or says something you don’t like? Or maybe you wish to distance yourself from someone who is currently on the outs because of something they’ve said or done? Maybe even some in your own organization lobby you to close the social media door on a someone because it’ll be good for business?
You unfollow. You mute. You block.
You’re a bandwagon jumper as much as anyone else, a high-powered bandwagon jumper at that, so I really don’t see how you have the right to piss and moan about “cancel culture”. You’re the one setting the fucking trend(s) in the first place by making a big show of distancing yourself from things that hurt your own bottom line. You’re steering the ship, driving the bus and all the while you’re complaining about your own driving.
Thinking about this because two nights ago I made a suggestion for the upcoming Underdog Anthology 13 book name…
Can Sell Culture
I guess I coulda went with “Can’t Sell Culture”, but history has more than aptly demonstrated that, yes, you can sell culture.
You Can Cell A Culture, But You Can’t Sell A Fish
You Can Sell A Culture, But You Can’t Sail A Fish
You Can Sell A Culture, But You Can’t Sail A Sailfish
You Cancel A Culture, But You Can’t Uncancel A Fish
(playing on “you can tune a piano, but you can't tune a fish”)
Trying to stay within the “2020 = A Fucking Nightmare” motif, and thinking about UK fishing rights/EU, the way(s) these new vaccines work with respect to cells, all the throes social media has gone through this year because of lockdown, all the culture wars bullshit, all the trade wars bullshit, we’re told that this year has been a fucking nightmare. But with respect to the book title, I keep thinking that a break from the obvious might be the most shocking and horrifying title one could come up with.
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Fear
“2020/MMXX – The Year Of The Fear” (and the Year Of The Rat) will be ending soon. 2021 is right around the corner. Year Of The Ox. Bulls and bears and wolves…oh my!
❤ XOXO ❤
^Andy Williams – It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year^
John Lamb Lash announced the other day that he will not be doing any more talks. Not for YouTube anyway. No more freebies. No more sample products. No more Gnostic Intel, no more Sophia’s Correction, no more Charlotte Working, no more data on how to navigate these turbid and tempest-tossed waters. The drug has either hooked you and you now need to pony up to get your fix, or join the kebosh or zenosh or whatever in the fuck it is and suffer the consequences of destruction and eternal damnation. Which, that reminds me of something I saw yesterday…
I tried to better simplify his simplification…
I guess I outsimpletoned him…
I’ve heard this argument before. Right vs Privilege, and “taxes are a right”. Meaning, it’s a loopy way of creating a right that demands recompense. We have the right to demand services from our government, which means that paying for this/these service(s) is also a right. The government has a right to demand taxes, and we have a right to pay them because it gives us the right to demand service. You do not have the right to not pay, and they do not have the right to refuse service.
Afterall, we paid, right?
This eventually boils down to the seed of discontent, and an argument to do away with free and open elections, and/or, abolish the party system(s). No telling who is gonna get elected, not telling who they will appoint, and no telling if all of these partisan peeps are gonna give me what I need/want. Even in the professional/more permanent government employees, they are citizens too, they are going to have political affiliations, so its possible that their political views will clash with my own and they will not give me what I need/want. Abolish the parties, and all this polarized and partisan nonsense goes away. No one is left out or punished for their political views, because there are no political views. Just one big happy family living in harmony. Pay your dues, get your booze…simple.
FYI, you need more than one sound to make a harmony. Not to mention that single unwavering frequencies can be damn destructive.
It would appear that there is something built-in/embedded into our Universe that says…I just flat do not want to exist. Or at least, I don’t want to exist for long. Not here, not now, and not like this…I, do not want to exist under these conditions. Hrm…now, where have I heard this tune before?
You belong to the state. You were born into it. Ain’t no escaping it. Unless of course you renounce your current state in order to pledge allegiance to another state. You still belong to the state. A state.
Q: You think it possible that the US Founders saw this coming?
Yeah, this. All this nonsense currently talked about with respect to two Presidents and the country splitting and civil war and all that. Republics don’t have the best of track records. Our forefathers (and mothers) had to know that divisions were going to form at some point and this nation would face endless trials. Question is, did they see it coming, and did they leave us any clues as to how we might proceed? Can we continue to follow your rules, and play your game, your way, and still enjoy a life of our own? Did you protect us with your Constitution? Leave pearly pearls of wisdom in there to guide us? Or did you enslave us, doom us to be fodder for the machine?
Tough questions for sure. Lots to think about.
^#53 Junkie XL – Brothers In Arms (Mad Max Fury Road OST) – Drum Cover^
Perhaps I’m a soppy idealist, but it never really bothered me who was in the White House. They’re an American, and that’s good enough for me irrespective of their politics. The US President is just one of many thousands of politicians in this country, and top to bottom, there ain’t a one of them who could not make my life a living hell if they really wanted to. Some jerkweed on the city council, to a piece of shit state judge, to some dickhead senior senator in the US Congress…lotta power and powers in this country.
Not all of them are elected either. Lots of professionals in the system, and they too can be sand in the engine block if they so choose. Thing is, all these elected folk they’re all sure to be…Americans. Same with the professional folks. They are either citizens, or on their way to being one. They have to have some interest in this country, otherwise, they wouldn’t be here. Could people come to this country, become citizens, and try and work their way into places in order to fuck things up? Of course. Nothing new about that. Moles of all types in all places and foreign influences of all types have been around forever, and it appears they will be around forever, so why not just accept it and deal with it. Let the processes work, and don’t tear down the whole fucking infrastructure just because shit isn’t moving along at a pace that better fits your own personal desires. A little patience might serve you. Afterall, you don’t want someone coming along and picking you up in the morning, then throwing your broken remains into a shallow hole later the same day…do ya?
Nah...I didn't think so.
^Zack Hemsey – “Vengeance”^
So…you’re telling me that the US Postal Service handles somewhere in the neighborhood of half a billion pieces of mail each and every day, and yet once every four years we somehow cannot count about 150 million ballots for a single checkmark?
Something doesn't add up here.
There have to be literally thousands of people running for various offices all over the country, and yet you cannot zero in on a single checkmark in a single column for a single race that is the only goddamn nationwide race in the whole fucking country?
Something doesn't add up here.
Most states are likely to only have two candidates on the ballot who are running for US President, so you are telling me that you have a 50/50 shot at getting it right, and you still cannot fucking get it right?
Something doesn't add up here.
BTW, how in the FUCK did a single company get a majority nationwide franchise (30 states I read) on providing voting machines?
Something doesn't add up here.
Are you really telling me that each and every state doesn’t have at least one fucking state-based service provider who could provide that state with voting machines?
Something doesn't add up here.
What’s the matter? You don’t trust the states and their people to do the right thing? Worried about franchising? Can’t you rotate the shit? Are the big companies too worried about getting dealt a small state?
Something doesn't add up here.
And what the fuck is this nonsense about voting data being sent out of the country then coming back in? Why in the bloody hell would voting data ever need to leave the country, its states, or its territories?
Something doesn't add up here.
^Vision Is A Lonely Word^
Gonna leave this space more or less blank because I need to run have a quick fap.
^Enjoy The Silence by KI Theory (Ghost In The Shell Trailer Music)^
Oh yeah, I feel much better. How about you?
So very naughty. So very, very naughty.
A prank like that might gain you a sock to the jaw, but it just may be worth it…lolz…the song that just came up in my playlist is called…Windwalker.
^Mord Fustang – Windwaker [Electro House | Plasmapool]^
I’ve watched more politics in the past 1 or 2 months than in the previous 10 – 15 years.
Nothing appears to have changed.
^Washington Post – Georgia Republicans lambast Trump for election fraud claims^
I now have three friends on Facebook.
Ironically, it’s the same three friends I have on Twitter.
I am popularity.
^White Lines – Tom holkenborg – Infinity (M F Remix)^
Have made a decision to rip the rest of this post out, and put it in the next one. That way, I’m not sending a 15+ page post to Roob, and she doesn’t have a seizure when she sees it. Nor will she be as likely to develop PTSD after having to edit/format it.
That ok with you/ya'll?
Cool…THX…you’re very sweet. Oh, and the colors theme, will continue.
Assuming you even noticed.
^I Wish it Would Rain Down ( with Lyrics ) – Phil Collins^
^Psychedelic Indian Fusion: Tikki Masala – Euphoriant^
*Indeed, that very idea was mooted at this morning’s team meeting, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
… We’ll be back later this week, Dear Reader, with Part 2 of Cade’s Missive, and a link for Underdog Anthology XIII: Coronamas. Until then, have a Song…
Happy Friday, Dear Reader 😀
Hot on the heels of yesterday’s missive, we have another from the Okie Devil of Text US…
*Yeah, and it has some wavy wikiwall pools for you to explore, Clicky…*
It’s Thursday December 3rd of 2020, and…fuck! Can you give me a sec? I promise I’m not ignoring you, just receiving a call, and I really need to take this. Mind if I put you on hold for a sec? Thanks. ❤
X: You’re about to open a can of worms.
Cade: I know.
T: You really think that’s prudent?
Cade: Prudence is a strange topic when you’re in the big middle of a shit-storm.
A: How so?
Cade: It occurs to me that, during extraordinary times, “prudence” would be measured in seconds, or maybe minutes.
X: Not days, weeks, months, years, etc..
Cade: Correct. If you’re in a trench in 1916, each and every thing that you do, whether prudent or imprudent, is gonna vastly affect your continued ability to measure and mark time.
X: Living one second to the next.
Cade: Yes. Do I raise my head up, have a peek, and hope no one puts a bullet in it? Or do I keep my head down and wait for a more opportune time.
0: You ever wonder what “an opportune time” would be in those circumstances?
Cade: Welp, I would think in that situation, one would either have to rely upon one’s own gut feelings as to how best to proceed, or maybe the instincts of a commander who is putting a boot in your butt irrespective of your own internal inclinations.
X: In one set of circumstances you have a choice, and in another, the choice is not yours to make.
Cade: Yes. Just thinking that “prudence” can get lost in situations where the consequences are much more immediate and dire.
Z: Almost opens one’s self to being a scapegoat.
Cade: Or at least a tool or some kind of leverage for another purpose.
X: Care to elaborate?
Cade: Well, just thinking that one could make a thousand “good” decisions…
Z: But it’s the one bad decision that you’ll be remembered for.
Cade: Yes. You’ve been on the line and hugging that berm for ages, peeked over the edge a thousand times, but the one time you look and your brains get dislodged from your cranium?
X: You did a bad thing.
Cade: That’s what I’m thinking. Your “prudence” is suddenly measured by that one event, and not the multiple events that allowed you to arrive there in the first place.
X: And how does this relate to your thoughts on the concept of prayer in the presence of a deity?
Cade: Or deities.
0: We get the point, get on with it already.
Cade: Just occurs to me that “prayer” is an odd concept to entertain when one is in the presence of one or more deities. Seems…oddly self-serving. Fucking hell, I dunno, just a weird thought I’ve danced with for a while.
Z: Can you elaborate a bit? Even I’m lost.
Cade: Let’s say one is given an audience with God and their merry pack of miscreants and hooligans. You’re standing around chatting about the weather and fashion trends, and suddenly, it occurs to you that you have a friend back home who is sick.
X: Your first impulse is to…pray, for that someone?
Cade: Yes. I’m just that dense.
X: Standing in the presence of The Creator & Co., and you have the desire to pray for someone else because you thought of them. Interesting.
T: You think maybe instead of praying, you could…I dunno, ask?
Cade: That’s not as straightforward as it seems.
0: It isn’t?
Cade: Hell no it isn’t. I’m a human being. Being in the presence of all the Universal big-wigs doesn’t mean that I abandon who and what I am. Also doesn’t give me license to clear my own personal wish-list just because I have their ear.
Cade: I was gonna say that.
Cade: That’s…yes…I’m thinking of that.
Cade: But I’m also thinking of the fact that “prayer” in this instance could be construed as me trying to secretly communicate a something to the Almighty, even tho I’m in their presence and the fucker is right in front of me.
0: Wait. Wait, wait, wait…wait just a second here. Prayer, whilst in the presence of God, is secret communication?
Cade: Way to put words into my mouth.
X: I think they are just trying to understand.
Cade: That makes two of us.
B: May I interject?
Cade: By all means.
B: You are saying that, just because “God” can hear your prayers, the others cannot?
Cade: I have no idea if that is the case or not. But I have thought that this may be the case, yes.
B: So you are concerned about having a side-conversation on the sly, with God, whilst you are in the presence of not only God, but also all these other higher-ups.
Cade: Correct. But I also don’t want to sperg and verbalize just because a thought popped into my head, and now might be an opportune time to bring up the subject considering where I am.
B: Because you are in the presence of the gods.
Cade: One would figure at least one of the fuckers might be able to do something about it.
B: And if they don’t?
Cade: That’s the rub isn’t it. Since when is any god or deity or some other ethereal entity mine to command?
X: Sounds like a prudent course.
Cade: When I was younger, sure, “the gods” are my own personal ATM machine from which to dispense funds whenever I demand it.
Z: Do you even have an account at that bank?
Cade: Good fucking question. I have no answer for you tho. Christianity sure seems to think that you have to be a member of the guild before blessings will be dispensed.
0: And if you aren’t a member of the guild?
Cade: Luckily, there are two. You get defaulted into the shit-show, and you have to make a conscious effort to join the winning team.
X: You join a team, simply because they are the winning team?
Cade: That’s what it says in The Book. The game is rigged, the fix is in, the match outcome has already been decided, now it’s just a matter of going through the motions. If you want to be a winner, put your money on the Christians.
0: Sounds as if it is prudent to sign up.
Cade: Here on Earth/Terra, it’s very frowned upon to stack teams, simply because you have the money to do so.
Cade: Yes. The deep pockets can afford the primo players, which means they can tip the scales in their favor in order to better increase their odds of winning the big games.
Z: The house always wins.
Cade: In gambling, yes, but I see what you are saying I think.
0: “The house”, is those big-wigs.
Cade: Rumor is, they created it all, they own it all, they can do whatever in the hell they want with it. But now I’m thinking about the “houses” in Astrology, and I’ve completely lost my train of thought.
T: Maybe you should pray.
Cade: Sounds prudent.
0: Is it prudent to keep writing?
Cade: No idea. I have less than two years to get the fuck outta here, and currently, things look quite glum.
0: No, I meant all the stuff you are about to write below.
Cade: No idea, but I’m gonna do it.
X: You see what you see.
Cade: I wrangle over what to write or not write more than most prolly think.
X: You see.
Cade: I see what I see, and share it. Me actually understanding a something is an exception, not the rule.
X: Big game.
Cade: Sure seems that way. I’m not fond of that particular association tho.
X: Blood, sweat and tears.
Sorry, that call was a bit more lengthy than I expected. You now have my undivided.
^Love and Rockets – Mirror People ’88^
Anyone remember 9/11? Afghanistan? Operation Iraqi Freedom? Guantanamo Bay and all those pictures of “brown people” in orange jumpsuits?
Hey…don’t bitch at me. Its a busy planet. Lots going on.
^Butthole Surfers – “Moving to Florida”^
One of the easier ways to acquire real estate, or at least acquire an interest in certain properties, is gonna be via the/a banking system. If your country does not provide for foreign ownership, no problem…use a foreign funds to purchase said property and utilize intermediaries. You can tie up stuff in all kinds of red tape, and leverage the living shit out of it.
Debt = Power.
Sure there is risk, but the rewards are massive. Question is, how does one “foreclose” on an entire country. Especially if that country has claws.
A: Clause trumps claws.
For some it will anyway. I guess the trick is to position one’s self in a portion of the water column where you remain the apex predator. Sure, there are plenty of much more ferocious creatures in the sea, but they don’t swim in these waters.
^Nategawd, Flo Rida & Lil Jon “Take A Shot And Make A Tik Tok” (Official Video)^
All of this came of a personal sync this morning in learning that someone who I did not know, has died of a heart-attack at the ripe old age of 33. I knew of them, but I did not actually know them. Prolly played a video game with them, and may have even yelled at them a time or two on an Internet forum, but yeah, didn’t really know them.
It appears they may have worked in the mortgage industry, as did I, so we had that in common also. Would also appear that they were from Canada, and Canada has this weird kind of “ground zero” type feeling about it regarding synchromysticism. Dunno if the dude was into this tho, and they may not have been spiritual at all as far as I know.
Personal syncs are typically real easy to work out. They apply to you, and may even be specifically for you, but explaining personal syncs to others?
Dicey. Sketchy. Difficult.
Hardly anyone on this entire planet gives a flying fuck about me, and most people on this planet don’t even know I exist. So with that in mind, how do I, explain a somewhat mystical synchronistic event to a bunch of strangers? How do I explain to them that “HEY! This weird shit just happened, a bunch of tumblers fell into place, and this means something!”
Yeah, I’ve nothing specific, and I’m not gonna assign a bunch of predefined meaning(s) to this/these event(s) just so it will make sense to you, but I’m telling you…this means something.
^deadmau5 – A City In Florida (1080p) II HD^
No idea why I do this. I wrestled with the idea for quite a few years as to whether I should start writing or not. As to why I decided to give it a whirl? Simple…I wanted a return. I wanted some answers. Why is all this weird shit happening, why has it intensified now, and is there anyone out there who is experiencing anything similar? Perhaps if I open up, they will too, and maybe all of us can, together, figure out what in the fucking hell all this nonsense is.
But yeah also, I wanted to help.
Fuck it…if others are being tight-lipped because they are scared shitless, welp I understand that, but as for me, I’m going for it. Maybe someone out there needs to hear what I have to say. Poor bastard(s). If you are needing to hear anything I have to say, you must be in some deep shit, and I empathize.
^Slap Shot – I’ll be staying in Florida^
I am not a paranormal investigator. Certainly not one with any street cred as to a someone who goes out into the field looking for weird and strange shit in order to better understand it. Due to my personal situation, I’m more of a bookworm type. I sit and wait for the weird and strange shit to come to me, irrespective of the form(s) these entities may assume. And let me tell you, some of the shit that somehow worms its way into my tiny 10′ x 13′ cell can be quite diverse.
^This Is What F-22 Engine Startup Sounds Like^
This is not a challenge, nor is it a test. It’s a demonstration. Put “being right” and “being wrong” on the shelf for a moment, and maybe just be an observer/participant with no agenda for the next few minutes. Below is a video for a band called The Knife, and the song is “We Share Our Mother’s Health”.
Phase One: play the video below, but mute the sound. This time through, we are just going to watch the video and see what we see.
Phase Two: Replay the video, unmute the sound, but do not watch the video. Minimize your browser window if you need, just make sure that you do not watch the video. Listen to the video only.
Phase Three: Replay the video, listen to it, and watch it.
^The Knife – We Share Our Mothers Health^
On #HauntedHour last night, the topic/poll was what kind of paranormal experience one would like to have:
D: NOPE! Fuck this shit, I’m out!
I um…I…ay yi yi…
how do I say this without being dishonest?
Um…I do not consider myself a paranormal experiencer. Yes, I can safely say that I’ve experienced a lot of weird shit in my life, but as to whether any of it is supernatural or not? No idea. That said, those experiences involving sound tend to be the most reliable as to being accurately indicative that something is amiss. Not only can you hear sound, many times, you can feel it. Sound is also going to carry much more data as to location, distance, intensity, and you can quickly and accurately form a picture in your mind as to your own position in space proximate to the goings on. If the sound repeats, you can zero on it quickly and accurately. I would think that one of the important things, as an investigator, would be to rely on your own internal sample library as to individual sounds, what they are, what they could be, and why these sounds would exist irrespective of whether a location is “haunted” or not.
^The Tucker Zone (A 3D Sound Experience) (Wear Earphones)^
The physical stuff isn’t likely to change just because a location is haunted. There’s likely to be walls, ceilings, floors, paint, pipes, sink or bathtub/shower fixtures, maybe electrical wiring, electrical outlets, carpet, doors, door hinges, door knobs, windows, glass, stone, wood, metal(s)…
you prolly get the point.
Identify the stuff in your environment, and know the noises they can make. Maybe when first arriving at a new location, wander around banging on shit for a while just so you know how certain things may sound. You are likely in a new environment afterall, and considering the nature of construction and construction materials and how these things can vary, banging on a hotel wall may sound completely different than what it sounds like banging on one of your own walls at home. Same with the springs in a bed, or maybe the water spigot in the bathroom, or that squeaky third drawer in the nightstand.
Now that you’ve acquainted yourself a bit with your new environment, you can better know what certain things may sound like, and you’ll also know whether or not you or someone else with you here in the physical realm is the trigger for a certain sound happening. If the top door hinge on the bathroom door squeaks, its prolly better to know that in advance. Know your environment in order to better interact with it, and to better zero in on and identify stuff that is…out of place.
Phase Four: listen to the below, watch the below, and see if you notice anything different in the video. It’s the same song as above, same band.
^The Knife – We Share Our Mother’s Health (Shaken-Up Version) Live At Terminal 5^
Certain frequencies can cause nausea.
I’ve read stuff about people having disorientation or maybe becoming nauseated when having paranormal types of experiences, and I’m wondering if maybe it could be related to sound(s) being present. These sounds are inaudible, but you sure as shit can feel them/your body detects them. Another thing to consider is that maybe the presence of a visual spectre, with a lack of secondary indications such as sound or touch. This, too, may cause nausea. I know that one of the problems that “virtual reality” has is that the eyes are basically seeing things, but the inner-ear revolts because there’s nothing to substantiate what the eyes are seeing. Just thinking that maybe a visual sighting of a ghost or whatever that has no accompanying secondaries, that maybe any resulting nausea is the secondary indicator/ is indicative that a very real something has indeed been seen.
All kinds of weird shit going on all the time, but we appear to have some filters in place that more or less blind us to some of the intricacies of the Universe. Having the blinders removed is…
^Klaxons – Gravity’s Rainbow^
A final thought would be that, I assume anyway, that paranormal type stuff is gonna be busting some veils. Or at least maybe making them wobble a bit. And what happens when you wobble a piece of film or a membrane or a diaphragm or whatever?
Sometimes, horns and trumpets happen. Perhaps not always Armageddon, but certainly something noisy.
Moving air...vibrating membranes.
^Klaxons; What makes them sound like that?^
I'd never heard that sound until a coupla years ago.
You know how I know if I’m depressed? If all I want to do is sleep, I’m depressed. I fucking hate sleep. Way too full of piss and vinegar to waste time on sleeping. I wanna be on the go, moving, doing something. Past coupla months tho? Sleep.
Sleep sleep sleep.
It’s all I wanna do. No idea why I’m depressed, but I am.
Catching up on some sleep tho.
^Soulwax – Gravity’s Rainbow^
Air is gonna be a buffer between life and earth.
Water is gonna be more of a negotiator between life and earth.
Fire too will be a negotiator of sorts, but between life and air.
Buffer. Repel. Repel and/or attract.
You’ll need to contextualize with an anecdotal something in order to relate.
A bath. A swim. A flood.
A fire. A fireplace. On fire.
A breath. A breeze. A gale.
A flower. A potato. Quicksand.
^Love and Rockets – Ball Of Confusion^
I’m guessing that the polyethelene glycol is added to allow the vaccine to be frozen while still preventing it from freezing. Maybe, as an added bonus, it’ll give you a case of the shits, post-vaccination.
I’ve already got enough autoimmune issues and allergies, and my DNA is almost assuredly a trainwreck. Do I really need to be even more fucked up than I already am?
Q: Can someone who is really messed up and requires all kinds of special considerations just to survive, really be considered “alive”?
Some conspiratorial fodder for you dystopian types to chew on.
Because I cannot participate in a majority of the activities available to humans on this planet, I am…dead. Maybe not dead, but certainly not alive.
Incapable of participating in and contributing to the whole in such a way as to justify my continued existence. A burden. A drain. A waste of space that could be better occupied by a productive someone who isn’t me. Seeing as how I’m not alive, it’s kinda open season on me and my ilk, and there are no consequences. Can’t kill/murder something that isn’t alive.
Hrm…now why does this type of thinking ring a bell?
^Devo | Beautiful World | Official Video^
^Vance Joy – Riptide @Live Lollapalooza Brasil 2017^
*/squints… Clausewitz trumps clause?*
*I know ‘vaccine’ comes from ‘cow’, Clicky… /yawns… I fink I’ll go have a snooze..*
Enjoy your we kenned, Dear Reader. Have a Song…
*What? We’ve got a missive to post, Clicky…*
*Oh, you’re thinking of the recent accent conversation…*
*Yeah, I ain’t seen that movie yet, Clicky. No idea how Riff-Raff speaks…*
*Blimey. I never knew that… /lights up and smokes… Can we get on formatting the fucking post now?*
My newest band is called…
The new album “Never Mined The Bliss Tours” will drop in November.
^deadmau5 – Bridged By A Lightwave^
Sechs Pieced Oles
Sex Peace Tulls
Sex Piss Tolls
I got a question...
Q: How long can a spell make confusion linger within the resonance of a language itself?
I’d think that it’s gonna have to right itself at some point. And yes, I get that certain “spells” might be required in order to give…erm…”the creators”, a break. Create a barrier, or some kind of separation, and let the thing run for as long as it does. Give those on both sides of the membrane a chance to figure out some things on their own, and without direct interference from the other side. Yes, I’m thinking about spells, and how they can be nested within a language so as to reinforce and/or extend that spell for a long as possible.
^Icona Pop x SOFI TUKKER – Spa (Visualizer) [Ultra Music]^
Dunno anything about magic. Or magik. Or majick. I do know that I’m leery about “getting into it”. I spent 13 years trying to improve my station via drugs, I’ve been off the fucking things for almost 6.5 years, and the thought of starting to perform rituals and casting spells, yeah, that doesn’t hold a lot of appeal to me. I don’t wanna become dependent upon it. Don’t wanna have to deal with the escalation either. And based on my limited reading, that exactly what’s gonna happen. Once I open that door, I’ll have to be dependent upon it, and it will have to escalate.
I first cast a spell to keep the weevils out of the flour in my cabinets, then I’m casting spells to keep the neighbors dog from shitting on my lawn, then I’m casting spells to get a gal, casting spells to make my cock bigger, casting spells to get more money, casting spells to make my car get better gas mileage, and before you know it I’m casting spells in the hopes of influencing elections in various parts of the world.
What in the FUCK kind of future is that?
And what really gets my goat about this nonsense, is that many of these “earthy” fuckers who damn big business and big government for being evil, power hungry and money-grubbing shitbags, welp, you’re doing the same shit via different avenues. Trying like hell to get the entire planet to dance to your tune, simply because it suits you.
^Course of Empire – God’s Jig^
You really don’t think you can damn “them” in good conscience, do you?
They jump on the opportunity.
You see your opportunity and jump on them.
2020 – year of the leapfrog.
^deadmau5 – I Said (Michael Woods Remix)^
Mainstream media, alternative press, freelancers, independent journalists, social media, content creators…
its the wild fucking west, and everyone wants a piece.
There’s already a cornucopia of crazy shit going on in the world, then comes the impeachment of President Trump, then along slouches this nCoV-2019 thing in a US election year. Everything from Assange to Ukraine/Russia to yellow vests to Hong Kong to Brexit to China to pizza gate to climate change is suddenly on the back burners. Everyone is simultaneously petrified, and it actually looks as tho some world-unifying event is about to transpire…
then up jumps the devil in the form of an arrest gone wrong.
“The Press” has to be pissing themselves in disbelief at their good fortune.
^Calvin Harris – Sweet Nothing (Official Video) ft. Florence Welch^
Just occurred to me that, if I were to change professions and become a sex worker, I’d still be just as unemployed as I am now. Was brainstorming some ideas for employment, and I got to wondering if anyone would be willing to pay for my company.
It then occurred to me that a change in profession would almost assuredly not change my employability. Unless of course there is a market where there are women who like to engage in conversation about the mysteries of the Universe and are seeking a tubby, borderline disabled, middle-aged hairy dude. Guess the safe bet is for me to stick with writing.
^The XX Intro long version]^
Lightning and thunder are, different faces of the same animal. However, the further one gets from the source, the more independent these entities appear. Lightning leads, thunder follows. Of course, if one were to get far enough away from the source, only the lightning would appear to exist. Thunder, is absent.
@ source – lightning/thunder coexist
@ distance – lightning occupies one space/thunder occupies another space
@ great distance – lightning exists/thunder does not
There appear to be no entry procedures for one being…erm…“put on the spiritual path”.
It just kinda happens.
I’m assuming the same may go for one being kicked off the spiritual path. Again, it just kinda happens. One is likely to encounter a lot of people talking about getting on the spiritual path, being on the spiritual path, and even staying on the spiritual path. Not much is said in the way of how to handle being kicked out of the program. You may still be able to see the lightning, but the thunder is gone. Soon, even the lightning will be gone.
Back in the darkness, and alone.
^i_o – No Sleep (Official Lyric Video)^
i_o has died.
What’s that? You wanna know who the flying fuck “i_o” even is/was? Well, allow me to share a parable via Rudyard Kipling.
Funny how we may notice the bricks, but never the mortar.
^i_o – Dancing 2020^
Suppose it’s possible that you’ve not really been kicked out of the program, as much as maybe you’re moving into a new phase of your development that you do not yet understand. It may even be a more precise something that is specific to you and you alone. Maybe a something to get you to not get too hung up on the sweet and the sparklies. Get you away from the group for a while so you don’t get too entrenched in “the whole”. A cycle. A something that you need to experience, but can only experience it via being pushed away from the glitz and glamour that comes with all that love and light bullshit. Walk a section of the path that you never would have walked had all that intriguing shit not gotten you in the door.
The menu has changed. Restaurant is the same. Maybe the staff is undergoing some changes. Maybe even some changes in management. Are you equipped to handle change(s)? You might just need some training, and not even know you need it.
^Red Rider – Lunatic Fringe^
We basically just spent a year in silence. Were gifted a chance to remove some of the drone of the background noise(s) of our times…and what did we do?
Filled that silence with a bunch of bitching.
The togetherness lasted all of about a week. Ten days tops. All of that free time to think, and all of that free time to entertain hypotheticals proved too much. The potential eventualities were just too scary, and those empty streets were just too real. Too many coincidences. Nevermind that all this shit has happened before. You coulda rode out that silence in awe and wonder. Too much at stake I guess.
^Manufacture – As The End Draws Near (1988) [HQ]^
Don’t sweat being lost too much.
don’t sweat being demoted.
From the fringiest of fringes, to the deadest of dead-ends, to the lowest of lows, to the most uncharted regions of the lost, I’ll be there. Or at least, I’m likely to be loitering nearby and within earshot. If nothing else, you’ll have someone to talk to.
^The Doors – Break on Through (To the Other Side)^
^Bassnectar – Bass Head (Official)^
*And we’re dun! Cade dun arf pen incite fool missives, Clicky… /looks about… Clicky?*
*I was saying, I’ve dun formatting Cade’s missive. Wot’s wiv the sheep?*
‘The longing for a distant place also necessarily involves a separation in time.’
*Connecting Veras? …/winks… Nice syncing, Clicky…*
Last evening, Dear Reader, Cade Fon Apollyon and I remote viewed an old movie from 1972. I hadn’t seen ‘What’s Up Doc?’ since I was a teenager, lying on the front room carpet, surrounded by family, watching it on the telly…
… It got me to thinking about John Lamb Lash’s Fallen Goddess Scenario, an how homesick the Aeon Sophia probably feels…
*Whether she was tripped, jumped or fell from the Galactic Centre, the Gnostics referred to Sophia’s fall as an ‘accident’, Clicky… /clears throat…*
… How many billions of years she would have traveled, and will still have to travel to reach her home…
*Oh yeah, Lashy mentioned a dragon… /stubs butt… Cosplay’s the thing…*
… And that she must get lonely sometimes…
*Did he say ‘alright’ or ‘all right’?*
*Pfft… /rolls eyes… That election was rigged as fuck. Blatant…*
… Ooh, that reminds me, Dear Reader. A couple of weeks ago, Leg Iron Books published all my Underdog Anthology stories in one volume…
… Currently it’s ranked 32,656 in ‘Erotic Literature & Fiction’ at Amazon…
*Jus’ free pence short. Yikes! My first ever royalties…*
… The Underdog Anthology, numero XIII is due out this weekend. I have a brand new story in there. It’s a follow-up to ‘What Time Do You Finish?’…
*And how! …/smirks…*
… And there will be a new Missive From ‘Merica from Cade the Okie Devil of Text US, here tomorrow. Woo Hoo! 😀 We’ll see you then and… Have a Song 😉
Happy Wednesday, Dear Reader 😀
Today we have a missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Devil from Text US for you to enjoy. Butt first, I just have to share something with you that crossed my Twitter feed this morning. Something that caused a minor pee-seepage incident…
*I told ya…*
^Lord Huron – Meet Me In The Woods^
California has a giant fault.
California actually has many faults.
People still live there.
Some, quite happily.
^Albannach – The Gael (Celtic Scottish Pipe Drums Music)^
Wondering if that pic just above is considered pornography. Pornographic?
Took me a sec to actually work out that they are grinding. I initially saw a fingernail moon type of thing, and immediately noticed the fingers touching at the top.
Maybe if her breasts were larger, their jiggliness would be more pronounced/eye catching, and I would have worked out the copulation bit quicker.
Nothing better than getting to the important bits, and quickly.
^Language Lab – Burning Disaster (Groove Armada ‘Bedtime Story’ Mix)^
Is “ascension” to “the 5-D” realm simply a removal of “the fourth wall”?
One of the bigger social movements is “Disclosure”.
Coupla ironies that should be obvious right off the bat:
First, Greer did not join the existing SETI organization/SETI Institute…he fractured the SETI idea and created his own clan. I guess his CSETI thing didn’t take off, so he further fractured the fracture by creating The Disclosure Project. Immediately I’m stuck by the fact that, for someone trying to remove veils, he sure appears to be throwing a lot of veils up in the process.
Second, CSETI appears to be a one-man show. When I personally think of “SETI”, I think of a bunch of names…from Carl Sagan, Seth Shostak and Paul Allen to even Stanton Friedman and Robert Zemeckis. Not so with CSETI or Disclosure Project…there is only Greer.
There’s nothing really wrong with creating your own group. Scientists are likely to be a bunch of snobs and are very unlikely to let anyone who is not an initiate in the government architectures participate in their private club. The wallets that are funding these projects are going to either be government interests who rely heavily on security so that enemies are not aware of certain things, or they are going to be private interests who rely heavily on security, so they can patent and license whatever is found so as to make a return on their investment(s).
All that to say, I get why Greer prolly went his own way.
The only way to deal with exclusivity, is to create your own exclusivity. But at the same time, this Disclosure Project doesn’t seem very forthcoming. In fact, they seem to do the same bullshit as everyone else in that they attract people to their group with cheesy nuggets, then dangle carrots as if they have all of this secret information, but only they and their inner circle(s) know it. Keeps their members marching, and they’ll tell you “the secret stuff” when they are good and goddamn ready to.
Let's get back to removing the fourth wall.
^Cake – Comfort Eagle (Late World with Zach)^
Me and a certain someone watched a movie last night called Chasing Amy.
I’ve seen the movie many times, but she had not. “Veils” features heavily in the movie. Some veils are thrown up intentionally by the characters, and some veils exist that the characters don’t even know are there. But they are slowly pulled back over the course of the movie, and some of the horrors revealed are…yeesh.
So this morning when I wake, there is a video sitting in my YouTube “recommended”, and it centers around? Yep…you guessed it, veils and removing them.
^The Undertaker Takes Care of Business While Eating Spicy Wings | Hot Ones^
Whilst we are on the subject of veils being added more than removed, did you know that the Arecibo observatory is going to be demolished?
Sometimes the old centralization models just don’t work anymore. Gotta throw up some new ones. Tear down the old fence or wall, only to reveal that another has been erected. What does any of this have to do with ascension or 5-D or veils? Welp, height and depth have limits…right? All dimensions have limits. If you remove one veil, you are sure to find another. Ascension from here, is simultaneously a descent into somewhere else. May wanna keep that in mind as you climb. May make your landing a bit more cushy when you reach the bottom. Or maybe not cushy, but at least you’ll know it’s coming.
^The Heydaze – New Religion (Audio)^
We getting on the same page yet as to how “5-D” is (potentially) simply a removal of the fourth wall?
We’re still stuck on the same boat, you just prefer if you could be moved from steerage to first class. A change in scenery to make the journey a bit more comfy. Ship is still gonna dock in the same port tho. Unless of course first class isn’t good enough and you want to replace the navigator or maybe even the captain with yourself.
^Dutilleul – Dark Room Full of Lonely People [BLACKHAND]^
The thing is, if you remove a dimension, are you really getting more? Or less? The same? Perhaps a new spin on the same? Yes, it’ll be new to you. Some lovely new something to amaze, bedazzle and amuse you in the here and now. But that new something is gonna be “the standard” to those who follow. They’ll have to seek their own new and different something, and are likely to topple your lovely paradigm in the process.
^Lusine – Just A Cloud^
Standards exist to better identify slackers, and better reveal impostors.
You really don’t think all that regalia is there just for show do you? I mean, it is, but it says something. It creates a method of distinguishing the acceptable from the unacceptable.
^Bon Iver – Holocene (Official Music Video)^
You realize this “educate yourself” nonsense is a prolly a scam…right?
Create interest, generate traffic, increase revenue(s).
Someone tells you “you need to look into this”, you’re now stuck in that “can’t afford to, can’t afford not to” kinds of situations.
We wanna know secrets. We wanna be on the inside. We wanna head off trouble. But if they give you an answer, or point you in the correct direction, they may only get single hit out of you.
Much higher returns if they can set you to spinning and get you to chase your tail on their trail.
Next time you ask a question, and one of these “in the know” fuckers tells you to “EDUCATE YOURSELF!!!”, might wanna consider that they are potentially trying to lead you down a trail of tears.
Its very efficient because there is a lot of logic involved.
Some knowledge is indeed best come into on your own, via your own path and at your own pace.
Someone tells you something, the process is gonna be much different than if you had sought out the info yourself and formulated your own opinions on the matter.
Be safe. Travel well.
^Phosphorescent – “Song for Zula” (Official Audio)^
We find things via eachother.
What would you do with yourself if things didn’t exist.
The dragon sits upon a mountain of gold.
Can only wonder what they are waiting for.
Also wonder who built the lair.
If the dragon waits for me, I must ask myself why I am penetrating the dragon’s lair.
For the gold?
For the companionship?
For the story?
Maybe the dragon knows.
^M83 – Lower Your Eyelids To Die With The Sun^
Just saw a video clip where a press conference the US Vice-President was giving had ended, and the VP was walking out of the room. As he did, some of the reporters were screaming at him. They didn’t sound to be shouting questions, as much as they were shouting accusations and/or chanting slogans and maybe even shouting personal attacks.
I only watched the video once, and the video was quite short so not exactly a lot of context there as to what was transpiring and why. The clip itself sure told a story of something shameful going down. Hell, VP Pence may have just called the press corp a pack of cocksuckers for all I know. Kinda doubt it tho.
^Love And Rockets – Earth, Sun, Moon^
Think a bit about how our bodies adapt to things we do and/or things we encounter. Have you given it a think? Got a few things in mind? Cool. Lets us add some context.
Now, let’s re-ask that same original question…Think a bit about how our bodies adapt to things we do and/or things we encounter. Got anything new on your own list now? If not, lemme add some of my own.
When I was a kid, I tried like hell to wear as few clothes as possible. However, the clothes that I did wear were a combination of hand-me-downs, home-made clothing, or cheap shit bought a K-Mart, Sears and JC Penney’s. Clothes back then were made of fiber(s), and those fibers likely differ somewhat from the fibers of today.
When I was a teen, I tried like hell to shave as little as possible. However when I did shave, my razors were hand-me-downs, shared blades, and the shaving creams, soaps and aftershaves were cheap. Shaving products of the time were made of certain metals and chemicals via various processes, and they likely differ somewhat from the metals, chemicals and processes of today.
NEW! - IMPROVED!
Things change. You change. You change clothes, clothes change, clothes change you. You wash those clothes, loads of fibers go down the washing machine drain, some are caught in the lint basket of the tumble dryer, some…well, some prolly get all over you. Yeah sure, you bathe. But we’re talking aggregate here. The right thread, in the right place, at the right time. Odds are actually pretty good I think. We spend a lot of time wearing clothes. We sleep on sheets and cover ourselves with blankets. We dry ourselves and our flatware/silverware with cloths. We use a lot of paper products too. And boy oh boy do those materials change over time. Organic fibers, less organic fibers, blends, non-organic fibers.
Q: How long you figure those fibers from Kevlar vests are gonna linger?
A: Fiberglass is concerning as well. Yeah sure, asbestos has supposedly gone away, but in reality, it hasn't.
Learning about certain realities can be a bit shocking. We (some of us) tend to panic. Do some crazy drastic shit without thinking the consequences of our actions through, and we wind up perpetuating the very type of behavior we are supposedly trying to get rid of. Presented with a one-in-a-lifetime, perfect opportunity to fix a something, and the drastic action(s) that sound so good and pure and heroic, actually make things worse.
^Mazzy Star – Into Dust^
Remember when you were a kid, and you’d get that weird static/electric feeling on your skin? It was almost like you could feel electrical patches running around your skin, the hairs may have stood up, and you may have even got goose-pimples? Maybe the skin on your head pulls up tight and the hair on your head tries to stand up?
Q: Do you ever get that feeling anymore?
I’m gonna bet the answer to that question is a resounding, no. I’d almost be willing to further bet that you’ve forgotten ever having such sensations.
What about butterflies in your stomach?
Weird lightheadedness with any rapid aspect change in your body’s orientation? Not really dizziness, nor any kind of nausea, nor even disorientation, but that weird feeling that this rapid aspect change in height, width or depth has somehow altered your perception(s)?
How about pains in adulthood that trigger memories of similar or same pains from childhood. Ever get any of those?
And those chills in the back of the neck? May have been some shooting kinds of chills and/or shivers down the back and maybe the arms? Maybe some shivers followed, and they had nothing to do with cold?
While we’re on the subject, how about that weird “KA-ZOINKS!” kind of feeling when you encounter a guy or gal who really flips your lid for some reason. Ever get those feelings anymore? And I’m not talking about someone you instantly want to fuck. I’m talking about that feeling that you just entered the presence of some special someone. Although yeah, at some point your mind races and you may also have the desire to bang them like a drum. Or maybe not…maybe just a fast-friend.
We change. We forget. Question is, how does it serve us to forget? May also give some consideration as to those things which may be contributing to your forgetting. Just don’t ponder too much on what dragging pieces of metal over your skin does over time. Or what wearing clothing covered in anti-static agents does to your skin over time. Or what the constant and perpetual dousing of your skin with chemicals does over time. To think about such things is…crazy.
^The National – Bloodbuzz Ohio (Official Video)^
Supposedly, Saturn ate his own children. Kinda occurs to me that this is exactly what is happening in the Matrix movies. At the end of the first flick, where the Neo character says he’s gonna show the people “a world without you”, he’s basically threatening to kill the children of men. And what are the children of men?
The machines are, dummy.
Humans created them. Sure, Morpheus and Company didn’t themselves actually create the machines, but humans did. You’ve basically got orphan on orphan warfare going on in the Matrix flicks, and everyone is struggling the be the parent.
(accomplished by one pack of orphans murdering the fuck out of the other)
^Manchester Orchestra – The Silence^
So if that fourth wall comes down, it’s more likely that you are being watched, more than you are likely to be watching. You tune in, think you’re being all sneaky, your target has no idea you are watching them.
Never occurs to you that someone may be watching you watching them. Or maybe you do know, but don’t care.
Germane she said.
Ger m ane
Ger man e
They’re coming hard.
Or at least giving the appearance of it.
Looks more like panic to me.
Panic and anger.
Maybe some self-loathing and regret mixed in there.
^Simian Mobile Disco – Hustler^
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
^Andrew Gold – Thank You For Being A Friend (Official Music Video)^
^The Kills – The Last Goodbye (Official Video)^
*Oh my goodness, it’s Thanksgiving tomorrow, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
*Trump? … Pardons? …*