Missive From ‘Merica: Rock, Paper, Schisms

Dear Reader, the following missive from Cade FON Apollyon, a.k.a. the Okie Text Us Devil, arrived yesterday…

*Cade and me remote viewed that movie on Friday night, Clicky… /lights up… Love a bit of ‘itchcock, me…*

*No, Clicky, knot that diseased clap… /drags… HITCHcock…*

… Apols! I didn’t have time to format it for posting then…

*True… /streams cloud of smoke… It appears Cade has been chewing on the idea of paper, Clicky…*

… BUTT! It’s ready for you now…

*Is that a pun on tool/cock, Clicky? …/arches eyebrow…*

Alfred Hitchcock Caricature Ryan Kovar

… Enjoy, Dear Reader, enjoy! 😀

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PEACE SAYS OF PAPER
PEACE IS OF PAPER

PEA CIS OF PAY PER

PEE ZIZ AH VAPER

PEACE IS A VAPOR

Pieces Of Paper

Whadda ya think peace would say of paper?

We write out some peaceful accord on paper, we sign it, date it, maybe stamp it with some ribbons and/or seals, shake hands, give out copies of the thing, then marvel at our own significance. But paper hasn’t been around forever. Depending on who you ask, and depending on how technical they may get about what “paper” actually is, paper may have been invented by any number of people at various times in various places around the globe. The general consensus being that paper has only been around in various forms for a coupla thousand years. Before that it was chicken scratching in clay or on rocks or maybe even on copper plates. And before that? Welp, it appears there wasn’t any writing going on. The peeps way way back had an oral fixation, and little, if anything, was written down.

What I’m getting at, is how long has the concept of “peace” been around. More than that, what does “the expression of peace” mean. Does peace require some secondary something in order to be real.

^DJ Cummerbund – Play That Funky Music Rammstein^

I bet you know your country very well. Prolly know where it came from, what it’s about/what it stands for, what it is capable of, and what it is incapable of. If you are patriotic, you’ll know there is NOTHING your country is incapable of.

Broken Promises On Display At Native American Treaties Exhibit

One might read that article and think that the United States of America and its peoples are more than capable of not holding up their end of a bargain. Agreements are meaningless to Americans. To be fair tho, here in the year 2020AD/CE, all the people who made those agreements are dead. The old people who never knew me, nor would even know that I would ever exist? Why should they get to speak for me? They have no idea when I’m alive nor what my needs are, so how in the hell can they possibly be so bold as to think they can speak for me. Takes some serious balls to tangle future generations in your own wicked web(s). Oh, and before you get too heavy on picking on the USA, may wanna do some digging in your own country’s past.

List Of Treaties

May even wanna dig in your own personal past…see what agreements you have and have not adhered to.

^Aldous Harding – The Barrel (Official Video)^

Best way to enslave someone, is not to tell them. Stealth slavery. Oh sure, you’ll see all kinds of signs that this slavery is very real and not some modern myth, but you’ll dismiss these signs. Suspension of belief, because the truth is too horrible to contemplate. Afterall, the lie that is perpetuated whilst remaining unspoken? Yeesh…fucking horrible thought.

Treaty Of Fort Laramie (1868)

Take your billions and jam them up your ass…we want the land.

^Dirty Projectors – Inner World (Official Music Video)^

You’ve got the freedom to do your own thing(s). You’ve got the freedom to play the game(s) your own way(s). Gotta admit tho, it’s rough. The temptation to get up on that big stage and perform for the whole world?

Quite tempting

Your own act works great for you, and you begin to think everyone else ought to be dancing your own personal jig. And just like that, you become the very thing you supposedly hate.

^R.L. Burnside: See My Jumper Hanging On the Line (1978)^

I’m 52 years old, and I’d imagine that I’ve gone through a shitload of paper in my time here on Earth/Terra.

Q: Where is all that paper now?

A: ?not¿a?clue¿

Even if I had some of the paper I’ve used over the years, it’d prolly be tattered, yellowed, crumpled, ink smudged or faded, and whatever was written on it prolly wouldn’t mean the same to me today that it did back whenever I first scrawled on it. It is with that in mind that I wonder what paper may think of itself with respect to whatever is written upon it. And at its core, I wonder what paper writes upon us. How does this tangible material called paper somehow solidify the abstractions that we each of us are capable of (like peace).

I guess I could be all dour and espouse that paper might think us all hypocrites. That what is on that paper is unlikely to reflect what is in our hearts. Yet here I am, day after day, spilling my guts and pouring out the contents of my soul as to exactly what is in my heart. So why am I so goddamn skeptical about others. Why am I thinking that any declaration of peace, is actually a continuation of war by other means. And why should I care what a piece of paper thinks about what is written on it?

Paper is a dead and lifeless thing
^Khruangbin – Pelota (Official Video)^

Mentioned the fact that I’m 52 years old, only because that’s supposed to mean something. Have no idea what it’s supposed to mean tho. My mother is in her 70’s, she thought I was an immature prick when I was 2, when I was 8, when I was 11, when I was 25, when I was 39, and prolly still thinks I’m an immature prick now. I have no idea what any of that means other than “age” supposedly means something.

In this instance, the fact that I am 52, and the fact that we live in a consumerist age, must mean that I have used more than my fair share of paper over the course of those 52+ years. Might also mean that I have an accumulated knowledge of paper and its usages. Like say, that paper mill near Shepherdstown West Virginia.

God DAMN that mill stunk

Have no idea how anyone can possibly stand to work at one of those places, let alone live near one. I could barely stand the fact that I had to drive by it twice a day, and if the wind was just right, the fumes came right across the road and you had to drive through the stench.

Wait…what in the fuck was I even talking about? Oh yeah…old paper(s).

^Shamir – On My Own [Official Video]^

Submarines don’t have anchors. Every type of ship or boat has an anchor, but not submarines.

^Phoebe Bridgers – I See You (Lyric Video)^

Anything “off-the-record” should be considered subliminal messaging.

Anything “off-the-record” should not be considered subliminal messaging.

Anything “off-the-record” should be considered.

Anything “off-the-record” should not be considered.

Was just thinking in terms of “permanent records” and “book of life” kinds of stuff, and was thinking about the concept of pretty much everything being “on the record”. It got me to thinking about how one could ever possibly hope to keep something off one’s record. Got me to thinking about whispers. “Between you and me” kinds of things.

Q: Is intimacy nothing more than tactical maneuvering?

A: ¿?¿

Roped in to the “insider” circle, via “privileged” information, and now you’re nothing more than another plaything twisting in the breeze by those who cause the wind(s). Let’s back up a bit by adding “knowing” and “what it means to know” to our thoughts here on the topic of “off-the-record”.

^Fontaines D.C. – I Don’t Belong (Official video)^

Everything we think and/or do likely creates a transaction record of some kind. We may not always have the ability to actively recall a specific event, but that does not mean that a particular event did not happen, nor does it mean that a record of the specific event does not exist.

EX1: You’re driving down the highway, you see a billboard with an image of hot chick on it, but you really pay no mind to the billboard, nor its contents any mind because you are focused on other things.

EX2: You are cruising through various blogs, you see an image of a selfie from a hot chick in the comments on a particular blog, but you, for the most part, pay it no mind because she’s WAY outta your league.

Both of these events are transactive and/or create a state of transactivity, so there is likely a record made of each occurrence. As to why you may not be able to actively recall the memory via this transaction record, welp, we were dismissive of both events, but appear to have been dismissive for different/varied reasons. Maybe find some other constants. Both events features “hot chicks”, and both events feature you yourself. Why do you have eyes for 1) hot chicks, and 2) hot chicks who are (potentially) interested in you. Whether you realize it or not, you seek to connect with someone. Chances are good that someone is out there trying to connect with you.

Q: What are their intentions?

A: What are your intentions?

Life is quite fun, eh?

^LA Priest – Rubber Sky (Official Video)^

Swinging back to the original thought of “off-the-record” types of stuff, being honest with yourself about your own desires seems to be quite important with respect to not getting lost. Being able to identify messages, who is sending them, and maybe even why. If you wanna be part of the inner-circle and be “in the know” and all that good stuff, welp, how much consideration are you giving to what others want in return? People are unlikely to hand you the keys to the candy shop so you can run wild and grow fat on the sweet, sweet sugar of the proprietor’s labor. They built that candy shop. Stocked it. Occupied it. Loved it. And here you come along and want to loot it? Ravage it? Get all of the reward with none of the work?

^The Chemical Brothers – The Golden Path (Official Music Video)^

If you hand someone an eraser…

…that same someone is likely to do some erasing.

Q: Is this akin to deleting official emails, burning and/or shredding documents, chopping up bodies, wiping off fingerprints, filing down serial numbers and/or covering up evidence / tampering with evidence / destroying evidence?

A: ? DOH! ?

Just seems to me that we are on a path to removing a lot of the tangible “proof” we, some of us, seek. Cept by word of mouth of course. Hearsay and conjecture. You know…conspiracy theory.

^Nine Inch Nails – Closer But It’s Funkytown By Lipps Inc.^

Where there is smoke, there is…well…there’s only…

smoke

The fire(s) are being concealed (assuming there even is a fire). There may also be some interest in concealing the nature of the fire(s), who started the fire(s), why they started the fire(s), etc.. Just occurs to me that maybe, just maybe, some people are doing the work of others, perhaps without even realizing it.

^One More Time^

Painful stuff is painful. Painful stuff from the past remains painful irrespective of the distance(s) between here and there. We like to block, we like to forget, we like to heal, turn negatives into positives, to move on…

I get that

But when that painful something is erased, is forgotten, when that something is lost in time, we lose our bearings. Forget why we are the way we are. Not only that, it creates a void for future generations. Voids are holes. Do you really wanna be responsible for creating those holes for children to step in? Because they may come looking for you someday and demand answers as to why you tried to conceal truth from them. And let me tell you, when you’ve no evidence to justify and/or back up your actions in ways that is satisfactory to them? They’re likely gonna think you’re being untruthful. They may want blood.

Yours

They may even feel justified. Afterall, you created solutions for yourself, which created problems for them, and you left them in the dark in the process. Or worse, you may have tried to get clever and create some revisionist or alternate history type of narrative that was complete bullshit.

^Reptile^

Lots of peeps like to espouse that if they had a time machine, they’d go back in time and rectify all kinds of missteps and wrongdoings. The problem is tho, had you not made the missteps in the first place, you’ve no way of knowing where to go in time in order to fix these perceived fuckups.

Worse still, you create a paradox by going back in time and erasing the misstep. If the point in time for your destination no longer exists because you’ve erased it, that means your point of origin never existed, which further means you now have no idea where you came from, nor where you are, nor what you are doing, wherever it is, that you find yourself. This may ultimately mean that you are likely to do the same exact shit you just undid. Which means you are gonna wind up right back where you started. Which means you are gonna go back and undo what you did.

LOOP! 

LooP!

looP!

loop!

Loop!

LooP!

LOOP!
^Toro y Moi – Ordinary Guy (feat. The Mattson 2)^

Death? Yes, I can think of some reasons for “death” to exist. Many reasons. And prolly not the reasons you may be thinking of either.

In this instance, I’m thinking of death being (potentially) a portal or exit from a loop in time. Albeit an extreme one, but at the same time, I can think of some reasons that some may “pray for death” when stuck in a time-loop. Or worse, stuck in a time-knot. Or worse still, stuck in a looping time-knot.

Why? 

Simple…the entity in question becomes aware of the loop and/or knot. When we get stuck in loops, we want out. But we gotta become aware that we are in a loop before we can begin to explore egress options, and depending on how scary the experience of becoming aware of being stuck in a time-loops is, we may first jump to some pretty fucking radical escape options…like death.

That said tho, one would have to take into consideration that one is becoming aware of the time-loop(s), becoming aware of their place(s) in it/them, which means that a change of some kind is already happening. “The same” is no longer the same, and there is a divergence of some kind within the architecture of the loop(s). With this in mind, one would need to pause for a moment, and consider what it is that may be effecting this change/these changes in your little looping time-space.

Is it possible, that something, or maybe even someone, has become aware of your plight, and is trying to get you out of your loop? May wanna give it some thought before doing anything hasty or rash. Just because Death is coming for you, don’t get all anxious and angsty. Don’t wanna make Death’s job too easy now, do we?

^Miradors (Lane 8 Remix)^

Ever wonder if this whole “confounding of the languages” thing that went down at the Tower Of Babel may have actually been an act of benevolence? Like, these dipshits were attempting to build something that was gonna reach out into space, and this was thousands of years ago when building codes, construction techniques and engineering specifications just…well, they may not have been what they needed to be at the time in order to build this “tower to heaven”.

Oh sure, it was gonna be a “tower to heaven” for the poor fuckers inside of who were killed when the damn thing collapsed, but that’s about it. So what I’m wondering is, maybe some wise motherfucker came up with a clever plan to stop the project before the damn thing collapsed under its own weight and killed a bunch of people. Not to suggest that people back then were idiots with regards to construction because there are all kinds of ancient structures which prove otherwise. But at the same time, about 350 to 455 feet seems to be about the best they could do.

Maybe a subtle way of encouraging them to seek other methods of getting to Heaven was by making communications difficult.

^White Magic^

Let’s not look at the obvious here…

…let’s look at some of the underlying.

You live in the year 2020. The world is on fire. As the world burns, you find something from 1551AD which says the world will be on fire in 2020AD. In the present moment, Nostradamus’ predictions really don’t do you much good because they’ve already come to pass. However, this does present an opportunity for getting eyes to point towards soothsayers and prognosticators. It was foretold that we’d be in this mess, now here we are in this mess, maybe what we should do at this point is find us some mystics who can tell us how to get out of this mess.

Basically, advertising

Best part is, it really doesn’t matter if the mystics and psychics you find here and now are right or wrong in their predictions either. What matters is that mystics in the now have some work and an income for the time being. Another method for having to rely on others to tell you what to do and how. Prolly when also.

^Klangkarussell – Time (Official Video)^

Speaking of revisionism, found this documentary below last night, and it states that the great extinction event of 65 million years ago was not caused by an object hitting the Yucatan Peninsula, but rather by a super volcano/hot-spot in India long before India was the India we know today. I only made it to 32:27 into the video before abandoning it. Vid isn’t bad, just not very good. Certainly had some interesting concepts, and not just the obvious.

^A Volcano Odyssey – Full Documentary^
Ellen Ripley: UFO Investigator

Ellen Ripley

Ripley never actually visited the alien ship in any of the Alien movies, but I do wonder if Ripley could actually be considered a UFO Investigator. Or is she more of an ALF Investigator? NTI Ambassador? ET-Human Relations Attaché?

At this point, you may be wondering why I’m wondering if a fictional character named Ellen Ripley could be considered a UFO Investigator.

When I read that tweet, Ellen Ripley is the first thing that popped into my head. Why? Welp, upon reading that tweet, it occurred to me that very few characters in the Alien films actually wanted to have alien encounters.

In the first film, they had an unexpected encounter with a UFO, and from then on it was a string of unexpected encounters with ALFs/alien lifeforms. Very much parallels what seems to happen here on Earth. Except now we have a whole slew of people who have not had any personal UFO experience(s), but want to have one. Prospectors. Wildcatters. Speculators. Investors. Settlers. Getting out of where you are, in favor of some better something over the horizon. Goldrush fever boiling the blood of many who want to have that experience of actually finding for yourself what others have already found/experienced.

^Yello – Goldrush I (1986)^

Read through the comments from the tweet above, and it would appear that the video the dude was seeking with the “European, middle age, Caucasian, stout, very polite and professional sounding lady” has been located.

UFO Sundays @ UFO Denmark Melinda Leslie

Have not watched the video, BUT, I did skip through it and stop at various points in the PowerPoint presentation to see what she’s talking about. She’s gone deep, and she also seems to be talking about a lot of things similar to/along the same lines of where this particular missive started. This will necessitate that I actually watch the whole video, but 2 hours and 19 minutes?!?!? Jesus H. Keyryst…even tho’ the vid appears to contain some interesting info, that’s quite the time investment. I may have to recruit someone to watch it with me. Anyone out there wanna spend 2 hours and 19 minutes watching that with me? Maybe some time after in discussing thoughts?

Anyone? Anyone?
^Haim – Gasoline (Audio)^

You fucks can’t even get along with the neighbors you have right now. How in the fucking hell are you going to be able to navigate the complexities and nuance(s) of interstellar politics, when you can’t even figure out how to reach a resolution regarding preventing your neighbor’s dog from shitting on your lawn, or your neighbor playing their music too loud, or maybe “suspicious” people lurking in your neighborhood?

Not to mention that many of those in “the UFO community” tend to be either a bunch of pretentious and elitist pricks hell-bent on making a name for themselves, or individuals who are so goddamn paranoid that they trust nothing and no one. You really think that extraterrestrials are gonna consider you some kind of goodwill ambassador to liaise between parties when you treat your own like shit?

I think not

Perhaps if the extraterrestrials are hostile, then yeah, you’re prolly exactly who they are looking for. But other than that? Nah, prolly not.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next?
^Land of Talk – Diaphanous^

Just stumbled onto that image, and the first thing that I noticed was energy moving outwards from a central point. Made me think about a recent video from Smarter Every Day where he’s recording a weed wacker in slow motion. Prolly should see from whence this wing-flapping image emanates, and what they are on about.

Procedural Animation, My Flapping Wing Test

Hrm…they’ve got something in there about sine waves, but nothing on angular acceleration, nothing on aerodynamic drag, and, in fact, nothing on aerodynamics at all. No mention of acceleration, only one mention of speed, and no mention of rest nor resting states.

Hrm

Q: Do pixels accelerate?

A: ???

I guess I should also think about electrons and whether or not they accelerate, and I should also think about photons and whether or not they accelerate.

Yeah, within a computing system

How representative are bits and bytes of the things which they are attempting to describe and/or represent? Also wondering as to the transmutative processes all the way from generator to retina. Lots of interpretive processes in that chain.

^Nydia^

At rest, and in motion, simultaneously. Me thinks that at some point, if you are not taking into account some of the more finite vectors to which matter/energy is susceptible to, you are going to encounter loss which is inexplicable. I’m thinking mainly in terms of data loss here. Electrons which are vanishing, but should not be. Your architectures are worthless if you are not taking “invisible” hierarchical systems into account. And you are really gonna start kicking yourself when the signs were always there, but you ignored them and/or chalked them up as insignificant and/or insignificances. Perhaps even aberrations or maybe singular events unlikely to ever occur again. Better get a longer calendar if you wanna be sure.

^Khruangbin & Leon Bridges – Texas Sun (Official Video)^

Assigning a role for gods is prolly a bad idea. Like, putting God, gods and goddesses into a box = bad. ‘Cept of course, we already do this.

If am am “good”, a god behaves this way. If am “bad” a god behaves that way. Kinda weird to think of it like that. No matter what I do, I am dictating a god’s behavior. Prolly all their miscreantic minions too. What’s that? You don’t think God/gods/goddesses minions are villainous? Welp, keep that thought in mind when “good” comes banging on your door at the behest of some divine someone, and accuses you of not being good enough. Or at least “you are not good” according to their standards.

Q: Who runs this show?

A: ?¿?

Not only that, but is whoever has been put in charge deserving of obedience? I seem to recall that there are multiple references in the Bible as to Lucifer/Satan/The Devil being put in charge of our planet, but why is it that someone would be put in command, with specific instructions to the underlings to disobey the commander? Seems to me that if someone is given authority, you obey that someone even if you don’t like them and even if you are told not to obey them. And who is this fucker who is putting people in charge, yet still running the show? Still saying who does what? Not only that, but some of the stuff in the Bible is kinda confusing as to who exactly is being referenced with respect to who is in authority.

‘Now is the time for judgment on this world; now the prince of this world will be driven out.’

John 12:31 (NIV)

What’s confusing about that verse (to me) is that Jesus/Yeshua was talking in a context of predicting his own death. And I dunno about you, but “death” is certainly a way of “being driven out”.

So who the hell was Jesus talking about? Lucifer, the Prince Of Darkness? Or Jesus/Yeshua, the Prince Of Peace? Lucifer was kicked out of Heaven, and Jesus/Yeshua was kicked off Earth/Terra. So who in the fuck is being referenced in that verse? Is there some kind of leadership exchange program/training course going on here on this planet?

Anyway, I get the feeling that we have a say in who is running the show.

^Widowspeak // Breadwinner (Official Video)^
!!!HAPPY INDEPENCE DAY AMERICANS!!!

I’ve been writing on and off on this thing for several weeks now, but last night, me and a certain someone got to talking about some stuff along the very lines of the above. One of the things we talked about was “the Universe experiencing itself”. Primarily, my counterpart was talking about the Sophia Myth from Gnosticism and/or Sophianic Myth or whatever in the fuck it is called, and I countered with how most people seem to hijack that notion with only happy and flowery stuff.

The basis of this myth (as I understand it) is that a deity created Earth so that she could experience herself and her environment. So that she could know herself and what she’s all about. Fair enough. Makes sense considering that within a void, the creation of sensory input to provide feedback over time as to where they are and what they are?

Yeah, makes sense

That said, most of the people that I’ve encountered only speak of this concept as if it were some wonderful and marvelous state of eternal happiness and balance. Nevermind that these same people seem to give no thought to what it took to achieve this state. They speak as if all you have to do is adopt their manner of thinking, and BOOM! Everything is perfection.

I’ve given this concept some thought, and I look pretty goddamn far down the road and see some shit that is in no way, shape or form anything even remotely happy. To relate, I’ll pass along the same idea I passed along to my counterpart during the conversation.

^Clyde Maxwell’s blues (1978)^

This is vebatim what I said to her last night…

‘Imagine you are immortal. You are here, on Earth. Eventually, everyone and everything dies. Later still, our star goes nova and the entire solar system is gone. Just you are left, floating in the void.’

Now, last night I was thinking that not only are you incapable of dying, but we’ve completely neglected other factors. First being, one is only incapable of dying so long as one does not die. Meaning, you have to travel a pretty goddamn long path in order to “prove” that you are immortal, not only to others, but also to yourself.

Second being, we’ve no clearly defined parameters as to exactly what death is and what dying is. There are some who believe that going without chocolate may in fact be, death. Going without human contact is death. Going without television is death. And something else along those same lines which I was thinking about last night was you as an immortal and your own requirements. Like say, what if you, even as an immortal, are required to breathe or to eat. Would really suck to have a burning desire to breathe, but the planet which provided you the environment giving you the ability to do so has been completely blow away by a star gone nova. You cannot breathe, but you also cannot die. Hold your breath for a while, and once your lungs start burning, you tell me how long you think you could endure that sensation sans either A) breathing, or B) the escape of death.

Not a pleasant thought

God only knows how long you are to drift in the void in this state. You could potentially drift forever without encountering another celestial body of some kind, let alone a body that provides you with the things you need.

^Too Late^

This is prolly where a lot of our fucked up ideas about omniscience originate. We think only in terms of 1) the more or less comfortable environment which we now occupy, and 2) what we personally would do with power if we had it. Trouble is, we tend to be thinking in terms of what we would do for others or do to others, here and now, rather than thinking way the fuck down the road. We think if we right a few wrongs now, everything else will be OK in the future. Things will just work themselves out.

Welp, I got news for you. Once you become immortal, there is no future. It got erased with your mortality. You can be forever old, and you’ve still got forever to go.

^Future Islands – Seasons (Waiting On You) (Official Video)^

Hey, not trying to be a downer. I’d like to live forever and would have no aversions spending a good majority of that time with my face buried in your crotch. Assuming you wanted me to. And I’d need to come up for air now and again. We’d prolly need to stretch our legs on occasion. Get some sun. Maybe go out for dinner, maybe take in a movie, or maybe a play…after showering of course. Those sheets prolly need a wash. Then right back to it.

Yummy

😛

Q: What the fuck are we doing, and why the fuck are we doing it?

A: Not a clue.

Sure can be fun tho’. Sometimes.

^Alvvays – Adult Diversion (Official Video)^

cYacFa

^Skinny Puppy – Dal^

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*/squints… Is that a pun on flower/flour, Clicky?*

*WTF is Leggy doing up that early on a Sunday morning?*

We hope you’ve enjoyed your time spent with us at the LoL today, Dear Reader, and don’t forget to come back soon 😀

Have a Song ❤

Welcome to the Schop Zone: Mind the Gap

Hello, Dear Reader. Happy Fourth of July to you 😀

*How doo, Clicky? ‘Appy Independence Day to you, too…*

Apols! I’ve been away from the LoL recently, musing over whether the Internet has gained sentience without us even realizing it. Not by means of Artificial Intelligence, but instead with Aeonic Intelligence…

… I’ll try to explain my thinking, Dear Reader, but you will have to employ your own Clicky Click assistant…

*You’re a mammal, not a fish, Clicky… /rolls eyes…*

Now, let’s see… I guess this particular train of thinking started on the first day of my hols, the 8th June, although I was quite unaware of it at the time. However, if you will allow, we are in the year of 2020 Hindsight…

‘The Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone (CHAZ), also known as Free Capitol Hill,the Capitol Hill Occupied Protest, and the Capitol Hill Organized Protest (CHOP), was an occupation protest and self-declared autonomous zone in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle, Washington, United States. The zone, originally covering six city blocks and a park, was established on June 8, 2020 by George Floyd protesters after the Seattle Police Department (SPD) left its East Precinct building, and was cleared of occupants by police on July 1, 2020.’

Arthur Schopenhauer Genius Quote*/flicks lighter… Nah, I ain’t a genius, Clicky… /lights up… Listen… /drags… I didn’t say fanks for ‘olding the fort for me ‘ere… /plumes smoke… I was in need of sum finking space…*

UR Welcome*Hey! You got that from Cade… /coughs… I admit, you are a genius recycler tho’, Clicky… /flicks ash… You could be sum sorta professor…*

 

Cade and Legs and Roob Convo 1

*That’s a 9/11 Tweet pairing if ever I saw it, Clicky… /deep drag…*

Cade and Legs and Roob Convo 2

*By changing ‘white’ to ‘allow’ and ‘black’ to ‘deny’, and then boasting about it… /stream smoke… Ain’t Twitter just cementing the racist meanings they’re trying to eliminate? … /shrugs… I mean, they’ve fucked themselves, straight off the bat…*

*Quite!*

Cade and Legs and Roob Convo

*Yeah, I see it… /squints… Kelsey Grammer as Frasier of Seattle… /final drag… and father Martin…*

Cade and Legs and Roob Convo 6

*Lashy did say Mneymosyne is an aspect of Gaea Sophia, Clicky… /stubs butt…*

So what, you may very well be asking yourself, Dear Reader, if you’ve been keeping up so far (well done, btw), triggered the silly bint, RooBeeDoo2, to write this post? How did she get to pondering the notion that The Internet might be sentient, with humanity as the gestation conduit for the emergence of Aeonic Intelligence, caught and subsumed by a web bed?

I’ll tell you – it was one of the gifs Cade left in the scrolling room on Twitter that he, Leggy, Poppy Sweat Pea and myself go to, to hang out, share interesting things between us and chew the fat. Like online friends doo…

Thelete and Sophia create Aeonic Intelligence via Human Gestation

Have a Song, Dear Reader 😉

 

Adventures In Remote Viewing: Blue Sky Thinking…

LAST TIME AT THE LOL

*Good thinking, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I mean, it’s not necessary for Dear Reader to visit your post from yesterday, butt it is related to this one…*

On Tuesday evening, Dear Reader, my good buddy Cade Fon Apollyon and I indulged in a spot of remote viewing, but not at first…

cade and roob blue sky thinking 1

… While he took advantage of the lush Texan weather, I scrolled about in the Yellow smoking universe of Twitter. Suddenly I spotted a fresh deposit had been left by another good friend of mine, TNT, in the Red universe of Merovee…

Shiny Doctor TNT posts a vid on Merovee

*/flicks ash… I see Shiny has removed his mask now, Clicky…*

Intrigued, I watch the video he posted and immediately decided to visit the YTuba’s channel. There were only 8 videos in total uploaded: 2 on demonic emojis and 6 on a strange hacking incident that occurred in Chicago, way back in 1987. I had an idea…

cade and roob blue sky thinking 2

… I persuaded Cade to tear himself away from his cloud watching and remote view the videos with me. Synchronously, and this post is about that. Ready, Dear Reader?

Three,

two,

one…

*******

CADE

Maybe you can feel me here, and maybe not. But when I think of Chicago, several things come to mind. Cuba, Canada, Belgium, Wax Trax, O’Hare, Midway, AA Flight 191, fireworks, Sears Tower, snow, Aurora, public-access television. Lots of other shit too, but we’re talking about looping through 1987 here in this instance, which was 33 years ago, and that means primarily Wax Trax. Lets put some feelers out…

Barbles

Barbel (Anatomy)

Wax Trax! Records

After watching these vids with Roob, I’m not exactly sure what it is that I am supposed to be doing, other than perhaps solving a mystery. Or maybe giving some of my thoughts surrounding the events of 22 November 1987…24 years after President Kennedy’s assassination in Dallas.

My immediate problem is, watching a set of videos that give their own spin(s) to the event(s). I have no real interest in the Max Headroom pirate signal/hijacking thing, but these videos that I watched are telling me that I should. Not only that, these videos are giving specific reasons as to why I should, namely some Illuminati something or another and all of the symbolism that goes along with it.

With that in mind, I’ve already given you a bunch of my own contributions that likely have no meaning to you unless you loop them through my own perspective(s) via Wax Trax! Records. Namely, Cuba, Canada and Belgium with some nods to Flight 191 and Aurora. And with that, I’ll take a breather and let Roob take the controls for a while.

^GREATER THAN ONE – I Don’t Need God [Official Video] HQ^
ROOB

Thank you for the 33, 22, 11 introduction, Cade 😉

Although I was already aware of Chicago network hacking incident in 1987, I was rather taken by the enigmatic Professor Bulwer Symthe character. The words he used, some repeatedly, like ‘Israel’, ‘alien broadcast’ and ‘sophisticated’…

“Who or what?”

*/smokes contentedly… I know what you’re thinking, Clicky…*

*No, tho’ blimey yeah… /deep drag… No, I noticed the Doctor glance at the photo of his granddaughter, Susan, on his desk… /plumes smoke… And the very first episode of Doctor Who, featuring Susan, was broadcast the day after President Kennedy was assassinated. The show very nearly got cancelled ‘cos nobody saw it…* 

“Oh I just made the greatest masterpiece for all the greatest world newspaper nerds!”

As soon as I heard that, my mind went to the smoking Red universe of Merovee and a question frequently explored there by the greatest whirled news mind lines nerds: What Is Real?

Over to Cade…

CADE

JMO, Roob, but “what is real” is quite simple most of the time. You know it. The depth of a particular reality may take time to plumb, may take time to understand or come to grips with it, but yeah…you know it.

The thing most people seem to have difficulty with is explaining a particular reality to someone else. Especially if you and/or the person you are wanting to relate to are in a big fucking hurry. Not to suggest that “real” is always some inherently complex something, but at the same time…yeah…both real and unreal things seem to be pretty fucking complex. Wait, I’m supposed to be talking about signals, signal hijackings and signal hijackings being hijacked.

Our commitments to racial equity

Now, not that I know anything about anything, but a quick read of that makes certain words seem redundantly redundant:

  • 1754 words;
  • “black” is used 46 times;
  • “google” is used 40 times.

Keyword Density

Let us see what the professionals have to say about “keyword density” in this particular writing.

SmallSEOTools-KEYWORD DENSITY CHECKER

If I post the link to the Google CEO blogpost into SmallSEOTools’ keyword density checker, it tells me that my reading of the article may have been correct in detecting certain things being packed into this writing:

  • “black” has a frequency of 43 and a density of 7.76%;
  • “google” has a frequency of 33 and a density of 5.96%;
  • “work” has a frequency of 25 and a density of 4.51%;
  • “product” has a frequency of 18 and a density of 3.25%;
  • “googler” has a frequency of 16 and a density of 2.89%.

What does all that mean? Welp, if you want “real”, you may or may not find it in the Google CEO blogpost. Kinda depends on what you are looking for and maybe why. What you are going to do with the information? Some people may be trying to hijack things for their own purposes, maybe not. Most things are typically quite obvious with the benefit of hindsight, and if ever there was a year to focus on hindsight and what it is, 2020 is likely the year to do that. Me? I love my vision, but prolly a good idea to be aware of your other senses too. And speaking of being aware, I need to toss this back over to Roob.

Smell ya later.

^a split second “arsenic on the rocks”^
ROOB

I saw the Knights Templar cross make a brief appearance in the video, and something similar appeared in a field in Wiltshire, yesterday, but seen today in the smoking Red universe of Merovee…

Clicky posts PA horns on Merovee

*Yes, I know you agree with Cade, Clicky… /stubs butt… Broadcasting is certainly a sync…*

In fact, there is so much to unpack in that second installment, from a puppet lecturing on invisible puppet masters…

… And the whole fly swatting thing…

*Yes, I saw what you did with your Song choice, Clicky. Tho’ I think you’ll find that’s a Monster spatula… /smirks… Still plenty of horns…*

… That syncs with a particular post here at the LoL. Not so much for fly swatting as ‘submit for spanking’, the name of a gif in the post that attracts a disproportionate number of  visitors from the Middle Easter. I can only wonder at how disappointed those Dear Readers are when they land that post, whilst busily swatting at their flies…

submit for spanking

*That’s the one, Clicky… /scrolls through post… Oh look, Canada is in it and Keith Palmer…*

*Does the pattern on the railing look kinda Templar cross shaped to you Clicky? …/rubs eyes… And is it me, or is that memorial Tardis shaped?*

*OMG! …/covers open mouth with hand… I just remembered the Afterword poem I mutilated for Underdog Anthology II…*

I need a drink. Your turn, Cade…

CADE

Wax trax just took on a whole other meaning. A two-pronged attack on the furry fuzz bivouacked in the crux of the back crack . Yeesh. Must be true love to go through all that. Digress.

And “neutrons leaving the nucleus of an atom” really was my first thought when I saw that crop circle. Also thought about ion-channels. No idea what any of that may mean tho’, other than the obvious “people with too much time on their hands” types of associations. Digress further.

A lot of this stuff in the videos we’ve already talked about in private so I’m trying to address anything that maybe we didn’t talk about (which ain’t much), but seeing as how “insidious” is suddenly on the menu…

Here’s Why Radio Stations Always Start With a ‘K’ or ‘W’

When they mentioned in the Max Headroom video that “WGN” means “World’s Greatest Newspaper”, and also that “WTTW” means “Windows To The World”, that’s kindof a misnomer. The “W” really doesn’t mean anything other than it denotes a US broadcast station. The licensee can brand it, but it really doesn’t mean anything outside of it’s original intent, nor should it because 1) it causes confusion, and 2) they are a licensee, not the owner. The owner is the US Government (vis-a-vis…the citizenry). Why is this important? Hijacking. We’re talking hijacking here, and there are some subtleties underlying these romanticisms about institutions that seem to point back to the notion(s) of “too big to fail”. Did I lose you?

Heartstrings may sometimes allow for fudging, flexibility and forgiveness where none should actually be given. Exceptions made, precedents set, new paradigms formed, and applicability only for a select few. Could be creating a managerial and logistical nightmare for regulatory agencies down the road. Someone wanted a monopoly on the letter “W” and its meaning, and someone gave it to them, perhaps without realizing what it was they were doing. Now it comes down to whether or not to honor the “mistake”.

BTW, I went and watched the “raw” videos just to maybe get a more-clear picture of what it is I’m supposed to be seeing. The flyswatter is epically cringeworthy. For me it is anyway. Butt…that’s water under the bridge.

^The Revolting Cocks – Union Carbide^

Lots of seemingly insidious shit floating around. But really, is that anything new?

Maybe there’s more to “woke” than just and only pointing out what’s broke.

Maybe there’s more to “the spiritual path” than just and only clever math.

Maybe there’s more to “ascension” that just and only pretension.

Maybe there’s more to “spiritual awakening” than just and only finding a word that rhymes with awakening.

😛

^TOPPOP: Brian Eno – Seven Deadly Finns^
ROOB

Thanks Cade, I had wondered about the origins of W or K prefixing of US radio station names. So, it goes: commercial, military, military, commercial?
Wank for peace

*Ooh that nipple ring, is similar in shape to the crop circle, Clicky… /lights up… Prince Albert, Public Address… /drags… Personal Assistant… /plumes cloud of smoke… You know, the first story I ever wrote as an adult was for the first Underdog Anthology. Its aboot a PA, on her knees, receiving demonic cumming…*

*True! And social distancing is integral to the plot of the story…*

Cade shows Roob the compass

*Yes! Cade did spot a masonic compass next to the Tardis shaped Palmer memorial and pissing man, just in front of the Templar cross railings… /drags…*

fuzzy pom pom mirror

*In a mirror, left is right and right is left… /streams smoke… I’m still fuzzy as to what’s so bad about being illuminated, Clicky…*

Especially when a pyramid is used to close all the Professor Bulwer Smythe’s vids…*

I’ve not seen the Max Headroom movie and I didn’t watch the TV show back in the day. But for me, ‘max headroom’ reeks of memory storage and increased consciousness, à la David Lynch’s explanation…

*LoL… /smokes…*

I’m spent. Cade’s turn…

CADE 

I’m not Clicky (as far as I know) so I’m not attempting to answer Clicky’s question, but your comment about illumination and what’s wrong with it? ‘Tis an interesting thought. Especially in this vein of “AI” thinking we’re doing.

Illumination isn’t just and only “knowing”, but knowing sure is painful sometimes. Knowing can even be specifically designed to be painful. You were not aware that your father was shooting heroin, you were not aware your wife was banging several of your co-workers, you were not aware your kids was failing in school, you were not aware that strange spot on your left cheek was Merkel cell carcinoma…someone illuminates you to these facts….BOOM! Pain.

What we do with this information from there? More pain could be on the way. Prolly important that we also address “what’s right with illumination”, but even that is going to have a lot of negatives associated with it. Signs? Symbols? Wonders? Magical and mysterious things? Loads of these things are going to be associated with “the devil” and chalked up as evil right out of the gate. These could be pivotal moments in time for us with respect to the current established order of our lives.

Pump Up The Volume (Film)

What I’m mainly thinking about here is how AI obtains and processes information. And especially the information we feed it + what we may tell an AI to do with that information. How we as the masters “control”, and what kind(s) of pain our decision-making may bring this and these AI(s). “We” are the creators, which means “we” are the masters, which means “we” call the shots irrespective of the feelings of those we control. Kindof a weird bunch of thoughts to be having on the 155th anniversary of Juneteenth.

HEY! And whilst we are on the topic of signals, sending signals, and also intercepting/hijacking/pirating signals, did you know that Rush released a new video this week for their song The Spirit Of Radio? Pirate Radio features in the video, lots of radio personalities and/or DJs also feature in the video, which also means lots of detached and faceless voices blasting their way into your life and your lives. What do detached voices have to do with AI, slavery, mysticism, illumination and all kinds of similarly and dissimilarly related things? I dunno…you’re the smart one…you figure it out.

^Finitribe – Monster In The House (1990)^

When I first bumbled into this current “awakening” incarnation back in 2007/2008, one of the big ideas was that we humans were a slave race created by the Illimanunakinaughty.

Actually, the Anunnaki are the alien race that supposedly created us, but the Anunnaki seem to also be related to and/or associated the Illuminati, so I personally concatenated the two, then added my own flair since both parties are typically chalked up as evil. The concept of us being a slave race really isn’t that much of a stretch, and seems to have come into the public consciousness around the time of the film Stargate. Stargate relies heavily upon Ancient Egypt as a plot device, and speaking of films utilizing antiquity as plot devices, a somewhat related tweet awaited me when I woke this morning…

In the film Alien, Ian Holm played Ash, an android, and likely the creepiest AI since HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Oddessey. But it occurs to me that both Ash and HAL share a common trait in that they were both instructed by “the company” to lie and/or kill, with no clearly defined parameters as to exactly how. Only the mission is important, and once the rules go out the fucking window due to fear of failure, everything goes to shit…nothing goes to plan…lots of people die…lots of residual pain(s)…all because of, illumination.

Anyway, Ian Holm is a great actor, I personally remember him most as Napoleon Bonaparte from Time Bandits, Ash from Alien, Professor Fitz from The Aviator, and the priest Vito Cornelius from The Fifth Element. Vito Cornelius…a priest from an ancient secret order warning of The Great Evil’s return, in a time where a “black” President is in office, and the whole thing centers around a temple in Egypt. And you know what just occurred to me? I don’t think “social distancing” is represented anywhere in the film The Fifth Element. Quite the opposite actually. I think at one point, the President mentions there are 200 billion citizens on Earth.

Ian Holm was also in Brazil tho’. Seems like there was quite a bit of “social distancing” in the film Brazil. There was all kinds of distancing in the film Brazil.

“Come together, and experience safely, from your own designated area.”

We appear to be figuring out “how to do it”, without actually doing much of anything.

Roob…I toss it back over to you and Clicky, and I leave the reader with a video that will maybe provide some insight into the post-modern idealism of the 1980’s, and maybe also how that relates to today and/or today’s world.

And, I’d also like to give a shoutout to my Uncle Richard, Aunt Charlotte, and Big John. I think about ya’ll a lot, you’re never far from my mind, and always in my heart.

^CYBERPUNK DOCUMENTARY (All 5 parts)^
ROOB

sock puppet

*Yeah, the Rush video is cool. Reminds of A-Ha…*

I have to say I am less convinced by the argument made for the first pillar of the Professor’s theory. Shady ethics and corporate marketing? Seriously?

* /rolls eyes… The Professor needs to watch that, Clicky, for the bigger picture of  shady practices used by government, business and scientific entities in order to sell the public on an idea… /final drag… Buy their product…*

“Drink Coca-Cola”

Coca-Cola saw sales rise 57.7% following James Vickery’s subliminal messaging, where as popcorn sales rose only 18.1%…

“Hungry? Buy Popcorn”

Subliminal message buy or try popcorn

*He definitely says ‘buy’… /stubs butt… Hmm…*

Maybe the difference can be accounted for by the simplicity of the first message, whereas the second message is far more complex, being as it is preceded by a question: ‘Hungry?’…

*I saw a ‘DO NOT QUESTION AUTHORITY’ subliminal message in there, Clicky, but nary a question mark in sight…*

There are a ton of answers for a question such as ‘Hungry?’ Asking a question of a viewer through subliminal messaging is not the same as giving them a simple command to act upon. Asking a question prompts thinking and not, mindless action. I’m not saying there isn’t anything to subliminal messaging, just that this particular tranche of the Professor’s argument is weak. I mean, what movie were the subject audience watching?

As for hypnosis? There’s a reason why people respond to hypnosis…

And with that, I’ll now pass you back to Cade.

CADE

Roob, you’re right on track with some of the things that I too thought about with respect to a lot of the ground we are covering, a lot of the ground Professor Blue-Hand covered, and especially the bits regarding subliminal anything.

Pigeonholing

Pigeonhole Principle

Pigeonhole Sort

Blacklisting

Nexting

Nexting

Doxing

Exile

Our bodies seem to disapprove of intruders of all kinds. If a something exists within a certain more or less known framework (our bodies), and that framework cannot figure out what that something is doing there, the framework is likely to start asking questions. Begin an interrogative process to figure out what this something is doing there, and what, if anything, needs to be done about it. Adaptive systems which sometimes know exactly how to react (intruders and foreign objects of known quantities) sometimes don’t know how to react (new organisms or maybe new materials,) and sometimes may even be prohibited from acting due to outside influences.

Nonsteroidal Anti-Inflammatory Drug (NSAID)

Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor (SSRI)

Beta Blocker

Lobotomy

Gastric Bypass Surgery

Mask

Echolocation Jamming

Thought Blocking

Tangential Speech

Asperger Syndrome

Autism

Firewall

Antivirus Software

Dazzle Camouflage

Discworld (Redirected from Stealth philosophy)

Stealth

Identification Friend Or Foe (IFF)

Password

Secret Handshake

Interrogation

Millimeter Wave Shielding

Amulet

Naivety

Safe Space

Sorry Roob, but I’ve run long in thinking of disrupters and shieldings within the context of a body being able to locate and identify “pirate signals”. And in this case, the “pirate signal” being messages received by the body, when the body either doesn’t know or maybe doesn’t understand these messages and their origins…let alone their meaning(s). Just wondering aloud some thoughts I’ve had regarding humans developing immunities to…pirate signals/hijacked communications.

BTW, correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that “Safe Space” symbol almost identical to the symbol in the Trump ad Facebook just removed for being “a Nazi hate symbol”?

Yeah, the Trump one has a square around the triangle, the Safe Space has a circle around the triangle, and the colors are different, but they both have colored triangles encapsulated in other shapes, and the triangles are oriented the same. Weird.

^Course of Empire – Cosmic Dancer^

Oh…one last thought when thinking about the peculiarities of an entity being able to encounter and understand new things. You know what AI is never given? What accommodation never seems to be afforded Artificial Intelligence(s)? Leisure time. Time off. Breaks. Respite. Convalescence. If the machine is powered on, it fucking well better be working, and it best be working in top form…or else.

24/7/365 – no deviance from the established, no rests written into the score, and no recitatives for this songbird.

Sing to me songbird…sing to me.

Sounds like hell.

Back to you Roob.

^The Smiths Asleep^
ROOB

Did you catch the wave, above? 😉

Finally, we get to the ’11’ of the 911 hack attack in Chicago in 1987 and Doctor Who… Who else?

*I recognise the Sontarans, Clicky, but what happened to the Rutans? …/lights up and smokes…*

‘The creature then stalks down and kills the others in the lighthouse. Vince dies first, then Adelaide. With its presence now revealed, the alien sheds its disguise: revealing itself to be a Rutan, the hereditary enemies of the Sontarans, a green blob-like amphibious life form, whose scout ship crash landed in the sea and is trying to summon its mother ship. With the Rutans losing the war against the Sontarans, they plan to turn Earth into a base for its strategic position, which will allow them to launch a counterattack. However, once the Sontarans find the planet, it will become subject to a photonic bombardment, taking countless human lives.

‘The Doctor modifies a weapon to destroy the alien. The Doctor and Skinsale retrieve diamonds from Palmerdale’s body belt to use the weapon, but Skinsale is killed by the Rutan in the process. The Doctor uses the diamonds as a focus for the electric lighthouse beam to convert it into a high-energy laser by which he destroys the Rutan mother ship. Disobeying the Doctor, Leela watches the laser destroy the ship and is momentarily blinded, and as a side effect the blinding flash turns Leela’s eyes from brown to blue. The Doctor quotes Wilfrid Wilson Gibson’s poem Flannan Isle as they leave.’

*Of course! Ruth Clayton, a.k.a. The ‘Black’ Doctor, smashed the lighthouse light, its illuminator, in order to ‘wake up’ and inhabit her real identity… /shakes head… I did not see that coming…*

“Though three men dwell on Flannan Isle
To keep the lamp alight,
As we steer’d under the lee, we caught
No glimmer through the night.”

A passing ship at dawn had brought
The news; and quickly we set sail,
To find out what strange thing might ail
The keepers of the deep-sea light.

*Spooky…*

*Pharmers… /grimaces…*

And now for the final video in the Professor Bulwer Smythe’s Max Headroom series… “so far…” 😉 I hand you over to Cade…

CADE

Wait…I’m supposed to be writing about each individual video? Bloops! I’ve been giving my overall impressions on all the videos we watched, and not really a detailed analysis, let alone a detailed analysis of each individual video. Erm…lemme do this, Imma start watching the final part, get to a stopping point, and I’ll give some thoughts on what I see.

PAUSED!!! @ 1:04 into the “Synchro-Vox” episode. Part 6 or whatever.

They start off by talking about personalities and how they develop, mention the book “I Am A Strange Loop” by Douglas Hofstadter, then use an example from the comic-strip Peanuts to make the case for static vs dynamic personality modeling. For those unfamiliar with the comic, one of the running gags is Lucy holding an American football for Charlie Brown to kick, she always convinces him to try to kick the ball, he is always skeptical, she always convinces him that this time will be different, Lucy ALWAYS pulls the ball away just as Charlie Brown is about to kick the ball, and he always goes flying and winds up flat on his back. In the video example, Lucy “swears on her mother’s grave” that she will not pull the ball away, the video goes on to talk about memory being a predictive indicator, but then only uses Charlie Brown as a reference “in one’s own head” as to the outcome.

I find this odd because Charlie Brown is not the only dynamic in this “predictive indicator”, and Charlie Brown is actually only half of the equation.

Q: Why has Lucy been excluded from the equation as a predictive indicator?

A: Is it because shes….*gasp*female?!?!!??

We are one of three parties involved in this dynamic, and really the fourth when you take the author of Peanuts into consideration. We can now reduce the dynamic to only two parties…the reader, and the author. The author is speaking to me, they are using the Lucy/football/Charlie Brown dynamic to communicate with me, and since this is a running gag, yes, we already know the outcome irrespective of the dialogue between Lucy and Chuck in the panes of the comic-strip. The author is talking to the reader, doing so via familiar characters and familiar situations, and the reader is listening. But to further explore “this static dynamic” a bit of Lucy, Charlie Brown and the football…

Q: What about new readers?

A: ??? there’s nothing new…it’s just new to you ¿¿¿

One could argue that everything dynamic is actually a static something that is not yet well understood by an individual or a group of individuals. As a new reader to Peanuts, you are unaware of the ongoing football feud between Lucy and Charlie Brown, and so as you continue reading, you hold out hope that “someday, Charlie Brown will indeed kick that football because Lucy will not pull it away”. So, you read on with starry eyes towards a better day that will never come because the creator has designed it that way. Lucy will always, always, pull that football away. Charlie Brown will never, ever, kick that football. This brings up yet another interesting question…

Q: Is it the end-result that matters, or is the interaction between the two parties of Lucy van Pelt and Charlie Brown what matters?

A: ???

One could argue that maybe we sometimes stress the outcome of a particular situation instead of relishing the events of the journey as we travel. Not to mention, the fact that Lucy can always be counted on to pull the ball away, the fact that Charlie Brown will always try and kick the football…Jesus…talk about stable people in a stable relationship. Lucy and Chuck are godlike in this regard (all thanks to Charles M. Shulz).

PEANUTS FOOTBALL GAG SPOILERS!!!

Thanks for the ride Roob. This was fun. Educational. Mind-altering. Soul-enlightening. A tad rough on the fingers and the carpal-tunnel, but its been well worth it 🙂

^G&S – Sonic 25th Anniversary Medley^
ROOB

Thank you, Cade ❤

*Chicago rhymes with Clutch Cargo… /thinks… I’ll annoy…*

Really, you should see for yourself what the puppet professor with a third eye is dissecting and presenting in this series. There is another, and final episode promised. Maybe Bulwerk Smythe will include his take on:

  • Chuck “Frickin’ Liberal” Swirsky – a Canadian;
  • “Oh, Jesus!” – anagram of ‘use josh’;
  • The dildo he takes off his finger, drops to the floor, then holds in his mouth;
  • “My files!” – anagram of ‘my flies’;
  • Max’s accomplice, the filly presumably moving the tin background behind him when not whacking his buttocks with a fly swatter.

If this incident is as import-…

tv interference
P.S. From Cade – Roob, there’s one thing I thought about through the whole of this adventure, but neglected to get around to it. Primarily, data and data interpretation. One could argue that the numbers on subliminal advertising are wildly erratic due to improper interpretation of the results. Maybe even due to inaccurate reporting of the findings due to…erm…some underlying agenda. Needing the numbers to say something that the research doesn’t actually support. But I would think, that with subliminal messaging, someone is likely to pick up the mantle at some point, point out that the data was not being properly analyzed due to the science not being fully understood, modeling techniques are much better now, computer systems give us new insight, and soon you’ve got a whole wave of new converts with dollar signs in their eyes looking at your old subversive advertising bandwagon made shiny new.

Another thing that appears to be overlooked is that we are cyclical beings who live in a cyclic environment on a cyclical planet that is teaming with rhythms of all kinds and types. Looking for a single steady tone within a symphony of noise and noises that we do not understand seems at times…absurd. But, I guess that’s kinda maybe part of what makes us human. Chase the impossible /shrug

To me, that’s kinda what this whole series of videos was about. Looking at old things with new eyes in order to see something that others in the past likely missed. And not to sound dire or anything, but I see a problem in that. New eyes being hypnotized by an old spell that is still working its magic, yet no one seems to see the spell that is actually being cast. To relate, some thoughts regarding the past and its ability to rear its head when the details surrounding a something become clouded or lost in time.

The Radium Girls

Someday, Radium’s past will possibly be forgotten, and again is likely to be touted as the new big thing as people stare amazed at its glowy properties. Some things, the glowy bits aren’t so immediately obvious. Like lithium. And asbestos. And uranium. And cocaine. And mercury. And lead. And plastic(s). And polytetrafluoroethylene. And polychlorinated biphenyl. And the Atkins diet. And on and on…you get the picture.

Snake oil

Snake…coil

Hrm

-cade

tv interference

*******

And that, Dear Reader, is that for this epic post. Well done. We’re glad you made it to the bottom of the pile on, and hope you enjoyed reading it as much as Cade Fon Apollyon and I enjoyed creating it…

*I’m not Missying you out at all, Clicky… /pats snout… You’re integral…*

*Blue sky thinking, sweetie. Now fetch us a Song to close on. Ta V much…*

… Feel free to stop a while and peruse some the other posts  at the LoL. Or not. Like most things in life, you are in charge of the decisions that you make. You have that power.

Have a Song 😀

CLICK5: Hotel, Hostage, Hostile… *ghos-ti-

CLICK5: Existential Charley Hoarse, Obs.

Missive From ‘Merica: The Devotion Notion

On Tuesday evening, Dear Reader, Cade Fon Apollyon and I remote viewed Martin Scorsese’s insanely brilliant movie, The King of Comedy, together…

Bernhard Black KOC

*Itsa black comedy, Clicky… /lights up… About a group of crazy fuckers…

*/drags… sleb an’ self-obsessed…*

nietzsche insanity obervation

*Oh, they were completely full of it…*

*No, Clicky! …/coughs out smoke…*

devotion (n.)

c. 1200, devocioun, “profound religious emotion, awe, reverence,” from Old French devocion “devotion, piety” and directly from Latin devotionem (nominative devotio), noun of action from past-participle stem of devovere “dedicate by a vow, sacrifice oneself, promise solemnly,” from de “down, away” (see de-) + vovere “to vow” (see vow (n.)). From late 14c. as “an act of religious worship, a religious exercise” (now usually devotions).

In ancient Latin, “act of consecrating by a vow,” also “loyalty, fealty, allegiance;” in Church Latin, “devotion to God, piety.” The application to secular situations came to English via Italian and French; sense of “act of setting apart or consecrating” is from c. 1500.

*Gawd, I hope the little mite is thinking, ‘Mum, you’re a cunt’…*

*Itsan ever-present fear, Clicky… /nods head gravely…*

… And I was thinking about writing a post about it, Dear Reader, but fortunately for all of us, Cade has come to the rescue with a new missive. Have fun…

 *Noted…*

… But don’t go crazy. Enjoy! 😀

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I’ve got my thigh on you.

rawr
^devji देवजीे उदल लाडी देवो तो remix Udal lade Devo to new Raju rawal 2020 song remix 2020 Rajasthani^

I’ve got my thighs on you.

rawrz

I got my highs on you.

rawrzzzzz

Guys (males) are prolly reading this and are like…”dude…what the fuck?”

lolz
^Two Door Cinema Club – Bad Decisions (Devo Remix)^

You found something. Obviously something that someone threw away, but for some reason, you found it. Was prolly an old and busted piece of garbage to whomever tossed it, but it’s brand-spanking new to you. Your eyes sparkle with hope: this new something contains a deep well of possibilities. You weren’t even looking for it, yet there it was.

What a joy, eh? 

Yeah, you’re baffled as to why someone wouldn’t want this, but that kinda makes things all the more sweet. You see something in this castaway that someone else could not see. Maybe I can make you feel comfortable in your own skin. Accept you as you are. Maybe not.

/shrug
^Alberto Bof – Rachmaninov: Vespers Bogoroditse Devo (All-Night Vigil) – Alberto Bof Remix^

Speaking of skin, your lower legs feel like you are wearing socks. Only problem is, you aren’t wearing socks, you never wear high socks, and you haven’t worn socks of any kind in ages. You also have these weird feelings in your back. One second, things feel normal, the next second, your back feels like...it feels? Like, when things were normal you felt nothing, and then all of a sudden you could feel your back even tho there’s no stimulus. You aren’t wearing a shirt, no one is touching you, it’s not windy, yet you can feel the entirety of your back.

Sometimes too, it almost feels like everything underneath your skin is, erm, sliding around. Maybe even feels like there’s another you squirming around inside of and just under…you. Something strange going on there for sure. One minute your feet and toes are there, the next minute, gone. I can only wonder what is going on in there.

^BATTLE OF THE TAPES: SCOTCH, SHIPPING, AND DUCT VS [PSORIASIS, PICKING, PEELING]^

We aren’t our outsides, are we? Outsides, insides, all-the-way-though-sides…we have a lot of sides. What I kinda have wondered for a while is how some of our bodies handle the wet/dry/wet/dry cycles on the outside. We’re wet on the inside, but for the most part dry on the outside.

So what happens when we shower and take baths and stuff. Nevermind all the products we use in the name of hygiene, we seem to be obsessed with picking, pulling, prodding, poking, polishing, buffing, squishing, scrubbing, sanitizing, hydrating and rubbing the living shit out of our outer shells. And often. Products, products, products and more products coming out of our fucking ears, and still it’s not enough.

Time to call on the professionals
^MASSIVE DEAD WART REMOVAL (this kid’s a stud) | Dr. Paul^

Going without might be something to try. Fast for a bit. Let your body try and find itself for a bit. It’s a scary thought, I know. Been there, done that. And it’s tough to do considering the society we live in. Lotta social pressures on you to look nice and smell terrific, and you gotta do this 24/7. But a “repair” in one area has to have a knock-on effect, yeah? Your formerly scabby looking knees’ skin looks sweet now, but whatever mighta been behind it looking like that in the first place is maybe still there. Not to mention that your new knees are going to have to integrate and all the surrounding stuff is going to have to adapt to these changes. Just thinking aloud a bit as to why things appear, you have them removed, and they return.

Q: After some change, what’s the one thing that remains?

A: You

Not suggesting that change isn’t possible, But changes based on changes? Like, there was a change, you didn’t like the change, so you had the change changed?

Seems...a bit loopy
^DJ Jazzy Jeff, Peter Piper Routine^

There are all kinds of roadmaps for informing us as to what our present form(s) can and cannot endure.

EX 01: Your best friend gets attacked and eaten by a Leopard. It may become clear that a Leopard attack cannot be endured.

EX 02: You get caught out in the rain, and you do not melt or suffer any other ill effects. It may become clear that being rained on can be endured.

EX 03: Your new best friend gets attacked by an alligator and their arm is ripped off, but they survive the attack. It may become clear that some alligator attacks can be endured.

EX: 04: You go to McDonald’s, eat two Big Macs in a single sitting, and don’t immediately die of a heart-attack. It may become clear that “fast food” can be endured.

EX 05: Your new best friend commits suicide six months after the alligator attack because he lost his job, no one else would hire him, his girlfriend dumped him, and all women look at him like a freak now that he only had one arm. It may become clear that some alligator attacks can only be endured for so long.

EX 06: You line the backyard of your home with Oleander bushes. Your family dog, intrigued by these new plants, eats parts of some of them and dies, all because you were unaware that Oleander is toxic. You may decide that some landscaping flora can be endured, and some landscaping flora cannot be endured.

EX 07: Your new new best friend is studying to be a pyrotechnician, decides to mix some flash powder on a cold and dry January day, and blows himself into chunks. You may decide that mixing certain pyrotechnic compositions in low-humidity environments is unlikely to be endurable.

EX 08: You’re depressed at losing three friends and your dog, depressed that you had to rip up all those Oleander bushes, decide to drown your sorrows in a bottle of Jack Daniel’s Old No.7 Tennessee Whiskey, take a sip, and wince in repulsion. You may decide that some things can be endured without the assistance of that nasty shit.

Yep, all kinds of stuff out there which act as indicators as to what your form maybe can and cannot endure. Lucky for you, that road is paved with the blood of others. Are you giving them their due by paying attention? More than that, are you paying attention to the correct things? More than more than that/those, are you looking at the correct and incorrect things in the correct ways? Abjective? Objective? Subjective? All of those?

What a mess
^Whip It Devo (Philip Steir Remix)^

Kinda at odds with a lot of things. Not trying a something because someone else failed.

If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.

Quitters never win, winners never quit.

Get (insert need/want here) or die trying.

Do or die.

Never give up, never surrender.

It’s like a throbbing clusterfuck of a cliche clash. Weird when cliches are at odds. Maybe one of the tricks is to live long enough to see where certain cliches are and are not applicable. Survival is the goal of life, yeah? And yes, I’m thinking about the lockdown plus all the shenanigans that went on prior to, during, and now after.

Divisions

Exposing them. Yeah, the hidden ones. The ones that are rumored to be there, but supposedly no one has actually seen them. There’s no “real” proof they exist. But now that the divisions are exposed, they’re likely to multiply. Dividing…divisions…to multiply…divisions.

Sounds conspiratorial
^Flip It! – Multiplying Fractions Jingle (Devo Remix)^

Not being a joke. Of all the items on my list of “things not to be”, “a joke” is not on there. That’s me and my own list tho’.

Digress

The guy is pretty good, the music ain’t so hot, so overall the whole thing is kinda mediocre. Still, the “I ain’t no joke” at the end was a shade strange. Flexing I guess. I told you I could do it, I did it, and now I’m telling you that you got told.

^Devo – Crypt YouTube Cypher Vol. 3 Remix^

Was digging for Devo remixes because Devo keep appearing on my radar for some reason, and now I’m stumbling across some weird shit.

^DEVO – “Who Run It” Remix^

So far all these dudes appear to be fairly good at rapping/rhyming, but the music kinda sucks. Really, completely and totally sucks. Makes me wonder about the nature of flow within Hip Hop. How music and lyrics mesh outside of a beat or tempo. Rhyming isn’t easy, rapping isn’t easy, so once you get that down, you pretty much just need a beat to layer your vocals on. If your lyrics are scary fronting kinds of shiz, you’re gonna want something scary and/or dramatic for the music. Prolly why this next one seems to rip John Carpenter’s Halloween Theme. Which is extra weird because the picture is of someone wearing a Jason Voorhees hockey mask from Friday The 13th series.

Killaz
^King Devo – Computers (Remix)^

Speaking of killaz and killers, all kinds of music been killin’ it all over the killer map for a long time.

^Killers (2015 Remaster)^

When the shit hit the fan, we were all in it together as this great equalizer was descending upon us. Now? Two plus months later?

rofl...every (wo)man for themselves

On a side note: DUDE! TURN YOUR GODDAMN AIR CONDITIONER OFF BEFORE MAKING AN OUTDOOR DEVOTIONAL VIDEO!!! IT’S MARCH!!! WTF IS YOUR AIR CONDITIONER EVEN DOING ON?!?!?!? YOU IN FLORIDA OR SOMETHING?!?!?

^Daily Devo…Remix^
Some hair hurts

Why Do I Have Scalp Pain When Moving My Hair?

Here’s Why Your Hair and Scalp Hurts Sometimes

So yeah, take a break. Taking a break is a-ok. Unless of course you are the US Senate and you’ve been sitting for weeks on the bill that would provide for another round of relief payments. One way or another, people are gonna get what they want. Gives you another nice out tho’. Another reason to not provide another assistance check. The looters got theirs, everyone who stayed home and behaved is shit out of luck.

But yeah, breaks, they’re okay. Care for yourself by participating in self-care.

^Hindsight 2020 | Episode 4 | Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow^
Sync Books – Book Syncs - Book Syncs Sync Books
^Book Sync Battle!^

Skin is stretchy. Skin is elastic. Skin is kinda rigid. It’s flexy, but also has a kind of non-Newtonian fluid thing going on sometimes.

Q: Is it possible for skin to be stretched to maximum by migration of the connective tissues?

A: ??¿??

Maybe your skin feels tight because it is tight, but not because of the reason(s) you think it may be. Chaffing, seasonal changes, etc.. Just wondering what happens when the tension is such that the servo reaches the stop, and I’m thinking of this within the context of light/dark/red patches which may appear on the skin from time to time. Some of those things appear, and they never seem to go away.

On a completely unrelated note, there’s only one comment on the video below, but it’s a damn interesting one.

^Synchronicities and Synchromysticism | Chris Knowles^

Anyone know what Xenochrony is?

I don't

On a related note, the video below had 3,333 views when I first watched it just now. Is that a “sync”? Maybe a Xenosync seeing as how the concept of synchronicity is familiar to me, but this synchronistic instance is not familiar to me.

Foreign-ish
^Xenochrony #1^

Zrank Fappa appears to have played a part in the development of Xenochrony.

Xenochrony
Xeno
Xenu
Vishnu
Cronyism
Chrony
Cron
Diatonic And Chromatic
Sampling
Morphology
Derivative
Variability
Variation
Intellectual Property Infringement (Redirected from Intellectual property theft)
Clockwork

Heh heh…get it? Frank played…a part? Anyway, it’s a good business to be in. If you can’t steal the whole car? Take the wheels. Or maybe the radio.

^Devo-Clockout.wmv^

DEVO – EVOD – VODE – ODEV – DEVO

VEDO – EDOV – DOVE – OVED – VEDO

“Is your pussy looking like a flower? Are you tired of fucking with lame n1884z? Then you need some TLC, THC, Hennessy, and a good deep-dicking.”

^Vedo – Girls Need Love (Summer Walker Remake)^

This video had 191 views when I first watched it.

May mean something, maybe not

Pro Tip: Closed Captions are available. Not that they’ll necessarily add any clarity.

^Devo fare nomi e cognomi (Presidente Conte Remix) – White_Glovese – Whitehousestudiosicily^

Upon first watching, this video had 940 views, 33 likes, 0 dislikes, they’re playing pool, throwing dice, and the dude has a 56 on his shirt.

May mean some things, maybe not

Guy is pretty good tho’. Talking a lot of the same old shit, but pretty good.

^Devo Lucciano – Drill Time Remix (Slim Jesus Remix)^

Out next selection had 250 views, 12 likes, 1 dislike, has 8 comments, all appear to be favorable, the video was posted on June 14th of 2019, and there appears to be a need to travel to Tennessee.

Again, pretty fucking good on the rhymes, and this one is prolly the best yet as far as the creative elements of the background. Not the ambient effects or even the music so much as a weird resonance in the song as an awareness for need of creative elements during the song itself. This becomes really apparent during the outtro.

^Devo Bux – (prod by bloc remix)^

We’ve arrived at a rather depressing video involving some kind of breakup which has 185 views, 0 likes, 1 dislike…

prolly from the ex

…0 comments, was published on December 20th of 2016, the video ID is YWhFIISK1zI, and the channel where the video is posted has 49 subscribers.

December 20, eh? My oldest was born on that date, and me and whatshername got married on December 19.

three years prior to his birth 

Me and her are divorced, and I’m currently on the lookout for a ex. Is there a connection here? Are there any connections here? The tune is about breakup and there appears to be children involved.

Another one to fall into the “not bad at all” category, save for the fact that the music is awful. The tempo is good, the beat is good, the idea of some light traditional instruments in a song with fat percussion is cool, but it doesn’t come together real well in this instance. Tried to look up the original One Direction tune History and give it a listen, but I got yet another of those stupid-assed “Sorry, there was an error licensing this video” errors.

Digress

In the end, I guess this one is akin to one of those Disclaimer Of Liability ads you see in the personal section of the classified ads.

“From this date forward, I am no longer responsible for any debts other than my own.”

“I will no longer be responsible for debts incurred by anyone other than myself.”

Information About Disclaimer of Liability in Community Property

They can run up the bills, and you are required to pay at least half.

Yeesh
^The Devo – “History” Remix^
-\- MOVIE REVIEW TIME -/-

The movie: Poltergeist – 1982 – Directed by Tobe Hooper (of Texas Chainsaw Massacre fame)

The review: Close Encounters with ghosts instead of aliens.

The extended review: I would imagine this was little more than a vehicle for domesticating and commercializing ideas in order to realize ET: The Extra-Terrestrial and sell it to a skeptical public. Close Encounters Of The Third Kind was pretty damn scary, and it still holds a bit of that scary edge for me personally. But this? There’s no wonder at all. No story. No reason. Just some lame looming idea of a family sharing space with corpses who are pissed that their headstones got swiped. The house getting invaded by fleas or roaches woulda been more scary.

Poltergeist seems to take the scariest bits from Amityville Horror, knock the rough bits off, surround them with shiny stuff, fill the direct participants with apathy disguised as ignorance and wonder, then sequence the events into some meaningless chronology onscreen. Every scene is going to contain something “spooky”, but the participants seem completely detached, and it makes me detach. If they don’t care, why the hell should I the viewer care? Like they’re caught out in the rain and wondering why they are getting wet. The scenes are long, the cuts are weird, I have not a clue what anyone is doing in any of them, and I honestly have no idea what story they were trying to tell except maybe Amityville comes to the burbs.

Tobe Hooper may have directed this piece of shit, but Steven Spielberg wrote it. So yeah, if you wanna see something of Spielberg’s that falls somewhere between Close Encounters and ET but has no aliens?

This movie is for you

Get ready to endure some of the worst acting you’ve ever seen tho. Somewhere between 1970’s sitcom and off-off-Broadway.

Interesting note – there’s a scene where Craig T. Nelson (the dad) is showing a home to some potential buyers. They are in the kitchen area of this home, and the kitchen is identical to the kitchen in Nelson’s own home, except one is green and the other is yellow. This brought back some memories of my own youth in that I grew up in a neighborhood like this. Cookie-cutter homes. Almost all of them are identical.

Now, if you aren’t American, you may not be aware that the 1970’s was a pretty hot time in the Cold War, and we Americans were fighting the dirty Communists. Strange that so much in this country called America was more or less the same, in a time when individualism was being touted as the only way to freedom.

Final review point(s): Not only does Poltergeist suck horrifically, it’s a hazard to anyone with epilepsy. But some of the special effects were pretty good considering the time.

^D.E.V.O X DoJa Cat “Say So” REMIXXED BY D.E.V.O🥀🗡^

Repetition…repetition…repetitioN

It's how we learn

repetitioN…repetition…Repetition

It's how we learn

repetition…RepetitioN…repetition

It's how we learn

repeTITion…repeTITion…repeTITion

Three tits...awesome
^Tetasinger – Devo Provare ( Emadj Remix )^

cYacFa

^Harper Simon – Berkeley Girl (feat Jena Malone) (Official)^

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*Is that your choice of Song to end on, Clicky? …/stubs butt… Can’t we have sumfin’ more, I dunno, more… poppy?*

*Yeah, that one! You get it and I’ll see to Dear Reader…*

Dear Reader, we hope you have enjoyed this Anglo American, human and inter-dimensional dolphin collaboration, and we look forward to seeing you at the LoL again, soon. Have a Song… ❤

*Hmm, now you mention it, Clicky, it’s less poppy… more rave… /lights up…*

Birthday Selfie With Click…

standing wave

*Oh hey, Clicky… /waves back… We ain’t gotta social distance, you daft dolphin, come ‘ere. Wot’s that you’ve got?*

*Jelly and eye screen? …/lights up… For my birthday? …/drags… Oh, fanks, Clicky…*

bumpy start

*No, I’m not feeling particularly blue… /plumes smoke… Though a lot people are… /shakes fist in rage… Damn you, Moros!*

CigaretteUse2019_50 state graphics_California

*California seems to be on a downward trend… /taps ash… Shame, considering the coronavirus avoids smokers like the… /drags… well, like the plague…*

abhorrent toad

*Ugh! …/streams smoke…*

abhorrent toad

 

*Agreed. Smokers ‘ave been made to social distance for fucking years, Clicky… /sighs…*

times arrow

*Oh, we’re definitely entering the.. /coughs… Fat End of the operation, Clicky…*

*She didn’t mention the fat shaming and the green energy peddle-power, Clicky… /sniffs…*

 

*Oh, the Surveillance State is already ‘ere…*

Romping Arse

*You got that right…*

Barking Frog Tweet

*No, what’s hidden behind the curtain, Clicky? …/final drag…*

*Smokers in the Blue universe already knows the benefits… /stubs butt… We’re at the sharp end, Clicky…*

pyramid

*I guess a mountain does look like a pyramid, and a pyramid looks like a wedge…*

*Mmm… have we got any jelly and ice cream, Clicky?*

I dunno

*Nevermind… /lights up…*

 

Doctors & Angels – Who Knew?

‘An apprentice butcher who is taught all aspects of the noble art has as much skill as a surgeon.’

*No, you’re an inter-dimensional, alien dolphin assistant, Clicky… /rolls eyes… Now assist me by getting a Song to start this shambles with. If you please…*

*Ooh, good choice. Thanks…*

Hello, Dear Reader, and welcome to Day 34 of lockdown at the LoL. Actually that’s not true – we’ve been open the whole time to visitors. This is a smoking area (see signage displayed to your left), and if there’s one thing to emerge from this time of pandemic, it’s that the Coronavirus appears to find smokers somewhat inhospitable…

*Take a looky… /lights up… Masked… /drags smoke into lungs… Full PPE..*

On Thursday evening, presumably after the ritual applause for the national religion…

*I know, the double standards on display are quite ridiculous…*

… there was a rare injection of humour on the telly…

*Catherine Tate is fab, Clicky… /grins… “Doin’ my Tik Toks”…*

… that got me thinking of another screen to screen conversation…

*Ha! …/flicks ash… Nightingale does shorthand… /blows smoke… Shorthanded…*

*Ooh, that is an icy blast…*

*/final drag… Don’t blink indeed, Clicky… /stubs butt… If you’re feeling Kubricky, Clicky, then ‘bleach’ is a ‘Shining’ word… /plumes smoke… Where are we with this shambles?*

*It was so sad how Donna Noble and the Doctor parted company…*

*Of course, their relationship was strictly platonic, Clicky…*

*Animated statues…*

*Little angels…*

*You know that they are still trying to exterminate smoking, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… You couldn’t make it up…*

Time to end this shambles, Dear Reader. Have a smoke and a Song…

 

 

Adventures In Remote Viewing: I See, You See…

Previously at the LoL

*You back from the park, Clicky? Good, I’m writing a post. You can help…*

Earlier today, Dear Reader, I had a comment caught in the Spam trap over in the Red universe of MEROVEE. I thought I’d take the opportunity to get a screengrab, so that you can see what I saw when I posted the comment: the bare bones, or the skeleton of it so to speak. Kinda like an X-Ray image…

Merovee Moderated

*Oh brilliant! Frank’s freed it… /lights up and smokes… Looks different in the flesh…*

It is true, Dear Reader: the Okie Text US Devil, Cade Fon Apollyon, and I are in the midst of remote viewing the fantastic Wes Cecil’s series of 16 talks on the His Story of Feel O’Sophie…

*Too fuckin’ right it’s epic, Clicky… /drags… I wonder what Cade makes of it…*

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I dunno if “the usual” will Doo here RooBee. If I segue into Brick Top’s speech from the movie ‘Snatch’ regarding the disposal of dead bodies utilizing pigs…

…and then try and explain how that thought connects to a Tweet regarding Tony The Tiger…

… and Netflix hero Joe Bling The Tiger Dude + his nemesis utilizing tigers to dispose of her allegedly murdered husband’s body?

…It might not make sense to anyone reading. Not to mention that 1) your own Tweet about hats is still buzzing around in my brain…

… and 2) Merovee Frank’s comment about fractals has me to thinking about utilizing less-liner, non-linear and perhaps even non-repeating geometric shapes for more accurately measuring speed(s) and distance(s).

Top all that off with the thought of Hillary Clinton potentially being tapped to be Joe Biden’s Vice-Presidential running mate?

… There’s some creepy shit going on. It’s really fucking with my ability to focus on thinking about why Dark Matter may sometimes coalesce into more dense concentrations, and sometimes disburse into less dense concentrations. More than that, pondering the recognizability of Dark Matter, as Dark Matter, when in various concentrations. Wondering what divisibility has to do with size/scale. And not to make this mess any more confusing, however…

Human Microbiome

Since we are contemplating what “light speed” really means to an object that is traveling at only 5 miles per hour, may as well bring up discrepancies in the measurements of time.

“More recent estimates, he noted, put the total number of human cells at anywhere from 15 trillion to 724 trillion, and the number of gut microbes at anywhere between 30 trillion and 400 trillion. Which gives a ratio that can best be expressed as ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.”

Source

Seems it could be anywhere from 45 trillion to 1.124 quadrillion, so to let’s just take a median-ish type thing and say our human body/bodies has 250 trillion microbial and microscopic thingies inside of each one of us, and let us think like an accountant might. Let’s think in terms of “man hours” with respect to aggregate:

250,000,000,000,000 seconds/per second;

250,000,000,000,000 / 60 = 4,166,666,666,666.6666666666666666667 minutes per second;

4,166,666,666,667 / 60 = 69,444,444,444.45 hours per second;

69,444,444,444 / 24 = 2,893,518,518,518.5 days per second;

2,893,518,518,518.5 / 365 = 7,927,447,995.9410958904109589041096 years per second;

7,927,447,995 / 100 = 79,274,479.95 centuries per second.

Now, the fact that my own body ticks off 79 million centuries per second is jarring enough. But if there are indeed close to 8 billion people on this planet?

79,274,479.95 centuries per second * 8,000,000,000 = 634,195,839,600,000,000

634+ quadrillion centuries tick off, every second, of every day, within humans alone, on this planet. That’s a lot of time, in almost no time at all.

^Gemini – Turn Me On [HD]^

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*I know! Maths!*

 

*Okay, but what do I do with that?*

*Ah, so like the D’OHists? …/stubs butt… Come on, I wanna finish this up so we can get back to listening to the next talk, Clicky…*

 

CLICK5: Potato, Pot Arto… */shrugs…*

CV Soldier In Training