Missive From ‘Merica: In The End…

Here we are then, Dear Reader, on the fifth and final stretch of Cade’s bloody, messy missive…

my favourite

*What, just this post or the whole missive, Clicky?*

chicken

*Ha! Yeah, cooked Apollyon-style…*

always sufficient flamethrower

… And if you’ve not had a chance to read parts one, two, three or four yet, may we suggest you go have a look at them before attempting number five…

unbelievable

*I don’t know, Clicky, sum people like to start at the end…*

smoke gnos

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Today is now Monday the 17th of September 2018, and as soon as I woke this morning, I started thinking about how to create an atom of Gold (Au) using only three particles – one Proton, one Neutron, and one Electron.

So what I immediately starting thinking about was speed, which got me to thinking about light traveling as both wave and particle, I got to thinking about Neutrinos/Tachyons, The Particle Zoo, double-slit, gold-leaf, then started bouncing around through time a little bit to see if I could make 79 protons, 79 electrons and 118 neutrons and single atom using only 1 electron/proton/neutron.

I could.

I started thinking about the classic depictions of atoms, some of the newer models including some of the tinkering done with computing and text and the like, then added t(pfp)* to think about where and when a particle would need to be in order to appear to be in anywhere from 79 to 118 places at the same time, PLUS, all of the places that particle DIDN’T need to be in order to be where it needed to be.

In order to do THAT, I had to think about what creates mass in the first place, and I initially came up with (s*s) = m. Using the (Tachyon¹+Neutrino²(1))³ model, where two instances of the same particle are simultaneously moving at opposite/opposing speeds in the same place at the same time AND/OR at different places at different times, I got to thinking about The Big Bang, and how it may not have been the “explosion” that we think it was.

*t(pfp) = time¹ * ((past + future + present) = times) = time.

t¹ * t ³ = Tⁿ or (T∞)

  All times are infinite.

All angles are infinite.

  All speeds are infinite.

All distances are infinite, including the infinitely finite.

Observer, context, time = ∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞

Just making some mental notes 🙂
^George Benson: Give Me the Night (Official Video Remastered) HQ^

Anyway, I got to thinking about the dynamics that make it possible for matter to have mass, which got me to thinking about the dynamics that make it possible for matter to have no mass, and I wound up at a point that was ridiculously small, which was creating something ridiculously large, and I was bouncing back and forth in the space between. That got me to thinking about…energy.

Energy in the form of sound and light.
^Devo-Jerkin’ Back ‘n’ Forth (Highest Quality-Correct Speed)^

Stirring the pot…WWeeeeOOOOh…hOOOOeeeeeWW…top eht gnirritS

Meh, I’m gonna go work on some animated gifs to put all this shit in motion like I see it in my head, then I’ll post it on my own fucking blog instead of wearing poor Roob out.

😉 ❤

SAY!!! Did you know it’s been 33+ years since “We Are The World”?

Welp, now you know.

Just keep in mind, that if you were young when that song was recorded? Anyone born around the time that song was recorded is likely older now, than you were then. Even if you weren’t considered “young” then, you were certainly younger then, than now.

Just sayin'.
^USA for Africa – We are the World^

cYa | cFa

^Saint Behind The Glass – Los Lobos^

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perfect

*Um, not quite, Clicky…*

 

missive ending

*Well, you heard what he said, Clicky. Picture…*

weddings one floor down

Have a Song, Dear Reader… ❤

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Pen Ultimate…

pen

*Hmm, that’s more of a pencil than a pen, Clicky…*

aziz light mark

Continuing on from Part 3 of Cade’s latest missive, Dear Reader, we arrive at the penultimate post, and first glimpse of SoPi-L. Wait for it…

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This is heavy.

Overview – Heavy periods – NHS – UK

So what’s all this business about heavy blood and/or gravity, mass and motion affecting menstrual cycles? Welp, it’s been over two weeks since I wrote on this piece of shit, so let’s do some numbers, and let’s assume that there are 2,000,000,000 women on the planet who are capable of menstruation.

80ml x 2,000,000,000 = 160,000,000,000ml

160,000,000,000ml = 160,000,000 liters

160,000,000 liters = 42,267,528.3773 US Gallons

Now, it’s only been two weeks, so let’s us cut those numbers in half.

(no pun intended)

80,000,000 liters = 21,133,764.18865 US Gallons

21+ million gallons/80 million liters of blood has flowed from the no-no areas of women worldwide since I started pondering some thoughts about menstruation two weeks ago. I wonder what someone would be willing to pay for a source that produced those kinds of numbers every two weeks?

Am I grandstanding? Bullshit numbers to reinforce bullshit concepts? Or am I tossing around rough figures in order to better understand scope. I mean really, who sits around calculating the amount of menstrual blood being shed. In fact, who sits around and calculates any type(s) of blood being shed, irrespective of why/how?

Catch my drift?

I just calculated digit by digit, and there are 473.176473 milliliters in a pint.

Don't believe me?

Go to Google, search for “473.176473” without the quotes, then look at the first result. Some numbers are contextually unique.

Fine-Structure Constant

I forget, therefore I…I…I…um, I am sometimes forgetful.

I think, therefore I am capable of incapability.

I think I am anyway.

Maybe you are a better judge of that kind of thing.

/me shrugs
^Penguin Cafe Orchestra – Perpetuum Mobile^

Let’s bring it home.

How much does human blood weigh?

1.04 grams per cc.

80,000,000 liters = 80,000,000,000 cc’s

80,000,000,000 cc’s x 1.04 grams = 83,200,000,000 grams

83,200,000,000 grams = 83,200,000kg

83,200,000kg = 183,424,602.14 pounds

Can you imagine what a tick that weighed 183,424,602.14 pounds would look like? Or a leech? A parasite that large would need a host like Godzilla to feed off of. You’d need a fucking herd of Godzillas. King Kong would be nothing more than a snack. Sorry, just brainstorming for context.

^Patrick Street – Music for a Found Harmonium^

I almost regret my not having any regrets…

Almost.
^Bubbles – Bidibodi Bidibu [HQ]^
The Mad A Gas Star Effect.

Sunspot Solar Observatory will re-open this week

I mean, Madagascar Effect.

Pro-Tip: When doing any texting of any kind, if you always try and pretend that you are having a very difficult and/or uncomfortable conversation with someone that you really REALLY like and want to talk to, you aren’t as likely to get butt-hurt when you read something wrong, or there’s some other communication snafu/misunderstanding. This can have the added benefit of making any of the intentionally ugly stuff stand out like a sore thumb.

^Erik Satie – Once Upon A Time In Paris^

Has this thing gotten too long to introduce SoPi-L?

Welp, too fuckin' bad.


Meet SoPi-L

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saved

*’old your ‘orses, Clicky, we ain’t got to the end yet…*

fire fuelled

SoPi-L is explored in more depth, Dear Reader, in the fifth and final missive part, which can be seen HEAR… and have a Song 😉

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Middle Block…

middle block

*Eww gross, Clicky. You know sumtimes…*

Hot on the heels of Part 2, the third and middle part of Cade’s massive, messy missive is ready for your attention now, Dear Reader. Enjoy!

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I watched a movie called “The 33” today. I didn’t like it. I think I was expecting to meet them, get to know both them and those involved in the event(s) a bit, and maybe even learn a little about the events themselves. That didn’t happen.

^My Blue Heaven ….Esquivel^

Prophet       Nomad       Hero       Artist

This is a concept that someone I know talks about now and then. Something to do with turning. I understand the concept, and may even understand some of the concepts, but what I have trouble with is the overlap and the missing bits. But a premise in a Doctor Who episode that we watched recently kinda touched on a concept regarding resonance(s) and timbre(s) within DNA/genetics that smacked of destiny and predestination. Meaning, there was an attachment made at some point, this attachment was at the genetic level, and any offspring will carry the resonance of that attachment, which in turn leaves markers/tunnels/channels for a third-party to exploit for their own purposes as these genes are passed from generation to generation.

Q: Ever heard of hydrogen peroxide?

A: !!!

I guess there is all kinds of craziness that can produce an orphan.

^Little Joe & The Latinaires ♫ La LLorona Loca^

So here’s what I did with the aforementioned concept in order to better illustrate my thinking on the subject(s) of overlaps and omissions…

prior ->

Prophet Nomad Hero Artist

Nomad Hero Artist Prophet

Hero Artist Prophet Nomad

Artist Prophet Nomad Hero

Prophet Nomad Hero Artist

post <-

I’m not necessarily thinking about “people who don’t make the cut” or survival of the fittest. I’m thinking more of what we chalk up as chance. I’m thinking more multi-threading and multi-capable, and I’m also thinking about properties that have similarities and/or multifariousness that must exist to create a singularity.

EX1: I would imagine that a Nomad is likely to need to possess many of the same attributes as a Hero. They simply arrive at adversity in different ways, and handle adversity using different methods.

EX2: An artist would likely need to possess attributes of both a Hero AND a Nomad. Artistry of any kind tends to require both solitude and daring.

With that in mind, what ultimately makes us who we are?

I dunno either.

I guess it largely depends on who you are trying to impress.

^Papas -Mr. Loco (Nacho Libre Soundtrack)^

So what if all the Prophets for a given generation, die? Someone is going to have to pick up that slack. Nomads might be a good first choice since Nomads and Prophets seem to have a mutual need for solitude.

But hang on a second…what is a Prophet anyway? And for that matter, what in the fuck is a Nomad? Is what a Nomad was then, the same as what a Nomad is now? I mean fuck, there’s a biker gang here in the US called The Nomads. Are they somehow more Nomadic than other biker gangs just because they’ve got a clever name? Are biker gangs more Nomadic now than they were then, or less?

Does that matter?

Biker gangs aside, how far does one have to wander in order to be considered qualified for the title of Nomad? Who makes that determination, and when? Why are they qualified to make such a determination? Tough answers, require tough questions.

^The Cinematic Orchestra – Arrival of The Birds & Transformation^

I don’t get this at all. Did the teacher learn a lesson and his students paid the price?

^UCF Professor Richard Quinn accuses class of cheating [Original]^
I don't get this either.
^Most Outrageous Government Board Meeting EVER!!!^
But then...
^Carpentersville President Sarto yells and walks off job^

In these four episodes of Doctor Who that we watched, there were a lot of concepts addressed somewhat, and these concepts were themed throughout the episodes. Meaning, they were paid at least a moderate amount of attention during the episodes…all except one…randomness. Keep in mind that I’ve never watched Doctor Who before, and this was the first time that I’d seen these episodes.

Randomness was mentioned briefly in one of the four episodes, then dismissed. As far as I can recall, it was never addressed again, and I watched rather intently for it to reappear…

it did not.

It was as if the entire cast of players were looking for a playbook to follow step-by-step, found one, then decided that explosives and firearms was the way to solve all of their problems. Um…if you find some ancient book, what’s the likelihood of the authors having access to explosives of any kind at the time of writing? What is our connection to ancient peoples at all? Do we even have any?

^Bubble gum-Mr. LoCo^

This is a problem with time-travel. You are going to have to get rid of any notions you have about privacy, which means you are going to have to dump any notions you have about pride, freedom, choice, truth, dishonesty, deception and a host of other ego-pumping concepts. A time traveler who has free range backwards, forwards and to, can find out anything and everything they want to know about you. They have all the time in the Universe to see where you started, where you ended up, and everything that happened between.

Q: What if the time-traveler is not immortal?

A: How can you prove someone is immortal?
AA: There is no way.
AAA: Immortality appears to be a walk that simultaneously has the properties of never having started, and also never stops.

Loopholes to immortality aside, how can you knowingly be dishonest to someone who already knows the truth? Welp, best I can figure, is stay the fuck away from truth, and just be yourself. Remember, we are talking about more than one perspective here, and fact is not truth. You can study the shit out of someone’s CV, fact check and verify the shit out of it, but that is no indicator as to the relationship that you will have with this person. This is a new relationship afterall, and this pairing is a new dynamic that has never existed before.

1 + 1 = 1
^MR. LOCO – MISTER LOCO.wmv^

Is it obvious that I recently watched Nacho Libre?

^John Cameron – Half Forgotten Daydreams (1974)^

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zorg knows

*Well yeah, butt you were there whilst we watched Nacho Libra, Clicky, remember?*

nacho libre high five

No time to stop now, Dear Reader, Part 4 – including the first appearance of SoPi-L – can be seen HEAR… And have a Song 😉

 

Missive From ‘Merica: In The Beginning…

Hello there, Dear Reader. I have received a rather long missive from Cade F.O.N. Apollyon, which I’ve split into 5 parts for ease of reading…

multipass.gif

*Indeed, Clicky… /lights up…*

….Seventeen pages of missive is too much for just one post; however, I will post all 5 parts tonight, so you can read them in one go, as intended. Ready?

beckons

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tenor

Does a woman’s blood, and the things in it, affect her menstrual cycle? I mean sure, women have their monthly business for a few days or whenever it’s convenient, at which point they likely need some additional iron so they don’t pass out every five minutes. But what about other stuff in the blood? How does that stuff in the blood affect the menstrual cycle, and how does it affect a lot of other shit that goes on down there on the girly bits? What about up top?

No…not the brains, the breasts. What’s going on with them boobs when your naughty bits are doing their monthly leak/pressure tests? Do the breasts swell? Do they get sore? Develop lumps and/or hard spots? Is it normal if they do none of those? I’m thinking displacement here. If a segment of tissue is needing some sweet sweet loving from some Iron(Fe), but there is something already occupying the space that Iron needs to occupy in order to facilitate the need, what kinds of thing happen within that region? Does the body work to displace whatever is preventing the Iron from getting to where it needs to be? But more than that, is the Iron itself now perceived as an intruder since it cannot get to where it needs to go and is taking up space that is needed for something else? I mean, we are talking transience here.

Oh btw…hi.

/me waves
^The Pixies – I Bleed^

regular_n_gon_adding_and_removing_sides

How far will a straight line bend before it starts to twist and either:

A) collapse back in upon itself;

B) wander off on less predictable path;

C) break into particulate that makes random and unpredictable appearances/disappearances;

D) some or all of that depending on locale?

Prolly basic crap for a Geometrist to ponder. But there is/are considerations to ponder with respect to observer(s) and their own orientation. I mean, let’s take that image above, and shrink it down a bit. And see if that changes anything with respect to how we observe.

At some point, you are likely going to make a decision or two as to what the safe operating parameters and/or conditions are for that torque-wrench you are designing. But I got a question…

Q: What is safe about a torque-wrench?

A: Nothing.

I guess we’ll just have to take our chances, eh?

^Horde War March^
Action->Reaction

What happens after the reaction?

What led up to the action?

I mean, the guys who made this video prolly wouldn’t appreciate someone coming over to their house and climbing on the roof.

Wait…what’s that? You’ve not watched the video that follows yet? K…well…I have. Maybe if you watch it, you’ll have an inkling as to what I’m talking about.

Or not.
^escaping from police (south london crane climb)^

giphy

Ever had a rock in your shoe?

Something that prohibited the facilitation of the more or less natural movement and/or motion of a certain part of your body, and that prohibition kinda cascaded, and effected your entire being moving in the way that you want it to move? Welp, yesterday, the Amygdala appeared on my radar with respect to “response to more emotional types of stimulus”, and the reaction(s) and response(s) that happen under these circumstances.

Q: Does emotional response via what we see on-screen affect our being in ways that we might not consider or give any thought to?

A: ¿¿?

I’m thinking any screen. Not just only phones or computers or TVs or movie screens, but billboards, t-shirts, building designs, certain types of shoes, faces, a tree.

“Smartphone Zombies” appeared on my radar this morning.

I guess I’ll get back to writing.

^Transcending the limbic system response^

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hes hot ruby

*He is that, Clicky…*

To continue reading Cade’s missive, Dear Reader, click HEAR… and have a Song 😉

 

On The Lash: Cross-Stitch Agnostic

‘The agnostic does not simply say, “I do not know.” He goes another step, and he says, with great emphasis, that you do not know. [Robert G. Ingersoll, “Reply to Dr. Lyman Abbott,” 1890]’

Roob tells Cade her posting plan

*/Lights up… Fuckin’ ‘ell, Clicky, it’s twenty past four already…*

Hannibal Lecture

*I’d better get on with it… /drags… Shambles always take me sew much longer than I anticipate… /plumes smoke…*

Gnostic teacher, John Lamb Lash (JLL) has some new talks up, Dear Reader. Cade and I listened to a couple of them earlier this week…

… There are four talks, in which Lashy [and his gal pal, Ginny] refute Flat Earthers and their theories. Interesting stuff, well researched but unfortunately we only managed to get through the first two and a bit…

Crawford Query

*No, Clicky… /flicks ash… Of course the world can be round and flat at the same time… /drags… Nah, it’s their increasing nasty rhetoric and unfunny jokes that’s pissing me off… /snorts smoke…* 

‘Listened to some more John Lamb Lash talks with RooBeeDoo yesterday, and I try and be objective when I listen, but it irritates me when he starts talking about Jews as if they were some kind of nigger or spics or something. Wait…that didn’t come out right. I hate nigger Jews haters that live in España in a spic neighborhood that has been infiltrated by eskimomos.

‘What’s that? You’ve never heard of Eskimomos?

‘Welp, recently, it occurred to me that Eskimos appear to be devoid of a racial epithet, so I came up with “eskimomo”. An eskimomo would be that one eskimo that always shits way too close to the igloo, or always picks the best seal blubber for themselves, or puts a black light outside his yurt during the summer in an attempt to simulate darkness but all it does is attract mosquitoes and grizzly bears…shit like that.

‘But yeah, the jewey jew jew shit gets really fucking old, really fucking fast.’

Clarisse Clarifies

*I know! If I wanted to listen to that kinda crap, I’d join the Labour Party and blindly follow their messiah, Clicky… /rolls eyes… Fuck that for a game of soldiers…*

… Although I am currently reading JLL’s book, ‘Not In His Image’, and it’s really, very good. Inspiring, much like the bulk of his talks about the Planetary Animal Mother, Sew-Fire…

Buffalo Bills

*/drag… Lashy’s why I started the ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’ experiment in the first place, Clicky… /cough… He does say Sophie has a wonderful sense of humour… /thinks… ‘Not In His Image’ is starting to sounds ironic… /final drag…*

I probably will go back and finish listening to the remainder of the Flat Earth talks, Dear Reader. If only to find out if JLL has any Terry Pratchett in that extensive library of his…

sync with a wink

*/stubs butt… There’s an awful lot of humanity on display from the eclectic cast of characters inhabiting Discworld, Clicky… /pats snout… And it’s funny as fuck…*

It was actually my friend Poppy Sweet Pea that inspired this particular post. She’s into cross-stitch, big-time; always has project on the go.  Last night she posted a photo of her latest handiwork for Cade and I to see…

Poppy show cross stitch duck to Roob Cade and Legs 1Poppy show cross stitch duck to Roob Cade and Legs 2Poppy show cross stitch duck to Roob Cade and Legs 3

… And I was reminded of my favourite piece of Poppy Sweet Pea cross-stitch artwork. She made it for Legs…

Man in a mask

*Yeah, perfect for him… /beams…*

I don’t know, Dear Reader. Make of it as you will; I know I Doo 😉

Lecture Over

*Alright smart arse… Ready to finish with some music?*

… And have a Song ❤

Thule of Rhumb

*Oh I watched that film last night, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… First time. I can see why it’s considered a cult classic…*

‘The English phrase rule of thumb refers to a principle with broad application that is not intended to be strictly accurate or reliable for every situation. It refers to an easily learned and easily applied procedure or standard, based on practical experience rather than theory. This usage of the phrase can be traced back to the seventeenth century.’

*LOL, Clicky… /flicks lighter… Love me a bit of Lol in a LoL post… /lights up

Good evening, Dear Reader. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but there was a major meteor occurrence toward the end of July…

‘Data from NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory shows reported fireball events for which geographic locations are provided. Each event’s calculated total impact energy is indicated by its relative size and by color. The record shows a meteor traveling at 24.4 kilometers per second (54,000 mph) at 76.9 degrees north latitude, 69.0 degrees west longitude, on July 25 at 11:55 p.m, slammed into the atmosphere directly over Thule, Greenland.’

… And in this, our MAD whirled, the potential ramifications for such a happening, are scary as fuck…

‘According to the Military Times, the meteor “struck…miles from a key U.S. early warning air base,” which is home to the 12th Space Warning Squadron based at Thule, that operates and maintains the Air Base in support of missile warning, space surveillance, and satellite command-and-control operations missions. Thule is located 1,207 km (750 miles) north of the Arctic Circle and 1,524 km (947 miles) from the North Pole on the northwest side of the island of Greenland.’

… But in the context of the John Lamb Lash Sophia’s Correction narrative, it was Right on the gnos…

*Yeah, not only am I currently reading Lashy’s book during smoke breaks, Clicky… /drags… but on the 25th July, during the drought of ’76, a very famous image was taken… /flicks ash…*

I read about the mysterious meteor incident at around five a.m. this morning, before going to sleep. I mentioned it to my friend Cade, the Okie Devil of Text US, via DM in the Yellow universe…

Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 1Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 2Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 3

*/drags… ‘Cos it’s the weekend innit, Clicky? …/streams smoke… “Mum’s time” as the boyz call it, when I can live in whatever fuckin’ time zone I bloody well like…*

Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 4

Thule

‘region or island at northernmost part of the world, Old English, from Latin, from Greek Thyle “land six days’ sail north of Britain” (Strabo, quoting a lost portion of a work by Polybius, itself based on a lost account of a voyage to the north by 4c. B.C.E. geographer Pytheas). The identity of the place and the source of the name have sparked much speculation; Polybius doubted the whole thing, and since Roman times the name has been used in a transferred sense of “extreme limits of travel” (Ultima Thule).

‘The barbarians showed us where the sun set. For it happened in those places that the night was extremely short, lasting only two or three hours; and the sun sunk under the horizon, after a short interval reappeared at his rising. [Pytheas]’

‘The name was given to a trading post in Greenland in 1910, site of a U.S. air base in World War II.’

Cade was quite correct; there was a Thule Society…

‘According to Hitler biographer Ian Kershaw, the organization’s “membership list … reads like a Who’s Who of early Nazi sympathizers and leading figures in Munich”, including Rudolf Hess, Alfred Rosenberg, Hans Frank, Julius Lehmann, Gottfried Feder, Dietrich Eckart, and Karl Harrer.

‘However, Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke contends that Hans Frank and Rudolf Hess had been Thule members, but other leading Nazis had only been invited to speak at Thule meetings or they were entirely unconnected with it. According to Johannes Hering, “There is no evidence that Hitler ever attended the Thule Society.”‘

Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 5

*/drags.. Ease a clever fuck, Clicky… /holds smoke… ‘Rhum’ is a much better pun… /blows smoke rings… Must be ‘cos ease a pilot an’ can navigate… /flicks ash… Wouldn’t have occurred to me… /drags… *

Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 6

*/snorts smoke… Yeah I saw that ‘rumba’ was ‘perhaps originally “the course of a ship,”‘ …/pats snout… Well spotted, Clicky… /final drag…*

Alas I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer, Dear Reader, but Cade carried on whilst I slept…

Before bedtime Roob and Cade Convo 7

 

*/stubs butt… Blimey! Heraclitus sounds a bit like Lashy in his self-taught, independent approach to feel O Sophie…*

*Amazing sync… /grins… Ta fink, Sew-fire is our planet…*

Doo have a fantabulous week, Dear Reader, and, as ever… Have a Song ❤

*/waves…*

*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… That fuckin’ chorus ‘as bin swirlin’ round me ‘ed for daze… /flicks lighter… Didn’t know Ali G woz in the vid, tho… /lights up… “U wanna see the real Big Ben?” …/drags… “Ayyye!”…*

MOVEMENT

In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, M stands for Movement…

Cade shares the best cig hes ever smoked with Roob 6

*That’s an idea, Clicky… /puffs… we can try Cade style…*

*Hmm, nice tit and the fabric’s the right colour, Clicky, but the cas-Cade ain’t moving… /drags deeply… Okay then, let’s give it a go…*

Q. Roob, why did you assign the colour ‘aqua’ to ‘Movement’?

A: *.../waves...*

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What is this color thingie that RooBeeDooBeeDoo is talking about?

What are these color thingies to which RoobsieDoobsieDoo do talks bouts?

Tolerance

Wait! What in the FUCK would tolerance and tolerances have to do with color(s)/a color?  Welp…lemme relate.

Miami Dolphins

See that color of green? Aqua? Aquamarine? Bluegreen-ish? Welp, it’s copyrighted.

Yep...for realz...copyrighted. 

You cannot use that exact shade of green, otherwise, you’ll likely get sued. How do I know this? Word of mouth. Ya see, I know someone who used to design and manufacture the outfits for The Miami Dolphins’ Cheerleaders. Thanks to corporate and legal entanglements, he ran into issues with getting the material he needed to make the outfits. Yeah…he works for them, but due to the nature of a business and its subsidiaries, even he had difficulty getting what he needed in order to do the job he was hired to do.

What am I thinking here? Welp, if you can copyright a certain color, does that not give your authority over anything and everything that has that same color? Like say…water? Can The Miami Dolphins stick a flag in the water and proclaim…

“THIS IS OURS!!! SO SAYS THE LAW!!! THE RULE OF LAW… RULES!!!”

???

Blue-Green

Aqua (Color)

Aquamarine (Color)

I doubt very seriously that any such loophole, legal or otherwise, actually exists. However, you are free to do what you want…give it a shot. Just know, that if it makes money? Someone is gonna want a piece. Afterall, you are operating within the very system that defines and provides legal tender, which makes you subject to its law(s) and authority/authorities. I think people sometimes forget that/those fact(s).

^Violent Femmes – Promise^

That’s all I have to say…

…for now.

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*Ah-ha! The colour’s also correct… /drags… plus a cycle for Movement, Clicky? Kudos… /blows smoke ring… Perfect for little Legs… /flicks ash…*

*What? …/coughs… Really, Clicky, how? …/stubs butt…*

Q. Roob, why do you refer to the Underdogs Bite Upwards website as the ‘Aqua universe?

A: *.../winks...*

Still Dolphin Water Movement

*And tails, Clicky… /pats snout… Plenty of tales…*

In preparation for these posts, Dear Reader, I asked Cade if he would like to contribute a song for each of the different aspects of MRS REGN

Cade gives Roob a Movement song

He choose a Deadmau5 tune called ‘Strobe’…

strobe (n.)

1942, shortening of stroboscope. As a shortened form of strobe light, from 1949. As an adjective from 1942.

Strobescope (n.)

“instrument for studying motion by periodic light,” 1896, from -scope + Greek strobos“a twisting, act of whirling,” from PIE root *streb(h)-“to wind, turn.” Earlier as the name of a similar device used as a “scientific toy” [OED]. Related: Stroboscopic (1846). 

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