Missive From ‘Merica: We Kenned… Know How?

Well, hello there, Dear Reader. ‘Tis I, Roobeedoo…

*Hot stuff… /smirks…*

… As you may know, I’ve been taking a backseat recently on writing posts and letting Clicky do the heavy lifting here at the LoL…

*You’ve been fucking stalwart, Clicky… /pats snout… The besterest assistant ever…*

… Butt! Lovely Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text US Devil, has sent through a new missive…

*That’s surprisingly accurate, Clicky…*

… His missives are always full of wonder, and I take great delight in being able to share them with you, Dear Reader. Enjoy!

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STRANGE THINGS ARE AFOOT

SYNCY

SYNCY

SYNCY
AFOOT ARE THINGS STRANGE

So fucking syncy, that something is stinky.

WAY too syncy…to…be…real?

That’s the weird thing about syncs tho.

Real or manufactured, they’re just syncs.

Kinda up to you to figure out the details and meaning(s) and whathaveyou.

All the syncy stuff I’ve been seeing is prolly just my imagination running wild.

I’m sure everything is fine.

Just a bunch of crazy shit lining up for some unknown reason(s).

Nothing to see here…not yet anyway.

Move along citizen.

We’ll keep you posted of any developments.

^Bill Withers – Use Me (Official Audio)^

Had a dream a coupla nights ago where some angels took me to some place. When we got there, they explained to me that this was the place where I would die. Wasn’t really shocked, I wasn’t scared, was more confused. I didn’t recognize the place nor any of the surroundings, and the only thing that was really weird was I’m actually standing in this unknown place where I was supposedly going to die, surrounded by angels, and I was like “OK…um…now what?”

The angels just stood around looking at me, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe I was supposed to just lay down and wait to die. Or maybe start scanning the horizon for some incoming something that was going to kill me. Or maybe the angels are under the impression that I would have some inner intuition about what is about to unfold. I had nothing. I honestly felt completely blank inside. No desire to flee, no desire to fight, not even really a desire to understand. After all, it was the angels who brought me here and told me this is where I would die, so if they know where I’m going to die, shouldn’t they already have all the particulars? Should I query the angels and ask them for instructions?

There was really nothing for me to do but stand there, so that’s what I did…just stood there.

As dreams do, things only got more strange from there as the angels wandered off, and I returned to my job as a mine shaft inspector. Lolz, yes, I guess such a thing exists as I’ve dreamed this bit many times over the last coupla years…I’m inspecting these really huge and deep mine shafts and reporting on any and all problems. Not like the real ones which are usually narrow and cramped, these are more Hollywood style mine shafts that are massive and almost always go straight down. In this instance, I had to climb down several thousand feet of ladder in this massive tube leading down into the Earth in order to check the water levels at the bottom. It would appear that this particular shaft always needed to have a certain amount of water in it, but for some reason the water level was several hundred feet short, and I was quite panicked about that fact. Relayed the information to my superiors, and then my mind wandered off into some more crazy dreaming that I won’t relay here because you’re prolly already bored out of your skull.

The place where the angels took me was high up in some mountains in a remote area where there was no infrastructure at all except for those provided by nature. I didn’t recognize the mountains as they looked like a cross between the Appalachian and Rocky Mountains, but to confuse me even further it was Fall and all of the leaves were turning a yellow and yellow-ish brown that I’d associate with neither the Rockies nor the Appalachian. They took me to an outcropping near an alcove on the side of a rather tall mountain, and I could see down into a valley on my left with a smaller mountain to my far left. I could not see to my right.

Thinking now that this may not be the best information to relay since it appears my blind spot was on my right.

 Lolz...someone might take advantage of such information down the road 😉

Anyway, it was not cold, the temperature was normal-ish, the sun was setting to my left and the entire valley burned with the colors of those yellow and yellowish leaves. There were some scattered rocks near my feet, but it almost appeared as if this small area where I was standing was purposely cleared by someone. It resembled a camp site, but I don’t recall seeing any evidence of a camp fire site, and I recall that in my dream upon seeing the rocks scattered around, my first inclination was to start picking them up and examining them. Maybe something in my psyche knows that I love looking at rocks. Let’s move on since you like do not care if I like looking at rocks.

After reflecting on the dream a bit, I’ve got to thinking about the concept of “being told”. Being directed. Being made aware of things and particularly being made aware of certain specific events. There was an irony raging inside of me during the dream thinking to myself…”Well this is just fucking great. I’m in some place that I’ve never seen before/didn’t even know existed, this is supposedly where I’m going to die, and these angels have brought me straight fucking to it.” Thanks a lot.

Sheesh

This is probably why I did nothing in the dream except stand there and just kinda survey the area. There was nothing else for me to do.

In my own life, I’ll sometimes dream things (whether sleeping or lucid), then I’ll encounter that same place in time somewhere down the road. But in these instances, it’s never just a place, it’s a time. Sometimes the place will be right but the time wrong. Others the time is right but the place wrong. I’ll always get this feeling of “I know this”, and it’s kinda like a deja vu, but not really. I gotta be honest in saying that it feels more like operating in several dimensions at the same time, but doing so from a single dimension in a single place at a single time. Like there’s a convergence of multiple dimensions, but things aren’t lining up exactly like they should. Or perhaps that things aren’t lining up as they previously did. Some change has occurred and the dimensions are no longer operating as they would have and/or did previously.

(if any of that makes any sense)

Some permanence in time and space has been altered.

I know this place in my mind now, so sometime down the road if I encounter it or anything similar in real life, I’ll know it. I’ll have that “holy shit” type of moment, and absolutely nothing will matter regarding any particulars except “I know this”. It won’t matter what is going to happen, nor what was supposed to happen, nor what should have happened, nor what actually happens…what matters is that it is happening-ish, and it happened before-ish. Learning how to step through these moments in time where everything is supposedly all planned out and you know exactly what is supposed to happen, but you ditch all that bullshit and live in the moment irrespective of all that. Deal with it in the moment as if you had no clue what is supposed to happen, because the reality is that you don’t. It will be different. Much will be the same, much will be similar, and some points will be so jarringly identical that it’s tough to keep your wits about you as you move through the moment(s), but many points will be so radically different that you cannot help but dismiss any “greater meaning” and you stand firmly in reality knowing that this is you, being yourself, living in the moment, doing things as you as an individual would do, and no amount of foreseeing or prophecy or fate is going to change that. Be…you. Deal with it as it comes, not as it was predicted.

What I also have been thinking about is the notion of being led. Or even being diverted. Sidetracked. Also the choices that we make and how they lead to certain eventualities. How our lives can change radically based upon certain decisions or events, and whatever was, is no longer. Whatever was going to be, will not be.

Right now, in this world, and at this time, virtually everyone on the planet is being led to make decisions that are going to radically alter their lives. Doesn’t matter which path you choose either. For some it will lead to the grand life the Covid-19 vaccine promises, for others it will lead to calamity. Doesn’t matter whether you do or do not get the nCoV-2019 vaccine either. Both pathways lead to the same places. Some will regret getting the vaccine, others will regret not getting the vaccine. Some will get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives, some will not get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives. The only question is will you or won’t you. Everything beyond that is some vague place out in space and time that you may or may not get to.

^Ghost Dance – Dance with Death (feat. Luz)^

Be yourself. That’s what I get out of these experiences. Be yourself, in the moment, and use the tools that you already have to remain yourself. Don’t put on a show, don’t try and be what you think the Universe wants you to be, don’t try and earn a bunch of brownie points by doing what you think everyone else wants you to do, don’t try and be some idealized version of yourself, don’t try and be some stylized version of yourself…be yourself. Be your actual self. Live in the moment, as yourself. Use the opportunity to be who you really are. Use the opportunity to learn who you really are. Learn what you are made of. Learn what you can be. To know, who you are.

Typically, if you are a male and watching some war movie or some movie where there’s all kinds of fighting and/or conflict, at least one of your pals is going to pipe up and say “OH! IF THAT WOULDA BEEN ME, I WOULDA TOTALLY KICKED THEIR ASS!!!!” or “I WOULDA MARCHED RIGHT UP THAT BEACH AND KILLED THE SHIT OUT OF EVERY ENEMY SOLDIER MYSELF!!!” or some similar nonsense. They have an idealized version of how things should be or how things should be done, and they’ve also convinced themselves that they are capable of actually doing things this way.

Kindof a confusing mindset to take considering that all evidence points to exactly the contrary. Meaning, how is this person getting an idea that they could do things differently and/or better, when everything you are seeing is providing you with evidence that, no, you probably couldn’t. If you are pinned down on a beach with hundreds of enemy soldiers firing at you, you’d likely do exactly what the people on-screen are doing…keeping your fucking head down and stay put.

It occurs to me that people like this have no clue who they are…they only know who they want to be.

Sure eventually you might actually become what you want to be, but then what.

But…who the fuck were you all this time up until now?

^The O’Jays – For The Love of Money (Official Soul Train Video)^

I’m guessing that the “global warming” and/or “climate change” agendas aren’t working out as planned.

Gotta cook up some new ideas to explain why a something is going to happen.

Hey, if human predictive abilities are really that great, then why the hell hasn’t everyone won the lottery by now? Or hit it big on the stock market? Or drained every casino dry? Or seen every single hiccup or disaster coming from miles away?

What’s worst about this new moon thing is that at one point the moon was getting closer, and then suddenly “no it’s not, it’s getting further away”, and then it was the moon’s gravitation is eventually going to effect the tides less and less, and now suddenly this “wobble” in the moon is gonna fuck us royally.

The only thing that I can figure is someone plugged in some new variable into their modeling software, they got some weird results, and decided panic was the best course. I can’t read the article because you have to register to read it, so I guess I too will just have to make shit up.

Q: What the fuck ever happened to cycles?

A: ?d¿e?r¿p?

Science (or at least certain interests) seem so preoccupied with finding some permanent and forever something, they don’t appear to be using cyclical data in their models. Or cyclical models in their models. Or just flat not looking for cyclical patterns. They wanna find something absolute. Which is pretty fucking weird considering that virtually everything we know is…cyclical. I guess maybe some individuals don’t like the fact that apparently the only concrete something is that everything is cyclical. I’m not suggesting that there are scientists who are out there who really would like to see the moon do something funky and it really fuck our planet up…but yeah…there are probably some. I mean, be honest…you like to see a good car crash, right? A trainwreck? A tornado? A flood?

Sure ya do. 

You can watch tragedy from the safety of your own home and sit around feeling all superior about your own life choices.

One thing is certain tho, it doesn’t appear that those in the “green” realms give two shits about how they sell their agenda, as long as they sell it. Which, makes sense. Lotta people have a lot of cash riding on these agendas. They’re shorting. They’ve bet against the house. They’re expecting a big payoff and are going to lose everything if it doesn’t.

Wow…how paradoxical, eh? Betting everything, on the idea that some are gonna lose everything.

^Morgin Madison – Gamma^

The way that “green ideas” are being trashed sucks because there really is some fucking horrible shit being done to our environment, and a lot of really good ideas can come out of conservation movements or even just individuals learning how to be good stewards of our planet on their own, then sharing their findings with others. Color me a conspiracy theorist if you want, but I have to wonder if a lot of these ideas are being shit on, because someone up there in the hierarchy wants them shit on. “Green ideas” are counter to their interests, therefore they are playing along in order to destroy these ideas from the inside. Just a theory I have as to why so many companies are so quick to jump on the green bandwagons, and today you’d be hard pressed to find one that does not tout themselves as being part of it or at least doing something “green”.

Embrace the rebellion.

Embrace the rebellion, in order to destroy it.
It's an old story.
^i_o & Lights – Annihilation (Afterhours Mix)^

How many psychology students do you think there are in the world? Right now, at this moment, across the globe, how many students are there who are studying psychology or psychiatry or anthropology or some social science of some sort that is concerned with humans and/or their behavior. How many hundreds of thousands of people are studying to study people?

Heh...see where this is going yet?

No? Well, maybe think of it like this…how do these students conduct their research, and upon whom are they researching. Can you think of any place that might be available for such students to conduct all manner of tests and testing upon a huge swath of unsuspecting people? Oh sure, there are standards for conducting research, and especially if one is going to submit this work to their teachers and peers or whatever.

There are even ethics to consider.

But with all of the corporations and advertisers and governments and God only knows who else doing all manner of research on individuals via online activities, who’s to say that students cannot more or less slip through the cracks of the system and do all kinds of crazy “research” on others as they blunder around the Internet.

And you thought all those cutesy Twitter tweets and Facebook posts were heartfelt or maybe just innocent fun.

You might be wrong about that.
^No Mana & EDDIE – Fragile Human^

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

Wait...lemme back up.

I was thinking about scruples, and that got me to thinking about individuals who are in positions where they have no other choice but to lead some crazy crusade in order to extract both themselves and others from whatever predicament they find themselves in. Historical precedents where history reflects that so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the medical field, but some pestilence arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Or perhaps so-and-so didn’t really want to go into the agricultural field (hehe…agricultural field), but some famine erupted, and they felt compelled to do something. Or maybe so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the military, but some war arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Necessity dictated behavior. Or at least, some more tangible and easily relatable necessity.

I’ve been listening to some talks by Wes Cecil, and he’s mentioned that the biggest problem facing students today is that none of them seem to know what the hell they want to do. Probably all want to make stacks of cash, but that’s about it, hence they aren’t sure what they need to study in order to achieve this goal of being financially stable and/or wealthy. Which makes sense that they want to make the bucks, because who the hell wants to work some low-paying job and live in some trailer park or in a shitty apartment in a bad part of town? Who wants to struggle to pay bills? Who wants to have a need, but cannot afford it? No one. Hence, you need to take care of yourself, and maybe your family if you desire to have one, and you achieve this by choosing a vocation that can provide lots of money.

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

AH! Now we’re back to where we started…things are so good, that there’s really nothing to do but care for yourself.

At it’s core, not exactly a bad problem to have. If more people focused on taking care of themselves, not nearly as much effort would have to be expended taking care of others. But that’s the rub.

Q: How do people wind up in positions where others are required to look after them?

A: Bad vocational choices might be at least one answer.

So now we come back to making money, and scruples. Can one, make scrupulous decisions with respect to choosing a vocation to learn, when there’s not really anything on the agenda other than making cash so you have a nice home and nice clothes and a nice car and can eat well and good have health insurance and can travel, etc., etc.? Quite self-serving sounding on the surface. But again, if you are self-sufficient, that means you’re contributing via other less obvious ways, and more than that you are not a burden on any systems. In fact you and your ilk are a blessing because you are shouldering the lion’s share of fiscal responsibilities in your society. You aren’t going to win any Nobel Peace Prize for this, no songs are likely to be written about your fantastic exploits, and no stories will be told about you to regale and amaze the masses.

This is not what most people want tho, is it?

They don’t want a Ford Escort, they want an Audi or a Mercedes-Benz or maybe a Lexus or Tesla. They don’t want to live in the burbs, they want to live somewhere upscale, posh and flashy. In order to do this, they might have to evaluate their own personal scruples.

Maybe give them a bend.

I’m sure that there are plenty of school counselors who will be more than happy to lend an assist.

^Pan!ck – Prism (Lyric Video) [Ultra Music]^

Ya know, there’s something about all this “the light” bullshit that should really be sending up some red flags for people, but I get the feeling they miss this entirely. If I say anything “negative” or express some kind of displeasure or if I ever have a frown on my face or anything that is displeasing to these “light workers” because it doesn’t fit their happy and shiny mold? Welp…who else does this. Who else is displeased when I am not bright and chipper and well groomed and have a perma-smile splashed across my face?

Anyone?

Can you think of anyone who behaves in this manner because they are crafting a happy and perfect world, and they want this reflected in their children.

Oops! I think I just gave a spoiler there.

Yeah…parents. Some parents anyway.

They always want you putting forth some shiny and happy looking image so that the whole world knows what a great person you are because your parents are great people and you have a happy and healthy family.

Hey, nothing wrong with looking clean and happy, but there’s definitely something wrong when it’s militaristic. Smile, or else.

Meh…a lot of “starseed” stuff comes across my Twitter feed, and for the most part I like it because it’s inspirational, but I admit I get a bit skeptical when these tweets start ragging on you if you aren’t meeting some standard.

WHY AREN’T YOU SMILING GOD DAMNIT?!?!?!?

WHY AREN’T YOU HAPPY?!?!?!?

Your denigrating me doesn’t help matters, but if you must know, I broke two toes last night, my dog died and my job doesn’t pay me enough to help me get my ailing mother into a care home.

Thanks for hopping on the “kick me” bandwagon.

Appreciate it.
^deadmau5 – Arguru 2k19^

The fact that one can remember they knew something, but cannot recall the specifics about what it was, is interesting something to ponder. How is it that these holes exist, yet whatever once filled them is gone. Now, I personally started off this thought wondering about the possibility of, and any potential mechanics of…the hive mind. Stay with me.

There are some who submit that there is indeed a human hive-mind type thing going on, and that our brains and/or beings are utilized by some unseen web of consciousness which spans the entire planet Earth/Terra. This would mean to me that it is likely that, either consciously or unconsciously, we all of us work together to solve certain problems. Like an array of computers crunching away at problems both actively and passively. Which, if this is so, raises the question…

Q: Can someone grab one of my own ideas?

A: ???

I have an idea, but by the time I make it to the computer to write it down, the idea is gone. I remember that I had an idea, but the space where it sat is void. Is it possible that someone snatched it? Or maybe it’s just a matter that I worked something out, but someone needed it more than I, so this global consciousness array decided to give it to someone else, leaving me with only a hole. We are talking about connected systems, so interrupts and/or prioritization is likely a thing.

All that crazy groupthink nonsense aside, I do have to wonder how it is possible that I can remember that I created a node in my own mind, I can still sense the node, but whatever occupied it is irretrievable. Since most of my “ideas” are usually the result of thinking about a lot of different things, maybe this individual idea has been assimilated in totality into some other/larger concept, and only the node from whence this idea sprang remains. Or, maybe it’s somehow encrypted. It’s still there, I just cannot access it for whatever reason.

/shrug

^George Smeddles – Back To Me (Visualizer) [Ultra Music]^

We want people to like us, yet we seem to do everything in our power to do the very things that will make people not like us. I’ll have to save the details of what I mean for another missive. You can chew on the idea for a bit tho if you want.

Or not.
Have a great weekend.

Go get laid or something.

That’s what I plan on doing.

Go to dinner, get drunk, get laid.

But, only 1 of those 3 things is likely to happen…can you guess which one?

lolz
^Jay Lumen – LondON^

cYacFa

^Snoop Dogg ft. Dr. Dre- Smoke Weed Everyday lyric 420^

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*Very satisfying, Clicky. Can’t wait for the follow up missive…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

CLICK5: From Si to Shining See

CLICK5: Skool Daze Shamble

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Animal Fam

Dear Reader, I have been reading Animal Farm by George Orwell, as part of the newly formed Gloom Dog Book club…

*Poppy Sweet Pea set the club up at UBU, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I knew the story but never actually got round to reading the book… /flicks ash… Until yesterday…*

*Oh, it’s a great book choice to start with considering current political climes, Clicky…*

There’s a paragraph early on in the story that grabbed my attention because it synced with a conversation that I had with Cade Fon Apollyon on Friday evening, regarding: the 1966 movie Arabesque starring Gregory Peck and Sophia Loren; some randomly posted bible verse in the comments of a YouTube video of disco song that was a hit in Japan in 1977; and an unexpected  stream of swan, monkey, lion and elephant appearances to cross my path that day…

*Yeah I know. It’s a bit whacky, butt bear with me and I’ll try to explain…*

First things first, here is the paragraph from Animal Farm that grabbed my attention:

‘Napoleon took no interest in Snowball’s committees. He said that the education of the young was more important than anything that could be done for those who were already grown up. It happened that Jessie and Bluebell had both whelped soon after the hay harvest, giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies. As soon as they were weaned, Napoleon took them away from their mothers, saying that he would make himself responsible for their education. He took them up into a loft which could only be reached by a ladder from the harness-room, and there kept them in such seclusion that the rest of the farm soon forgot their existence.’

*Okay I’m getting to it… /drags… Get arabesque to show, Dear Reader, Clicky…*

*No, the movie… /rolls eyes…*

*An outbreak of flu is used as an excuse in the opening scene and the missing cipher hidden in a sweetie wrapper, labelled 9…*

*The title of Wes’ talk is meant to be sarcastic. Actually a ‘pollock’ is also a fish… /thinks… Wait, this is syncing with the ‘lost joke’ in your recent post, Clicky…*

*Vans with ‘Cubitts’ on the side were very prominent in the movie… /drags…*

*Weird fucking movie, Clicky. Enjoyable but weird… /streams smoke… To think, we only watched it ‘cos of a Twitter convo Cade had with @monkeynutshell shortly beforehand…*

*/flicks ash… A trio from Frankfurt…*

*Some elephant tweets had crossed my twitterfeed that day…*

*Menemosyne is an aspect of the Planetary Animal Mother, Sophia, according to Gnostic teacher John Lamb Lash… /final drag… Goddess of Memory and mother of the 9 Muses…*

*An elephant would be an excellent witness to a crime, Clicky… /stubs butt…*

*Wes’ latest vid… /grins… Talk about the elephant in the room…*

Okay, I’m gonna have to assume, Dear Reader, that you followed the conversation above and employed your Clicky when cued, to perceive the synchronicities that I experienced…

… So, let’s go back to the paragraph from Animal Farm that grabbed my attention…

Nose of a Lion took no interest in Snowball’s committees. He said that the education of the young was more important than anything that could be done for those who were already grown up. It happened that Jessie and Bluebell had both whelped soon after the hay harvest, giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies. As soon as they were weaned, Napoleon took them away from their mothers, saying that he would make himself responsible for their education. He took them up into a loft which could only be reached by a ladder from the harness-room, and there kept them in such seclusion that the rest of the farm soon forgot their existence.’

*Sorry for the spoiler, Clicky, butt those 9 puppies became Napoleon’s attack dogs, enforcing his rule over Animal Farm…*

*Yeah, it’s a lot to take in, Clicky…*

I’ve nearly finished reading Animal Farm, Dear Reader. It’s funny, George Orwell prefaced the story with ‘A Fairy-tale’, a pejorative term used to describe myths…

… Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

CLICK5: Next Stop, The Administration Station

CLICK5: Next Stop, The Education Station

CLICK5: Time & Tithe Wait For No Man

Missive From ‘Merica: Vote ‘Em Hokem

Dear Reader, we have received an unexpected missive from the Okie Devil of Text US. I have read it and it is somewhat controversial in nature.

Therefore may I suggest you invest 45 minutes of your precious time to listen to a recent talk from philosophy lecturer Wes Cecil before embarking on the missive, below. It is from Wes’s latest series of talks on IDENTITY, and deals with the subject of abstraction…

*Thank you, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… Cade’s picked a prickly subject for sure and I really don’t want Dear Reader to pop a blood vessel…*

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SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How’s that 2020 US election voter fraud investigation thingie coming, eh? You still investigating? Or at least keeping up with the goings on? Still angry? You still interested in stopping the steal?

You've lost interest haven't you?

Your rage has subsided. The blood pressure has dropped. You no longer want to break shit and tear shit up because you didn’t get your way. You’ve settled back into playing the video game “Among Us” and are chasing your phantoms there. Haven’t you?….HAVEN’T YOU??!!

!!! !!! !!! !!! !!!ANSWER ME!!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

!!! I NEED ANSWERS AND I NEED THEM NOW !!!

heh

Welp, let’s check in with some of those folks who just might not have the option to start and stop investigations based upon some passionate and potentially personal whims. That’s right, let’s check in with the folks whose job it is to actually respond to and thoroughly investigate claims/allegations of voter fraud and see these investigations all the way to their conclusion. The people whose asses are actually on the line and their livelihood and potentially even their freedom depends upon their findings. Quick question before we check tho…

Q: Is is possible, to conceal an actual fraud, by inundating and overwhelming any investigative body with spurious claims of fraud?

A: ? dumping a fuckton of chaff into the air to jam the radars whilst the raiders escape in the fog ?

Getting the official body to chase phantoms? They are out chasing shadows whilst the real culprit(s) slip right through the cracks. And there are cracks. There are always cracks. Cracks are good. Cracks allow the road to breathe, give it a little flex, not so rigid that it breaks, and they keep the highways nice, and straight, and navigable, and free of potholes, and allow you to journey carefree, clueless and in comfort on a smooth thoroughfare. You only have to worry about operating the vehicle and navigating to your destination. Your worries about the infrastructure are limited to bitching when things don’t go your way or meet your standards. You might even be one of those assholes that doesn’t slow down in construction zones because your own schedule is too important. You’ve got somewhere to be. You’ve got a something on your schedule that needs to be completed and checked off. Nevermind that, whilst blazing through this construction zone, you might just inadvertently clear the schedule of some poor road worker permanently for them.

BTW…do you know the purpose of seams? Seems not, but you should…they help prevent a something from becoming indestructible.

Tyrannical.
^Front 242 – Front By Front – YouTube Playlist^

Interfering with an election, simply by claiming that an election has been interfered with – It’s an interesting concept. When one considers the level of bullshit that “the news media” slings out daily, tough to know who is telling the truth and who isn’t. Tough to know what their intentions are. We’re are looking for allies afterall, right?

Anyway, since I awoke wondering what’s up with the 2020 US election fraud investigation(s), let’s us go wander around and search Google News on this fine Wednesday to see what is cooking for breakfast. My money is on “dead horse” served up by the angsty and angry staff working in hell’s kitchen.

The great capitulation of Trump’s voter fraud crusade

Um…right off the bat, this sounds to me like a bunch of people settling personal scores and/or eliminating potential rivals, and utilizing the US Government and its systems to do so. Moreover, the entire article is personal. Name after name of verbal fencing, sounds like some leveraging is going on, but I don’t see any reference(s) to any official investigations or their findings. Starting to get the feeling that no one gives a shit if fraud occurred or not, they just wanna see a fight. Meh, let’s keep going.

Nevada GOP censures Republican official who refused to investigate 2020 “voter fraud”

Guess I’m an idealist in thinking that no matter who is elected to an office, they will always strive to do the right thing. The partisan stuff is just personal beliefs, but truth is truth, and when truth comes knocking, Democrat, Republican or any other party affiliation goes out the fucking window, and you do the right thing…party be damned. Tough thing to do what is right by you which you also feel is right by others because it is truthful and correct under the circumstances. Got people breathing down your neck to do a something irrespective of whether it is right or wrong, and you stand your ground. You could easily wind up on the wrong side of an issue. I mean, we are talking fraud here. The fraudsters are going to seek to destroy anything or anyone in their path, and they’ll do so by any means.

Confusing. Very confusing.

MyPillow CEO Mike Lindell Promises to ‘Dump’ New Election Fraud Evidence in Coming Weeks

I’ve heard this “MyPillow” name mentioned here and there over the past several months, but I have no idea what its all about. I never looked into it because it smelled like nothing more than advertising to me. Someone seeing an opportunity to hawk their wares because a crowd has assembled, and jumping on the opportunity. I mean, why else would they always be referring to MyPillow? That said, I’m reading about this nonsense now, and in the article, this caught my eye…

“Over the course of the next four to five weeks, I’m going to dump all this evidence for all to see every day on my new platform Frank, where the world can’t suppress it,” he said. Lindell says Frank, his proposed social media platform, will combine ideas from YouTube and Twitter, and will be able to handle half a billion users. People kicked off YouTube will be given a “bonus” if they join the service, he says.

So yeah, as I figured…advertising. Using one vaporous something (stop the steal) to advertise another vaporous but semi-tangible something (a social media platform) via some very tangible and real somethings (MyPillow, elections, this CEO dude, Trump, rallies, political parties, you, etc..) Advertising has now so wormed its way into politics and political coverage, anything and everything politics is now gonna look like every other fucking sport. From darts to billiards to poker to NASCAR to FIFA to NRL, the players, venues and fans are going to be plastered with sponsors, their logos, and the products they’re advertising. Politics has always been a commercial enterprise, but advertising has been taboo.

Ya know, because of like ethics and stuff. 

People getting paid to say shit that they may or may not actually believe in. Getting paid to push products they don’t actually use. Politicians are supposed to believe in stuff, not be a face and a mouthpiece for special interests who have the cash to purchase someone’s honesty. That’s an actor’s job…right? We don’t mind actors advocating stuff because we know in our heart of hearts that actors are full of shit. They get paid, to pretend. A very clear a distinct line there. But politicians? How the fuck are we supposed to know the difference between when they are telling the truth, and when they are being paid to tell “a” truth? Guess we’ll just have to go with our gut(s), eh?

Arizona Senate hires a ‘Stop the Steal’ advocate to lead 2020 election audit

More advertising. “Stop The Steal” is a brand. A brand designed to sell hats, t-shirts, bumper stickers and other “merch”. Which…HEY! Let’s go see if there are any copyrights or trademarks that have been filed for “Stop The Steal”, and if so, who the owners are.

Roger Stone-connected “Stop the Steal” group hasn’t filed IRS reports — and its agent disappeared

Rut roh…that’s result #2 on a Google Search for “stop the steal copyright” (without quotes). Looks like someone may have set up a booth, sold their wares, then skipped town. Or, am I just jumping to conclusions with no evidence to backup my claims?

I see nothing regarding any copyright, I tried searching with quotes and got zero results, so let’s us go look for “stop the steal trademark” (without quotes) and see what that gets us.

Trump Campaign Paid $3.5 Million To Stop The Steal Organizers, Report Finds

Anyone else notice anything completely and totally wrong with that URL? It says:

“trump-campaign-paid-35-million-to-stop-the-steal-organizers-report-finds”.

This is how things get sideways. Right there, in text, because of peculiarities regarding URL formatting and what is probably just some lazy-assed thinking in design, a headline goes from reading “3.5 million” to “35 million” just like that. And don’t try and tell me it doesn’t matter either…

It does. It absolutely matters. 

Let’s quasi-digress from that thought tho and see if “stop the steal” has an official website or something similar.

Funding behind ‘Stop the Steal’ movement shrouded in mystery

Stone again…Roger, Stone.

Q: Do you know what “vaporware” is?

A: ??\0/??

If not, let’s get you some answers.

Vaporware

This is a battle for hearts and minds. A battle of ideas. A battle for spirit, and ultimately a battle for souls. A battle for and over the body and all it may (or may not) contain. Abstract and non-conventional warfare using vaporous weapons designed for vaporous concepts.

Heart = abstraction
Mind = abstraction

Spirit = abstraction

Soul = abstraction

Body = abstraction

Idea = abstraction

“They” are trying to like hell to get these abstractions into manifesting into tangible things. To bring the ethereal into the real. Make fantasy a reality, if you will. One does not fight the body for the soul.

This is ideas vs ideas where “their ideas > your ideas”. 

The body is simply a conduit for reaching these things they seek. Its possible that at some point you’re gonna have to stand. Or fold. Or maybe just get tossed out of the game entirely.

Sidney Powell’s legal defense: ‘Reasonable people’ wouldn’t believe her election fraud claims

Reasonable. Reasonable people. lolz…”reason” suddenly appears in the big middle of discussing abstractions. Keep in mind that, upon starting this writing, I simply did a Google search for “2020 election fraud” (without quotes) and I’m simply going down the line of results. I’m not putting these together to fit some own personal narrative of mine, I’m going step by step down the search results, taking them one by one, reading some of the articles, and commenting on the whole mess as I go with no pre-planning and no forethought. Woke up this morning, wondered what was going on with the election fraud stuff, and now here we are.

So with that in mind, why don’t we think about “reason” a bit and just what it might mean. First up is that in order for someone to be considered “reasonable”, they must first find these election fraud claims “unreasonable”. Seeing is how “election fraud” itself is far from unreasonable, our search for reason and/or reasonable people is gonna be rough. But in this instance, things are even more muddy because the defendant herself and/or her defense is twisting the meaning of “reasonable” and/or “reasonable people” by stating that…

No reasonable person would conclude that the statements were truly statements of fact.

What makes people reasonable? What makes a person reasonable? Concessions? Conceding some point? Allowing doubt to creep into your mind?

Reasonable, doubt?

Hrm…this is an interesting tack they’ve taken. It’s a confusing course. Like a zig or a zag a ship makes in order to avoid a torpedo. But here’s where things get even more interesting…

‘The filing Monday in the U.S. District Court for the District of Columbia claims Powell’s statements were so absurd they couldn’t be taken seriously.’

Absurity. Is “absurdity” a fact? We are afterall doing a dance here between reason, fact, abstraction, and absurdity. Question is, who is gonna win this dance-off. Reason? Or fact. Or absurdity.

Absurdism
Absurdity
Incongruence
Incongruence
Reason
Reasonable
Seriously
Serious
Dominion

A supreme authority as to what is, and is not, as it pertains to votes and voting. “Reason” is questioning, and “reasonable” is having sound judgment. 

Inconsistent seas.

Inconsistent? Seize.

Carpe diem.

Election auditor wrote ‘election fraud facts’ report for GOP senators who tried to overturn the 2020 election

I knew it…fucking NINJAS are involved. Ninjas are sneaky assassins. I guess Cyber Ninjas are hacker assassins who…hack and assassinate in cyberspace? There’s a word you don’t hear anymore…cyberspace. Its a very abstract concept, cyberspace is. It’s basically nothing more than electrical conduits with more specific purposes than your average power grid types of transmission lines. Electrons made of bits, and bytes and packets instead of just dumb electrons headed for your electric can-opener or the charging station for your smart-phone or smart-car or whatever.

‘In a statement provided to the Arizona Mirror by Fann after this article was first published, Logan confirmed that he’d written the document to assist U.S. senators who either wanted to object to the certification of the Electoral College or wanted to insert evidence into the official record. He said he was asked specifically to include evidence that would support the national security concerns that some senators had.’

Oh, but there’s more…

‘Logan did not say who asked him to compile the information or which senators it was for.’

This is vague as fuck. “he’d written the document to assist U.S. senators…” what? Of his own volition? He what… watched the news, heard senators complaining, made a list of what they were complaining about, then started to investigate of his own accord and document his findings? He/his firm was/were hired by the Arizona Senate President to audit the Arizona election results. So, what the fuck is involved in this auditing process anyway, and why is this Cyber Ninja writing election related shit tailored for U.S. Senators on the State of Arizona’s dime? Not only that, but how the hell is a report on the election audit being released before the audit even takes place. What am I missing here?

Experts question Ariz. Senate’s planned Maricopa County

FUCK!!!!!!!! PAYWALL!!!!!!!! PRIVLEDGED INFORMATION!!!!!!!!!

I guess the fact that some firm that has been hired to audit election results in Arizona is headed up by someone who just may not be the most unbiased of people, and this is causing dismay amongst certain interests who themselves are very biased and would prefer that their interests are seen to.

Fact checking Texas lawmaker’s claim of 400 voter fraud ‘cases’

FUCK!!!!!!!! PAYWALL!!!!!!!! PRIVLEDGED INFORMATION!!!!!!!!!

I get the feeling that anything and everything a “news organization” provides is 100% their opinion, which is why they can charge people to get at it even if it is considered to be “public information”. Hey, I’m willing to make reasonable accommodation since you’ve got all that bloated overhead and you really really need that 5th home out in Flagstaff, but allowing those 12 ads to display on your article is about all I can afford to give at this point in my life.

Promoter of false election fraud claims is raising money for Arizona Senate GOP’s election audit. Is that even legal?

Ah HA! Now we’re getting somewhere. It’s not necessarily the State of Arizona that has hired the auditors, but the GOP? And in fact, has done so via fundraising? The GOP doesn’t have $150,000 to spare, even if they honestly think that election fraud has occurred? How the hell can private interests employing partisan firms ever expect to be objective in reaching factual conclusions? Really fucking weird that all this is going on in the big middle of some supposed global pandemic. Sounds to be like the fuckers are just bored and don’t have anything better to do. Has an almost mischievous timbre to it. Idle hands.

Texas GOP recruiting ‘army’ to fight voter fraud in largely minority areas of Houston

Building an army. Great. That’s just what the world needs…another fucking “war on”. War on this, war on that, war on someotherfuckingthing, now a war on voting and voters. Hey…citizens…voting public…I think elements within the very government you vote on and for? Yeah, they just declared war on you, and they’re raising an army to fight you. Salty talk. Very salty talk.

As Michigan G.O.P. Plans Voting Limits, Top Corporations Fire a Warning Shot

Minorities. Prejudices. Racism. Race…ism. Race…ism…in Motor City and the Motor City State? Hrm.

Auto...race.

Hey, I got news for you…rich people don’t like nor associate with poor people because they’re prejudiced. Unless of course it is beneficial in some way for them to do so.

Hey, I got more news for you…poor people don’t like nor associate with rich people because they’re prejudiced. Unless of course it is beneficial in some way for them to do so.

I notice “a major spike in coronavirus cases” gets a mention. Which, how’s that Legionnaires thing going? Ya’ll get that all squared away yet? That new multi-million dollar water project get all the funds distributed to the right places so people can have safe drinking water yet?

‘Despite the courts’ near-universal rejection of claims of fraud, including the Michigan Supreme Court, Ruth Johnson, a Republican state senator and former secretary of state, said there was a “lot of gaming of the system.”

‘”There was more cheating last year in an election than I’ve ever seen in Michigan,” said Ms. Johnson, who is chairwoman of the State Senate’s elections committee.’

Welp, she said it, so it must be so. Great logic in adding more variables. That is almost sure to make this shit sandwich less gamey.

Trust in our election system begins by educating future voters. Here’s what we’re doing

Wait…these are the same fuckers who blocked me from an earlier article which could have contained factual “official” information, but now they’re giving me access to an opinion piece? Think of the children. Get them while they’re young. Educate.

Indoctrinate.

I hate to tell you this, but if you have some static/concrete system for educating anyone, and especially children, you are part of the problem. You’re taking a “one-size-fits-all” approach to a very dynamic world. So with that in mind, what do you do with those who don’t fit into your cookie-cutter mold(s)? Throw them in special ed? Put them on the short bus? Hide them away? Forever label them as “this”, and that’s all their gonna be in your beautiful and perfect posthumanist world?

‘Americans remain starkly divided in their confidence in elections because of lies about voting fraud.’

I dunno how many articles you the reader have read here, but if you’ve read any of them, you’ve probably seen the word “lies” appear at least once. A trend in all of these articles is that “lies” is probably used somewhere. Some have said the election results were fraudulent, some have said they were not, you believed one side or the other, and now everything that is not within your own scope of truth, is lies. There have been many inconsistencies found, yet you dismiss them as irrelevant because the numbers were not sufficient to change the result(s).

But what about next time? 

“Election fraud” has been front and center since the 2000 US elections, and it’s almost as if there is this constant probing going on. Looking for weaknesses. Looking for exploits. Question is, would anything be being done if people weren’t crying foul? Would there be active interest in ensuring that the elections and their results were fair an accurate? This piece reeks of taking advantage of the lockdown/pandemic and remote education more than an objective look at whether or not an educator wants to delve off into the particulars of election processes when teaching on the subject of government. To teach someone how to participate in a something, without first explaining to them the processes involved in why they may even want to vote at all? Tsk tsk…you’re assuming that everyone votes, and I guess suggesting that everyone should vote. If you make education about voting and voting processes mandatory, children are likely going to believe that voting and/or participating in the electoral processes are also mandatory.

‘Equally important is exposing more of the general adult population to the elections process. As the state’s only nonpartisan provider of voter education, no other entity is better suited for this than Clean Elections.’

Citizens Clean Elections Commission: Home Page

Why is there functionality on that site to donate to political candidates in order to…what…get them on the state ballot? Is that where 100% of the money goes? Regardless, I don’t think that e-begging for money for political candidates is very “clean”. In fact, its fucking filthy. BTW, how is Phoenix doing? Still sinking? Giant cracks still forming and stuff? Yeah, our winds from the east are getting more and more prevalent, and gotta be something driving the winds to come in from the east this far north. I realize that the Rockies are sinking too, but something has triggered a change in the prevalent winds around here over the past several years. Anymore, no fucking telling which direction the wind may come from.

Digress.

Just seems to me that segregating the voting process from the governmental processes us going to have the effect of creating a sect of worker bees who do nothing but vote. They don’t know who they are voting for, nor why, they just have this strange feeling of being compelled to vote, and no idea from whence these urges spring. They just…do it.

WAS THERE ELECTION FRAUD IN THE NOVEMBER 2020 ELECTION? COME JOIN US TO FIND OUT

This is an advertisement. Oohm but…FREE PIZZA!!!!!!!!!!! I get the feeling that they want people to come out for an entirely other purpose. Perhaps a photo-op? Something with loads of people that can be captioned with something like “election fraud townhall meeting jammed to capacity by outraged voters looking for answers”

(and free pizza). 

The “drinks” bit is kinda vague. They serving beer at this thing? Hell, open to the public with free pizza and drinks is almost certain to attract a crowd…in the middle of a pandemic…in a state who is currently undergoing a major spike in coronavirus cases. Good idea. Also a good idea to hold it in Battle Creek and not Detroit. Homeless and poor folk woulda showed up and ate all the pizza.

Russia And Iran Spread Election Fraud Conspiracies – But Didn’t Try To Alter Results – Intel Report Finds

Everything is so classified anymore that getting accurate information is gonna be rough. The very people who collect and analyse all of this information are the same people who are making it available and/or unavailable. The same people who decide what means what, what should be released, what should not, and they’re prolly the same people who are gonna redact information when you put in a FOI request. They ain’t gonna make it easy for ya. There’s probably some very real and even some very justified spite in some of these positions. Positions that exist for the sole purpose of making someone crawl through rivers of shit so that you don’t have to. They put in the hours, whilst you just wanna grab the data and run with it for your own purposes. Still, these folks do get paid. As to what belongs to them and what doesn’t? Welp, they are citizens too, so their ideas might differ from yours. Now, regarding that story? lolz…agencies, who deal in deception, are coming clean about what they did and didn’t do in the US elections? And you believe that?

rofl

Fox News Hosts ‘Joined Forces’ With Giuliani to Spread Trump Voter Fraud Lies, Lawsuit Says

Hrm…hasn’t FOX News recently undergone a paradigm shift as far as supporting/not supporting conservatives and/or Republicans? I wonder if they did this to alleviate any culpability in future lawsuits. Would be a smart move to distance themselves from any wackos that might get FOX sued, or at least give them an out when they do get sued.

“The Fox anchors were not innocent bystanders and the disinformation generated during their interviews was no accident. Prior to the interviews, the Fox anchors decided to join forces with Giuliani and Powell to disseminate disinformation about Smartmatic,” the filing states.’

Smartmatic

From that…”…identity management systems for civil registration…”. I wonder if that includes COVID-19 vaccination passport types of stuff? Aren’t vaccinated?

Can't vote. 

Question is, does this lawsuit have merit? Is it really a good idea to silence a media outlet because they choose to give certain opinions a platform from which to speak? Seems to me that if all these election fraud people really are kooks who are singling you out and defaming you, you’d be thrilled because you can easily refute the claims. There are no jack-in-the-box types of surprises, everything is right out there in the open. Your machines operate according to specs, perform as-advertised, no glitches, no malfunctions, no tampering, here’s the proof. You do have a QA department, right? Do lots of testing? Seems like they’d be pissing their pants to address anything they or the development teams haven’t thought of as well as defend their designs. You’re a private company sure, but aren’t you under government contract(s)? Aren’t you contractually bound to disclose information when and if requested? Or did someone miss a step somewhere. Is anything of yours public record?

^Nitzer Ebb – Shame (Regis Edit) (2016)^

Yeah boy…made it through the first two pages of a Google News search for “2020 election fraud”…without quotes. Is there anyone left? Anyone hang with me through the entire ride?

Q: How am I, a lowly and below-average citizen of the United States of America and resident of the State of Texas and the Planet Earth/Terra, supposed to consume / digest / comprehend such mountains of information?

A: ¿?¿

No answers, I have them. Guess I’ll have to rely upon you. Guess I’ll have to assimilate.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next?
^SKINNY PUPPY : ASSIMILATE LYRICS.^

cYa | cFa

^Freaks (1932) – One of Us! Scene (6/9) | Movieclips^

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*Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Clicky?*

Dear Reader… Have a Ted Talk… 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: The Lacuna Landing

*Nice! Good choice of Song to start, Clicky…*

Dear Reader, I had a dream this week in which Cade Fon Apollyon told me something. Something important…

*Oh shit! That was the soundtrack to that dream, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I woke up humming it…*

*Phil opines? …/taps ash… Who’da thunk it?*

… What I didn’t do at the time, something that I always do, was to visit Etymology Online to find out if ‘lucuna’ had a meaning and how its root had developed in time…

lacuna (n.)

“blank or missing portion in a manuscript,” 1660s, from Latin lacuna “hole, pit,” figuratively “a gap, void, want,” diminutive of lacus “pond, lake; hollow, opening” (see lake (n.1)). The Latin plural is lacunae. The word has also been used in English from c. 1700 in the literal Latin sense in anatomy, zoology, botany. The adjectival forms have somewhat sorted themselves: Mathematics tends to use lacunary (1857), natural history lacunose (1816), and lacunar (n.) is used in architecture of paneled ceilings (1690s), so called for their sunken compartments. Leaving lacunal (1846) for the manuscript sense.

*Sign language? Interesting – I think of synchromysticism as sign language for the def…*

… Then yesterday, a new missive arrived in my inbox! No. #168, one that Cade wrote on the 13th January 2021, but only sent yesterday. He explained his reason for the delay, butt I shall not divulge it here…

*’Cos it’s no one’s fuckin’ bidness, butt his own, Clicky…*

… Four missives from the Okie Text US Devil have been posted at the LoL in meantime, however…

#169

#170

#171

#172

… Doo go take a look. Or not. As always, Dear Reader, that decision is entirely up to you. Now here is Cade’s lacuna missive.

Enjoy! ❤

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Greetings fellow humans, humanoids, and other assorted entities residing in gravity. My name is Cade F.O.N Apollyon, and I would like to welcome you to this edition of “Missive From ‘Merica”. My co-hosts are RooBeeDoo, her assistant Clicky, and by the time you read this they have likely formatted and polished this particular writing of mine to a high shine.

You should know from the start here that I have made a decision to take the writing in a different direction today, as it would appear that some consider my writing as terse. Acerbic. Vulgar. Dirty. Offensive. Racist. Misogynistic. Disrespectful. Blasphemous. Too forward or too direct. Too cluttered, disorganized and sloppy. Too happy-go-lucky and freewheeling. Too loosey-goosey with the rules. Too non-standard, abstract and misty. Too vague. Too distant and nonsensical and even pointless. Too…

Zen.

For your own personal peace of mind, I would like to remedy this. All of it.

With that in mind, I, today, shall take my first baby-steps into a new world. No longer shall I endeavor to write in such a way as to inspire you to think with your own mind and leave you with your own thoughts to make your own decisions; I shall now strive to dictate your thoughts and your thinking for you. I will strive to find all your answers for you, and then deliver them to you. I shall strive to add my own voice to that of the echo chamber. I shall join the resonant drone so as to add more power to the socially acceptable mantra(s). Perhaps my finally joining the throng will be the straw that breaks the camel’s back, and this whole mess will, finally, and completely, self-destruct.

Thank you for putting me on the path. Thank you for showing me the light. Thank you for saving me from myself for your own benefit.

Namaste.

– – –

Last night’s dream was terrible. I could get nothing right. Everything I did was wrong: was clumsy, was awkward, everything I touched ended in complete disaster. The worst part about the dream though? I remembered it when I awoke. I already get everything wrong in my waking life. ‘Tis a shame that I am now getting it wrong in my dreams.

No stranger to dreams here. Dreams are a regular part of my life, dreaming is a regular and frequent occurrence, and they are always strange in that they always seem to be completely detached from reality. There are very real things in them sure, but they always, I mean always, take a strange turn that is so completely unexpected that the reality within the dream is shattered.

I have been dreaming every night, without fail, ever since around July/August of 2019. The thing is, I’ve started to not remember my dreams very much, which is highly unusual for me personally.

Alas, I must bail out of this section. I must digress and write something else.

I was going to regale you, the reader, with the all of the details and specifics of last night’s dream, but I have completely lost my nerve. My shyness has kicked in, self-preservation mode has been activated, I’ve lost my train of thought, and I’m far too fearful at this point to share my dream with you for fear of being thought of as a complete freak. My courage has left me.

Apologies.

– – –

Should dance be considered a martial art? Strange question, but I must ask it. It would help some if you, the reader, has an understanding of what a martial art is.

Martial arts are codified systems and traditions of combat practiced for a number of reasons such as self-defense; military and law enforcement applications; competition; physical, mental, and spiritual development; entertainment; and the preservation of a nation’s intangible cultural heritage.

Source: Wikipedia

Disarming. Dance, dances and dancing are disarming. There are a great many people, in the world, right now, doing dances, in order to disarm people. Making an effort to get the masses to drop their guard or lower their weapons. Molding the hearts and minds of individuals, in the moment, so as to get them to behave in a way that is more conducive to that which suits the dancer’s purpose. And that is the purpose of the dance: to focus a certain specific energy in a certain specific direction.

Typically, I’d think a dancer would want anyone watching to be pleased. Sure, the dancer wants to express themselves, and dance is the art form they’ve chosen as a medium for this expression, but they are going to want others to like their efforts. They are going to want to be accepted and garner approval from others. They are going to want to know that their time in learning to dance has been well spent. The audience has fallen under your spell, and will now behave according to your wishes.

Approval.

Acceptance.

With that, I must question that which is a martial art, which is typically not considered a martial art. Question those things that allow an individual to command and control a situation. Why? I’ve began to ponder the idea that if dance can be considered a martial art, so too can theatre. So now I must question the nature of theatre. I must question my preconceived notions about what is and is not theatre.

Is a street performance to be construed as theatre? Is a public gathering to be considered a street performance?

Is a riot to be considered a street performance?

Is giving a briefing outside of 10 Downing Street to be considered a street performance?

Is “a mass shooting” to be considered a street performance?

Is a reporter reporting from the site of some event to be considered a street performance?

Is all of that theatre? Is any of it?

Is the point of theatre to titillate, excite and entertain? To rouse and/or stir emotion(s) in their audience? Furthermore, is it the point of the theatre company and players to swing these emotions for their own benefit? What does the audience get in return, and do they get their money’s worth?

Is that what this is all about? Money?

Oh my, that does not look like writing that is going to please an audience. I am putting entirely too much pressure on the reader’s shoulders. I should be giving answers instead of asking questions.

Pardon me whilst I digress to a something that maybe I can hold a thought on.

– – –

Not being fond of being told what to do, there are only two possibilities…

Uno: The person telling me what to do knows how to do what they want done, but they see the task as beneath them and they have better things to do anyway, so they farm the work out.

Dos: The person telling me what to do does not know how to do what they want done, so they farm the work out to someone else in the hopes that this other individual can figure it out.

If número uno is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, I have to consider exclusivity and mentoring factors. Does the assignor assist in the task? Or are they throwing the assignee to the wolves.

Repulsion.

If número dos is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, you now have not one person who doesn’t know how to do a something, but two. I have to think about how many more “non knowing” individuals may be drawn into this endeavor in order to complete the task.

Gravitation.

What I am thinking about here is the nature of enterprise. What lifts up, and what pushes down? And I must, must, consider time.

If someone assigns me the task of completing and proving the GUT (Grand Unified Theory), is it a something that can actually be done? Are we humans actually capable of both understanding and explaining the Universe in its totality?

 Am I? 

Or is this just a time sinkhole meant to keep me occupied whilst others go off and do their own thing? A distraction in which the assignors have no real investment in the dangerous aspects seeing as how I am the one who will fail, hence all blame will rest upon my shoulders. I am inept, not the theory.

To be completely truthful, I, most of the time, do not have a problem with being told what to do. In fact, I tend to operate best in environments where I am told what to do. If I have to be self-reliant in dreaming up work for myself, I am most certainly going to be out in the fringes working on abstract things that others are likely to deem to far too distant to be relevant within the current time-frame. Leave me to my own devices, and the realms of the negligible is where you’ll find me. Splashing along the shoreline in the waters upon the far shores. The long odds. The impossible. The unknowable.

In order to be understood, I want, and perhaps need, another to tell me what to do.

– – –

We are only just now starting to see a lot of things in our world. Things that have existed for very long times, we perhaps have heard of them, but they so stretched the imagination that we could not comprehend that such things were possible. As such, we relegate these thing to the world(s) of myth and legend. Fantasy. Tall tales. Some real something that has been so embellished upon that it doesn’t actually exist, and certainly is not as advertised.

Not so anymore.

We can fire up our own personal communication devices of all kinds, and know almost instantly what is transpiring anywhere in the world. We can also know things that are happening in our solar system, in our galaxy, and even around the Universe. Perhaps not so timely with those last three, but we can certainly know more, and quicker, than at any point in our known history. We can be told, by others, what is going on, where, and maybe even why this something is happening.

I wonder sometimes how well you yourself interpolate information. Not interpret – interpolate. Although the two do share some concepts, there is a difference between the two. Alas, because of my new paradigm, I can no longer provide links to definitions for your consideration. I guess I am, again, gonna have to digress, and you’re just gonna have to do all the legwork yourself if you wanna figure out where I was going with all of this.

Apologies.

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With everyone being sick and tired of lockdown, one thing that it has achieved, which most may not think about, is that transmission by hand has almost certainly been curtailed. And I’m not talking about transmission of disease(s) by hand either, I’m talking about the transmission of data and information by hand.

Instructions. Orders. 

Perhaps give a few short moments to consider the last time you saw anything at all via the press about any “terrorist” anything.

This is supposedly how most terrorist groups transfer their information…by hand. Circumvents all those electronic snoopers that have gotten so damn good at monitoring anything and everything. I’d imagine that lockdown has made any “terrorist” organization(s) have to rethink their information channels and adapt. And this lockdown has likely also changed the dynamics of leakers and how they operate. You may be able to still grab sensitive or classified info, but getting the info elsewhere on some physical media just got really difficult.

I’m sure lockdown has had the effect of giving surveillance networks some really unique insight as to how data moves/is moving when they have more or less of a monopoly on the information channels.

Bollocks.

I just started to re-read that section and have noticed that I am, yet again, slipping right back into my old writing style. Putting that comfortable clothing on. Returning to my natural ragamuffin state.

Learning to express yourself in a way that is pleasing to others is rough.

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Sick … and tired … of lockdown. The cure is the sickness.

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I will be seeing you around.

❤ cade

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