The 8th December, was the anniversary of John Lennon’s death in 1980, Dear Reader. 37 years ago; I was reminded of that day whilst reading Blue Frank‘s post yesterday about May Pang, John Lennon’s girlfriend, briefly, in 1973…
*Weird, Clicky… /drags… RedFrank has a newMEROVEEpost up today about a black hole discovery that’s puzzling scientists…/taps ash… created just after the Big Bang, like…*
*GUT of everything? …/drags… As John Lamb Lash mentioned at the end of his last talk… ‘See colon backslash’ …/blows smoke ring… The singularity… /stubs butt… I asked my good friend, ‘The Gut Doctor’ about 137 before, Clicky…*
*Roob-ID-I-um… /lights up…*
Rubidium-87 has a half-life of 48.8×109 years, which is more than three times the age of the universe of (13.799±0.021)×109 years, making it a primordial nuclide.
…Knot only that, Dear Reader, it was but a year ago, on December 8th 2016, that the very first Underdog Anthology was published. I was reminded of this reading Leggy update on the upcoming Christmas edition, posted last night…
*Leggy just emailed me a complete final copy, Clicky… /puffs merrily… It looks fucking AWESOME!!!*
There’s an additional treat included with three illustrations Leggy drew way back in the 80s. Three perfect Santa cartoons that illustration Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come perfectly…
…And, Dear Reader, you may notice from the Contents page that a certain missive writer from Text US has a story included. I had the most enormous fun last weekend editing ‘Christmas Ever’, as Cade wrote it…
There is a real treat in this one for those who enjoyed Brian W. Aldiss’s excursions into the deeper, stranger SF regions. If you re-read his shorts such as ‘As for our Fatal Continuity’ and ‘Send Her Victorious’ (in ‘Comic Inferno’, well worth a read if you can still get it and the title story is in much the same vein too), and his novel ‘The Eighty-Minute Hour’ (which I read several times) then you are going to love this one. I’m not telling you the title yet, but I will when it’s ready to go.
*/squints… What’s that red book Cade’s using, Clicky?*
*/rolls eyes… Figures… /continues to smoke…*
Sew… hopefully, Dear Reader, ‘The Underdog Anthology IV: The Good, the Bad and Santa’ will be available to everybody…
*/coughs… Don’t give Leggy ideas, Clicky!*
… Um, nearly everybody sometime before Thursday. I will post a link when it is and let you have a look at the Afterword corruption. In the meantime, have a good week, don’t be mean and… Have a Song… 😉
*/puffs… Clicky! I find the new title of that Song highly offensive… /streams smoke… Get another…*
This will be The Okie Devil’s last missive here for a while, Dear Reader. It’s a fairly long one, so I’ll keep this brief…
*/sniff… Gonna miss him, Clicky…*
… No spoilers! He can tell you himself… ❤
*******
“Never leave shelter to find better shelter. Especially in inclement weather.”
I cannot recall where I read that, but I do recall it being back when reading about “wilderness survival” when I was younger.
EX: If it’s snowing or raining, and you are partially protected, going out into the rain or snow in search of better shelter, is akin to abandoning a perfectly good ship in search of a life-boat…all because you are afraid that the shit might sink.
Nothing wrong with being forward looking…but what if the ship sinks because you weren’t there?
I think I read that somewhere once.
Can’t remember.
^Buffalo Springfield – What It’s Worth (Stop Hey What’s That Sound) – Slowed down to 33rpm^
Prolly why I’m so skeptical about things. Especially “future” things. You can cause just about anything and everything you want to happen, to actually happen.
No real mystery there.
That makes prediction more along the “soothsaying” types of paths a little easier to handle. It does me anyway. Also makes predictability/future telling/forecasting a little easier to discern from analytics. Again…that’s just me.
I like thinking about time and timings.
That said…some good news has arrived. Maybe “fortuitous” would be more apt. More later.
The irony is not lost on me.
I don’t think it is anyway.
^Planets Sounds^
This is actually a good way to learn drums. Well…it was back in the day of vinyl. Play a 45 on 33 & 1/3, or play a 33 @ 16. Helps you spot a lot of nuance that you might otherwise miss. Helps with those hidden shadow hits and accentuations, and helps you learn how to play them. More than that, when you speed the shit back up, it helps you find the flow within the difference(s) in speed.
When and if you eventually play live with people, they are gonna wander, and you gotta learn when to bend with respect to timing, when to be relentless with respect to being the timekeeper, and how to flow. Also, how to flow with the individuals that you are playing with. Each group has its own flow. You fit it, or you don’t.
^Stevie Wonder – Superstition – Slowed down to 33rpm^
As I’ve continued to think about a documentary that I watched recently about coral reefs, I continue to attempt to temper my urge and urges to act with as much prudence as I can muster. I do that, by hammering the fuck out of any and all sides of my own and others’ thinking. I must act fast, to move slowly. I must act slow, to move fast.
Q: If you are properly placed “to act”…is this indicative of need?
A: !!!
There are a lot of people that prolly ain’t gonna like that thought, not one … fucking … bit. Smacks too much of destiny and predetermination. Too much…fate. But, in my thinking anyway, to choose one or the other sometimes allows neither. I mean, hell…using that kind of thinking, choosing both allows neither. Certainly seems to have that potential anyway.
MAN!!! If there is a God/gods/whatever, he’s/she’s an irritating and annoying motherfucker, eh?
How bout a “normal” music break from all this weird shit?
BTW…this is another local band from back in the dizzay.
Just in case anyone is interested.
^About 9 Times – “There is no…”^
Started trying to re-watch this coral reef documentary, and I gotta give them some props for asking some difficult questions, but there’s still something about this documentary that makes me not like it. Something elusive and business-like…some thing(s) that are very contradictory…and some thing(s) that seem just downright angry and retaliatory.
That said, there is something…else. Something…elusive creeping behind all of that and all those. Something just downright disheartening. Methinks, partly anyway, that some of that feeling that I am getting, is related to trying to undo something, and NOT including undoing what you did in the first place that is causing the damage. Almost a bowed-head, whipped, broken, and bound in chains acceptance of defeat, all while contemplating what it is to continue living defeated. Maybe that’s what we need.
^Dying Coral Reefs Documentary 2017^
To relate, I’m gonna post another video that seems to contain some anger and angry people. People who seem angered to the point of rage. People who somehow feel that they have been betrayed. That’s what I am getting anyway. Admittedly, I’ve seen this documentary before. But I decided to watch it again, and yep…lotta anger and rage. I personally am not real fond of anger nor rage, but that’s just me.
Watch it if you want.
Or not.
Whatevz.
^THE MARS UNDERGROUND [HD] Full Movie^
Let’s get back to coral reefs, and let’s bring Fukushima along with us.
^ᴴᴰ [Documentary] Fukushima – Radioactive Forest^
We’re gonna have a string of large images to compare here…so…deal with it however you choose.
^Large Clock Ticking Sound Effect^
This first image, above, is “coral bleaching”, from The Great Barrier Reef in Australia, that is supposedly due to rising ocean temperatures. Or acidity levels. Or CO2 levels. Or fossil fuels. Or something. Whatever it is…this “has never happened before”…so we must do something. Or something.
^Cicada noise slowed down^
This next image, is from Fukushima and/or the surrounding areas, and shows someone holding two images. The bottom one is a normal photograph, and the second is a special photograph that shows radiation and/or exposure to radiation.
Anyone else see some contrast between the coral and the tree?
Maybe even…black holes and white holes, and why one is not necessarily preferable to the other? Maybe if you think in terms of expansion and contraction, neither will necessarily be real appealing. Throw in concepts like spaghettification and time loops, and backwards/forwards time and matter travel…and shit gets even more unappealing. Mix all those together…and shit is gonna get REALLY fucking strange. Or whatever.
^Rain Sound + Dial Up 700% slowed down^
While I continue to post these images, and continue to compare them to each other, while thinking about change(s) and changing, I got to listening to the video below…
as I was thinking about the images above
…and it got me to thinking about what we sometimes do…to stop thinking about something. Especially those things that we cannot change. The things we cannot prevent. The things that we intervene in, that we later wish we wouldn’t have…irrespective of reasons.
Meh…give it a listen if you want. But what I got to thinking about at some point…was gunfire.
Q: Were you to hear something, you’d rather not have heard…what would you do, to cover those sounds in your head?
A: ???
Yeah…I wonder sometimes if “The Universe” doesn’t sometimes try and do the same. Block things out.
Cover them up.
But before you get too conspiratorial in that thought and your thinking, remember that I tend to think along some crazy timelines, and in and amongst some crazy time and times. By that I mean…this “coverup”…could have came from 1,000,000 years ago…or could have come from 1,000,000 years in the future…
or could have even come from both.
^Songs of Whales into Nightingales, sped and slowed for comparison^
And of couse, the image above is the “radioactive view” of the image that proceeded it.
Maybe this is already well-known to science, but what I personally see…is pathways. Pathways that have been opened up, so that this energy and these energies can get to where they need to go, utilizing pathways that better or best facilitate how these energies get there.
I mean, science always and forever is talking about decay and decays of radioactivity, as well as how these decays themselves decay. What they never tell you…is how. I mean…yeah…they kinda do…but they are kinda vague. And not always in the most believable of ways with respect to their answer(s) of “we just don’t know.”
^Pink Floyd – Breathe [800% Slower]^
I mean…if I personally do not know something? I am prohibited from exploring further or knowing more…yes? I cannot build a still and start making whiskey or moonshine or whatever. Even if I am the only one that will consume it.
Irrespective, the channels for knowing have certainly become…erm…distinct. Perhaps that will take some of the sting out of any and all perceived slaps. None was intended, but I can certainly see some as interpreting my vernacular and/or thinking as being just that. A slap.
A backhand.
My hinting that I am being oppressed, and possibly even willfully restrained, by others, against my will.
Q: Am I?
A: ?¿?
Q: Would you tell me if I were?
A: ¿?¿
Q: Are you being honest?
A: !!!
Q: Who is oppressing me? You?
A: ...
Yeah…that kinda shit does sting. It hurts to even think about it.
^THX Certified Test 800% Slower^
And yet again…the above image is the “radioactive view” of the image that proceeded it.
Thinking about paths and pathways does get me to thinking a bit more about these “Squirrely Neutrinos” that I’ve thought about. But in thinking about it now, in order to utilize these pathways, I’ve got to think about “rollers” and “parabolic trajectories” that are going to augment these pathways.
To me, anyway, that says that I’m going to need to prolly utilize some Tachyons, as well as both parts of the/a Neutrino when it is split. So that means strings of all kinds. We’ll get there and hopefully some of what I am thinking about will better come out as I go.
^Dolphin Sound Effect Slowed Down^
When we start “putting a face on things” that is more easily recognizable, maybe we can follow that “food chain” thingie upwards, see where we as humans stand, and maybe even where we should or should not be standing. I’m just thinking here, that all you need to do to show how important every single thing is in a food chain or genetic tree…is turn it upside down. Afterall…that’s where it all started…right? Maybe it’s time for some balancing via imbalance.
I dunno…maybe not. But like I’ve said…like it or not…I’m here. If I’m here, and involved, there’s a reason.
^hummingbird songs at extremely slow speeds^
Once again…the above image is the “radioactive view” of the image that proceeded it.
Seeing these spots, has me to thinking about my cousin. Well…both of them really. But more so about my cousin that recently died, and she was one of three triplets. I did not know her. Never even met her, nor her sisters. But I knew her uncle. Ironic that her uncle also never knew her, since he also died of Leukemia at a rather young age.
But I’m thinking less in terms of mutation, and more in terms of adaptation. Even more…
adoption.
Coping. Dealing. I mean, we need it, and we need it now…right? Otherwise… someone might get ahead of us. Might beat us to the punch. And we can’t have that…now can we? The price is too high, and we can’t afford to pay it. I wonder who will? Who does? Who has? Who had to pay because they had no choice but to do so?
^Cockney Star Trek^
So let’s take a look at a couple of screenies of animation in the coral reef video, which depicts this process whereby algae is “ejected” from its coral counterpart.
Q: Why would coral “evict” it’s algae counterpart/symbiote?
A: ?
Is it possible that we do not fully understand what is going on there? I mean, if this coral is ejecting their algae…or…”life giving counterpart”, as the video refers to algae…
Q: Is it possible that the coral is anticipating not needing/no longer needing the algae?
A: ¿
Q: Is it possible that the algae is needed elsewhere?
A: ¿¿
Yeah…as in, expansion. The coral doesn’t need it, but it’s going to be needed elsewhere, so turns it loose.
Layering.
^cockneys get a cab^
Seeing the layering that is so prevalent in nature, I cannot help but think there is much more going on here/there than we think. This bleaching that is taking place…
Q: Is the coral itself actually dying? In each and every and all cases…is the coral dying?
A: ???
Or is this simply a case where we do not understand what we are looking at, but think we do since it looked like “this” when we first found it, and it now looks like “that”? One of the scientists in the video mentions that
“there have been two back-to-back coral bleaching events”.
Um…how is that even possible? Or are you talking about different regions? Is that all you are following? When something leaves, how long does it stays gone, and when it comes back? Also, what other order would “bleaching events” be other than back-to-back? Back-to-front? Front-to-front? Halfway-to-middle?
^Sreaming Frog- slowed down^
I got to talking to Roob the other day, and I mentioned to her my terror at a concept that I had started thinking about with respect to backwards moving DNA. Primarily, DNA that is basically de-evolving, because it is sensing changes in the environment that require scrolling backwards through it’s own genetic code.
Science always talks about what a warm planet Earth/Terra used to be, and if the planet is indeed heating up, and generic code does indeed contain a virtual library of history of histories with respect to an individuals own history, and possibly/probably the history of many other lifeforms…why would it be such a stretch to see an organism/lifeform/entity rock backwards in its own code to see how best to proceed and adapt due to the changes that it is sensing?
Like say…oh…we start digging up metals and petroleum from somewhere, and some of this stuff we are digging up and out contains all kinds of…erm…information…and the life that is already here starts detecting the presence of these “unknown” things…then scrolls through its own genetic code to see if it can sense or detect some matches. Something familiar. Something known. Much like me calling upon my ancestors for a hand when shit got sideways a few years back.
Yeah…I actually did that. I actually had a “WTF?!?!?” kind of moment…thought about all that it has taken me to get here, and how can I best serve that legacy. So yeah…I’ve been thinking in some strange pathways.
^Let’s make some noise…^
Anyway…back on Earth-ish or approximate…um…I’ve added some parabolas to the image above. What I failed to mention regarding the previous screenshot, is that it was taken from a portion of the video where they were looking under a microscope, and the algae was migrating from left to right as it was being “ejected” from the coral.
Maybe they aren't being ejected. Just sayin'.
Anyway, it got me to thinking about energy and particles needing to get to where they are going, and how that is achieved.
So yeah…I’ve jumped the shark in the big fucking middle of a hurricane made of earthquakes, that is raining tornadoes proximate to an erupting volcano…or something like that.
I’ve got DNA, ancient bacteria and other ancient DNA/genetic materials, that are intermingling with radiation of varied varieties, from various sources, in various states, all while “business as usual” is doing its goddamndest to continue on unimpeded.
Q: I wonder who is steering the ship?
A: !!!
Not to mention our effect(s)/affect(s) on oceans via fishing, shipping, dumping, drilling, airplanes, cars, power grids, billions of humans, and countless other lifeforms.
Q: How many exo-planets have we located this week?
A: Any? Many?
Not saying we should stop looking, because I wouldn’t be able to do what I am attempting to do without all of these things that we are doing, have done, continue doing. But I’m seeing more and more things that are causing me concern, and I know that I am not the only one who sees these things, and I personally remain quite far from panic.
As a matter of fact, I am quite calm about most of this. I do what I can, the best I can, where I can, and that is all I have to fucking give.
/shrug
^Bee Buzz Slowed Down^
So what would cause a situation to develop, that appears to be guiding and protecting the process of facilitating the orderly and timed release of these algae? Is it all internal and dependent upon the coral?
That can't be.
What if the algae refused to leave? What if algae couldn’t leave? What if the algae…fought back? We are, afterall, fond of referring to “chemical warfare” with respect to corals and/or coral reefs. But I’m thinking now…what if there was a discrepancy? Not only, would the genetic code of the coral need to assist the coral in how best to proceed, but the algae’s genetic code would need to do the same. Moreover, these two entities survive and thrive on symbiosis. So why wouldn’t they work together at all times, in all situations, under all circumstances, for the betterment of both?
I can understand some of these marine biologist’s panic. I mean hell, they’ve spent countless years hanging around these things…studying them…loving them. Why wouldn’t they panic? That said, there is still some creepy vibes that I am getting from that particular video. Maybe its the coalescing of a lot of this thinking that I’ve been doing. Prolly some and/or all of that.
^Peyotl Series: Water Sound slowed down to 7 times the original length^
My daughter, who is 17, has wanted to be a marine biologist and/or zoologist since she could mumble. She loves dolphins, wants to know the ocean(s). She wants to know her planet. I want to help her in any way I can. I myself love the sea/the ocean. Not been around it much, but it is amazing. But I think the same about a lot of things.
I’ve always been told that my biggest fault is that I reach too far, try too hard, strive to know too much. My tackling of time was a biggie when I was a kid, and I was always told that’s the one sure path to failure and/or insanity. Not sure why tho. Include anything and everything, and time can be a cakewalk to understand.
That’s actually not true.
Time is scary as shit.
Only the pleasant things make the unpleasant things bearable.
Talk time…and you talk all.
That’s a lot.
A lot to think about.
^Unreal Hi-Speed Camera Shots^
All that bullshit said, the best that I can offer is to fill in the blanks. I can usually see the same shit you see, and understand the same shit you understand, but I always look at things from the perspective of time. Like watching me being around 8 years old, and watching soap bubbles from washing our car run down the driveway, into the alley, and down the street…
“Where do those soap bubbles and that soap go mom?”
I was told that they went to the water treatment plant in town, and the soap was removed there.
But I had already spent WAY too much time in the local creeks to buy that one. It didn’t add up. Our creeks typically did not flow unless there was rain, and always lowered and/or dried quickly in the summer. I knew that there had to be more going on…so I watched. I watched the soap bubbles form when a rain shower started, from dry areas to where you could eventually follow them down and see even more soap bubbles and other crap coalescing as they proceeded down the creek(s). I followed them.
How long, in weeks, months and years, does it take, for soap from the car that I just washed, to make it all the way downstream to the water processing plant?
(Assuming that it actually went there, which I later found out that most of it didn't.)
How much actually makes it to wherever it is going, and how much is left behind, and where?
Yeah...I was a weird kid.
^MW3 – MSR Sniper Sound – Slowed down to 75%, 50%, 25%^
Just thinking, that maybe some signals are being sent, and maybe those signals are saying…
"leave".
Something to consider tho…maybe this and these messages, are incomplete. Maybe there’s more to follow, and we are just now starting to understand how to read these messages, without getting so fucking hung up on “who” is sending them. Such as….
"Leave...these..."
I dunno. I’m listening intently, whenever, and wherever I can. Perhaps I’m misinterpreting here. But you can make your own assumptions from there if you so choose to do so.
I’ve no answers.
I’m not even looking for them.
I wouldn’t know what to look for, even if I wanted to.
^The Bloop is Back^
I watched this next piece of shit earlier…and yes, I started at part II. But as I started watching, I remember that I’ve seen this one before…so…no biggie. I made it to 12:34 in the vid, before I got to thinking about a coupla things.
Q: Why would aliens broadcast messages via mediums and methods that “civilizations” that are not capable and/or ready to receive?
A: ... --- ...
Yeah. Our Universe is full of “noise” What if these signals being broadcast from elsewhere, were/are more Morse Code like? They send a “dah” here….and a “dit” there…and these dah(s) and/or dit(s) could potentially be broadcast days, years, centuries, or even eons apart.
Q: Doesn’t our solar system spin and/or curve?
A: ---->)0(<---
Q: Doesn’t this mean that even the most conical and/or straightest of signals will eventually curve?
Just been thinking about my thought that all of our “deep-space” probes and satellites will eventually do an about-face, and return to Earth/Terra. Or at a minimum, do an about-face in an arcing type of parabolic curve, and eventually head somewhere else entirely. Possibly still back to/towards Earth/Terra, but on a much modified course.
I see our signals via television and radio and satellite and whatever other method/means, as eventually swirling, corkscrewing, zig-zagging, and all kinds of other shit. Then again, I maintain that “The Laws of Physics” are going to begin to behave in radically different ways out towards the edge(s) of our Solar System, and they are going to get wacky as shit outside of it.
Then again, I see a lot of curves and curving.
I must be girl crazy or something.
^Unidentified Deep Sea Sounds – SlowDown (1X)^
Since we are talking about messages, messaging, and the interpretation of these things, let’s talk about some shit that Roob threw at me earlier in the week. But I’m gonna start off with a different video, because I can’t currently find the one in particular that she sent me.
BTW…this particular video below? It makes Binaural Beats look like child’s play.
^Crickets Chirping Slowed Down 800% (creepy)^
OK….I think this is the one that Roob passed along to me.
If this is the incorrect video, Roob can change it if she feels so inclined.
🙂
^Have you ever heard crickets chirping slowed down? Its amazing!^
Let’s find some counter-arguments, and see what we can came up with.
^Urban Legends: God’s Chorus of Crickets^
Q: Do choruses sing always and forever?
A: Too easy?
Welp, are you broadcasting 24/7?
365/366?
What about…listening?
Are you doing that 24/7-365/366?
How can your broadcast 24/7 and simultaneously listen 24/7?
Or is this why some of us are attempting to shout louder than others?
Additionally, no chance of mixed-signals?
… — …
—…—
… … …
— — —
..? -?- ?..
Is it possible this guy faked this cricket crap? (no pun intended)
Sure it is.
Is it possible that this guy just so happened to be in the right place at the right time?
Sure it is.
Science is all about “being in the right place, at the right time, with the right equipment, and the right amount of funding”…so…why would this seem like such a stretch?
I’m all for knowing.
I’m just not real sure if I really know what that means.
Here’s some more tho.
Maybe there’s some tuning going on or something.
Does make me think of “The Bloop” tho.
But yeah…tuning and tunings.
^Crickets Chirping Slowed Down^
Let’s us check out some birds!!!
^CREEPY: What Birds Sound Like in Slow Motion !^
Let’s us check out a bird!!!
^Parakeet Sounds Like Dinosaur In Slow Motion^
Let’s us check out even more birds!!!
^Birds Singing and Chirping in Slow Motion with Slowed Down Bird Song^
And yep...even more birds!!!
^WHAT BIRDS SOUND LIKE IN SLOW MOTION^
Maybe it’s not so difficult after all to understand how Penguins locate their offspring or how “pairs who mate for life” find their counterparts when/if separated.
Prolly not so different from our methods.
^Mysterious Stone Towers Discovered In The Himalayas^
I remember when I was a kid, I read about how pinball machine companies came up with the ideas for all those crazy sounds that pinball machines were starting to make in the 1970’s and 1980’s. These people would go out into nature, record all kinds of sounds with portable audio recorders, then they would take those recordings back to the shop, tinker with them, and PRESTO!!!
Pinball machine sounds.
I’m guessing that this also translated to the video games that would follow…but that does make me think….where else would you start when needing to make sounds? Analog and Digital synthesizers were just coming into their own, and samplers were just starting to come available. We need to make so creative and interesting sounds to include in these games as a method of feedback to the player(s). So…the question is…
Q: Where do we start?
A: K.I.S.S.
NATURE!!! I mean…where else would we get something? That’s all there is. There is nothing else.
To some, I could see that being discouraging or even disheartening. But aren’t being discouraged and/or disheartened natural things as well?
Not to mention…we’ve no fucking CLUE how much shit there is “out there” to find, nor when and where we’ll find it.
So yeah…maybe The Universe is still creating, has always been creating, and will always be creating.
Q: I wonder what role(s) we are to play?
A: I guess we'll find out.
Or something.
^Powerful Third Eye Opening Binaural Beat Subliminal Visualization Video & Manifestation Movie^
I guess I see a contradictory nature beginning to arise within science. Well, maybe not arise, but certainly be more detectable and/or prevalent or known. But this contrariness is one that almost requires that science talk out of its mouth at the same time and/or be hypocritical/make hypocritical assumptions about itself, and especially Evolution. Perhaps they fall back on…
“but…if The Big Bang is correct, The Universe is still creating, was always creating, and always will be creating”
…or something similar. All that said, just thinking that to consider oneself or one’s group as being above reproach…is prolly going to be fatal. I mean, I can see and imagine some bright, shiny care-free future as much as anyone else, but I personally don’t require to death, disease and travail(s) to see it.
You need not inform me of it either…I see it just fine. I’ve seen it, and I continue to see it. Not exactly sure what is being asked of me. Perhaps you need more time to figure out what to ask me. Meanwhile, I’ve got things to do. Lemme know when and if you are ready.
I'll be around.
🙂
^Cricket Sound Slowed Down 20x^
Maybe it’s just me, but I personally see both Science and Religion as equally contradictory and/or contrary, and not simply opposed and/or compared to one another. They always opposed unto and within themselves, which is prolly why they sometimes work, and sometimes not. Personally…that gives me hope. That means there is always common ground to be found.
There’s nothing scientific about those numbers btw.
I just pulled them out of my ass.
I was very scientific about it tho.
And I prayed before I started.
Just in case.
😉
^A Choir of Angels (Music Slowed 800%)^
OH!!! The news. So…whatshername banged on my door earlier.
QUICK BACKSTORY: Whatshername has been refusing to buy me any Dr. Peppers for about 4 months or so. Fair enough, and no problem. I’ve no room to complain. However…
Whatshername: Do you have any empty Dr. Pepper bottles in here?
Cade: Why yes…I do happen to have one.
/me grabs it and tosses it to her.
Whatshername: OK, cool. BTW, I’ve bought a few more…so…
/me starts to laugh hysterically
Cade: Um…you need me to drink some?
/she starts to laugh hysterically
Whatshername: Yes…as a matter of fact I do.
Cade: Has there been some kind of sudden…paradigm shift?
/we both continue laughing hysterically, because methinks we both know what eachother is thinking.
Whatshername: For the time being. I need two more empty bottles.
Cade: I’ll see what I can do.
Ya see…she is helping to put on one of those “Fall Festivals” at the church that the youngest two kids go to, and one of the attractions she is doing…is pumpkin bowling. They are using a painted basketball at the pumpkin, and 2-liter bottles as the bowling pins. It would appear, that she has 8, and needs 2 more by tonight to finish painting them in time.
Whatshername:OH! And I got a call from the plumbers. They are going to be here on Thursday at 8 AM.
Cade: So…you need me to be here…Thursday…at 8AM?
Whatshername: Well…they are going to be digging from inside the house, through the foundation, and they need to do that through my room, and not from within the kitchen.
/her room is just opposite the kitchen.
Cade: OK…
Whatshername: I’m going to have to move all the furniture away from that wall, and stack everything against the opposite wall and on my bed.
Cade: OK…so…you need me to be here Thursday morning?
Whatshername: They said it’s going to take at least two days.
Cade: OK…so…you need me to be here both Thursday and Friday?
Whatshername: No. I’m taking off work at 06:30 AM on both Thursday and Friday.
Cade: OK…so…you don’t need me to be here at all?
Whatshername: Yes. You don’t need to be here.
Cade: Ah. So…got ya.
Whatshername: Someone will be here, so you don’t need to be here.
Cade: Got it. That’ll work out well. I was planning on leaving tomorrow or Wednesday depending on the weather, and you can have your bed and room back.
Whatshername: OK, well…if things don’t work out for you, I can sleep on the couch.
Weird how things work out...eh?
^Birds Slowed Down sounds like a Dinosaur rain forest^
Sometimes…things just get weird. So fucking weird in fact, that all seems kinda…normal.
^GOD’s FROGS -The Sound of Frogs Slowed Down by 100%^
Maybe sometimes our shit, when tinkered with, gets wacky.
You know what they say tho…whatever doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.
/me wretches
^Running in the 90s slowed down to 60% sounds like a sick vaporwave song^
I wonder what this does for, and/or says about…percentages?
What about directions?
What about “directional”…and approximately what “directional” could potentially mean?
^56K Modem Sounds Slowed Down 700– Creepy^
What say we end this one?
^Windows Startup and Shutdown Sounds 800% Slower^
Demonstrable...repeatable...explainable.
There is no other way.
^This is how slowed down crickets really sounds. Not so angelic after all…^
Now…this is just me…but isn’t that last one kinda…erm…akin to saving someone from themselves?
What will they think of next.
So much for my being upbeat, happy and/or positive, eh?
^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^
I’ve got so much on my mind, that I don’t really have much to say. That said, I’ll keep writing, and we’ll see how and where this goes.
I stared at a blank page for almost 3 hours, and couldn’t think of where or how to start. Typically, I just sit down, and whatever comes out, comes out. But this one is a shade different. There are some things to get to, and I’ve got a fairly narrow timeline in which to get to them. That makes me uncomfortable. Much like the whole “you only get one chance to make a good first impression” kinds of thinking.
I mean, if that’s the case, why bother? Who am I trying to make an impression on, and why? Am I surrendering all rights in doing so? Not that I have a problem with being subservient, because under the right conditions I have no problem with that. But how many people can I bow to, where the courtesy is not returned, before I break?
I guess we'll see when we get there, eh?
^Solarity – Terminal 6 (Original Mix)^
Something else that is on my mind, was the previous “whatever turned Missive” was, according to Roob, my longest yet. Not that I doubt her….I, in fact, don’t doubt her.
This particular whatever that I am currently writing tho…feels…longer. I’m only on my third paragraph, in my head I’m tumbling over the things I want to get to, and it just feels really fucking long. Maybe that’s because I already am aware of the massive amounts of shit that I am going to have to omit. Aggregate of the massive kind(s).
That gets me to thinking about the whatchacallit forums. They’ve been down for coming up on a year now, and I’ve been thinking about the few people that I got to speak with there.
Where are they?
What are they up to?
Are they OK?
How did they handle the forums going down?
Not like they had much choice in the matter, but I think about all the crap that I read. All the crap that I didn’t get to read. All of the crap that never got written, that I also didn’t get to read. Meh…you know what they say…
Even A Stopped Clock Is Right Twice A Day.
Oh wait…I got a better one…
Don’t Judge A Book That Isn’t There By It’s Cover That Is Also Mysteriously Absent.
^Dinka – Road To Perdition^
Whatshername has made Taco Soup. Imma go eat some.
BRB
^Nitrous Oxide – Show Me^
K…that was three hours ago that I went for soup, and I’m just now starting to type again. I can feel the disappointment and anguish within you. The longing. The confusion. The other stuff that is there…I can feel it too. It’s coursing through your veins like snot from your nose on a cold day…seeking to quell it’s yearning for a nearby tissue. I am very adept at feeling these feelings you are feeling.
I know them well.
Oh…and the soup wasn’t bad. A shade weak, and she never uses enough corn, but still tasty and quite palatable.
^Knife Party ‘Micropenis’^
And here...is what is happening in the world of Cade...
On Monday, Whatshername popped her head in my door, and mentioned that she had news regarding the hot water leak.
Whatshername: I have news regarding the hot water leak.
Cade: Do tell.
Whatshername: The owner called me, and she let me know that insurance has denied her claim.
Cade: Unpossible. Say it ain’t so.
Whatshername: Yeah…hard to believe, but its got to be done, so she is going to have to pay for it out of her own pocket.
Cade: That sucks for all involved. Sorry.
Whatshername: She’s calling tomorrow to schedule the plumbers, and she’ll let me know when they are going to be here to start actually searching for the leak.
Cade: I’ll try and make myself scarce.
So Tuesday rolls around…and…
Whatshername: They’ll be here on Friday at noon.
Cade: Okie dokie. I’ll try and make myself scarce.
And that’s that. Tomorrow is Friday, as it is currently 21:15 on Thursday October 26th. I was gonna disconnect my computer and clean tomorrow anyway…so…yeah….everything works out as it does, when it does, how it does.
I’ve already procured the vacuum cleaner and a broom/dustpan combo, a coupla loads of laundry, and I’ll be free to do any final digging and arranging in the closet on Saturday. I’m thinking about taking most of the clothes in garbage bags to The Goodwill for a shade more extra space in there. The more room I can leave, the less likely she is to throw the remainder away.
Sorry...just...thinking out loud.
^Knife Party – ‘Power Glove’ – OUT NOW^
In other news…I was able to login to GMail on my cellphone that isn’t mine.
Not real sure what to do now.
I guess I’ll just keep not responding to the glut of email I don’t get.
Now I just gotta see if I can work up the courage to login to Twitter.
I’m sure that the 8 people who follow my shenanigans will be thrilled.
^Deadmau5 – Overdraft^
I’ve described these “Omega Gates” in my bullshit before, but I’ve only ever used textual representations to describe how they work.
EXA: .Ω
EXB: Ω.
Yeah….pretty lame. A particle “boops” in and around the gate in order to avoid whatever the gate surrounds, giving the appearance that a particle has simultaneously appeared in two places at the same time, and/or vanished completely in one place and appeared in another.
Like a bent straw, that should immediately make most think about wormholes, but that’s not necessarily what I am talking about here. There’s going to be two primary particles that facilitate this gate’s creation, its opening, sustaining the gate, closing the gate, then destroying it.
Any number of particles and/or energies in various states may pass through the gate once open. But you’ll need to keep in mind that these energies and particles/matter and whatever else, have been coalescing for a long time, so there is a chance here to get a shade lost if we are looking for only one thing.
^Alex H – Blood Moon (Original Mix) sunsetmelodies^
So now we can split our Neutrino, which is actually two different particles in the same state and/or different states at the same time, especially when being acted on by a Tachyon. With respect to the Neutrino:
1. The inertia, kinetic energy, energy and whatall else…is going to go around, and the mass will go through.
2. The inertia, kinetic energy, energy and whatall else…is going to go through, and the mass will go around.
That’s an oversimplification due to what the Tachyon does on the other side, because we don’t know what that is until it actually happens. Our Tachyon may have been sitting there for 1 second, or it may have been sitting there for 10,000 years…we simply don’t know until it starts to gain enough mass, and by that time, it appears that our Tachyon came from somewhere it shouldn’t have.
Such as…our Tachyon appearing that it came from somewhen, and not so much somewhere. Both are going to be true, or at least, can be. There’s more to it than that…but I’m trying to be mindful of Roob and her needs….so yeah…let’s move on.
^ZENI – Breathe^
Our Neutrino has now split, and our Tachyon is going to make it’s presence known here and there. Both parts of our Neutrino are going to have much/many of the characteristics of each other, depending on what is going where and when.
Don’t want to confuse you at this point, but our Alpha Loop may or may not be there. It may also appear suddenly and vanish as quickly. If you think about our loop as a way of better managing time, energy and matter, it may not be so confusing when you see how it may sometimes appear to stretch time and matter, and may sometimes appear to crunch time and matter.
Not so much as a pressure relief valve, nor even a capacitor….but rather as an accompanying system that is as much a part of that system as anything else. Why build one, when you can have two at zero the price?
^Alpha 9 – Come Home [Full – HD]^
As you may have guessed, our Neutrino is going to appear to be at two different places at the same time, and will most likely sometimes appear as two completely different particles, and sometimes the exact same particle in two places at the same time.
Don’t forget our Tachyon on the other end, and it may not seem so confusing when I suggest that all three of these particles are actually always the same particle…they just operate in different times and places, in different ways, all at the same time…and sometimes at different times, all at the same time.
^Sebastian Weikum – There She Is (Original Mix)^
To make that thought not such a stretch, and to hopefully help it make more sense, think of these three particles less like inorganic matter, and more like something that matters…like people, for example. Let’s make them time-travelers.
Tachyon-C is “Person A” @ age 30
Neutrino-AB is “Person A” @ age 40
Neutrino-BA is “Person A” @ age 50
Q: At what point would we need to make such a distinction?
A: An event, at that time, in time, that included this person.
Not such a stretch when you think about it really, but I can already see the credibility wheels turning, and the question(s) of mortality/immortailty oozing out of your ears.
Q: What is the most aged thing that you have personally seen?
A: ?¿?
Q: What percentage of the age of this whatever, have you actually spent, with this whatever it is?
A: ¿?¿
EX: You find something that is 10,000,000 years old. How much of that 10,000,000 years did you spend with that something? How much of that time have you spent with that, or any other something? I’m betting not much, and I’m in the same boat, but I am trying to understand it.
It, being, time.
^Sebastian Weikum – Shout! (Original Mix)^
It’s at this point, that our Neutrino is going to assume many/most of the properties of our Tachyon, but our Tachyon is already long since gone. Well…in relativistic terms…yeah…long gone. Our Tachyon may have only covered an equal and opposite distance to our Neutrino, or it may have spent the equivalent of the next and/or last 6 months covering massive distances in a myriad of galaxies, or even just bopping around our own solar system.
Why do 1 thing, when you have the time to do 20?
Why do 20 things, when you have the time to focus on 1?
Why do 1 or even 20, when you don’t have to do any?
^Deadmau5 – Cyclic Redundancy^
From an engineering standpoint, I can’t see such thinking being a stretch. The only exception would be certain models that require a certain something, be the exact same way, every single time, for all time. Dunno bout choo…but that sounds dangerous.
^Disciples – On My Mind (Official Video)^
Coupla iterations of my Alpha L∞P.
^Roald Velden – Around The World (Original Mix)^
Coupla iterations of iterations on my Alpha L∞P.
^Boo Bass | Pogo^
Alpha Loops can fold, and they can fold many times in many different ways.
I’ve yet to encounter an Omega Gate that can, in and of itself, fold.
Omega Gates can bend and warp and stretch and straighten any number of ways, but I’ve yet to figure out if they can fold, or even if they would ever need to, seeing as how they are typically always entangled with at least one end of an Alpha Loop.
I’m just thinking now, why stretch when you can fold, and vice versa.
Still working on it thinking about it.
^Rezz – Voice in the Wall^
To relate a shade more as to what can appear where, and what can revolve about what and where, here’s a coupla more A0G8s where the Alpha Loop is actually inverted/appears above the Omega Gate instead of “below” it.
Gotta keep in mind that these shapes are merely architectural pathways that facilitation motion, energy, matter, etc., and the movement of these things contextually, to where and when they need to go. The matter and energy and whathaveyou is equally important in constructing/creating these pathways and where.
Think energy preservation, information retention, less destructive pathways that are “naturally occurring”…and maybe these concepts will also not be as much of a stretch.
^Soulwax – Is It Always Binary^
I’ve prolly added enough images to completely discourage Roob forever, so I’m gonna end this one here. But I think what I might do, is keep writing/write another one, because I kinda still feel like writing a bit. I dunno. We’ll see what Roob has to say, then go from there.
*Hmm… Goldenish… /thinks… You know, all that glisters is not gold, Clicky…*
*Er… Knot me! Shakespeare… /sticks out tongue…*
So hear we are, Dear Reader, at the end of this wonderfully massive missive. Whilst formatting the remaining posts this afternoon, BIG NEWS was announced of in the World of Science…
Astronomers capture both a gravitational wave and optical imagery from the energetic union of two neutron stars in a distant galaxy.
“found something
sending you a screenshot.”
“wow!”
“!”
These messages, exchanged between astronomers on August 17 at the Las Campanas Observatory in northern Chile, are a breathless acknowledgement of a major new breakthrough in astronomy.
No doubt we’ll here more about that in due course. For now, enjoy the final part of Cade The Okie Devil from Text Us’s 85th Missive From ‘Merica. Dive In! ❤
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Was re-watching some episodes of the TV mini-series of Hornblower earlier this morning and today. It got me to thinking about small events and/or events that are are classified as small.
That got me to thinking about significance.
I guess it is what it is, to whoever it is or is not significant to. I know that typically, a paper towel is insignificant to me and prolly also insignificant to most people. However, if I get into one of my sneezing fits? Suddenly, a paper towel, it’s proximity to me, and my access to it, is quite significant.
^benny benassi feat. channing – come fly away^
If I had anything that was worth anything…SURELY I’d know it by now.
I’ll be 50 years old in 1 month and 1 day.
I better get my act together and my ass in gear before it’s too late.
I’ve only got 983 years, 1 month, and 1 day to do so.
Maybe I should expedite.
3000 C.E. is just around the corner.
^Greenskeepers – Money^
I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the accepted everything else?
I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the acceptable everyone else?
I wonder what any of that will mean to anyone once I move on?
I wonder if it should mean anything to anyone?
Lemme know how it all turns out...k?
^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^
Yeah…I think that most of the time I’m pretty good at measuring value and worth.
Cept when I'm not.
At that point, it is me that I caught.
I am my own best worst enemy.
We get along fine, me and me.
We disagree to agree.
But that’s just me.
^Digitalism – Blitz^
Penny for your thoughts.
^Crookers- My Penny^
X: You aren’t gonna leave me out are you?
Cade: I hadn’t planned on it.
0: But you also hadn’t planned on including us in…had you?
Cade: Why…now that you mention it…no…no I had not 😛
Z: That is unwise. It is unwise…to non-include the included.
Cade: WTF?!?!? Is that even possible?
A: Possibly.
Cade: …
T: I think he’s lost it.
Cade: OK…I’ve quasi-regained my composure here…
X: I doubt that, but we’re listening…
Cade: HOW…in the FUCK…do you “non-include the included”?
X: Figure it out?
Cade: Wait. I was told to NOT figure that out.
B: Sounds to me as if you already had it figured out.
G: Agree.
0: Concur.
A: Agree.
X: Yep.
Z: Me too.
0: IT”S UNANIMOUS!!!
Cade: /me raises hand
X: Don’t muddy the waters smart guy.
Cade: Hey…it never hurts to try.
Z: We’ve already included you in the non-included. Therefore, you get no vote.
Cade: Can I at least have a notation that I attempted to vote?
0: Yes. Noted. It has been noted that you tried to vote in a matter in which you were not allowed to vote.
Cade: Great.
X: Not according to what it says here.
Cade: I was being sarcastic.
X: Oh. Will someone make a note of that?
0: Unnecessary, unwarranted and unwanted sarcasm = Noted.
T: Anything else smart guy?
Cade: Are you talking to…me?
T: No…we were talking amongst ourselves within earshot of you.
Cade: lolz…awesome. Anything else?
0: That will be all for now. Thank you.
Cade: Thank you.
Z: What about the rest of us.
Cade: Much and many thanks to all, and to all a good night.
Following on from the last post, Dear Reader, Cade has sent through a missive with diagrams – his diagrams from inside his head – and that are also equations…
Since last weekend, I myself have been catching up on the talks by John Lamb Lash on the Sophianic Mysteries…
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HOWDY SASSHAT(S)!!!
This here whatever is gonna be about me. Like…a one-man-band…cept not so much, since RooBeeDoo is also involved in this nonsense
EX: See that image above? That’s SoPi_B01. Contextually, it’s actually SoPi_D01 since it’s the 4th part of a set of equations I’ve been thinking about, but let’s not fixate on the nomenclature(s) and their ordering just yet. Yeah, an equation. That thing above is an equation. There’s numbers and operators in there, ya just gotta look.
Let’s see if I can explain my little hourglass, and how it will hopefully expand a bit on gravity and time, or at least my thoughts on these things. Just keep in mind that I am an untrained and uncertified idiot who tilts heavily towards the dumb end of the spectrum, and this might be kinda fun.
Maybe not.
^One man plays Queen Bohemian Rhapsody^
Let’s point out the obvious. Does the color/do the colors help? We’re gonna be talking about SoPi, which means we are gonna be talking about Pi, which means that we are gonna be talking rainbows and light at some point, so we’re gonna have to have and think color and colors. You can prolly make out the seven(7)’s and one(1)’s and zero(0)’s quite easily, but you’re gonna have to keep your eyes peeled for embedded shit…
nested shit…
implied shit…
interpretive shit.
Such as…
eleven(11)’s…
equal(s)…
divisor(s)…
additive(s)…
multipliers…
decimals…
letters…
etc…
Yeah...
letters.
Q: Do you see the threes? The fours? The eights? The two’s?
A: No? Lemme see if I can fix that.
^Royksopp – This Space^
So…
see the three? We are dealing with Pi, so, we’re gonna need a three(3), right?
There it is.
There’s gonna be an “E” there too. Which means that there is also an “M” in there.
Are you gonna be able to find this shit on your own? Or do I need to point out the two(2)’s in there to help us get to E=MC2?
Can you see the eight(s)? There are at least 5 right in front of you.
7 + 1 = 8.
Make that centerpiece a single one? And the threes on the right and left?
3 + 1 = 4.
3.14
Confused?
Me too.
Hey…I’m making this bullshit up as I go.
/shrug
^UMEK – Presence of Devious (Original Mix) [Tronic]^
There’s you an eight(8).
Ya gotta keep in mind, that anything and everything that I do is always in motion. Let’s further relate, and that’ll get us to that infinity bit.
^Mrs, Love/You know my name- Disco ruido/the beatles^
There’s a very good reason that “the sands” flow through my hourglass, and not into or of. You may be able to think of a reason or even some reasons as to why I’ve tried to stay outside of the inside. Maybe you can’t. But maybe it’s clear now that I have at least one reason to stay out of the inside. That said, if you as a mathematician or physicist or chemist or whatever, follow that flow, you’ll maybe start to see a shape/some shapes start to develop outside of our focus. Lines, rings, strings, stings, and it’s gonna get bigger and wackier from there.
Just sayin'.
^Cocteau Twins – Suckling the Mender^
Maybe that’ll help. Maybe not. We are talking primarily about time here, and that’s what I personally think primarily about…time. Time and motion are simultaneous with me. An uneventful event, is still an event. A non-event type of event is still an event. Thinking like this allows me to think about extremely long and extremely short events. It allows me to think about time backwards. It allows me to think about time, backwards and forwards, at the same time. This allows me to think about all kinds of crazy times that are both moving and not moving, and motions that are moving and not moving…
all at the same time.
Now all we need, is time to describe these times and motions. Assuming anyone is interested. Why you are interested might be important too. Thinking like this is…erm…painful. No other way I can describe it. To relate…I’ll relate something me and Roob talked about the other day.
^Cocteau Twins-A Kissed Out Red Floatboat^
Imagine that you build a machine that levitates something.
Q: What happens, if you turn that machine off, and the object that you levitated, fails to stop levitating?
A: !!!
Yeah. We are on a planet that is spinning. That leaves us with a couple of things to ponder.
Is this object able to be accelerated?
If so, are you sure you want to do that?
What if it keeps accelerating?
Is this object able to accelerate on its own?
May want to stay the fuck away from it.
But what about the rest of the planet? If this thing starts running into shit, it’s eventually going to start tearing the hell out of anything and everything, as well as everyone. Even if it starts to come apart? So what? A grain of sand traveling @ 1,000 mph is going to be fatal, and even if and when that grain of sand comes apart, now we’ve got microscopic shit flying everywhere, on God knows how many trajectories, and all we can pray for, is that this shit somehow achieves escape velocity before it levels the entire planet.
So add this to your list of things to ponder…if this thing can accelerate, it can decelerate.
Q: What if, after you turn your machine off, and this thing continues to levitate, it immediately starts to decelerate?
A: !!!
Yeah…it may appear to the observer, that this thing is accelerating, but it actually isn’t. It’s headed towards zero-speed. A contextual zero-speed within the Earth’s/Terra’ atmosphere is going to be equally deadly.
Let’s take that thought 100,000 years into the future. Our levitated object has long since been smashed into microscopic particles, and this object and these particles has long since destroyed all life and virtually flattened the planet.
Q: What if visitors drop by?
A: !!!
Yeah. We just doomed the fuck out of them too.
So what am I immediately relating all this shit to?
Welp… high-energy machines.
“Microscopic Black Holes” that are being created by these machines.
Maybe it’s time to start working on a de-levitating machine?
Yeah…think about that for a second.
Should work out well, eh?
And I don’t think a machine, that from the start, is built/designed to do both levitate and de-levitate is the/a answer.
Maybe thinking about some of these things, contextually, will help when thinking about Ozone and/or The Ozone Layer. Yeah, gonna have to incorporate the goings on with respect to nuclear testing, HAARP, radio, television, airplanes/aircraft, spacecraft, satellites, mining, drilling, and shit like that. I mean…how long has the power grid and power grids been active on this planet? Non-stop, 24-7, 365/366 for decades? That’s GOT to have an affect.
Effects even.
And not just and only here on Earth/Terra. Magnetism is king with respect to gravity, and you can slice and dice all you want to try and make it not so. But the pressure and pressures of The Universe are equally relief valves and systems as they are pressure valves and systems. That makes me think of the process of Kenosis.
Build you up…tear you down.
Build you up…tear you down.
I dunno.
^The Beatles – Hey Jude^
OK!!!
Now that the happy stuff is out of the way-ish, let’s take a look at SoPi_A01. That’s the bullshit above. This is how we are going to use Pi and SoPi to curve space.
1 + 8 = 9.
That may not make sense now, seeing as how we have a 180° implied in a 90° radius. But you have to keep something in mind…the back of this is as important as the front.
So…90 + 90 = 180.
Front = 90°
Back = 90°
Front + Back = 180°
And yes, those lines outside are one(1)’s.
We’re going to have 88 iterations between 1° and 1° on each side to start our curve, and our curve will give us motion. Like the first tumbler, or the first “tic” in a clock.
^An..t – Orange Juice^
I’m gonna have to take this to paper to proceed. And I’ve no way of making a video, so it’s gonna have to wait.
😐
Sorry, but I need to talk my way through this. I’m sitting here listening to music, and I’ve got a chorus of shit flying around in my head, so I’ve gotta change gears. I could use a change of beers too. Not that I don’t like Keystone…
I just don't have any.
Thanks to Roob for the song.
^The ultimate BEER SONG (99 bottles – Zane Williams)^
Prolly thinking more about thinking than anything. Teaching. Relating. Learning in any and all cases. I cannot change who I am, but I may be able to change who I’ll be. However, won’t I still be who I am? I guess we’ll see.
Or not.
^Hein Cooper – The Art of Escape^
Meh…yeah…I gotta stop here.
Just thinking, that any time you unwind something, there is going to HAVE to be a simultaneous process that also keeps the wound, wound. More than that, this process will facilitate the need for the process to be able to stop wherever it does.
In the case of light, and especially visible light, maybe this won’t be such a stretch when you think about lasers, and what it takes to create these things, and how these things relate to prisms and rainbows as far as the systems that let us see these things. May also explain a few other things, when you think about these things contextually.
That said, there is going to be times and instances where bonds and relationships are broken or disrupted in ways that we cannot comprehend nor understand. Perhaps even in ways that these bonds cannot be re-connected, and certainly not in the way and ways they were connected previously. So the question is, and remains…
Q: Now what?
A: /me shrugs
I just work here.
^Sigue Sigue Sputnik – Atari Baby^
We know we can get shit wrong, and can afford ourselves the time to do so.
I wonder if we afford ourselves the time to get it correct?
Dear Reader, a new missive from The Okie Devil has arrived…
*No shit, Clicky! I had one of those when I was a little kid!*
*Damn! I could really go for a double cheeseburger right now… /salivates… Or a Whopper! …/drools…*
… Enjoy Cade’s missive, Dear Reader. I’m off for to get something to eat. See you at the bottom ❤
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Hi.
Let’s see how and where this goes.
I’ve grown fat, out-of-shape, out-of-practice, disconnected, irrelevant, and prolly a bunch of other bad stuff too.
Let’s see how and where this goes.
Hi.
^Cocteau Twins ~ Fotzepolitic^
I wonder where we learn how to solve problems? Any place or places we might think of as a model? I saw a Tweet yesterday where someone was apparently wishing that…
“all Trump supporters were six feet in the ground”
…whatever that means. I just tried to find said Tweet, but I could not. Maybe they deleted it. Anyway…yeah…
Q: How do we learn, and from where do we learn it?
A: Wherever we do?
So…how do we learn? Or is that important at all? Are we too focused on where we learn it from? Don’t think so? Me either.
Q: Can you name the top 10 colleges/universities you want/wanted to go to and/or that you would send your children to and/or would recommend to another to send their children to?
A: What am I saying here? You wouldn't "send" your children anywhere. You'd let them choose. Right? I mean, it's their life...ain't it?
Hands on here, hands off there.
Hands on there, hands off here.
Time can fuck with your head if you let it.
^”Saudade” cover by Halls Of The Machine^
Anyone else ever get "rainbow vision"?
I used to get it all the time when I was a kid. Lots of times this would happen around the time that I was having a migraine. And I used to have some doozy migraine headaches. But sometimes, this “rainbow vision” would just…happen, with no other phenomena nor more relatable states to attach it to as a symptom. My parents always told me…
“you’re crazy!”
or
“you’re just seeing things!”
…which tended to make the fact that “I was seeing things”…worse. It was scary.
Sometimes the rainbows would be so bad that I couldn’t see at all. I mean, I could see the rainbows, but they so filled my vision that the rainbows were all I could see. Everything else was just…silhouettes…shadows…penciled outlines…floating or darting in a sea of white. These rainbows were crazy too. All kinds of crazy shapes, all intermingled and intermingling. Flowing. Moving. Not pulsing per se, although they did sometimes have flickers or waggles trailing or leading a directional change.
Why do I mention this? Well…it started happening again recently. Kinda scared me a bit a coupla nights ago, because it go so bad…I couldn’t see. I’d say that it concerned me more than scared me, but there’s a coupla reasons for that.
1) It’s happened before/I have experience with both
A) the experience of it, and
B) the experiencing of it, and
C) the experience of experiencing it, and
D) the experience of trying to relate it to another/others who cannot relate to it, and possibly even don’t want to relate to it due to all kinds of mitigating factors.
2) I’ve had so many issues over the last 10 years that pretty much anything and/or everything that happens? Yep, doesn’t surprise me much at all.
^Fotzepolitic – Majestic Masses^
I’ve not thought of it in a long time. No reason to. It stopped happening, and it happened so long ago, under circumstances that are also long since gone-ish. So…why is it suddenly happening again?
HEY!!!
They've got this thing called "The Internet" these days!!!
WOAH!! Thank God for Google suggestions, eh? This just came up, while using the Google Search Box to format some text/remove the formatting of text, and it suggested something I wouldn’t have thought of.
So…pretty sure I’m not pregnant. Nor do I appear to be in any immediate danger of a situation developing that could cause me concern over becoming pregnant.
So...dehydration?
I could go for some sweaty dehydrating activities, but that could result in pregnancy…so I better take a rain-check.
(ba da ching)
Um…where was I? Oh yeah…here alone…typing. I better go jerk-off real quick…BRB.
^Dawn of the Great Eastern Sun – COURSE OF EMPIRE^
Dehydration. Is that a “system-wide” issue? Or can it be localized? I mean…if you sit on your foot, or lean on your arm, shit goes numb, right? So…can we assume that Ergonomics might be of interest here? Maybe even Kinesiology? That means engineering.
That gets me to thinking about geometry a bit, and how “we in our modern world” sometimes use these shapes.
EX: Today, I saw a Tweet about some new technology that allows for veins to be found using Infrared Light. Odd that when I clicked the “watch this video on YouTube” link, it didn’t take me to that particular video, and the video was nowhere to be found on that channel. So, I searched Google for it.
Interesting note: That channel on YouTube? It’s called…Mashable.
Hmmm...
^VeinViewer IV Video^
So Roob just posted some new shiznit, and it’s a good thing that she did. I might have gotten off-track otherwise. Plus, all this bullshit is giving me a motherfuckingheadache.
“Wrap the emerging end of the worm around a stick and slowly pull it out. 3,500 years later, this remains the standard treatment.”
There’s more to this. Faint and distant, but also clear in many ways. I don’t know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me. Prolly something that I mentioned to Roob recently about…
“The gods burrowing their way through time”
…is ringing some bells. And what I meant by that was time itself. Yeah…that time.
The Time.
The time that is time and makes time. Not that any alarm bells are ringing nor should they be. But yes, there is an ominous tone in there. Someone needs help. Someone needs help from us, and we aren’t giving it. Could be a number of reasons for this, and some grace may lay within the fact that, should God/the gods exist, they prolly are quite patient.
Until they aren't anymore.
But, what the fuck do I know. Meh.
^The Prodigy – Jericho^
That does get me to thinking a bit about something tho. Were “Doomsday” real, would we be disappointed were it to not to appear?
lolz...dis-appointed.
DATE WITH DOOMSDAY = RESCHEDULED!!!
I guess that’s why I kinda think that “the countdown clock” is always at zero(0). Always has been, always will be. But why wouldn’t it be? That’s where we’re headed…right? So…that’s all that matters. Some seem to think that way all the time…so let’s take that thought a step further.
"The countdown clock" is always at one(1).
So…1-0
I personally keep mine at 1-0-1. A countdown will always start to count up again. Unless time stops completely. Which…yeah…that’s really what happens at zero(0) and is good reason to stay away from it. And I don’t use “it” lightly there. In my mind, “it” is the simultaneousness of end and/or beginning, depending on which end you are currently looking at, for, or chasing for whatever reason. If you start to get your head wrapped around it, they are both the same thing at the same time? Yeah…that’s why you have no clue what in the fuck you are looking at.
Q: What have we forgotten?
A1: Time
A2: Observer(s)
That means perspective. Which means perspectives. I mean, you’re intending on sharing what you find…right?
Find the beginning, and you will find the end.
Find the end?Welllllll…ya gotta keep in mind where we are in time. We’re neither here northere. We’re right in the big middle of both. If you also keep in mind that I personally am thinking about this shit from more of a scientific viewpoint, with respect to time and times and less of a religious manner of thinking. I dunno…I’ve got nothing to sell here. Make up your own fucking mind.
^The Chemical Brothers – Go^
HOLY SHIT!!!A QUESTION VIA THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE!!!
Q: Cade, what exactly do you mean by “the gods burrowing through time”? It sounds insulting.
A: WOAH FUCKING NELLY!!!A question AND an observation!!!
That’s a first. But lemme get on with this…if “the micro” is unimportant…why are we tinkering there? EVERYTHING is important in some way shape or form, otherwise, it wouldn’t be here.
WOAH!!! A SECOND QUESTION!!!
Q: Cade, what if something is “here”, just to give us something to do?
A: Well, if you think in less singular terms in that regard, maybe that will be indicative of where we sometimes fail, and where we sometime succeed.
Gotta keep times in mind here. Just because something “is gone” doesn’t mean that it is gone, nor gone forever. I mean, you remember it…right? Prolly others do to? Prolly been some hen-scratching etched out here and there about whatever it is? Maybe this is why “book burnings” are so popular sometimes. We don’t care what it is, we just want it motherfucking out of our heads.
^Junkie XL, Elvis Presley – A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs JXL)^
For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
A bit early perhaps…but…meh. The Christmas decorations will start appearing in stores very soon.
^Cocteau Twins – Winter Wonderland (New Video)^
I dunno mangs and mangettes…this shit is confusing. Especially when people seem to be crossing this and that and everything else, which is understandable, and certainly much more understandable than when it’s opposite show’s its face. Yeah, those who try and unwind the winders. I mean, hell, I even understand that.
What I don’t understand? The violence. The force.
But I even understand that.
Tho’ we are talking here…aren’t we? We’re not out marching in the streets en masse to demand this or demand that…are we? Can you unmix mixed paint(s)? Can you undraw a portrait? Can you unflow a river or unfill a sea? Can you unbreathe a breath or unbeat a heartbeat? See how easy it is to start to snake down the path of “ways to overcome via any and all means”? You can kill, you can dam, you can drain, you can burn, and you can prohibit, but on the whole, what have you done?
Why?
Only you can answers these questions. We all have dark spaces. Irrespective of whether or not we should have these spaces? They’re there. The light that illuminates them will dim, will darken, and will eventually cease.
I work well in the dark.
Do you?
Really?
Then what’s with the light?
^Elvis Presley – Rubberneckin’ (Official Music Video)^
Lessee…where was I…oh yeah…trying to figure out why my skin falls off by the bucket-load. But equally interesting is why it didn’t fall of for long periods of my life. Oh yeah…shampoos and soaps prolly had something to do with keeping that shit under control. Cause if there’s anything that needs to be under control, it’s us.
Or something. I dunno what that means either.
But yeah, I am and have been thinking about the cost of prohibiting our bodies from trying to do what they’re trying to do. I mean…you really don’t expect the power grid to be here years from now do you? Certainly not as it exists today. We’re getting something wrong somewhere. So where is it? Lurking in the realms of the “negligible”? That cannot be. Anything you can see or comprehend cannot be negligible…can it?
Which, speaking of can it and canning it, I mentioned something on my own blog recently about canning, and that got me to thinking about standards and standardizations, which got me to thinking about…wait a second here….surely this industrialization shit can’t last much longer…can it?
har har har
^David Bowie ~ Fame 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^
What I was thinking about specifically, was milk. We put a lot of pressure on these dairy-cows to produce a lot of milk. That got me to thinking about fats and oils, cold-pressing, friction and heat, which got me to thinking about these vacuum systems that we use to “harvest” the milk from these cows. Surely that can’t be good. All those rapid pressure changes, over and over, day after day? There HAS to be some ergonomics types of shit going on there that we’ve not previously considered.
“If you keep picking at that, it’s never gonna heal.”
^Cocteau Twins – How to Bring a Blush to the Snow^
This got me to thinking about bras, which got me to thinking about boobies, and I went and jerked-off while thinking of boobies. I then got to thinking about boo bees, and got to thinking about heat and temperature regulation “at room temperature”, which, for us, is 98.6°F – if I am doing my calculations correctly – so that got me to thinking about hormone production. But I keep…fucking…winding-up back at…is steel.
Namely, stainless steel.
This shit don’t breathe well, and certainly not easily, nor is it as easy to clean as its name suggests. So…with that in mind, and considering some of its properties, why WOULDN’T stainless steel be a motherfucking magnet for all kinds of microbial life? Now…if that don’t get you to thinking about shape and shapes, I dunno what will. So let’s talk rabbits, and chasing them.
If you have a shotgun, you don’t need to chase rabbits.
Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^COCTEAU TWINS Frou – frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires^
What does steel contain?
Iron, and lots of it.
Science tells us that “heavy shit” can only be produced in stars since it requires a fuckton of pressure to create these elements. O RLY?!?!?
Then what in the FUCK is it doing here?
Oh…coalescing dust from exploded stars? Um…you are really gonna try and get me to sign off on, a star that is traveling God-knows how fast through our own galaxy, explodes at God-only knows what kinds of velocities…and yet…this shit somehow just…hangs around the point of nova? And more than that…the shit hangs around so fucking long, that it re-coalesces and does it again?
What have we omitted?
Those that don’t. I mean, if we are plummeting through space, is it any wonder why someone might be able to see how a star could collect fucktons of “fuel” over trillions of years without missing a beat, nor really even losing any mass? Maybe it’s the particular trajectory and path that it is on that makes these types of stars so “special” in the way that we like to think about things. Maybe there’s an impeller and propeller type of dynamic that sometimes happens due to…oh say…relative proximation of forms and bodies containing…oh…something like…forms and bodies.
Q: Will that maybe help you with finding “earth-like” planets in your search and searches?
A: I dunno either.
Just a suggestion.
^Wings ~ Listen To What The Man Said 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^
HEY!!! I LIKE RAMBLING!!! CREATES HOLES IN MY GAPS IN THINKING!!!
So shutup or something 😛
Where was I…OH! I was in the zone.
(ba da ching)
There was a story that I stumbled across recently that had an image of a water-droplet hovering a needle…while in space…at the ISS. So that got me to thinking about its relative distance to and from Earth/Terra. That got me to thinking about…um…high explosives. Yeah…up in the kiloton and megaton range, and “atmospheric” testing.
Q: Which part of our atmosphere, is Terra Firma, not a part of?
A: The atmosphere itself? K...then remove it. Won't the structure and structures crumble?
I’m just wondering about the high-altitude atmospheric testing that has taken place. Nevermind the holes themselves, what I am thinking about, is all that shit that these detonations pushed out of the way. Nevermind the chemical and molecular/atomic and smaller reactions that happened up in an area/environment that we know absolutely fuckall about. And now, we are smearing layer after layer of all kinds of pollution and pollutants in the air that originated from underground. Yeah, under that layer that we just 86’d to see what was a part of what and where and when.
^Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr ~ You Don’t Have To Be A Star 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^
Did you ever have a lawn that you got to burn the dry grass in the late-winter/early-spring? I wonder if that heat creates like…a vacuous kind of action, and has a drawing-up and/or out kind of effect on the soil(s)?
Just thinking out loud.
Was watching a documentary on pre-Columbus America recently, and they were talking about the Native American peoples that used to burn the grasslands so that they would grow grasses and plants that attracted game. And they also talked about The Anasazi.
I’ll stop right there, since someone recently put something on my radar regarding some dude that lived somewhere at some time, and said something at some point to the effect of…
Roob is gonna have to edit this nonsense, and being that it’s my first in a while that we’ll do together…I’ll wrap it up.
^Röyksopp – Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^
How can my testicles/scrotum properly and accurately regulate temperature(s) and/or pressure(s), when my junk is all crammed together into an inefficiency apartment, and I’m required to sit all day or do repetitive motions all day or whatever? Makes me think about clothing(s) of all kinds.
I can see why women like wearing thongs so much, cause there ain’t much there. Not that I am willing to start wearing underwear again in a thong configuration. My junk is too tiny/I couldn’t make a thong work. I did wear bikini-briefs for a while. Can’t wear regular-briefs at all, and can’t wear boxers all the time. Boxer briefs were pretty awesome when they finally started making those, but even that gets irritating.
So yeah…erm…testicular and glandular issues/irregularities and hormonal issues. I mean sure, my penis is kinda small, but I need it, and it’s neighbors. I dunno why, but I do. I think all that shit has more than one function or something.
Dear Reader, currently I am tits deep into writing a story for the Underdog Anthology 3 book, due to be published in time for Halloween…
… Fortunately, the Okie Devil has sent through a follow up to the last missive, an experimental sort split into parts one, two and three…
*Alright, Clicky… simmer down… /sigh… lead on…*
Enjoy! And see you at the bottom 😀
*******
Do it matter if you are right-side-up?
Or is it better to be upside down?
Does it matter when?
Or what we are doing?
Can you shift your hips just a shade to the left?
Yeah...right...there.
Is that good for you?
^CYMATICS: Science Vs. Music – Nigel Stanford^
Might be more to whatever, than just whatever, and whatever else. Not attempting to be like…ultra-vague here or anything, but I may be doing a good job at that. It just takes a little… erm …thought …for me to try and figure out what I am trying to say.
The best way for me to do that, is no real agenda other than to be understood, contextually, with respect to whatever it is that I am saying. Since I rarely know what in the fuck I’m going to say, keeping things conversational prolly helps.
Thank God for people to actually talk to...eh?
This shit might be boring, and rather one-sided otherwise. Methinks we got it pretty good. Some of us do anyway. Let’s not nitpick tho. Slo-Mo Guys have some new shit.
^Chinese Spouting Bowl in Slow Motion – The Slow Mo Guys^
I am quite the asshole.
Wanna know how?
I mean like…contextually.
I’m sure it’s already been WELL established that I am somewhat of a prick.
But yeah...check this shit out.
Roob? Yeah…she’s busy as fuck with all kinds of shit.
I even sent her a new whatever today.
And here I sit, just a few hours after sending her the previous whatever, and I’m writing another one.
So yeah…asshole…I am one.
Mystery =CONSTANT STATE FLATLINE TO THE Nth DEGREE!!! Next!!!
Hey…the previous whatever, that has not even been posted yet, spun my head a bit. I had 21 browser tabs open with SHITLOADS of paths to follow to God only knows where. As a result, I feel a shade…hopeful.
There's always more to see in a sea of seeing.
Now we just gotta do it. I mean…not “do it“…unless you want to. But we might miss something.
FUCK!!! I’m confused now.
I dunno what to do.
Maybe you should drive for a while.
I’m easy.
Wanna fuck?
Was that my idea?
Or yours?
^Deadmau5 – Strobe^
OK…so…Roob was kinda pointing me in the direction of a certain blog yesterday, but I wasn’t really sure why. I’m not going to mention the blog, for obvious reasons.
So…I went back and re-read my previous whatever turned missive @ The LoL, and also the one before it, then I re-read both one more time just to be sure. There was some discussion via Twitter about Cassini, but I guess what caught my eye was this reference to “8-8-8-8” on Merovee made by some anonymous commenter whose name I will not use here. But where that led me, eventually anyway, was over to “Just Watching The Wheels Go Round“…and what appeared to be…a question…buried in there somewhere.
Q: Is that question…directed at…me?
A: How the fuck would I know?
Shit is applicable, or it isn’t. Only you know that state and the states of your own life. But that does get me to thinking about something that appears to be within the layers of “The Synchrosphere”…and that is…communication(s) and communicating(s).
No wait…I jumped the gun there. Um…wanna watch a movie then we can fuck afterwards? Nah…that’s no good. Fuck the movie…let’s go for a walk, and discuss our options. Lemme put your shoes on for you so I can scope out your crotch.
Just...thinking ahead.
There’s no time like the present.
You can’t please everyone.
A bird the the bush is fine and dandy, as long as I am the bird, and you are the bush.
So yeah…um…communicating.
We doing any of that?
^deadmau5 – There might be coffee (Cover Art)^
Q: What is preventing you from telling your story?
A: ...
Yeah…that’s what I thought. But that’s your decision…ain’t it? God knows people get sick of hearing my bullshit. After hearing the same or similar, it ain’t long until people start looking at me like some run-of-the-mill average Joe. And that just AIN’T the case…is it?
I mean, not me…you. Nothing average or normal about you. You are a fiery wildcat of intrigue and wonder, just needing someone to wander your intricate and exquisite gardens. Right?
Q: Am I boring you with all this shit?
A: ...
Meh…we gots more importants shits to gets to…like whether or not a certain question, nested and buried, within a post on a blog, pertains to, or was directed at…me. Yeah…me.
As in me, me, me, and only me.
A: Yes. But there is little difference between my nightmares and my dreams. Mainly because, I include time in my thinking. That means a beginning, and an end.
Dreams…the seed of nightmares.
Nightmares…the seed of dreams.
^deadmau5 – Right This Second^
It’s not really that difficult to do.
Q: Did you hook up?
A: Yes.
Then a breakup is possible. This “together forever” bullshit is already happening, and was happening LONG before we hooked up, so why dwell on such trivial things? In order for forever to be forever, you gotta actually go the distance…forever.
Good luck.
So…why dwell on that when it’s SOOOO much easier to pick on the little shit that is going to prevent the “forever” from happening in the first place…right? I mean…this is gonna be for-fucking-EVAR…right?
Wanna and GOTTA get all this shit sorted before we get there, otherwise, we might get there with some shiftless shitbag that ain’t worth a flying fuck. Wait…am I trying to talk you into something…or out of something…and why would I want to waste my time with either? It’s your time too.
Just sayin'.
I personally, did not watch the video that follows, but reserve the right to do so at a time of my choosing, assuming that I choose to choose to watch it.
^More on 337^
Yep…this mystery person posted a video on some mystery blog. 8-8-8-8 was mentioned. That got me to thinking about some things, and as I write now, it gets me to thinking about my [0000] set used for denoting the end of a string within a certain context. Keep in mind that this “context” is a simultaneous context of both beginning and end, hence, there are two zeros and not one.
The additional zeros are there for denoting…erm…anyone trying to go somewhere they should not be going. The first thing that popped into my head, was something that I mentioned to Roob about 88 permutations between 1° and 90° within a prism or 90° arc of light travel within that 90° band. So yeah…Pi and SoPi…since light itself is going to be wound and unwound at different points. Something I think important to keep in mind here tho.
IMPORTANT SHIT: It's been done.
We’re catching up ANDlagging behind…all at the same time. So, maybe that’ll open some mental doors as to how time can and DOES travel backwards and forwards at the same time, within our construct of time and times. So that’ll get us back to one of the biggies, that I postulated in a poem, on a whim, at some random-assed blog about Tarot cards.
^deadmau5 – Sometimes Things Get, Whatever (HQ)^
So yeah…when eight(8)…becomes zero(0).
So yeah…when eights(8’s)…becomes zero’s(0’s).
Why?
I dunno…you got the time for me to explain it?
Makes a lot of assumptions on both our parts yeah?
As far as I’m concerned…I’m still talking to myself and/or no one in particular.
Subject to change…unless not…whatevz.
^deadmau5 – Unofficial and UNAPPROVED video my labels management just threw up here.^
‘Time has ended twice, and the time for time to end thrice, shall never be, as far as I can see.’
I’m paraphrasing there, but I wrote the fucking thing so I’m taking some artistic license with my own bullshit. So let’s hit on the concept of “intentionally misleading someone” since it appears to be on some minds here and there. To do that, let’s wander back up, to the previous paragraph, and think about that thought of “It’s Been Done”…cause that can help us.
Q: What does diminishment of one, achieve for all, in this case and in these cases?
A: ???
I’m not gonna answer for the class here…but yeah…I’m gonna answer for the class here.
Nothing.
If your calculations are showing otherwise, you are prolly operating on entirely “too something” of a timeline and/or timelines. Whether that be too short, too long, too broad, too narrow, too square, too round…whatever.
Don't think so?
Q: Name me one person/entity, throughout the history of histories, that is missing.
A: Yeah. Not such a long walk, eh?
So…that leaves only all of us, and everyone and everything else.
Mystery =SOLVED! Next!
^deadmau5 – Limit Break^
Chances are good…I know. Doesn’t matter what you preface that with. The chances are good, that I know. Who knows me better than me? Welp, we’re right back to the answer of the previous question.
So yeah…is it possible that someone knows me better than me? I dunno. I would say that the potential exists for someone to know me at least as well as me. Anything beyond that, we’re gonna have to stretch and warp time and times in ways that I’m not real sure time and times were meant to be bent.
I mean yeah…I see all kinds of ways to fuck with time, and you don’t need a goddamn machine to do it. To me, machines are gonna be a nuisance for the most part. Too many variables among the knowns and the unknowns. That said, that “revelation” of sorts as to “all participants appearing simultaneously at the moment of a time-machine’s creation” sure did strike a chord with me.
Lotta folds and folding.
Lotta melds and melding.
Lotta shapes and shaping.
Almost like…someone has done this before. Maybe even…many times. I have no doubt the pathways are there. I have no doubt that travel though and via these pathways is not only plausible, but also possible. Lotta…”time-based things” to consider tho. Like say…everything.
^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Limits Get Broken (NCB17 Mashup)^
We’ll take a step backwards real quick, just to show how easy time travel is.
Neil deGrasse Tyson + Neil deGrasse Tyson’s father and mother = time travel
I watched a bit on him and his thoughts on time travel, and they simply don’t jibe with the concept of time. Not from a “from the/a present” perspective anyway. I coulda swore that he talked about his father dying of a heart attack or something. Or maybe even that he was shot? I dunno…would have to go watch the whatever again or something…but I’m usually wrong on so much shit that maybe there wasn’t a documentary at all. Should be easy to prove on all counts tho.
🙂
^California Love- Deadmau5^
That does bring up an interesting bit tho with respect to incorporating fiction into fact based anything. I personally try and avoid shit like that when I write. Which is prolly why, I don’t write. Not fiction anyway. I mean yeah, I’m really a billionaire, have a giant penis, several cool cars, and am currently available for dating. But all my cars are in the shop, my primary residence is undergoing renovations, and I’m currently shuffling some assets around for tax purposes…so…you’ll prolly have to pay for dinner.
Q: What time can you pick me up?
A: Anytime...is good for me.
I am SOOOOOO getting laid this weekend!!!
^deadmau5 – Sofi Needs a Ladder^
Yeah…I’ve no idea what I was supposed to see over at Merovee. Maybe Roob will tell me. She’s pretty cagey like that. And I don’t really mind. I enjoy our talks/our friendship. Tis nice to be able to talk to someone. But yeah…a lot of shit I either try and avoid completely, or spend a shitload of time trying to ignore it. I am, afterall, kinda…alone.
Time to digress here.
^Hey Baby – Bruce Channel – HQ^
I needed a change of music here…because I am about to relate a dream that I had 4/5 years ago.
There was…erm…a conflict that had arisen. This conflict, crossed not only planets and galaxies, but also times. I was enlisted to help here on Earth/Terra, but I was one of the last “recruits” that was enlisted. Actually…“the” last to be recruited/enlisted to help. I guess there was a missing element that was being sought, it could not be located, and I was it. I had no idea as to any of these goings on, and was really kinda lost as to why I was needed at all.
When I “arrived” for processing, I was alone except for the staff. I rode a very long elevator up into the sky, and caught an escalator from there. It was beautiful. The elevator stopped just above the clouds, the sun and sky was a bright and beautiful burnt orange, and the cloud tops were a mesh of dark grays topped by this orange glow. I rode the escalator short ways to a translucent deck, where I was met by someone who ushered me straightaway past all of the ropes and barriers.
“We’ve been looking for you, and I cannot believe that we found you. Let’s hope it’s not too late.”
We wound up at a wooden door that was attached to a rather ramshackle building. My guide looked at me rather sternly, but in an understanding manner, as if they had something to tell me, but could not…and then, they led me through the door.
^Mickey & Sylvia – Love Is Strange^
As we entered, there were people laying around everywhere. Injured. Obviously, these were “the first wave” and had been fighting against some unseen oppressor. Suddenly…there were people that I recognized. I didn’t know these people, but yet I did. All people that I had met in previous dreams that I had shuffled off as coincidence and/or just dreams.
And yet…here they were. All these individuals that had been speaking to me in my dreams, yet they did not know me, and I did not know them. It was devastating to see. How could I have missed all of this? What could I have done differently? Was there a way to salvage my errors? I had no fucking CLUE what the fuck was going on, except that for some reason…I was needed. Flash forward 20 years.
Q: Who is “Captain America”?
A: Don't ask me...I just work here. I used to anyway.
^Stay-Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs-original song-1960^
Yeah…I left a lot of shit out. Well, not a whole lot…but to be fair…it ISmy dream. Or at least, it was. But I think that at least some of the basis for this dream, was/is when and where we read into shit. People within this “enlightenment” movement bullshit will tell you that your ego is your enemy and/or worst trait. But…what if I have no ego? Does that make me the worst of all? Some pretentious prick who is operating under the delusion that I have no ego?
Hey…you asshats take some of your own medicine. You fucks are bonked out on drugs most of the time…so…potato potatoes inside fucking whacked out tomatoes…or something.
Just cannot jibe with this...
“welp, I’m better than you, because you are worse than me”
…kinds of bullshit thinking.
I’m not gonna go fuck a goat just so you can be better than me.
Plus…I don’t have to.
I have a hot date this weekend.
^Just One Look – Doris Troy (1963) (HD Quality)^
Just looked at the clock…MIDNIGHT!!! 00:00 on Friday 15 September 2017.
I better get a bath.
I have a date.
I prolly should make it a cold one.
^Its in his kiss – Betty Everett^
RAWR!!! RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!! RAWR!!!
From today’s featured articles…
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Shuttarna I – an early king of the Mitanni. His name is recorded on a seal found at Alalakh. The inscription reads “son of Kirta” and is the only reference about this king yet discovered.
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Walter Elliot (naturalist) – a Scottish civil servant in India. He was also an eminent orientalist, linguist, naturalist and ethnologist who worked mainly in the Presidency of Madras.
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Platax Batavianus – a species of batfish in the family Ephippidae. They are found in coral reefs around the Indo-Pacific region. Adults can grow up to 65 centimetres (26 in) at maximum.
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Bondoufle – a commune in the Essonne department in Île-de-France in northern France. It is eight miles from Paris.
Pythagorean Quadruple – a tuple of integers a, b, c and d, such that a2 + b2 + c2 = d2. They are solutions of a Diophantine equation and often only positive integer values are considered.
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Zemborzyn-Kolonia – a village in the administrative district of Gmina Solec nad Wisłą, within Lipsko County, Masovian Voivodeship, in east-central Poland. It lies approximately 9 kilometres (6 mi) south-west of Solec nad Wisłą, 12 km (7 mi) south of Lipsko, and 138 km (86 mi) south of Warsaw.
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Non-invasive procedure – defined as non-invasive when no break in the skin is created and there is no contact with the mucosa, or skin break, or internal body cavity beyond a natural or artificial body orifice.
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Nancy Makokha Baraza – a former Kenyan judge. She was the first Deputy Chief Justice of Kenya and a member of Kenya’s first supreme court after the promulgation of the 2010 Constitution.
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2014 Deildabikar – the 19th season of the Icelandic League Cup, a pre-season professional football competition in Iceland.
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CineSpace – a color management solution for the motion picture and video industry.
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Ecyrus Albifrons – a species of beetle in the family Cerambycidae. It was described by Chemsak and Linsley in 1975.
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Joe Halliwell – an English professional footballer who played as a centre forward. He started his senior career with Preston North End and scored 10 goals in 22 league matches during the 1912–13 season as the team won the Football League Second Division.
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I’ve not done one of those in a while. I wonder if there is a reason for that?
^Mary Wells – My Guy^
I’ve come to the end of this one.
I hope that you enjoyed it. Srsly…I do.
Did we cover everything? Did we cover anything?
Yep…we seem to have covered everything.
COVER = COVERED!!! Let's get naked!!!
^The Supremes – Baby Love^
Um…I wonder…what would happen…if all of the UK…and eventually the world…woke up one morning…to news that…
“STONEHENGE MONUMENT VANDALIZED OVERNIGHT!!!
STONES REARRANGED FROM CIRCLE INTO SQUARE!!!”
Don't worry...I'll put them back.
😉
^”Personality” Lloyd Price^
Tis currently 01:08…and I gotta add one more bit here, and it may be for some of the reasons you think, and may even be about some reasons you’ve not considered.
I’m sitting here proofing-ish this whatever, and doing some spellchecking…when all of sudden…at my door…
Door: Knock Knock Knock.
Cade: /cants head…that can’t be right…/pause
Door: Knock Knock Knock.
Cade: Lifts one headphone ear…no fucking way…
Door: KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!
Cade: Yes?
Whatshername: Is the water working in your bathroom?
Cade: Um…I think so?
I took my headphones off, put them down, then proceeded to the bathroom under her watchful eyes that were for some reason…as big as pie-pans. I turned the water on in the sink, turned to my left to tell her, “Yep! It’s Working!” When…to my right…I hear the toilet go “KER-FLUSH!!!”
Scared the living shit out of me…but it appears that she snuck in behind me, and flushed the toilet as I was turning in the opposite direction in order to tell her the sink was working. I hastily evacuated the bathroom, since I almost evacuated my bowels.
Whatshername: The toilet AND the shower is not working in the other bathroom!!!
I wander in that way, she expediently dashes past me, and proceeds to the shower, where she turns the handle, which proceeds to bubble some air and not do much else from the shower head.
Cade: Is the hot water on?
Whatshername: I had it on cold, and the toilet is not flushing either.
Cade: That’s not what I asked. I asked if the hot water is turned on.
Whatshername: No. But everything has been working fine with it off before…so.
Cade: Do you mind turning it on for me?
I then turn the sink on, and it works fine.
Whatshername: The sink has always worked fine.
Cade: Please. Will you please, just…turn the hot water on?
She turns the hot water on, I turn back to the shower, turn it on, it bubbles and spits a few times, then comes on like normal.
I didn’t think it possible, but somehow, her pie-pan eyes got even larger. I mean, were talking anime eyes fucking huge here.
Whatshername: How is that possible?
Cade: Sometimes, when you are constantly turning the water on and off at different spots…air will get in the lines and the water won’t work at all.
I let the water run a bit, her eyes returned to a size less frighteningly huge, and we conversed a bit as to the specifics.
Just...FYI folks.
I decided to add a song here, and the following was next in the playlist from that “Unusual Music” playlist from the other day.
We have a fantastic, new missive from Cade, below, for you to enjoy. Now, I don’t want to delay you from getting straight to it… I’ll just leave a couple of things for you up here – a video…
… And a patented Okie Devil ‘Mystery = SOLVED! Next!’ 😉
*Knot to give any spoilers away, Clicky, but think ‘women’s plumbing’…*
Catch you at the bottom for a Song…
*A proper Song, Clicky… /holds up hands… At the bottom! Now…Git!*
*******
X: You can take E’s, E’s, E’s…but not O’s.
Cade: K. What about O’s and E’s?
X: O’s but not E’s.
Cade: Y?
X: AH! U have A question I see.
Cade: Yep.
X: K…well, in that case you can take O’s AND E’s, but not E’s or O’.
Cade: Got it.
0: I doubt that, but we’ll C.
Cade: KO.
0: You mean…OK?
Cade: Whatevz.
0: KO.
Z: 78 A?
Cade: So it would appear.
Z: 78’…good year.
Cade: Which one?
T: Don’t get smart.
Cade: Working on it.
X: You seem a shade out of sorts. What’s up?
Cade: Dunno.
X: Today is Thursday isn’t it?
Cade: That’s the rumor.
A: …
^Blind Side (Hybrid Soundsystem Remix)^
A: You have no clue what you are going to write about…do you.
Cade: Not that I ever do…but very perceptive of you. I got nothin’.
A: Why do you think that is? You see to be thinking quite a bit.
Cade: Dunno. Maybe it’s this nagging skin business?
A: Anything else on your mind?
Cade: It’s gone fuzzier than usual. Sorry.
A: Wanna come clean?
Cade: Nope.
A: Fair enough.
^Adriatique – Bodymovin’ (Original Mix)^
So hi. Yeah…I ain’t thinking about anything in particular. Ain’t gonna spring anything nutty on Roob, like a Random Wiki or anything, but I ain’t got much.
No music on my radar.
No news.
No images.
No info.
No thoughts.
0: Now that’s just not true.
Cade: For the most part it is.
0: Percentages. They only tell part of the story.
Cade: I’m down with that. Still doesn’t mean I have anything.
0: No need to state the obvious.
Cade: …
0: Several things are “on your radar”…aren’t they?
Cade: That doesn’t really mean anything. All I can do is think about them.
0: You thinking about…
Cade: Nope. I mean yeah…but no.
0: Hmmmm…
Cade: Nope…ain’t doing that either.
0: Making predictions? Are you afraid of being wrong?
Cade: I don’t know how to respond to that.
0: You’ve become a snoozefest.
Cade: Nothing new there.
0: …
^Saccao – It’s Over (Fabo Late Night Mix)^
I’ve been breezing around some places the last few weeks, and of course, there is now this interest in these three hurricanes that are here and there.
Q: What about Harvey?
A: ?¿?
Houston already gone off everyone’s radars in anticipation of the next big thing?
I guess the future is where it’s at, eh?
Thanks…but no thanks. I’ll bring up the rear.
Ya’ll blaze away tho. Someone’s gotta do it I guess.
B: You know…they know, that you are making all this shit up.
Cade: Some may. Some may not.
B: Maybe there’s some rhyme or reason to that. You DO tend to play your cards a shade close to the chest.
Cade: I got snot answers.
B: And if you did?
Cade: They wouldn’t be burning a hole in my pocket…that’s for sure.
Z: An ironic observation for someone who “plays their cards close to the chest” in the way that you do.
Cade: Hey…I gets no questions…I gots no answers.
Z: Does that make you feel safe?
Cade: Where’d B go?
Z: I’m not answering that.
Cade: 😦
Z: …
^Hybrid – Last man standing (HD)^
There was a movie that I watched last night. It’s called City of Ember. Not bad. The puzzle aspect was pretty cool. Especially how they played it. There was an interesting image in the film towards the end. It was interesting to me, primarily, because this image showed up on my radar when shit got all kinds of sideways a few years ago.
Like, during the really really REALLY sideways portion.
That point, where shit looked as if shit was gonna get so fucking sideways, that I was gonna lose any sort of grasp on what was happening within my life. At that point tho, but when the shit REALLY hit the fan after that? For me anyway…shit got really fucking calm and started to make sense. That’s when shit got so fucking sideways, that I don’t even know how to explain it with any degree of reliability nor relatability.
I know what it means...I just can't explain it.
But yeah…an image…in that film I watched…I think I found the first instance of that image. Maybe it’s a popular one. Perhaps even well known. But not to me. Perhaps it rings a bell from my youth. I can say for certainty, that the song below got me through some long, rough, and lonely nights and days.
^Gold Panda – You^
G: Right on time.
Cade: As promised.
G: You promised to be on time?
Cade: No. Sounded good tho.
X: May I?
Cade: Maybe.
X: Do you realize that you just typed “Cade” without even thinking about it?
Cade: Something I was thinking about earlier today.
X: And what was that?
Cade: What an individual’s life looks like over the course of a lifetime on a spinning, wobbling, spinning planet from a Universal context.
X: And what did you come up with?
Cade: Something similar to that.
X: Looks like…knitting, or weaving, or something like that.
Cade: It does.
X: You think that’s how a soul is created?
Cade: It was just a thought.
X: I wonder what it looks like, like, prior to.
Cade: I dunno. It’s a lot to think about.
X: Wrote about something similar to that elsewhere recently?
Cade: Maybe.
X: …
^Mogwai – Take Me Somewhere Nice^
Lotta dreams over the past week or so.
I’ve been staying up late, and not eating much, and I guess it’s causing me to dream a lot. I feel like a jerkoff for writing this shit, but I’ve nothing really to say, and feel like writing…so…yeah…don’t read it. Won’t change the fact that this particular whatever seems kinda self-serving.
Whatshername offered to buy me a bus ticket to wherever I want to go. So I guess I’m giving serious consideration to taking her up on that. Just need to decide where to go. Temperature around here dropped considerably all sudden like two nights ago. Definitely been much cooler in the day, and damn near a chill in the air for the past two evenings.
Moon looks damn nice.
^Youth – Daughter^
Didn’t stay up last night tho. Tis now Friday. Was awoken by a frantic knocking at my door. My youngest son…letting me know that…
“the plumbers are here, and mom is on the phone.”
Strange that she didn’t call me, but at the same time, not very strange at all. So I hop up, start to get dressed, and MY phone rings.
Whatshername: The plumbers are there.
Cade: So I’ve been told.
Whatshername: They weren’t supposed to be there until noon.
Cade: I didn’t know that there were plumbers coming at all.
Whatshername: They are going to be checking the plumbing for a leak.
Cade: …
Whatshername: Your youngest is out there dealing with them now. They weren’t supposed to be there until noon, and they don’t need to be talking to a 14 year old.
Cade: …
Whatshername: Well, I just wanted to let you know that they are there.
Cade: He told me.
Whatshername: Well, I’ve left work and am on my way home, but I’m not going to be able to be there for at least a half an hour.
Cade: OK.
Whatshername: I’ll be there as soon as I can.
Cade: OK.
Certain tension(s)? I don’t understand them.
Sure...I do...but no...I don't.
However…answers? They are always coming. Like some galactic stutter…they are just waiting to come out…just takes a little patience and understanding. A shade of fortitude helps.
^The Chemical Brothers – Leave Home ( Koyaanisqatsi (1983) )^
So I wander out of my room to hunt down these mysterious plumbers that have suddenly appeared, and sure enough, there they were. They showed me what they had found, told me what they thought, and told me the plan from there. I told them that their find made sense, and that we had once lived in an apartment that had a similar problem. One of them asked me…
Plumber B: Do you know how to turn the hot water heater off?
Cade: No.
Plumber B: Let me show you, since you probably want to keep it off unless someone needs to take a shower.
We wandered back to where the hot water heater is located, he opened the door, and I noticed that there is duct tape all over the door and door frame.
"Whatshername has been here."
I don’t blame her for her creative methods of whatever it is she was/is trying to do, but some are doozies. Anyway, he showed me how to turn it off, and warned me of which pipes to be wary of so as not to get burned.
Cade: Me and her were recently divorced, and I’m literally just about to leave in a coupla days, but I want to get as much info as I can to pass along to her.
Plumber B: Has there been any recent change(s) in the amount of the gas bill or water bill?
Cade: You know, now that you mention it, she did mention that there was an increase in the gas bill a few months ago…but she said that her sister’s gas bill also went up at the same time, so I didn’t think much of it.
Plumber B: What about the water bill?
Cade: I wouldn’t know.
I thanked him, and we both wandered out back were Plumber A was using a long steel rod to probe the ground for soft-spots in the soil.
^Foetus – Slung^
I must say, I was shocked at just how deep he was able to run that rod into the ground. Even tho we’ve had a lot of rain this year, we have very hard ground here…black clay. Digging into it without machinery is damn near an exercise in futility, and yet, he was able to plunge this thin steel rod into the ground several feet with relative ease.
Yikes!!!
Thinking about it now…the entire roof on this house was just recently replaced…like, right at 2 years ago I think. I got to looking at the ground, the foundation, the brick paths/bricks that make it up, the brick steps up to the back door, I started thinking about all of the cracks that I’ve pointed out to her in both the foundation and the frame of the house.
Plumber A: Is there any plumbing or water fixtures in the garage?
Cade: No. Just electric.
So it appears, that there is a hot water pipe leak under the foundation. They’ll bring in a listening device, pump air through the system, then track the location of the leak…pretty clever. If they need, they’ll also bring in heat sensors to place on the floor and see if they can get a better idea as to the locale, because where the soil is softening, is nowhere near a hot-water line.
This is rather perplexing. It does have me to thinking about sinkholes tho. Maybe that’s why that one Crepe Myrtle tree out front has started standing up so straight this year. It’s roots are being pulled due to the softening of the soil from the leak. That means, this pipe has prolly been leaking for some time.
^Jay Lumen – The Line (Original Mix) – Noir Music^
Younger Son: Dad…mom says she needs to talk to you RIGHT NOW!
Cade: Um…OK.
The plumbers were just about to leave, said they needed to contact the owner of the house/our landlord, and that everything would be handled and scheduled through them.
Cade: Yes?
Whatshername: Do NOT tell them you are living there.
Cade: What?!?!?
Whatshername: They DO NOT need to know you are living there. Do not tell them ANYTHING personal…they don’t need to know.
At this point, it became clear that she had been on the phone with my son, he had her on speaker, and she had been listening to the conversation(s).
Whatshername: You aren’t supposed to be there.
Cade: Huh?
Whatshername: Just…you aren’t supposed to be there. I’ll explain it later. Just don’t tell them ANYTHING about our personal lives.
Cade: OK.
Jesus Christ…all I could think about, was grabbing my fucking bag and backpack, and running. No idea what I’m running from…but it ain’t good…that’s for fucking sure.
All I can think about, is my son sitting there on the couch, completely lost, and no clue what to do.
The answers are coming.
Yeah…you are prolly thinking…
“what’s the big fucking deal?”
I’m with you. It’ll get solved. He did great through the process, and I’m sure, that were I not here, he coulda handled everything just fine. But there’s something else at work here. It primarily involves information exchange. Or lack thereof.
So yeah...secrets.
^Lemon Interupt – Dirty^
As I continue writing this nonsense, Whatshername has since arrived home. She felt the need to recap everything that I already knew, and I’ve learned not to interrupt, or at least keep them to a minimum.
Whatshername: They are going to need to dig under the foundation.
Cade: I was here. They told me. I was here. They gave me the full skinny to pass along to you.
Whatshername: Did they tell you how long it was going to take?
Cade: A half-day to a day.
Whatshername: That’s what they told me too.
Cade: I know…I was standing there when you were talking to them on the phone.
Whatshername: You were?
Cade: Yes. You were on speakerphone. Look, the first time you called me, you implied that I needed to go out there and deal with them, so I did.
Whatshername: I appreciate that…but…
She’s a wreck…no doubting that. Each time I talked with her on the phone, I could tell that she was furious that they showed up early. She told them as much while she was talking to them on the phone. She even mentioned that she works in a basement where there is no cell service, and didn’t get their message until she left work. Plumber B, who was talking to her on the phone, mentioned that they had a cancellation, and as such, they were early.
^The Prodigy – Funky Shit Perplex Version^
Whatshername: I took you off the lease when I renewed it.
Cade: …
Whatshername: We aren’t allowed to have visitors for more than 14 days without approval from the owner.
Cade: …
So yeah...seek, and ye shall find.
Not that I was looking for any of that shit. Then again, I didn’t expect to be here at all. Things just keep developing that keep me around, as I am occasionally useful for certain things. But keeping me in the dark because you are working some kookie side-deals? You are trying to stand on your own…I get it.
Jesus Christ…we all need help. Especially when we need it. And we know better than anyone when we need it. When a committee must now decide just how needy your needs are, yeah…shit is gonna get sideways. Their objective is to say “no”. If they can’t say “no” to your request, then they fucking FIND a way to say “no”.
Trust...is NEVER on the table.
We’re talking about machinery…and clockworks…and processes…and rules…and guidelines…not people.
People are incidental and even inconsequential.
^Sasha – Rooms^
Just thinking that as long as needy is trumped by neediest, needy will always become neediest at some point. Or…they’ll die, and there will no longer be a need to need.
Speaking of…Kellie of “Kellie In The Raw”…it appears that her daughter was hit by a car recently.
Some good thoughts her and her family's way prolly couldn't hurt.
Prolly some people down Houston and S. Texas way that could prolly use some good thoughts as well.
^Din Daa Daa (Original 12″ Version) – George Kranz | 80s Dance Music | 80s Club Music | 80s Club Mix^
Sooooo....here we go.
I’m sitting in a house that has a mushy swamp under its foundation, a cracked or broken pipe somewhere, and I now feel the need to go point out to Whatshername that the owner of this house is gonna be a primary player in this. I get the feeling that she forgets that.
That said, I have no problem with her taking me off the lease, I expected to be gone by now. That does have me thinking a bit about those brand new roads that they just put in. Lotta weight and weight changes in a relatively short period of time. Lotta vibration and resonance changes, ESPECIALLY when you consider the number of trees that were cut down to facilitate the construction of these roads.
I’m not suggesting that this construction caused this pipe problem, but it could certainly be a factor. We are dealing in aggregate afterall. Yeah…lots of places, dealing in aggregate(s) AND singular(s). So yeah…I get the feeling that Newtonian laws are equally applicable in many areas that we’ve never fathomed.
^M83 – Wait (Kygo Remix)^
I guess the more that we tinker with the tiny, for the sake of the huge, we are going to see more and more shit like this. All kinds of crazy shit that makes no fucking sense at all.
Q: Why would it?
A: !!!???!!!
You gonna start deploying sensors here, there and every fucking where?
Gonna start aggregating information so you can make a better informed decision and/or better decisions?
To what end?
Are you forgetting something?
Are you forgetting several things?
Many things?
^Armin van Buuren ft. Susana – Shivers (Original Mix)^
Leaks, leaks, fractures, and leaks.
That makes me think of that movie I just watched, City of Embers. It had Martin Landau in it, and he played the role of a pipeworks worker. At one point, he mentioned that the water system was in such a state of disrepair, and it had been so long since they had any new pipe, that the tape used to seal leaks was longer than the pipe system itself.
So yeah...pressure(s) + time(s) over time = leaks.
Now that you have read the previous sentence, you may feel free to get specific at this point.
It’ll help make your case.
Need any help?
^The Raveonettes “Love in a Trashcan” Music Video^
I’m sure you’ve got your tried and true steadfast methods, that work time and again and haven’t failed you yet.
I don't.
Well…cept for the ones that you give me. And they look different from this angle. Especially when they serve you and not me or vice versa. How can I feel safe in saying such a thing? Welp, really, I don’t feel safe in saying it. But there is some consolation in knowing, that if I am involved…there is a reason. I was involved long before I showed up on your radar, and I’ll likely be involved long after I disappear from your radar. What does that mean? I dunno. But I will.
Or not.
^deftones – elite (08/21/09)^
WOAH!! A last minute question from The Whatever However Hotline!!!
Q: Cade…who are you talking to?
Cade: I dunno. Who do you want me to be talking to? Who should I be talking to? So yeah…I dunno. Don’t care either.
Sorry, was just interrupted by Whatshername coming to ask me how to turn the hot water back on. Showed her where the valve was, and explained to her, that when the valve handle is parallel to the pipe…it means the water is flowing, and when the valve handle is perpendicular to the pipe…it means that the water is not flowing.
A big smile crept across her face, almost as if to say…
I saw a newspaper story yesterday, Dear Reader. I meant to mention it to Cade, but I forgot…
They might look like props from a low-budget horror film, but these mysterious slimy brain-like blobs are in fact colonies of hundreds of tiny creatures.
The pond-dwelling jellies were recently spotted for the first time in Stanley Park in Vancouver, Canada, when they were exposed by low water levels.
The creatures, known as bryozoans, have been around for hundreds of millions of years, long before the first dinosaurs walked the Earth.
And now, it appears, they are spreading – but scientists are unsure why.
Fortunately, he’s sent through a missive, set out below…
*No it doesn’t, Clicky…*
*Yeah, okay, there are some of those…*
*******
Considering the singular nature of all this duality crap is giving me a headache. Anyone got any Tylenol?
Maybe some Ibuprofen?
Although, Ibuprofen will tear the shit out of my stomach. But my headache will be gone.
That's fucked up.
That said, I wonder if there is any tugging or pulling going on there? I mean like, because of whatever is in that Ibuprofen. It’s got aspirin in it. Aspirin comes from trees. Trees have this springy tuggy kind of action to them. But let’s talk about Tanin. Or Tannin. Then I can bring up “vit D” whatever in the fuck that is, cause someone mentioned it somewhere recently.
😀
^UMEK – Stealth Your Past (Original Mix) [Tronic]^
I skipped the obvious shit, and looked for something arcane or unrelated, and I found this…
“Osteopenia occurs more frequently in participants in non-weight-bearing sports like bicycling or swimming than in participants in weight-bearing sports like powerlifting and running, since bone-loading exercise tends to protect or possibly increase bone mineral density.”
Hmmm...
Get yo fat ass off the bike or outta the pool, and lift some weights you worthless scumbag!
Gonna pass on that deal. But that does get me to thinking a bit about…erm…results. Most medical doctors that I’ve encountered are a shade…conservative.
Unless you are are bleeding out of your eyes, and the doctor is able to jam some cotton-balls in there to stem the bleeding…your particular diagnosis may take some time. Sure, sometimes doctors can nail something right off the bat, and treat it with ease. But do these situations tend to make us feel at ease? Or uneasy? We went in for some trite but unusual situation, and we expected the doctor to diagnose us with full-body cancer and give us less than 24 hours to live.
Yet with the unknowns, we’ll endure barrage after barrage of tests and testing just to put our mind at ease. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I kinda do, but let’s let this one sit for a while, and let’s think on it.
Is that good for you?
^deadmau5 & Wolfgang Gartner – Animal Rights^
Cade: Dad, why are fathers called fathers?
Dad: Because we’ve been father in life than our children.
Cade: Ah. Makes sense.
Dad: It does?
Cade: Yes. But I’ll never have kids.
Dad: Why is that?
Cade: Because you said that I’m too much of a screwup to ever have anyone interested in marrying me.
Dad: You don’t have to me married to have children.
Cade: You don’t?
Dad: Nope.
Cade: Hmmmmm
^Frost – Relocate^
It’s September 1st.
It’s 2017.
It’s 16:33.
Nice sky outside.
It's deep.
^No Mana – What’s Your Wifi^
Been thinking a lot about blood lately, and it’s color. Not red…yellow. Melanin has been bouncing around again here and there lately, and as it would happen, it came up in conversation. That got me to thinking about moles. But that’s not where the conversation went.
What I started thinking about, was energy and energies in the more “scientific” senses or definitions. If there is more than one way in, there are more than one ways out. And with respect to melanin, I got to thinking about some thoughts I’ve had with respect to uranium being a “kicker” of sorts for life. If we follow the trail, everything is going to show up on life’s radar at some point. But where that led me, was to this “source” and “matrix” kinds of thinking.
That led me to moles. I personally have one, and I only have one. There’s going to be more to it than that. Spin without direction, contextually, isn’t going to help us. Not as long as we are looking, and certainly not where we are looking, nor how we are looking.
^The Prototypes – Pale Blue Dot^
That has me thinking a bit about listening. But let’s go somewhere else where we can think…k?
We’re gonna have to talk about nerves at some point, and currently, I’m getting on my own nerves.
^Kalki – Varanasi (Official Music Video)^
Lessee what I can talk about today. Other than myself of course.
Got to see some awesome contrails late last evening. Was gonna make a video and/or take some pictures, but it was too dark and would not have come out. LOADS of moisture in the air, even tho there were no clouds, and as a result, loads of contrails to the west.
D/FW airport has a VOR, and as a result, lots of airways crisscross right over the top of D/FW Airport. There were some cool ones and big ones last night (contrails, that is)…but there was one in particular as I was watching that had a wicked 90° hook in it, where the aircraft had come in from the southeast, and turned almost directly west after crossing over the airport. Hence, I went and grabbed my camera to make a video. The hook really stood out amongst all of the other contrails that were lingering, as these were almost all “more straight” lines crisscrossing each other.
^deadmau5 & Feed Me @ BBC Radio 1 Residency (06 JULY 2017) [PART 7]^
The other day, I was out taking some pictures of the post-Harvey sky, because the clouds were simply too beautiful not to share. As I wandered out into the front yard, and while tinkering with my camera…I hear…
Neighbor: Hi!
Cade: Well hello there!
Neighbor: What are you doing?
Cade: I’m just taking some pictures of this beautiful sky. Stunning isn’t it?
Neighbor: Wow…that is pretty. Ya know…I’ve been out running for an hour now, and I just realized I’ve not looked up even once.
Cade: Welp…you outta look up every once in a while. Never know what you might see. 😉
Neighbor: I guess so.
Cade: Welp…I’m gonna grab some pics real quick before these clouds go away. Nice talking to ya. 🙂
Neighbor: OK…bye.
She lives two doors down, and is a teacher. I’ve only talked to her once before, but she’s really nice, and has engaged me in conversation both times I’ve talked with her. She’s got three sons that are about the same age as my three children, is divorced, and her boyfriend sorta lives with her. Never spoke with him and only seen him a coupla times. Prolly a nice guy tho. Her kids are nice, she’s nice, so I assume he is also nice. That gets me to thinking tho.
X Marks The Spot.
^OCULA – Ingrained^
Do we really want to know our neighbors? Or is that too much of a risky investment that prolly will go sour at some point? Or do we just want to tell them what they can and can’t do? This IS…our kingdom, afterall. Anything that encroaches upon, or may encroach upon, our kingdom, must be stopped…and it must be stopped now. So…
sorry
…ain’t gonna finish that thought. My stomach just knotted up at traveling that pathway. Tired of punching…tired of being punched…tired of undenting dents.
Q: Is a fender on a car dented prior to an accident?
A: Food for thought.
P.S. – Your neightbor may not want to know you (dessert for thought).
^Kayve – Cervos^
Yesterday…I wandered out front to check the weather and dig in the rocks in the driveway…when suddenly…a car appeared in the street…driving my way…I recognized it…waved…and it pulled up in front of the house…and stopped in the street. So…I walked out that way, and the window on the passenger-side started to drop…
Cade: Well hello there.
X Mom-N-Law: Hi!
Cade: How are you?
X Mom-N-Law: I’m fine how are you?
Cade: Not bad. How was Oregon and/or South Dakota?
X Mom-N-Law: …
I’m gonna stop the convo there, because it’s private. Just glad she is home safely.
I did learn that my ex-aunt-law, is not doing so well, which made me sad, and it makes me sad to think of it now. I also learned, that her husband is retired…I did not know this. He was a Sunflower and Soybean farmer, and also owns like a 2,000/3,000 acre hunting ranch up there that one of their daughters run. I think it’s mostly Pheasant. I dunno…I guess he either sold most of his land, or pays someone to work his lands, or sub-lets it and someone else works it or something. Anyway…it was nice to talk to my x-mo-n-la.
^No Mana – Slow Motion^
Q: Why is space black?
A: !!!
No light? Hmmm….
Q: What happens when you take every color there is, and mix them together?
A: Black.
I was talking to someone yesterday, and the topic of prisms came up. As we talked, “my” equation was buzzing around in my head, as was Pi. Namely…Sopi…something that I had thought of just recently. It’s gotten me to thinking about how Pi is less about circles, other shapes and even math, than it is about motion. What am I getting at here?
Calculation.
This is prolly gonna be a sticky topic, because both time and work are gonna have to be pondered here, which means that math and shapes are gonna also have to be considered.
So…let’s do it the easy way…color(s) + sound(s).
^UMEK – Presence of Devious (Original Mix) [Tronic]^
Google search – How Many Colors Are There?
Computer - 16,777,216
“They have shown that we can see about 1000 levels of light-dark, 100 levels of red-green, and 100 levels of yellow-blue for a single viewing condition in a laboratory. This means that the total number of colors we can see is about 1000 x 100 x 100 = 10,000,000 (10 million).”
What I’ve been thinking about, is this recurring “88” business here and there over the past few years, and the more eccentric meanings behind this number.
Welp…88 is as important as any other number…because without 1-87?…we would have no 88. So…what I’ve been pondering for a while now is the correlation between light, gravity, strings, and quantum mechanics. This means we cannot leave out Newtonian nor Relativistic thinking, because we are talking about light.
Where this is gonna get sideways, is my postulation that light and/or photons, can stop completely/have no speed at all. If you stop blaming our Sun/Sol…and ONLY our Sun/Sol, for all light that we see/perceive, we can think maybe about energy and energies that are more aggregated that we give credit for.
So yeah…were about to walk the path of lasers and reflection and refraction…and THEN…we’re gonna wind that prism created rainbow right back up and send it on it’s merry way.
^Public Enemy-Fight The Power^
What has puzzled me, is what is actually going on within a prism that is bending a beam of light at 90° and producing a rainbow on the other side.
What I came up with, is that there has GOT to be some shit going on between A and B that is being missed…and not just some angle. There HAS to be a back and forth, and up and down, and side to side, and every fucking whichaway going on there to unravel, dethread/rethread and unwind that light.
Yeah…strings are gonna have to be more dynamic than just “strings” or even “strings with stings”. Contextually, sometimes anyway, these strings are prolly gonna need to make some unusual shapes to travel to wherever it is they want to go…ESPECIALLY if it’s somewhere they don’t want to go. So…let’s talk about heat for a minute.
^Pop Will Eat Itself – X, Y & Zee^
I’ve mentioned that “The Universe” is prolly well versed and well rehearsed in the nature of burns and burning. What The Universe is NOT well versed in?
You.
Kindof a…”getting to know you” thing going on here as best as I can tell. Were it not so, I prolly wouldn’t be allergic to this place. Anyway, there is prolly no element that we know of that prolly cannot assume any shape at any time under the correct contextual circumstances. There is also prolly no limit to the amount of mass that a particular element cannot achieve…contextually. So…let’s hop over Einstein’s postulation that approaching the speed of light will cause that particular something to achieve infinite mass.
A: Strings
Prolly either gonna dial that speed back…or give it a poke to “push it over the hump”…if you will. Prolly gonna need to think about branes here. Branes not brains. I have none of the latter, and the former is still under peer review (I am my own peer…I hope I pass).
^Upular | Pogo^
So I’m thinking about the number of transactions that are required, to unwind a photon.
Q: What happens to a photon once it is unwound?
A: Bubbles.
That’s my thinking. If you keep water in mind, then think about rainbows, then stop limiting the size of particles and particulate, then stop limiting speed and speeds, then stop limiting proximate and contextual origins and longevities…we can prolly figure out why black holes are so goddamn…black.
It's not all about speed.
SOMETHING has to be keeping those speeds in check. What better way, to measure speed…than…infinite speed(s). That will allow for every speed in between….so yeah…colors and sounds. I get the feeling that silence is actually rather fucking loud, and it has a tendency to block the shit out of some stuff, and not so much to others.
Q: How loud is pain?
A: ...
Q: How loud is joy?
A: ...
^deadmau5 – Phantoms Can’t Hang^
What I grasped at yesterday during the course of mine and Roob’s conversation was/is…
88 permutations of light between 1° and 90° within the prism. This is based on a 7-dimensional model mathematical model, Px3/Tx4 that relies on my ∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞ formula to calculate any number, backwards and forwards, at the same time, using only 1’s.
It’s going to be holographic in nature with respect to displaying the requested number…but the matrix itself is nothing but infinite sets of 1’s with a zero base. There will be two zeros in the set, origin…destination, but at some point, both the origin and destination will be the same. Afterall, what we are trying to do, is calculate some really ridiculously large numbers from point A, and wind up back at A with our answer. I need my son’s formula to make this work.
Q: How much is “infinite” in this instance/these instances.
A: All the way.
Q: How much is that?
A: I dunno.
Information is heavy. It has to be. Our planet alone is touted to have of mass of God only fucking knows what…so yeah…shitloads of information there. So let’s bend an infinitely long straight line, that has infinite mass, so that it fits into a space the size of a pinhead.
Once we do that…
Q: Where does the space go?
A: I will not suggest inflation nor how it works here...not now anyway 😛
^David Bowie – Space Oddity [OFFICIAL VIDEO]^
We’ve got us a beam of photons that are all connected in a chain, and coming in from Galaxtar 19…and Galaxtar 19 is on the far side of The Universe. Photon 1 arrives, passes straight through The Earth/Terra…
Q: What does Earth/Terra do 24/7?
A: It spins.
That wasn’t such a long walk now was it?
Oh…should I have used Neutrinos instead of Photons?
Just doing what I’ve been taught to do.
Iron clad and written in stone today = Sitting in a dustbin collecting space dust tomorrow.
^Morrissey – I Don’t Mind If You Forget Me^
Why I personally have been seeing for some time now, is triangles and circles working together to shear light. Imagine a large empty black space, that is fucking FULL of rainbow circles and triangles, that are bouncing around each other, keeping both of their shapes intact, while simultaneously keeping the colors themselves orderly and intact.
Q: What is keeping these shapes intact that allows them to order both themselves AND the spectrum of light?
A: The spectrum of light is more than just light, and is surrounded by all fucking KINDS of energy and energies.
What do they all have in common?
Motion. Motionlessness is STILL motion.
Relativistically…it simply has none contextually. So…if we take into consideration the speed and speeds of our planet, as well as the speed and speed of our solar system…we could be entangled with and lugging around some fucking HUGE photons that are not only actually moving quite fast, but also maybe some aggregate factors that allow smaller and more numerous photons to more easily translate and traverse this space and these spaces.
Like attract like.
Opposites attract.
Like signs repel.
The weak force(s) is/are the strongest of all.
Takes a lot of strength to not do something.
Ohm. Ohm. Ohm. Sorry…just…chanting a mantra here 😉
^InsideInfo – Metamorphosis (feat. Miss Trouble) (Lyric Video)^
Tis now 03:55 in the AM on Saturday September 2nd, and I’m pooped.
Plus, poor Roob had to return to work after a week’s vacation, and I don’t want to send her another monster like the last one…so…I’ll can it here.
But yeah…you can get it apart, but can you put it back together?
If so, what is the result?
Methinks Uranium has a useful function that we might be overlooking for the sake of the now.
*Interesting, Clicky, but to be honest I was thinking more about dance…*
two-step (n.) dance style, 1893, from two + step (n.); so called for the time signature of the music (as distinguished from the three-step waltz). But as the positions taken by the dancers involved direct contact, it was highly scandalous in its day and enormously popular.
A certain Division of an Auxiliary gave a dance not long since. I went and looked on. What did they dance? Two-step, two-step and two-step. How did they dance? When we used to waltz, we clasped arms easily, took a nice, respectable position, and danced in a poetry of motion.
Now, girls, how do you two-step? In nine cases out of ten the dear girl reposes her head on the young man’s shoulder, or else their faces press each other. He presses her to his breast as closely as possible, and actually carries her around.
Disgraceful? I should say so. Do you wonder at the ministers preaching on dancing as a sin, when it looks like this to a woman like myself who believes in dancing and has danced all her life? Mothers, as you love your girls, forbid them to dance after this manner. [letter in the ladies’ section of “Locomotive Engineers’ Monthly Journal,” March 1898]
To the Two Step may be accredited, serious injury to the Waltz, awkward and immodest positions assumed in round dancing, also as being a prominent factor in overcrowding the profession and causing a general depression in the business of the legitimate Master of Dancing. [“The Director,” March 1898]
*Oh is that how that’s done… What about the other one?*
*Okay… Are there any dances where the woman leads, Clicky? I’m meant to be leading this missive…*
Traditionally, the male dance partner is the Lead and the female dance partner is the Follow, though this is not always the case, such as in Schottische danced in the Madrid style where women lead and men follow.
*Hmm… I’ll just get on with it…*
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Sup dickheads and non-dickheads?!?!?!?
Roob is driving today.
Yeah...you heard right...RooBeeDoo is driving today. 😉
Outside of this here paragraph, which is being written @ 00:41 CST on Friday August 25th of 2017, Roob is gonna call the shots on this here whatever turned missive.
I mainly thought I would go ahead and write a bit because there is a song that I am listening to that I really like, and I want to share it. But it should also clear my head a bit, and will hopefully let me sit back, shut up, and let her do her thing.
I have no idea what she is planning/thinking about. Only mentioned via a Twitter convo that maybe a new missive is in order/on order, and she expressed an idea that I’ll not mention here. This is exciting!!!
^Ranji – Speed of sound^
I failed with the first paragraph and shutup thing. Was watching YouTube, and they ruined it.
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In… the …hood.
1 hood down…1 hood to go.
You hoods will be good to go after that.
Or maybe you got that hood covered.
^BAIT BIKE IN THE HOOD PRANK^
And not to leave anything undone…let’s travel to…LUNN-DUNN!!!
^BAIT BIKE PRANK in LONDON^
Let’s throw some meat to hungry dogs, and see what they do.
Let’s open a loophole in the law, and see who pours through.
Let’s open a bottle, half for me and some for you.
Let’s kill us a kitten, just to hear its last…mew.
^Phaxe & Morten Granau – Beatless^
Tis now Friday. Like…later Friday.
Meaning, Roob has slept and awoken, and so I have I.
Changes have changed.
This will go wherever it does.
^UnderCover – Chapati^
While we are let’sing, let’s think about electrical impulses. Yeah. Them those ‘lectrical impulses in your brain-sack and body-sack(s) and shit like that.
What’s not kinda fair about these pics? Everyone is different. Which makes me think of something…
Q: What’s fair about doctors?
A: (are you gonna try and tell me...they are all...<gulp>...different?)
I mean, if you have the cash and/or a good enough insurance plan that allows “a second opinion”…and that second opinion turns out to be more favorable…did the doctor give the answer you were looking for? Or did they get it right and the first doctor got it wrong? This assumes a difference in opinion between doctors…which we with experience KNOW … never … fucking … EVAR …happens. 😉
What about the patient? Is their opinion REALLY not important? You doctors wouldn’t have a fucking job of the “patient” didn’t exist…right? Are we really to assume that patients are dumb? Can’t learn? When did doctors cease being teachers? Are you teaching you patients to be dependent on you? Or to depend on you, you, you and only you? Because, we could prolly suddenly make a case for “addictive behaviors and practices” here, not to mention some narcissistic and/or co-dependence, not to mention Borderline Personality Disorder.
Maybe it’s time for “the patient” to treat the doctor(s)?
Lemme give ya hand with that doc.
^Love and Rockets – Mirror People ’88^
So yeah…’lectricity in the body. Someone gets zapped by an excessive amount of this shit…seems like all it wants to do is to get out. Thinking about spin(s) and field generation, maybe that’s how these fields around us get generated. Ya can’t suddenly get all uppity and say that the body is no longer chemical and electrical just because we now know that we have these fields hovering around us 24/7.
So…what are those methods of getting something into the human body?
Since all require absorption, let’s use this opportunity to talk about spin. I’m gonna think speed here, which means we are going to talk about friction, which means we are talking about heat.
Since we are talking about heat…that means we are talking about heat regulation. If we are talking about heat regulation, that means we are going to be talking also about moisture at the same time.
But getting back to heat…that means we are going to be talking about Asbestos, Glycol(s) and Lithium. That’ll get us to salts, crystals/crystalline(s), fiberglass and carbon-fiber kinds of shit, which will get us to think about insulation and…null.
Yep. Null. If we are talking about heat, friction, and spin…we are talking about time. If we are talking about time, that means we are talking about times and timings. That means we must include null and null timings.
Q: How important is time, times, and timing(s) with respect to cell-division?
^Armin van Buuren vs Vini Vici feat. Hilight Tribe – Great Spirit (Extended Mix)^
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Dear Reader, I was going to write a post about the boys’ birthday (went okay) and their GCSE results (got what they wanted), but I’ve actually spent the last couple of days in conversation with Cade, talking about all kinds of shit, from cling film to teleportation Vs time travel, from 20th century history to the weather (specifically hurricanes and tornadoes), and all points in between.
I was thinking I could incorporate some of what we talked about into the missive above…
*Yeah, that was cool…*
*Oh, you’re gonna show it… /squints… O-Kayyy…*
*/slaps head… I meant paper towel…*
*Tread not treat… /sigh… Okay, Clicky that’s enough now…*
*No, enough! That conversation went on for hours…*
*/wrestles dolphin assistant to the ground…*
What about you, Dear Reader? Would you like to hear a Song?
Let's get these wavy walls out of the way, yeah?
Maybe one more? For the road?
And here...is what is happening in the world of Cade...
Penny for your thoughts.
❤
Anyone else ever get "rainbow vision"?
Google Search = Why do people in england not like francis drake?
I am quite the asshole.
RAWR!!! RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!! RAWR!!!
I like this song.
Sooooo....here we go.
Looks like New Orleans may be out. 
Library of Libraries 