*Growth to Movement, agreed. UKIP’s winning 2014 support surged into a winning vote for the newly formed underdog Brexit Party…*
*That ended the night as Top Dog…*
*Yeah, well the Purples were victim to their own success when ‘Leave’ won the referendum in 2016, Clicky… /taps ash… What about the performance of the other newly formed party? Changey McChangeFace, the Arch-Remainers…*
*Awfully pleased with themselves, based on not very much at all? Again agreed…*
*Yikes! The green boogers outperformed strongly right across the Europe… /drags…*
*Oh, that the SNP will flaunt their success in Scotland is a given, Clicky. But what of the big beasts of UK politics? What the fuck happened to Labour?*
*Yeah, shafted by the Lib Dems. It’s not like they weren’t warned or anyfin…*
*Crude but effective, Clicky… /smirks… And what about the Tories, the party of Government?*
*That’s what you get for being led by Brexit wets… /stubs butt… The Reds and Blues need to do what they explicitly promised they would do in their 2017 General Election manifestos, and get us the hell out of the EU…*
*Indeed, Clicky. They’re the ones that put it off and made Halloween the deadline. Maybe after that they can go to the country…*
… How wonderful, then that on the 137th day of the current year, Clicky and I are able to present for you, Dear Reader, with another pointless exercise 😉
Over the past coupla years, I’ve regained some feeling in my limbs that has been absent since I was a kid. I admit that it is a strange sensation, and I personally would even consider it scary most of the time. I know for the most part the events that led up to me losing sensation in a particular area, but why the feeling is returning?
A mystery. One I’ve been chasing for several years now. And yeah, the feeling itself is scary. I adapted to not having feeling in a certain area of my body, which was a scary process, so I guess it only natural that I would need to adapt to suddenly having feeling in areas where previously there were none, which is also a scary process.
Digress again
Standing outside late at night, staring at the sky, pondering all manner of things, when a clear and sharp thought comes into focus in my mind. Suddenly, at the same moment as the clarity of mind arrives, and as if to somehow accentuate the point…
a gentle gust of wind
Like little fingers of encouragement from some unseen hand. Coincidence, right? Maybe. But for me to feel wind on my legs or arms prior to around 2012 would have required something in the hurricane force range. Not only is the feeling itself strange, but why did it arrive at that particular moment? Would it be possible that I needed to feel that wind so as to have some kind of sensory input so that I would know that “HEY! I’VE GOT FEELING IN MY LEGS!!!”
As far as everyday occurrence, how mindful are we about things touching us except for being mindful about our protective bubbles and making sure that we know where the mace is located. Let’s onward to this thought I just had on this fine, but very stormy, Saturday morning.
^Depths of Azure – Skeleson^
We humans have no qualms whatsoever at accusing The Universe of conspiring against us. The Universe will throw banana peels in our path all day long, and we won’t bat an eye at accusing God/the gods/unseen forces of singling us out. Picking on us. Making our life a living hell.
WHY DOES GOD HATE ME?!?!?!?
We can share these horrible experiences with others, and others can likely relate because they are prolly well versed themselves in experiencing similar horrific days. But what about the opposite? Why are we so receptive to The Universe troweling out nightmarish sludge in our exact direction, but anything awesome or sweet arriving from Big Mamma directly to us is…
coincidence
Chance. Utterly dismissible. Not meant for specifically for me. Are we wired so as to think like this? If so, who wired us this way? Not only that, but who can rewire us once we realize that our thinking may be a bit…off.
Food for thought
Speaking of food and thought, what in the fuck is Sassafras anyway?
The one constant with respect to groups seems to be diversity. Take Megadeth for example. Both Megadeth and Metallica have their roots in the same area, but their music couldn’t be more different. Metal? Sure. But beyond that, very different.
Wait…when I said “groups”, you thought I was talking about conservatives/liberals, believers/non-believers, commies/fascists, and shit like that. Welp, I was. An argument could be made that Metallica are to capitalists what Megadeth are to hippies. Megadeth and Metallica are both metal, and capitalists and hippies are both human. The question is, which one appeals to you personally. You aren’t in the band, which means you are going to be in the audience cheering on your rockers of choice. They are the nucleus, you’re hanging out in some electron shell with the rest of the hangers on, and the combination of the two makes the whole atom go.
Holy shit that was a lame analogy. Just still got that DoD video on my mind, and wondering what it is that makes people take certain parts as gospel, and toss the rest of the available information…out. Perhaps the source? Meaning, if you trust a certain channel to provide you with information, and because this particular channel opposes channels that you do NOT trust, like “the government” or MSM or whatever, that makes you more likely to believe whatever it is that they are feeding you?
Q: You think it possible that some official channel would ever try an intentionally mislead you?
A: ???
Welp, just keep in mind, that you’ve latched on to new sources of information you’ve put your trust in, which makes these channels “official”.
at least to you
Keep that thought about official channels in mind, what they are capable of, and maybe call them out when they appear to start fudging. Maybe be kind about it tho? People make mistakes. People get it wrong. Or fuckit, kick everyone’s ass at the first sign of trouble. Whatever. I don’t care.
^Rusted Root – Send Me On My Way^
The next thing that I was asked to look up/investigate was a story that “they” are going door to door in NY giving everyone Measles shots, and you will be fined $1,000 on the spot for refusing the shot. This immediately rang a bell as something I’d heard before. That said, there was no distinction as to what “NY” referred to, so I immediately assumed NYC since most people who do not live in New York tend to associate “NY” with NYC, and forget about the rest of the state and the 12 million people that live there.
So NYC, 8 million people, door to door, in a city that does indeed have a fuckton of doors, but not many houses. Like, single-family residences. Not to mention that NYC has loads of places that social workers giving shots are likely to not be real thrilled about going to.
Measles
Are we talking Rubella? Or Rubeola? At the time of this writing, Google is telling me that “measles” is extremely rare at less than 1,000 cases reported per year, and I assume this number is US only. A search for “measles worldwide” reflects that yep, 10 million reported cases worldwide yearly. The US ain’t doing too bad. What in the FUCK could possibly be going on in NY that somewhere between 8 and 19 million people in that city/state need to be forcibly given vaccines? Is there a difference between a first time vaccine and a booster?
OK, so it appears that there is some kind of battle taking place in New York, and that article says that the “outbreak” appears to be centered in “ultra-Orthodox Jewish communities in Brooklyn”. So maybe the NY health department is tinkering with the idea of going door-to-door in certain areas of Brooklyn?
Any idea why “Jews” might not be real thrilled with the prospect of someone banging on their door and forcing you to accept a label?
Is it a coincidence that I watched a movie called “Chaplin” for the first time last night? Any idea what a movie about Charlie Chaplin and Jews has to do with the price of Sassafras in Switzerland? Welp, Chaplin’s sweetheart died of the flu in the Spanish Flu outbreak that followed World War I. Not trying to pile connections on you, just kinda pointing out some stuff that is there.
^earthlings? – “Saving Up for My Spaceship”^
Anyone else notice that line “Vaccination is known to extinguish the fire of contagion.” Oh yeah? What extinguishes the fire of tyranny? What the fuck is tyranny anyway.
Is it considered tyrannical to use your station as a platform for manipulating those you consider to be less fortunate? When did your own personal opinion become law? Like, outside of your own personal self-governance. What that judge said was pretty goddamn inflammatory…
“A fireman need not obtain the informed consent of the owner before extinguishing a house fire.”
There’s no distinction made as to what “a house fire” is, who is making the judgment call, nor as to the cause of the blaze. Can I not burn down my own house?
So…containment. Keep the “outbreak” relegated to this one area, and it won’t sneak outside and start to really fuck with your numbers. Seems like it started in an isolated community of “anti-vaxxers” according to this article. So they’ve isolated and are trying to contain not one infection, but two. Measles, and anti-vaxxers. You know what they say about those two-front wars.
^Crookers – Remedy (Feat. Miike Snow)^
Just saw an argument transpiring on an internet forum, and it occurred to me that neither party gave a flying fuck about these people they say they are trying to lead. They seem to care only about who leads them.
Q: What if I am so fucking cosmically centered, that I don’t need anyone leading me?
A: ?!!!¿
Makes sense tho about trying to lead irrespective of the destination. When you’re a kid, you aren’t concerned with where the car is going, you just want to drive the car. What does that have to do with vaccinations, mandatory or otherwise? Dunno. Maybe it’s not my job to figure that out. BTW, there are swastikas in that image above.
Just sayin'
^Boomside – Be Afraid (Official Music Video)^
Yeah, if you don’t choose a side, and more importantly, you don’t choose the side that someone thinks you should choose? You’re in deep shit. That’s the problem with blazing these kinds of trails. If you’re doing it to make friends, you’re on the wrong path. And speaking of choosing a path to make friends, I hear that Facebook 86’d a bunch of people the other day?
One such victim was Paul Joseph Watson? I admit to not knowing much about the guy, but he seems to be pretty much like any other social mediot. Reads topical shit, gives their opinion, is real clever about it, accumulate following, advertisers/advertising secured via multiple platforms, BOOM BABY! You’ve got a full time job being a talking head and getting paid good money to do it.
Ya know, whether you realize it or not, I don’t hear you complaining about not being allowed to be on some show on the BBC. Or the FOX network. What’s your beef with getting kicked off of Facebook? The types of streams you were chasing on Facebook are really no different than broadcast television or radio. But that’s now, right? Did you have loads of followers when you first joined Facebook? Were you making loads of cash from Facebook and their affiliates from day one? Fuck dude, even Friends got canceled. You had your run. You made cash, they made cash, wasn’t that the point?
^dj spooky – synchronic disjecta^
Roob just DM’d me and said “I’m messing with your missive”.
Yeesh
That thing was a fucking mess. I didn’t do a word count, but it wound up being seven pages of wandering bullshit. Odd considering I tried to stay “on topic” whilst writing that. Same with this one. I’m not doing so good. Well. I’m not doing so well. Fuck the English language and it’s hellish protocols. I ain’t doing so goddamn good.
^Mr.Levy – Mima (official video)^
Any chance that the closing of public schools could provide temporary relief from non-directly related financial burdens? Are any public schools even being closed? Or are only the private ones being ordered closed.
New York spends more per student than any other state?
Damn
Some temporary relief from such an ailment would be a godsend. Wait, I prolly shouldn’t use such vernacular…separation of church and state and all that. Surely no one with their finger on the financial pulse of the New York educational system would take advantage of such a dire situation. That’s opportunism at its worst. Not to mention that, how in the fuck can you justify financing what would have to be an army of workers to march around the city giving vaccinations, and another army to accompany the first army in order to issue citations/levy fines. I mean, you’d need two armies, not one, right? Medical workers/healthcare providers aren’t members of the executive, are they?
Q: What inoculates us against grinning and bearing it during times of peril/crisis?
A: ¿¿¿
Some games do in fact accommodate eventualities such a stalemates or ties. Why doesn’t your game make such allowances?
Fuckit. I’m done with this measles shit. That StatNews article about the mandatory vaccinations states that…
“The commissioner is empowered by law to issue such orders in cases when they might be necessary to protect against a serious public health threat.”
In this case, “the commissioner” refers to is the City Health Commissioner of New York City, who thinks she has the power, by law, to do whatever she thinks is right, and she can and will force you to comply. She has resources that you, the less fortunate, do not have, because you gave all your shit away to the same fuckers that are now standing on your windpipe.
Thrilled and humbled to be appointed @NYCHealthCommr by @NYCMayor. It’s an honor of a lifetime to lead @nycHealthy. Equity, community engagement and innovation will guide our work to protect & promote the health of ALL NY’ers. pic.twitter.com/BENOGNLdnY
*Whoa, that man’s hands look fucking weird, Clicky …/counts fingers…*
Or something
^The Schumann Frequencies – The Fool demo^
Voice-To-Skull Technology…is there such a thing? Are they talking Bluetooth? Actually, I’m being a smartass there because I know exactly what they are talking about. Well, maybe not exactly, but I’ve done some reading on sonic weapons and/or manipulation of sound to invoke or evoke certain emotional responses. Like say, “The Invitation” part of a church service and the musical selections that are played during this part of the service. What’s that? You weren’t aware that there are structured elements to a church service that are purposely designed to push your emotions in a particular direction?
I remember every Sunday being a fucking train wreck at this point in the service. Same fucking songs over and over. Mom was the church pianist, so, perhaps you can relate to my particular station a bit. Heard the songs that were going to be played on Sunday being practiced over and over all week long, then got to hear the grand finale on Sunday…
OK, so, all that surrendering got me to thinking in a different direction, and I played a cheap trick on you with that last one. But yeah, I am quite familiar with the concept of “voice to skull” types of tricks to get God into your head. What’s that saying? “The old tricks are the best tricks”? Something like that. Anyways, lets cruise around and see if we can venture off into the “targeted individual” types of realms. And yeah, that’s exactly where we are headed. No other possible destination but there.
^cut out^
HAARP is going to have to come up, so lets go ahead and get that out of the way by addressing the fact that the Ionosphere has 5 layers, The Pentagon has 5 rings, and a pentagon was seen on Saturn at some point in the recent past.
Q: If someone here on Earth/Terra started receiving messages from Saturn, what would be the 3rd thing they did?
A: The first thing would be shit their pants, second would be clean up the mess and get a grip, so let's start with the third thing.
It is possible that a message originating from Saturn, in fact, did not originate there. When thinking about the mechanics of how we ourselves utilize existing infrastructure, like bouncing waves off the Ionosphere, it’s likely that some group from somewhere else might do the similar/same. This would have the effect of hiding the original source.
Maybe “they” don’t want us to know where the signal is coming from. Hell, maybe it’s not meant for us at all, and we’re just lucky enough to be able to listen in somewhat on some galactic communication that is using our planet as a relay station. So now, to skull technology or whatever. Imma run over to Google, type in “voice to skull”, and see what the first page of results tells us.
Yeah…that’s kinda what I expected. Microwave is going to be a fairly narrow band. That’s why your cheap shitty ‘Hungry Man Dinner’ cooks so unevenly in the microwave oven without the clever portions and packaging. This is also why you are going to fucking die if you stand in front of a radar sending dish of any power that is active.
But don't worry about it too much if you are a cellphone user
Your mobile phone does something quite similar. Just not as powerfully as a radar or microwave oven. I mean, you want your microwave oven, you want your cellphone, you want accurate radar for accurate weather reports, you want your aircraft to have weather radar and you want your air traffic controllers to have radar contact on all aircraft at all times. You want your local law enforcement to be able to catch speeders, and the Army wants to be able to send messages to soldiers without receiving equipment of any kind.
Sounds like a fair trade-off to me
^Tungevag_Parade_3DMB Extented Mix:)^
Speaking of sound, by yet another weird trick of fate, the following video just appeared on my YouTube feed. It’s not very long, but what really sticks out to me is the interference between electronic devices. This video was shot in 2001, so video technology was as such that filters were unlikely to have been built in to the recording device to deal with the types of power that it was encountering basically at the source of transmission. As such, you can actually hear a lot of the stuff that you are getting bombed with, all day, every day, and prolly have been for most of your life. And to point out, yes, electronic devices do interfere with each other. A state of war has existed from the start with these machines we build.
Digress
I personally have a shortwave radio. All I need do, is plug it in, turn it on, and I can cycle through literally thousands of channels that are blasting through this very room, all day, every day, but I cannot actively detect them without the right equipment. That said, this presents a good time to bring up the topic of sensitivity to electronic devices.
Yeah…more pseudoscience for you to chew on. Hey, this is one big shit sandwich we’re dealing with here. A Texas-sized shit sandwich, if you will, and we all have to take a bite.
^North Tower World Trade Center Rooftop July 15, 2001- RARE VIDEO^
Something to keep in mind about weapons. I would think it would be quite a normal first reaction to fear any weapon of any kind. It’s a fucking weapon for chrissakes…of course you should fear it. So don’t beat yourself up too bad for getting a really bad vibe off of some something you hear about that is specifically designed to hurt, harm, damage, destroy, kill, maim or cause pain. Some gizmo that makes you and everyone around you start puking because this weapon emits focused low-frequency waves is some scary shit. Speaking of low-frequency waves, I really like the thumping techno track.
not
^Rare Video : Run-in of new technology in the US Army (NANO TECHNOLOGIES)^
Yeah, weapons are dangerous. They are designed to be so.
Lethal is a state, not a scale
Guess it all depends on which end of a particular weapon you are on as to whether you have the luxury of pondering its “lethality”. What am I on about here? Welp, if you are going to battle those who are creating weapons that you disagree with, you yourself are prolly going to require some weapons in order to fight this war. You want to win, so, who do you turn to for the best weapons? I’m betting the enemy your are wanting to fight has some cool ones. Maybe they’ll sell you some. And don’t sweat the hypocrisy of it all. Not a new concept at all to obtain war materials from the very people you are about to fight.
^Sonic weapon used to attack U.S. diplomats in Cuba?^
Hey, did you hear about that plane that crashed in Florida recently? Charter flight…
737
…coming from Guantanamo Bay Cuba
…hot-shot defense attorney on board the flight.
What in the fuck business does an attorney have at Gitmo? The article I saw about the crash read as if this attorney was the only person on the plane, but the article says there were 143 people on the plane. Why was this person the only one USA Today spoke with? Also, who the fuck has the kind of bread it takes to charter a 737 for 143 people? Not like civilian aircraft are allowed to land on military bases under any circumstances except an emergency, but this thing took off from a military base. What is a civilian doing on government chartered aircraft?
Hrm
^Accident Case Study: Final Approach^
Ooops…I did it again. Have run long yet again. Didn’t finish the bits about skull-to-God’s voice, and didn’t get to a single video that I need to get to. Part 3, is inbound. I say again, part 3, is inbound. Confidence is high. I say again, I wish I was high.
Dear Reader, I received a new missive from the Okie Devil yesterday, see below, and as I was reading through it, a particular word caught my attention. ‘Unary’…
Before you answer, let me hit you with another query…anyone else wake up in the morning and your hands are completely numb?
Yeah, me too
Not just my hands either. Sometimes a leg, sometimes both legs, sometimes an arm, and sometimes my head – which is one of the weirder things to have go numb on ya – but this waking up with certain sections of the body being numb has been going on all my life, so I don’t really give it much thought these days. Was scary as shit when I was a kid sure, especially on those days that started with me waking from sleep only to discover that my arms or legs wouldn’t work at all, and I had to roll out of bed onto the floor with a thud in order to get my day started. But now I’ve accepted being numb as just being a part of me and what is normal for me personally.
With that in mind, what would you prefer to talk about on this fine day? Normalcy? Acclimation to oddity? Acceptance? Lou Gherig’s Disease? Fibromyalgia? Rheumatic skin conditions? Foreign Limb Syndrome? Cotard’s Syndrome? Syndrome Syndrome?
I know!!! Let’s start off talking about perception!!!
^Heart – “Barracuda” (1977)^
If you go north from Israel, and just keep going in a straight line all the way around the planet until you get back to Israel, any idea what landmasses, countries and other items of interest you will encounter on the way?
When I was a kid, Russia/USSR/CCCP was thought to be this evil land where the evil one would gather their evil forces and do evil things in the name of evil. Later, people got a little educated I guess, and Gog and Magog were thought perhaps to be a reference to Ukraine and Russia since there’s always been this mystery about the Gog/Magog and what it means. Supposedly, Ukraine IS Russia, but I guess that depends on who you ask. We only have a direction as far as I know, and that direction is north. But who is Russia’s opposite member and/or who has been Russia’s opposite member for quite a while now? Anything that points us in a particular direction?
for those inclined to look
Of course, you assume that all this shit is going down right now, and that for some reason, you are the lucky generation that gets to watch the whole thing go down the shitter. That is of course assuming that the whole thing is indeed destined to go down the shitter.
^Sebastien Pedro – On The Road (Original Mix)^
If the poles someday flip and/or the magnetic fields get so twisted and distorted that certain cardinal points that were previously opposites are now neighbors, what does that do to concepts like prophecy?
Seriously, if you need three compasses just to find magnetic north, what is that going to do for navigation? Most people don’t own a single compass, let alone three of them, and even if they have a compass, can they read them properly? What if the planet’s crust slips and slides and the continents are no longer where they were? Prophecy confuses me. Primarily the practical applications that result of a certain prophecy gaining/losing notoriety and/or popularity.
^Greta Van Fleet – Highway Tune^
People typically don’t like old stuff. Is that a fair assumption to make? Or does it matter primarily what we are talking about. Can’t have a conversation on antiques unless you are addressing old stuff, but when it comes to milk, we prolly want something new.
unless we're talking cheese, in which case “old milk” is totally fine
But what I am thinking about here with respect to “old/new” is topicality and/or being topical. Anything that I write about probably needs to be somewhat current in order for you to have any sort of interest in reading what it is that I am chasing. So to start off with on the topic of “perception”, let’s lay some groundwork by me passing along to you a video that was just passed along to me.
For this exercise, we’ll be heading over to The Pentagon, and see what was supposedly cooking with The US Department of Defense and their contractors back in 2005…a shade over 14 years ago. Supposedly, some someone developed some something called FUNVAX, and I submit for your consideration, the video below.
^FUNVAX BioWeapon ~ Behavior Modification to Accept Your Servitude …Source: Pentagon^
Any perceptions on that? Sounds pretty sinister to me. Scary even. But let me qualify my statement by saying that by 0:16 into the video, I was already skeptical as fuck. Nothing about this video seems genuine. Not to mention that what was described in the video sounds like the entire premise for the movie Serenity, which I’m pretty sure came out around the same time this video is said to have been made.
But let me go ahead and tell you what my immediate perception on this video was…internal governmental training film. A film made by the government for their own internal use. A training film. Show this film to employees, see what they think of it. It’d be a great way to demonstrate what “your government” does/does not participate in. Teach your employees how to tame their own passions on a path to establishing the validity of a certain something.
FUNVAX? FUNVAX where “FUN” = Fundamental?
Gimme a break
The name itself screams “govern your passions”. But here is what I did after I watched the video and established that 1) it’s “fake”, and 2) it was likely created as some kind of training film. The look of the film also has an air of “student film project”:
The fact that it jumps into the lecture in progress?
The fact that the on-screen encoding is either fucking HUGE and/or shoved into the screen center?
The fact that the room is damn near empty + all male + the room itself looks like a college lecture room + looks like a coupla security guards are attending?
The fact that the presenter is interrupted at the start of the video and also several times after in a video that is barely over 4 minutes long?
The fact that the speaker doesn’t seem to know what in the hell they are talking about?
I could go on listing things that I saw wrong with this video, but I’ll go ahead and suggest that we look up FUNVAX instead. The second Google search result caught my eye immediately….
Fuckin-A…even the Snopes article references the Serenity movie, and Snopes appears to have gotten their hands on this FUNVAX back in 2015. That’s a full 10 years after this FUNVAX was supposedly developed.
Let me tell you something else that caught my eye upon being given this video to watch. It was posted to YouTube on May 3rd of 2019 which was last Friday. I viewed it late Monday night, the video only had about 300 views at that time, today is Wednesday May 8th, and the video at 11:42 am has 3,124 views + 315 likes, 2 dislikes, and 138 comments. So what I’m doing at this point is a search on YouTube to see how popular “FUNVAX” is on YouTube itself, and fuck yeah…
it's everywhere
Multiple copies of this video here and there, loads of videos talking about it.
Here’s the thing with stuff like this…any “vaccine” like this is going to require an antidote of some kind. But not even an antidote, a blocker. Some something that makes it not work in the first place. An inoculation. A vaccination vaccine…if you will.
You can’t spray some aerosol something everywhere without risking you yourself getting a faceful of the goop you’re spraying. And since you yourself are one of the converted, and you are having your own religious experience by joining the side of good to fight evil, if you are exposed to this FUNVAX crap, you won’t fight anymore. Spraying this shit on opponents will no longer make sense to you, and you won’t do it. Didn’t think about that twist did you? Or maybe you did.
/me shrugs Digress
In this case, “the blocker” would be the natural state of the system and the brain, so countermeasures would (to me anyway) seem to be impossible. This parity type bit they are talking about in the video that exists in the genetic code? I’d imagine makes for a discriminator in this area of the brain which they are talking about requires in order to function properly. It sounds as though what is being described is basically taking a binary system and changing the I/O to a permanent unary state. Before being exposed to “FUNVAX”, you could or could not have “religious experiences”, this area of the brain discriminates as to whether you are/are not having a religious experience, and after exposure to this “vaccine” you cannot have religious experiences by removing the “am” variable.
Am/Am Not – Am = Am/Am Not
If “Am” is no longer an option, Am Not would become “Can Not”
So yeah, if you who have developed and deployed this weapon become exposed to it yourself, there will be no victory celebrations because any desire for elation will be nullified as no state of euphoria can exist. Remember we are talking abstracts here, so you’d likely need to be aware of secondary types of input to know whether you’d won or lost. But here’s another twist to consider with respect to why a blocker of some kind is improbable. If those who previously identified as being an “am/am not” type of experiencer are flipped to a permanent “am not” state, it is likely that there would be “a naturally occurring” reaction in those not exposed to the vaccine which would flip their own discriminators to set a permanent “am” bit.
Am/Am Not – Am = Am/Am Not = Cannot
=
Am/Am Not – Am Not =Am/Am Not = Cannot Not or Can't Not
Might want to spend some time trying to find the gene responsible for turning ‘off’ off. Unless of course you are thinking that you can simultaneously permanently eliminate “the religious experience” in one group, whilst permanently activating it in another. All you’d need to do is make sure you got a good concept (like victory) in the head before turning it on. If something bad got in there before permanently turning it on, or worse, nothing got in there? Man…a permanent bad religious experience, or a permanent religious experience with no meaning?
Holy shit. Sounds like hell
^Foetus – Into The Light^
Absurdity can help get your head wrapped around what are typically considered to be complexities.
Installing a light switch that is not connected to a light fixture.
Installing a light fixture in a room that is not connected to a switch.
Loads of logic built into systems. Like sticking massive fonted encoding on a video so that anyone watching the video will notice them. If the viewer notices the encoding, they are likely to actually read the encoding, and if they read the encoding, they are likely going to see the thought that went into the encoding that is displayed…
what it means
It gets the viewer to start asking questions, and the encoding will provide the answers, all while the viewer basically ignores what is actually transpiring onscreen in the presentation. Built-in countermeasures…
if you will
Diversions, distractions, anything and everything to get you to watch that short video over and over again, recommend it to your friends, stuff like that. I dunno, maybe I’m wrong on that. Just not real sure why the DoD would make a “pent” distinction with respect to the largest office building in the world when the lettering/numbering of the rings/rooms is just as easy. Plus it’s likely that each and every room would have at least two numberings, internal and external, and there’s likely to be other shenanigans too. Lastly I’d think that most encoding would be hidden for a number of reasons.
^The Police – Message In A Bottle Video^
I’m not going to call “these people” who participate in this nonsense “a pack of nutters”. My personal perception(s) of any seeker, and especially any seeker that is talking nonsense, is first that they are people. Plain ol’ everyday people, just like you, searching for answers, and having to wade through the mass of the entire Universe in order to find these tiny insignificant answers they seek. Most people likely just want to talk about these things they find. Afterall, shit like this may not be new to YOU, but it’s sure as shit new to them.
You may not have worked in the government, but I have. Much of what is done is really pretty shocking/jarring until you figure out why things are done that way. Like inverting the rings of The Pentagon for internal use, or perhaps even transposing them on a cyclical basis. Not saying this is what they do, just saying that a lot of the cat and mouse type of stuff has some pretty good reasoning behind it. And yeah, I get that these procedures could be used for nefarious activities, but the same can be said about any stream or channel. Just wondering what you are looking for…
maybe also wondering why
^FunVax & 5G^
From the point of being an educated educator, think of it like this. Your own child approaches you and asks you about something called FUNVAX. Do you:
Tell your child they are a fucking moron and there’s no such thing?
Tell your child that FUNVAX is another tool of the devil that the Illuminati use to spread their poisonous evil around the globe?
Tell your child that you have no clue what FUNVAX is, go do your own research, then return with a well-formed answer for your child without also explaining how you arrived at your conclusion(s)?
Are you too busy to do any of those things?
Q: Are you yourself ever tested?
A: No wait...you've grown beyond being tested, right?
You did your time in school, and now, it’s your turn to conquer and rule…right? Nothing more to learn, and no way to test what you’ve learned even if you did accidentally learn something new. Sorry conspiracy peeps, but if you aren’t banging on and evaluating a certain something from every direction you can find? You’re a fucking dunce. Fear not tho…I’m a dunce too…so you’re in good company.
Welcome to the club
^Alice Cooper – School’s Out (1972) HD 0815007^
Did you even know that a place like Snopes existed?
Welp, it does
I admit I’ve not been there in ages, but it’s nice to know it’s still there. Another tool in the toolbox for those seeking truth, and another metric for deciding who you trust to tell you what. And in this age of monetization of anything and everything, it’s difficult to know who to trust.
Wait…what’s that? You hadn’t considered that this FUNVAX nonsense was a commercial vehicle? That what it appears to be to me. Inside and out, FUNVAX is all about the blingy bling-bling. Cashy monies. And oh what a sweet, sweet solace those big piles of teh monies does for our safeties, securities and pieces of mindlessnesses.
Mmmmm...bliss
WAIT!!! FUCK ME RUNNING!!! We’re supposed to be investigating perception(s)!!! You’re letting me down. You’re letting us down. Let’s get back on the road.
^AC/DC – Highway to Hell (Official Video)^
ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!!
Yes, there are several videos that were passed along to me to review, and that was just the first one. But in an odd twist of fate, I stopped writing, it is now Friday, and something new has appeared on my radar…
Opinion: I've known Danny Baker for 40 years – he's no racist, but he is now a victim of our hypersensitive age https://t.co/KuO2Kxh40V
Um, I know nothing about the hubub surrounding this tweet. I know none of the particulars at this time. But something in that tweet caught my eye, and it was about what makes us. The declaration is, that “so-and-so is not a racist”, which got me to thinking about what makes us.
Good Stuff + Bad Stuff = Us
Now let us figure out the particulars of this…whatever in the fuck it is other than an attempt to draw attention to oneself. I posted the tweet to Roob via DM…
Roob posted a picture that this dude appears to have posted on Twitter…
and it’s an old picture of some stately dressed people leading a Chimpanzee out of a building, and the caption added by this Danny Baker dude was “Royal Baby Leaves Hospital”. Ah…all kids are little monkeys. But no…there’s a twist or two…
Roob tells me that this dude has gotten fired from his job at The BBC for this tweet. I’m still confused, other than perhaps royalty doesn’t like their elevated and cultured spawn being referred to as simian…
No, Roob tells me, the Princess, the mother of this new royal tot…is black. Ah. Someone thinks it was a jab at race, so the dude got shitcanned, and now the fuss being generated is trending in “the press”. THAT’S why there was the bit about “I’ve known this dude forever, and he ain’t racist”. I’m gonna have to stand on my original assessment…
Good Stuff + Bad Stuff = Us
No one is above reproach. Cept maybe that one dude in literature. And maybe some of the miscreants and oddballs that hangs out around him/her/them or whatever. BTW, what are the odds that a song called “TOT” would start playing in my playlist as I was writing the above?
^Knod AP – TOT (Oliver Immer Remix)^
I’m completely sidetracked now, so let’s keep talking about common law. At some point, this Internet thingie is going to start to intrude on our personal lives in ways we’ve not yet imagined.
“Community standards” is where it is likely to start
You may be able to bang your 14 year old cousin in one community, but not another. As such, if it’s not OK to talk to someone’s fiance in one community, chances are that rules and regulations will eventually be put into place that transcends these e-barriers that we now seem to enjoy. Yeah, I’m thinking sexting or cybering or whatever it is called. Been thinking about this concept for quite some time, and wondering what trouble someone in Suffolk County Massachusetts could get into for talking nasty with someone in Cass County North Dakota while on the phone or computer.
Suffolk Country may have community standards about certain sexual activities that Cass County does not have, and the Suffolk County District Attorney may have their eyes on prosecuting a case that gets them in the running for a Federal posting…
Lucky you
…you win the galactic lottery because your online gf (who is married) wants you to pee on her…
virtually of course
…and the Suffolk County DA has a friend who can get access to NSA records that hone in on exactly this kind of…
metadata
Now that you’ve got the basic idea in your head, lets go international.
^The Beatles – Blackbird – Piano^
Some time back, I saw a story about Great Britain asking the USA for permission to serve warrants within US territories. I can’t find the article, but I seem to recall this request centered around finance. Maybe it was The UK was asking permission to serve eviction notices? Can’t remember, but I picked up on it seemed to be a probing type maneuver to see what power banks had and with whom, which meant that there was a power that someone wanted, and they needed to see how to get it.
It struck me that if the banks could wrangle a way to do this and basically circumvent US law (which includes state, county and local laws as well as federal), that foreign governments would likely want to use this as an avenue for diplomacy. Meaning, a way to keep foreign influence(s), we’ll say, from impacting local standards.
Miguel is in Spain, and his wife has been cybering with some dude in New Mexico, USA. Miguel wants to get his hands around the neck of this dude that is virtual fucking his wife from America, but can’t unless he travels there, and now he’s just going to wind up in American prison for assault or murder or conspiracy to commit bodily harm or whatever. Too much trouble. Fortunately, Miguel is a mover and shaker within INTERPOL, and gets an idea that if adultery is illegal in Spain, it should be illegal via any and all channels that cross Spanish borders.
This American dude’s virtual dick is crossing the Spanish border, and his wife is willingly accepting it into her virtual orifice of choice, hence, adultery. And that adultery dog just don’t hunt in these parts. Not for women anyway.
Q: You really think it is a stretch that a foreign government is going to go to such lengths to enforce community standards that may not be applicable?
A: Duh? That's their fucking job. That's what they do. Legislate, enforce, judge.
It’s their job to do this shit, and they can’t justify their job if they aren’t dreaming up new ways to stay in business. Lucky for you, the wild fucking west of community standards enforcement, is on the virtual horizon(s).
^Nicolas Taboada – Stellar (Original Mix)^
Hey, you wanted to know what the one-world government really was and how it would be achieved?
Well, now you know
It’s not going to be the big stuff, because “the big stuff” is nothing more than an amalgamation of the small stuff viewed from a certain perspective. The West and their laws are mostly based on the same principles, and The East is jumping on-board and “Westernizing” as fast as they can.
If you wanna check the pulse of the political planet, don’t look at The Middle-East, look at The Philippines. From there, you can see all kinds of interesting stuff going on both internally and in the immediate surroundings of the area. That’ll allow you to see both South American goings on and African goings on with completely different eyes, and will put a completely different spin on Russian, Chinese, American, British and EU goings on. You really think it an accident that The USA puts forth the idea of a new Space Force in the same week the The UK declares an environmental emergency?
I don't
But I could be wrong. Prolly am wrong. So let’s bring it home…
Q: What are you interested in?
A: Yeah...what is on your own personal radar right now?
Ask yourself “what is important to me right now”. Cause chances are, that’s the exact same thing that “they” are interested in too. The thing is tho, “they” have a leg up on you because “they” have the power, and “they” also have the means/resources. You? Nah, you gave your power away…to “them”, and you gave “them” the means to use it. Kinda leaves you outta the loop in a lot of ways.
Funny old world innit?
^Teenage Mutants – Real (Original Mix)^
I’ve never done this before, but lets us do it now. Let’s break this up into a two-parter kind of thing, and I’ll continue on with the other videos that were given to me in the next “Missive”. I have no idea what I’ve written above, but I do know that I’m currently on page 6 in my OpenOffice Writer app, and that is going to be pretty long for Roob to tangle with. So, let’s stop, we’ll pick this up…somewhere else.
Too Parter. That's funny
Creeping up on 666 views. I admit I have no clue what the significance is/could be.
Saturday’s LoL effort concerned the results of the Local Elections, which were held last Forsday…
*/drags… Yes, the Greens did strike a blow, Clicky, but the antics of Extinction Rebellion Kidz have dominated the news cycles since Easter…/snorts smoke… Plus of course the Tories and Labour are utterly shit…*
… But I was distracted by an emailed notification of a new post…
*I know! …/flicks ash… My birthday is on Towel Day, Clicky…*
I immediately zipped across to the Red universe to post a correction. A couple of hours later, when I finally returned to finish my post, I’d completely lost my train of thought. I decided to ask Cade if he was up for some remote viewing instead…
*May the Wilbur Wilberforce be with you on a Fantastic Fourth of May. or sumfin’ like that… /puffs contentedly… And, you know, Ioan Gruffudd was made in Whales, Clicky…/shrugs…*
It’s extremely enjoyable remote viewing and shooting the breeze with Cade, Dear Reader. So much so that as Saturday afternoon slipped into Saturday evening and beyond, we continued with something much darker…
*Yeah, we watched Captain America in the Fantastic Four movies, Clicky, but neither of us knew Iron Man and the Hulk were in our next pick…*
… A movie about the hunt for a real life serial killer…
… I decided to write a new post based on the previous night’s remote viewing, and placing the tweet to the fore. I’d even selected the Song to finish it…
*You, orcas, whales and now a seal, Clicky… /smirks… This post is somewhat aquatic…*
*Set you off, didn’t it, Clicky? …/plumes smoke… Btw, fanks for fucking off and taking my post with you. Was it the reference to 42? …/stubs butt…*
*Whoa, God looks a bit like a jellyfish there… /scratches nose… Strange. Come on, shall we wrap this one up? Cade’s written a post… /pats snout…*
And that, Dear Reader, was how I spent May Day weekend – universe hopping and remote viewing; it’s been brilliant! 😀 I hope you enjoyed yours, too. Have a Song… ❤
‘A wire as marking the finish line of a racecourse is attested from 1883.’
Yesterday, MPs voted on PM Jackboots’ DisMay Deal for leaving the EU, Dear Reader. It did not go so well for the poor mare…
*/flicks lighter… Didn’t pass the ‘smell test’, Clicky… /lights up… She dressed it up to look like Brexit… /drags… fooled the ayes, butt knot the noes… /streams smoke… Proper rotten it was…*
… I posted not-eyes of the result in the Red universe of MEROVEE. Cue Selfie…
The Prime Minister had better luck this evening, however, when the LOTO’s tabled ‘Motion of No Confidence’, following last night’s historic defeat, was beaten. Again by the noes. A short one; only nineteen votes this time…
This speech turning tonight's vote around to be a vote of no confidence in the Leader of the Opposition, instead of the Prime Minister, is bloody brilliant. Michael Gove is a hero. pic.twitter.com/Or5rzPpveJ
*Seabiscuit! …/final drag… Couldn’t find the scene from the movie, Clicky? …/stubs butt…*
In Reel Life: After losing the 1937 Santa Anita Handicap by a nose, Pollard tells Howard and Smith that he lost because he didn’t see Rosemont, the winner, coming up on him. He confesses that he’s blind in his right eye.
In Real Life: Pollard never told Smith and Howard that he was half-blind. His excuse for losing that race was that he had been stuck on the rail, which was slow, and was unable to get to the outside. “Had he let on that he was blind in one eye, his career would have been over,” writes Hillenbrand. “Howard accepted Pollard’s explanation without criticism. Neither he nor Smith blamed him.”
It’s sad to say, but both the Government and Opposition have proven themselves to be utter shite at implementing the result of the Independence Referendum. But what to do, Dear Reader?
‘The agnostic does not simply say, “I do not know.” He goes another step, and he says, with great emphasis, that you do not know. [Robert G. Ingersoll, “Reply to Dr. Lyman Abbott,” 1890]’
*/Lights up… Fuckin’ ‘ell, Clicky, it’s twenty past four already…*
*I’d better get on with it… /drags… Shambles always take me sew much longer than I anticipate… /plumes smoke…*
Gnostic teacher, John Lamb Lash (JLL) has some new talks up, Dear Reader. Cade and I listened to a couple of them earlier this week…
… There are four talks, in which Lashy [and his gal pal, Ginny] refute Flat Earthers and their theories. Interesting stuff, well researched but unfortunately we only managed to get through the first two and a bit…
*No, Clicky… /flicks ash… Of course the world can be round and flat at the same time… /drags… Nah, it’s their increasing nasty rhetoric and unfunny jokes that’s pissing me off… /snorts smoke…*
‘Listened to some more John Lamb Lash talks with RooBeeDoo yesterday, and I try and be objective when I listen, but it irritates me when he starts talking about Jews as if they were some kind of nigger or spics or something. Wait…that didn’t come out right. I hate nigger Jews haters that live in España in a spic neighborhood that has been infiltrated by eskimomos.
‘What’s that? You’ve never heard of Eskimomos?
‘Welp, recently, it occurred to me that Eskimos appear to be devoid of a racial epithet, so I came up with “eskimomo”. An eskimomo would be that one eskimo that always shits way too close to the igloo, or always picks the best seal blubber for themselves, or puts a black light outside his yurt during the summer in an attempt to simulate darkness but all it does is attract mosquitoes and grizzly bears…shit like that.
‘But yeah, the jewey jew jew shit gets really fucking old, really fucking fast.’
*I know! If I wanted to listen to that kinda crap, I’d join the Labour Party and blindly follow their messiah, Clicky… /rolls eyes… Fuck that for a game of soldiers…*
… Although I am currently reading JLL’s book, ‘Not In His Image’, and it’s really, very good. Inspiring, much like the bulk of his talks about the Planetary Animal Mother, Sew-Fire…
*/drag… Lashy’s why I started the ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’ experiment in the first place, Clicky… /cough… He does say Sophie has a wonderful sense of humour… /thinks… ‘Not In His Image’ is starting to sounds ironic… /final drag…*
I probably will go back and finish listening to the remainder of the Flat Earth talks, Dear Reader. If only to find out if JLL has any Terry Pratchett in that extensive library of his…
*/stubs butt… There’s an awful lot of humanity on display from the eclectic cast of characters inhabiting Discworld, Clicky… /pats snout… And it’s funny as fuck…*
It was actually my friend Poppy Sweet Pea that inspired this particular post. She’s into cross-stitch, big-time; always has project on the go. Last night she posted a photo of her latest handiwork for Cade and I to see…
… And I was reminded of my favourite piece of Poppy Sweet Pea cross-stitch artwork. She made it for Legs…
‘Immortalised in Churchill’s often quoted assertion that never before “”was so much owed by so many to so few””, the top-down narrative of the Battle of Britain has been firmly established in British legend. Britain was saved from German invasion by the gallant band of Fighter Command Pilots in their Spitfires and Hurricanes, and the public owed them their freedom. Richard North’s radical re-evaluation of the Battle of Britain dismantles this mythical retelling of events. Taking a wider perspective than the much-discussed air war, North takes a fresh look at the conflict as a whole to show that the civilian experience, far from being separate and distinct, was integral to the Battle. This recovery of the people’s stolen history demonstrates that Hitler’s aim was not the military conquest of England, and that his unattained target was the hearts and minds of British people.’
*/final drag… Purple and yellow UKIP had a wolf, Clicky… /plumes smoke… Shame they dropped the smoker-friendly policy for the last election… /stubs butt…*
David, judging by this tweet and you replies to people below it, you have no concept whatsoever of how democracy actually works or even any idea of what Brexit means.
All of this and you being Vice Chair of the police federation is actually frightening.
— Count Dankula🏴 (@CountDankulaTV) July 10, 2018
*/drops jaw… Wot? That Remoaner nob’s the Scottish police fed vice chair? …/whistles…*
*Shit! Wot’s the time? …/clocks wrist… Fuck! Free Lions are already playing Crow Asia…*
I’ve got a day’s leave today, Dear Reader, and it’s absolutely pissing down outside, so here’s a shamble to start the week. This morning I read Amber had gone. Here’s a summary…
*Whoa! …/lights up… That’s some manspreadin’ he’s got going on there for the cameras… /drags deeply… Maybe it’s where he stashes his packet… /blows… There’ll be outrage…*
Still, us Wimminvolk are fortunate indeed that there’s a female politician, brobdingnagian in stature, just waiting in the wings and poised to take his remit firmly in hand…
*/guffaws… car-crash in slow motion… /drags… Not exactly quick on her feet, Clicky… /blows smoke ring… I wonder if she’s considered changing her stance? …/flicks ash…*
Whether or not Amber’s departure will lead to an irreparable loss of confidence in top politician bitch™, and another General Election…
*Fuck ’em! …/final drag… All of ’em… /streams smoke… Regardless of sex, politicians are a bunch of cunts…*
*Ugh, ghastly biscuits, Clicky… /sticks out tongue in disgust… The smell was bad enough, passing the the Peeky Freaky factory twice a day… /flicks lighter… Snot my taste. Not like the custard cream days… /lights up… I dawdled passed the factory on those days…*
This week, Dear Reader, I have been introducing Cade to Doctor Who. He’s a Who Noob…
*Knot anymore he ain’t, Clicky… /snickers…*
… And last night I also introduced him to the the Noble Donna…
*Martha was the night before, Clicky… /drags… And Rose and Captain Jack at the weekend… /streams smoke…*
*No River Song is tonight, Clicky… /puffs contentedly…*
“If you ever see a little blue box, flying up in the sky, you shout for me Gramps.”
Thoughtful Man and I had a blue box experience today, Dear Reader…
*/puffs angrily… Is there nuffin the bint won’t do to get out of Brexit, Clicky? /flicks ash… Don’t answer…*
Because I work on the 13th floor of the Tower, and because I have to take at least 20 minutes for lunch for my ‘health and safety’ – my time is flexible; I can bank the rest – I take one cigarette to work with me each day. Carried in a salvaged, old-style box. Today’s was a Mayfair box…
“You’ll never guess what happened at lunch today,” I told Thoughtful Man, shrugging off my coat, after he’d brought me home from work. He’s thoughtful like that. “I gave my cigarette to a tramp.”
Thoughtful Man squinted hard, the way he does when I mention I’ve given something away. Or interacted with tramps. I have form…
*That’s another story, Clicky… /final drag… Now don’t interrupt… /stubs butt… I’m tryin’ to fiction-all-lies an actual factual happening… /blows smoke rings…*
“Why?” he asked bluntly.
“Because she asked me for it,” I said innocently, slipping out of my work shoes and rolling down my tights. The first thing I do when I get home is strip off my work clothes. The change from formal to informal is one of the little pleasures I take from my day.
Thoughtful Man’s squint soften slightly. “She?”
“Yes. I saw her in the lobby of Tower as I was going out to smoke. Didn’t think anything of it ‘cos we get all sorts coming in everyday,” I said, pulled my dress up over my head. “Anyway, I went and sat in my usual place on the window ledge, round the side of the building. It’s less windy.”
Thoughtful Man was silent but I just knew what he was thinking…
*I’ll get there, if you stop interrupting me! …/huffs…*
I pulled on some jogging bottoms and Thoughtful Man’s old, raggedy sweatshirt. “And I’d nearly finished smoking my cigarette, when the lady tramp ambles round the corner. She was holding up a bottle of perfume.”
“Perfume?” Thoughtful Man interrupted me. “Like she was going to mace you?”
“Yeah. Do you know her?”
Thoughtful Man sighed; he encounters all sorts every day too driving his taxi round the mean streets of our town. “She’s completely fucking mad. I saw her today as well, when I was standing on the rank.”
I plonked myself in my Library chair and lit up a cigarette. “She didn’t spray me or anything. She asked me for a cigarette. I only had the one and I’d nearly finished smoking it. I said ‘Sorry’ and showed her the empty Mayfair box.”
“What did she say?”
I grabbed our small dog, who’d been buzzing round my feet, trying to lick my ankles. “She asked me for the one I was smoking. So I gave it to her.” I ruffed Poppy’s floppy ears and she gave me a smelly, wet, licky kiss in return. “And then she asked me for the empty packet.”
Thoughtful Man stiffened. “Did you give it to her?”
“Well yeah. I’ve got other empty boxes saved.” Oh how I hate the god-awful plain packaging government has foisted on us.
Poppy jumped off my lap and trotted over to Thoughtful Man, who picked her up for a tummy tickle. “I must have seen her after you did because, when she walked past me, she threw an empty Mayfair box at my feet.”
“Really?” I asked with a squint. I didn’t know whether to be amazed at her aim or annoyed that she’d dumped my little, blue box. “Did you pick it up?”
“No.” Thoughtful Man looked aghast. “She’d screwed it up.”
“Damn!”
*Shit! …/clocks time… I’ve got a double-bill planned for Cade tonight. We’d better finish up, Clicky… /pats snout… Still, no work tomorrow, eh? Come on flexible time!*
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY 2019 BITCHES!!!
Anyone remember the USS Iowa explosion?
What are you doing here? 
ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!! 
Library of Libraries 