I meant to post about this earlier, Dear Reader, but have been rather remiss due to other matters requiring my attention…
For 'Underdog Anthology VII: Christmas Lights… And Darks', the authors supplied a photograph of themselves for inclusion. I submitted my first ever selfie…https://t.co/sCYgEM7nR9pic.twitter.com/rMTSl7rdOP
On the evening of the 20th November 2018, the Red universe of MEROVEE disappeared…
*Poor Frank! Tremayne-dos fella… /sparks light… Oh no, Poor Us! Everything we’ve posted there over the past six years, cruelly snatched away… /lights up… I gotta say, that’s a fucking weird image for WordPress to backdrop their message with, Clicky… /drags… Cheering crowds? …/streams smoke… Arms raised…*
Weirdly enough, four days later on Saturday 24th November 2018, Dear Reader, an army of ‘Yellow Vests’ took to the streets of Paris, Franc-e, demonstrating against a rise in Green taxes…
*If you take the yellow out of green, you’re left with blue… /flicks ash… An’ if you take the red out of purple, you’re left with blue…*
*Didn’t Brazil recently elect their own ‘Orange Man’, Clicky? …/stubs butt… Witch means if you take the red/excretion/piss out of ‘Trump’, you get yellow…*
Fortunately, Dear Reader, there is a new MEROVEE sight, although its address has changed to Meroveus…. More Of Us… Sounds scary 😉
Dear Reader, if you’ve been following my ramblings here at the LoL, you’ll know I’ve been investigating the ‘Fallen Goddess’ scenario, and more specifically the Gnostic Aeon Sophia’s Correction narrative espoused by John Lamb Lash…
… Witch is why the new female incarnation of Doctor Who is so fascinating to me, despite the show’s makers’ obvious predilection for shoehorning married lesbians into every story line…
*Her? …./flicks ash… Ugh! Hideous! Gno wonder the Yanks elected a complete Tool…*
… But I watched last weekend’s episode with some trepidation, Dear Reader, because… Well, my name is RooB and I am a Recovering Arachnophobe…
*-ary… /blooms smoke… Ooh that’s what I doo when I get home from work…*
… I remote viewed Sunday’s spider episode on Monday with Cade, and discussed it later with – who else? – Legs…
*/drags… That’s an interesting point he makes about Frankie’s phone, Clicky… /blows smoke rings… It contained all the dirt on what the Trump surrogate wanted hidden…*
*The Remnants from ‘The Ghost Monument’? …/stubs butt… Now you come to mention it, Clicky, they are a bit Archon-like in appearance…*
As for all the Political Correctness paving the show, Dear Reader, I can’t help but feel that the makers of ‘Doctor Who’ haven’t quite grasped where their liberalness with good intentions might possible lead…
“to commit (a corpse) to earth,” late 14c., from earth (n.). Related: Earthed; earthing.
Apols! I was hoping to write a post and include a link to the Underdog Anthology 6 (UAVI) this time, Dear Reader…
*Pass us me fags, Clicky. Ta… /lights up… This could be a shambles an’ half…*
… But unfortunately the publisher Leggy’s still waiting for some final corrections from Anthology author Justin Sunshine…
*/drags… Bin nuffin butt sunshine recently in Frank’s posts in the Red universe, Clicky… /plumes smoke…*
… You’ll have to wait for that, Dear Reader, but with any luck UAVI should be published this weekend. Sew… instead l thought I’d write about that god-like scientist, the newly regenerated Doctor, who was last seen at Christmas…
… Falling out of the sky…
*/drags… You gno, this ‘ol premise reminds me of sumfin, Clicky… /streams smoke…*
… And who landed back on our screens last Sunday.
*I say, interesting choice of first alien baddie for her toof ace, Clicky… /plays with lighter…*
I gotta thank the Rev for his delightfully insightful Who companion posts for sparking off some insights of my own…
‘Ryan’s view count is nineteen, which is a CLEAR AND UNAMBIGUOUS reference to Paul Hardcastle’s iconic song about the Vietnam War, indicating a likely story arc for Series 12. And his subscriber count is sitting pretty at thirty-seven, which is not a random number and certainly NOT A COINCIDENCE. Thirty-seven, you will recall, is the age of Dennis the political peasant in Monty Python and the Holy Grail – a film that introduced us to the delightful Tim the Enchanter. You see? There was a whopping great clue about the identity of this episode’s villain smack bang in the middle of the opening scene, and not ONE of you noticed. Not one. I’m not angry, folks, I’m just disappointed.’
*/flicks ash… an’ furty seven’s also the atomic number of Roob Idiom… /puffs…*
*Kaiser? …/taps teeth… Yeah, I’ve heard that name a lot in the news recently… /drags…*
*Onna Crane! …/blows smoke ring… Well done, Clicky! She remembers she gnos who she is on a crane… /pats snout…*
All in all, I enjoyed this first episode with the new Doctor, Dear Reader, and I am looking forward to meeting up with the TARDIS again…
* ‘Opefully tomorrah, Clicky… /final drag… and UAVI to be published to more ah as well…*
*I saw that last night, posted in the Blue Frank’s universe…/snorts smoke… Another smoker falls to their death ‘cos of nasty Not-see policy… /bows head…*
*Interesting choice of Song, Clicky… /pat snout… ‘Cos of what Frank wrote me last night in the Red universe? …/rolls up…*
*/puts rollie to lips… Welcome to the Jung Gal? …/flicks lighter… Don’t. You’ll make me laugh… /lights up… and that’ll make me cough… /drags… and I don’t need the wee seepage right now, thank you very much… *
*Clicky! That’s Jeremy Irons singing… /taps ash… He’s in one the the double bill of movies Cade and I watched last night… /puffs… and what this post is supposed to be about… /rolls eyes… If I ever fuckin’ get round to start writing it…*
Dear Reader, I am on holiday now for the next two weeks. Underdog Anthology VI: The Gallows Stone – is due out for Halloween and I haven’t written anything for it yet…
… Last night, instead of writing, I accepted Cade’s invitation to watch some movies. Well, I am on holiday 😉 We each picked a film that we’d really enjoyed watching, but that the other hadn’t seen. First up was Cade’s pick of ‘Moneyball’, ostensibly about baseball…
‘In the film, Beane (Brad Pitt) and assistant GM Peter Brand (Jonah Hill), faced with the franchise’s limited budget for players, build a team of undervalued talent by taking a sophisticated sabermetric approach towards scouting and analyzing players.’
‘The principal story takes place over a 24-hour period at a large Wall Street investment bank during the initial stages of the financial crisis of 2007–08.In focus are the actions taken by a group of employees during the subsequent financial collapse.’
Both movies were released in 2011, and both movies were about the same things: interpretation of numbers, risk management and being first with a paradigm-shifting break through…
… Or breakout…
…And the logistics required to build something up, or to tear it down…
*Sullivan… /final drag… I spent 16 years as a PA to a Construction Logistician called Sullivan… /stubs butt… He definitely had some paradigm-shifting ideas… /streams smoke…*
I can highly recommend both movies, Dear Reader, especially if you have time to view them in one sitting. Tomorrow I shall start writing a story for the UAVI, but for tonight, Cade has recommended a horror film for us to watch. To help get me in the mood, so to speak…
*No, I can’t believe I’ve never seen it before either, Clicky… /pats snout… Now be a love and get something suitable to end with…*
I’ll be certain to let you know how the stories are coming along, but until then, Dear Reader… Have a Song 😀
‘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…*
*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… Alex Robinson ‘as a post up abaht whyt? …/flicks lighter… Well, the play’s the fing, innit? … /lights up… Wot Song did ‘we’ chews to tweet ‘er link aht wiv? …/drags… From the Yt Stripes’ White Blood Cells album? Clever fucka…*
*Oi! I didn’t mean literally! …/coughs… Watch wot ya dooing wiv ya snout…*
*/flicks ash… Good movie, Clicky… /drags… ‘ope they do anovva…*
Well now, Dear Reader, I think that’s about wraps up this Sunday post…
2 British white males at the head of this rescue mission. Their privilege is staggering. Ability counts for shit when there's zero diversity. I demand they be replaced with 2 differently-abled transgender people of mixed race to offer those children a more empowering experience. https://t.co/1zBd1v2PBf
*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… Pubs stink of sweat an’ piss now? No shit, Sherlock… /flicks lighter… Haha! Similar fing occurred ‘ere this week. Turns out the mess was down to Fing 1… /lights up… Luckily Loops fessed; I was about to blame Fing 2… /drags… Well, ya would wooden ya…*
*Neo or Leo, red or blue? A bit limiting, Clicky… /deep drag… Course, I’d take both… /blows smoke ring… Butt that’s me… /taps teeth… Still, can be messy… /puffs… Very messy…*
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If you want to be a good typist… … …wait… … …scratch that, and let’s start over.
If you want to be a really fucking good at typing on a computer keyboard, you are going to have to be a great computer keyboard navigator. You’re gonna have to get over certain preconceptions…
like looking at the keyboard as you type...
being fast…being accurate. I mean, when we type…
we wanna be understood...right?
We’ve got something we want to say/express, and we wanna say/express that. Don’t matta howz we sez it, we jus wanna sex it. I mean, sez it. So yeah…don’t matta howz we sez it, we just wanna sez it…yeah?
I’m gonna suggest that the “home” and “end” and “arrow” keys are prolly the most important keys to get familiar with learning to use when typing on the computer keyboard. The home and end keys can get you somewhere precise very quickly, and the arrow keys can take over from there. This keeps that hand of yours off the motherfucking mouse, which will in turn speed up your typing dramatically.
Once you get good at reaching over and tapping the home/end keys without looking, you’ll realize that you can just as easily slide you hand just a bit and get to using those arrow keys. Once you can do both of those, you’ll start to wonder what in the FUCK you’ve been thinking all these years by using the mouse instead of the home/end/arrow keys to get your cursor where it needs to be.
Pro Tip: You ARE going to make mistakes. Bunches of them. It’s just part of it.
Let’s go back to that “Kenosis” Wikipedia page tho. There’s something that kinda caught my eye on that page. Either something that has been added, or something that has been removed. So I’m gonna check the revisions page…
and yep...
that page has been edited 48 time since January of 2013. January 2013 is around about the same time that this “Kenosis” word somehow mysteriously crept into my head, I’ve visited that particular page quite a few times in the last 5+ years, and yeah…it appears there’s some modern modalities, arguments and perhaps even controversies that continue to intrude on this ancient concept. Must be some interpretive types of discussion going on behind the screens…I mean…scenes.
‘October 25, 2017 – Correct inappropriate link to emptiness as boredom, social alienation. Kenosis is the process of emptying one’s self.’
Wait…WHAT?!?!? Neither “boredom” nor “social alienation” are to be associated with “emptying one’s self” and/or “being empty”?!?!?!?
Ya know, one of the first ever illustrations of Lucifer that I ever saw was in a Bible that was given to me as a kid, and it showed this angel leaning up against a building in Heaven with his head bowed and picking at his fingernails. It was obvious that the artist who drew this pic was trying to convey that Lucifer was bored asfuck.
Lost.
Dejected.
Rejected.
Conflicted.
I mean, have these people editing Wikipedia actually taken the time to consider what “the will of God” may be with respect to time as it applies to you as an individual? What happens if you empty yourself out, but you do such a great fucking job that you are WAY ahead of schedule? Or something has changed? What if you are a hoarder by nature and this “emptying” process takes a lot longer than expected?
Yeah…I think someone at Wikipedia might need to give some thoughts to the “verb” parts of “verbiage” in this context. I mean, you can even be busy as shit, and bored as fuck. Maybe so fucking bored that you nitpick the living shit out of anything and everything, up to, and including, the smallest of additions that may in fact have major impacts on how one thinks based on what is available to them, and when.
^FRONT 242 – Quite Unusual^
So let’s get away from these more abstract notions about emptying, and get onto some solid shit that is more directly related to MRSREGN. Let’s connect some dots.
Whenever you take something into your piehole, masticate it into sweet, sweet oblivion, and then swallow it, that and those process(es) are likely to start spinning up a lot of digestive processes within your being. I say “being” and not “body” because there is much more to eating than just and only “nutrition” as science seems to look at it. I mean, you wouldn’t be eating it unless it tasted good…
right?
It prolly smelled good, looked good, may have even felt good…from preparing it, to dishing it out, to portioning it, to shoving it into your fat face…yeah…prolly felt good. So lots of processes going on there that you might not be thinking about, because it ain’t just/only about calories and carb content(s), and sugar amounts, and whether or not your gut is gonna hang over your new Speedo when you take them out for a spin at the beach next month.
So as you inhale that guilt burger and fries, your asshole prolly already starts getting messages that a delivery is en route and should be there within the next 12-48 hours. Unless the burger has botulism...in which case…a partial delivery can be expected in 2-4 hours depending on how much goes back out the way it came in.
Digress.
Growth is growth. Doesn’t matter whether it’s packing on muscle, or ditching fat, or even both…you are either adding to the negative column(s) or subtracting from the additive column(s).
So yeah...growth.
^David Holmes – Gone (PFM remix)^
So…when we mix red with green, and red with purple, and green with purple, the above is what results. There are 21 distinctive iterations in each individual color change. So yeah, from base color to base color on each end, there are 19 colors between the two bases.
Actually, there are a lot more than that, but the tool that I used only gave me 19 changes between the two base colors.
But lets get it back to more like the more triangular connective image that I made above.
We gots us red in one area, green in another, and purple in yet another…all packed into a single space, and yet still packed in to single spaces. Makes for some odd concepts to think about…eh?
Welp, not really. I mean, you’d prolly not be very hard pressed to find an image of a person being scanned with an infrared scanned that shows body heat and/or temperature differentials, and those are not going to be much different than viewing x-ray images or catscans, or an MRI scan of some kind…
it's all about focus, focusing and what you are focused on.
Do you wanna know where you are going? Do you wanna know where you should go? Do you wanna know how you are gonna get there? I can prolly help with some of that. I may even be able to help with all of that. Shits gonna get funky tho. Just sayin’. Maybe not tho.
/me shrugs
^public enemy – hazy shade of criminal – Greatest Misses^
If you need to take a shit, you should prolly focus on the successful completion of that process. Dump it, wipe it, flush it. Of course, you MIGHT wanna make sure you can facilitate the successful completion of that middle part, once you’ve actually located an adequate location to dump your yesterday’s burger and fries.
Always a good idea to check.
But yeah, if ya gotta go, ya gotta go. Don’t pucker and clinch and hold it. I mean, your body has already done all the work for you…ain’t you got a few minutes to help a brother or sister out? OH!!! And don’t forget to wash. You’re filthy. We don’t want your filth.
Q: I wonder where that botulism you’re injecting in your face or whatever came from?
A: !!!
Prolly originated in a pig’s ass. Or unicorn tears. Maybe both. Meh…it’s your body…do whatever in the fuck you want with it. I’d prolly still kiss you.
^Zero – Smashing Pumpkins^
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*Me too! …/stubs butt… Say, go fetch Cade’s Song for us petal… /pats snout… There’s a good dolphin…*
Well then, Dear Reader, that’s Excretion in the bag. Two more aspects of MRSREGN to go under these micros’ scope. Until tomorrow… Have a Song 😀
I AM the SynchroMiss planted on Earth, here to share my downloads, intel, and code-cracking, integrating the art of synchronicity as we transition to a higher state of consciousness and awareness.
Excretion. Ex-skreet. X-Crete.
