Category: Red Smoking universe (excretion)

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Y Adam Y

*Putting the four to the fore, Clicky? …/pats snout… Purrfect video choice to start this shambles off…*

golf fore birds

*/rolls eyes… Yeah, Clicky, you killed it…*

It’s funny, Dear Reader, but twice this weekend I’ve started writing a post here, but been diverted by MEROVEE Frank in the Red universe…

Moss four five fire

*/lights up…*

Saturday’s LoL effort concerned the results of the Local Elections, which were held last Forsday…

hulk thor smash

*/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…

Merovee May For Fourth Be With You post notification 1Merovee May For Fourth Be With You post notification 2

*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…

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*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…

hulk iron man captain america thor

*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…

*/smokes…*

*If they don’t know who the killer was, how can they know his star sign, Clicky? …/squints… Oh no, that’s right, Gemini’s my zodiac sign…*

Sew… When on Sunday lunchtime, I saw this tweet…

… 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…*

a life aquatic still smoking

…Only for  MEROVEE Frank to strike again!

merovee Frank killer punch

*/final drag…*

MOL Oz DJ 42 Adam Sky dies*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… ❤

American Goods

Previously at the LoL

Recently I’ve been remote viewing ‘American Gods’ with my good friend Cade FON Apollyon, Dear Reader, and I can thoroughly recommended the series…

*I think A Void in Red Frank’s universe would enjoy it, Clicky… /lights up…*

*So would the rest of the Mero VEEPs… /drags…*

‘Christmas 2007 was the most successful trading period in Boots’ history. No surprise then that Ernie K Doe’s track became their long running musical theme. Director: Traktor (Pontus and Ola). Creative team: Susan Hosking / Peter Robertson. Creative director: Damon Collins. Agency: Mother. Year: 2007′

*2007 was a turning point, Clicky… /streams smoke…*

*Feisty and candid, I like that, Clicky… /puffs… Get a Song…*

All Wight Now

*What are you up to, Clicky? …/lights up… “spirit of the earth, gnome”?*

*Oh okay…/drags… Is this to do with me remote viewing ‘The Trap’ with Cade last night? …/swallows… Slugbop007 reminded me of it yesterday …/streams smoke… *

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*/deep drag… Oh so you’re trolling? …/rolls eyes… I know A Void can be a bit of a cunt toward us, Clicky, butt she ain’t gonna like this…*

Further Adventures in Remote Viewing: Finding Fun Guy

I read a rather alarming report last night, Dear Reader, about a deadly fungus epidemic ‘sweeping the globe’…

*Yikes! …/lights up… I read a story once about a deadly fungus epidemic, Clicky… /drags… It scared the bejesus out me… /streams smoke…*

… Alarmed, yes, but not shocked, however, as I’d been picking up a reference to ‘fun guy’ during the remote viewing Cade and I indulged in over the last few days. It started on Thursday with a hankering to re-watch a movie I’d previously hated…

Cade and Roob remote view 1Cade and Roob remote view 2

*It’s true – I had been thinking about that movie all day, Clicky… /puffs…*

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… On Friday evening, we remote viewed two movies – ‘Galaxy Quest’,  a comedy, chosen by me…

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*I’d forgotten that one of the characters was called ‘Guy’, Clicky…/flicks ash…*

*IngerSOL? Hmm… /thinks…*

…And a movie chosen by Cade, with an unexpected ‘137’ connection…

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gerty moon

*/drags… Indeed, Spacey plays a ‘smiley face’, Clicky… /plumes smoke…*

And so, on to last night. Cade and I decided to remote view, or watch the ‘Watchmen’ movie, together…

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*/final drag… That is such a good flick, Click…*

*/snorts smoke… Who watches the watchmen, Clicky? As for epidemics of deadly fungus… /stubs butt… Seems the W.H.O. are washing their hands…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader…

Missive From ‘Merica: Split Peace Oops (Part 1)

It’s been an very busy week or so, Dear Reader. Apart from requisite time spent in the Tower, I’ve been writing and editing short stories for ‘Underdog Anthology 8 – Transgenre Dreams’…

bogof

*/lights up… My story is two love stories… /drags… For the price of one… /stream smoke… Of course I called it ‘BOGOF’, Clicky…*

… And Cade sent through a missive, which I have been very remiss in not posting. So, here’s the first part. I’ve decided to split it…

Enjoy! ❤

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Ya gotta look and play the part.

Doesn't matter what the intent is/intentions are...

Ya gotta look and play the part.

Can you spot the difference between an authentic designer item and...

a knockoff/counterfeit?

The Real Deal. The Genuine Article. The Real McCoy

False Etymology

Can't be havin' us no false metamologies in the age of meta.

Just acquire the requisite uniform and…

Bob's your UNCLE, Fanny's your AUNT, and you're in like FLYNN.

Or in like Flint, depending on which “false etymology” you choose to chase/adopt.

The meaning and origin of the expression: In like Flynn

How do you know who to believe when a discrepancy is discovered and/or a dispute arises? Your first instinct will likely be to look for some authentic looking uniform/clothing, insignia, credentials, etc.

Different people sometimes carry different things in order to identify themselves…say for example,  polycarbonate riot shield and a baton.

Others may show “they mean business” by comporting themselves in other ways.

You just gotta stay on top of the game in order to stay in it. Me? I’m not very hep or hip or whatever. I had no idea his name was Keith Flint. The only member of The Prodigy who’s name I knew, was Leeroy, and as far as I know, he’s been out of the Prodigy for some time.

/me shrugs
^The Prodigy – Take Me To The Hospital (Official Video)^

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I can only imagine what a nightmare that crap above was to format.

(sorry Roob)

Oh btw, if you’re looking for the “master tapes”…

they’re in the library…

with Colonel Mustard.

Something about a key,

but I have no idea what any of that means.

Sounds like some kind of argument to validate authenticity.
^Poison (Remastered)^

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*/smokes…*

Short Butt Sweet…

Tanger Peel

*You got the tangerine peel out of the slop bucket to photograph it, Clicky? …/looks aghast…*

your worth it

*/pats snout… You are worth it, Clicky… /lights up…*

*/smokes contentedly…*

 

Time Lard of the Smoke Rings…

This shamble, Dear Reader, starts on Friday evening with the decision taken, with my good friend Cade, to remote view ‘Lord of the Rings’ together…

*Yes… /lights up… the extended versions, Clicky… /drags… two down, one to go…*

… and a separate Twitter convo – also with Cade – that was started by Legs…

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 1

*/streams smoke… You couldn’t resist, could you, Clicky? …/wipes lips… You know Hugo has a preference for lollipops over jelly babies…*

… ‘Twas Cade that mentioned ‘lard’…

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 1

*/puffs contentedly…*

‘In an unusual warning, doctors have reported the case of a man who injected cocaine into his urethra to heighten sexual pleasure and then, through ”extravagant complications,” suffered gangrene that led to the loss of both legs, nine fingers and his penis.‘

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*I know! …/plays with lighter… Hugo brought the Max Headroom Doctor Who incident to my attention ages ago…*

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 3

*/flicks ash… One of Cade’s earlier blog efforts, Clicky… /drags… *

… Then on Saturday morning, Dear Reader, I read a hilarious post about a ‘slush pile’…

Cade and Roob Saturday Convo 1

*/blows smoke ring… I wonder if he read it yet? …/blows smoke ring… Weird, the meaning behind ‘slush fund’, Clicky… /blows smoke ring… It’s all very porky… /licks lips…*

… And that might of been that for rendered fat and ships syncs, you might think, Dear Reader, except for my Twitter feed this afternoon…

*And the other one, Clicky…*

*/laughs like a drain and stubs butt…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader 😉

Jamble Shamble

*Oh good choice, Clicky… /lights up… I love that Song…*

Shiny is back in his Lab, Dear Reader, with an epic new post…

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*I get it. And ‘maica’ would be? …/drags… Make up and makeover, Clicky? …/blows smoke ring… Interesting… /flicks ash…*

*I gno! I only mentioned Clacks to Cade a week ago… /smokes… An’ then Shiny sends ’em to me by comet…/grins…*

… And he got me thinking about Adora Belle Dearheart, the feistiest smoker on Discworld…

*/splutters… No smoking around books? …/smirks… Knot at the LoL…*

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*/pats snout… Get a Song, Clicky… /stubs butt… I think I’ve found some remote viewing for Cade and I tonight…*

Apols!, Dear Reader, must dash… Have a Song…

*/Lols…*

Shh! Words To A Void

*/flicks lighter…*

*/lights up…*

*/drags…*

*/streams smoke…*

*/coughs…*

*/spits…*

*/smokes…*

*/taps ash…*

*/stubs butt…*

 

Adventures in Proof Reading…

I’m spending the day proofreading, Dear Reader. A final read through of Leggy’s novel, ‘Norman’s House’, intended for release next month…

garyk30 calcs on a fagbox

*Aw fanks Clicky… /slides out cigarette… You put Garyk30’s comment on the box? …/flicks lighter… Fink it’s meant to go on the back, luv… /drags… Still it looks miles better than before… /plumes smoke…*

… And I experienced a sync earlier when I stopped to make myself a sammich because I was feeling a bit peckish. Ham, pickled onions and mayo if you must know…

*Royalty? …/squints… Castles…*

roob relates a castle sync on merovee

*/drags… Play the Song, Clicky… /blows smoke rings…*

‘He forgot all about Mandy and Norman as he stared at the expanse of grass. The sun had set behind the surrounding buildings, but there was still enough light to see the garden. All of the grass had been cut, and raked into neat piles. A faint promise of new green showed through the yellow stalks. The patches of shrubbery were still wild, although even they seemed more controlled than they had on his last visit.’

Norman’s House by H.K. Hillman – to be published February 2019

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*/flicks ash… I’d been looking up furty one after seeing GaryK30’s calculation, Clicky… /deep drag… Come to fink of it… /holds smoke… Phenex was in ‘Jessica’s Trap’… /streams smoke… A fantastic read…*

… Royal castles, whispering grass and a rough calculation came together to sync with a gardener in a novel that I’m currently proof reading…

‘The Thirty-first Spirit is Foras. He is a Mighty President, and appeareth in the Form of a Strong Man in Human Shape. He can give the understanding to Men how they may know the Virtues of all Herbs and Precious Stones. He teacheth the Arts of Logic and Ethics in all their parts. If desired he maketh men invisible, and to live long, and to be eloquent. He can discover Treasures and recover things Lost. He ruleth over 29 Legions of Spirits, and his Seal is this, which wear thou, etc.’

— S. L. MacGregor Mathers (1904)

normans house front cover

*/stubs butt… Coming soon, Clicky. Ooh… /rubs gut… Get a Song, I’m gonna… /farts loudly… That’ll be the pickled onions working…*

Enjoy your weekend, Dear Reader… And have a Song 😉