Yesterday, Dear Reader, full of snotty summer cold and limply languishing on my Library sofa, I decided to invest my sick-note time in listening to the above lecture by Dr Jordan Peterson. It was based around the animated classic ‘Pinocchio’. And it was all Cade’s fault…
*/coughs… True, Kicky… /clears throat… Der Doc referenced Pinocchio in der stuff we lissend to earlier in da week. Snot all Cade’s fault, granted, but ‘e did start it yesderday with dose overnight DMs ‘e sent me…*
*/thinks… Dat was one of der uvver little talk we lissend to, Kicky… /rolls eyes… Syncs…*
… Well, nearly all Cade’s fault, Dear Reader. MEROVEE Frank in the Red universe contributed as well…
*/sips cherry-Coke… Child lost in the Jung… /cough… jungal, and the body of a missing asdrofidisis found on a Greek Island, which was named for a famous fool… /gnaws lips…*
*/smiles… Dat was mum’s favwrit Beadles toon, Kicky…*
After replying to Frank, I decided to search for anything else the good Doctor might have said about the story of ‘Pinocchio’…
… And he has…
*Ah… ah… ah…*
*Gesundheit! Yeah, a bid of a monster, Kicky…*
So, Dear Reader, if you fancy listening to the breakdown of a Gnostic story, with a Christianity overlay, and you have seven hours to spare, then I highly recommend you partake in the stack of videos that appear at the top of this post. Have a Song…
*/rolls eyes… I agree, Clicky, the first two seasons of Stranga Fings did concern ‘Free Will’,… /lights up… butt that’s Free Willy…*
Dear Reader, after posting Cade’s latest Missive at the LoL on Friday evening, we settled down, in our respective locations – Southend and Texas – to remote view season 3 of the Netflix hit show ‘Stranger Things’. In terms of remote viewing bingeing, it was…
*/drags… Knot sure Cade liked it as much me, Clicky… /streams smoke… I fuckin’ loved it!*
… I’d already started to wonder how exactly I was going to shamble about it. Fortunately, Red universe Frank gave me the perfect opening on MEROVEE…
… And again when Clicky posted news there that the Big Apol! was experiencing a massive blackout, exactly 42 years to the day after the last ‘Great Blackout’…
Manhattan Goes Dark: Major Power Outage Hits NYC On Anniversary Of 1977 Great Blackout | Zero Hedge https://t.co/b3lhrz7Xdb
… Strangely enough, season 3 of the series started with a blackout…
‘Winona Ryder plays a chain smoking mother, fighting for her children. She is also, or rather the spelling of her name, is a Mandela Effect.’
*Do ya fink that jigsaw image is kinda Shoe On, Clicky? …/flicks ash…*
‘What JLL says in that talk about ‘bio-tropic clues’ should interest anyone who has spent time here on the good ship Merovee, or paying attention to synchronicity in general…
‘“All the clues in the world don’t count if you don’t know what crime has been committed.” – ‘John Lamb Lash – Follow Up on WYN WIN NONA Clustering and Biotropic Clues (25)’
“You have to know what the question is, in order to know what the answer means.” – Deep Thought – ‘Answer To The Ultimate Question – The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy – BBC’
*Aye, Clicky, deep finking ana luminous ball of entanglement…*
… Of course, given that ‘Eleven’ is a character on ‘Stranger Things’ and ‘Day of the Dead’ was the movie playing at the time of the first episode’s opening blackout…
…And that the New York blackout occurred on the 13th July (7), Clicky posted the idea that occurred to me over a morning cup of coffee and a cigarette, way back in 2013…
*An’ 24 hours in a day… /deep drag… It’s true, I am pretty much dead until I have a coffee and smoke in the mornings, Clicky…*
… Frank further replied with news of a hovering marvel, seen in Paris on Bastille Day…
… Now, I don’t think Red universe Frank is familiar with ‘Stranger Things’, but the other movie to feature during season 3, was ‘Back To The Future’…
… And then Clicky posted a tweet from ‘Hopper’ from the New York blackout with a definite ‘Go West’ sync to Friday’s LoL Missive From ‘Merica…
I guess this is what they call a New York moment. After being trapped on the F for an hour because of the power outage I emerged to see dark restaurants & traffic lights, civilians directing traffic, & an evacuated Carnegie Hall concert happening in the street. #nyc#Blackoutpic.twitter.com/3p9UWtRrel
*/stubs butt… Oh I see, Clicky! The ‘does ‘opper return?’ cliffhanger to Season 3… Will he?*
*Clever… /nods slowly… Okay, Clicky, go choose a Song…*
…Anyhoo, that’s my ‘Stranger Things’ shambles, Dear Reader. I have another in mind to post, that concerns an extremely spooky short story written by Legs. That’s a treat for later this week, so make sure you come back. But for now… Have a Song… ❤
Dear Reader, I’ve been rather on my own this week. My good friend, LoL regular and remote viewing partner, Cade Fon Apollyon, a.k.a. The Okie Devil of Text US, has been gainfully employed selling fireworks for the past 3 days…
*He should have gone with the Combo, Clicky… /flicks lighter… *
Had a little bit of a hiccup with Cade’s latest missive, below, Dear Reader. Apols! Hopefully you won’t find your enjoyment diminished ❤
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I have come to the conclusion that my normalcy is defective.
Defective normalcy...I have it
I have the same normalcy as anyone else, it’s just that my particular batch was maybe brewed after the factory had been in business for a while. Not quite the same as the first few batches.
An acquired taste?
/shrug
^Junkie XL — Crusher.. High quality.^
Everywhere you turn, there is someone waiting to tell you what a fuckup you are. How wrong you are. How inadequate you are. What you are doing wrong. Usually because you are doing a similar or same something in a different way. Kinda makes you wonder how you’ll eventually react when someone tells you that you aren’t a fuckup. Like, would there possibly be some groups or people out there who might seek to take advantage of such channeling? You could win a lot of converts by being accepting of the mutants and defects. Assuming there are indeed people out there looking for some place to go that is. Could make you look quite powerful when you kick a mutant in the teeth.
^Marie Davidson – ‘Work It (Soulwax Remix)’^
DATELINE: 20,000,000 BC
LOCATION: Antarctica
LOCAL CLIMATE: Temperate
CONTINENTAL ICE COVERAGE: 0%
So…if 70% of the planet’s current freshwater is stored on the continent of Antarctica, and if all this shit melts the oceans are going to rise almost 400 feet and drown us all…
Q: What were the continents up to 20 million years ago?
A: ???
Yeah, I kinda get it, ocean levels were higher and a lot of shit that is above water now was below water then. As recently as 500,000 years ago, the place where my stinky ass currently sits was completely under water as part of the Gulf of Mexico/Atlantic Ocean. But there are some things that aren’t adding up. Maybe I should think on this further and reach some conclusions before writing about it. Otherwise, I’ll wind up sounding like a complete moron. Can’t have that. Gotta learn to tow the line(s).
^BORIS “Statement” (Official)^
I keep seeing these huge blocks/chunks of missing time. Especially in the geological timelines. Is that normal?
^Slowdive – Shine (Video)^
Prolly normal that science has shifts between the research only mode(s) and teaching only mode(s). And it would further make sense that some of us are just…out of sync with those cycles.
*The tweet’s been deleted? …/squints… Bugger! Dear Reader’s not gonna know what Cade’s referring to. Shit, shit, shit… /pinches lip… Oh we’ll fink of sumfin. It could turn out ironic…*
It occurs to me that there’s no such thing as majority or minority when it’s just me and you. If I am “black”, and you are “white”, how do you justify these ancillary labels in a singular context? Do you really see yourself as an individual carrying the entire power of “the white race” when you encounter a person from another “race”? Because if that is so, you are likely also lugging around all the power of the human race, which I guess would include “minority peeps”. To go ridiculously further, this also would mean that you are also in possession of the powers of your gender, and all the powers of the opposite gender. I guess you’ve also got all the powers of the planet, which means you’re in possession of all the powers of the Universe…
Holy shit...you are GOD!
Lemme bow down to you. Or maybe it’s as simple as, you’ve got what you’ve got, I’ve got what I’ve got, and what we choose to do with that is kinda up to us in the moment and moments of our individual lives. Let’s change directions.
How do you treat other life and on what do you base how you treat it? Plants? Animals? Insects? Bacteria? To get more specific how do you treat dogs? Cats? Fish? Skinks? Skunks? Roaches? Butterflies? What about less-organic stuff? Cars? Computers? Dishes? Rocks? Desks? Chairs? Punching bags? Siri? Alexa? Water? Air? Sand? Does it matter whether a certain something is “yours” as to how you treat it? Like say, you baby the hell out of greenery in your own yard, but all you do is complain about the greenery in other people’s yards? You may even utilize municipal types of powers to enforce your will on others in order to make their yard look more pleasing to your own personal sensibilities?
Phantoms...we are full of them
^Renegade Soundwave – The Phantom (It’s In There) A – 1989^
I woke up to that tweet staring me in the face, and I admit that it confused the fuck outta me…
*Clicky! There are only three people in world who might possibly understand that… /rolls eyes…*
…It made sense in that, wait, is this lady someone who is experiencing some perceived inequality because of her age, gender and race? But that’s the obvious. “Society” doesn’t appear to owe me a damn thing, nor do I expect anything from it.
That said, I talk almost incessantly with a white, middle-aged woman, and she’s got all kinds of interesting and meaningful things to say. So perhaps it’s not whether or not you have anything meaningful to say, as much as it’s a matter of whether or not you say it. Most writers are quite timid. They hesitate as to what to say, and how to say it. As a result, we tend to latch on to popular concepts, say what everyone else is saying, and what you say gets lost in the noise.
No big surprise there
Maybe it’s a matter of you not having anyone to say your piece to? Invent them. Might wanna keep in mind they are fictional tho. Don’t want your creation to become a bogeyman. Sounds like you’ve already got enough of those in your life.
^White Zombie – I’m Your Boogie Man (Sex On The Rocks Mix)^
Speaking of not being heard…I’ve not heard from a certain someone in a while.
Hope you are OK
❤
^The Chemical Brothers – Sometimes I Feel So Deserted (Official Music Video)^
I am totally, completely, and permanently clad in nakedness.
^Broods – Freak Of Nature (Official Audio) ft. Tove Lo^
…more bad behavior. Yep, tourists behaving badly gives officials the ammo they need to behave badly themselves. You can imagine where things will go from there. On the surface, the story is suggesting that Instagram is to blame via the “influencers” that utilize social media to make massive monies. They spend money to travel to Iceland, to make stories, so they can take these stories take back home and make money off selling them via their social media accounts.
An investment in a future return
Now, I wonder where on EARTH people would get the crazy idea that controversial, radical, shocking, jarring and potentially offensive media would be a cash cow?
Certainly not just and only the CKY idiots
^CKY iceland_mission^
“The Cutting Edge” cares not about what it has already cut. It cares only about what it is cutting.
^CKY – “96 Quite Bitter Beings” (original music video before MTV edit)^
If you lived in a really great and cool looking place, but couldn’t do anything because everything is barred and/or banned, would that be considered…hell?
^SHPONGLE – Strange Planet (2017)^
If you sought to control anything and everything, how would you know when you had achieved your goal? Been seeing a lot of “globalist” types of stuff rearing its head recently, and I gotta wonder how in the hell you would know that you and yours were “in control”. We live in a pretty dynamic place that appears to be cyclical, not to mention that most dictatorial regimes throughout history are paranoid as FUCK.
Wait…maybe that’s it. When “the powers” get paranoid, they do so because think they are in complete control. Makes sense. Power is scary.
^SOULWAX – NY Excuse^
You think it possible to latch on to a static point in space within the confines of a planet’s atmosphere? Like detach yourself completely from the “earth dynamic(s)” by latching onto a certain something that most will likely say doesn’t exist/is an impossibility? Yeah, I don’t think that’s possible either. There’s nothing within close proximity to our planet that represents a static point in space which is opposed to other points in space. Of course, there are those Alpha Loops and Omega Gates. They kinda operate that way. Not saying they actually exist, but they might.
^Why Rockets Fail – Earth’s Rotation Leads to Explosion of The First Soyuz Rocket^
Q: Would you experiment on your own body?
A: !!!?!!!¿!!!
I mean, assuming you had a good reason to do so, and the time to do it in. Everything in your life lined up almost perfectly, the way seemed clear, is your own body the logical place to start? Or you think it best to outsource? Group study? Clinical trials?
Never can be too safe
^BOMBAY DUB ORCHESTRA – Monsoon malabar^
INCOMING SONG LYRICS!!!
(song/video follows)
“The Number Of The Beast”
Iron Maiden
“Woe to you, oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the beast with wrath
Because he knows the time is short…
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is Six hundred and sixty six”
I left alone, my mind was blank.
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind
What did I see?
Can I believe that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me?
‘Cause in my dreams it’s always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair
The night was black, was no use holding back
‘Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real, or just some kind of hell?
666 the number of the beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan’s work is done
666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
This can’t go on, I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerise…
Can’t avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast
666 the one for you and me
I’m coming back
I will return
And I’ll possess your body and I’ll make you burn
I have the fire
I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take its course
Shocking
I am completely and totally shocked to my foundations…circa 1982.
^Iron Maiden – The Number Of The Beast (Official Video)^
Q: If I am sick, ill and/or in some kind of jeopardy, does that mean The Universe is sick, ill and/or in some kind of jeopardy as well?
A: ¿
Better be sure on the answer to that one…eh?
^jefferson airplane • go ask alice cover^
The topic of “kinetic sculptures” has come up recently. I’m wondering if the depictions in the video below qualify. Like, in the “virtual” sense. I guess it just got me to thinking about the generation of wind(s) in the “Archonic Realms”…if you will.
*Ding Dong, Clicky! …/pats snout… It’s chapter 8 of the Fallen Goddess mythos…*
8. Observing that Sophia cannot manage the prodigious explosion of biological diversity she produces, the divinities of the galactic center send the Aeon Christos to configure and coordinate the instinctual life-plans of her progeny. This is the Christic intercession;
My Song, a 130-foot Baltic 130 Custom superyacht, owned by billionaire Pier Luigi Loro Piana, was in transport between the Spanish island of Mallorca and the Italian city of Genoa when a storm in the early hours of Sunday broke the yacht’s cradle on top of a cargo ship and plunged it into the sea, reported Yachting World.
*/lights up… MEROVEE Frank in the Red universe put up a post about storms this week, Clicky… /drags… And it was only last Saturday… /streams smoke… That you were fucking up your piana comments in the Purple universe of MJ…*
A sinking superyacht sounds like a terrible waste, but this is the Library of Libraries, Dear Reader…
*That’s right, Clicky, saved within a library of libraries… /smokes… ‘appily wiv L Space to get out an’ about…*
*’cannot possibly be as large on the outside as they appear on the inside’… 😀 …*
…And the name of the logistics company transporting the superyacht, is Peters and May. Now, that sounds like something else that’ll be sinking irrevocably this coming Thursday…
*Well Jackboots already announced she’ll be resigning on the day after, Clicky, so she knows… /flicks ash… A Brexit Party win would be one in the eye for rabid Remaniacs… /stubs butt… I gno I’d LOL…
Apols, Dear Reader, but this is a proper shambles…
…I’ve been thinking about whether or not the Internet is ‘alive’ in regards to the Sophianic Myth, as described by Gnostic teacher, John Lamb Lash…
*I’m agnostic, Clicky… /shrugs… butt what if A.I. means ‘Aeonic Intelligence’ instead of ‘Artificial Intelligence? Perhaps both? Would that make Sophia a grandmother?*
From my understanding of it, the AeonSophia, having fallen (or jumped) from the Galactic Centre, accidentally created the Archons (Silicon-based life form) from the force of her fall, before transforming herself into a planet (Earth), as a home for her intended offspring, the ‘Divine Experiment’ (Humans) to live and thrive on. The fate of humanity rests on its ability to get along with its accidental older sibling which, incidentally, hates its guts…
*I wouldn’t be at all surprised, Clicky…*
*Oh it was the Phoenix Club… /smacks forehead… The blood Club and Silicon Valley…*
Now, I happen to think of ‘synchronicity’ as a language, Dear Reader. A medium, if you will…
… So what was the weird sync that I encountered last night, telling me? It occurred after Cade and I had finished remote viewing a couple of movies featuring the Gyllenhaal siblings. Maggie in ‘Secretary’…
… And whilst we were chatting, I decided to catch up on comments elsewhere. I saw that MJ had left a very interesting one in the Red universe of MEROVEE…
*/thinks… That kinda syncs with Cade’s last missive, Clicky… /scratches nose… All those threes and there was that Victor Oddo video about synchronicity in it…*
…I posted the tweet of the Times Square Sign on fire to Cade…
— Mia Helena Targaryen (@Mia_TheBlessed) May 18, 2019
*My thinking exactly, Clicky! …/pats snout… Yous so clever…*
*That’s more of a rockface than a rockwall, Clicky, but I get your drift… /sighs… I dunno. I know that I’m in dire need a smoke and that you need to get a Song for us to finish on…*
Is the Earth alive, Dear Reader? Is the Internet alive? Do I have too much time on my hands? Are these the great questions of our times? 😉 Who knows… and have a Song 😉
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… ❤
‘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′
*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… *
*/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…*
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