Missive From Merica: All Fall (Oops!) & Oh My!-Gate

Today’s Missive From ‘Merica, Dear Reader, is a kinda follow up to a previous one…

*Uh huh… that LoL post, Clicky! What a pain in the posterior post that turned out to be… /rubs forehead… The images still won’t settle!*

… Cade drew some equations that he sees in his head for the ‘MFM: Sophie Sounds Like SoPi’ post…

*Cute, butt you said that already, Clicky…*

… And a further depiction of an equation that he turned into a gif, to imbue it with a sense of movement…

*Knot for him, gno… /rolls eyes… Right then, Clicky, I’m gonna head off to the end, you stick to Dear Reader… And no misbehaving… /arches eyebrow…*

Sew… have fun, Dear Reader. Catch you at the bottom ❤

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Hi.

Resignation syndrome: Sweden’s mystery illness

How are you?

Why opioids are such an American problem

Everything OK with you?

JFK assassination: Questions that won’t go away

That's good. Glad to hear it.

China lawyer recounts torture under Xi’s ‘war on law’

Anything you wanna talk about?

Indian restaurant fighting for women’s rights with food

No?

Climbing frame or anti-terror device?

That's OK. I'll do all the talking.

Bloodhound: Numbers of the beast

If that's OK with you.

How Western civilisation could collapse

I'll try to focus on being upbeat and happy. Positive-thinking only.

Nasa’s ambitious plan to save Earth from a supervolcano

Now…this is just me…but isn’t that last one kinda…erm…akin to saving someone from themselves?

What will they think of next.

So much for my being upbeat, happy and/or positive, eh?

^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^

I’ve got so much on my mind, that I don’t really have much to say. That said, I’ll keep writing, and we’ll see how and where this goes.

I stared at a blank page for almost 3 hours, and couldn’t think of where or how to start. Typically, I just sit down, and whatever comes out, comes out. But this one is a shade different. There are some things to get to, and I’ve got a fairly narrow timeline in which to get to them. That makes me uncomfortable. Much like the whole “you only get one chance to make a good first impression” kinds of thinking.

I mean, if that’s the case, why bother? Who am I trying to make an impression on, and why? Am I surrendering all rights in doing so? Not that I have a problem with being subservient, because under the right conditions I have no problem with that. But how many people can I bow to, where the courtesy is not returned, before I break?

I guess we'll see when we get there, eh?

^Solarity – Terminal 6 (Original Mix)^

Something else that is on my mind, was the previous “whatever turned Missive” was, according to Roob, my longest yet. Not that I doubt her….I, in fact, don’t doubt her.

This particular whatever that I am currently writing tho…feels…longer. I’m only on my third paragraph, in my head I’m tumbling over the things I want to get to, and it just feels really fucking long. Maybe that’s because I already am aware of the massive amounts of shit that I am going to have to omit. Aggregate of the massive kind(s).

That gets me to thinking about the whatchacallit forums. They’ve been down for coming up on a year now, and I’ve been thinking about the few people that I got to speak with there.

Where are they?

What are they up to?

Are they OK?

How did they handle the forums going down?

Not like they had much choice in the matter, but I think about all the crap that I read. All the crap that I didn’t get to read. All of the crap that never got written, that I also didn’t get to read. Meh…you know what they say…

Even A Stopped Clock Is Right Twice A Day.

Oh wait…I got a better one…

Don’t Judge A Book That Isn’t There By It’s Cover That Is Also Mysteriously Absent.

^Dinka – Road To Perdition^

Whatshername has made Taco Soup. Imma go eat some.

BRB

^Nitrous Oxide – Show Me^

K…that was three hours ago that I went for soup, and I’m just now starting to type again. I can feel the disappointment and anguish within you. The longing. The confusion. The other stuff that is there…I can feel it too. It’s coursing through your veins like snot from your nose on a cold day…seeking to quell it’s yearning for a nearby tissue. I am very adept at feeling these feelings you are feeling.

I know them well.

Oh…and the soup wasn’t bad. A shade weak, and she never uses enough corn, but still tasty and quite palatable.

^Knife Party ‘Micropenis’^

And here...is what is happening in the world of Cade...

On Monday, Whatshername popped her head in my door, and mentioned that she had news regarding the hot water leak.

Whatshername: I have news regarding the hot water leak.

Cade: Do tell.

Whatshername: The owner called me, and she let me know that insurance has denied her claim.

Cade: Unpossible. Say it ain’t so.

Whatshername: Yeah…hard to believe, but its got to be done, so she is going to have to pay for it out of her own pocket.

Cade: That sucks for all involved. Sorry.

Whatshername: She’s calling tomorrow to schedule the plumbers, and she’ll let me know when they are going to be here to start actually searching for the leak.

Cade: I’ll try and make myself scarce.

So Tuesday rolls around…and…

Whatshername: They’ll be here on Friday at noon.

Cade: Okie dokie. I’ll try and make myself scarce.

And that’s that. Tomorrow is Friday, as it is currently 21:15 on Thursday October 26th. I was gonna disconnect my computer and clean tomorrow anyway…so…yeah….everything works out as it does, when it does, how it does.

I’ve already procured the vacuum cleaner and a broom/dustpan combo, a coupla loads of laundry, and I’ll be free to do any final digging and arranging in the closet on Saturday. I’m thinking about taking most of the clothes in garbage bags to The Goodwill for a shade more extra space in there. The more room I can leave, the less likely she is to throw the remainder away.

Sorry...just...thinking out loud.

^Knife Party – ‘Power Glove’ – OUT NOW^

In other news…I was able to login to GMail on my cellphone that isn’t mine.

Not real sure what to do now.

I guess I’ll just keep not responding to the glut of email I don’t get.

Now I just gotta see if I can work up the courage to login to Twitter.

I’m sure that the 8 people who follow my shenanigans will be thrilled.

^Deadmau5 – Overdraft^

I’ve described these “Omega Gates” in my bullshit before, but I’ve only ever used textual representations to describe how they work.

EXA: .Ω

EXB: Ω.

Yeah….pretty lame. A particle “boops” in and around the gate in order to avoid whatever the gate surrounds, giving the appearance that a particle has simultaneously appeared in two places at the same time, and/or vanished completely in one place and appeared in another.

Like a bent straw, that should immediately make most think about wormholes, but that’s not necessarily what I am talking about here. There’s going to be two primary particles that facilitate this gate’s creation, its opening, sustaining the gate, closing the gate, then destroying it.

Any number of particles and/or energies in various states may pass through the gate once open. But you’ll need to keep in mind that these energies and particles/matter and whatever else, have been coalescing for a long time, so there is a chance here to get a shade lost if we are looking for only one thing.

^Alex H – Blood Moon (Original Mix) sunsetmelodies^

So now we can split our Neutrino, which is actually two different particles in the same state and/or different states at the same time, especially when being acted on by a Tachyon. With respect to the Neutrino:

1. The inertia, kinetic energy, energy and whatall else…is going to go around, and the mass will go through.

2. The inertia, kinetic energy, energy and whatall else…is going to go through, and the mass will go around.

That’s an oversimplification due to what the Tachyon does on the other side, because we don’t know what that is until it actually happens. Our Tachyon may have been sitting there for 1 second, or it may have been sitting there for 10,000 years…we simply don’t know until it starts to gain enough mass, and by that time, it appears that our Tachyon came from somewhere it shouldn’t have.

Such as…our Tachyon appearing that it came from somewhen, and not so much somewhere. Both are going to be true, or at least, can be. There’s more to it than that…but I’m trying to be mindful of Roob and her needs….so yeah…let’s move on.

^ZENI – Breathe^

Our Neutrino has now split, and our Tachyon is going to make it’s presence known here and there. Both parts of our Neutrino are going to have much/many of the characteristics of each other, depending on what is going where and when.

Don’t want to confuse you at this point, but our Alpha Loop may or may not be there. It may also appear suddenly and vanish as quickly. If you think about our loop as a way of better managing time, energy and matter, it may not be so confusing when you see how it may sometimes appear to stretch time and matter, and may sometimes appear to crunch time and matter.

Not so much as a pressure relief valve, nor even a capacitor….but rather as an accompanying system that is as much a part of that system as anything else. Why build one, when you can have two at zero the price?

^Alpha 9 – Come Home [Full – HD]^

As you may have guessed, our Neutrino is going to appear to be at two different places at the same time, and will most likely sometimes appear as two completely different particles, and sometimes the exact same particle in two places at the same time.

Don’t forget our Tachyon on the other end, and it may not seem so confusing when I suggest that all three of these particles are actually always the same particle…they just operate in different times and places, in different ways, all at the same time…and sometimes at different times, all at the same time.

^Sebastian Weikum – There She Is (Original Mix)^

To make that thought not such a stretch, and to hopefully help it make more sense, think of these three particles less like inorganic matter, and more like something that matters…like people, for example. Let’s make them time-travelers.

Tachyon-C is “Person A” @ age 30

Neutrino-AB is “Person A” @ age 40

Neutrino-BA is “Person A” @ age 50

Q: At what point would we need to make such a distinction?

A: An event, at that time, in time, that included this person.

Not such a stretch when you think about it really, but I can already see the credibility wheels turning, and the question(s) of mortality/immortailty oozing out of your ears.

Q: What is the most aged thing that you have personally seen?

A: ?¿?

Q: What percentage of the age of this whatever, have you actually spent, with this whatever it is?

A: ¿?¿

EX: You find something that is 10,000,000 years old. How much of that 10,000,000 years did you spend with that something? How much of that time have you spent with that, or any other something? I’m betting not much, and I’m in the same boat, but I am trying to understand it.

It, being, time.

^Sebastian Weikum – Shout! (Original Mix)^

It’s at this point, that our Neutrino is going to assume many/most of the properties of our Tachyon, but our Tachyon is already long since gone. Well…in relativistic terms…yeah…long gone. Our Tachyon may have only covered an equal and opposite distance to our Neutrino, or it may have spent the equivalent of the next and/or last 6 months covering massive distances in a myriad of galaxies, or even just bopping around our own solar system.

Why do 1 thing, when you have the time to do 20?

Why do 20 things, when you have the time to focus on 1?

Why do 1 or even 20, when you don’t have to do any?

^Deadmau5 – Cyclic Redundancy^

From an engineering standpoint, I can’t see such thinking being a stretch. The only exception would be certain models that require a certain something, be the exact same way, every single time, for all time. Dunno bout choo…but that sounds dangerous.

^Disciples – On My Mind (Official Video)^

Coupla iterations of my Alpha L∞P.

^Roald Velden – Around The World (Original Mix)^

Coupla iterations of iterations on my Alpha L∞P.

^Boo Bass | Pogo^

Alpha Loops can fold, and they can fold many times in many different ways.

I’ve yet to encounter an Omega Gate that can, in and of itself, fold.

Omega Gates can bend and warp and stretch and straighten any number of ways, but I’ve yet to figure out if they can fold, or even if they would ever need to, seeing as how they are typically always entangled with at least one end of an Alpha Loop.

I’m just thinking now, why stretch when you can fold, and vice versa.

Still working on it thinking about it.

^Rezz – Voice in the Wall^

To relate a shade more as to what can appear where, and what can revolve about what and where, here’s a coupla more A0G8s where the Alpha Loop is actually inverted/appears above the Omega Gate instead of “below” it.

Gotta keep in mind that these shapes are merely architectural pathways that facilitation motion, energy, matter, etc., and the movement of these things contextually, to where and when they need to go. The matter and energy and whathaveyou is equally important in constructing/creating these pathways and where.

Think energy preservation, information retention, less destructive pathways that are “naturally occurring”…and maybe these concepts will also not be as much of a stretch.

^Soulwax – Is It Always Binary^

I’ve prolly added enough images to completely discourage Roob forever, so I’m gonna end this one here. But I think what I might do, is keep writing/write another one, because I kinda still feel like writing a bit. I dunno. We’ll see what Roob has to say, then go from there.

^The Peppers – Hot Caramel (Soulwax Remix)^

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😉

cYa | cFa

^Klaxons – Gravity’s Rainbow (Soulwax Remix)^

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*So that’s your considered answer to Cade’s question, Clicky?*

*Oh for gawd’s sake… Behave! …/averts eyes… Well, let’s hope he’s able to send another before he hits the road…*

Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: No.85 Part 8 – Golden Brown

*Hmm… Goldenish… /thinks… You know, all that glisters is not gold, Clicky…*

*Er… Knot me! Shakespeare… /sticks out tongue…*

So hear we are, Dear Reader, at the end of this wonderfully massive missive. Whilst formatting the remaining posts this afternoon, BIG NEWS was announced of in the World of Science…

Astronomers capture both a gravitational wave and optical imagery from the energetic union of two neutron stars in a distant galaxy.

“found something
sending you a screenshot.”

“wow!”

“!”

These messages, exchanged between astronomers on August 17 at the Las Campanas Observatory in northern Chile, are a breathless acknowledgement of a major new breakthrough in astronomy.

No doubt we’ll here more about that in due course. For now, enjoy the final part of Cade The Okie Devil from Text Us’s 85th Missive From ‘Merica. Dive In! ❤

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Was re-watching some episodes of the TV mini-series of Hornblower earlier this morning and today. It got me to thinking about small events and/or events that are are classified as small.

That got me to thinking about significance.

I guess it is what it is, to whoever it is or is not significant to. I know that typically, a paper towel is insignificant to me and prolly also insignificant to most people. However, if I get into one of my sneezing fits? Suddenly, a paper towel, it’s proximity to me, and my access to it, is quite significant.

^benny benassi feat. channing – come fly away^

If I had anything that was worth anything…SURELY I’d know it by now.

I’ll be 50 years old in 1 month and 1 day.

I better get my act together and my ass in gear before it’s too late.

I’ve only got 983 years, 1 month, and 1 day to do so.

Maybe I should expedite.

3000 C.E. is just around the corner.

^Greenskeepers – Money^

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the accepted everything else?

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the acceptable everyone else?

I wonder what any of that will mean to anyone once I move on?

I wonder if it should mean anything to anyone?

Lemme know how it all turns out...k?

^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^

Yeah…I think that most of the time I’m pretty good at measuring value and worth.

Cept when I'm not.

At that point, it is me that I caught.

I am my own best worst enemy.

We get along fine, me and me.

We disagree to agree.

But that’s just me.

^Digitalism – Blitz^

Penny for your thoughts.

^Crookers- My Penny^

X: You aren’t gonna leave me out are you?

Cade: I hadn’t planned on it.

0: But you also hadn’t planned on including us in…had you?

Cade: Why…now that you mention it…no…no I had not 😛

Z: That is unwise. It is unwise…to non-include the included.

Cade: WTF?!?!? Is that even possible?

A: Possibly.

Cade: …

T: I think he’s lost it.

Cade: OK…I’ve quasi-regained my composure here…

X: I doubt that, but we’re listening…

Cade: HOW…in the FUCK…do you “non-include the included”?

X: Figure it out?

Cade: Wait. I was told to NOT figure that out.

B: Sounds to me as if you already had it figured out.

G: Agree.

0: Concur.

A: Agree.

X: Yep.

Z: Me too.

0: IT”S UNANIMOUS!!!

Cade: /me raises hand

X: Don’t muddy the waters smart guy.

Cade: Hey…it never hurts to try.

Z: We’ve already included you in the non-included. Therefore, you get no vote.

Cade: Can I at least have a notation that I attempted to vote?

0: Yes. Noted. It has been noted that you tried to vote in a matter in which you were not allowed to vote.

Cade: Great.

X: Not according to what it says here.

Cade: I was being sarcastic.

X: Oh. Will someone make a note of that?

0: Unnecessary, unwarranted and unwanted sarcasm = Noted.

T: Anything else smart guy?

Cade: Are you talking to…me?

T: No…we were talking amongst ourselves within earshot of you.

Cade: lolz…awesome. Anything else?

0: That will be all for now. Thank you.

Cade: Thank you.

Z: What about the rest of us.

Cade: Much and many thanks to all, and to all a good night.

X: /waves

^Trentemoller – Moan (Trentemoller Remix) . HQ^

Tis now 01:01 on Sunday morning.

October 15th of 2017 already.

Whodathunkit?

I think I shall cease here.

Wherever that is…

Until then.

❤

^Wilkinson – Afterglow^

cYa | cFa

^Sharkwater’s Ending^

❤



❤

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*That was fun, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I’ll do the ironing after this… /drags…*

Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

All Fings Being Equal…

Dear Reader…

I started a thread on the 4th April 2014 on a site called Synchromystic Forum, or ‘Sync Miss For Him’ (SMFH) as I call it. The thread was titled ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’. It was an amateur experiment to take the likeness of a diety, using myself as a template, after listening to John Lamb Lash talk about ‘Sophia’s Correction’…

SMFH is gone now and I haven’t sought out John Lamb Lash since I heard that talk, posted by Divine DNA in the Red Universe (that’s MEROVEE) sometime in 2013. But I looked him up today and this is what he has to say…

*/:O…Yikes!*

I’m going to listen to this video whilst I write the post below. What follows is kinda like the sorta shambles I would have posted in ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’ if SMFH were it still around today…

*Good choice, Clicky… /lights up… To be honest I prefer this track. Loopy sumtimes sings it when he’s gaming…*

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In the world of MRS REGN, RESPIRATION comes after MOVEMENT and before SENSITIVITY, REPRODUCTION (REPRODUCTION - yellow on white is hard to see), EXCRETION, GROWTH AND NUTRITION...

Eye stumbled across an obit in the NY Times last night, or rather very early this morning, Read Dearer. A Russian Ma’at-ish ‘un called Vlad had died on the last day of September, alone at home. By all accounts, he was a bit of a wiz…

Doctor Vladimir Voevodsky was 51, butt as time in the womb don’t count toward official age, let’s say he was in that sort of age area…51-ish…

That’s me on Merovee earlier…

…posting news of a company named for another Ma’at-ish-un…

… And a cigar vid? Well, ‘cos the benefits of smoking tobacco seems to be a dirty secret and cigars are expensive… made by hand…

Tesla’s Dirty Secret: It Was Banging Out Parts Of The Model 3 By Hand

… Have a cigar…Why knot?

In algebraic geometry and algebraic topology, a branch of mathematics, $A 1$ homotopy theory is a way to apply the techniques of algebraic topology, specifically homotopy, to algebraic varieties and, more generally, to schemes. The theory is due to Fabien Morel and Vladimir Voevodsky. The underlying idea is that it should be possible to develop a purely algebraic approach to homotopy theory by replacing the unit interval $[0, 1]$ , which is not an algebraic variety, with the affine line $A 1$ , which is. The theory requires a substantial amount of technique to set up, but has spectacular applications such as Voevodsky’s construction of the derived category of mixed motives and the proof of the Milnor and Bloch-Kato conjectures.

…Eye woz replying to Jen…

… Who’d posted news of a sleb car and cartoon creators’ twitter convo, and a Song…

… In reply to Clicky posting a tweet id sent out in the Yellow Universe about the reported detection of a spike in radioactivity. Also with a Song…

Fast forward to today when French nuclear watchdogISRN reported that another spike in airborne radioactivity has been detected in the air in Western and Central Europe: “Ruthenium-106 has been detected by several European networks involved in the monitoring of atmospheric radioactive contamination, at levels of a few milliBecquerels per cubic meter of air.”

According to IRSN calculations, based on the concentration levels measured in several European countries and on the meteorological conditions of the last few days, the contaminated air could have been generated from southern regions of Ural or located close to those. “IRSN is continuing its investigations to try to confirm the origin of this atmospheric pollution.”

ruthenium (n.)metallic element, 1845, named by Russian chemist Karl Klauss, from a name proposed earlier (1828) in reference to a metal extracted from ores from the Ural Mountains of Russia (see Ruthenian). With metallic element ending -ium.

… In fact, Leggy and eye had been ruminating on the reason behind the spike…

*Data detecting Wall? …/ 😀 …Elementary, my dear Clicky! …/pats snout…*

…Eye won’t leave out the final segment of last night’s MEROVEE conversation, Rear Dealer…

The prominent, and now radioactive Hollywood producer, famous for such Oscar winners as “The English Patient” and “Shakespeare in Love,” took a leave of absence from his production company following the New York Times article on Thursday.

…What’s this, the NYTimes? And Harvey, as we gno, was also a humongous hurricane in August, a storm that devastated parts of Texas… The State were my chum Cade, The Okie Devil, currently resides…

"You'll find out," Pres. Trump says with a wink when reporter asks what he meant by "calm before the storm" comments https://t.co/T5uqoA85rO pic.twitter.com/FzCGW3yChN

— CBS News (@CBSNews) October 6, 2017

*”Calm before the storm”, eh? You know what Clicky, I don’t understand the thinking behind academia and media leaders… /lights up…. Ya know, EXPERTS attacking Trump so much? He’s vain; it’s his flaw butt they’re driving him into the arms of the those who CAN-KNOT call him anything butt “SIR!” to his face… /smokes… Ore “YESSIR!” …/slurps covfefe…*

*Exactly… /sighs…*

…Perhaps that was the calm before this morning’s ‘Tweetstorm‘ from the Dez-Rez-Prez…

In Early Tweetstorm, Trump Praises WaPo, Slams NBC And “Late Night Comedians”, Reaches Out To Schumer

https://twitter.com/realDonaldTrump/status/916634286811435008?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw&ref_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zerohedge.com%2Fnews%2F2017-10-07%2Fearly-tweetstorm-trump-praises-wapo-slams-nbc-and-late-night-comedians-reaches-out-s

https://twitter.com/realDonaldTrump/status/916635236238274561?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw&ref_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zerohedge.com%2Fnews%2F2017-10-07%2Fearly-tweetstorm-trump-praises-wapo-slams-nbc-and-late-night-comedians-reaches-out-s

…Equal Time…

…Time Is Money…

…Can’t Buy Me Love…

*Spend a Penny? See a Penny? …/thinks… Penis meteor than the words? … Penny drops? …/stubs butt… Whoa… /look sup… Damn! That’s a big post… /sucks teeth… Better get a Song to fin-ish, Clicky…*

Well, that was a very interesting talk from John Lamb Lash, Dear Reader. Yes, very interesting indeed… Have a Song… 😉

*Thanks! …/blows kiss… Another?*

*…/rolls eyes…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Shape, Rattle & Roll!

Dear Reader, a new missive from The Okie Devil has arrived…

*No shit, Clicky! I had one of those when I was a little kid!*

*Damn! I could really go for a double cheeseburger right now… /salivates… Or a Whopper! …/drools…*

… Enjoy Cade’s missive, Dear Reader. I’m off for to get something to eat. See you at the bottom ❤

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Hi.

Let’s see how and where this goes.

I’ve grown fat, out-of-shape, out-of-practice, disconnected, irrelevant, and prolly a bunch of other bad stuff too.

Let’s see how and where this goes.

Hi.

^Cocteau Twins ~ Fotzepolitic^

I wonder where we learn how to solve problems? Any place or places we might think of as a model? I saw a Tweet yesterday where someone was apparently wishing that…

“all Trump supporters were six feet in the ground”

…whatever that means. I just tried to find said Tweet, but I could not. Maybe they deleted it. Anyway…yeah…

Q: How do we learn, and from where do we learn it?

A: Wherever we do?

So…how do we learn? Or is that important at all? Are we too focused on where we learn it from? Don’t think so? Me either.

Q: Can you name the top 10 colleges/universities you want/wanted to go to and/or that you would send your children to and/or would recommend to another to send their children to?

A: What am I saying here? You wouldn't "send" your children anywhere. You'd let them choose. Right? I mean, it's their life...ain't it?

Hands on here, hands off there.

Hands on there, hands off here.

Time can fuck with your head if you let it.

^”Saudade” cover by Halls Of The Machine^

Anyone else ever get "rainbow vision"?

I used to get it all the time when I was a kid. Lots of times this would happen around the time that I was having a migraine. And I used to have some doozy migraine headaches. But sometimes, this “rainbow vision” would just…happen, with no other phenomena nor more relatable states to attach it to as a symptom. My parents always told me…

“you’re crazy!”

“you’re just seeing things!”

…which tended to make the fact that “I was seeing things”…worse. It was scary.

Sometimes the rainbows would be so bad that I couldn’t see at all. I mean, I could see the rainbows, but they so filled my vision that the rainbows were all I could see. Everything else was just…silhouettes…shadows…penciled outlines…floating or darting in a sea of white. These rainbows were crazy too. All kinds of crazy shapes, all intermingled and intermingling. Flowing. Moving. Not pulsing per se, although they did sometimes have flickers or waggles trailing or leading a directional change.

Why do I mention this? Well…it started happening again recently. Kinda scared me a bit a coupla nights ago, because it go so bad…I couldn’t see. I’d say that it concerned me more than scared me, but there’s a coupla reasons for that.

1) It’s happened before/I have experience with both

A) the experience of it, and

B) the experiencing of it, and

C) the experience of experiencing it, and

D) the experience of trying to relate it to another/others who cannot relate to it, and possibly even don’t want to relate to it due to all kinds of mitigating factors.

2) I’ve had so many issues over the last 10 years that pretty much anything and/or everything that happens? Yep, doesn’t surprise me much at all.

^Fotzepolitic – Majestic Masses^

I’ve not thought of it in a long time. No reason to. It stopped happening, and it happened so long ago, under circumstances that are also long since gone-ish. So…why is it suddenly happening again?

HEY!!!

They've got this thing called "The Internet" these days!!!

LET’S CHECK IT OUT!!!

Floaters, Flashing lights, Rainbows, Abnormal Color Vision

WOAH!! Thank God for Google suggestions, eh? This just came up, while using the Google Search Box to format some text/remove the formatting of text, and it suggested something I wouldn’t have thought of.

Kaleidoscope vision/flashing shapes and patterns sight impairment

So…pretty sure I’m not pregnant. Nor do I appear to be in any immediate danger of a situation developing that could cause me concern over becoming pregnant.

 So...dehydration?

I could go for some sweaty dehydrating activities, but that could result in pregnancy…so I better take a rain-check.

(ba da ching)

Um…where was I? Oh yeah…here alone…typing. I better go jerk-off real quick…BRB.

^Dawn of the Great Eastern Sun – COURSE OF EMPIRE^

Dehydration. Is that a “system-wide” issue? Or can it be localized? I mean…if you sit on your foot, or lean on your arm, shit goes numb, right? So…can we assume that Ergonomics might be of interest here? Maybe even Kinesiology? That means engineering.

I wonder who is driving this train?

^Course of Empire – Automatic Writing #17^

Wait a fucking SECOND here…

Distorted Vision

“This is generally a normal process, although it may happen abnormally early in cases of high nearsightedness or trauma.”

Generally a normal process results in something that is labeled as “distorted”? You just nullified growth and/or change…

Or am I overreacting?

Being unreasonably passionate, and being that we are on the subject…

Since when is General Lee considered normal?

I thought he was an evil racist pig, in an evil racist empire, doing evil racist things, in an EVIL RACIST world?

I express, therefore, I clam.

^Course of Empire – Infested^

Google Search = Why do people in england not like francis drake?

10 Things You May Not Know About Francis Drake

So…not much there other than…

“He began his career as a slave trader”

…and I don’t think that’s it, so let’s onward.

Sir Francis Drake

“Edmund Drake was a Protestant”

…surely THAT can’t be it. Things keep pointing towards a certain direction tho. That “Protestant” kinda helps with the compass in that regard.

Bloody Flux

Dysentery

So…they put him in his armor, placed the whole kit and kaboodle in a lead lined coffin, buried him at sea, and…

divers and explorers are,

and have been,

looking for it ever since?

Escherichia Coli

Bacillus (Shape)

That gets me to thinking about geometry a bit, and how “we in our modern world” sometimes use these shapes.

EX: Today, I saw a Tweet about some new technology that allows for veins to be found using Infrared Light. Odd that when I clicked the “watch this video on YouTube” link, it didn’t take me to that particular video, and the video was nowhere to be found on that channel. So, I searched Google for it.

Interesting note: That channel on YouTube? It’s called…Mashable.

Hmmm...

^VeinViewer IV Video^

So Roob just posted some new shiznit, and it’s a good thing that she did. I might have gotten off-track otherwise. Plus, all this bullshit is giving me a motherfucking headache.

Migraine

Ebers Papyrus

Dracunculiasis

BOOM!!!

“Wrap the emerging end of the worm around a stick and slowly pull it out. 3,500 years later, this remains the standard treatment.”

There’s more to this. Faint and distant, but also clear in many ways. I don’t know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me. Prolly something that I mentioned to Roob recently about…

“The gods burrowing their way through time”

…is ringing some bells. And what I meant by that was time itself. Yeah…that time.

The Time.

The time that is time and makes time. Not that any alarm bells are ringing nor should they be. But yes, there is an ominous tone in there. Someone needs help. Someone needs help from us, and we aren’t giving it. Could be a number of reasons for this, and some grace may lay within the fact that, should God/the gods exist, they prolly are quite patient.

Until they aren't anymore.

But, what the fuck do I know. Meh.

^The Prodigy – Jericho^

That does get me to thinking a bit about something tho. Were “Doomsday” real, would we be disappointed were it to not to appear?

lolz...dis-appointed.

DATE WITH DOOMSDAY = RESCHEDULED!!!

I guess that’s why I kinda think that “the countdown clock” is always at zero(0). Always has been, always will be. But why wouldn’t it be? That’s where we’re headed…right? So…that’s all that matters. Some seem to think that way all the time…so let’s take that thought a step further.

"The countdown clock" is always at one(1).

So…1-0

I personally keep mine at 1-0-1. A countdown will always start to count up again. Unless time stops completely. Which…yeah…that’s really what happens at zero(0) and is good reason to stay away from it. And I don’t use “it” lightly there. In my mind, “it” is the simultaneousness of end and/or beginning, depending on which end you are currently looking at, for, or chasing for whatever reason. If you start to get your head wrapped around it, they are both the same thing at the same time? Yeah…that’s why you have no clue what in the fuck you are looking at.

Q: What have we forgotten?

A1: Time

A2: Observer(s)

That means perspective. Which means perspectives. I mean, you’re intending on sharing what you find…right?

Find the beginning, and you will find the end.

Find the end? Welllllll…ya gotta keep in mind where we are in time. We’re neither here nor there. We’re right in the big middle of both. If you also keep in mind that I personally am thinking about this shit from more of a scientific viewpoint, with respect to time and times and less of a religious manner of thinking. I dunno…I’ve got nothing to sell here. Make up your own fucking mind.

^The Chemical Brothers – Go^

HOLY SHIT!!! A QUESTION VIA THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE!!!

Q: Cade, what exactly do you mean by “the gods burrowing through time”? It sounds insulting.

A: WOAH FUCKING NELLY!!! A question AND an observation!!!

That’s a first. But lemme get on with this…if “the micro” is unimportant…why are we tinkering there? EVERYTHING is important in some way shape or form, otherwise, it wouldn’t be here.

WOAH!!! A SECOND QUESTION!!!

Q: Cade, what if something is “here”, just to give us something to do?

A: Well, if you think in less singular terms in that regard, maybe that will be indicative of where we sometimes fail, and where we sometime succeed.

Gotta keep times in mind here. Just because something “is gone” doesn’t mean that it is gone, nor gone forever. I mean, you remember it…right? Prolly others do to? Prolly been some hen-scratching etched out here and there about whatever it is? Maybe this is why “book burnings” are so popular sometimes. We don’t care what it is, we just want it motherfucking out of our heads.

^Junkie XL, Elvis Presley – A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs JXL)^

For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

2 Corinthians 12: 8,9

It’s raining here. Been raining most of the day. The thunder started only a few minutes ago.

Thorn in the Flesh

A bit early perhaps…but…meh. The Christmas decorations will start appearing in stores very soon.

^Cocteau Twins – Winter Wonderland (New Video)^

I dunno mangs and mangettes…this shit is confusing. Especially when people seem to be crossing this and that and everything else, which is understandable, and certainly much more understandable than when it’s opposite show’s its face. Yeah, those who try and unwind the winders. I mean, hell, I even understand that.

What I don’t understand? The violence. The force.

But I even understand that.

Tho’ we are talking here…aren’t we? We’re not out marching in the streets en masse to demand this or demand that…are we? Can you unmix mixed paint(s)? Can you undraw a portrait? Can you unflow a river or unfill a sea? Can you unbreathe a breath or unbeat a heartbeat? See how easy it is to start to snake down the path of “ways to overcome via any and all means”? You can kill, you can dam, you can drain, you can burn, and you can prohibit, but on the whole, what have you done?

 Why?

Only you can answers these questions. We all have dark spaces. Irrespective of whether or not we should have these spaces? They’re there. The light that illuminates them will dim, will darken, and will eventually cease.

I work well in the dark.

Do you?

Really?

Then what’s with the light?

^Elvis Presley – Rubberneckin’ (Official Music Video)^

Lessee…where was I…oh yeah…trying to figure out why my skin falls off by the bucket-load. But equally interesting is why it didn’t fall of for long periods of my life. Oh yeah…shampoos and soaps prolly had something to do with keeping that shit under control. Cause if there’s anything that needs to be under control, it’s us.

 Or something. I dunno what that means either.

But yeah, I am and have been thinking about the cost of prohibiting our bodies from trying to do what they’re trying to do. I mean…you really don’t expect the power grid to be here years from now do you? Certainly not as it exists today. We’re getting something wrong somewhere. So where is it? Lurking in the realms of the “negligible”? That cannot be. Anything you can see or comprehend cannot be negligible…can it?

Which, speaking of can it and canning it, I mentioned something on my own blog recently about canning, and that got me to thinking about standards and standardizations, which got me to thinking about…wait a second here….surely this industrialization shit can’t last much longer…can it?

har har har

^David Bowie ~ Fame 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

What I was thinking about specifically, was milk. We put a lot of pressure on these dairy-cows to produce a lot of milk. That got me to thinking about fats and oils, cold-pressing, friction and heat, which got me to thinking about these vacuum systems that we use to “harvest” the milk from these cows. Surely that can’t be good. All those rapid pressure changes, over and over, day after day? There HAS to be some ergonomics types of shit going on there that we’ve not previously considered.

“If you keep picking at that, it’s never gonna heal.”

^Cocteau Twins – How to Bring a Blush to the Snow^

This got me to thinking about bras, which got me to thinking about boobies, and I went and jerked-off while thinking of boobies. I then got to thinking about boo bees, and got to thinking about heat and temperature regulation “at room temperature”, which, for us, is 98.6°F – if I am doing my calculations correctly – so that got me to thinking about hormone production. But I keep…fucking…winding-up back at…is steel.

Namely, stainless steel.

This shit don’t breathe well, and certainly not easily, nor is it as easy to clean as its name suggests. So…with that in mind, and considering some of its properties, why WOULDN’T stainless steel be a motherfucking magnet for all kinds of microbial life? Now…if that don’t get you to thinking about shape and shapes, I dunno what will. So let’s talk rabbits, and chasing them.

If you have a shotgun, you don’t need to chase rabbits.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^COCTEAU TWINS Frou – frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires^

What does steel contain?

Iron, and lots of it.

Science tells us that “heavy shit” can only be produced in stars since it requires a fuckton of pressure to create these elements. O RLY?!?!?

Then what in the FUCK is it doing here?

Oh…coalescing dust from exploded stars? Um…you are really gonna try and get me to sign off on, a star that is traveling God-knows how fast through our own galaxy, explodes at God-only knows what kinds of velocities…and yet…this shit somehow just…hangs around the point of nova? And more than that…the shit hangs around so fucking long, that it re-coalesces and does it again?

What have we omitted?

Those that don’t. I mean, if we are plummeting through space, is it any wonder why someone might be able to see how a star could collect fucktons of “fuel” over trillions of years without missing a beat, nor really even losing any mass? Maybe it’s the particular trajectory and path that it is on that makes these types of stars so “special” in the way that we like to think about things. Maybe there’s an impeller and propeller type of dynamic that sometimes happens due to…oh say…relative proximation of forms and bodies containing…oh…something like…forms and bodies.

Q: Will that maybe help you with finding “earth-like” planets in your search and searches?

A: I dunno either.

Just a suggestion.

^Wings ~ Listen To What The Man Said 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

HEY!!! I LIKE RAMBLING!!! CREATES HOLES IN MY GAPS IN THINKING!!!

So shutup or something 😛

Where was I…OH! I was in the zone.

(ba da ching)

There was a story that I stumbled across recently that had an image of a water-droplet hovering a needle…while in space…at the ISS. So that got me to thinking about its relative distance to and from Earth/Terra. That got me to thinking about…um…high explosives. Yeah…up in the kiloton and megaton range, and “atmospheric” testing.

Q: Which part of our atmosphere, is Terra Firma, not a part of?

A: The atmosphere itself? K...then remove it. Won't the structure and structures crumble?

I’m just wondering about the high-altitude atmospheric testing that has taken place. Nevermind the holes themselves, what I am thinking about, is all that shit that these detonations pushed out of the way. Nevermind the chemical and molecular/atomic and smaller reactions that happened up in an area/environment that we know absolutely fuckall about. And now, we are smearing layer after layer of all kinds of pollution and pollutants in the air that originated from underground. Yeah, under that layer that we just 86’d to see what was a part of what and where and when.

^Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr ~ You Don’t Have To Be A Star 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

Did you ever have a lawn that you got to burn the dry grass in the late-winter/early-spring? I wonder if that heat creates like…a vacuous kind of action, and has a drawing-up and/or out kind of effect on the soil(s)?

Just thinking out loud.

Was watching a documentary on pre-Columbus America recently, and they were talking about the Native American peoples that used to burn the grasslands so that they would grow grasses and plants that attracted game. And they also talked about The Anasazi.

Anasazi

Ancestral Puebloans

Hey…if we ain’t talking people while talking all this other bullshit? Then what in the FUCK are we talking for? What are we even talking about?

^Andrea True Connection ~ More, More, More 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

We in-terra-upt this disruption for an important-ish messyage…

Amanuensis

Secretary

Minutes

Court Reporter

Stenotype

Real-Time Transcription

Broadcasting

T-Shirt

Jersey (Fabric)

Channel Islands

Bailiwick of Guernsey

Privy Council of the United Kingdom

Privy

Outhouse

Deadly

Lethality (Redirected from Deadliness)

I’ll stop right there, since someone recently put something on my radar regarding some dude that lived somewhere at some time, and said something at some point to the effect of…

“The dose makes the poison”

The Dose Makes The Poison

Roob is gonna have to edit this nonsense, and being that it’s my first in a while that we’ll do together…I’ll wrap it up.

^Röyksopp – Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^

How can my testicles/scrotum properly and accurately regulate temperature(s) and/or pressure(s), when my junk is all crammed together into an inefficiency apartment, and I’m required to sit all day or do repetitive motions all day or whatever? Makes me think about clothing(s) of all kinds.

I can see why women like wearing thongs so much, cause there ain’t much there. Not that I am willing to start wearing underwear again in a thong configuration. My junk is too tiny/I couldn’t make a thong work. I did wear bikini-briefs for a while. Can’t wear regular-briefs at all, and can’t wear boxers all the time. Boxer briefs were pretty awesome when they finally started making those, but even that gets irritating.

So yeah…erm…testicular and glandular issues/irregularities and hormonal issues. I mean sure, my penis is kinda small, but I need it, and it’s neighbors. I dunno why, but I do. I think all that shit has more than one function or something.

^Goldfrapp – Systemagic (Official Video)^

We back on good speaking terms?

K cool.

I gotta run.

^Vitalic – Poison Lips (TRUE FULL HD)^

Entoptic Phenomenon

Facsimile

Purkinje Images

Image Scanner

Eye Tracking (Redirected from Eye tracker)

DNA Microarray

Gaze-Contingency Paradigm

Biochip

Eye Movement

Bioterrorism

Saccade

Biological Warfare

Frontal Eye Fields

Customary International Law

Supplementary Eye Field

Jurist

Salience (Neuroscience)

Legal Profession

Perception

Jurisdiction (Area)

Illusion

Jurisdiction

Depth Perception

Authority

Subjective Constancy

Deity

Sensation (Psychology)

Incorporeality

Psychophysics

Action at a Distance

What I did there...do you see it?

X Marks The Spot.

K…I really gotta go now.

^CoLD SToRAGE – Cairodome^

cYa | cFa

^J. Cole – She Knows ft. Amber Coffman, Cults^

*******

*/furrows brow… Yeah, when Cade mentions junk, he’s not talking about food, Clicky…*

Have a pleasant evening, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Write On!

I hope you’re enjoying your Sunday, Dear Reader. Fortunately the world didn’t end yesterday, as predicted…

Thank fuck for that, ‘cos I have had a Harry story accepted for the Underdog Anthology III…

… And I still haven’t mutilated a poem for the Afterword yet…

Whilst I get on with doing that, feel free to dive into the latest missive, deep and inviting, from Cade the Okie Devil, below. Enjoy! 😀

*******

!!!Let's Doo Sum SnewZ!!!

I’ve decided to give Bing News a shot today…

…but I have a feeling…

…this might be a little…

…lopsided….

…assuming that Bing routes most of it’s shit through MSN.

^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

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Texas asks court to allow its ban on ‘sanctuary cities’

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Marilyn Manson: ‘Columbine Destroyed My Entire Career’

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Magnitude 5.7 earthquake hits off northern California -USGS

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North Korean leader Kim called Trump a what? A ‘dotard’

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What Does Mexico’s Earthquake Mean for California? A Caltech Seismologist Explains

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Elderly deaths: Call for generators in Florida nursing homes

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France threatens to skip 2018 Winter Olympics in South Korea over security concerns

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NASA SPACECRAFT OSIRIS-REX TO SLINGSHOT AROUND EARTH ON ITS WAY TO ASTEROID BENNU

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HOLLYWOOD ACTRESS TELLS ALL: “I FELT BLOATED, TIRED, AND UNHEALTHY… NOW I KNOW WHY”

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Death Wish Coffee recalls its Nitro Cold Brew over risk of deadly botulin toxin

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‘Game Plan to Survive.’ Teen Gets Locked in Cave for 60 Hours With No Cellphone Signal

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Now…I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking…

DUDE!!! I ALREADY READ ALL THAT SHIT!!!

Well I hadn’t.

Go fuck yourself.

^Three Dog Night – Never Been To Spain^

I saw an advertisement on that last story, that talked about “why doctors will no longer prescribe Metformin”…and the advertisement went on to say…that the ad…was selected…for me.

Q: What in the FUCK is Metformin, and why did it select me?

A: ?!?!?

The link to the story was 500 fucking miles long, so I skipped it, and just went and looked up Metformin on Google.

Metformin

I don’t have diabetes…type 2 or otherwise. WTF?!?!?

Polycystic Ovary Syndrome

Endocrine Disease

Obstructive Sleep Apnea

Epstein–Barr Virus

Dermatomyositis

Heliotrope (Color)

Heliotrope

Adaptive Immune System (Redirected from Adaptive immunity)

Passive Immunity-Naturally Acquired

Passive Immunity

Systemic Lupus Erythematosus

United States Bullion Depository

Viral Tegument

Is everything designed to kill us? Something is not adding up.

Yeah…it’s adding up…but to what?

For whom?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

A: According to the U.S. Mint, there are currently 147.3 million ounces of gold in Fort Knox, KY. At a current price of about $1,776 per ounce, this is worth 261.6 billion dollars.

147,300,000 ounces / 16 ounces = 9,206,250 pounds.

9,206,250 / 2,000 = 4,603.125 tons.

$261,600,000,000 dollars / 323,100,000 citizens = $809.66

I’d like mine in cash please. Hell, that ain’t even 1/2 an ounce of gold.

I knew I wasn't worth a fuck

…but damn…that’s some hardcore, cold-blooded shit right there.

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

Has the Federal Reserve Sold the Gold at Fort Knox?

This article says…that The U.S. Treasury actually has 8,134 tons in total. So I guess only about half of that is in Kentucky.

8,134 tons = 16,268,000 lbs = 260,288,000 ounces = $462,271,488,000 @ $1,776 per ounce.

$462,271,488,000 / 323,100,000 citizens = $1,430.74

Considering that the year that I made the most money – I made right at $120,000 that year – I paid over $40,000 in taxes, and averaged working about 70 hours per week…um…yeah.

I gotta regroup here.

^Frida – I Know There’s Something Going On (ABBA) (1982) HD 0815007^

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

Getting metaphysical

😐

I am dissapoint (sic)

j/k

I got a question about your view of “not being able to see time”…

Q: Would you know it, if you saw it?

To relate…let’s think about drag racing, since an interest in both time and trains should certainly be easily relatable to drag racing, from both the participant and spectator positions.

There was a video that I posted sometime back, that showed a guy getting a ride-along in a drag car. There was an in-car video camera, and at the end of the ride, the passenger commented…

“That seemed like a LOT longer time from inside the car!”

The drag car in question, was about an 11/12 second car. Meaning it took about 11/12 seconds to cover the 1/4 mile, which is 1,320 feet.

Find a clock that has a second hand…now watch it click off 11 seconds.

Keep in mind, that a drag car never stops accelerating.

So for the entire time, of that 11 seconds, you are going faster and faster, the whole time.

If you were traveling at the speed of light…186,282 miles per second…you just covered 2,048,882 miles.

BUT!!! What if…you started @ a relative “0-speed” and accelerated from 0 to 186,282 miles per second within that 11 seconds?

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

Q: What encountered you?

So yeah…spin. All kinds of spin and spins. I’m not trying to sell anyone on anything…just trying to describe what I see. I don’t think I’m alone in what I see…just…yeah…alone-ish or something.

😐

Anyway…what is really cool to me, relativistically…is when there is a proximate particle or mass, that appears to be not moving at all. Yet relative to some distant particle or mass…it may be moving at some fucking RIDICULOUS speeds.

Pert near Ludicrous Speed. 😛

Especially if those particles/masses are entangled.

Shit gets really funky from there.

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

For example, if two masses are entangled at great distance…they may swap places, and your never ever know it, save for a change in the mass that you are observing. You don’t actually know that it’s a different mass…you just know that a change has taken place.

We make assumptions that these actions/reactions are local or even localized…but that’s not always the case. By the time out new mass moves in, and replaces the old one, the new one may have been traveling at ridiculous speeds over great distances. The old one and new one, transfer energy/energies and momentum(s), and the old one hauls ass elsewhere.

Further…the old one may transfer it’s entanglement many times as it heads out wherever it is going. Like tumblers handshaking here and there and everywhere. Lots of parts, lots of methods, lots of mediums, lots of time. I dunno…I get jazzed when anyone talks about time. Keep it contextual, and everything else becomes possible.

Grains of sand, to eyes of needles.

^Gary Wright – Love Is Alive^

Where was I?

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

Prolly gonna go find some ice for my balls.

Fuckin’ Limeys.

^Climax Blues Band ~ Couldn’t Get It Right 1977 Disco Purrfection Version^

FBI Misses THIRD Deadline to Hand Over Subpoenaed Documents On Trump Dossier

What does this mean? I dunno. Go arrest the FBI. I guess they could just handcuff themselves and turn themselves in…but I wouldn’t count on that. Maybe pull their funding? Stop printing their paychecks and turn the electricity off in The J.Edgar Building…that might get someone’s attention. Or how about make the FBI go without toilet paper until they produce this shit.

lolz That sounds funny.

PRODUCE THIS SHIT…OR YA’LL GETS NO TP UNTIL YOU DOO!!!

^The Three Degrees – When will I see you again (Ruud’s Extended Mix)^

It occurs to me, that with all of this secrecy, we’ve been operating in a “Minority Report” kind of “Thought Police” kind of mode for a long time. This isn’t about every American having an FBI file irrespective of whether or not they’ve ever committed a crime. That I can quasi-sorta understand on some levels. This is about accountability via secrecy.

With secrecy, there is no accountability. How can there be? We’re not talking about privacy. Government like ours deserves none. I should be able to go to FBI.gov, and look up my own name, and see if I’m being investigated for anything. See if I’ve ever been investigated for anything. See if it’s ever been recommended that I be investigated for anything, on who’s recommendation, and why.

I should be able to look up how much money The FBI spent on coffee last month. How much they spent on sugar. How much they spent on drink cups and coffee stirrers. Who is requisitioning government planes instead of flying commercial. Does that sound good? I can think of some more stuff if you need suggestions. Just let me know.

So yeah…it’s not about this or that, it’s about this and that, and everything else. I thought that’s what accountability was\is?

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

I guess one could argue that my thoughts on particle and mass motion could be summed up to slight of hand. But…what about preservation of mass? Preservation of energy? Preservation of energy? If you don’t have the balls to countermand your own bullshit, it’s prolly why you aren’t getting anywhere. Hey asshat(s)…I’m on your team.

Ain't I?

^Orleans – Still The One (with lyrics)^

Ah HA!!! A question via The Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

Cade: Didn’t see this one coming. Are we talking local, less-local, or non-local? Because you have to consider them all. If we thing of a string as being the current method of binding of some particular particles…which part of the string are you seeing? How would you know? When the energy and energies run out…welp…what about less bound strings?

If you disconnect your machines, or turn them off, or stop the process that was further intermingled with the goings on…why wouldn’t shit stop? I mean…we are talking about operating within time and times here. Are you really willing to go the distance? What if you only get one chance to “tap” an infinite power source, but that source is more like Morse code, and there is a thousand years that will transpire until the next dah or dit?

Yes…I’m suggesting that “tapping” or “harnessing” ANYTHING…can, and will, have consequences. Why wouldn’t it? Just because something is local…you think it’s ours? What…are you drowning and there’s a life-ring nearby…hence…it’s yours? I don’t think things work like that. Certainly not always. We need more information.

Sound familiar?

It should.

^Firefall – Strange Way^

Lactic Acidosis

Biguanide

Galega Officinalis

Coleophora

Coleophora Lusciniaepennella

Wingspan

Gridiron Football

Man…I went from Diabetes to Flowers to Moths to Football in like…nothing flat. Must be football season or some such. Yesterday was the first day of Fall… so…yeah…foosball!!!

Mama Boucher: Foos-ball? Buncha overgrown monsters man-handlin’ each other… ‘Member when dat man wanted you to play foos-ball, Bobby?

Movie = The Waterboy

^Waterboy-I like them too^

It don’t hurt none, to talk about whatever in the fuck I want, do it? I never would have considering yapping about anything at all till just a coupla years ago. Too much pride I guess. Too afraid to be wrong, and even more afraid of being right.

That's no way to live...is it?

^David Holmes – I Heard Wonders^

I’ve had to get a lot of shit out of my system over at my own blog lately. I guess mainly because I can freewheel a shade more in a single direction, and spend more time doing it. When I sit down to write these things here? The objective is to move as rapidly as possible, and cover as much ground as possible. Not really, but my objective is to spend as little time as possible between A and B, and I’ve no idea what that is going to be.

Like tonight/this morning? I really didn’t have much in my head at all. Nothing that I really wanted to write about. I’ve got some other writing that I want to do, but nothing is currently coming to mind. It’s difficult to write a story that you’ve already completed in your head. Not that I’ve ever tried to write like this before or anything…but God bless her…someone has prodded me along in a very clever way over the last coupla days, and I’m thankful for that. But I guess I gotta go the rest of the way now.

Now...what's that bit about announcing your plans and hearing/watching God laugh?

^Knife Party – ‘Sleaze’^

Christmas is just around the corner I guess. I wonder when everything will go on sale? And since when is everything on sale? There’s something vague booping around in this empty head of mine, and has been for a few days. Ever since I saw mention of slavery somewhere along the line, and these Anunnaki fucks keeps bopping in and out of my noggin’.

But yeah...

Being off-balance helps me think. But this shit ain’t like that. To say that it was this kind of thought or that kind of thought, meaning good or bad, would be…kinda…on track…but not really. It’s not really like that. I’m not sure that a judgement call could be made like that with respect to “aliens” or “extra-terrestrials”…mainly because of us.

We are SOOOOooo fucking convinced, that anyone who shows up, is just here to take shit away from us. Welp, who the FUCK owns the shit now? At best, I’ve apparently got a $1,500 stake in the country in which I live, and THAT’S assuming that the other 323.1 million fucks that live here are feeling generous, and willing to let me sell my 1oz stake of gold that is sitting somewhere where I can’t get to it. I didn’t dig that shit up. Where’d it come from?

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

What’s it like to get old? Let’s see.

Fact Sheet: Aging in the United States

Who…in the fuck…is PRB?

Population Reference Bureau

Oh. Anyway…

“The number of Americans ages 65 and older is projected to more than double from 46 million today to over 98 million by 2060, and the 65-and-older age group’s share of the total population will rise to nearly 24 percent from 15 percent.”

So…there’s 46 million peeps over 65 in The USA.

$462,271,488,000 / 46,000,000 = $10,049.38.

Here’s your paycheck…go play golf.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

Considering that the retirement age is now 70, and these PRB fucks say that the number of old farts is gonna almost double by 2060…wait…

WHAT?!?!?!?!? 20-fucking-60?!?!?!?

I’ll be 92 fucking years old in 2060. You really think that anyone, who is 27 years old right now, will give a flying fuck about some 92 year-old asshole in 2060?

Yeah…someone who is 27 years old right now, will be eligible to retire in 2060. What about some young punk that was born today? Yeah…today…as in…September 23rd of 2017…they’ll be 43 in 2060. You think that they will give two fucks about two old fucks aged 92 and 70?

Nope.

They’ll be driving flying sportscars, chasing skirts, and writing child-support/alimony checks in the midst of their mid-life crisis, all while battling Hepatitis L.

Meh…I’ll prolly be on Mars and/or The Moon/Luna by 2060. Maybe even Jupiter or Saturn. The mail is prolly slow getting out that way…so you can keep the Social Security checks.

^Todd Rundgren – Hello It’s Me (1972)^

Damn…it’s 03:05…I could use a hug.

<huggles>

^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

Human Leukocyte Antigen

Lots of tics and tocs and dahs and dits and beeps and boops to be seen at these levels.

Christian Laying On Of Hands

Don’t need anyone? Good for you. What about those that do? What about those that don’t, and then they do? I dunno either.

Event driven time.

Event driven times.

What kinds?

All kinds.

What cha got in minds?

We got all kinds of fine finds for you to finds.

Hop on in on of the lines.

Sees what you can sees, and finds what you can finds.

Your answers are your own.

^Robbie Dupree: Steal away^

I just remembered that my driver’s license expires in two months.

Yeesh…I’ll have no “valid I.D.” while cruising the motherland. Or fatherland. Or homeland. Or whatever in the fuck it my comrades call it.

A paranoid bunch we are.

We prolly need some secret organizations to keep us safe.

Let’s form some.

We need a manifesto first tho.

I quit.

^Earth, Wind & Fire – September^

I don’t have anything against beliefs and traditions and shit like that. Cept the ones that tell me what a piece of shit I am. Or the ones that tell me how fucking great I am.

Too confusing.

I dunno…I’ll figure it out. But I did address some pomp and circumstance kinds of things over at my own blog earlier this evening. If I need a pound of Wolfsbane, a goats right testicle, and a pure copper talisman in the shape of two figure 8’s bound by three stars and a zero? Where in the fuck am I supposed to get that shit? I gots no monies, and this shit don’t grow on trees ya know.

I don’t mind going without. I appreciate the suggestion, but I’d bet that goat needs his balls more than I need protection from whatever it is that’s hounding me. You think they’ll bargain? Maybe say…two used golf-balls in place of the goat’s ball? Time and a place for everything? Just being nice and trying to do the right thing(s) in my own life isn’t enough? What about over time? Over times?

Yeah…I forgot…works count for nothing. Everyone take 5. Smoke em’ if ya got em’.

😛

^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

For Bubba.

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYa | cFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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*/daydreaming… Hmm… I hope so too, Clicky…*

*What?*

*Alright! I’m dooing it… /rolls eyes…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Shamble On!

To recap, Dear Reader – First was the preamble, followed by some ambling, so now we come to the final part of this ramble shamble of a missive mission…

*There you are Clicky! Good, hear for the heavy lifting? …/pats snout… Join you in a bit, just gonna smoke this first…/lights up…*

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Cade impresses Roob with his gif

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Cade continues 1

After Eight

Sucrose

Saccharose

Butterfat

Fipronil

2017 Fipronil Eggs Contamination

GABA Receptor

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Cade and Roob discuss the gif

Cade adds a wiki wall

Glutamate-gated Chloride Channels

MECHANISM OF ACTION

Glutamate-gated Chloride Receptors

Penicillin-binding Proteins

Glutamate (Neurotransmitter)

Neurotoxin

Myopathy

Tetany

Monosodium Glutamate

Wood Preservation

Chromated Copper Arsenate

Shielding Gas

Shield (Disambiguation)

Radiation

Malaria

Zika (Disambiguation)

Iodine

Iodised Salt

Iodine (Medical Use) (Redirected from Iodized oil)

The bottom of Cades wiki wall

Cade and Roob end Missive Mission Experiment

This stops here...because it does.

cYa | cFa

^Boards of Canada – An Eagle In Your Mind^

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*/looks up… Good show, Clicky! …/drags… I’ve gotta get on and write my Anthology III story now… /stubs fag… Don’t wanna be late…*

Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song ❤

Missive From ‘Merica: Head, Shoulders, Needs… Who Knows shrugs

My sister Juju is visiting family in California at present, Dear Reader. I’ve enjoyed seeing the numerous photographs of her trip posted on her Arse-about-FaceBook page. Yesterday she sent a couple just for me…

Fortunately, this has made writing the header and footer for Cade’s newest missive, below, a little easier as it contains a ‘wall’ or two to scale…

… Not to mention a couple of ‘Safety’ links…

… Enjoy and see you at the bottom 😉

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The day…that no one has been looking forward to…HAS ARRIVED!!!

Congratulations.

You’ve graduated.

Collect your diploma at the end of the line.

And don’t come back.

Move along as expediently as possible please.

^BAD – U2^

I should prolly be writing something else, but we’ll just have to settle for this. The hot water is currently turned off, and I don’t dare turn it on. Plus, I don’t shower regularly anyway, so we’re good. You can’t smell me, and never will have to. That does get me to thinking about water and showers and baths tho.

Q: What’s the first thing you do when you get out of a bath or shower?

A: ?¿?

Don’t ask me…I dunno the answer. We’ve not showered or taken a bath together lately, and the way things are going, we won’t be any time soon. So…I guess I’ll have to go out on a limb here, and make a guess that the first thing that most people do…is get dressed.

^Taratating-Taratatong (Tarata-Ting, Tarata-Tong)^

Dry

Audio Signal Processing-Techniques

Dryness (Medical)

Sjögren Syndrome

Dehydration

Free Water Clearance

Ringer’s Lactate Solution (Redirected from Lactated ringer)

Pepsin A (Redirected from Lactated pepsin)

Hydrophobe (Redirected from Hydrophobic)

Lipophilicity (Redirected from Lipophilic)

Dryness (Taste)

Amylase

Glycoside Hydrolase

Hemicellulose

Arabinoxylan

Dietary Fiber

Hemispherical Combustion Chamber

Starch

Glycogen

Adipose Tissue

Resistin

Insulin Resistance

Drought

Dryer

Hair Dryer

Clothes Dryer

Lint

Fuzz

Now…you are prolly asking yourself…

Dude, what are you thinking here?

Welp, what I am wondering is…

Q: Is there anything I cannot learn?

A: ???

Q: Is there anything that I cannot teach myself?

A: ¿¿¿

^The Windmills of Your Mind – Noel Harrison^

No…this AIN’T gonna be all “wavy walls”, you fucking uppity…fucks. Just…

chill or something.

Moisture

Static

Static Electricity

Triboelectric Effect

Contact Electrification

Crystal Radio

Radio Soulwax

Electric Potential

Lorentz Transformation

Spacetime-Spacetime Interval

Interval

Interval (Music)

Copamatic

Copa

Matic

Mater

COPA

COPA (Gene)

Coatomer

Nuclear Membrane (Redirected from Perinuclear space)

Level of Measurement

Between

Inbetweening

Scale

Scaling

Scalar

Scalar Field Theory

Conduction Aphasia

Conduction

I’m just thinking proportionally here, and wondering just how much of something that it takes, to create something else. This’ll wander, this thought of mine, so let’s skip on down to the next paragraph, eh?

^Jacqueline Taieb – 7 heure du matin (01)^

I’m curious about a particular batch of, say…Head & Shoulder dandruff shampoo. Let’s say, we’re gonna cook up an average batch of normal ol’ plain ol’ Head & Shoulders shampoo for processing and bottling to be shipped out for sale…

Q: How much Selenium is used in a normal run?

A: Does this question assume too much? Do I assume that there is Selenium in every batch? Does the company that makes Head & Shoulders shampoo(s) even USE Selenium in their products? What in the fuck IS Selenium anyway?

Selenium

Let’s go see what’s in Head & Shoulders shampoo(s)…

Hmmm….no Selenium. Lotta questions in there about allergies tho.

Meh...fuckit. Let's upgrade!!!

Selsun Blue

So…as I was saying…I wonder how much Selenium is used to knock up a batch of Selsun Blue shampoo?

😛

^Dan Reeder – Maybe^

Now that containment has been achieved-ish, and containment is contained…let’s think a shade or two about bitterness.

If one single “mutated” cell can potentially cause cancer and/or potentially kill, what is the basis for the timeline(s) that we are working with here? I’m just thinking, that all I see is one huge gap. A void. Nothing. You cannot cure something that does not exist.

So operating under the mentality that “welp, you gotta die of something, but it damn sure ain’t gonna be lung cancer” is fine for you and you alone. Too much “I want my children to grow up in a world that…”…that what? Takes a shit in my yard so that yours can be clean?

What am I rambling about here?

I’m not rambling about a what…I’m rambling about a who. And that who is someone named Anna Raccoon. Don’t ask me why I’m thinking about AR…but I am.

^Fallout 3 Soundtrack Civilization (Bingo Bango Bongo)^

What in the FUCK...is a "bellend"?

Bellend

Bellen

Bell End

Glans Penis (Redirected from Bellend)

Oh.

Mystery = SOLVED! ….!

Something is missing.

^Jimmy Soul – Get an ugly girl to marry you^

Is everything based-based? Lotta the usual clamboring(sic) about love affairs with youth and/or the battle between youth and old age. But it occurs to me that bases are the basis for virtually everything I read about. Even when I am just skimming Tweets here and there, everyone seems to be seeking bases and basis for them.

I don’t blame people for wanting to get involved in this or that. Maybe its just a realization that you were always participating…just…you’ve been doing your own thing or something. Maybe you’ve “been involved” in the more visible channels for a long time, and think that I owe you something for that. Maybe I do. But I don’t remember you asking for my permission to do whatever it is that you’ve been doing. So I guess I would contend that you’ve been doing your own thing all along, and it’s got absolutely fuckall to do with me.

Till now anyway.

^Zack Hemsey – “Waiting Between Worlds (Instrumental)”^

UL (Safety Organization)

Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t NASA the only government agency within and of The United States/US Government that actually does something? Like…something productive?

I mean, I can think of like The FAA since they like do some actual stuff with air traffic controllers and the flight navigation infrastructure and stuff, but that’s still kinda vague. And I guess where my head/bellend is heading to, is automation.

So yeah...robotics too.

It’s not that I fear robots, robotics and automation for myself and others, because there’s also some considerations to give the robots themselves. And this is less about the parenting angle, which is important, but currently thinking more about the care level and levels. Do you mind?

^Shaving Cream Song^

On a related topic, I think I just discovered the reason that my arms hurt all the time, and why it is painful for someone to touch my arms. I would elaborate, but I can’t. Sorry.

😦

^sea shanties – spanish ladies^

Most of the music in this here particular whatever, is brought to you buy…

"Unusual Music Playlist"

…by some fucking random-assed YouTube person.

Thanks for the music random-assed YouTube person!!!

❤

^Johnny Collins – Leave Her Johnny (sea chantey)^

If you spend all yout time working on the mechanics and the animation(s) of the mecha, what does that leave for the individual? If you are trying to replace you, with a better you, I can only assume that you not only must not like yourself very much…but you given up hope on yourself and are punting the responsibility for change and changes and changing…elsewhere. Not saying you need to “do it the old fashioned way” by fucking up offspring of your own, but I do wonder about the “self-hypnosis” aspect of believing in things that are not there.

That’ll bring us nicely back to cancer and mutation and shit like that. Because do you really want some robot creation that has a 5,000 year battery pack to be sitting around lamenting the death of it’s creator? What else is it gonna do? All you gave it was a fuckton of time, and nothing to do with it. Even if you gave it an agenda something akin to Wall-E’s task…at some point…they are gonna finish that/those tasks.

Ever consider what would happen if one of these machines tendered its resignation?

Does that matter to you?

^dan reeder havana burning^

Fine line between possible and impossible has just reared it’s head. If everything is possible within technology, science, robotics and the like…how do you explain “the impossible” to your creation?

It's IMPOSSIBLE for a machine/robot to harm a human being...so says its programming.

Yet it’s the dream of conquering “the impossible” that made you machine possible in the first place. And this isn’t about dreams nor dreaming dreams as much as it is the tangible intangibility of possibility.

Your “self” went into this creation. Lots of thoughts and thinking have been done over the past 4/5 decades as to many paradoxes and paradigms with respect to robotics. Do you love your creation? Do you take it out for beer and darts night…and not just to impress the ladies or men so you can get laid? Do you read it bedtime stories? Does your machine have ANY…concept at all…as to the construct known as time? Do you? What about…life?

^Baz Luhrmann – Everybody’s Free To Wear Sunscreen^

Tinkering with tiny seems to have a lot of responsibility. Maybe that’s why you are tinkering there. You think no one will see you. Think you won’t get caught. That means you are relying on death to save you in the event something goes wrong. All kinds of ways that death can save your ass, eh?

Better be sure.

Food for thought.

^Henry Burr – My Old Kentucky Home 1909 Peerless Quartette^

Was just thinking about the concept of…erm…let’s say, “ways, means and methods of summoning death.” And I’m only thinking of this, because I’m thinking about “death” being a “solution” to anything.

To relate…if you wanna spend some time cruising facts and figures about the number of animals killed in WWI, WWII, and Vietnam? You might be surprised and even staggered. But what I am thinking about here…is “death” coming up to have a look-see as to why in the FUCK there is so much killing going on certain areas, why there is so much dying in others, and even why certain areas seem to be…void.

Q: What if “death” had to recruit?

A: ???

Yeah…this is gonna be a toughie to explain, seeing as we tend to think of death as something that happens, done, over, finito, that’s it, end of story. But that’s not the case…is it? To relate…let’s hop on down a space…eh?

^Winona Ryder . Jump In The Line . Shake Senora . BeetleJuice 1988 Harry Harold George Belafonte Jr^

When I was younger, I used to have my own landscaping business of sorts. Mowing, edging, weed trimming, making flowerbeds and flower gardens…oh…and I cut down trees. It always hurt me to cut down trees. I always likened it to punching some old person in the face. Easy prey. But, it paid well, it was dangerous, I worked alone, I charged about 1/50th of what “the professionals” charged, and I was not afraid to tackle the bigger trees.

Granted, I had to go out and survey the tree itself to see if I could actually do it since most trees are close to houses, fences, power and telephone lines, etc.. But a single chainsaw, several hand saws, and a big-assed rope allowed me to do virtually everything by myself. I had a girl on my mind. She was on the other side of the planet. And goddamnit…I had to get there. So…trees were my money maker.

^SCOTLAND THE BRAVE ~ PIPES & DRUMS ~ ( HD )^

Mud-er and Fod-er.

Mudder and Fodder.

Mutter and Fatter.

FOD

Foreign Object Damage

Mud

Slurry

Slurry Wall

Groundwater

Slurry Ice

Shell and Tube Heat Exchanger

Surface Condenser

Eddy (Fluid Dynamics)

Bell Mouth

Streamline

Streamlines, Streaklines, and Pathlines

Mother

Father

Fat Mud.

Prolly why there is more than one title for parents and elders.

^Allan Sherman – Hello Muddah Hello Faddah (1963)^

That does get me to thinking about states a bit more. Trying to prevent something from happening, that is going to happen anyway.

“The inlet end of each tube is also bellmouthed for streamlined entry of water. This is to avoid eddies at the inlet of each tube giving rise to erosion, and to reduce flow friction.”

That’s from the Surface Condenser page. Like grabbing a snake and expecting it to bow to your will/do what you tell it to do. You do this…it does that. Sound rudimentary? Elementary? Bush league? Sophomoric? Any other derogatory terms we can pile on here “to keep me in my place”?

^The BOBCATS ” Big Noise From Winnetka ” !!!^

Tis now Sunday @ 12:31, and some mysterious person just now sent me a dark and cryptic link, via a dark and cryptic pathway, that is hidden in the darkest of darkened paths.

Shhh...this shit is all covert and dark...don't tell anyone...k?

Mind The Chemtrails: US Air Force Dispatches Sprayer Aircraft In Response To Harvey

OK…so…Harvey is back-ish in the news. I guess I coulda punned there and said “brackish in the news”…but that would make too much sense-ish sorta kinda. Anyway…um…it appears mosquitoes are a problem. Or they may be. Or they might be.

CARPETBOMBING!!!

Step 1: SHOW CAN

Step 2: AWE/AWW\AWE

Prolly some death going on there.

So yeah…targeting mosquitoes, eh?

I wonder what else lives there.

Anything? Anyone? Lotsa ones?

Meh fuckit. Burn it all.

^Trio Mandili – Apareka (The CD-album is available on http://triomandili.com/en/#buy)^

Ian Malcolm: John, the kind of control you’re attempting simply is… it’s not possible. If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it’s that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh… well, there it is.

John Hammond: There it is.

Henry Wu: You’re implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will… breed?

Ian Malcolm: No. I’m, I’m simply saying that life, uh… finds a way.

Movie = Jurassic Park

What if…erm…”death were able to find a way”?

I guess if that were the case…”away” would be a good thing, eh?

Prolly ain’t an away that is far enough away at that point.

Anchors aweigh might be a good idea.

Just sayin'.

^Martin Segundo – When twilight falls on NGC 891 aka James Clarke – Spring Bossa / Dark Star theme HQ^

I was listening to the song below, and it got me to thinking about the music and musics that my parents grew up listening to. I don’t think they were much into music like this, but I was. When I was younger, and got my first transistor radio, I’d tune into the “easy listening” channel at night that broadcast from Reunion Tower here in Dallas.

Reunion Tower

KRLD-FM (Redirected from KOAX-FM)

“K…O…A…X….KOAX! Relaxing music…broadcasting, from hi-atop…Reunion Tower.”

Or something like that…that was their plug-line or whatever, but I always liked when they said that, and I would mimick it often. Then again, I had a lot of speech difficulties, so I grabbed onto and mimicked those things that were very clear to me. I was honestly baffled and bedazzled by people who spoke well. Prolly my attraction to those with accents of all kinds, up to, and including, those who did not speak very well at all. But the people that spoke well and spoke clearly? I always wondered how in the FUCK they did that.

Sgt. Donny Donowitz: [Aldo is carving a swastika into Private Butz’s forehead] You know, Lieutenant, you’re getting pretty good at that.

Lt. Aldo Raine: You know how you get to Carnegie Hall, don’t ya? Practice.

Movie = Inglorious Bastards

^James Clarke – Girl On The Beach (1969)^

Westinghouse Broadcasting

Water Stagnation (Redirected from Stagnant (water))

Stagnation

Air Stagnation

Jesus…ain’t much there with respect to “air stagnation” is there? I wonder why that is? Anyway, that does get me to thinking a bit about frogs. When I was out west for a bit, there were frogs everywhere. That’s ironic to me considering that frogs are all but void here. You NEVER fucking see frogs around here, they used to be found everywhere around here, but no more. That gets me to thinking about? Yep…you guessed it…ROADKILL!!!

Roadkill

Q: What happens to all of that blood that is drained out of dead bodies during the embalming process?

A: ???

Road Traffic Safety

Botts’ Dots

Just wondering what happens when “clean”…itself…becomes the new stagnation.

^P. Lewis – patterns^

If there is a plan, to keep something from happening, all you need to do, is read that plan, and from there, you can figure out how to make that whatever that you want to have happen…happen…based on this plan of how to make it not happen.

So…you now can see the potential for disaster using this logic since someone else may have anticipated these “weak spots”…and may have even intentionally created them and/or left them there.

So now, you are wondering if its a trap.

Well…of course it is. How many traps need to be set for you to see that it is a trap? All kinds of ways to funnel and filter and channel your selected prey into your trap and traps. Death still remains our ally in this regard, because death will also take care of those hapless and clueless wanderers that bumble into these traps.

I mean…we’re after a specific prey here…right? Just wondering how many traps you set, and how many innocents have to pay, before there is nothing left but you and your prey.

^Philippe Feret – neige sur la vallee^

Meh...it's not my business. What do I care?

^DENISE REIS – THE TRUMPET WOMAN^

Talked to whatshername, and have decided to hang for at least another week. There have been some other recently recent developments that developed on the same day the plumbers came, which was Friday. Ain’t gonna divulge what it is…but it damn sure ain’t good. Like a kick to the face when you are already down and out…and when you finally wake up all bloodied and battered…you realize, you are also covered in piss.

How sweet.

But yeah…I ain’t happy.

^Dominique Guiot – rest^

Not much that I can really do, but I figure that being here to do whatever I can, can’t hurt. Kids are starting school tomorrow, and she had already taken the day off. I didn’t know that until Friday, but I know now. My daughter is a senior, youngest son a freshman. My…how times fly.

^Dominique Guiot – L’univers De La Mer – (1978) – [France]^

I guess there is a rise and fall or ebb and flow to everything…but does that really give you any bearing as to what is happening where and when?

Quite the basis for base and bases...eh?

Just thinking here…that if you are looking for, to, and through…dreams, yep…you are looking for the soul. Would you know what one looked like when you saw it? I mean, obviously not…you’ve got one right in fucking front of you, in it’s complete totality, and yet you want to see more.

Think 1’s and 0’s here, and that’ll prolly help as to when and why “the soul” cannot be seen.

Especially in those cases, when the soul you are seeing, yep…actually a reflection of your own soul, and you aren’t seeing someone else’s soul.

Food for thought there, and especially those familiar with Narcissus.

^E=MC² (Francia, 1976) de Teddy Lasry^

cYa | cFa

^Mac Davis – It’s Hard To Be Humble (1980)^

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*Here already, Clicky? …/squints… With the Song?*

*Good Clicky… /pats snout…*

Roo, Roob, Roobee… Rats!

*Good afternoon, Clicky… /pats snout… You’ve got the enormous chair out… /lights up… Good call!*

*Ooh chocolate! Thank you… /breaks off piece…*

From my last post, Dear Reader, you will have gleaned that, just like Indiana Jones, I named myself after a dog. I have very fond memories of watching that dog as a child, and again with the boys as babes. We still have stickers up…

*How Thoughtful Man allowed the scary clown to remain, Clicky, I’ll never know… /He’s scared of clowns…*

Over the years I have been online…

*/:O … Has it only been 5 years? Wow, feels longer… /smokes fag…*

… as Roobeedoo2, others have addressed me by shortening my chosen name to Roobee, Roob, RBD2…

*Roobot… /smirks… I met one this week…*

*Yeah, I know… Pepper…*

*Ha! I mentioned Stephen King’s ‘It’ in comments… /sticks out tongue…

*The film opens tonight and apparently the people going will be dressing up as clowns… /grimaces… Thoughtful Man’s working tonight – he’s gonna shit himself! … /drags… Enough of that, Clicky, I want to get onto the rats…*

So, one of the shamble lenses that I use, synchromystically speaking, is my name. I turn my handle… I suppose in this way, I’m a handler…

*/:D… Nice catch! …stubs butt…*

Well today, Dear Reader, I read a story of horror in the news…

And how is the name of the rat town pronounced?

*/lights up… That’s right Click… /inhales smoke… Roobee everywear… /exhales…*

Now, if you have read, ‘Anatomy of a Hat Trick‘ yet, and watched ‘The Fedora Chronicles’ contained within it, you may have picked up some common or garden syncs. I told Cade about them at the time…

Herbert Johnson was the maker of Indie’s hat…

*And I guess ‘FoG’ could be Friends of Georgie? … /rolls eyes…*

*/puffs… Don’t worry, Clicky, if I remember rightly, the rats didn’t so much float as get a bit singed…*

*A Song already? …/deep drag…*

*Oh I see… /finishes fag… Well I suppose this Library outing is quite long enough…*

Dear Reader, I could go on, like, oh I dunno… how I hate Nazis, but I’ll end this post hear… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Never Brainz Butt It Pores…

I saw a newspaper story yesterday, Dear Reader. I meant to mention it to Cade, but I forgot…

They might look like props from a low-budget horror film, but these mysterious slimy brain-like blobs are in fact colonies of hundreds of tiny creatures.

The pond-dwelling jellies were recently spotted for the first time in Stanley Park in Vancouver, Canada, when they were exposed by low water levels.

The creatures, known as bryozoans, have been around for hundreds of millions of years, long before the first dinosaurs walked the Earth.

And now, it appears, they are spreading – but scientists are unsure why.

Fortunately, he’s sent through a missive, set out below…

*No it doesn’t, Clicky…*

*Yeah, okay, there are some of those… *

*******

Considering the singular nature of all this duality crap is giving me a headache. Anyone got any Tylenol?

Maybe some Ibuprofen?

Although, Ibuprofen will tear the shit out of my stomach. But my headache will be gone.

 That's fucked up.

That said, I wonder if there is any tugging or pulling going on there? I mean like, because of whatever is in that Ibuprofen. It’s got aspirin in it. Aspirin comes from trees. Trees have this springy tuggy kind of action to them. But let’s talk about Tanin. Or Tannin. Then I can bring up “vit D” whatever in the fuck that is, cause someone mentioned it somewhere recently.

😀

^UMEK – Stealth Your Past (Original Mix) [Tronic]^

I skipped the obvious shit, and looked for something arcane or unrelated, and I found this…

Osteopenia Dx for vit D labs

That led me on one of my wild goose chases, in search of rabbits…wasscally or otherwise…

Osteopenia

“Osteopenia occurs more frequently in participants in non-weight-bearing sports like bicycling or swimming than in participants in weight-bearing sports like powerlifting and running, since bone-loading exercise tends to protect or possibly increase bone mineral density.”

Hmmm...

Get yo fat ass off the bike or outta the pool, and lift some weights you worthless scumbag!

Disordered Eating

Gonna pass on that meal (no pun intended).

Dual-Energy X-ray Absorptiometry

Gonna pass on that deal. But that does get me to thinking a bit about…erm…results. Most medical doctors that I’ve encountered are a shade…conservative.

Unless you are are bleeding out of your eyes, and the doctor is able to jam some cotton-balls in there to stem the bleeding…your particular diagnosis may take some time. Sure, sometimes doctors can nail something right off the bat, and treat it with ease. But do these situations tend to make us feel at ease? Or uneasy? We went in for some trite but unusual situation, and we expected the doctor to diagnose us with full-body cancer and give us less than 24 hours to live.

Yet with the unknowns, we’ll endure barrage after barrage of tests and testing just to put our mind at ease. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I kinda do, but let’s let this one sit for a while, and let’s think on it.

Is that good for you?

^deadmau5 & Wolfgang Gartner – Animal Rights^

Cade: Dad, why are fathers called fathers?

Dad: Because we’ve been father in life than our children.

Cade: Ah. Makes sense.

Dad: It does?

Cade: Yes. But I’ll never have kids.

Dad: Why is that?

Cade: Because you said that I’m too much of a screwup to ever have anyone interested in marrying me.

Dad: You don’t have to me married to have children.

Cade: You don’t?

Dad: Nope.

Cade: Hmmmmm

^Frost – Relocate^

It’s September 1st.

It’s 2017.

It’s 16:33.

Nice sky outside.

It's deep.

^No Mana – What’s Your Wifi^

Been thinking a lot about blood lately, and it’s color. Not red…yellow. Melanin has been bouncing around again here and there lately, and as it would happen, it came up in conversation. That got me to thinking about moles. But that’s not where the conversation went.

What I started thinking about, was energy and energies in the more “scientific” senses or definitions. If there is more than one way in, there are more than one ways out. And with respect to melanin, I got to thinking about some thoughts I’ve had with respect to uranium being a “kicker” of sorts for life. If we follow the trail, everything is going to show up on life’s radar at some point. But where that led me, was to this “source” and “matrix” kinds of thinking.

That led me to moles. I personally have one, and I only have one. There’s going to be more to it than that. Spin without direction, contextually, isn’t going to help us. Not as long as we are looking, and certainly not where we are looking, nor how we are looking.

^The Prototypes – Pale Blue Dot^

That has me thinking a bit about listening. But let’s go somewhere else where we can think…k?

We’re gonna have to talk about nerves at some point, and currently, I’m getting on my own nerves.

^Kalki – Varanasi (Official Music Video)^

Lessee what I can talk about today. Other than myself of course.

Got to see some awesome contrails late last evening. Was gonna make a video and/or take some pictures, but it was too dark and would not have come out. LOADS of moisture in the air, even tho there were no clouds, and as a result, loads of contrails to the west.

D/FW airport has a VOR, and as a result, lots of airways crisscross right over the top of D/FW Airport. There were some cool ones and big ones last night (contrails, that is)…but there was one in particular as I was watching that had a wicked 90° hook in it, where the aircraft had come in from the southeast, and turned almost directly west after crossing over the airport. Hence, I went and grabbed my camera to make a video. The hook really stood out amongst all of the other contrails that were lingering, as these were almost all “more straight” lines crisscrossing each other.

VHF Omnidirectional Range

Instrument Landing System Localizer (Redirected from Localizer)

Instrument Landing System Localizer (Redirected from Glideslope)

X Marks The Spot.

^deadmau5 & Feed Me @ BBC Radio 1 Residency (06 JULY 2017) [PART 7]^

The other day, I was out taking some pictures of the post-Harvey sky, because the clouds were simply too beautiful not to share. As I wandered out into the front yard, and while tinkering with my camera…I hear…

Neighbor: Hi!

Cade: Well hello there!

Neighbor: What are you doing?

Cade: I’m just taking some pictures of this beautiful sky. Stunning isn’t it?

Neighbor: Wow…that is pretty. Ya know…I’ve been out running for an hour now, and I just realized I’ve not looked up even once.

Cade: Welp…you outta look up every once in a while. Never know what you might see. 😉

Neighbor: I guess so.

Cade: Welp…I’m gonna grab some pics real quick before these clouds go away. Nice talking to ya. 🙂

Neighbor: OK…bye.

She lives two doors down, and is a teacher. I’ve only talked to her once before, but she’s really nice, and has engaged me in conversation both times I’ve talked with her. She’s got three sons that are about the same age as my three children, is divorced, and her boyfriend sorta lives with her. Never spoke with him and only seen him a coupla times. Prolly a nice guy tho. Her kids are nice, she’s nice, so I assume he is also nice. That gets me to thinking tho.

X Marks The Spot.

^OCULA – Ingrained^

Do we really want to know our neighbors? Or is that too much of a risky investment that prolly will go sour at some point? Or do we just want to tell them what they can and can’t do? This IS…our kingdom, afterall. Anything that encroaches upon, or may encroach upon, our kingdom, must be stopped…and it must be stopped now. So…

sorry

…ain’t gonna finish that thought. My stomach just knotted up at traveling that pathway. Tired of punching…tired of being punched…tired of undenting dents.

Q: Is a fender on a car dented prior to an accident?

A: Food for thought.

P.S. – Your neightbor may not want to know you (dessert for thought).

^Kayve – Cervos^

Yesterday…I wandered out front to check the weather and dig in the rocks in the driveway…when suddenly…a car appeared in the street…driving my way…I recognized it…waved…and it pulled up in front of the house…and stopped in the street. So…I walked out that way, and the window on the passenger-side started to drop…

Cade: Well hello there.

X Mom-N-Law: Hi!

Cade: How are you?

X Mom-N-Law: I’m fine how are you?

Cade: Not bad. How was Oregon and/or South Dakota?

X Mom-N-Law: …

I’m gonna stop the convo there, because it’s private. Just glad she is home safely.

I did learn that my ex-aunt-law, is not doing so well, which made me sad, and it makes me sad to think of it now. I also learned, that her husband is retired…I did not know this. He was a Sunflower and Soybean farmer, and also owns like a 2,000/3,000 acre hunting ranch up there that one of their daughters run. I think it’s mostly Pheasant. I dunno…I guess he either sold most of his land, or pays someone to work his lands, or sub-lets it and someone else works it or something. Anyway…it was nice to talk to my x-mo-n-la.

^No Mana – Slow Motion^

Q: Why is space black?

A: !!!

No light? Hmmm….

Q: What happens when you take every color there is, and mix them together?

A: Black.

I was talking to someone yesterday, and the topic of prisms came up. As we talked, “my” equation was buzzing around in my head, as was Pi. Namely…Sopi…something that I had thought of just recently. It’s gotten me to thinking about how Pi is less about circles, other shapes and even math, than it is about motion. What am I getting at here?

Calculation.

This is prolly gonna be a sticky topic, because both time and work are gonna have to be pondered here, which means that math and shapes are gonna also have to be considered.

So…let’s do it the easy way…color(s) + sound(s).

^UMEK – Presence of Devious (Original Mix) [Tronic]^

Google search – How Many Colors Are There?

Computer - 16,777,216

“They have shown that we can see about 1000 levels of light-dark, 100 levels of red-green, and 100 levels of yellow-blue for a single viewing condition in a laboratory. This means that the total number of colors we can see is about 1000 x 100 x 100 = 10,000,000 (10 million).”

How many colours exist in this world?

Color Depth

What I’ve been thinking about, is this recurring “88” business here and there over the past few years, and the more eccentric meanings behind this number.

Welp…88 is as important as any other number…because without 1-87?…we would have no 88. So…what I’ve been pondering for a while now is the correlation between light, gravity, strings, and quantum mechanics. This means we cannot leave out Newtonian nor Relativistic thinking, because we are talking about light.

Where this is gonna get sideways, is my postulation that light and/or photons, can stop completely/have no speed at all. If you stop blaming our Sun/Sol…and ONLY our Sun/Sol, for all light that we see/perceive, we can think maybe about energy and energies that are more aggregated that we give credit for.

So yeah…were about to walk the path of lasers and reflection and refraction…and THEN…we’re gonna wind that prism created rainbow right back up and send it on it’s merry way.

^Public Enemy-Fight The Power^

What has puzzled me, is what is actually going on within a prism that is bending a beam of light at 90° and producing a rainbow on the other side.

What I came up with, is that there has GOT to be some shit going on between A and B that is being missed…and not just some angle. There HAS to be a back and forth, and up and down, and side to side, and every fucking whichaway going on there to unravel, dethread/rethread and unwind that light.

Yeah…strings are gonna have to be more dynamic than just “strings” or even “strings with stings”. Contextually, sometimes anyway, these strings are prolly gonna need to make some unusual shapes to travel to wherever it is they want to go…ESPECIALLY if it’s somewhere they don’t want to go. So…let’s talk about heat for a minute.

^Pop Will Eat Itself – X, Y & Zee^

I’ve mentioned that “The Universe” is prolly well versed and well rehearsed in the nature of burns and burning. What The Universe is NOT well versed in?

You.

Kindof a…”getting to know you” thing going on here as best as I can tell. Were it not so, I prolly wouldn’t be allergic to this place. Anyway, there is prolly no element that we know of that prolly cannot assume any shape at any time under the correct contextual circumstances. There is also prolly no limit to the amount of mass that a particular element cannot achieve…contextually. So…let’s hop over Einstein’s postulation that approaching the speed of light will cause that particular something to achieve infinite mass.

A: Strings

Prolly either gonna dial that speed back…or give it a poke to “push it over the hump”…if you will. Prolly gonna need to think about branes here. Branes not brains. I have none of the latter, and the former is still under peer review (I am my own peer…I hope I pass).

^Upular | Pogo^

So I’m thinking about the number of transactions that are required, to unwind a photon.

Q: What happens to a photon once it is unwound?

A: Bubbles.

That’s my thinking. If you keep water in mind, then think about rainbows, then stop limiting the size of particles and particulate, then stop limiting speed and speeds, then stop limiting proximate and contextual origins and longevities…we can prolly figure out why black holes are so goddamn…black.

It's not all about speed.

SOMETHING has to be keeping those speeds in check. What better way, to measure speed…than…infinite speed(s). That will allow for every speed in between….so yeah…colors and sounds. I get the feeling that silence is actually rather fucking loud, and it has a tendency to block the shit out of some stuff, and not so much to others.

Q: How loud is pain?

A: ...

Q: How loud is joy?

A: ...

^deadmau5 – Phantoms Can’t Hang^

What I grasped at yesterday during the course of mine and Roob’s conversation was/is…

88 permutations of light between 1° and 90° within the prism. This is based on a 7-dimensional model mathematical model, Px3/Tx4 that relies on my ∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞ formula to calculate any number, backwards and forwards, at the same time, using only 1’s.

It’s going to be holographic in nature with respect to displaying the requested number…but the matrix itself is nothing but infinite sets of 1’s with a zero base. There will be two zeros in the set, origin…destination, but at some point, both the origin and destination will be the same. Afterall, what we are trying to do, is calculate some really ridiculously large numbers from point A, and wind up back at A with our answer. I need my son’s formula to make this work.

Q: How much is “infinite” in this instance/these instances.

A: All the way.

Q: How much is that?

A: I dunno.

Information is heavy. It has to be. Our planet alone is touted to have of mass of God only fucking knows what…so yeah…shitloads of information there. So let’s bend an infinitely long straight line, that has infinite mass, so that it fits into a space the size of a pinhead.

Once we do that…

Q: Where does the space go?

A: I will not suggest inflation nor how it works here...not now anyway 😛

^David Bowie – Space Oddity [OFFICIAL VIDEO]^

We’ve got us a beam of photons that are all connected in a chain, and coming in from Galaxtar 19…and Galaxtar 19 is on the far side of The Universe. Photon 1 arrives, passes straight through The Earth/Terra…

Q: What does Earth/Terra do 24/7?

A: It spins.

That wasn’t such a long walk now was it?

Oh…should I have used Neutrinos instead of Photons?

Just doing what I’ve been taught to do.

Iron clad and written in stone today = Sitting in a dustbin collecting space dust tomorrow.

^Morrissey – I Don’t Mind If You Forget Me^

Why I personally have been seeing for some time now, is triangles and circles working together to shear light. Imagine a large empty black space, that is fucking FULL of rainbow circles and triangles, that are bouncing around each other, keeping both of their shapes intact, while simultaneously keeping the colors themselves orderly and intact.

Q: What is keeping these shapes intact that allows them to order both themselves AND the spectrum of light?

A: The spectrum of light is more than just light, and is surrounded by all fucking KINDS of energy and energies.

What do they all have in common?

Motion. Motionlessness is STILL motion.

Relativistically…it simply has none contextually. So…if we take into consideration the speed and speeds of our planet, as well as the speed and speed of our solar system…we could be entangled with and lugging around some fucking HUGE photons that are not only actually moving quite fast, but also maybe some aggregate factors that allow smaller and more numerous photons to more easily translate and traverse this space and these spaces.

Like attract like.

Opposites attract.

Like signs repel.

The weak force(s) is/are the strongest of all.

Takes a lot of strength to not do something.

Ohm. Ohm. Ohm. Sorry…just…chanting a mantra here 😉

^InsideInfo – Metamorphosis (feat. Miss Trouble) (Lyric Video)^

Tis now 03:55 in the AM on Saturday September 2nd, and I’m pooped.

Plus, poor Roob had to return to work after a week’s vacation, and I don’t want to send her another monster like the last one…so…I’ll can it here.

But yeah…you can get it apart, but can you put it back together?

If so, what is the result?

Methinks Uranium has a useful function that we might be overlooking for the sake of the now.

I gots some ideas.

Let’s figure it out.

Or not.

❤

^Depeche Mode – Stripped (Kaiser Complex Reconstruction Remix)^

A parting query tho…

Q: Why do the work, when someone or something will do it for you?

A: ???

^deadmau5 – Raise Your Weapon^

 Looks like New Orleans may be out.

^Alice | Pogo^

cYa | cFa

^deadmau5 – Errors in my head^

*******

*Alright, Clicky… /looks at clock… Oops! It’s getting late now…/stretch and yawns… Pick us a Song to finish with…*

Enjoy your Sunday, Dear Reader and… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: No.72

Dear Reader, I’m not gonna fuck about with a witty title today – it’s been that kind of day…

I was 15 minutes late for work this morning having got stuck in traffic, in a narrow side street, behind a skip swap…

*No, Clicky, skip swap. More than one skip… And it was not that fast…*

Once I arrived at work, I had to wait a fucking age for a lift because only 3 were working…

*No, I work on the 8th floor… that 16 flights of stairs, Clicky… You take the fucking stairs…*

Once in the office I set my PC up, made a coffee and started preparing for a day of A Level excitement when…

… An emergency fire drill. So, I filed all the way downstairs with several hundred colleagues. It had been overcast all morning but now it had decided to rain…

*Well, that’s as maybe Clicky, but I then you didn’t have to walk up 16 fucking flights of stairs afterwards because several hundred people, trying to get into the 3 working lifts, meant an incredibly long wait…/sigh…*

Anyhoo… It’s just been one of those days, so please enjoy the following missive from Cade, the Okie Devil in Texas. It’s his 72nd, but I guess you kinda know that already…

*******

If I had a nickel for every time that I said …”if I had a nickel for every time”… I’d have a surplus of deficits…of nickels…and surpluses and deficits of them.

Or something.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^Melvins – Revolve (Music Video)^

Apologies for skipping the typical greetings and jumping to straight to the social graces of being apologetic for lack of social graces in the greeting department…but I have things on my mind. Things…like…black holes.

Q: When we are beyond the calculable, what is the standard currency for calculation?

A: ?¿HuH¿?

I guess this is why space travel is such a mystery to me. If observation is not the point of exploration, and elimination of mystery is the point of exploration…what’s the point?

Seems to me that it becomes an exercise in what went right.

Meaning...we are obsessed with being correct.

Yeah, this week, I’ve been watching some stuff I’ve already seen about space travel, but what best sums up the thoughts I’m trying to express here is a documentary about Australia. Primarily because I’ve been thinking a great deal about rocks and motion as it pertains to inter-dimensional overlap.

What in the FUCK is "interdimensional overlap"...you might ask?

Welp…the existence of the micro within the macro is gonna be the first thought.

Think of an atom that is here on Earth/Terra, embedded in some rock…but this atom is actually entangled with/connected to something outside of our solar system. It’s just sitting here chillin’ for a while before moving on.

^The Secrets of the Ordovician Age – Documentary^

Lotta red and orange sand, soils and clay in Australia. Which is weird, because there a lots of red sand, soils and clay in Texas and Oklahoma. I wonder if there is a connection there? I dunno…got me to thinking about stalactites and stalagmites, and more vertical pushes and pulls of gravity/gravities as it relates to subduction.

Yeah...more straight up and down over time over times.

Our planet does seem to spin. It even wobbles. And what is up at noon, is down 12 hours later, and back to up 12 hours after that…

so…yeah…

…lateral gravity waves that can be as finite as a single atom pushing here and pulling there, in more comprehensible/acceptable timelines. Not that I think you strive to commercialize everything. But you will publish your findings will you not?

Q: Where?

A: ...

Yeah…thinking that continents appearing and disappearing may have more to do with more than just rising/falling sea levels and plate tectonics. Lotta changes have happened over the last 12,500 years, and all of those changes are unique.

Maybe if you think along the lines of gasses within solids and/or fluidic solids, like frozen methane in seawater, the soup within our planet will make more sense as to why it’s prolly not what we think it is. Not all the time anyway.

^Deep Forest – Deep Forest Sweet Lullaby official video^

So yeah…black holes of the micro variety. If these are in fact destroyed at the moment of creation by these high-energy machines, how can you be sure that they actually originated here?

Therefore, how can you be sure that they are able to be destroyed OR created?

Maybe they are able to be moved…but can be neither created nor destroyed. They can be summoned…if you will.

I know, I know…you don’t like that thought AT FUCKING ALL!!!

Welp…what makes you think that I do? Cause I can assure you, I don’t. I like it even less when I think about where I’m going next.

Q: Is it possible for a micro black hole to become entangled with a human or other life form?

A: ...

Yeah…I wonder about “the storms” and “the storms within storms” as it relates to the more casual participant. If you think “chromium in water”… here, maybe this, erm, unfortunate participant, won’t seem like such a stretch.

^Led Zeppelin – Four Sticks (1972 Bombay Sessions)^

So what's this business all about?

Welp…light more than anything. Along with gamma rays. So yeah, it’s kinda about speed(s) and how these pertain to wormholes of various kinds. So, yeah, novae…and maybe they aren’t what we think they are. I mean, the best way to extinguish a fire is via detonation, but this does not use up available fuel…let alone all of it. As a matter of fact, this tends to preserve energy/fuel(s) more than anything.

So thinking contextually about a single microscopic singularity that consisted of everything in a single point just prior to the big bang … um…

Q: Where were you?

A: !!!

Contextually, you were more when than where. BUT you were still where, so contextually… how small was this microscopic singularity? I mean, if you were able to view it then from where you were then – when then was then – how small was it?

What I am stumbling around is this notion of the creation of a machine that allows for time-travel more along the lines of how we currently view it.

Meaning...past is past, present is present, future is future.

But you make a lot of assumptions about time there. Especially as time relates to matter.

EX: We’re gonna count to one(1). But this one(1)/this particular one(1), yeah, it’s going to take us a while to count it. That’s because this particular one(1) is going to be a measure of distance from one side of The Universe to the other. Trillions of trillions of years are going to elapse elsewhere, all while we ourselves travel from zero to one.

^Robert Plant | ‘Big Log’ | Official Music Video^

I guess I’m seeing some things that maybe science doesn’t want to see, because they assume that these things are prohibitive or inhibiting.

Welp…as much as government is in bed with science, we’re going to have to bring up self-restraint here since you are going to be contradictory with your application(s) of what is acceptable, and when via who. Prolly why there is such a desire to segment and separate. It opens new pathways of exploration of the same goddamn premises and concepts via different modes and mediums.

Sorry…but that dog don’t hunt. It doesn’t change a goddamn thing. I don’t expect you to have answers for me personally, but I get the feeling that you are gonna have a shitload of them for me at some point, whether I want them or not.

^DOPE LEMON – Honey Bones^

Can’t help where or when or what you were born…but you can. And if you can help yourself get to wherever it is that you want to go…then…maybe I can help.

Just because someone is trying to rationalize something familiar, using modes and methods that are less familiar, doesn’t make it different.

But yeah...it does.

Afterall, it isn’t you…you’re just along for the ride. May I suggest shock-troops and water cannons? It’s the only way. Well…according to your own system and methods it appears to be the only way…so…what are you waiting for? Burn it all. That’s what you designed this shit for.

Good thinking.

^Good Morning – Warned You^

We all wanna be right, then kick up our feet and just sit around being right. Leaves plenty of time for telling everyone else how wrong they are, and then everyone and everything will be alright.

^Ruby Haunt – Honey^

I’ve been watching the following video/listening to this song repeatedly over the last week, and it got me to thinking about the movie The King’s Speech.

Why?

Welp…making a deficit an asset. I mean, the girl has a mouth full of braces…which HAS to be painful and/or uncomfortable enough without moving your mouth/jaw, let alone trying to sing. BUT…you got this fire in you to sing. So…you adapt. It’s amazing where creativity comes from sometimes.

^Suburban Lawns — Janitor^

This gets me to thinking about wheels a bit. More along the lines of cogs. Which has me to thinking about acne.

Yep...acne.

Especially in people that are growing/changing. I mean, have you really thought about what it takes to facilitate this change/these changes, or is everything blemish and blight?

Prolly much more to growing pains than just or simply…growing pains. Throw shaving in there, and this is prolly gonna help explain this “swelling” process that so many seem to encounter around and between the ages of 20-25 or so.

Marcella: You know, when you started getting invited to your ten year high school reunion, time is catching up.

Martin Q. Blank: Are you talking about a sense of my own mortality or a fear of death?

Marcella: Well, I never really thought about it quite like that.

Martin Q. Blank: Did you go to yours?

Marcella: Yes, I did. It was just as if everyone had swelled.

Movie = Grosse Pointe Blank

The first time she said that last line, the first time I saw that movie…it really stuck with me. The more I thought about it, and associated that “swelling” thought with my own troubles and travails…it really started to resonate.

At some point, the body is going to rebel. It’s going to start to wonder aloud, “WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?” with respect to repetitive injury/injuries. Especially when the “healing modes and methods” are triggered within us, and shortly after, they are stymied (think aftershaves, lotions, chemicals, etc.).

I mean, I don’t use soap(s) hardly at all anymore, and yes, I realize that I prolly don’t smell like apple blossoms and/or fragrant spring orchids and/or worn leather…but am I supposed to? I read the back of the Head & Shoulders bottle, while I was taking a shit the other day…and it got me to wondering why my body is devoid of these chemicals if I need them so badly.

^Depeche Mode – Rush (Convoy Emergency RMX)^

Job 14: v 8-9

Genesis 8: v 21

Genesis 27: v 27

Psalm 115: v 6

Isaiah 3: v 24

Daniel 3: v 27

Daniel 2: v 37

Sorry…but anything that you take away from me, I am going to spite you for it. Knowledge and wisdom are where they are, when they are. Take that ability from me, and yes, I will hate you for it.

^Boston-Smokin^

“A hundred times ten

have I descended the dark way that led into light,

and as many times have I ascended from the

darkness into the light my strength and power renewed.”

“Keep thou not silent when evil is spoken for Truth

like the sunlight shines above all.

He who over-steppeth the Law shall be punished,

for only through Law comes the freedom of men.

Cause thou not fear for fear is a bondage,

a fetter that binds the darkness to men.”

“Many the stars I passed in my journey,

many the races of men on their worlds;

some reaching high as stars of the morning,

some falling low in the blackness of night.”

“Ages to come shall see revival of wisdom

to those who shall inherit thy place on this star.

They shall, in turn, come into wisdom

and learn to banish the darkness by Light.

Yet greatly must they strive through the ages

to bring unto themselves the freedom of Light.”

“Know ye, O man, that thy form is dual,

balanced in polarity while formed in its form.

Know that when fast on thee Death approaches,

it is only because thy balance is shaken.

It is only because one pole has been lost.”

“Three are the hindrances:

lack of endeavor to obtain knowledge;

non-attachment to god; attachment to evil.

In man, the three are manifest.

Three are the Kings of power within.

Three are the chambers of the mysteries,

found yet not found in the body of man.”

Lots to think about there.

^MODERN ENGLISH ~ Someone’s Calling^

If it has fallen to you, for whatever reason, to pass along what you have learned, how does one do that?

Snot as easy as it may sound.

Gonna be all kinds of people lined up to tell you how to proceed, what to do, how to do it, guidelines, rules, regulations, methods… blah, blah, motherfucking blah.

“And he put the wood in order, and cut the bullock in pieces, and laid him on the wood, and said, Fill four barrels with water, and pour it on the burnt sacrifice, and on the wood.”

1st Kings 18: v 33

Prolly some other stuff going on there, eh? How else do you learn? But I’m thinking of the need for some to find their own way. There’s still gonna be a shitload of hand-holding going on there at times. Some crazy fuck may even have you completely and totally convinced that they are indeed holding your hand…but you are actually operating on your own, with no assistance whatsoever. Might make it easier to deal with watching you stumble and fall when and if you do.

What am I talking about here? Simple…ones and zeros…same as always. Ones and zeros are ridiculously fucking dynamic, and sometimes not so much. That said, I still think that there are no answers to be had. ESPECIALLY when you come to me with a motherfucking SHITLOAD of answers you’ve already found, and these answers are only eclipsed in number by the FUCKTON of questions that you still have.

I mean...what did you expect these answers to do for you?

If you want to kick your feet up and chill, buy a goddamn footstool and chair, and kick your fucking feet up and chill.

Mystery = SOLVED! Chill!

^Filter- Hey man nice shot^

Back to black holes…I think that maybe these pathways that allow light to travel further and faster than we think, are prolly overlooked for ease of what we CAN see. But I think that diffusion, contextually, is gonna kick us in the ass in the long run there. There is no long path, nor short path, just…the path that is there.

I still don’t know what I have to offer, other than maybe some crazy theories that may make some fodder for science fiction stories. But it’s the machinery that really baffles me. Like this short vid that I saw this week that shows a robot struggling with a box, then eventually dropping the box, knocking a bunch of shit over in the process, then falling down and busting it’s own ass. You robot designers seem to have the technique down pat.

But for what reason?

What are you really looking for? And don’t give me this bullshit about replacing lost limbs on war vets and/or eliminating future war injuries by replacing human soldiers with robots. This is about power and powers. All kinds of powers and energies. Not trying to piss on your parade, but do you care that you are pissing on mine?

Just askin'.

^Melissa Etheridge – I’m The Only One (Music Video)^

Meh…

…ain’t no heart like a broken heart.

I gots no answers.

^Robert Plant | ‘In the Mood’ | Official Music Video^

“And the ass saw me, and turned from me these three times: unless she had turned from me, surely now also I had slain thee, and saved her alive.”

Numbers 22: v 33

What does that mean?

Welp…give The Book of Numbers a whirl. It’s actually a damn interesting read if you think about all those people as individuals. Maybe try to associate these people with a sister, brother, father, mother, aunt, uncle of your own…then think about these people as…glup…people.

Yeah…they all dressed like Druid Hippies, who were tripping balls on acid and had no Hendrix or Jopplin to listen to…but they prolly had their own crazy music to listen to…so you can prolly still relate.

I’m a lazy fuck, too, and would prefer to have everything handed to me and be done with it. But it hasn’t worked out that way for me. Based on my experience, it hasn’t worked out that way for anyone else either, but I tend to be an optimist like that. Yeah…I consider that optimism. And not in a “misery loves company” kind of way either. I just see some things on the horizon that are going to make cancer and cancer-related ailments seem like a 24 hour virus by comparison. And that’s not to diminish anyone with cancer, nor their suffering.

But this romance with immortality is gonna bust some asses whether you like it or not. Have you ever really considered immortality outside of the relief of your immediate fear of death and the unknown(s) that follow it? Yeah…I get the feeling that “the gods”…assuming they even exist…are in bondage 24/7, and they will be in that bondage forever.

Might wanna give time and times over time a thought or two there as you ponder the thought of being God or being a god. Whether or not they are real, the concept is real enough…

Therefore "if" gods exist is perhaps the wrong question to ponder.

But “when” they exist… if you can answer “when” they exist, “where” they exist is gonna get real goddamn pertinent all of a sudden like (lolz).

So yeah...um...where were we? (rofl)

^Slow Ride- Foghat (Full Version)^

X: Hi

Cade: Oh…hello there.

X: I didn’t think you were gonna let me talk in this one.

Cade: I din’t either. But it seemed…

X: Pertinent?

Cade: lolz…yeah…that.

X: …

^W.A.S.P. – Wild Child^

Prolly have kind of a pissy attitude in this whatever, and I apologize for that. My hands are fucking killing me. I can’t touch anything without them starting to bleed, and as a result, I ain’t been doing much. I had to wipe down a bag of chips, the chip clip and the entire counter two days ago because I hadn’t realized that I was bleeding so bad until I noticed my spoon was covered in blood.

You kinda-sorta get used to the pain, and even the tearing pain becomes ignorable at many points…

even tho it hurts like a motherfucker

…but it comes and goes, and you never know when you may be bleeding without realizing it when you focus on ignoring the pain.

I was just looking at my thumbs, and if I had to give thumbprints, there wouldn’t be any. Just a few long lines where the skin is tearing, surrounded by large flat round areas that completely cover/obscure all of the ridges and whorls that are normally there. Almost like they are covered with tape…cept they are covered with callouses. Nevermind the morse-code looking bumps and lines on the thumbnails.

But yeah…it has had me thinking about ergonomics and motion quite a bit. Not that I know anyone who is working a new job that they are still acclimating to or anything, and not that I am thinking about them and their changes/adaptations or anything.

But yeah, I am.

^The Guess Who – No Time^

Been holding my hands under hot water quite a bit. And I mean hot as in hot as FUCK hot until I can’t stand it anymore, which is usually quite a bit/takes quite a while.

As my hands begin to warm, I noticed that a lot of these “itches I cannot scratch” kinda rear their heads, but the heat helps with it. The pressure of, and the pulling of, the skin, is the worst part. It makes me wonder what in the FUCK is going on underneath with all of the connective tissues. Not like there is a goddamn tug-of-war going on there with my fingers pointing every goddamn direction and then some…but they are, and they do.

Nothing I can do about it tho.

Both index fingers are pulling so fucking hard and far to the left, that they put a shitload of strain on my thumbs. The middle fingers pull opposite to the index fingers, which causes the ring fingers to pull opposite of the middle fingers. It makes the middle and ring fingers look as if they are whispering to each other or gossiping…plotting.

lolz...seriously.

Looks like they are trying to work out how best to abandon ship at some point. But my toes do the same thing. It’s funny sometimes as I work on my feet placement and posture, it looks as tho the toes are talking to each other at various times and passing along messages. But that’s not a bad thing. I mean, in fact, that’s what toes do…right? Pass messages back and forth? Why wouldn’t the fingers do similar or the same? They are all connected after all.

^The Outfield – Your Love^

Ever been somewhere new, and wondered how you fit in?

Wondered how you can fit in?

Too slow…too fast…too right…too wrong.

(le sigh)

^Mountain – Mississippi Queen^

Better to have blah'd and blah'd, than to never have blah'd at all.

^Alannah Myles – Black Velvet^

I get the feeling that statues are not the target.

Maybe just…convenient.

Possibly even, that these statues are not armed, they pose no real threat.

(lolz)

“I went to the museum where they had all the heads and arms from the statues that are in all the other museums” – Stephen Wright

^Confederate Song – I Wish I Was In Dixie Land (with lyrics)^

I guess I see shit as taking a lot more time to come together/manifest than simply building a machine and making assumptions about the machine/machinery itself, and what it does. Leaves out a lot of shit, like what this machine doesn’t do. Not to mention what it does that cannot be perceived, and how long this machine and it’s components will continue to do whatever it is doing/has done/keeps doing.

That doesn’t mean that I am suggesting that things cannot be done better. But omitting the possibility that some things should not be done at all does concern me. You can do whatever you want as long as you don’t get caught, but you’ve already been caught…otherwise you wouldn’t be trying to hide or obscure whatever it is that you are doing. That tends to make getting caught the second time, third time, etc., just that much more profound.

^B-2 drops 80 JDAMs^

Yeah…it’s an “old” video, but this old shit is still lurking; it ain’t going anywhere, and it never was gonna go anywhere.

So what's the point?

Afraid someone is gonna try and convert you if you don’t blow their ass to dust first? I can see why not dealing with things on certain terms, that don’t appeal to you, can cause you to seek other modes, methods and means. But it seems to me that by negating them, you are simultaneously negating yourself and your efforts.

Unless you can find a new enemy to replace them with once they are eliminated.

But that presumes that there was only one enemy on that list in the first place. So yeah…it’s not about who’s first…it’s about who’s next.

Have fun.

^David Bowie – I’m Deranged (With Lyrics)^

So…I’ve not looked it up, but that Feynman shit did get me to thinking a bit. Especially the similarities via that one Feynman diagram that caused me to see some other crazy shit, which in turn caused me to attempt to express it a bit through/via some shitty drawings of my own. Without a like interest or like interests tho, I’ve no real interest myself.

Meaning, without someone to talk to about them, yeah...fuck that noise.

It’s taken me decades to get a lot of that shit pushed to the back of my mind. No kindred spirit to talk to about this shit makes it pretty much not much fun when you DO wind up talking about it to someone else. Especially if they do not have specific questions. I could fill volumes of notebooks writing about shit that I’ve seen and see…but no one cares/no one will read it…so…why bother?

I dunno either, but I’ll keep trying.

/shrug

^VICIOUS PINK – 8:15 To Nowhere^

cYa | cFa

^Joan Jett – Bad Reputation ( uncensored )^

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Scenes at Belle Vue dogs😂🏃🏼 pic.twitter.com/hjWpWqYI63

— Josh Messer (@J_Messerzz) August 17, 2017

Welcome to the LoL

Today’s Missive From ‘Merica, Dear Reader, is a kinda follow up to a previous one…

… Cade drew some equations that he sees in his head for the ‘MFM: Sophie Sounds Like SoPi’ post…

… And a further depiction of an equation that he turned into a gif, to imbue it with a sense of movement…

Sew… have fun, Dear Reader. Catch you at the bottom ❤

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^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^

^Solarity – Terminal 6 (Original Mix)^

Where are they?

What are they up to?

Are they OK?

How did they handle the forums going down?

Even A Stopped Clock Is Right Twice A Day.

Don’t Judge A Book That Isn’t There By It’s Cover That Is Also Mysteriously Absent.

^Dinka – Road To Perdition^

^Nitrous Oxide – Show Me^

^Knife Party ‘Micropenis’^

^Knife Party – ‘Power Glove’ – OUT NOW^

^Deadmau5 – Overdraft^

EXA: .Ω

EXB: Ω.

^Alex H – Blood Moon (Original Mix) sunsetmelodies^

^ZENI – Breathe^

^Alpha 9 – Come Home [Full – HD]^

^Sebastian Weikum – There She Is (Original Mix)^

Q: At what point would we need to make such a distinction?

Q: What is the most aged thing that you have personally seen?

Q: What percentage of the age of this whatever, have you actually spent, with this whatever it is?

^Sebastian Weikum – Shout! (Original Mix)^

^Deadmau5 – Cyclic Redundancy^

^Disciples – On My Mind (Official Video)^

^Roald Velden – Around The World (Original Mix)^

^Boo Bass | Pogo^

^Rezz – Voice in the Wall^

^Soulwax – Is It Always Binary^

^The Peppers – Hot Caramel (Soulwax Remix)^

😉

cYa | cFa

^Klaxons – Gravity’s Rainbow (Soulwax Remix)^

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Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

So hear we are, Dear Reader, at the end of this wonderfully massive missive. Whilst formatting the remaining posts this afternoon, BIG NEWS was announced of in the World of Science…

Astronomers capture both a gravitational wave and optical imagery from the energetic union of two neutron stars in a distant galaxy.

No doubt we’ll here more about that in due course. For now, enjoy the final part of Cade The Okie Devil from Text Us’s 85th Missive From ‘Merica. Dive In! ❤

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^benny benassi feat. channing – come fly away^

^Greenskeepers – Money^

^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^

^Digitalism – Blitz^

^Crookers- My Penny^

^Trentemoller – Moan (Trentemoller Remix) . HQ^

Tis now 01:01 on Sunday morning.

October 15th of 2017 already.

❤

^Wilkinson – Afterglow^

cYa | cFa

^Sharkwater’s Ending^

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Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Dear Reader…

SMFH is gone now and I haven’t sought out John Lamb Lash since I heard that talk, posted by Divine DNA in the Red Universe (that’s MEROVEE) sometime in 2013. But I looked him up today and this is what he has to say…

I’m going to listen to this video whilst I write the post below. What follows is kinda like the sorta shambles I would have posted in ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’ if SMFH were it still around today…

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Eye stumbled across an obit in the NY Times last night, or rather very early this morning, Read Dearer. A Russian Ma’at-ish ‘un called Vlad had died on the last day of September, alone at home. By all accounts, he was a bit of a wiz…

Doctor Vladimir Voevodsky was 51, butt as time in the womb don’t count toward official age, let’s say he was in that sort of age area…51-ish…

That’s me on Merovee earlier…

…posting news of a company named for another Ma’at-ish-un…

… And a cigar vid? Well, ‘cos the benefits of smoking tobacco seems to be a dirty secret and cigars are expensive… made by hand…

Tesla’s Dirty Secret: It Was Banging Out Parts Of The Model 3 By Hand

… Have a cigar…Why knot?

…Eye woz replying to Jen…

… Who’d posted news of a sleb car and cartoon creators’ twitter convo, and a Song…

… In reply to Clicky posting a tweet id sent out in the Yellow Universe about the reported detection of a spike in radioactivity. Also with a Song…

… In fact, Leggy and eye had been ruminating on the reason behind the spike…

…Eye won’t leave out the final segment of last night’s MEROVEE conversation, Rear Dealer…

…What’s this, the NYTimes? And Harvey, as we gno, was also a humongous hurricane in August, a storm that devastated parts of Texas… The State were my chum Cade, The Okie Devil, currently resides…

…Perhaps that was the calm before this morning’s ‘Tweetstorm‘ from the Dez-Rez-Prez…

In Early Tweetstorm, Trump Praises WaPo, Slams NBC And “Late Night Comedians”, Reaches Out To Schumer

…Equal Time…

…Time Is Money…