*Oh fanks, Clicky⌠/puts fag to lips⌠Alex Robinson ‘as a post up abaht whyt? âŚ/flicks lighter⌠Well, the play’s the fing, innit? … /lights up⌠Wot Song did ‘we’ chews to tweet ‘er link aht wiv? âŚ/drags⌠From the Yt Stripes’ White Blood Cells album? Clever fucka…*
*Oi! I didn’t mean literally! …/coughs… Watch wot ya dooing wiv ya snout…*
*/flicks ash… Good movie, Clicky… /drags… ‘ope they do anovva…*
Well now, Dear Reader, I think that’s about wraps up this Sunday post…
2 British white males at the head of this rescue mission. Their privilege is staggering. Ability counts for shit when there's zero diversity. I demand they be replaced with 2 differently-abled transgender people of mixed race to offer those children a more empowering experience. https://t.co/1zBd1v2PBf
*Oh fanks, Clicky⌠/puts fag to lips⌠Yikes! âŚ/flicks lighter⌠Well, yeah, I can see why you picked Magritte’s Son of Man picture… /lights up⌠Where’s the fuckin’ famous ‘diversity’ we’re all told to embrace, when super massive corpses, controlling cuntin’ everything, are encouraged? âŚ/drags⌠It’s enough to make you blue…*
*/coughs… Yeah, well quite… /flicks ash… It’s like Paracelsus pissin’ well never existed…*
NUTRITION
In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, N stands for NutritionâŚ
*If you’re gonna ask, Cade-style, why I assign blue to Nutrition, Clicky, I’m gonna have to refer you back my previous answer…/puffs… Red it? Okay, ask me another…*
Q. Roob, why do you refer to Frank Davis blog as the Blue universe?
What’s with that line on her left side that runs from under her left breast down and around her back? She must not be adequately hydrated or something.
SOMEONE GET THIS LADY UNLIMITED REFILLS OF A SUGARY DRINK!!!
So what does a purge have to do with some hottie’s bikini lines? Welp, when you get to the end, you evaluate…
right?
We’ve reached the end, and it’s time to dig out the calculators, sit back, add the columns, and reflect…
right in the big goddamn middle of the climax.
Or should we cum first…and THEN do our sums? Might need a towel. Prolly gonna be some sadness.
‘Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters.’
Yep, no matter what it is you do, someone is prolly gonna bitch about it. I mean, today is Sunday, and I personally am sitting here working my ass off. Sitting, and working my ass off…that don’t synch.
I bet her lips smell like hamburger.
^ARCANA – As The End Draws Near^
That looks a bit like “SoPi-I” run amok (shudder).
Butt it’s also kinda accurate.
/me shrugs
I found that image above when looking for “on the beach” gifs. Was thinking about the “nutrition” that we get from the sun, and “tanning” didn’t get me much cept for boobies and tanning spray memes. Figured I’d give “on the beach” a try since Brizdaz (Darren) over at the Just Watching The Wheels Go Round blog was recently talking about reading Nevile Shute‘s book “On The Beach“. That book is about…(drum roll)…the end of the world…via nuclear war. I personally have only read the first few chapters of that book, but there’s a submarine in it.
‘Vitamin E has a natural affinity to the skin but the amount of Vitamin E is reduced in the skin when exposed to sunlight. … UV radiation from the sun is what causes us to tan, and helps the body to make its own vitamin D, yet exposure to the rays also cause an array of negative reactions in the skin.’
Source = Google – 1 July 2018
So reading that, it appears that when we go out into the sun, we don’t need as much Vitamin E in the skin. Or maybe it just can’t live there anymore because of this new neighbor? Our body prolly starts recalling and hoarding that Vitamin E shit as soon as the sun starts to kiss our flesh, in order to seduce our precious bodily fluids and their contents. Maybe Gen. Jack D. Ripper was right about being sapped…
So let’s us nutritionize our brain sacks by blending a few MRSREGNarcs hither and thither, and see what we can come up with. These are going to be fades/gradients, from one color to another, and they are gonna follow some more or less “logical” arcs.
Aqua(Movement) To Blue(Nutrition)
Green(Respiration) To Purple(Growth)
Orange(Sensitivity) To Red(Exretion)
This One All Colors/Concepts Circle Yellow(Reproduction)
Nice to be in the sunshine.
TB Chihuahua
TB Kahuna
TB Caboose
TB Potato
TB Crapola
Don't worry...I'm not trying to program you đ
^Hayling – FcKahuna (Perfect Sound Quality)^
Prolly much more to nutrition than just only sustenance. It would be cool as shit to someday hook with a gal, and we work together, we plan and plot together, we shop together, we cook together, we eat together, we clean together, etc.. Prolly do some shit on our own together too…nothing wrong with that.
Very nutritional.
‘O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
‘my soul thirsts for you;
‘my flesh faints for you,
‘as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.’
… And navigate her course correction. Clicky, Cade and I hope you’ve enjoyed our play… Have a Song â¤
*LOL… like ‘streaming smoke’, Clicky… /pats snout… Yore such a wag. Well, Lashy does say Sophia’s an ancient fallen alien, who’s sumfin of a scientist… /lights up…*
*Oh fanks, Clicky⌠/puts fag to lips⌠And it’s when’s day today. Sync! âŚ/flicks lighter⌠You know, Marshall McLuhan said advertising was the greatest art form of the 20th century? âŚ/lights up⌠An’ that the medium is the message⌠/drags⌠Fucking genius!*
In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, the S stands for SensitivityâŚ
… and that means all living things on this planet have the ability to detect changes in the surrounding environment and to react to it…
*Cade-style it is then, Clicky… /thinks… Actually, when you fink about it, an orange ‘nightmare’ has triggered the sensitivities of the free world in recent times… /smokes… Yuge!*
Q. Roob, why did you assign the colour âorangeâ to âSensitivityâ?
The reason that I wanted to go there, is because whatever it was that I thought of last night was one of those more “off the wall” types of concepts. A state of mind/being that we appear to not think about much.
Nope…nothing on that list rings a bell either. What in the FUCK was it that I thought about last night while standing there taking a piss? Oh…had I not mentioned that I was taking a piss whenever I thought of whatever it was that I thought of?
So yeah…what choo think? Think you can help me remember whatever it is that I forgot?
^Underworld – Scribble^
I love the color orange. But you wouldn’t know that…would you? I mean, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me, and I prolly just prejuiced you by using that pic above…
Prejuiced?
I meant PREJUDICED…not prejuiced.
Anyway…yeah…orange…one of my fave colors. Green, Orange, Purple if I had to pick faves, but not with respect to cars. White or Yellow would be my first choice. Black with respect to most clothes, or plain pastels. Something really loud in blue, yellow or red in clothes is OK too.
I can't remember what I was gonna say here.
OH! Did you know, that on Imgur where I found that image? The image was named:
“ORANGE STEALING WHORES“.
I wonder what that is all about? Seems not very nice to assume someone sexual proclivities based on a gender. What goes good with orange juice?
^Mango – Friday Coffee (Paul Keeley Remix)^
I’ve heard it said by some that “orange is the new black”…but I’ve no idea what that means. So let’s think about this kid above. She’s likely seeing something in her head as to what SHOULD be transpiring, and what she needs to do in order to facilitate the successful operation of this activity, but what is actually happening is something quite different.
Must be new to her or something.
Am I saying shit that “goes without saying” here? Of course some little kid isn’t going to be a world champion hula-hooper on what is likely her first try. So, let’s say that’s so.
Q: Are you willing to spend the time teaching her and helping her to become a world champion hula-hooper?
A: ???
Gonna take a lot of time, she’s eventually gonna grow up, and will likely have a bunch of creeps oogling her as she performs/demonstrates her talent. Better crush her dreams right now. Better sooner than later…eh?
So yeah, maybe orange IS the new black. I wonder what color “patience” might be? Whatever color that is, I wonder what color it is when absent? Clear? If so, and the same could be said of other colors, that sure would muddy the concept of clarity.
^Roald Velden – Time Flies By (Original Mix)^
When the sun sets, maybe it’s that orange seems to blend well with the black, and is one of the last distinguishable colors that we see. Black and orange do indeed mesh well, and maybe that’s one of the magical blendings that allows us to see the darkness in the way(s) that we do.
I’ve run long tho, and really don’t want to get to rambling about light/dark right now. Not trying to be insensitive, but I’ve got needs too. So does Roob.
^Mango – Sayonara (Original Mix)^
*******
*Oh… /flicks ash… I believe a pack of the higher strength cigs in the aqua coloured box is winging its way to me right now… /final drag… I do hope it’s not confiscated for not displaying the mandatory medical porn, Clicky…*
*Oh fanks, Clicky⌠/puts fag to lips⌠Been finking about the Oeuf’s ‘green lungs’⌠/flicks lighter⌠Haha! Maebh ‘waves’⌠/lights up⌠An’ the Nelson column âŚ/drags⌠Eye CaptainâŚ*
RESPIRATION
In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, the first R stands for RespirationâŚ
Yep…it’s me again. Too early in the morning for a new iteration of SoPi? Welp, that’s too fucking bad. Meet…SoPi-I.
Recognize that? Got the remotest of clues what that is? Let’s change the perspective a bit and see if that helps.
I can almost see the question marks over your head. What in the FUCK is he getting at? Welp, let’s continue on and see if we can see…whatever it is that we see in our sea of the seen.
I must admit that I’m not that great with MSPaint. Lemme change the vectors and attitude of my cursor a bit, draw a new shape elsewhere, and maybe that’ll help me get that oblong dot where it needs to be. We can then go back and correct if we need to.
Definitely more centered than the bottom one, but it touches. And if that was/is supposed to be a question mark, the dot has to be centered, and it cannot touch. That said, maybe it’s not a question mark, and never was. Let’s keep going and find out.
Ah HA!!! Maybe that’ll help a bit. Maybe not. Looks like a really bad diagram drawn by a first-timer using Visio. And what does a really badly constructed Visio diagram have to do with respiration? I dunno. Pull up a chair and let’s talk about it.
Almost looks like they are doing squats. Wait…did I just give SoPi-I away? Welp, seeing as how you are sitting there looking stupid, let’s put you to work.
That doesn’t look very conducive to breathing. I mean, look at how many angles the bloodstream must now accommodate in order to reach the extremities. Science tells us that the blood has to “fight gravity” in order to facilitate the blood’s navigation through the body…right? Look at what in the fuck the heart has to contend with now.
Not to mention the lungs.
Plus all of the other factors. Layers of clothes and shoes and perhaps jewellery and make-up, the chair and desk and other oft overlooked ergonomic factors, pinching and binding of all kinds, pressure points that normally wouldn’t experience pressure in this and these ways…all kinds of shit.
^Paul McCartney demonstrates the Mellotron^
So you are likely wondering if my SoPi-I is really some fuck sitting in/on a chair. I’m sure there are other applications that you can associate with SoPi-I and it’s shape.
That’s why SoPi has iterations in the first place…to grow. Where a certain something is NOT applicable is equally important as where it is applicable. Much like Newton’s much ignored…
We can pretty easily get our heads wrapped around certain things in laws one and three, but this SoPi-I is likely a good opportunity to understand how forces acting on each other are sometime proportionate/disproportionate, and who says so. Like that indention that likely circumnavigates your waist when you take your various pieces of underwear off at night. Or is that just a necessary evil of having to wear underwear.
Q: Since when is evil necessary?
A: ?Âż?
/me shrugs
^Greenskeepers – Money^
Not trying to steal any of Roob’s thunder here, but she did ask me to participate, so I’m doing my best. Anyway, me and her were talking on Twitter the other day, and the subject of bloodletting came up. I proposed that there is some logic in the concept, and it got me to thinking about a few things.
If you have a certain virus or bacteria or cell within your body, I would imagine that there is quite a bit of spin that is required in order for certain things to “spin-up” in order to divide or do whatever it is they do. These cells or whatever are likely going to require quite a few vectors in order to get their bearings.
Constants.
If the blood pressure within the body suddenly drops, it is likely to have an effect on any cells that are spinning up to divide, and a sudden change could potentially even be a precursor to mutation…couldn’t it? Not to mention that there are a lot more fluids in the body than just blood, and blood pressure is likely to have an effect on other fluids and their pressures.
^Depeche Mode â Sacred (Kernfusion)^
I got a parting query…
Q: Would a cell or some other something within the body know whether or not it should divide because of a change of pressure within the body?
A: Âż??
We got us a cell that is all spun up and ready to divide, but suddenly, there are signs of change. If this trend continues, are there certain communications pathways/modes within the body that are indicative to a cell that it’s OK to divide? OK to keep going? OK to abandon all hope and/or cease all operations?
Q: Would a cell divide if it knew that the body was dying?
A: ??Âż
What about simple indicators that a body’s systems are shutting down or in a state of flux/change? Prolly not that much of a stretch if you think about it. I mean, most people say that they’d get drunk and fuck like mad if they knew the world was ending. Prolly gonna be some regret(s) there if the world doesn’t actually end, but whatever. But yeah, we’re talking about cells here…not people.
“You remember the stories John use to tell us about the the three chinamen playing Fantan? This guy runs up to them and says, “Hey, the world’s coming to an end!” and the first one says, “Well, I best go to the mission and pray,” and the second one says, “Well, hell, I’m gonna go and buy me a case of Mezcal and six whores,” and the third one says “Well, I shall finish the game.” I shall finish the game, Doc.”
Movie = Young Guns 2
^Elvis Presley – Green Green Grass Of Home (best video)^
So yeah…woke up this morning to a “DING!” on my phone, drug my lazy ass out of bed, noticed I had got an email from Roob, read it, sat down, set to writing. I hope that’s OK with you. If not, you’re free to go fuck yourself.
*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… That fuckin’ chorus ‘as bin swirlin’ round me ‘ed for daze… /flicks lighter… Didn’t know Ali G woz in the vid, tho… /lights up… “U wanna see the real Big Ben?” …/drags… “Ayyye!”…*
MOVEMENT
In the whirled of MRSREGN, Dear Reader, M stands for Movement…
*That’s an idea, Clicky… /puffs… we can try Cade style…*
See that color of green? Aqua? Aquamarine? Bluegreen-ish? Welp, it’s copyrighted.
Yep...for realz...copyrighted.
You cannot use that exact shade of green, otherwise, you’ll likely get sued. How do I know this? Word of mouth. Ya see, I know someone who used to design and manufacture the outfits for The Miami Dolphins’ Cheerleaders. Thanks to corporate and legal entanglements, he ran into issues with getting the material he needed to make the outfits. Yeah…he works for them, but due to the nature of a business and its subsidiaries, even he had difficulty getting what he needed in order to do the job he was hired to do.
What am I thinking here? Welp, if you can copyright a certain color, does that not give your authority over anything and everything that has that same color? Like say…water? Can The Miami Dolphins stick a flag in the water and proclaim…
“THIS IS OURS!!! SO SAYS THE LAW!!! THE RULE OF LAW… RULES!!!”
I doubt very seriously that any such loophole, legal or otherwise, actually exists. However, you are free to do what you want…give it a shot. Just know, that if it makes money? Someone is gonna want a piece. Afterall, you are operating within the very system that defines and provides legal tender, which makes you subject to its law(s) and authority/authorities. I think people sometimes forget that/those fact(s).
1942, shortening of stroboscope. As a shortened form of strobe light, from 1949. As an adjective from 1942.
Strobescope (n.)
“instrument for studying motion by periodic light,” 1896, from -scope + Greek strobos“a twisting, act of whirling,” from PIE root *streb(h)-“to wind, turn.” Earlier as the name of a similar device used as a “scientific toy” [OED]. Related: Stroboscopic (1846).Â
Respiration is up next, Dear Reader, so in the meantime, give your ‘clicky’ finger a work out and… Have a Song đ
…ever since mentioning the series at the tail end of the last LoLÂ post, a Missive From ‘Merica penned by my very good friend, the Okie Devil of Text US…
‘Next up at the LoL will be a series of posts exploring the whirled of MRS REGN â pronounced Rain/Rein/Reign â and Cade has very kindly offered to play along.’
*Purely a short cut, Clicky… /squints… Now stop interrupting…*
After much fretting and pondering, inspiration finally arrived in a form of a cigarette, accompanied by a right foot caked in earth…
I was shocked; Cade doesn’t smoke. He’s asthmatic and besides, he prefers to chew tobacco than smoke it, Dear Reader. If current day smokers are treated badly – and we are – then spare a thought for the chewers – they were ousted from polite society a hundred years ago…
Howdy. Yep…it’s me…Loudmouth McTalksalot (Cade). Sorry to buttinski here, but I’m gonna.
I just recently asked RooBeeDoo a question about “Gang Stalking“, and asked this question within the context of a certain video that I forwarded to her for her opinion(s).
My Q: What branch of MRSREGN would “gang stalking” fall under?
Her A: Growth.
Purple = Growth.
This was, and is, interesting to me. Her whole MRSREGN business interests me because of it’s relationship to the chakras, but more than that, it interests me because of how Roob found these things. She’s told me that she never connected the two until I said something about it, and I believe her. I mean, were it not for books, television, radio, the Internet, and their related structures, one could potentially stumble upon and create a virtually identical system without prior knowledge of the existing system even being there.
I personally see this as a type of providence…very substantive and very direct. A very specific and likely very personal reason for revisiting an existing something in a new way with and via a new set of eyes and/or experiences. So yeah…a smart one that RooBeeDoo is. Saw something that needed doing, and did it. To think that a certain something that was devised “here” is equally applicable to somewhere else where this system does not exist/has not existed? Doesn’t make sense to me…but that’s just me.
I’m not particularly fond of a system that ignores the individual, or a system that is willing to ignore the individual, all for the sake of that system.
/shrug
^Kundalini & the Power of Awakening: A Spontaneous Kundalini Experience^
Okay, long story short, Dear Reader, MRSREGN – Movement, Respiration, Sensitivity, Reproduction, Excretion, Growth, Nutrition – are 7 processes to determine life on this planet, as ascribed by ‘Science‘. I simply ascribed a colour from the REGN-bow-wow to each of the processes. To help me navigate ‘Sophia’s Correction’…
Joe Fox: Elizabeth Bennet in Pride and Prejudice. She was too proud. Kathleen Kelly: I thought you hated Pride and Prejudice. Joe Fox: Or was she too prejudiced and Mr. Darcy is too proud? I can’t remember. Joe Fox: It wasn’t personal. Kathleen Kelly: What is that supposed to mean? I’m so sick of that! All that means is that it wasn’t personal to you. But it was personal to me. It’s personal to a lot of people. What is so wrong with being personal anyway? Joe Fox: Nothing. Kathleen Kelly: Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal. Kathleen Kelly: My head is starting to get fuzzy. Why did you stop by again? I forget. Joe Fox: I wanted to be your friend. I knew it wasn’t possible. Sometimes a guy just wants the impossible.
Smoking, Dear Reader, is personal to me… It’s a lens…
*/final drag… I think that’s enough for now, Clicky… /stubs butt… You go get a Song and I’ll tie this shambles off…*
So, a synchromystical shambles on MOVEMENT will be up first, Dear Reader. As I’m on holiday, I’ll be here all week. Don’t forget to tip your waitress and… Have a Song… đ
*Wha? Whaddaya mean I fucked that up? Who the fuck are you, and what in the fuck do you know about what is or is not, fucked up? /me snorts*
Err…I mean, Greetings Dear Reader. I am still Mr. Slimey and I’m still filling in for RooBeeDoo and her Dolphin assistant Clicky, both of whom may in fact be vacationing somewhere in EspaĂąa. I’ve currently no proof to substantiate this claim, but maybe they’ll provide photographic and/or some other evidence upon their safe return.
*Ya know, at a cursory glance, she appears to be both bipedal and reasonably agile/mobile. Why exactly she’s crawling around on all fours is…mysterious…*
It appears that there is indeed a need for this 3rd part, but let’s let the lady take over at this point, and she can steer us in the direction of wherever it is we need be.
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*I dunno, Clicky… /flicks lighter… I had started writing a post on the John Lamb Lash video talks… /shakes lighter… New format… /flicks lighter… He’s got a Limey companion now, called Ginny… /shakes lighter again… I’m enjoying the Anglo-Yank combo… /flicks lighter… Reminds of a sumfin’… /gives up and rummages through handbag…*
Not sure what Part 3, Cade thinks we need, Dear Reader…
* /rolls eyes… Oh okay, Clicky… /finds working light… *
This here is a post I started writing this afternoon, before Cade sent back the top and tailing for the Inchoate Egg story posts published earlier: Part 1 and Part 2. It’s called…
“expounder of sacred mysteries,” 1670s, from Late Latin hierophantes, from Greek hierophantes“one who teaches the rites of sacrifice and worship,” literally “one who shows sacred things,” from hieros “sacred,” from PIE root *eis-, forming words denoting passion (see ire) + phainein“to reveal, bring to light” (from PIE root *bha- (1) “to shine”). In modern use, “expounder of esoteric doctrines,” from 1822.
This morning my good friend Shiny posted me a story link on MEROVEE, over in the Reduniverse, Dear Reader…
*A born to be wild thing, caught smoking… /lights up… And scientists are baffled, Clicky? …/scans text… Ah, Nag Role sumfin’ or another…Â /deep drag… In DIA… /streams smoke…*
‘âI believe the elephant may have been trying to ingest wood charcoal,â said Dr Varun Goswami, WCS India scientist and elephant biologist.
‘âShe appeared to be picking up pieces from the forest floor, blowing away the ash that came along with it, and consuming the rest.â’
And the reason the scientists think she’s taking up smoking, Dear Reader?
‘The charred lumps of wood can also serve as alaxative to the pachyderms who are able to consume it in the wild after forest fires and lightning strikes.’
*/grins… And Shiny posted it in the Red ‘Excretion’ universe of MRSREGN? Priceless… /puffs merrily…*
“divination by smoke,” c. 1600, with -mancy“divination by means of” + Latinized form of Greek kapnos “smoke,” which is of uncertain origin, perhaps a non-Indo-European substrate word that also produced Lithuanian kvapas “breath, smell,”kvepiu, kvÄpti “to gasp, breathe,” Latvian kvept“to smoke, smell,” and perhaps Latin vapor.
That’s as far as I got, Dear Reader. It is a “very great fact”, as John Lamb Lash might say, that elephants never forget…
Reich-ous Hitler lost his War, Dear Reader. So if Lashy is correct in his telling of the Sophia Correction narrative, it rather begs the question:
Q: If Adolf had the whole fucking planet on his side, how in the hell did he lose?
Nah! It’s not like tobacco is associated with a goddess or sumfin’…
‘And at the spot where they had burned First Motherâs bones, there grew another plant, broad-leafed and fragrant. It was First Motherâs breath, and they heard her spirit talking: âBurn this up and smoke it. It is sacred. It will clear your minds, help your prayers, and gladden your hearts.â
‘And First Motherâs husband called the first plant Skarmunal, corn, and the second plant utarmur-wayeh, tobacco.
‘âRemember,â he told the people, âand take good care of First Motherâs flesh, because it is her goodness become substance. Take good of her breath, because it is her love turned into smoke. Remember her and think of her whenever you eat, whenever you smoke this sacred plant, because she has given her life so that you might live. Yet she is not dead, she lives: in undying love she renews herself again and again.â’
Two things happened this week. One with little mainstream media coverage…
*/final drag…*
… And one saturated…
"We're Going To Start A Revolution": 500,000 People Storm Washington To Protest Guns | Zero Hedge https://t.co/YLKsrFKYWI
I thought today, Dear Reader, that I would try to recreate a shamble that I posted in 2013 over at – the now defunct – Sync Miss For Him…
*Hmm… /flicks lighter… I prefer ‘him’, Clicky, but hymn sounds like him, so I guess it could be hymn… /lights up…*
Whilst doing so, I hope to connect the connections I made then to some current syncs and themes being exposed/explored by Christopher Knowles and his reader-commentators over at The Secret Sun blog.
Sew let’s start. It started with a Song…
“Strawberry Fields Forever” is a song by the English rock band the Beatles. It was released in February 1967 as a double A-side single with “Penny Lane”. The song was written by John Lennon and credited to the LennonâMcCartney songwriting partnership. Lennon wrote the song in AlmerĂa, Spain, where he was filming a role in the anti-war comedy How I Won the War. He drew inspiration from his childhood memories of playing in the garden of Strawberry Field, a Salvation Army children’s home near to where he grew up in Liverpool.
What particularly interested me was the accompanying video that was filmed on the 30th and 31st of January 1967 in the deer park surrounding Knole House in Sevenoaks, Kent. I hadn’t seen it before and I was struck by what occurred to me as the first appearance of a soon to be very famous science fiction character…
*/drags… John Lamb Lash mentioned the connection between the Kubrick‘s ‘HAL’ and the Coptic word ‘Hal’ for Archon simulation, Clicky… /taps ash…*
*Knowles and Knoles has the same root etymology, Clicky… /puffs… ‘knoll‘…*
Knole House is interesting in that it is considered to be a sort of ‘Calendar House’Â –Â 365 rooms, 52 staircases, 12 entrances and seven courtyards. I was a little surprised to find a ‘Cade‘ reference alongside ‘Fiennes/Fine/Feyn‘ in the early history of the house. It would be fair to say that observation wouldn’t have meant anything at all to me back in 2013, when crafting the original shambles…
Christopher Knowles over at The Secret Sun has for the past 9 months been following a rich seam of syncs surrounding the life, loves and music of the singer Elizabeth Fraser of Cocteau Twins…
‘The Frasers are believed to have come from Anjou in France. The name Fraser may be derived from Fredarius, Fresel or Freseau. Another suggestion is that the Frasers were a tribe in Roman Gaul, whose badge was a strawberry plant (fraisier in French). The first Fraser to appear in Scotland was in about 1160 when Simon Fraser held lands at Keith in East Lothian .’
1638, bright northern star, the alpha of Lyra, from Arabic (Al Nasr) al Waqi translated variously as “the eagle of the desert” or “the falling vulture” (or bird).
*Las Vegas and a vulture… /puffs… That fucking ad is on my Twitter feed constantly at the moment, Clicky…/snorts smoke…*
*/raises eyebrows… In-fallible with a strawberry, Clicky… Interesting… /final drag…*
‘The garden strawberry was first bred in Brittany, France, in the 1750s via a cross of Fragaria virginiana from eastern North America and Fragaria chiloensis, which was brought from Chile by AmĂŠdĂŠe-François FrĂŠzier in 1714. Cultivars of Fragaria Ă ananassa have replaced, in commercial production, the woodland strawberry (Fragaria vesca), which was the first strawberry species cultivated in the early 17th century.’
I had a bit of a ‘Mandela Effect’ myself this week, when I read that the dad in the sitcom ‘Frasier’, John Ma-honey, had died…
*That’s where I knew him from! …/sucks teeth… To be honest, I thought he was already dead, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
*Ah, a grey crowned crane… They did an episode with a crane…*
Frasier remains one of my favourite comedies and I still watch clips of it on YT. The pilot episode ‘The Good Son‘ was probably the most perfect pilot episode ever made, introducing the main characters practically fully formed… Touched by an Angell…
Anyhoo, I’m sure I’ve missed out loads from my original shamble, but I hope you’ve enjoyed this one all the same. Doo go and have a perusal of The Secret Sun’s scribblings; it’s completely fascinating. In fact there is a new post up now, so that’s my early evening sorted đ
Enjoy the coming week, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song đ
Earlier on today I finished a shamble that ended somewhere different to where I imagined it would when I first started constructing it. Namely, this week’s fall in the Dow and Shake Sphere’s Marc Anthony quote…
“Cry ‘Havoc!’, and let slip the Dogs Of War.”
Julius Caesar: Act 3, Scene 1, line 273Â
… And I’d seen reference to Julius Caesar just the day before…
*Caesar… seizure… seize her… Faint heart never won fair lady, Clicky… /winks and lights up…*
early 15c., from the expression cry havoc “give the signal to pillage” (Anglo-French crier havok, late 14c.). Havok, the signal to soldiers to seize plunder, is from Old French havot “pillaging, looting” (in crier havot), which is related to haver “to seize, grasp,” hef “hook,” probably from a Germanic source (see hawk (n.)), or from Latin habere “to have, possess.” General sense of “devastation” first recorded late 15c.
c. 1300, hauk, earlier havek (c. 1200), from Old English hafoc (West Saxon), heafuc (Mercian), heafoc, “hawk,” from Proto-Germanic *habukaz (source also of Old Norse haukr, Old Saxon habuc, Middle Dutch havik, Old High German habuh, German Habicht“hawk”), from PIE root *kap-“to grasp” (source also of Russian kobec“a kind of falcon”). Transferred sense of “militarist” attested from 1956, probably based on its opposite, dove.
Anyhoo, next week seas/seize/sees the start of the new Chinese year, Dear Reader. Sew, farewell then Red Fire Roobster and “Hello!” Brown… Earth…Â Dog…
*No, Clicky…/drags… Lovely as the animation is… /blows smoke… I was thinking about the memo… the one about all the collusion… /puffs… Honestly! Could only ‘appen under Trump! …/taps ASH…*
*Oh course! Elephants have phenomenal memories, Clicky… /pats snout…*
early 15c., from Latin memorandum “(thing) to be remembered,” neuter singular of memorandus “worthy of remembrance, noteworthy,” gerundive of memorare “to call to mind,” from memor “mindful of” (see memory). Originally a word written at the top of a note, by 1540s it came to stand for the note itself. The Latin plural is memoranda. Compare also agenda.
…Coupled with the trailer of a movie I saw earlier on Twitter. To be released this summer, a prequel sequel in the story of Donna and Sophie…
*Frank? Witch one? Redand Blue? …/grins… And John the letter writer. Knot to mention Clarence from Clare that’s so Shining, Clicky… /drags…*
‘The three prisoners were serving sentences for bank robbery when they executed their escape plan using stolen spoons, dummy heads and a raincoat raft. Their exploits were turned into the 1979 movie âEscape from Alcatraz,â starring Clint Eastwood as Morris.
‘U.S. Marshal Michael Dyke, who inherited the unsolved case in 2003, told The Associated Press in 2012 that he didnât know whether any members of the trio were still alive. But he had seen enough evidence to make him wonder.
‘That evidence included credible reports that the Anglinsâ mother, for several years, received flowers delivered without a card, and that the brothers attended her 1973 funeraldisguised in womenâs clothes despite a heavy FBI presence.’
Now, if you’ve been paying attention, Dear Reader, employing your ‘Clicky’ to full potential in navigating this shambles, the pics Cade ‘grabbed’, well, quite simply they blew my socks off…
O RLY?!?!? This is where my thoughts go, eh? đ
Mmmmmmm...time.
