Category: synchronicity

Missive From ‘Merica: The Lacuna Landing

*Nice! Good choice of Song to start, Clicky…*

Dear Reader, I had a dream this week in which Cade Fon Apollyon told me something. Something important…

*Oh shit! That was the soundtrack to that dream, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I woke up humming it…*

*Phil opines? …/taps ash… Who’da thunk it?*

… What I didn’t do at the time, something that I always do, was to visit Etymology Online to find out if ‘lucuna’ had a meaning and how its root had developed in time…

lacuna (n.)

“blank or missing portion in a manuscript,” 1660s, from Latin lacuna “hole, pit,” figuratively “a gap, void, want,” diminutive of lacus “pond, lake; hollow, opening” (see lake (n.1)). The Latin plural is lacunae. The word has also been used in English from c. 1700 in the literal Latin sense in anatomy, zoology, botany. The adjectival forms have somewhat sorted themselves: Mathematics tends to use lacunary (1857), natural history lacunose (1816), and lacunar (n.) is used in architecture of paneled ceilings (1690s), so called for their sunken compartments. Leaving lacunal (1846) for the manuscript sense.

*Sign language? Interesting – I think of synchromysticism as sign language for the def…*

… Then yesterday, a new missive arrived in my inbox! No. #168, one that Cade wrote on the 13th January 2021, but only sent yesterday. He explained his reason for the delay, butt I shall not divulge it here…

*’Cos it’s no one’s fuckin’ bidness, butt his own, Clicky…*

… Four missives from the Okie Text US Devil have been posted at the LoL in meantime, however…

#169

#170

#171

#172

… Doo go take a look. Or not. As always, Dear Reader, that decision is entirely up to you. Now here is Cade’s lacuna missive.

Enjoy! ❤

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Greetings fellow humans, humanoids, and other assorted entities residing in gravity. My name is Cade F.O.N Apollyon, and I would like to welcome you to this edition of “Missive From ‘Merica”. My co-hosts are RooBeeDoo, her assistant Clicky, and by the time you read this they have likely formatted and polished this particular writing of mine to a high shine.

You should know from the start here that I have made a decision to take the writing in a different direction today, as it would appear that some consider my writing as terse. Acerbic. Vulgar. Dirty. Offensive. Racist. Misogynistic. Disrespectful. Blasphemous. Too forward or too direct. Too cluttered, disorganized and sloppy. Too happy-go-lucky and freewheeling. Too loosey-goosey with the rules. Too non-standard, abstract and misty. Too vague. Too distant and nonsensical and even pointless. Too…

Zen.

For your own personal peace of mind, I would like to remedy this. All of it.

With that in mind, I, today, shall take my first baby-steps into a new world. No longer shall I endeavor to write in such a way as to inspire you to think with your own mind and leave you with your own thoughts to make your own decisions; I shall now strive to dictate your thoughts and your thinking for you. I will strive to find all your answers for you, and then deliver them to you. I shall strive to add my own voice to that of the echo chamber. I shall join the resonant drone so as to add more power to the socially acceptable mantra(s). Perhaps my finally joining the throng will be the straw that breaks the camel’s back, and this whole mess will, finally, and completely, self-destruct.

Thank you for putting me on the path. Thank you for showing me the light. Thank you for saving me from myself for your own benefit.

Namaste.

– – –

Last night’s dream was terrible. I could get nothing right. Everything I did was wrong: was clumsy, was awkward, everything I touched ended in complete disaster. The worst part about the dream though? I remembered it when I awoke. I already get everything wrong in my waking life. ‘Tis a shame that I am now getting it wrong in my dreams.

No stranger to dreams here. Dreams are a regular part of my life, dreaming is a regular and frequent occurrence, and they are always strange in that they always seem to be completely detached from reality. There are very real things in them sure, but they always, I mean always, take a strange turn that is so completely unexpected that the reality within the dream is shattered.

I have been dreaming every night, without fail, ever since around July/August of 2019. The thing is, I’ve started to not remember my dreams very much, which is highly unusual for me personally.

Alas, I must bail out of this section. I must digress and write something else.

I was going to regale you, the reader, with the all of the details and specifics of last night’s dream, but I have completely lost my nerve. My shyness has kicked in, self-preservation mode has been activated, I’ve lost my train of thought, and I’m far too fearful at this point to share my dream with you for fear of being thought of as a complete freak. My courage has left me.

Apologies.

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Should dance be considered a martial art? Strange question, but I must ask it. It would help some if you, the reader, has an understanding of what a martial art is.

Martial arts are codified systems and traditions of combat practiced for a number of reasons such as self-defense; military and law enforcement applications; competition; physical, mental, and spiritual development; entertainment; and the preservation of a nation’s intangible cultural heritage.

Source: Wikipedia

Disarming. Dance, dances and dancing are disarming. There are a great many people, in the world, right now, doing dances, in order to disarm people. Making an effort to get the masses to drop their guard or lower their weapons. Molding the hearts and minds of individuals, in the moment, so as to get them to behave in a way that is more conducive to that which suits the dancer’s purpose. And that is the purpose of the dance: to focus a certain specific energy in a certain specific direction.

Typically, I’d think a dancer would want anyone watching to be pleased. Sure, the dancer wants to express themselves, and dance is the art form they’ve chosen as a medium for this expression, but they are going to want others to like their efforts. They are going to want to be accepted and garner approval from others. They are going to want to know that their time in learning to dance has been well spent. The audience has fallen under your spell, and will now behave according to your wishes.

Approval.

Acceptance.

With that, I must question that which is a martial art, which is typically not considered a martial art. Question those things that allow an individual to command and control a situation. Why? I’ve began to ponder the idea that if dance can be considered a martial art, so too can theatre. So now I must question the nature of theatre. I must question my preconceived notions about what is and is not theatre.

Is a street performance to be construed as theatre? Is a public gathering to be considered a street performance?

Is a riot to be considered a street performance?

Is giving a briefing outside of 10 Downing Street to be considered a street performance?

Is “a mass shooting” to be considered a street performance?

Is a reporter reporting from the site of some event to be considered a street performance?

Is all of that theatre? Is any of it?

Is the point of theatre to titillate, excite and entertain? To rouse and/or stir emotion(s) in their audience? Furthermore, is it the point of the theatre company and players to swing these emotions for their own benefit? What does the audience get in return, and do they get their money’s worth?

Is that what this is all about? Money?

Oh my, that does not look like writing that is going to please an audience. I am putting entirely too much pressure on the reader’s shoulders. I should be giving answers instead of asking questions.

Pardon me whilst I digress to a something that maybe I can hold a thought on.

– – –

Not being fond of being told what to do, there are only two possibilities…

Uno: The person telling me what to do knows how to do what they want done, but they see the task as beneath them and they have better things to do anyway, so they farm the work out.

Dos: The person telling me what to do does not know how to do what they want done, so they farm the work out to someone else in the hopes that this other individual can figure it out.

If número uno is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, I have to consider exclusivity and mentoring factors. Does the assignor assist in the task? Or are they throwing the assignee to the wolves.

Repulsion.

If número dos is the case, and the person you unload the work on does not yet know how to accomplish the task, you now have not one person who doesn’t know how to do a something, but two. I have to think about how many more “non knowing” individuals may be drawn into this endeavor in order to complete the task.

Gravitation.

What I am thinking about here is the nature of enterprise. What lifts up, and what pushes down? And I must, must, consider time.

If someone assigns me the task of completing and proving the GUT (Grand Unified Theory), is it a something that can actually be done? Are we humans actually capable of both understanding and explaining the Universe in its totality?

 Am I?

Or is this just a time sinkhole meant to keep me occupied whilst others go off and do their own thing? A distraction in which the assignors have no real investment in the dangerous aspects seeing as how I am the one who will fail, hence all blame will rest upon my shoulders. I am inept, not the theory.

To be completely truthful, I, most of the time, do not have a problem with being told what to do. In fact, I tend to operate best in environments where I am told what to do. If I have to be self-reliant in dreaming up work for myself, I am most certainly going to be out in the fringes working on abstract things that others are likely to deem to far too distant to be relevant within the current time-frame. Leave me to my own devices, and the realms of the negligible is where you’ll find me. Splashing along the shoreline in the waters upon the far shores. The long odds. The impossible. The unknowable.

In order to be understood, I want, and perhaps need, another to tell me what to do.

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We are only just now starting to see a lot of things in our world. Things that have existed for very long times, we perhaps have heard of them, but they so stretched the imagination that we could not comprehend that such things were possible. As such, we relegate these thing to the world(s) of myth and legend. Fantasy. Tall tales. Some real something that has been so embellished upon that it doesn’t actually exist, and certainly is not as advertised.

Not so anymore.

We can fire up our own personal communication devices of all kinds, and know almost instantly what is transpiring anywhere in the world. We can also know things that are happening in our solar system, in our galaxy, and even around the Universe. Perhaps not so timely with those last three, but we can certainly know more, and quicker, than at any point in our known history. We can be told, by others, what is going on, where, and maybe even why this something is happening.

I wonder sometimes how well you yourself interpolate information. Not interpret – interpolate. Although the two do share some concepts, there is a difference between the two. Alas, because of my new paradigm, I can no longer provide links to definitions for your consideration. I guess I am, again, gonna have to digress, and you’re just gonna have to do all the legwork yourself if you wanna figure out where I was going with all of this.

Apologies.

– – –

With everyone being sick and tired of lockdown, one thing that it has achieved, which most may not think about, is that transmission by hand has almost certainly been curtailed. And I’m not talking about transmission of disease(s) by hand either, I’m talking about the transmission of data and information by hand.

Instructions. Orders.

Perhaps give a few short moments to consider the last time you saw anything at all via the press about any “terrorist” anything.

This is supposedly how most terrorist groups transfer their information…by hand. Circumvents all those electronic snoopers that have gotten so damn good at monitoring anything and everything. I’d imagine that lockdown has made any “terrorist” organization(s) have to rethink their information channels and adapt. And this lockdown has likely also changed the dynamics of leakers and how they operate. You may be able to still grab sensitive or classified info, but getting the info elsewhere on some physical media just got really difficult.

I’m sure lockdown has had the effect of giving surveillance networks some really unique insight as to how data moves/is moving when they have more or less of a monopoly on the information channels.

Bollocks.

I just started to re-read that section and have noticed that I am, yet again, slipping right back into my old writing style. Putting that comfortable clothing on. Returning to my natural ragamuffin state.

Learning to express yourself in a way that is pleasing to others is rough.

– – –

Sick … and tired … of lockdown. The cure is the sickness.

SWTFC.0168.2021.01.13

I will be seeing you around.

❤ cade

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Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

CLICK5: On The 99th Day Of The Year…

Missive From ‘Merica: Sin Growl Nicety

Good news, Dear Reader 😀 I have finally, finally finished and submitted my story for Underdog Anthology XIV…

*Something like that, Clicky…*

… I still have to find a dead poet’s poem to mutilate for the Afterword, but Leggy is hoping to publish the new volume in the next week or so, and I will then post ‘Walk I, With You’ for you here at the LoL…

*Yeah, I used an image from the story for that tweet…*

…Right now, however, we have a new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text Us Devil, on the subject of synchronicity/synchromysticism. If you have any interest in the subject whatsoever, it’s not to be missed. And even if you don’t, it’s a bloody good read anyway.

Scroll on, Dear Reader, scroll on…

… And enjoy! ❤

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Captain….CAPTAIN, Jack Sparrow.

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Did you know that, according to Google Translate, “tur” is German for “door”?

Did you know that “TUR” is the NASDAQ ticker for some fund based on Turkish equities?

Welp...now you know.

Open some doors.

Be free.

Mingle.

^KONTRUST – Dance (Official Video) | Napalm Records^

A holy crusade should be started. A holy crusade to eliminate all evildoers on the entire planet. That way, when all evildoers are dead, only the good will remain. So, if I survive these purges, that means I too, am good.

Right?

Well, there will still be murderers left because the good who killed all the bad are still alive. And I guess there will still be thieves because the murderers took something that did not belong to them. And there will be liars because all of this murder and theft was predicated upon there being no more evildoers left in the world.

We're right back to where we started.

Hrm… maybe it would be best to skip all those shenanigans and just leave things more or less as they are?

^The Living Deads – Everything is Broke (But Our Love) Official Music Video^

This time a year ago (April 2020/when the lockdown started) oil dropped to $11.26 per bbl and gasoline prices fell through the floor. Now, it’s back up to over $60 per bbl, and it’s being projected that by summer/fall of 2021, oil will be up to around $80 per bbl. Oil hasn’t been over $80 per bbl since October of 2014.

WTI Crude Oil Prices – 10 Year Daily Chart

Goldman Sach expects crude oil to hit $80 this summer despite price pullback

Banks stand firm on calls for oil ‘supercycle’ even as price drops

Hrm…relying on nCoV-2019 vaccinations, to rally demand for oil. I wonder what other types of things those in the market are relying upon nCoV-2019 vaccinations to rally. Further have to wonder if people aren’t getting vaccinated, does that mean the rallies aren’t gonna happen? I wonder if rich people/powerful people get rowdy when they want they want a rally to happen, but it doesn’t. Do they riot, and if so, how and where do they riot/tear shit up?

^CHEECH AND CHONG- MEXICAN AMERICANS *HQ*^

The concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Teach people how to recognize and observe the phenomena. My experience has been that Synchronicity cannot be taught. If you start pointing weird shit out, people are initially going to query you as to how you saw such a small and insignificant event. Over time, they will start to look at you really fucking strangely.

Even suspiciously.

They may go so far as to accuse you of being the engine that is driving this phenomenon because it only seems to happen when you are around. Or at least, you are the only one that seems to be able to see this stuff, no one else seems to catch it, although yes, once you point it out, they see it too. Maybe at this point it’s important to point out that “seeing” (to me anyway) is one of the more overrated parts of the experience. It may sometimes be a smell, or a sound, or a feeling, or even an aggregate of sensory input that generates a deja vu type of vibe, except with synchronicities the feeling is more like you’re experiencing something that has already happened in the future rather than re-experiencing a something that has happened in the past.

I’m getting off-track…lemme get back on topic. It is likely possible to teach one to recognize Synchronicity, but I’d think an interest on the part of the learner is gonna be necessary.

^[mau5trap exclusive premiere]: i_o – LOW^

Seriously…who in the hell wants to be an observer?

A: Fucking no one.

You don’t wanna be in the stands, you wanna be on the field, be in the game. You wanna be making things happen, not be at the whims of chance and just standing their helpless as events unfold because of those who are actually participating and driving things.

Glory. Glory!!! BUCKETLOADS OF GLORY!!! 

You want it. You want them.

This is really just me vocalizing my ineptitude at figuring out how one teaches another to be a good observer. How to develop your communication skills so as to be able to be accurate in expressing yourself and relating events to 3rd parties. But to be honest, when it comes to synchronicity, anyone who seeks you out for help is likely to already be either a novice or perhaps even intermediate due to the nature of synchronicity. You were just minding your business one day, and suddenly, the Universe grabbed you by the nape of the neck and chunked your sorry ass into the deep end, and that was the first and last time you could ever be qualified as a “beginner”. Its all uphill from there, and chances are you possess tools you didn’t even know you had before this journey even started.

It is with all that in mind that I reiterate…the concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Maybe its not about teaching as much as it is about learning. Maybe even sharing. Maybe there’s an equality type of trait nested within where the teacher and student hats are always and forever interchangeable. There are no masters, there is only mastery.

Some people are probably gonna REALLY dislike such a concept.

No room for advancement.

No way to become a name.

No way to become a face.

^Ace of Spades (Official Music Video) – Hayseed Dixie^

What does your face look like anyway?

DATABASE FOR HUMAN TRAINING a glimpse into the databases used by artificial intelligence-Animated Gifs

Hey…you’ve always wanted to get to know people. That must also mean you want people to get to know you. Welp, they are. Problem is, there may not be a whole lotta reciprocation going on.

They, know you. You, are not them.
^Vince Gill & Jerry Douglas – Oklahoma Borderline (Live 2004) (Promo Only)^

You may have to suspend disbelief if you listen to this next song.

Just hang in there...you will reach the “wtf?!?” part soon enough.
^JINJER – Pisces (Live Session) | Napalm Records^

SO! For those who journeyed into that video, and stuck with it long enough to reach the “wtf?!?” moment, lets us see some of the more or less boring mechanics of how some sweet little soft-spoken pixie learns to summon and master the dark vocal forces of hell.

Is that misogynist of me? Sexist? Referring to a person who I do not know nor have any sort of relationship with as “a sweet little soft-spoken pixie”? To be fair, she was/is singing to me. Or at me.

/shrug
^’How To Growl’ Basics: 3 Safe Ways To Learn False Cord Technique^

Prolly not that much different than anything else. You want to learn to do something, you see how others do it, then you practice, practice, practice.

I admit that when I watched that Jinjer/Pisces video, I did not believe what I was hearing. The video is supposedly live, but if you are as old as I am and have been around the musical block a few times, you learn that a “live” recording is…well, not necessarily as “live” as they say it is. Most of the time a “live” recording has been sent back to the engineers for cleanup, and many of the nuances of a live performance have been removed. Also need to point out that electronic vocal processing has reached the point to where there is virtually nothing that one cannot do digitally. So I had to ask myself…

”Wait, let’s say that they are heaping a shitload of vocal processing on her voice in order to make her sound like a man. Is that really any different than some pop diva using autotune, so that she never hits any sour notes? Or even putting a reverb or delay or EQ or compression or some other effect on a more or less clean voice?”

I used to sometimes run my own voice straight into a distortion pedal to get my voice to sound like I wanted. Yep, plugged the microphone directly into a distortion pedal made for guitar. Lolz (true story) Screaming is hard on the voice. Talk to any USMC drill instructor, and chances are their voice sounds like rocks in a woodchipper from all of that screaming.

With all this in mind, I went back and watched the Jinjer/Pisces video again, and I watched nothing but her lips and her throat, and tried to keep her posture in my periphery so I could see what her diaphragm was doing. I also tried to listen for any hints of more or less “female” sounding tones embedded within the signal I was hearing. I heard some. Also, the video angles and cuts are as such that it is damn rough to look for those tiny accentuations in the face and neck which reveal connections to certain tones. I still doubt as to whether she is actually producing these sounds.

So let’s do this…lets see if we can find a something where they are live live…like on-stage live at a concert, and see if it still looks disconnected.

^JINJER – Pisces (Live at Wacken Open Air 2019) | Napalm Records^

FUCK!!! She’s now got a goddamn huge neck tattoo obscuring everything!!! 

Hrm.

That certainly doesn’t help seeing whether or not veins are popping out in her neck, nor does it make it easy to see what the larynx is doing. So now I have to go back and listen to both the studio live and concert live versions, bounce back and forth and see just how similar the screamed/growled parts are. They do sound similar, but not in a Milli Vanilli/lipsyncing kind of way as much of a “how does the vocal tones of the live studio version sound so damn close to the on-stage live version?” kind of way. Are we learning to learn how to learn about strange coincidences yet?

Fuck this…let,s get the straight dope right out of the growler’s mouth.

^How Jinjer’s Tatiana Shmayluk Learned to Scream^

Formed a new band last week.

Avant Garde Fart Cracklings

Our first album “Crispy Burnt Leftovers In The Bottom Of The Pan” should drop soon. Which reminds me…

if Sulfur smelled like apple blossoms, would farts be more popular?
^Stevie Ray Vaughan – Texas Flood (from Live at the El Mocambo)^

Do you prefer to know the secret behind the magician’s tricks, or are you just here for the magic? Or both?

It is nice to be able to control others. Especially to control the magician.

^Lonnie Mack – Wham! (1963)^

The fog days of summer are rapidly approaching.

Frog days of summer...that is.

Pawg days.

Smog days.

Gog days.

Dog days.

^Lightnin’ Hopkins – It’s A Sin To Be Rich, It’s A Low-Down Shame To Be Poor^

Ever since this “Q” or “QAnon” stuff has fallen on its face and its followers have gotten all grumpy and discombobulated, it has been quite amazing to see just how quickly the “Disclosure” peeps have also turned on their own masters.

Which reminds me, I watched a documentary the other day called “Alien Reptilian Legacy”.

I’m not exactly big on pointing out certain physical features nor making derogatory type comparisons, but holy FUCK! As soon as David Icke appeared, I was like…”damn, that dude appears to be physically turning into the very thing that he hates…a Reptilian.” Besides that, the documentary was pretty fucking boring tho. Not to mention that the whole Reptilian thing is muddy as fuck since some seem to think that the Reptilians are the good guys, Greys are the bad guys, and others think the opposite. (Greys = Good, Reptilians = Bad) Um…I’ve never seen a Reptilian. Nor a Grey. Nor any other fucking extraterrestrial as far as that goes. Seen some goddamn freaky-assed human weirdos come out of the Ufology community, but never seen an alien. Cept via the wizardry of books, film and television. Which reminds me, its been a while since I checked to see how many alien species are now said to reside on Earth/Terra. I think last time I checked, there was around 78 different aliens visiting from 78 different planets. Lets see if any new aliens have landed.

List Of Alleged Extraterrestrial Beings

Fucking hell…that list sucks balls.

Global rise in emerging alien species results from increased accessibility of new source pools

That’s from over three years ago, and it don’t help me much.

How Many Alien Societies Are There?

That’s more along the lines of what I’m looking for in that it’s timely, but that’s just projections from a more or less legit entity in the scientific community (SETI). I need an updated list of the honest-to-God extraterrestrial beings that are currently hanging their space hats on Earth.

How many alien species will there be in 2050?

GAH!!! That’s more capitalist wet market bullshit. I need aliens with space ships and phasers and warp drives and cloaking devices and chicks with three tits and other assorted technological advances.

Black, Grey and Watch Lists of alien species in the Czech Republic based on environmental impacts and management strategy

More markets? Blacks and Greys?

WTFuckingholyfuckingfuckballsmotherfucker!!!!

List of alleged extraterrestrial beings

If anything, that list is missing aliens.

Alien Languages May Not Be Entirely Alien to Us

I cannot read much of that article because it is behind a paywall. Which, hey…remember at carnivals where a certain amount of money would get you inside of the tent, but if you wanted to keep going to the various shows inside, you had to pay additional? They tempt you with all those banners, but the truth is that the fee to get in the door is only one fee of many. You then get shown the exit, your funds are depleted, and you’re not exactly sure what in the fuck just happened nor what you actually got for your cash.

^Billy Preston – Will It Go Round in Circles^

I got yet another question for you to chew on…

Q: Where do the disaffected go?

A: ?? ( o ) ( o ) ??

They’ve rebelled, gone their own way, found their own path…but are they welcomed back and nestled into the bosom of mamma’s embrace when everything collapses? Make no mistake, “they” want you as part of their team. They’ll split, divide and set you assunder via any and all means in order to get you into the fold. Build a something up, and tear it right the fuck back down so you have nowhere else to go. Has an air of demonstrating and reinforcing who the rightful owners are…eh? Have any idea what I’m talking about here?

Q: Who owns the Universe and everything in it?

A: ? ó¿ó ?

You’re on your own in answering this one. Maybe if you weren’t fighting like hell to get these fuckers on a pedestal, you wouldn’t find yourself fighting like hell to get them off.

Get them off…the pedestal. Not like get them off get them off. Although…you are getting off getting them on, and, getting off getting them off.

Sounds like you are getting the better end of the deal.
^Dr. John – Right Place Wrong Time^

Lets us take a spin around The Synchrosphere, yeah? Been a long time since I’ve done that, so lets see if we can see what the synchromystics/synchronauts are up to.

NOTE: Just because you aren’t one of the popular kids in the popular cliques doesn’t make what you do any less important. There are likely metric-mega-fucktons of people out there doing their thing who have no idea that “The Synchrosphere” is even a thing. They just keep on chugging, keep digging, keep learning, irrespective of what the cool kids are doing. Many of them prolly aren’t trying to carve out their own niche either. Just slogging through the craziness and trying to figure out what they are doing right and what they are doing wrong.

Lemme break out of that “note” and give a coupla examples of what I mean.

Now, I’ve seen a lot of stuff like that over time. They seem to be under the impression that they are completely alone, the only source of “truth”, and all this stuff they are seeing is driving them bonkers because they are shouting into the void and no one seems to be heeding their warnings. But at the same time, this individual does appear to be trying prove something, as well as trying to carve out their own niche because they seem to think that getting “Twitter Verified” will make everything they say and do OK. Validation by the very system(s) they seem to be at odds with, will, I guess, make their predictions more mostest trueerist of all because the message is getting out to millions instead of just a few hundred and people are actually listening! Or something. Maybe its a matter of money. Getting paid to do what you do is a helluva validation in our world and times.

/shrug

The Moose

The Moose, or BuckoTheMoose. I cannot speak for them, but I would imagine they would almost assuredly NOT consider themselves a Synchronaut. It’s probable he doesn’t even know what in the hell Synchromysticism even is (not that anyone else does either…heh). Hell, they could be the high priest of synchronicity for all I know.

I do kinda know “The Moose”, however. He’s a cool cat, but also very outspoken/pulls no punches. I’ve never really spoken with him about anything “spiritual”, nor have I seen him mention anything along the lines of more mainstream types of spiritual stuff. He appears to like cars, good beer, good cigars, is laid back, astute, has a great sense of humor, so yeah I guess he’s all about spiritual stuff. Just maybe not the same spiritual virtue signaling type bullshit that the herd considers to be spiritual. You know, spiritual virtue signaling…

  • like getting all dressed up in your religious uniform(s);
  • going to virtue display barn (church or maybe a political rally);
  • join in enthusiastically with the virtue signaling chants;
  • nod approvingly (but otherwise keep your piehole shut) as the messages from on high are delivered;
  • fall on your face and cry and wail for acceptance by the pure and holy;
  • maybe even get to rub palms with a few of the elite…

you know, virtue signaling.

 Digress.

The Moose may not be your typical Synchronaut, but they’re a cog in the wheel. Not only that, they are their own wheel. A voice. Their voice. To exclude them would be tragic.

OK!!! So, enough of trying to figure out the synchronistic forces and dynamics at work on our planet, and lets off to see what the big guns are up to.

^Bobby Darin: Splish Splash W/Lyrics^

Up first is…

SYCNkronicles – Table of ContentsAxis of EvilMinor Level Perps – Foot Soldiers – Jen Psaki

Yes, that’s right…the Synchromysticism Forums are BACK!!!

Cept not.

I admit that I’ve known for some time that these forums were there, but I further admit I’ve not given it much of a look. It appears that only one person posts there (Peg from the old whatchacallit forums), and a lot of it appears to be only reposts of news stories…all of which are separated by the same ad over and over where someone is plugging “astrological mini-readings” for $50 via cellphone text message. The forums layout is confusing, the giant pictures in the Table of Contents make no sense, and the whole place seems to be more about “Q” and “Truthers” than they seem to be about Synchronicity and/or Synchromysticism.

Now, is it possible that the one person who is making all the posts over there is actually a community account shared by several people? Sure. Maybe they’ve decided to take a 4Chan type approach to administration in order to bundle everything under a single moniker, so that the reader has no idea who is posting what. But even if that is so, as of the time of this writing, the forums only has 1046 posts in 575 topics, and there are only 11 registered members.

11.

Not gonna be much discussion going on with only 11 registered members when only one of those registered users appears to speak. The forum layout also seems to be structured in such a way to discourage discourse. Topics are WAY to detailed and specific, there’s no readily apparent and coherent parent-child type of inheritance, and I assume the thought process here was to make moderation easier by putting all of the burden of staying on-topic on the posters.

Don't stay on topic? BANNED!!! Simple.

Very authoritarian, hopelessly rigid and completely counter-intuitive to the erratic and unpredictable nature of Synchronicity. I can only assume that the goal is to amass useful and usable information. Actionable lists of worthwhile data.

Oh well, it’s their forums, they can do whatever they please with them. As to the Evergreen Consulting/Jen Psaki thing, controlling the shipping lanes and intercepting freight is how you make money in the datastreams. Just gotta add your own node to the existing infrastructure(s).

^’Footloose’ – Dancing In The Movies^

Let’s move on to…

THEE CHRONICLES OV JSTEVEKANE – Fingers

Spirals are syncy in my own sphere(s) as of late. This post is kinda interesting because only yesterday I crossed paths with that image above, and there’s been lots of holes and sinkhole types of things appearing on my radar. But what I’ve been mainly thinking about is a particular axis/view that is usually required to identify a spiral. Take for example the rifling within a barrel of a firearm/gun. You really need to be able to look up/down the barrel in order to best see the twist of the rifling. From the side you get more of a sine wave type of impression. But in the case of say a spiral galaxy, a side view will give the impression that there is no spiral at all. Just a cloudy more or less flat blob of a murky mess with maybe some wedge-shaped properties.

Kinda weird how the up/down of the z-axis changes based upon observer perspective in those two instances. Whatever this weird “edge” is I keep seeing tho? I can’t quite put my finger on it. I cannot tell if it’s a reset type thing where the reset somehow carries conditional types of properties over in order to exist in two places at the same time, or if there is simply a dimension that I’m missing. Perhaps there is always an inverse to the more forward types of dimensions so as to preserve information when one reaches the edge where dimensions cease to exist.

EX: The edge of the Universe.

Maybe I’m thinking too much in the micro scale and thinking too much about shrinkage instead of expansion and/or macro scale(s). Maybe the dimensions do not shrink when one reaches the edge. Maybe they expand. Maybe they both expand and shrink. Whatever it is, the typical 3/4/5/8+ types of dimensions that create our reality seem to become incoherent as a specific and succinct set. Perhaps the existence of an inverse carries an accurate enough stack of data in such a way that matter which becomes corrupt in our Universe/reality can and will remanifest itself elsewhere, all while giving the appearance of existing in two places simultaneously. Spooky action kinds of stuff that is not easily identified as such. We are, afterall, talking about more or less zero-times between extraordinarily remote/distant objects.

I can't quite put my finger on it.
^Depth Charge – Shaolin Buddha Finger^

Let us off to downunderland where their fall is just getting cranked up in anticipation of winter…

Just Watching the Wheels Go Round-Chris Mackey: The Positive Psychology of Synchronicity?

Brizdaz can always be counted on for having some interesting shiz, and today is no different. Looks like there’s some Synchronistic learnin’ going on there, and even tho I wrote the top bits of this post several days ago, its still kinda weird to see the connections. But hell, who am kidding. Synchronicity is nothing new, and the concept itself has likely been around since long before Jung got his hands on it. So…

Q: Where is the new?

A: Right here.

Me, you, him, her, it, they, them, us…all of this shit may be as old as dirt, but it’s new as fuck to us.

^The Police – Synchronicity II^

Looks like Rune Soup has a new podcast series type thingie or something…

Rune Soup-CARDS AGAINST INHUMANITY

And a new website. And new merch. New, new, new Rune Soup Stew…from 2021 to 2022.

Those vids are about an hour each so I’ll prolly forgo for the time being. Prolly won’t watch them later either because I’m lazy af.

Which reminds me…a certain someone who I shall not name (RooBeeDoo) noticed recently that a someone who hasn’t posted a blog post in a very long time had a new post up. Let’s saunter over there.

^Ween – Strap On That Jammypac^

SynchoMiss has posted on her blog for the first time in like 4 years…

SynchroMiss-The Year of the OX EquinOX

I have no idea where she’s been. Actually, that’s not true because I bumped into her on Twitter several years ago and I guess she’s kinda more active there.

I have no idea who she is.

Actually, that’s true. I have no idea who any of these fucking weirdos are. Just a buncha freaks being weird and doing strange stuff. Like…writing. And like I guess…reading. And then like…writing some more (all of which are pretty damn strange).

^ deadmau5 – Ghosts N Stuff ^

Aight…enough of that shit. It’s not that I don’t like cruising around and checking out people’s blogs, because I do. I almost never view any blogs anymore. Not UnderdogBitesUpwards, nor Frank Davis, nor Merovee Frank and not even Miss Ivannah The Topless Psychic.

heh

heh heh

heh heh heh heh heh heh

Anyway, yeah I like reading people’s blogs, just have completely lost the heart to do it. I don’t drop in with an encouraging hi, nor howdy, nor keep going, nor kiss my ass, nor fuck off and die…nothing. Nada. My heart just ain’t in it currently.

/queue sad music

Me me me me me em mem mememememememememememememe

Yeah, this post is already 9 pages long and I should likely get it over to Roob before Doomsday gets here.

^The Cramps. Bikini Girls With Machine Guns.^

We’ve got 800 fucking billion forms of communication available to us on this planet, and not a single motherfucker on this entire rock seems to be able to figure out how to communicate with one another.

Am currently suffering from a wicked case of flabbergastritis.

Perhaps I should go.

(no pun intended)
^Yello – Tied Up (Remastered 2005)^

cYa | cFa

^Butthole Surfers – Cherub^

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Okie Devil Cade Fon Apollyon has sent us a new missive from the Lone Star State of Text Us…

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*Hmm…*

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So…while you are here seeking enlightenment and looking for answers, who is out living your life?

What’s that you say?

You’re a shut in with nothing better to do?

Oh…well in that case, you’ve come to the right place!

Get your ass right the fuck on in here and pull up a chair!

Sit a spell.

Maybe we can keep eachother company for a while.

^Pink Floyd – Money (Remix)^

Constant feed.

Constantly feed me.

Constantly feed me information.

Whether your information is right for me, or wrong for me, whether it be good for me or bad for me, you must keep your data flowing at all times so that the herd will know where to come to dine. Were you to stop feeding me, I shall seek my synaptic sustenance elsewhere.

This will likely give the appearance that you, and whatever it was you were trowling out, were wrong.

You and your data trough will fade into obscurity.

Your cause will crumble.

You will perish.

^Mrs, Love/You know my name- Disco ruido/the beatles^

Been giving a lot of thought to the concept of spoofing lately. Giving the appearance of being one thing whilst actually being another. One doesn’t have to look far to find impostors. Hell, you may be one. Your shoes cost $19.99, your outfit cost $35.00, your handbag cost $1,750.00.

Who the fuck are you trying to kid?

Where are you trying to direct attention so that all of the details which will expose you for what you actually are, remain hidden? What is paramount on my mind is from whence does this need spring. The only thing that I can come up with is that we all serve two masters.

Ourselves

Everyone else

(not necessarily in that order)

More than one person had to connect in order to conceive us/bring us into being, humans are dependent on other humans for quite a few years after actually being born, so shedding that need for others is quite the drawn out process. And to be fair, one is really only shedding their need of certain people whilst simultaneous attaching themselves to others, so you’re not really becoming your own person as much as you are becoming a different person. Which is, your own person…but no, not really. What does any of this have to do with spoofing? I dunno. Maybe you can figure it out since I appear to have completely failed in this regard. Just remember that I’m relying on you.

Don't fail me, k?
^AC/DC – Beating Around the Bush (Audio)^

Maybe this is the reason that we bounce from group to group in trying to find where we belong. In seeking independence, we’re really only trying to shed our attachment(s) to our original base. Parents, siblings, extended family, neighbors, childhood friends and their families, or maybe government institutions and/or charitable/benevolence organizations, etc.. As a result, we dabble in this or that. Conservative, then liberal, then moderate, then fascist, then socialist, Jesus may be in there somewhere, maybe Muhammad or Buddha, then maybe off to something else. Seeking advice from anyone and everyone as to how one can become independent.

Q: Do you really think that all these needy fuckers are going to properly instruct you as to how to become independent?

A: lolz...no, not even

They survive by recruiting lost dimwits just like you. Their temples are built of driftwood, and tumbleweeds fill their sanctuaries. You’re nothing more than a single crossbeam in the scaffolding pushing others to greater heights within their own architecture and according to their own plans. SO! It is with that in mind that I ask again as to what it is that you pretend to be, and what are you really? And don’t forget, I, and everyone else, are counting on you to find this answer for us.

Be sure and not let us know what you didn’t find when you don’t get back.

^RAVEN – Break The Chain^

Rewatched that Zero Theorem over the weekend, and it occurred to me that I may have missed a something on the first watching.

Video Games

That perfect game = 0

Nothing left to do.

Finito

VAB…nothing left to prove.
(you'd need to be a gamer to understand that last one)

And actually, in order to understand that last one, you’d need to be a gamer who played a specific game, at a specific time and were a part of certain circles.

I enter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.

In order to finish a something, you must have zero left to accomplish in order to achieve 100% completion. This is why 100% and 0% are always simultaneous. This is also why nothing ever gets done. Zero(0), is never, 100%. There is always something left to do. More to come. Doesn’t matter if you know what remains or not, you’ll find out.

I reenter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.

What’s that? You say that you’ve finished plenty of stuff to 100% with 0% remaining? Me too. I finished Gran Turismo 3 to 100%. All races, all challenges, all licenses gold, every car, everything done and nothing left to do. Wait…Gran Turismo 3?

THREE?!?!?!!?

Hrm…something is incomplete. Something was finished, yet there was more to do. You’ll likely need to skip forward to Gran Turismo 4 in order to see where I’m going with this. Or you can revert back to Gran Turismo 1 and 2.

(both of which I also finished)
^Skinny Puppy — Assimilate (Tweaker Mix / Chris Vrenna Remix)^

Anyone who has seen the flick will know that it has a very video-gamy air to it, but it doesn’t really feel like a video game. Lots of games and gaming amongst the players yes, but the cyberpunk-ish themes seem to dampen the actual video game type aspects. Just a bunch of people knocking about their lives in this really weird and well-formed world of electronica where it is almost impossible to tell what is scripted and what is random. Then it hit me…collision code. The vast majority of game engines is code written specifically to handle collisions.

Collision Detection

What does one object do when it comes into contact with another? How does it behave? How do they behave? How should they behave? Where do the developers intervene, and how do they intervene?

Exception Handling (Redirected from Unhandled Exception)
What is an Unhandled Exception and How to Find Them
Error Detection And Correction

UEs….they can be nightmares. You can’t think of everything, the variables are (potentially) almost limitless, and one could potentially spend more time chasing a single bug than it took to develop the entire engine and/or game.

A ghost in the machine.

The question often becomes, can we live with this bug? Do we just grit our teeth, ignore the error, and focus only on the good bits? Or is this bug something that is potentially fatal for some, and maybe even eventually fatal to even us?

^Pantera – Out For Blood^

That thing which sometimes behaves in a way that is contrary to programming. Misbehaves. Acts up. Does not do as instructed, when instructed. Surely this is a random something and in no way reflects poorly upon neither the architect nor the architecture. Nevermind that something in the Universe has decided to point out that you have a whopper of a glaring hole in your thought process(es). So now the question becomes…

Q: How does one become free of error?

A: Seek zero.

The textual representation of zero that most are familiar with…0…is indicative of why some may seek it. There’s nothing there. Nothing to stand in the way of progress. Nothing to bind, hinder or restrain.

Errors = 0

Hindrances = 0

Difficulties = 0

Obstacles = 0

Problems = 0

To have nothing provides one with everything. Nothing standing in your way except that massive wall of…nothing.

Nothing...stands in your way.

Become nothing, and there is no way in which you do not stand.

All will seek you.

All will find you.

I am nothing.

I am Zero.

Find me.

^I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989^

In the battle of smart peeps vs. dumb peeps, what is missing?

SQUAGLAYISM AND BULLSHIT < - > DOIDY OI DOI DOIDYDERP

See that middle bit?

Like two people speaking different languages trying to relay that they both want to engage in sexual knock knocks, but neither one of them gets laid because they haven’t a clue what they other is saying or why. Gotta have the correct medium in the middle if X and Y are to both communicate with and understand eachother. Wait…did you even notice that middle bit before I pointed it out?

NOTE: as of this writing, the channel on the video below has 666 subscribers.

lolz
^Yngwie Malmsteen – Little Savage^
Hrm...

Not gonna disagree with that, but I sure as shit ain’t gonna agree with it either.

As we understand it, we live in a Universe where things tend to either be in either ascent or descent. Accumulating or diminishing. To say that a certain planet appearing in a certain constellation at the time of my birth somehow hardwires me? Hrm… I’m starting to understand some of the underpinnings of astrology a little better, but there’s a problem.

How much dust falls on Earth each year? Does it affect our planet’s gravity?

Being the old fart that I am, that means that approximately 1,934,500 metric tons of space-debris has fallen on Earth/Terra just since I was born. Also, I was in the womb for approximately 9 months and 2-ish weeks, which means that during that time there was an accretion of roughly 28,400 tons of crap just from conception to birth. Considering that a woman is born with every egg she will ever have, that also means that mom toted me around for about 21 years or so prior to me getting here.

My point? Welllll… hrm… I dunno that I have one other than to say that the apparent presence or absence of change isn’t necessarily indicative of “how someone is wired”. Not all wires are equal, nor the same, some wires are better in certain applications than in others, and some wires can carry loads that others cannot.

Q: How old is the constellation Virgo? What about Pisces? And Mercury?

A: How are “old things” typically classified and/or categorized by those doing the classifications/categorizations?

Might wanna flip those things on their heads before you try and answer any of them.

^Scorpions- Blackout (Remastered 2001)^

The middle is its own thing.

Salt is salt…pepper is pepper.

Salt and pepper…is salt and pepper.

So Jung appears to have some of his own opinions on mysticism that may have been relevant in his own time.

Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you = ???

Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you + me = ?¿?

Wherever there are two, there is three, even tho the reality is that there is only two.

The middle is its own thing.
^Steppenwolf – Born To Be Wild (Easy Rider) (1969)^

No want wants to be seen for who they are.

They prefer to be seen as the someone they aspire to someday be.

It’s now a week later, and yesterday Roob mentioned that Frank Davis had a new post up regarding fake meat. She also mentioned that part of the post seems to have disappeared.

A part on smoking.

Hrm…”accidental” censorship? Digital instability and unreliability being harnessed as a weapon to censor certain ideas/censure certain folks?

It's possible I guess.

Anyway, what really got my mind to ticking is that “proteins as a source of protein” isn’t really a new concept. Nevermind that people for a long time have been eating insects and all kinds of crazy shit as a source of protein, it has become quite popular in Western culture recently to get only those things you need irrespective of its source. It doesn’t matter that protein in processed food comes from animal products or beans or “accidental insects during the manufacturing process”. What matters is that you are getting your protein.

Yes, there indeed have been movements over the past several decades who raised eyebrows at the ambiguity of the labeling and wondered where in the hell this generic stuff was coming from. But we seemed to have slipped back into not really caring much where a something comes from, as long as we get it. The “supplements” markets have really towed the line in this regards. Vitamins, minerals, oils, acids…its generic as fuck, and the rules for the supplements market are as such that it doesn’t really matter if your diamonds come from Arkansas, Russia or Sierra Leone. What matters is that you get your diamonds.

^Judas Priest – Diamonds and Rust (Live)^

This is just me, but use your editor as an editor. Write your stuff/post out in Notepad or Wordpad or Word or OpenOffice Writer or whatever, save a copy to your local hard drive, copy the text over to WordPress, edit it, format it, publish it. If something goes wrong with a particular blog post, you have a backup that is handy, readily available and easily accessible from which to fix the post in question and restore it to what it was supposed to be, and you DON’T have to rely on WordPress nor their support structure(s) to remedy your issue. You also now have a better mechanism for tracking…um…discrepancies of a particular nature. Some patternistic or recurring something.

🙂

^Ozzy Osbourne – Flying High Again^

It’s now Pi Day 2021, and it occurs to me its kinda strange that the 10th anniversary of the Sendai Earthquake and Tsunami passed with nary a mention. Prolly too much going on with nCoV-2019 vaccines, Stimulus³, Myanmar satellites, and all that jazz with Scotland Yard/murderous cop/royal involvement and Oprah and stuff. Gonna be damn interesting to see how many people’s stimulus payments are intercepted by bill collectors. Should cause quite the uproar. And since we’re on the topic of who gets money and why…

It cost Americans more than $66 million to cash their first stimulus checks. Why that could happen again with the $1,400 payments

From the article…

“Almost one year ago, Congress authorized the first $1,200 stimulus checks to help Americans cope with the unprecedented coronavirus pandemic. Most of those payments – 74% – were sent by direct deposit to bank accounts. However, some 22% of Americans received the payments by paper check.”

People spent an estimated $66.6 million in fees to cash those checks through retailers or check cashers, according to a recent report by the non-profit organization Financial Health Network and published by Brookings Institution.

Heh...66.6. Digressssssixsixsix.
^Iron Maiden – The Number Of The Beast (Official Video)^

When the first stimulus check came around, I saw a video appear on YouTube where the dude appears to have spent the entire stimulus check on a stimulating pile of fireworks.

Wait...WUT?!??!???

How DARE someone spend money on something so frivolous!!!!!! That money is supposed to be spent on children and food and necessities and healthcare and all the modern shit we need to survive!!! Doesn’t this fucking asshole know that we are in the midst of a global pandemic and the entire world is on the brink of collapse?!? Do your part!!!

 PUT THAT MONEY WHERE IT IS NEEDED YOU SELFISH GRANDSTANDING ATTENTION-WHORING PRICK!!!!
^LEMMY on TRUMP in 1991^

Now, you gotta keep in mind that I am a fireworks guy. Have been completely enamored with the things ever since a firecracker almost blew off two of my fingers and a thumb at the age of three, I’ve worked at fireworks stands on and off since I was 16, have tinkered with “the big stuff” here and there, and am most certainly not your average person who plays with fireworks once or twice a year. So as I’m staring at this video sitting in my recommended on YouTube about some guy who is bragging that he spent his entire COVID check on fireworks, something occurs to me…

Q: Dude! Who in the FUCK is this speaking in your head?!?!?

You, of all people, know damn well that the margins in fireworks are as such that most fireworks retailers struggle to survive.

You, of all people, know that people spending their lockdown checks on fireworks will help the fireworks industry to survive this mess that is almost sure to hit the fireworks industry particularly hard because virtually all fireworks come from China.

You, of all people, know that any, and I mean ANY, social pressure to spend the stimulus money only on either this or that is going to be little more than salesmanship at work trying to divert those funds into specific pockets.

So why, in the name of all that is holy and good, are you sitting here with mouth agape at this dude broadcasting to the world that they just spent their $1,200 on fireworks? Who in the HELL is in your head telling you to be offended at this?!!?!?!??????

A: Heard Immunity?

“The Herd” has told me about things to watch out for. I have “heard” that the herd is trying to protect and insulate me against coloring outside of the lines. To be mindful of those who are doing their own thing, to be offended over people doing their own thing, and to call these rogues out and shame them so that they step in line and do only as they are told. We are in difficult times right now and we must all pull together and do our part.

Part. Part. Our part. Do our part.

Hrm…why does “my part” sound more like your part and less like my part?

NOTE: the video below, at the time of this writing, has 666 likes, and 7 dislikes. Coincidence?

Rock on.
^Judas Priest – Exciter (live Japan HD)^

Something for you to think about as you process this…while it took you a while to read all that, and you are prolly spending quite a bit of time trying to comprehend what it all means…all of that transpired in my head in a matter of seconds. I was shocked at seeing some dude announcing to the world that he spent his stimulust funding on feeding his pyro bug, but something in my head kept me from being truly offended.

Then, it almost immediately dawned on me that we are an extraordinarily diverse society living extremely diverse lives, and each and every person is likely the best determiner as to where this money can be best spent. So when I, a coupla days ago saw that article bitching that check cashing places made $66.6 (heh) million bucks off of cashing people’s stimulus checks, I was like…

‘woah woah woah there sparky…loads of people in this country depend on check cashing places 365/366 days of the year.’

What in the fuck is wrong with check cashing establishments making money for providing the service(s) that they do? Don’t check cashing places need some stimulizationizing money as well so that they can stay in operation and folks can keep cashing their checks? The only thing that I can come up with is to why anyone would complain, is that someone is really fucking angry that they missed a piece of that $66.6 million dollar pie.

^Yes Roundabout with Geddy Lee on Rock & Roll Hall of Fame 2017^

And whilst we are on the topic of royalty pies and royal pie makers, yesterday was Pi Day, and I spent a good portion of it languishing over a body language video evaluating the Oprah interview thingie. Didn’t see the interview, and this body language vid didn’t help me in that regard. The fucking thing is 2 hours long, and yet they only used about two or three minutes of the actual Oprah/Harry/Meghan interview. Kinda strange that the interview itself appears to also be around two hours long. Anyway, if you watch the body language vid, I’d like to point out two things…

1 – watch how animated all four of these dudes are when they are speaking, and also watch how stoic they all are when they are not speaking, and also note how supportive they all are of eachother.

2 – advertising, plugs, advertising, plugs and yep…more advertising and more plugs right down to the synchronous element of matching coffee mugs.

Good thing there’s suffering and turmoil in the world, eh? Without them, these fellas and others like them would be out of a job. Don’t believe me? Go to YouTube, and search for “body language oprah” (without quotes) and look and how many videos from people there are on just this subject. God only knows how much money Oprah’s own “stimulus package” has pumped into the economies of the world.

^Deep Purple – Child In Time – Live (1970)^
Low + Low = Low?

Was watching a DW documentary this morning on the topic of harvesting resources from asteroids, and one of the scientists mentions that if a human were to board the Millennium Falcon and travel into the asteroid belt, the chances of actually encountering an asteroid is quite low.

Wait...what?

I get what they are saying in that “asteroid belts don’t look like they do in the movies/Star Wars/Empire Strikes Back”, or at least our own asteroid belt doesn’t look like that. But aside from the fictional element/cultural reference that many may not understand because they haven’t seen the movie, there is a coupla glaring issues with your analogy. First being, you are going there specifically to encounter an asteroid so you can harvest elements, and yet you are saying that in traveling there, the chances of encountering an asteroid is quite low? Statements like that are unlikely to impress potential investors.

But that’s not what really got me to scratching my head. My original problem was this idea that Low + Low = Low. Lemme splain…

Q: What are the chances of a human traveling to the asteroid belt aboard a spacecraft?

A: Low

Low chance of traveling to asteroid belt + low chance of hitting an asteroid = low?

(maybe even zero?)

High chance of traveling to asteroid belt = low chance of hitting an asteroid?

You can stand here on Earth/Terra and calculate that, because of the relative sparsity of the asteroid belt, the chances of an unintended and/or unexpected encounter/collision is quite low. But you say such things in the safety of us never having been there. Simply by the act of humans actually traveling there, you change the odds completely. Sure some of our gadgets have headed out that way, but we ourselves, have not. Observer Effect notwithstanding, when the chances of a human being traveling to the asteroid belt increases, so will the odds of chance encounters with an asteroid or rock or dust or micrometeorite or some other something.

But, what the fuck do I know. I never leave this room, let alone travel around the solar system all day, every day.

heh
^Blue Öyster Cult – Godzilla^

Kind of a weird thought, eh? I never leave this room, and yet, I still manage to zoom around the solar system and this galaxy and even this Universe…all day, every day.

^Billy Thorpe – Children Of The Sun (Exclusive Video)^

cYa | cFa

^Saxon – Rough And Ready^

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*Syringe rhymes with Ginge and Whinge… /stubs butt…*

*Kinda ironic Leggy going viral…*

And that, Dear Reader, is that. We hope you have enjoyed spending time with us and we look forward to seeing you again soon. Have a Song 😉

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