Missive From ‘Merica: From the Edge

Missive Time, Dear Reader! I challenged the Okie Devil of Text US to send a postcard…

*Cade… /squints… You must know, Clicky…*

*Oh, you were pulling my Leg…*

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You are reading this sentence.

You have read that sentence.

You have read the previous two sentences, and are now reading this.

I can see why some people hate my writing.

I certainly give plenty of reasons.
Let’s keep at it.
^Pan-Pot – Weltlinie^

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My kids went to a Superbowl party yesterday. Just asked my youngest who won, and he said…

”The Patriots. No wait, the…um…no, yeah, the Patriots.”

I’m guessing that one of the two teams had a fair shot at being the victor, and I guess someone, the game’s MVP, is going to Disneyland. Speaking of that, a certain someone passed along a link to a YT video where the Superbowl is being declared as…a Satanic Ritual!!!

Now, I don’t mean to get off on a rant here, but this sounds vaguely…familiar. Lots of people I’ve bumped into over the past few years have talked about the ritualistic nature of events, and especially, sporting events. Not going to mention any names, but yeah, there seems to be a fascination in certain realms with those who have a fascination with events. Almost sounds like watchers watching watchers kind of thing.

Digress to the realm of digrestishness.
^Boston 168 – Oblivion [ODDEVEN004]^

Dial 911, and I come running. The video is below, and if you take the time to read the description, you’ll notice that it uses enough catchy vernaculars to choke a horse. That immediately makes me personally…skeptical.

Skeptical about the content. 

Yes, I actually watched this video all the way through. It pretty much contains the same old crap of manufacturing synchronicities and/or syncs or whatever, and they do this by taking images and juxtaposing them to suit the video creator’s needs. Not saying that stuff like this isn’t sometimes shocking or jarring, because it is. But that’s kinda the deal with seeing things for the first time. Meaning: we wonder as to the meaning; we stand (or sit) with mouth agape, and wonder as to the purpose.

Is this chance?

Is this fate?

Why did I find this?

The short answer is, because you were looking for it. The long answer is, well, that’s your own path.

You'll find it....whatever it is.
^deadmau5 “Soma”^

“The Blood of Jesus” is very important in this video. So are shapes and symbolism, and how Satanists uses symbolism to achieve their purposes or whatever. Ironic that the creators of this video also use symbolism to forward their own agendas. Not only that, they use the very same symbolism. Makes we wonder which side you are really on. But while watching the video, and listen to their “Christian” blah blah blah, all I could think about, was…

…but Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. Early in the morning he came again to the temple. All the people came to him, and he sat down and taught them. The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and placing her in the midst they said to him, “Teacher, this woman has been caught in the act of adultery. Now in the Law, Moses commanded us to stone such women. So what do you say?” This they said to test him, that they might have some charge to bring against him. Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground. And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, “Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.” And once more he bent down and wrote on the ground. But when they heard it, they went away one by one, beginning with the older ones, and Jesus was left alone with the woman standing before him.

John 8: v 1-9 (ESV)

You gonna accuse Jesus of being Satanic for scribbling in the dirt?

Yeah, I didn't think so. 

Anyway, here’s the video if you have 13 minutes and 57 seconds to waste. 

^Satanic Ritual Bowl 53. Serpent Eyes Tree of Life. 69. Dragon of Babylon! 911^

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As Roob has stated in her previous article, me and her watched Lord Of The Rings over the weekend. Yeah, all three of the fuckers.

The extended versions. 

What a journey that must have been. No…not the viewing by us over the weekend…the movie making process itself. I have no idea how long the process was, but it must have been long. Prolly a lot of people thrown together who had never met each other, possibly some long-term and lasting friendships created.

Q: Ever notice the views on a YT video, and you go back and watch the same video later, and the video has less views than it did the first time you watched it?

A: ???

Prolly has something to do with YouTube auditing and pruning views from click-farms or other nefarious revenue-generating streams. What’s that? You weren’t aware there was such a thing as click farms?

Click Farm

Click Fraud

You may also not have known that YT and other providers audit stats, but they do. What does YT video views/auditing, people meeting on a movie set, and click farms have to do with me and Roob watching the LOTR trilogy over the weekend?

MSM, baby. Networking.
^Regal – Fenix (Amelie Lens Remix) [INV020]^

If you want to watch people walk great distances in slow-motion, all while rehashing the same old arguments over and over, then LOTR is for you.

Stereotypes and archetypes. 

Holding on to the same old grudges, and doing the right thing anyway. The films definitely give you a lot of time to ponder the concepts addressed. That is, if you can stand the constant drone of the music trying to guide and direct your emotions. And the music in these films certainly does that. Almost as if the music is added simply to let you know how you should be feeling about a particular scene or set of events or whatever. It almost follows that soft-loud-soft principle that has become such a feature in contemporary/modern pop music.

Dynamics (Music)
Loudness
Frequency Response
Envelope (Music) (Redirected from ADSR envelope)
Attack
Decay
Sustain
Release

You think that certain people in certain groups/streams or whatever would use certain principles of warfare in an otherwise unrelated field or venue? Maybe even use musical principles as a tool of warfare? Prolly a stretch to think that someone would violate the sanctity and purity of something so wonderful as music, but to be fair, not everyone likes music. Lots of war, wars, battle/combat in this movie. Maybe music and warfare go together like bread and butter. Gollum hated bread for some reason tho.

Weird little fucker.
 ^FJAAK – The Tube [INVOLVE]^

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Ever feel a weird pinch when moving a certain way? Like, just under the skin. You remove a heavy dish from the oven, and suddenly, there is this weird burning/tearing kind of feeling in the skin of your fingers and/or hand because of how you are holding the dish?

Ergonomics. 

How often do you remove heavy food-laden dishes from an oven? Your main concerns are not getting burned while simultaneously not dropping the dish. Suddenly, there’s this weird pain that threatens you with both. Not to mention, you are left puzzled as to exactly what this pain was, and what was causing it. You get dismissive. You were holding the dish wrong. It was your fault. Ignore it, and make a note to hold dishes differently in the future when removing them from the oven.

^Pan-Pot – White Fiction^

That’s how easy mistakes are to make. You spot a minor irritation, and you make corrective action(s) that allow you to keep finding more and more ways to do things wrong. I’m not damning your ability to overcome obstacles, I’m simply trying to illustrate where things sometimes maybe start to go wrong. You’ll wind up down the road with some mobility threatening disability, and you will start to wonder where it all started.

You’ll look for “the big stuff” first. “Major” injures and traumas. Slips, falls, accidents of any kind that you can attribute to the disability so that insurance can get their socialistic heads wrapped around where to collate you and your ailment. They ain’t gonna pay for it otherwise.

Not that I’ve been down that road or anything, and not that I still travel it now. Just trying to maybe pass along, that yeah, I’m still working on it, and maybe you can help me out by making some mental notes about the things that you normally might think of as being dismissible and/or negligible. Especially those things that you move to the “welp, that’s just part of getting old” pile of excuses.

Sorry, that's not good enough for me.
^Setaoc Mass – True Lies [SK11006]^
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I’m supposed to be writing a postcard. Limeys hate postcards, and they hate German postcards even more. So let’s us see what an Okie can come up with for Limeys to hate on.

Hrrrmmmm. 

Where should I start? I KNOW!!! Don’t postcards have like a standard? Like, postcards have to be of a certain exact set of dimensions in order to be qualified as a postcard?

Postcard Sizes

AH AH!!!!!! There’s mention of “Old British Postcard Sizes” on that article. THAT’S where this hate comes from!!! Goddamn Limeys think they have a monopoly on postcards. Buncha uppity fucks. Let’s see if we can find what the history is.

Postcard

Kitsch

Them’s some strong words coming from 1921. Wasn’t the war well over by then? Weren’t England and Germany supposed to be making nice? Being friends? I guess victory is sometimes as bitter a pill as defeat. I know it sure seems to be that way with Brexit. But what’s that bit about German women being plain? I’ve known a few German women, and they sure as shit didn’t seem “plain” to me. So what in the fuck are these knuckleheads talking about?

^deadmau5 / Faxing Berlin (Original Mix) [full version]^

It seems to be the job of Limeys to be grumpy and/or have a generally bad disposition. Germans tend to be be similarly classified. So what in the fuck is going on with this almost 100 year old battle over the postal systems and their products and services?

Kitsch
Kitschy
Kitschiness
Kitschy
Kitsch
Corny
Kitch
Kitchen
Scheiße
Shit
Corn
Peanuts
Peanut
Bantu
Bantu Peoples
Bantu Languages
A6
Grumman A-6 Intruder
Flight Of The Intruder (Novel)
Rhodopsin-Like Receptors
ISO 216
ISO 9000
Shinola

Ah. Basically, this is some kind of North Sea nonsense as to what is/is not, shit. I would imagine that the principle argument that Limeys have would be any subjective annotations that are made on the postcards themselves. Like, a picture postcard of Buckingham Palace, where the accompanying description says something like

“This is the building where the King and/or Queen of England do most of their fucking and shitting.”

Not that anyone would ever do such a thing.
^deadmau5 / Orca [full version]^

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Speaking of the post and postal systems, me and Roob watched this film called Going Postal the other day.

Going Postal

My first introduction to both Terry Pratchet and his Discworld universe. Yeah, Roob quotes him all the time, and I can kinda follow because it’s usually a contextual reference to whatever is being talked about, but I’ve never read any of his stuff before. It was an interesting tale to be sure.

A fun watch. 

Pretty straightforward, with just enough weirdness to make the tale pretty goddamn strange, and leaves a lot to the imagination as to who these players really are. The acting was great, and, it had Charles Dance in it. Did you know that there is a famous TV fisherman over here in the USA called Bill Dance? And yes, we here in the US actually have outdoor shows where we watch people out hunting and fishing.

^Wehbba – Catarse [DC192]^

A certain someone just passed this along.

Which Category Do You Identify/define Yourself?

On a related note, a week or so ago, someone I talk to on Twitter passed this along to me…

Birth Chart

I went through the whole thing, and the best that I could come up with, was they basically called me a queer. Not completely mind you. It said I was about 9/10ths nelly fag, and the remaining 1/10th was, and I quote…

”not completely homo, but still pretty fucking gay”

OK, so, no, it called me none of that. BUT!!! It did say that I was overwhelmingly feminine. I registered like “8” out of 10 on the gaydar. I guess I might take offense to that if I was “a man’s man” or “macho dude” or whatever, but I’m not. Yes, I like to hunt and fish, but I also like to camp…

*No, Clicky, he means with tents and things…*

*/facepalm… Never mind…*

That means I like the whole process. I don’t want to simply catch the fish, I want to clean it, cook it, eat some myself, and maybe have a person or two or more around the table with me. That means I want to make my own coleslaw and hushpuppies…

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*Not a typo, Clicky…/shrugs… I thought hushpuppies were shoes…*

I want to do the dishes afterwards. Dunno why being good in the kitchen makes me queer, but whatever. I can eat well under the right circumstances, and do so with little to no assistance. Prolly will do an entire blog post over at my own place on these astrology results. Might be fun.

Sure is a shitload of data to contemplate.
^Amelie Lens – Drift^

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There was something else I was wanting to talk about, but I can’t recall what it was. Anyway, I’ve already got four posts sitting in my drafts folder over at my own blog, so I guess I’ll go work on those. Hope your week is a good one, and keep an eye on that negligible shit…k? Just be mindful of it. Your body is speaking to you…

listen.

The conversation, is what it is. I guess “that” is, whatever you make of it. And no, I’m not trying to ambiguous, evasive, cryptic or mysterious. Just trying to relate that maybe sometimes the most confusing and incomprehensible of conversations are those that ultimately have the most meaning.

We know, when we know, and not before. 

To relate, do you know what it would sound like if I asked you 100 questions at the same time? And yeah, I mean, 100 different and independent questions, and asked them all at the same time. Would you be able to answer them all in a single answer? Would that single answer encompass 100 independent, specific and succinct answers to my 100 questions?

K, now think about what you are asking of your body at a given time. Like that little pinch we talked about earlier. You wanna know why it is happening? You want answers? Welp, you basically are going to be asking a whole lot of questions of that pinch and your body, and you’re going to do it all at once. The nature of nesting and embedding, and the nature of time and times. Of course, you could just ask for a miracle and be done with it. But whatever you do, that’s your choice.

Good luck.
^Leftwing & Kody – What You Sayin^

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

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*Well yeah, of course there are Hush Puppy boots, Clicky, but that’s not what Cade meant, either… /shakes head… And get a Song…*

 

Time Lard of the Smoke Rings…

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

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

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

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 1

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

… ‘Twas Cade that mentioned ‘lard’…

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 1

*/puffs contentedly…*

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

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 2Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 4

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

Legs Cade and Roob Friday Convo 3

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

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

Cade and Roob Saturday Convo 1

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

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

*And the other one, Clicky…*

*/laughs like a drain and stubs butt…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader 😉

Chinese Whispers

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*Adora Belle Dearheart from the last post, Clicky… /lights up… I really did enjoy remote viewing ‘Going Postal’ with Cade this week… /drags…*

‘As is obvious from Moist’s nickname for her, “Spike”, she isn’t that adorable, nor is she a ‘dearheart’.’

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*/winces… Okay, okay I’ll get on with it. Sheesh…*

Not sure if you’re aware, Dear Reader, but on the 4th of February, in a couple of days time, the Chinese Year of the (Earth) Dog comes to an end…

… And the Year of the (Earth) Pig begins the very next day…

*Indeed, the female, Earth pig, Clicky… /smokes… Pug to pig, nicely done. A game! My turn… /pats snout…*

‘According to the Chinese Horoscope theory, Female Earth is connected to the farmland. Pig mainly contains Male Water with Male Wood. Male Water is river and Male Wood is tall tree or wooden boat. The sign of 2019 Female Earth Pig year is a river flows over the farmland. It might cause flooding.’

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*/flicks ash… Aha! That’s 2-2… /sucks teeth… Well Lashy does say the Aeon Sophia has a wicked sense of humour… /final drag… *

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*Underdog Anthology VIII: Mo’ Biomass Strip will be out in the spring, Clicky… /stubs butt… I suppose I could write a story about a diamond pig…*

*/gulps… Yikes!*

Enjoy the Chinese New Year festivities this weekend, Dear Reader… And have a Song ❤

*You win, Clicky… /rolls eyes…*

 

 

Adventures in Proof Reading…

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

garyk30 calcs on a fagbox

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

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

*Royalty? …/squints… Castles…*

roob relates a castle sync on merovee

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

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

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

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

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

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

— S. L. MacGregor Mathers (1904)

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

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

Noes Knows…

LAST TIME

*Thanks Clicky… /pats snout… That post featured a Brexit-hear… /makes rollie…*

‘A wire as marking the finish line of a racecourse is attested from 1883.’

Yesterday, MPs voted on PM Jackboots’ DisMay Deal for leaving the EU, Dear Reader. It did not go so well for the poor mare…

*/flicks lighter… Didn’t pass the ‘smell test’, Clicky… /lights up… She dressed it up to look like Brexit… /drags…  fooled the ayes, butt knot the noes… /streams smoke… Proper rotten it was…*

… I posted not-eyes of the result in the Red universe of MEROVEE. Cue Selfie…

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The Prime Minister had better luck this evening, however, when the LOTO’s tabled ‘Motion of No Confidence’, following last night’s historic defeat, was beaten. Again by the noes. A short one; only nineteen votes this time…

*Gove triggered? …/smokes… MPs shouting ’til they’re hoarse…*

*Seabiscuit! …/final drag… Couldn’t find the scene from the movie, Clicky? …/stubs butt…*

In Reel Life: After losing the 1937 Santa Anita Handicap by a nose, Pollard tells Howard and Smith that he lost because he didn’t see Rosemont, the winner, coming up on him. He confesses that he’s blind in his right eye.

In Real Life: Pollard never told Smith and Howard that he was half-blind. His excuse for losing that race was that he had been stuck on the rail, which was slow, and was unable to get to the outside. “Had he let on that he was blind in one eye, his career would have been over,” writes Hillenbrand. “Howard accepted Pollard’s explanation without criticism. Neither he nor Smith blamed him.”

It’s sad to say, but both the Government and Opposition have proven themselves to be utter shite at implementing the result of the Independence Referendum. But what to do, Dear Reader?

*Mrs Reign, eh? …/chortles…*

Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Bah ‘Umbug

Gotta missive for you now, Dear Reader, from the Okie Text US Devil. He sent it to me on Thursday but I’ve delayed posting it as we’ve also embarked on remote viewing ‘The Wire’ together this week…

*It’s fuckin’ grippin’, Clicky… /lights up… Why’d the fuck it take me so long… /drags… to see it, eh? …/streams smoke… Fuck gnos…*

We were interrupted on Tuesday evening when the domicile in which Cade resides lost power. We were cut off, so I decided to watch ‘Brexit: The Uncivil War’ that had been broadcast on Channel 4 the previous night. I told Legs…

roob tells legs about the brexit movie

 *His first birthday that we spent together… /grins… ‘Return to the Forbidden Planet’… /drags… based on ‘The Tempest’ by Shakes-Sphere… /blows smoke rings...* 

 

*Dunno what the fuss is about. The yellow vested Brexit-hear did great… /taps ash… Hang on, what’s today’s date, Clicky?*

*Our wedding anniversary! …/cocks head… Is that the phone? Fuck!*

 

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Bob Zmuda just appeared on my radar. So let’s do this. Let’s doo a re:view of the…

SYNCHROSPHERE!!!

SYNCHROSPHERE!!! <—(this is a textual echo)


(this is also an echo “tex tu, al”) —> SYNCHROSPHERE!!!


SYNCHROSPHERE!!! <—(yep, more decaying, textual echo)

 

Wait, what’s that? You don’t know who Bob Zmuda is and are wondering why I’m not tossing you a link?

Well look him up your own damn self. 

You’re reading this, which means you have Internet access, which means you have access to search engines and all kinds of media, which means that if you want to know who in the fuck Bob Zmuda is, you’ve the freedom to look him up at your own leisure.

There are a couple of reasons why I don’t like linking. First, the search mechanisms that I choose to use may be something that you and your SJW or Republican Party buddies hate and boycott and protest or whatever. Similarly, I may sometimes utilize pathways you’ve never heard of, and by default, you are skeptical and think I’m trying to e-lead you…

e-down

…some e-dark

…and e-untrustworthy

…e-pathway.

But one of the big reasons that I hate using hyperlinks is because they change. As of late I’ve noticed that some entities are getting really fucking sloppy with link maintenance.

 (prolly due to reliance on automation, but that's just a guess)
Wikipedia: Link Rot
Link Rot
Dead-Link
Broken-Link
Deep Linking
What is difference between dead and broken link?

For those of you who did not know such things existed? Well, they do. And instead of me magically teleporting you directly into the middle of the party, it’s typically best if I show you the way to the front door where you can go in like everyone else, if you so choose. This also allows you to make your own travel arrangements, and you can arrive/leave any time you like. I’m such a nice guy. So thoughtful. So considerate. Now get the fuck out of here and don’t come back until the next paragraph.

^Rebuke – Along Came Polly^

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A quick note here before we start to do our digging around The Synchrosphere. The other day on my own blog, I made mention that I’ve started to recycle more and more music in my posts. This is primarily due to the difficulties I face finding new music. If I find some really cool new song on YouTube, and this song does not have a lot of views, YouTube will not create an YT-generated playlist based on this song for me, which would in turn associate similar new music on this playlist.

(goddamn automation...goddamn it straight to hell) 

YouTube will not start adding a video to auto-generated playlists until it reaches so many views. Of course, this may also be a content creator driven thing, because I’m sure that anything monetized will get less cash if YT points it out, than if a user were to find it on their own. This would keep more money in the pocket of content creators, so, makes sense. I have no idea how their shit works tho, just brainstorming based on what I see.

So yeah, recycling a lot of music, when I used to not do that at all. Every song and every image was always something I’d never used in a previous post.

(with very few exceptions) 

That said, all links I share are a “take it or leave it” kind of thing anyway, and I share a lot of music that most people prolly didn’t even know existed. Even I didn’t know it existed until I did. Hell, at some point, even the artist that created it didn’t even know it existed.

 Weird...eh?

^Avicii – Wake Me Up (Official Video)^

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For anyone new to this shit, you may be wondering what “The Synchrosphere” is. Join the fucking club, and I don’t mean those who utilize The Syncrhosphere as a medium for finding people to have sex with. Is there such an arm within The Synchrosphere? As far as I can tell, yeah prolly.

Anyway, The Syncrhosphere seems to revolve mostly around the sharing and exchange of information and ideas. It also seems to be loaded with writers, which means that some will utilize The Synchrosphere as a way for letting other authors know what they working on (professional courtesy kind of network), and still others prolly use it as a field for harvesting ideas. Since we’ve got data and information flowing, and a lot of this “Syncrhosphere” is for the most part out in the open/public, that means that governments, businesses and all kinds of other groups are going to be poking their noses in to see what it’s all about.

You're nosey as fuck, so why wouldn't others be too? 

Plus, the damn thing has a name, and a lot of it centers around spiritualism/religion, psychology, philosophy and history.

Dangerous place with dangerous ideas from dangerous people

History being the most dangerous thing there is, so anything with a history slant is by default going to attract all kinds of interests. That said, and as best I can tell, the first thing that The Synchrosphere did when it was created, was split.

Time,

space,

matter,

energy,

synchonicity,

synchromysticism,

synchromystics,

synchrosophisticates,

synchronauts,
synchrosnots,
synchronots,
synchroknots

…All kinds of crap seems to have spun out of this one idea from one dude named Jake Kotze, but I’ve read here and there that even that fact is hotly contested. Creating a bandwagon means you’re going to have all kinds of people jumping on board for all kinds of reasons, and a lot of those motherfuckers are going to want to drive at some point. But, that’s the intent, so, digress.

NOTE: “Time” seems to be on a lot of minds. Hence, this place attracted me.

^The Crystal Method – Name Of The Game^

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X: What are you thinking here?

Cade: I’m wondering if this is the place for me to do my long-winded rambles.

X: Meaning, you are wondering if you should be investigating a topical type something in “a missive”?

Cade: Yes. Missives are supposed to be the jumbled bunch of nonsense that I write about when I feel like writing, but have nothing to write about.

Z: Didn’t start out that way though, did it.

Cade: No, it did not. Just kinda developed that way over time.

T: Did you put a lot of thought into that?

Cade: Not in the way that I think you mean.

T: And what is it that you think I mean?

Cade: I’ve never given much consideration to what I write for here, and what I wrote for my own blog(s). Have tried to just let it develop.

X: I was under the impression that you never intended to write anything at all over at your own blog.

Cade: Things changed.

X: Any relevant data you can pass along so as to inform any readers as to what changed?

Cade: It’s not “complicated”, if that’s what you are getting at.

X: You lost me.

Cade: The situations that developed to facilitate change are complex, not complicated.

X: Meaning…simple.

Cade: For the most part yeah. A lot of my decisions have already been made for me. I just have to walk the path.

X: I still think some specifics would help.

Cade: Being mindful of the needs of those that I interact with.

X: And who do you interact with?

Cade: Me mostly.

X: That doesn’t sound very “mindful of others’ needs” to me.

Cade: Ironic that me NOT being mindful of others’ needs would also be chalked up as selfish and/or self-centered.

X: Loads of ironies in creation so it would seem.

Cade: Asking someone to take 4 to 5 hours or more out of their day to edit one of these things can be pretty selfish in my opinion.

X: Let me ask you a question about that since she will read this before anyone else does.

Cade: Fire away.

X: Is this your roundabout way of asking her if your writing is taking up too much of her time?

Cade: No. We talked about this very subject only recently, and we talked about some parameters that might make these things more tolerable. There’s no need to use innuendo in these things because we talk all the time.

X: So what’s the problem?

Cade: I’m not sure exactly. I just noticed that the first section or “paragraph” as I call them, was mighty long in this particular whatever.

X: So pull it all out, post all this on your own blog, and start over with something new for The LoL.

Cade: No.

X: Why not?

Cade: Because I started this with her in mind.

X: There it is.

Cade: Indeed…there it is.

X: The more you definitive you get, the less you have.

Cade: It kinda appears that way sometimes.

X: And you want it all.

Cade: Of course. Who doesn’t?

X: …

^The Prodigy – Omen (Official Video)^

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^Imagine Dragons – It’s Time^

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*Like fuck it has! …/stubs butt…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

The Preposition Supposition

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*No, Clicky… /lights up… that’s ‘proposition’… /drags… Why anyone would desire suboptimal sex… /streams smoke… is beyond me…*

Twitter chum, Mhehed Zherting, contacted me on Thursday with a question, Dear Reader…

*/drags... Mhehed is such a sweetie… /plumes smoke…*

… He DMed me shortly afterwards, expanding on the question he’d thought of…

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preposition (n.)

late 14c., from Latin praepositionem (nominative praepositio) “a putting before, a prefixing,” noun of action from past participle stem of praeponere “put before,” from prae “before” (see pre-) + ponere“put, set, place” (past participle positus; see position (n.)). In grammatical use, a loan-translation of Greek prothesis, literally “a setting before.” Old English used foresetnys as a loan-translation of Latin praepositio.

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*Tell me about it! … /flicks ash… To be honest, Clicky, an ‘eadache I’m getting from that…*

If you’re still a little fuzzy on what a preposition is, Dear Reader, this may help…

*Expressing relationships between things temporally and spatially… /stubs butt… Interesting connections…*

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, Dear Reader, and have a Song ❤

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Christmas Special

*WTF, Clicky?! I was sleeping… /yawns… I remote viewed ‘True Detective’ with Cade last night… /rubs eyes… Didn’t get to bed until ‘what fucking time do you call this?’ o’clock…*

*Yeah, I really enjoyed watching the second season again… /coughs… What do want, Click? Why’d you get me up so early?*

Cade spots a sample and tells Roob

*/lights up… Oh that was a fantastic spot by Cade… /drags… Sampled dialogue from a TV show that I introduced him to, on a song that he’d introduced me too… /streams smoke…*

*Yeah… /flicks ash… So why’d ya feel it necessary to wake me up, Clicky? I mean, I love you dearly, adopted dolphin assistant, but significantly less so on only a couple of hours of kip, my love…*

*Oh, Cade and I remote viewed that on Boxing Night… /drags smoke… It’s one of my favs… /exhales smoke… Atlas… ATTLAS… ‘K?*

*/drops jaw… And ‘Apollo 13’ on Christmas Night! Wow… /squints… So if I work it back, that’s ATTLAS, Atlas, holding the earth’s position…*

*Clever! …/pat snout… And that’s why you woke me up so early, Clicky?*

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*Fuck! I forgot… /stubs butt… I gotta iron…*

 

More Of US

I meant to post about this earlier, Dear Reader, but have been rather remiss due to other matters requiring my attention…

On the evening of the 20th November 2018, the Red universe of MEROVEE disappeared…

Merovee gone blue

*Poor Frank! Tremayne-dos fella… /sparks light… Oh no, Poor Us! Everything we’ve posted there over the past six years, cruelly snatched away… /lights up… I gotta say, that’s a fucking weird image for WordPress to backdrop their message with, Clicky… /drags… Cheering crowds? …/streams smoke… Arms raised…*

*/smokes… Hmm… /thinks*

Weirdly enough, four days later on Saturday 24th November 2018, Dear Reader, an army of ‘Yellow Vests’ took to the streets of Paris, Franc-e, demonstrating against a rise in Green taxes…

*If you take the yellow out of green, you’re left with blue… /flicks ash… An’ if you take the red out of purple, you’re left with blue…*

*Didn’t Brazil recently elect their own ‘Orange Man’, Clicky? …/stubs butt… Witch means if you take the red/excretion/piss out of ‘Trump’, you get yellow…*

Fortunately, Dear Reader, there is a new MEROVEE sight, although its address has changed to Meroveus…. More Of Us… Sounds scary 😉

Have a Song…

Friends’ Adventure in Remote Viewing…

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy Sign Outside The House of Witchcraft

*You wanna start with Cade’s screenshot, Clicky? …/lights up… Okay…*

Dear Reader, the above screenshot is provided by The Okie Devil of Text US. It’s from the first of three espionage movies we remotely viewed together yesterday. I chose the first movie: ‘Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy’ as I’d seen it with my sister Juju way back when it came out. This was in the days before I’d even heard about synchronicity, let alone synchromysticism. I didn’t remember much about the movie except that it was an enjoyable ensemble piece that might appeal to my friend Cade…

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*/drags… I read it at The Slog, just before we watched the movie, Clicky… /blows… ‘Democrats, Looking Ahead to 2020, See a Future That Is Female’… /puffs… Is that like 2020 vision?*

*Ha! Excellent Ted Talk, Clicky… /squints… Okay, I see your crow and raise ya… /smiles sweetly…*

The second movie that we watched, ‘Body of Lies’, had already been selected by Cade…

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This film centered around two characters, ostensibly on the same side, working together remotely. I spotted a couple of connections to the first movie…

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*/flicks ash… Simon ‘Montagu’ McBurney?*

*/Drags… Shakes Sphere gets fuckin’ everywhere… /winks… DiCAPrio played a Montague not a CAPulet… /streams smoke…*

Our third movie for remote viewing yesterday was suggested by me but chosen by Cade, Dear Reader. One based on the true story of a mathematical genius who was viewed by the people around him as to being somewhat remote. Plus it starred Benedict Cumberbatch, who’d been part of the ‘Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy’ ensemble…

*/final drag… Facially, Benny-boy is a dead ringer for dad, Clicky…*

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*/plumes smokes… Would that be Jakob Grimm of The Brothers Grimm, Clicky? …/stubs butt… Heh!*

In the end we didn’t manage to see the fourth film, ‘The Manchurian Candidate’, as it was time for me to sleep…

*/rolls eyes…*

There’s a new Doctor Who episode tonight, so I hope to be back with a post or two about it later this week. Sew… until then, Dear Reader… Have a Song 😀