*…/sweats…*

*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… Pubs stink of sweat an’ piss now? No shit, Sherlock… /flicks lighter… Haha! Similar fing occurred ‘ere this week. Turns out the mess was down to Fing 1… /lights up… Luckily Loops fessed; I was about to blame Fing 2… /drags… Well, ya would wooden ya…*

*Tru… /sucks in nicotine… butt the bloo universe ain’t ’til Sunday, Clicky…  /blows out CO2… This post is about the MEROVEE read one… /scratches cheek…*

EXCRETION

In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, E stands for Excretion…

*/puffs… Well, that’s one way of looking at it I suppose, Clicky…*

Roob asks Cade for a shit song 1Roob asks Cade for a shit song 2

*/flicks ASH… Cade-style? Sure, sure… Fire ’em up…/drags…*

Q. Roob, why did you assign the colour ‘red’ to ‘Excretion’?

A: *.../concentrates...*

Thats what he said

*/snorts smoke… Well yeah kinda… /blushes… Ask another…*

Q. Roob, why do you refer to MEROVEE as the Red universe?

A: *.../squints...*

*Neo or Leo, red or blue? A bit limiting, Clicky… /deep drag… Course, I’d take both… /blows smoke ring… Butt that’s me… /taps teeth… Still, can be messy… /puffs… Very messy…*

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If you want to be a good typist… … …wait… … …scratch that, and let’s start over.

If you want to be a really fucking good at typing on a computer keyboard, you are going to have to be a great computer keyboard navigator. You’re gonna have to get over certain preconceptions…

like looking at the keyboard as you type...

being fast…being accurate. I mean, when we type…

we wanna be understood...right? 

We’ve got something we want to say/express, and we wanna say/express that. Don’t matta howz we sez it, we jus wanna sex it. I mean, sez it. So yeah…don’t matta howz we sez it, we just wanna sez it…yeah?

I’m gonna suggest that the “home” and “end” and “arrow” keys are prolly the most important keys to get familiar with learning to use when typing on the computer keyboard. The home and end keys can get you somewhere precise very quickly, and the arrow keys can take over from there. This keeps that hand of yours off the motherfucking mouse, which will in turn speed up your typing dramatically.

Once you get good at reaching over and tapping the home/end keys without looking, you’ll realize that you can just as easily slide you hand just a bit and get to using those arrow keys. Once you can do both of those, you’ll start to wonder what in the FUCK you’ve been thinking all these years by using the mouse instead of the home/end/arrow keys to get your cursor where it needs to be.

Pro Tip: You ARE going to make mistakes. Bunches of them. It’s just part of it.

^FRONT 242 – Agressiva Due^
Excretion. Ex-skreet. X-Crete.

Crete

Hmmm….

‘The palace of Knossos lies in Crete.’

Wut’s dat mean? Yeah…that “Knossos” word. Let’s look it up.

Knossos

It only caught my eye because of a word that came to me by…erm… “mysterious means” …a few years ago.

Kenosis

And of course the inflection reminds me of something else as well.

Gnosis

Gnosticism

Divine Spark

Let’s go back to that “Kenosis” Wikipedia page tho. There’s something that kinda caught my eye on that page. Either something that has been added, or something that has been removed. So I’m gonna check the revisions page…

and yep...

that page has been edited 48 time since January of 2013. January 2013 is around about the same time that this “Kenosis” word somehow mysteriously crept into my head, I’ve visited that particular page quite a few times in the last 5+ years, and yeah…it appears there’s some modern modalities, arguments and perhaps even controversies that continue to intrude on this ancient concept. Must be some interpretive types of discussion going on behind the screens…I mean…scenes.

‘October 25, 2017 – Correct inappropriate link to emptiness as boredom, social alienation. Kenosis is the process of emptying one’s self.’

Wait…WHAT?!?!? Neither “boredom” nor “social alienation” are to be associated with “emptying one’s self” and/or “being empty”?!?!?!?

Ya know, one of the first ever illustrations of Lucifer that I ever saw was in a Bible that was given to me as a kid, and it showed this angel leaning up against a building in Heaven with his head bowed and picking at his fingernails. It was obvious that the artist who drew this pic was trying to convey that Lucifer was bored as fuck.

Lost.

Dejected.

Rejected.

Conflicted.

I mean, have these people editing Wikipedia actually taken the time to consider what “the will of God” may be with respect to time as it applies to you as an individual? What happens if you empty yourself out, but you do such a great fucking job that you are WAY ahead of schedule? Or something has changed? What if you are a hoarder by nature and this “emptying” process takes a lot longer than expected?

Boredom

Yeah…I think someone at Wikipedia might need to give some thoughts to the “verb” parts of “verbiage” in this context. I mean, you can even be busy as shit, and bored as fuck. Maybe so fucking bored that you nitpick the living shit out of anything and everything, up to, and including, the smallest of additions that may in fact have major impacts on how one thinks based on what is available to them, and when.

^FRONT 242 – Quite Unusual^

So let’s get away from these more abstract notions about emptying, and get onto some solid shit that is more directly related to MRS REGN. Let’s connect some dots.

Whenever you take something into your piehole, masticate it into sweet, sweet oblivion, and then swallow it, that and those process(es) are likely to start spinning up a lot of digestive processes within your being. I say “being” and not “body” because there is much more to eating than just and only “nutrition” as science seems to look at it. I mean, you wouldn’t be eating it unless it tasted good…

right? 

It prolly smelled good, looked good, may have even felt good…from preparing it, to dishing it out, to portioning it, to shoving it into your fat face…yeah…prolly felt good. So lots of processes going on there that you might not be thinking about, because it ain’t just/only about calories and carb content(s), and sugar amounts, and whether or not your gut is gonna hang over your new Speedo when you take them out for a spin at the beach next month.

So as you inhale that guilt burger and fries, your asshole prolly already starts getting messages that a delivery is en route and should be there within the next 12-48 hours. Unless the burger has botulism...in which case…a partial delivery can be expected in 2-4 hours depending on how much goes back out the way it came in.

Digress. 

Growth is growth. Doesn’t matter whether it’s packing on muscle, or ditching fat, or even both…you are either adding to the negative column(s) or subtracting from the additive column(s).

So yeah...growth.
^David Holmes – Gone (PFM remix)^

So…when we mix red with green, and red with purple, and green with purple, the above is what results. There are 21 distinctive iterations in each individual color change. So yeah, from base color to base color on each end, there are 19 colors between the two bases.

Actually, there are a lot more than that, but the tool that I used only gave me 19 changes between the two base colors.

But lets get it back to more like the more triangular connective image that I made above.

We gots us red in one area, green in another, and purple in yet another…all packed into a single space, and yet still packed in to single spaces. Makes for some odd concepts to think about…eh?

Welp, not really. I mean, you’d prolly not be very hard pressed to find an image of a person being scanned with an infrared scanned that shows body heat and/or temperature differentials, and those are not going to be much different than viewing x-ray images or catscans, or an MRI scan of some kind…

it's all about focus, focusing and what you are focused on. 

Do you wanna know where you are going? Do you wanna know where you should go? Do you wanna know how you are gonna get there? I can prolly help with some of that. I may even be able to help with all of that. Shits gonna get funky tho. Just sayin’. Maybe not tho.

/me shrugs
^public enemy – hazy shade of criminal – Greatest Misses^

If you need to take a shit, you should prolly focus on the successful completion of that process. Dump it, wipe it, flush it. Of course, you MIGHT wanna make sure you can facilitate the successful completion of that middle part, once you’ve actually located an adequate location to dump your yesterday’s burger and fries.

Always a good idea to check. 

But yeah, if ya gotta go, ya gotta go. Don’t pucker and clinch and hold it. I mean, your body has already done all the work for you…ain’t you got a few minutes to help a brother or sister out? OH!!! And don’t forget to wash. You’re filthy. We don’t want your filth.

Q: I wonder where that botulism you’re injecting in your face or whatever came from?

A: !!!

Prolly originated in a pig’s ass. Or unicorn tears. Maybe both. Meh…it’s your body…do whatever in the fuck you want with it. I’d prolly still kiss you.

^Zero – Smashing Pumpkins^

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inshitsherlock

*Me too! …/stubs butt… Say, go fetch Cade’s Song for us petal… /pats snout… There’s a good dolphin…*

Well then, Dear Reader, that’s Excretion in the bag. Two more aspects of MRS REGN to go under these micros’ scope.  Until tomorrow… Have a Song 😀

Missive From ‘Merica: ‘K. Ask Cade

Dear Reader, on Sunday, after posting at the LoL, The Okie Devil and I decided to resume our exploration of Doctor Who…

Cade and Roob in Sunday night convo 3

*Oh good idea, Clicky… /lights up… Convo selfies…*

Since, I first introduced Cade to the the Doctor, we’ve also watched the complete Deadwood series (his offering) and most of Sherlock (my offering). Synchronized viewing, across the Pond via the internet, all kicked off by the age old starting together method of “3, 2, 1, Go!”

Thankfully the last season of Sherlock is not readily available…

reality

*To be honest, Clicky, I didn’t look that hard… /drags… What they did to that show? …/thumps chest… Still. Fucking. Hurts! …/snorts smoke…*

Whilst we were watching, fellow Mero-VEEP and Blade & Chalice blogger, GeneofIsis (MJ), paid a visit to the LoL. She very kindly posted some comments and photographs…

Cade and Roob in Sunday night convo 2

And here it is, Dear Reader: a ‘Missive From ‘Merica’ inspired by MJ 😀 Enjoy! ❤

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Let's carry on something I started elsewhere...

Continuing here will allow me to float a bit. I must admit tho, I do not want to float…I’d prefer to address things more directly, as requested. Not sure I can do that. We’ll see how and where this goes.

^BSOD / This Is Also The Hook [full version]^

If you are creating a systematic type of environment for others to follow, do you work it forwards? Or would it make more sense to work from valley to summit, backwards?

Does that even make sense?

Think of it like this…if you are going to commit yourself to summit a transcendent type of peak, where do you start? It’s likely that you’ll actually start this journey when you made the decision to package and sell your journey to others.

So, isn't that the logical place to start?

You are going to be selling your bullshit to others, which means they are likely to want to do the same, so it makes more sense to me to start relating your journey when you became enlightened as to the potential commercial benefits of sharing your program with others.

Do I have you pissed off yet? Cause I have a program for sell that helps one deal with unfounded anger issues. The starter program is on special this week for $399.95. And you get a free “I Fuck On The First Date” coffee mug when you purchase the program.

^The KLF – What Time Is Love?(1991)^

Figuring things out can be rough. So let’s go backwards and look at some shit that I saw in some comments that a certain someone made recently on a certain blog.

7 spokes on the Honda (looks like a Honda anyway /shrug)

8 spokes on the spinning wheel

22 panes in the windows

07 in the reflection

The masonry is quite stunning, and the color of paint is beautifully matched.

Q: Who is holding the camera?

A: ?

Did you know, that if you accidentally like one of your own comments on a WordPress blog post, that you cannot unlike it/undo the action? I related to Roob what this experience felt like on my end. Maybe she’ll share with the class.

Cade and Roob in Sunday night convo 1

^Modern Romance — Everybody Salsa Video HQ^

If you are going to espouse a predictive ability that contains an acceptable degree of precision, you are going to have to have shitloads of variables.

What am I thinking here?

Welp, let’s say that someone asked me to give some of my thoughts about some “synchs” or whatever, and there were potentially loads of purposes behind this request. Such as, what will he write about, and what will he omit? What will his reasoning be behind any omissions, and what will his logic be behind anything included?

Al Bean – The Forgotten Apollo Astronaut

(lolz – many forgotten Apollo astronauts, but he, ironically, is likely the most famous)

Leapfrog – how to get from A to B, all while appearing to not go anywhere in particular, or maybe even many directions at the same time. In this case, I am thinking about The Mercury Seven,

The New Nine,

Wally Schira,
Donald Slayton,

Ed White,

Apollo 9,

Bubblegum,

         Spider,

Apollo 1.

If none of that makes sense, it’s likely because the majority of what was behind the original thought(s) came from seeing a ‘Gemini’ reference, and the DM conversation that took place later on Twitter between myself and Roob. But much of it was predicated on the wording of a certain comment in the comments section of Roob’s blog. I later related that I personally hate the psychological analysis of speech and/or writing. It’s almost like you’ve completely ignored what was said, all for the sake of how it was said. Looking for “hidden meaning(s)” where there in fact may be none.

But back on “synchs” – lolz – this song just came up in my playlist on YouTube. I usually don’t point out shit like this because it happens all the time, but considering the circumstances, I’ll add the song, and you can make what you will of connections (if any).

^Paul Simon – You Can Call Me Al^

I was just watching a documentary on the SR-71 Blackbird.

Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird

Triethylborane

In the documentary, one of the pilots was talking about the simulator training the pilots received, and just how rigorous it was. He stated that it was non-stop errors and malfunctions up to the point to where the pilot was juggling 5 or 6 issues at the same time. When flying at Mach 3 plus, things happen very fast, and you can cover a great distance within a very short period of time. It was at this point that the real purpose of the test began, because you have to prioritize and “drop the ball” with respect to the issues you are juggling, and those doing the testing wanted to see what you prioritized and how you deprioritized your tasks.

Changing gears here, and with respect to a human life and/or human lives that I personally know nothing about, how do I personally prioritize my tasks? Knots in my stomach and a lump in my throat wouldn’t be my first choice, but for some reason, that kind of shit is on auto-pilot.

FYI, Mach 3 is roughly 2,301 miles per hour.

2,301 miles per hour is 3374.8 feet per second.

The fastest bullet speed is reported to be from the .220 swift, which is said to be 1,200 meters per second, which is 3,937 feet per second…so yeah…the aircraft is moving pretty goddamn fast.

3,374.8 feet per second equates to 38.35 miles per minute.

Google Maps reports that London to Southend = 42.0 miles via the A13.

“Distance from Southend-on-Sea to London is 58 kilometers. This air travel distance is equal to 36 miles. The air travel (bird fly) shortest distance between Southend-on-Sea and London is 58 km= 36 miles.”

That is to say, if you were flying in the SR-71 at normal cruising speed, you could cover the distance from London to Southend in right about one minute. So yeah, sometimes, things can happen pretty fucking quick.

^Lulu – Boom Bang A Bang (Eurovision – 1969)^

Maybe if you think about frequency as an adjustment less in speed, and more in direction? No, that doesn’t work, because now we are interpolating meaning. So let’s do this, and ask a question…

Q: Do you meditate?

A: ???

K, well, maybe you can. But does your meditative state really need to be some silent and calm something? I’m asking because I don’t know. Whenever I meditate, shit gets loud, frequent and there’s plenty of it…like taking inventory of the contents of a tornado, all while trying to figure out the best method for doing so and still survive the tornado.

I guess what I am asking is, does your mind desire to have a silent mediation session, but you just can’t seem to do it? Maybe don’t focus so much on focus, and let things get fuzzy. Stop trying to pick something apart, or put something together, and just let the shit fly. I only say this because one of my more troubling experiences was with respect to an entity speaking to me so fast, in a language that I did not understand, that all I could think of was:

“This entity is fucking nuts. They’ve gone completely off their rocker, and are speaking nothing but gibberish.”

But then it occurred to me…what if they weren’t speaking to just me and only me? What if there was a way for an entity to have simultaneous conversations with more than one listener? Almost immediately, the gibberish stopped, and it occurred to me that perhaps there was something taking place that I could not understand, only because I did not understand the dynamics of the lesson being taught.

^COCTEAU TWINS (extended) BLUEBEARD^

Ever been around someone that just intimidated the living shit out of you? Someone that was so fucking smart, that it was as if there was nothing they could not do?

Welp, stop yourself for a second, back up, and think about this…if you are intimidated by them, they are likely not going to be able to relate to you at all. So in effect, this knowitall fucker, in fact, cannot do everything.

Feeling better about yourself now?

Good. We’re back on an equal-ish footing. Imagine that there is a certain someone that can do a whole bunch of shit at the same time, and they appear to be able to do so rather easily.

Ballet

You may not be privy to the effort(s) that went into obtaining such skills. This is likely why hierarchical systems tend to develop in the way(s) that they do. Some dumb kid stumbles into the world knowing more than they should, and they are prolly going to have a rough life trying to survive in a hierarchical system, especially if they aren’t picked up somewhere along the way.

“Along the way” better fucking well be before the age of 18 in our time(s), because we seem to stress “getting them while they are young.” Even if they do get found, they are likely going to be subjected to all kinds of expectation. They may wind up being a complete burnout by the age of 18 because they were found. We are sometimes big on solidifying our bases, and will not hesitate to replace a brick that doesn’t carry its own weight.

Wait...since when are people bricks?
^Dennis Cruz – El Sueño (feat Martina Camargo)^

White Freightliner.

Volvo/White.

I wonder how often a truck needs washing?

Really? Who doesn’t want a magical girl?

    Sounds creepy when worded like that.

Air vent.

Classic games.

UPC Symbols.

White Rhino.

Marriage?

Or Marri J?

No one can decide what a dinosaur is?

Someone recently asked me “what those black lines were on the pavement”.

Noblesville Evacuation
A: Tar.

The “nce/Nature” had some kind of something yesterday, but it’s gone now.

Is there a significance to the contents of the hour glass? Most of the images are going to have a familiar flair to them. I mean, you’ve gotta stop and ask yourself just how familiar you are with periodicals. If you are someone that frequents a bookstore that sells a wide selection of periodicals, and you yourself are the type to browse the periodical isle/section, you are likely going to be familiar with many of the titles, logos, colors, shit like that. And so, if you also frequent a grocery store that has a periodical aisle, you are likely going to have some mental contrasts between the bookstore and grocery store and what they carry. Not to mention that some stores may let shit sit on a shelf for a while, while others may not. I recently took a pretty cool pic of Mary while visiting my sister in Austin. Didn’t know it was Mary at the time, but kinda suspected it, and the pic was pretty cool.

^Pendulum – Tarantula [HD]^

Scorpion or archer. I answered both, because I’ve owned several bows in my lifetime, and was actually pretty good with them. So with respect to starting points, I guess it’s as good as any to let you know a bit about me. Dunno why anyone would want to know about me, but yeah, I’m a Scorpio who is fairly good at archery.

Me, me, me, me, me.
Me, me, me, me.
Me, me, me.
Me, me.
Me.

So…what’s up with you?

I need to know.
^Jay Lumen – Sunbeam (Original Mix) – Noir Music^

Vagaries or anything vague is going to be kinda scary. This might have the effect of cascading. You don’t know what to make of what you are experiencing, so how can you be expected to relate it? Especially if the only people you have to relate your experience to/with are judgmental. I mean, they just want to get you fixed so you can be back to your normal happy and productive self.

As far as a redux, I dunno what to tell you. I’ve no program to sell, and don’t subscribe to assigning a value to something in order to somehow reinforce or substantiate its worth. When I first read the story of how Morgellon’s got named, who named it, and why?

Kinda crushing.

So if my reason(s) and method(s) seem too altruistic, I gotta know…

Q: What’s wrong with being altruistic?

A: ¿?

I’ve no answers.

I'm not psychic either.
^CHVRCHES – Miracle (Official Video)^
Let's talk about knots.

If you’ve got 25% of the matter in the Universe encapsulated within a knot in time, not all of that matter will loop. Some will loop, and some will be in a holding pattern of sorts. If you think in terms of Purgatory, maybe that will help to make our “time knot” make more sense, but I’m likely about to freak you out with that same notion. So yeah, part of the matter loops, part does not. In the case of “big bang” followed by “big crunch”, the matter will reorganize in an identical loop, but not all of it. If you think in terms of “data preservation”, this might explain why a certain someone may or may not know something at the same time that they knew previously.

Loop 01: Subject A knew about a certain something on November 12th of 2017.

Loop 02: Subject A did not know about the same certain something on November 12th of 2017.

Loop 03: Subject A knew about the same certain something on November 12th of 2019.

Loop 04: Subject A was born without a head on November 15th of 1967.

Loop 05: Subject A knew about the same certain something on November 11th of 1973.

If a particle of matter does not manifest in the exact same way every time, the next iteration will differ. Did your understanding of “alternate universes” and/or “alternate realities” just take a turn? Or was I too vague, because it’s about to get worse.

^Paul Van Dyk – For an angel (Original mix) [HD]^

Let’s imagine that our time knot iterates every 10,000 years.

Q: How in the FUCK can a chunk of a 14 billion year old universe iterate every 10,000 years?!?!?!?

A: Simple...we're talking data preservation, and how that data is preserved, reorganized, destroyed, recreated, all kinds of crazy shit.

I’ll have to get to more detailed shit as to how certain dynamics can accomplish this as I go.

So yeah…a chunk of The Universe “big bangs” every 10k years, collapses in on itself, then does the whole thing over again and again. Small changes here and there can have unintended consequences, but it’s basically the stew-pot where universal dynamics are tested and re-tested over and over again.

Like a sandbox.

Anyway, we’ve got someone within this realm that needs to know a certain something, and they need to know this certain something by a certain time. So say, if our person needed to know this certain something by Jul 24th of 2035, and yet that someone was stillborn in 1967 of the current iteration…

Q: How long does the iteration have to run before resetting?

A: A long fucking time.

Roughly 2,000 years, but due to the nature of knots, it could be as long as 11,000 years depending on how uniform the time distortions are.

How could this be possible?

Welp, like I said, it’s going to take some explaining. But the short answer is, sometimes shit works out the way it does. Someone may remember stuff from previous iterations, but not know how they know it.

Who does someone like this turn to?

Welp, if they turn to science, they are going to be laughed at. If they turn to medicine, they are likely going to be medicated and/or locked up. If they turn to religion, they are likely going to be told that they are cursed or possessed. If they turn to metaphysics, they are likely going to be told that they’ve been reincarnated and used to be someone famous in a previous life. The person in question is likely going to know that all of that is wrong.

So...where does our person turn?
^Cocteau Twins – Alice (Deep Space Remix)^

So yeah, if you ask me about alternate realities and/or universes, I understand what you are talking about. I just have some different ideas as to what they are, why they are, where they are, and how they operate. The “sweet spot” would be either:

A) don’t get into a time knot, or

B) if you do get in one, pray you never know that you are in one.

I’ve seen and devised some very destructive methods of utilizing infinities within and through time. Knots are the scariest of all. They’ve a weird linear/looping nature that can run in so many simultaneous directions, and do so for so many iterations that may last from micro-seconds to eons, and do so within the constructs of a set period of time.

10,000 years in this instance.

So you are likely wondering, how could something that loops every 10,000 years contain elements that last only microseconds or eons? I dunno…ask science. They seem to think they have a bead on “event driven” things. OK so, I won’t bail that easily. Lemme do another section.

^DMK: “Everything Counts”^

If you’ve got a knot, and part of the matter does not manifest as it should, where it should, when it should, it may take billions of years to get that matter back to where it needs to be, when it should be there, as it should be.

What would be the purpose of this “time knot”?

Funny that purpose would suddenly come up. We tend to deal in absolutes, not purpose.

Absolute chance…

absolute fate…

absolute absolutes.

Absolut vodka would come in real fucking handy right about now.

Think it’s easy for me to think about this shit? To talk about this shit?

You'd be wrong.

Seeing shit like this transpire in my head can be overwhelming. I can speed it up, I can slow it down, I can run it at any number of speeds from virtually any and all perspectives. To relate, think of a pulsar. With every single pulse of the image above, I can destroy and recreate the entirety of this particular knot. I can stop it here, speed it up there, but all under the auspices of finding where a particular issue lay within the knot. It could be as massive as a star, or as finite as a grain of sand on some distant planet. But when dealing with matter in this volume, virtually everything is finite.

That may sound contradictory, but it’s knot.

Everything is precious…

from the first drop, to the last.

^CHVRCHES – Lies^

I don’t expect any of that to make sense. But I am sure there are those that will likely understand what I am talking about just fine. I don’t think that I am the only person that has ever thought about shit like this, but I do know that the experience of thinking about it can be difficult.

One of the drawbacks of time for those of us that ponder it.

Do I really think things like this exist?

Yep.

Do I really think that there is someone out there who would think such a thing like this up?

Yep.

And before you get too uppity with the ethics, keep in mind that you’ll likely make all kinds of decisions with respect to other lives, and not think twice about it. You’ve likely wished death upon someone just because they’ve cut you off in traffic. You’ll likely try and get someone fired just because they fucked your order up at the drive-thru. Unless you are not like that, in which case, good for you.

What we do, matters.
^The Crystal Method – Weapons Of Mass Distortion^

Look at it like this…

you’ve always wanted to rule the world…

right?

Maybe if you are stuck in a time-knot, and things work out correctly in one of the iterations, you’ll get your chance. Good luck.

Time...we already have all there is.
^Alice | Pogo^

cYa | cFa

^Deadmau5 – Strobe (1080p) || HD^

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We hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader. Now Clicky and me are off to watch synchronized Hornblower with the Okie Devil…

Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Tick Arty Boo-Hoo!

Well hello there, Dear Reader…

😀

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been having a great week, with a bank holiday day off, gorgeous weather to set the mood lighting and only Friday to go…

And now, from across the Pond, the missive you’ve been missing, from the Okie Devil himself…

*He certainly gets me thinking, Clicky… /lights up…*

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What effect does capillary action have on the epidermis?

What effect does blood pressure have on the epidermis?
^Roxy Music – More Than This^

My Austin trip has been canceled. I guess that’ll leave me more time for writing…eh?

^i_o – //DDoS^


If everything is “SEO Optimized”, how in the FUCK can I tell your company from another?

This “SEO” kind of thinking that has become so prevalent just seems to have an aggregatory knock-on effect that is eventually going to make the entirety of a particular industry subject to takeover.

Yeah...the whole fucking thing

A particular industry, gobbled up by some big player, all because it’s impossible to tell the difference between one company and another. There may even be a legal precedence to consider…. isn’t there already legal precedence for the distinguishing and distinguishment of businesses? That if two or more competing businesses are so similar in operation, purpose(s), price, etc., and if the market does not intervene, that government will and/or should?

Lotta dynamics to that, and I can’t recall them all, but yeah, that rings a bell.

^True Facts : Carnivorous Plants^

Just thinking about things that are in place to offset corruption. Take for example, the pipeline infrastructure in The United States.

PHMSA

I’ve heard it pronounced as “femza”, and they are part of The US Department of Transportation. But why wouldn’t they be part of USDOT? Any time, that anything moves, it’s being transported…right? Like say…electron transfer?

Money transfer? 

But yeah…back to corruption. Why would I bring up corruption with respect to PHMSA?

Federal Pipeline and Oil-by-Rail Regulator Making 9% Staff Cut, Confounding Experts

There are said to be millions of miles of pipelines in this country. If PHMSA is a small group, that means that PHMSA dictates policy, you obey…

period.

So where does this perceived corruption start? My guess is going to be, that it starts when there is agreement as to what is acceptable and who it is acceptable to.

The US has one inspector for every 5,000 miles of pipeline—or twice the length of the country, each

Not like you can make a decision to use 1.5” pipe made out of steel for a 1,000 mile stretch of pipeline, and then suddenly say

OOOPS!!! We shoulda used a 2” brass pipe instead.”

^Pleasurekraft, Jaceo, Vedic – The Most Dangerous Game [Official]^

Does a 1,000 mile long pipeline bend with the curvature of the Earth/Terra?

Does a 1,000 mile long anything bend with the curvature of the Earth/Terra?

I GUESS THEY DON’T IF THE EARTH IS ACTUALLY FLAT!!!!!!

OMG!!!

I JUST HAD THE STUPIDEST EPIPHANY IN HISTORY!!!

When you go somewhere, you take what you need with you…right?

Do you fold clothes before putting them in a suitcase?

Are there some clothes that you handle differently?

Like, do you own clothes that should NEVER be folded?

Prolly make special considerations for those. A clothes carrier perhaps.

But irrespective of what, you still figure out how to take what you need with you, and you figure out how to best get it there with little to no change or disruption…right?

Genetics and organics are starting to make more and more sense.
^Depeche Mode – Shine ( trance mix 2015 HD* dj jean alpohin )^


If I spin a ball clockwise “here”, and spin the same ball anticlockwise “there”, what effect(s) does that have on the space(s) inbetween?

Are you having trouble imagining what I am describing? If so, do this…

  1. find a hair on your arm or leg…
  2. find another hair near it that you can draw a straight line to, one to the other…
  3. now imagine your bloodstream running underneath the skin…
  4. now imagine a red blood cell that is spinning clockwise near one hair, and the same blood cell is spinning anticlockwise near the second hair.

What effect(s) does that and those motions have on the space(s) between the hair(s)? What effect(s) does that have on the hair(s) and follicle(s) themselves? Are you incorporating enough axises to accommodate the spaces that allow this and these rotational actions? Are you being fractal in these thoughts? Are you being unidirectional enough in your analysis?

Surface Tension
Magnetism
Electromagnetic Field
Hypereosinophilic Syndrome
Eosinophilia
Eosinophil
Acidobacteria
Acidophile
Lactobacillus
Lactobacillus Acidophilus
Atmospheric Pressure
Decompression Sickness
Just keeping it real. Or at least, real-ish.
^Béla Fleck & The Original Flecktones – “Sinister Minister” – Mountain Jam VII – 6/3/11^

Is it possible that air-travel related illnesses may in fact be remiss in ignoring some more long-term effects that air travel has on the body over time?

Pressurized aircraft, non-pressurized aircraft, compressed air(s), temperature controlled buildings that are themselves pressurized…shit like that. We appear to be under a lot of pressure(s). Maybe that’s why everyone is presumed to be so goddamn grumpy.

^Stevie Wonder-Isn’t She Lovely Lyrics^

Speaking of pressure(s) and spin(s)…how in the fuck, can something that is made out of meat, be allergic to meat itself?

ALPHA-GAL SYNDROME: WHAT IS THE INCURABLE MEAT ALLERGY SPREAD BY TICKS?

There’s a lot of tumblers turning there.

     I need to chew on that story a bit.

No pun intended.
^Bela Fleck – Did you ever meet Gary Owen Uncle Joe?^

I’ve not made much progress. I started this on Sunday, but it’s now Tuesday. I supposed that one might could say that I’ve gotten lazy…

that I’ve become confused or sidetracked…

lost direction…

run out of things to say. 

Could it be that my course is run, and it’s time for me to shut up?

Fold my tent?

Head for the hills?

Retire?

Welp, if I stay in the USA, I’ve got 20 years left until I can retire. I think I’ll keep going.

^501 – Infinity^

Here’s an interesting story…

How white women use strategic tears to avoid accountability

Would that be like…”utilization of strategic weapons to enforce your will”? Or…”seizing a strategic opportunity to query a person of a certain color, only because of your own color”? I mean, cops carry firearms and other weapons for a reason. The discharge of the firearm is irrelevant. A weapon is a weapon. A cell phone or radio can be a weapon if utilized properly. Hell, almost anything can be weaponized. But this weaponizing of people based on skin color or creed sounds…familiar.

Can't recall anything specific tho.
^Monstergetdown – Creature^

The more you travel through your life, the more you are likely to see unexpected shit. People thinking thoughts and creating and doing things that you yourself may have thought of. In fact, you may find things so similar, that they are damn near identical. Weird and strange things that you may have thought that you and only you have thought of. This is likely why economics can be so destructive. If you chase a dream with the expectations of a commercial return, you are likely going to wind up penniless and miserable. Thievery and shenanigans aside, sometimes, things just happen as they do.

^The Crystal Method – Name of the Game (Hybrid’s Blackout in LA Mix)^
Pressure,

pressure,

pressure.

Points in time = pressure? 

That makes me think of something that occurred to me some time back. Let’s say, that there was a country or two, that were once at war. One of these countries, ended that particular theatre of war with a swift stroke or two. These “strokes” may have had unforeseen consequences. And so, as that “defeated” country recovered, and eventually more generations were born in the aftermath, there was this feeling of…vengeance. A need to avenge this defeat.

Q: Would long-term “sabotage” of sorts, be an effective method of exacting this revenge?

A: ¿!!!?

Or would that just be creating more of the same via a different path. Perpetuation of the stereotype(s). Perpetuation of the need for vengeance.

Black Rain

I guess you don’t fight vengeance. You cope.

^The Prototypes – Pale Blue Dot (Calyx & TeeBee Remix)^

BITCOIN!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night, I finally did a bit of digging on this topic. Turns out there is another called Etherium or something like that. Today, I watched an episode of Doctor Who, and this episode centered around some complexities with respect to calculations performed in certain spaces using certain elements, that themselves are molded into certain shapes. I was laying on the bed a few minutes ago, watching the sun traverse the sky, and it inspired me to write a short poem.

Calculations, and when they are thought to be complete/completed.

^Paul Keeley – New seclusion^

I don’t know if any of my ponderings are worth a fuck, so the best that I have to sustain me is that I must be thinking about this shit for some reason. Not to mention, that I wouldn’t be able to comprehend them. Which, to be fair, most of the things that I think about, I don’t understand nor do I try and pretend that I do. How is one to know, how to proceed?

^Karen Overton – Your loving Arms Full (Armin van Buuren Extended Vocal Mix)^

If I tell you how to have a particular experience, don’t I in effect prevent you from having one? Or at least, having your own?

That’s my beef with programs and precipices. You are taking someone, who is likely already “bent” or maybe even “broken”, and you are going to reinforce that brokenness with this new revolutionary and life-changing program that you have devised. You’ve basically reinvented and created a square hole, and are now encouraging people to jump through it, knowing full well that they won’t fit. If they fit, you don’t get to sell your program to them. It’s like canvassing a fat-farm for size 0-3 bikini models. Nevermind your shortsightedness if the first fat-farm you visit turns out to be all male.

I mean, you HAVE considered gender...right?
^Neonlight – Boom^
It’s tough to know what to encounter.

It’s tough to know how to encounter it.

^PEEKABOO – Arrival^

I watched the following vid, and it’s like…

”we will monitor what is happening under your own feet, we will assess, and we will tell you what to make of your own life.”

If you feel it in your interests to do so anyway. This is likely why people get so angry when shit goes wrong. You’ve given your proxy to someone to make decisions for you, and that is predicated on the fact that…

what? 

You are so incompetent that you can’t make your own decisions? Or that others are so superior that they can? Both of those things? Do you forgive yourself for making mistakes? K…well…perhaps it was a mistake for you to sign away what you feel are your rights, forgive yourself, move on. You’ll know better next time.

^Hawaii Volcano Eruption Update – Tuesday Night (May 8 2018)^

And there’s this…

Scientists baffled after discovering signs of elusive time crystals in a kids’ toy

Carbon, Quartz, tides, cycles, radio, pulses. Yeah. You’ve got bits and pieces, and there are many. But what comprehension can we attain when the medium(s) and methods are so exclusive? Your fears are said to be well founded, and based in fact(s). But that also means that you do not trust the very future that you seek to know. As a result, the more complex the system, the more exclusive it will be, and the less that will have access to it. Just keep in mind that an isolation is a beacon like any other…

it just shines differently.

As best I can guess, most scientists never take the time to just sit and watch a clock. To ponder what is happening on each tick, and what is happening between. To wonder about others, their lives, what is transpiring in those lives, and how they cope. To intentionally blur your own clarity. To ponder what it is like to let clarity come to you. To learn how to let an epiphany or discovery go. To let The Universe provide us with something astounding, acknowledge the gift, perhaps even marvel at it a bit…and then give it back. To wander in the splendor of creation, and realize that every opportunity need not be capitalized upon.

That should provide some bias for better gauging what you personally should pursue, and maybe what to leave for others.

^Benny Benassi – Change Style^

We build our own civilization(s) on “the ruins” of others. We use the same principles and precepts that “collapsed” civilizations used. Ever stop to think that the suggestiveness of this and these contradictions might just cause some confusion?

We don't teach irony/ironies...do we?

Well, maybe thespians do, but not everyone is cut out for acting in front of others, and not everyone likes the theatre.

^Bastille – Pompeii (Live From Isle Of Wight Festival)^

Wanna know how “exclusive” things are? Easy. Talk about something you know nothing about, see who jumps on you, for what, and from where they spring. You’ll learn real fucking quick if others perceive you as being somewhere you shouldn’t be and/or doing something they feel you shouldn’t be doing. They’ll likely even tell you the opinion that you should have. If you adopt and adapt, they may even try and recruit you to their cause.

^CoLD SToRAGE – Cairodome^

Checked out some rentals in a certain town in England this week. Been looking abroad for an apartment/flat to lease where I could live for 3 to 4 months, take in the local wildlife, and do some writing on the experience. Find some place, wander in more or less blind, and see what I see. No real agenda, other than taking what I am given, then share my experience and experiences. It’s been a long time since I’ve dreamed like this, but it was kinda fun. Now all I have to do, is do it.

Ya'll ready for some storms over that way?
^LTJ Bukem – Atlantis^

cYacFa

^Wontolla, Kasger & Limitless – Miles Away [NCS Release]^

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*Innit, Clicky! …/pat snout… Sets me up nicely for tomorrow…*

Dear Reader, have a Song ❤

Missive From ‘Merica: Hitting Hun Dread (Knot Out)

#100 is attached.

We’re both 50.

Coincidence? 😉

Have fun.

-cade

That’s the email message that accompanied the missive that is set out for you below, Dear Reader. I received it yesterday evening from Cade, the Okie Devil of Text US…

RoobiCade So-So Production convo

Just to be clear, this is our 100th Missive From ‘Merica

Enjoy! ❤

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!!!HAPPY FUCKING DENTS PRESENT DAY!!!

Yep.

Dents are present.

Dense is likely present as well.

I am here after all.

Not to mention I am dense with dents.

Happy Birthday Geo Dub.

 HBD to all other US Presidents as well.

Fuckit...

If today is your birthday, and you aren’t a President, American or otherwise, Happy Fucking Birthday to you too!

^”To Anacreon in Heaven” A.K.A. The Drinking Song^

roflbrothel

Ever heard of ClearType?

ClearType

I mentioned this to someone last night, and it got me to thinking about eye-strain and/or difficulty reading screen fonts on a computer monitor. Me being me, I began thinking about my own settings on my own computer, remembered that this is NOT my computer, then went in to check my own settings.

ClearType, was off 😐

It’s on now tho. The screen fonts look COMPLETELY different. Instead of blocky and chunky fonts with ragged edges, my screen fonts are now soft and smooth and MUCH easier to read. Granted, this computer setting makes the color(s) of screen fronts a shade more “fuzzy” and less distinct, but it also adds an element that makes what’s on-screen, a shade easier to read. Looks much more like what you would see on a printed page instead of the pixelated sharp edges that are sometimes present on computer fonts.

^WHERE’S THE MONEY LEBOWSKI^

While looking for 18th century folk music, I found this…

18th Century Songbook Introduction

That first bit has me brain to thinking a bit.

“If you are unfamiliar with 18th century print, you may want to educate yourself about the usage of the so-called “long s” or “medial s”, which causes a lot of people to wonder why printers in the 18th century used an “f” where they should’ve used an “s”. The simple fact is, they didn’t – that thing that looks like an “f” is, in fact, an “s”.”

If you haven’t noticed, I don’t like quoting text from other websites. I’ve no problem stealing images and music, but stealing text is where I draw the line. I figure if you want to read about it, you will. If you don’t, no problem. If I parse the fuck out of someone else’s work, and post large blocks of it here, just to make a point of my own, I’ve likely no point of my own to make, and am just chiming in my endorsement of what someone else has said.

Not knocking people that do this, because that’s how we learn. There are FUCKTONS of standards and principles to stand upon, and we need those things. But at the same time, I think not formulating our own opinions in our own times about these principles, actually has the effect of making them less principled. I’m not endorsing sin, nor disorder and chaos, nor lascivious riotous rampages. Just making an observation that when a certain something, gains a certain weight and momentum, irrespective of what it is, it’s likely going to create sinful chaotic disorder and lascivious riotous rampages.

Doesn't matter what it is.

The more dense the hammer, the more “work” gets done.

^The Chieftains – The Raggle Taggle Gypsy (Lyrics)^

Ever heard of a non-sparking hammer?

OSH Answers Fact Sheets

My dad had a coupla small brass anvils that he used for machining and molding certain metal parts. But brass is expensive as fuck, so, when I was in high school, I took a metals-shop class, and made him an aluminum ball peen hammer on the lathe in class. I fucked the handle part up, which was also aluminum, and had to cut it off real short. Aluminum is also expensive as fuck, so I couldn’t afford to buy another piece of aluminum stock to make another one.

So…pop got what was likely the shortest aluminum ball peen hammer ever, hand-made by the biggest fuckup ever who should likely never be allowed within a coupla-zip codes of tools of any kind.

Anyway, the hammer was aluminum, so it was light as FUCK. It was almost like you were not holding anything when holding that hammer. I checked several times as to whether he had ever used it, and he said he did, but I don’t think he did. To his credit, I did notice that he sometimes carried it in his tool bag.

^Roast Beef Of Old England – (Lyrics) Arr.P.M.Adamson^

Great. Now all I need, is…

Some wood,

Kindling,

An ignition source,

A fireplace,

A house to put it in,

A wife to put in the house,

Kids to buy shit for,

An education and/or certification(s),

A job to give me money,

A car to get to the job and store,

Insurance to pay for what is assumed to be incompetence and/or negligence on someone’s part,

Food to wolf down when I can find the time to eat when and if I can afford it,

Credit card to buy shit I can’t afford,

Bank account to hold my money long enough to transfer it to the credit card company,

…simple.

So yeah. There are “principles” fucking everywhere.

Q: I wonder if “principle” is as principle(d) as it once was?

A: ?!!!?

Or has it gotten…muddy. What am I talking about?

Well...language silly.

Language.

^Tri Martolod [Alan Stivell] Chant Breton.flv^

I’ve been noticing some clever techniques utilized by rippers, in order to upload copyrighted movies/video to YouTube. It appears that some are adding shadow movies to the rips in order to better disguise the digital contents of film/video. Like, they’ll rip one movie, then remove virtually all contrast from it to where shadows are barely visible, and then, rip the other movie and layer them into a single video. They may even be layering the same video rip, but they have two video streams that are out of synch.

I dunno. I just know that it was kinda creepy watching two movies at the same time, especially when you don’t know what that second movie is.

It got me to thinking about…

yep...

subliminal messages/subliminal messaging.

I’ve thought a lot about throughput within the human body, and in and around our environment of current times. We seem to make certain distinctions that the Earth/Terra itself is old as fuck, while everything else is new and modern and advanced…civilization. If that’s true, that leads me only to time…and stepping.

But I'll get back to that later.

What really caught my attention, was foley. The BBC is famous for their…erm…”liberal use” of sound effects and music. Especially in their documentaries. The appearance of music, and the timing of the appearance, the tempo, the type, the timbre…it’s all there to provoke an emotional response. To tell you how to feel. To tell you that if you aren’t feeling something, you should be. If you are feeling something, but aren’t feeling “this way”, you should be.

Let's be fair tho. Let's flip that script.

What if, the author(s) of said documentary/documentaries are simply telling you how they felt when writing and making this flick? It is their flick afterall. Nothing is requiring you to watch it. If they have some information that you need or want, and this is the only source, and if you don’t like the packaging, welp, that’s just too fucking bad for you…eh? They did all the legwork, they paid all the bills that came due before you showed up, therefore, they are the well…right?

Would you like one scoop, or two, with your reality dose?

It’s going to be both. The tides of information are always there. Sometimes a raging torrent of crashing waves, sometimes a mill-pond with a sheen of glass. Waters are always disturbing…even when undisturbed.

^Drinking Water On An Empty Stomach Immediately After Waking Up!^
4 glasses? 4 glasses for everyone?
What if you are 5’2″ tall and weigh 80 pounds?

What if you are 5’2″ tall and weigh 280 pounds?

What if you are 6’3″ tall and weigh 80 pounds?

What if you are 6’3″ tall and weigh 280 pounds?

What if your BMI is 8%?

What if your BMI is 80%?

What if your Carbon Footprint is 8%?

What if your Carbon Footprint is 80%?

Cloquet Fire

I just can’t buy that there is a “one-size-fits-all” morning water intake that cures all of those diseases for every person. Not to mention, I’m pretty sure that I only have 2 of the diseases listed, and both of those are supposedly hereditary…Asthma, Allergies, even tho they didn’t specifically mention allergies.

Devil’s Cigarette Lighter

Not saying that drinking water after waking isn’t a shocker on the system, because it is. If I drink water after waking from sleep, my body goes into motherfucking convulsions. But we aren’t talking about me here, we’re talking standards. We’re talking base(s) and basis. We’re talking principles.

Great Fire of London

I mean…parents…are you really that stupid? Or is it that we are electing a bunch of unsure self-debasers into positions of power so that they can self-flagellate their own personal guilt(s), shame(s) and failure(s) via shitty legislation. Who are these people who volunteer to put themselves into these positions where they can do no right…only wrong? It’s just a matter of who, and when, as to who is booing you, and who is cheering you.

Great Fire of 1910

Seems to me, that booing and/or cheering might be the problem. Or at least, “a” problem. You yell and bitch to them when they don’t show up, then you yell and bitch at them when they do show up. Where is it that we’ve all this free time to scream or cheer?

Shouldn't you be at work or doing something productive/constructive? 

Weird seeing that contruction seems to sometimes be a factor in destruction.

^Documentary: The Fire of London^

Where were you? Yeah…we know where you are now, and we know where you stand…now.

Where were you then?

Where did you stand…then?

Being there.

Sometimes it sucks, sometimes it blows.

Sometimes it rocks.

Sometimes…it is what it is.

No one can piss off self, worse than self.

Just sayin'.
^a la nanita nana.wmv^

K…so, got to watching this documentary last night, and it got me to thinking about a lot of things. Ancient maps that accurately depict Antarctica “long before it’s discovery” is one of the things I got to thinking about. But I’m gonna digress here and take another tack.

After the doc, I stumbled over to a certain somewhere, and noticed a certain someone(s) had made some comments to another certain someone’s comments. A la, me, Roob, and Clicky.

Digress-ish.

I’ve been trying to get over to Hugo’s Probe and read his latest, but I’ve not read the one before that either, so, yeah…I’m all fucked up. Let’s seek center.

Digrestless.

Anyway, tunneling. Outside, inside and through. Barriers and shielding(s) that are as much a part of the conduit as anything else. I mean, a cable has a purpose…right? Keep shit out, keep shit in, and once our cabling we are creating does that, the cable itself becomes a whole that is wholly irrelevant, save for the “in” and “out” ends.

Now all we need to do, is plug something into something else via this conduit, and the conduit will play it’s part.

Q: How is this relevant with say…radio and broadcast television? What about…windmills?

A: ...

How could this POSSIBLY relate to mangroves and water(s) and water bears and aerobic bacteria that tunnel for their oxygen when no oxygen is present?

Welp, spin. Oh, and time(s). Three of them actually. Three times that are embedded in one. And that one time is part of the makeup of a time that is further nested in and with three other times.

So…4 times, which contains 1 time that contains 3.

HeightTime + WidthTime + DepthTime + TimeTime = Time

Each axis has two bases, moving and non-moving, and each of those correlate with the other two axes.

Juggling axes. We must be talking time and/or time and matter. Energy/energies must be in there somewhere too.

The deep end…I’ve gone off it.

^Sodom And Gomorrah (Biblical Archaeology Documentary) | Timeline^

We’ve got anger. We need somewhere to put that anger. I’m your man.

Or at least, I certainly can be.

Um…anyone have a label for that? Some kind of social defect or mental illness or personality flaw or spiritual/moral deviance or psychic disability? Maybe all of those?

If you know of any of those nasty associations that are applicable to me, please feel free to label me as such, and then let me know what those are via either direct or indirect means…whatever you think best.

I might need to seek professional help after you’ve finished with me.

^A Man’s A Man For A’ That (Opening of Scottish Parliament) – Sheena Wellington^

Did you know, that on September 10th/11th, of 2000, there was a meeting of The Royal Society to discuss the possible man-made origins of HIV/AIDS? Welp, there was. For the first time ever, an outsider was let in.

Origins of HIV and the AIDS Epidemic

Weird. That says September 11-12, but the documentary I watched last night said it was on September 10-11.

Weird.

AIDS Origins

I wonder if one place is better than another for obtaining information one seeks?

Tests fail to support claims for origin of AIDS in polio vaccine

I thought that two heads were better than one?

Select Committee on Health Minutes of Evidence – Annex J – MEMORANDUM BY THE DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH PUBLIC HEALTH (PH1) (contd.)

Unless you are planning on cutting one of the heads off after finding what you are looking for.

Education-line: Browse by Subject: Misconceptions

I wonder which head makes that decision?

The European Peptide Society – Newsletter Number 24, January 2001

It’s a lot to take in.

Publications Details for: CISNet: Coral Bleaching, UV Effects, and Multiple Stressors in the Florida Keys

Of course, to be fair, there’s a lot going on.

Australian Academy of Science – Annual report 2000-2001

Not only is there lot’s going on, it appears it’s going on all over the place.

National Center for Homeopathy – September 2000

Looks like it's been going on for a long time too.
^ALMERIA´S FACE Bécquer Capuletto^

Ever heard this song before?

My time, O ye Muses, was happily spent

No? You aren’t hip or hep enough to know that song? WTF?!?!? I thought you knew everything! Welp, regardless, below is a song that contains a dude playing…

A LUTE!!! 

Not only that, there’s a chick playing what appears to be a 7-string Cello!!!

WTF?!?!?

Viol

Oh…Viol. Not, Viola de Gamba? Maybe it’s both. Prolly considerations to be made there with respect to contextual social situations. I mean, if you are an American, and you are in Germany, you don’t call shit shit. Contextually, it’s called…scheiße.

Scheiße

Same shit, different name.
^John Dowland – Away with these self loving lads (live and unedited)^

I guess I can post that video where The Royal Society met up to discuss the possibility that Polio vaccines actually caused HIV/AIDS. Irrespective, it’s creepy as fuck to think that Polio vaccine comes from minced simian kidneys. This path I find myself on seems…familiar.

Scary.
^The Origin of HIV Aids – The best documentary – Channel 4^

I’m writing this whatever in OpenOffice’s Writer application. This will be my/our 100th. I still get a shade lost in this editor since I’ve only started using it. Don’t really need any of the formatting tools for these things, since it seems that the uglier the formatting that I send to Roob, the prettier she makes it.

Woman's touch I guess. 

Anyway, today in America, is a day that was originally set aside to mark President George Washington’s birthday. Abraham Lincoln’s birthday is also in February on the 12th, so when I was a kid, we always looked forward to February because there was all kinds of shit going on.

November and December were madness in our family because of all the holidays and birthdays jammed in there, but after January 1st? There was a long winter dry-spell of not much of anything at all until Groundhog Day. Groundhog Day meant a countdown to Valentine’s Day, but it also meant Lincoln and Washington’s birthdays, as well as a mention to the Chinese Lunar New Year.

It is the purpose of school to teach. To omit and streamline is to limit. To create limits in schools is to teach limits. To teach limits is to test limits and limitations. To test limits and limitations is to filter. To get the cream to rise, which then itself can then be separated.

Sounds like a volcano.

My country…I love it. Sometimes, I even like it. But if you personally want everyone to agree with you, what’s with all the yelling? Doesn’t sound like you are looking for anything ‘cept a fight.

Someone to beat on. 

Why on earth, would someone need another to beat on? I mean, what would you do if there were no one to beat on? Would you start beating on yourself? Or would you start beating-off?

^Fair Iris I Love and Hourly I Die John Dryden Audiobook^

I’m listening.

Pho! pox of this nonsense, I prythee give over

Just not sure what to do after hearing.

Guess I’ll keep going.

^Oberon from Peter Brook’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream (1970)^

Sometimes…ya just gotta get lost.

Maybe I’ll get found.

Or more loster.
Or both.
^Lolita – Sailor, Your Home Is The Sea (U.S. hit version 1960)^

cYacFa

^Yelawolf – American You^

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We hope you’ve enjoyed this 100th Missive From ‘Merica, Dear Reader. And if you didn’t? …Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: No.85 Part 1 – Poetry in Motion

Dear Reader, The Okie Devil of Text Us has sent through another missive – the 85th – and at 10 pages, it is his longest yet…

… Fortunately I have time at my disposal today and tomorrow, so I shall split it…

*Ha! That’s right, Clicky… “Size of an elephant!”…*

… And the first part is reproduced for your enjoyment, below… ❤

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I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

Acerbic dreams of wafting arrows

Where did their arcing flights end?

Embedded in tissues, bones and their marrows

We interrupt this system for an important bulletin…

Pull the arrow out, put a bullet in

I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

Acerbic dreams of wafting arrows

Where did their arcing flights end?

Before they’ve even started

Their arcing points, and points of origin?

Replaced by tools that kill before the killing can begin

Just like the rest

No better, no best

Just ends, just endings

No wicked, no rest

 

I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

The number this is…

Is which number is this

Fret not dear Limeys…

I’m not taking the piss

A-T-5 or 8-E-5 or Ate Tea Fyve

Or whatever, or whatever, and all that jive

Still here, still alive

I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

One of many, just like the others

Freshly squeezed from something brewed

Under now kicked off covers.

I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

The structure has crumbled

Has fallen, and falls

Was its source from where stumbled?

Or where ham-handed footing landed?

Wounds salted and sanded

“Perhaps humbled?”…the Earth grumbled.

“Your knee hurt my face, when you landed in that place!”

…says she to me.

I have awoken from a recent slumber

My first instinct?

To bang out this number

Apologies and with love…

Sincerely,

A Snappling, Crackling, Popping, Cranky, Clanky, Tumbler In The Wheel Of Time
^Groove Armada – At The River^

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Doo come back later for more of Cade’s latest missive, Dear Reader and… Have a Song… 😉

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Write On!

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

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

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

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

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

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

…but I have a feeling…

…this might be a little…

…lopsided….

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

^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

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

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Marilyn Manson: ‘Columbine Destroyed My Entire Career’

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Magnitude 5.7 earthquake hits off northern California -USGS

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

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What Does Mexico’s Earthquake Mean for California? A Caltech Seismologist Explains
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Elderly deaths: Call for generators in Florida nursing homes
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Trix with artificial flavors is coming back after customer complaints
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France threatens to skip 2018 Winter Olympics in South Korea over security concerns
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NASA SPACECRAFT OSIRIS-REX TO SLINGSHOT AROUND EARTH ON ITS WAY TO ASTEROID BENNU

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

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

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

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Now…I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking…

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

Well I hadn’t.

Go fuck yourself.
^Three Dog Night – Never Been To Spain^

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

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

A: ?!?!?

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

Metformin

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

Polycystic Ovary Syndrome
Endocrine Disease
Obstructive Sleep Apnea
Epstein–Barr Virus
Dermatomyositis
Heliotrope (Color)
Heliotrope
Adaptive Immune System (Redirected from Adaptive immunity)
Passive Immunity-Naturally Acquired
Passive Immunity
Systemic Lupus Erythematosus
United States Bullion Depository
Viral Tegument

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

Yeah…it’s adding up…but to what?

For whom?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

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

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

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

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

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

I knew I wasn't worth a fuck

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

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

Has the Federal Reserve Sold the Gold at Fort Knox?

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

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

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

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

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

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

Getting metaphysical

😐

I am dissapoint (sic)

j/k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

Q: What encountered you?

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

😐

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

Pert near Ludicrous Speed. 😛

Especially if those particles/masses are entangled.

Shit gets really funky from there.

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

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

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

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

Grains of sand, to eyes of needles.
^Gary Wright – Love Is Alive^

Where was I?

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

Prolly gonna go find some ice for my balls.

Fuckin’ Limeys.

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

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

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

lolz That sounds funny.

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

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

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

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

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

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

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

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

Ain't I?
^Orleans – Still The One (with lyrics)^

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

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

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

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

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

Sound familiar? 

It should.

^Firefall – Strange Way^

Lactic Acidosis
Biguanide
Galega Officinalis
Coleophora
Coleophora Lusciniaepennella
Wingspan
Gridiron Football

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

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

Movie = The Waterboy

^Waterboy-I like them too^

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

That's no way to live...is it?
^David Holmes – I Heard Wonders^

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

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

Now...what's that bit about announcing your plans and hearing/watching God laugh?
^Knife Party – ‘Sleaze’^

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

But yeah...

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

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

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

What’s it like to get old? Let’s see.

Fact Sheet: Aging in the United States

 

Who…in the fuck…is PRB?

Population Reference Bureau

Oh. Anyway…

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

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

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

Here’s your paycheck…go play golf.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

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

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

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

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

Nope. 

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

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

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

Damn…it’s 03:05…I could use a hug.

<huggles>
^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

Human Leukocyte Antigen

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

Christian Laying On Of Hands

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

Event driven time.

Event driven times.

What kinds?

All kinds.

What cha got in minds?

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

Hop on in on of the lines.

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

Your answers are your own.
^Robbie Dupree: Steal away^

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

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

A paranoid bunch we are.

We prolly need some secret organizations to keep us safe.

Let’s form some.

We need a manifesto first tho.

I quit.
^Earth, Wind & Fire – September^

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

Too confusing. 

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

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

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

😛
^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

For Bubba.

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYacFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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

*What?*

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

Missive From ‘Merica: Ten to Three (3)

Lego 10233 Horizon Express

*/rolls eyes…*

I took a train into town today, Dear Reader, with Kit Kat… It’s enrollment day at college…

*Yeah, a lot of going from desk to desk to desk, Clicky, until finally…*

 *It’s fucking pissing down out there… I waited until I got home… /grimace… I gotta do it all over again this afternoon with Loopy…*

*Tell me about it! But Thoughtful Man insists… They’re still our babies…*

The third and final installment of Cade’s latest missive is below. Parts one and two if you wanna catch up. Have fun, Dear Reader, and see you at the bottom 😀

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It’s cloudy today, but as of yet, still no rain. I did go look at the radar earlier, and it appears that Harvey is still stuck in the same place and just kinda hovering there. It did appear to be losing some of its shape, but not really. Plus, there was a large swath of storms moving across Kansas and Nebraska. Nebraska…now THERE’S a state we don’t hear from much in “the news”, eh? Must be that targeted regional advertising crap.

But then again, that’s why I used to have links to newspapers from each state from both large and small towns, and the same with countries all over the world. And more than that, I read them. That syndication shit has started to fuck up all the small papers/small-town papers tho 😦

I digress.

Gonna go check again and see what it looks like now. It’s 13:48.

Yeah…still kinda the same as this morning. Although I just noticed just how far east that it extends now. Deep into and across southern Louisiana, and even into southwest and south central/central Mississippi. Some big chunks of moisture coming off Harvey and headed northeasterly. Storms in Iowa and Missouri, and moving southwesterly, but seeing the moisture over The Great Lakes, and combining the motion of these two systems together, lotta cyclonic rotation there.

^Ranji & Tezla – New Ways (Original Mix)^

There’s also something going on out in The Atlantic near the South Carolina and Georgia border(s). I was just talking to my son last night about Ike. Hey! I know someone named Ike.

Hurricane Ike

Ike got me to Bertha…which is where I really wanted to go, considering that Bertha had a unique track. Hey! I dunno anyone named Bertha.

Hurricane Bertha (1996)

Bertha got me to Andrew via the 1992 hurricane season.

1992 Atlantic Hurricane Season

Here’s Andrew now. Hey! I know someone named Andrew.

Hurricane Andrew

That somehow got me to the 1986 Hurricane Season, since it appears that there was also a tropical storm named…Tropical Storm Andrew. How convenient.

1986 Atlantic Hurricane Season-Tropical Storm Andrew

But let’s cruise around the 1986 Hurricane Season for a bit, and she what is there. BLOOPS!!! I mean…SEE what is there. Not she what is there.

Hey! Bonnie. There’s a Bonnie in there. Why does this name ring a bell? I mean, I know a Bonnie, but I don’t really know her. They killed her, so…yeah or something.

Hurricane Bonnie (1986)

Hey! There’s an Earl in there too! Hey! I know an Earl.

1986 Atlantic Hurricane Season-Hurricane Earl

There’s a note in there about some “Ace, TX”…I wonder what that could be all about?

Ace, Texas

Hey! There’s a Frances in there too! Hey! I know a Frances.

1986_Atlantic Hurricane Season-Hurricane Frances

There’s also something here about some “ACE Rating” or some such shit. Let’s see what in the fuck that is all about.

Accumulated Cyclone Energy

I'm a bad boy. A bad bad bad bad boy.
^Sub 6 – Ra he ya (Hi Profile & Reverse Remix)^

HEY! You know what we haven’t done in a while?

RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!

Let's do that some other time...k?

Let’sus do some mores let’sing here, and try and figure out what in the FUCK is going on there around Longview, Henderson and Nacogdoches. I had no idea Nacogdoches was spelled like that.

Na Cog.

Salt Wheel?

How bout that.

Salt Wheel/Sodium Wheel.

I wonder if that has anything to do with Grand Saline?

Grand Saline, Texas

I wonder if that has anything to do with Mineral Wells?

Mineral Wells, Texas

I wonder if that has anything to do with Paris?

Paris, Texas

I wonder if Paris has anything to do with Paris?

Paris (Disambiguation)

Learn something new every day, eh?

Oh…and nevermind that weirdness going on in my screen capture. Prolly just an aberration or some other glitch that can be easily explained away.

NOTE: I am currently spellchecking this bullshit, and Google’s Chrome browser just suggest that I change “Nacogdoches” to “Stagecoaches”.

Hmmm…stagecoach(es). Now THERE’S a word/words ya don’t hear every day!!!

^Hyperflow – Namah Shiva (Original Mix)^

You know…that reminds me. My older sister’s son? I flew him out to a fly-in/airshow at Mineral Wells Airport back in 1994 I guess it was. We had a lot of fun. He was pretty young at the time…maybe 10/11, but he handled the flying in a small plane like a champ, and loved the airshow. I got to see Bobby Younkin fly both his Beech 18 AND his Samson biplane.

Mineral Wells Airport

That gets me to thinking about flying into Paris’ airport on my first solo cross-country flight tho.

Cox Field

That’s an interesting shape there at that airport, eh?

Maria Reiche Neuman Airport (Redirected from Nazca airport)

Looks like some someones and some somethings went missing somewhere.

Cessna 208 Caravan

That’s got me to thinking about the Tyler airport, but I’m thinking more about Bobby Younkin more than anything right now.

Masters of Disaster (Redirected from Bobby Younkin)

Hmmm…it seems that something happened on July 10, 2005. Something in…

Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan

Hmmm…now where on Earth/Terra…have I heard that name “Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan” before? I think it was a movie. I think it had someone named Paul Newman in it. It also had a few other people in, and I’m betting that they had names too. May have even had names both inside AND outside their role(s) in the film. I think some fairly famous director directed this movie, but I can’t remember his name either. Maybe it’s Newman’s role in Cars that is fucking me all-kinds of up here. That’s said, I think there was someone named Billy, and I think he was from Moose Jaw.

BTW…speaking of jaws (ba da ching)…, didn’t Samson beat an entire army to death with the jawbone of an ass or something?

^Bobby Younkin Samson NX985PW 1997^
^2004 Sussex Airshow – Bobby Younkin – Twin Beech^

I think that Richard Bach fella had him one of those Cessna 337 Skymasters. I always wanted one of those. A guy that I worked for had one. It was yellow and white, or “banana and creme” if you prefer, but I never got to ride in it. It’s almost like a Cherokee 6, ‘cept completely different…I wanted one of those too. (Cherokee 6…that is). That get’s me to thinking about that P-51 that I read about Bach owning, and he said that particular airplane hated his guts from the moment they met.

lolz

But yeah…I think Richard and that aircraft parted ways here in the Dallas area somewhere. Which reminds me, I looked Richard up a few months back…and it looks like he had another incident.

😦

Sorry bout that Richard ❤

Thanks for the reads

^Official – Bitmonx – Give Me Some More^

K…welp…it’s getting on in the day…15:02 now…and I got some beans to nurse.

Lots more I’d like to talk about…but I’m not gonna.

Looks like it’s getting dark outside.

Maybe Harvey is finally coming to call.

Yep…just checked radar again…and Harvey is coming into our area…from the northeast.

Now that’s just unheard of. Around here it’s unheard of anyway. NOTHING comes from the east around these parts. Lessn’ of course it’s Jesus coming back. That’s the only thing that I’ve ever heard of coming from The East, but I’ve never seen it/yet to see it/him or whatever. Anyway, what I have seen tho, is shitloads of storms.

And those come from The West.

Maybe that’s why Jesus is rumored to come from The East.

Be a hell of a thing seeing a storm coming in from The East.

At least, in this part of the world it would be anyway.

^The Calling – Ace Ventura & Vini Vici^

cYacFa

^Deadmau5 – The Oshawa Connection (1080p) || HD^

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So, there you go, Dear Reader. Ten pages of OD missiviness converted into three LoL posts for your enjoyment…

… I’ve gotta go catch another train, but please doo have a Song… ❤