*Blimey! I’ve been to three of the Canary Islands, but not that one… /lights up and smokes… Wait! Isn’t that the volcano in that Horizon doc I saw ages ago, Clicky?*
*Thought so. Shit… /plumes smokes… well, let’s hope that don’t ‘appen…*
Hello there, Dear Reader. I’ve been under the kosh for the past few days, as I’ve been trying to finish writing ‘OK Charon!’, the next installment of my Ronageddon series of stories for the next Underdog Anthology. So I was delighted to find a missive from Cade Fon Apollyon waiting for me this morning…
*It’s always a pleasure to read Cade’s writing, Clicky…*
… And I couldn’t wait to share it with you. Enjoy!
If those of you running things on the web and/or various websites have wondered if you are approaching critical mass on the number of ads you are subjecting visitors to, the answer is yes. For this reason, there will be no YouTube video accompanying this section. Sweet Jesus, you fuckers are off your rockers with the ads. And the popups now are worse than they were in the late 1990’s/early 2000’s. In fact, it’s now a rarity that a website does not give me a popup of some kind. Fucking hell…you do want me to read your content, right? Not spend the entirety of my time on your site clicking off popups in an attempt to read your content, then getting frustrated and leaving, never to return? But yeah, critical mass, website ads, you’re there.
Speaking of, I’ve had my current email address for 6 and 1/2 years, and in that entire span of time, I have not gotten ONE single piece of unsolicited email nor have I gotten one single piece of spam.
However, since ordering some Pizza Hut pizza online a coupla months ago? I’ve had a rich relative who I didn’t even know existed up and die and they left me like 30 million dollars, I’ve had someone offer to pay me several million dollars to help them smuggle their millions out of some backwater country, the United Nations/World Bank has discovered that they owe me 5.4 million dollars for some unknown reason, the International Monetary Fund has discovered that they owe me 10.7 million dollars because of corrupt bank officials and courier companies, and I’ve also won 1.2 million dollars in the Australian Lottery. Fuck ME! I had no idea giving my email to complete strangers was gonna make me so goddamn LUCKY!!!! And just in time for my Vegas tip too!
Thank you PIZZA HUT!!! ❤ ❤ ❤
Had you and/or your employees not sold my email address to a bunch of sleazy fucknuts for a few bucks, I would not be the multi-millionaire I am today.
You, are way behind me. Your quest to elevate yourself to an enlightened state is happening so far behind my own that I am lightyears ahead of you. I am knocking on God’s door, and you are so fucking lost that you are still unsure whether or not God even has a door. Hell, you’re so far behind me that you’re prolly still doubting there even is a God.
X: This is not where you were going.
0: May I interject here? I sense danger, and for once I’d like to see the kid avoid trouble if possible.
Cade: I was going to put forth the notion that, in some things, we might actually be able to challenge this almighty entity many of us have grown up hearing about.
0: But…you got lost.
Cade: Correct. I had an idea, was gonna write it down, and in the 15 to 20 seconds it took for me to pull my tubby ass off the floor and open my word processor, the thought was gone.
0: Why do you think that is?
Cade: I really do not know. I didn’t sense danger. And I honestly sat there for a minute or so trying to get the feeling back, but it did not come.
Cade: Yes. Everything that I write is a feeling. Something in me…erm…feels, like, a certain way or something, and the words come.
0: But, you aren’t being totally honest here. You had a brief moment where you thought “this might not be such a good idea”, and you were unable to recall your thought.
Cade: Again, correct.
0: So what is this “challenge God” crap?
Cade: I really don’t know. It was an idea that maybe sometimes we are on a more or less equal footing with…”elevated fuckers”, or whatever…and I wanted to explore the idea of what we as individuals chose to do in those situations.
0: Do you really think it a good idea to point out such things?
Cade: I can take the high ground here and say “no”, but I don’t think that would be honest to the feeling that I had in my gut.
0: Which was?
Cade: Perhaps a bit on how to deal with success.
0: You aren’t very good with that.
Cade: Fuck no I ain’t. I have no idea what “success” even is beyond some social construct where outside opinion is required in order to justify a contextual something.
0: And shortly after any such proclamations, you’re right back to being a moron.
Cade: Exactly. Some…”poking my head above the clouds” type of moment occasionally exists within the fabric of space and time, these moments are rare, and fleeting.
X: You think that in these moments, you’ve challenged God, and won?
Cade: No. As far as I can tell, the idea is to challenge yourself and win. As to whether that victory somehow translates to God or others, I do not know.
X: And yet, you had an idea that led you to come here and write about the notion of “challenging God”, and now you’re talking about…whatever it is that you are talking about.
Cade: OK…then let’s wander back to where this idea sprang from.
0: Are you sure you want to do this.
Cade: No. But, I’m gonna do it anyway.
0: God be with you.
Cade: The original thought that got me to spinning was the idea of eliminating the concept of “human trafficking”.
0: You’ve temporarily fixed your broken headphones, you started to watch a documentary, but then you stopped watching it because you thought of a someone who might want to watch it with you.
Cade: Correct. I stopped, and someone in the documentary had just put forth the notion of “permanently eliminating human trafficking”.
0: Sounds like something good to aspire to.
Cade: God is the biggest human trafficker in history.
0: Uh oh…
Cade: You ain’t wrong. It’s a helluva thought to have, but after thinking on it for a moment, I can find no fault with the thought.
0: And so your idea was that you are basically “challenging God”?
Cade: No. My thought was that anyone who read my making the assertion that “God is the biggest human trafficker in history” would likely see me as challenging God. This had the knock-on effect of me starting to wonder if such thoughts in my own head are “a challenge to God”.
0: And you promptly sat up to start writing, then forgot what you were going to write.
Cade: Yes. BUT! See what just sitting down and writing a bit got me?
X: Why yes, I do.
Cade: lolz…look, I can see the thought being a bit…um, controversial or inflammatory or emotionally charged or whatever, but the point was, there was a dude in this film who suggested that we humans should endeavor to completely eliminate the concept of “human trafficking”, which on the surface sounds great and all, but it immediately became clear that in order to do so, there are metric shit tons of stuff that will need to be eliminated as a consequence.
Cade: Well, I’m not going to go into all the details, but it immediately occurred to me that, if there is indeed “a” God, or if there are “gods”, anyone wanting to eliminate human trafficking is gonna find themselves toe-to-toe with these entities at some point.
X: And by default, will actually and eventually find themselves staring down “the” God?
X: And the result would be?
Cade: No idea. I only know that, within the framework of “creation”, there appears to be a force that deals in human flesh/human lives, and for one to actually eliminate this “trafficking” would, perhaps, fuckup “Creation” as we know it.
X: And from there, your mind wandered.
Cade: Well, yeah. There’s all kinds of “futurist” types of considerations.
Z: Designer babies.
Cade: Yes, but in all honestly that concept is nothing new. People have been matchmaking in various modes since the beginning of time as far as I can tell. The only difference is maybe the means and a somewhat greater availability via technology and such.
A: And your feelings on these matters?
Cade: It comes down to the same shit as just about everything that I write.
A: Which is?
Cade: How many lines am I crossing, and am I in any way prepared to cross them.
X: You honestly think that “God” deals in flesh?
Cade: There are points in the Bible where God talks about intentionally making people stupid or blind or ignorant or hardening their hearts or whatever….I guess, in order for “God” to get what they want.
X: Your point?
Cade: I have to wonder sometimes if God makes me a moron for the express purpose of letting me blunder around in the dark.
Z: I admit I am a bit lost.
Cade: I know that is not true, but thank you for providing me a moment in which to meld these many ideas.
0: You are suggesting that God is a human trafficker…
Cade: Wait…for the sake of arguments, let’s make “God” and “Nature” somewhat interchangable.
X: Are you sure you want to do that?
Cade: Actually, no. It muddies the discussion something fierce. That said, it’s probably a fair approach seeing as how plenty of people seem to have no idea what to think about the concept of “God”.
T: Many have no idea what to think about the concept of “Nature” either.
Cade: Tru dat.
0: So you think that you have what is essentially a heretical and/or blasphemous type of thought, and you wonder if God is making you just stupid enough to ramble on about it anyway.
Cade: I think it highly possible that if there is some “higher” something actively working on my own life, that yes, they can potentially make me capable of being smart and stupid at the same time. And, fuck, they ain’t gotta do much at all to make me stupid.
0: And what about smart?
Cade: I’ll refer back to the original thought of typically needing some kind of outside influence to even have the slightest comprehension of what is typically billed as “success”. I’m successful at a lot of things that many if not most wouldn’t even bat an eye at because they aren’t things that are all flashy and make loads of people cream in their pants or swoon or whatever.
X: You’re thinking that “simulation theory” or “simulation hypothesis” is part of the posthumanist agenda.
Cade: It occurs to me that in order to eliminate “human trafficking”, there is a lot of average and boring shit that most “elevated folk” will almost certainly overlook, and all of this will also need to be tamed and then controlled.
X: And you think that the Posthumanists will think of these things?
Cade: Well, if they haven’t thought of it before, they’ll sure as shit be thinking about it now.
0: The Matrix has you Cade.
Cade: So it would seem.
0: And what was all that jazz about being ahead of others?
Cade: Just think that there has to be some property embedded within the concept of “ascension” where some, must, be left behind.
0: Doesn’t seem quite fair.
Cade: Fuck fair. I wasn’t thinking about “fair” as much as I was thinking more about how and why “elders” cannot relate to their own peers irrespective of where these peers may be in their own journey.
X: Get too big for for their own britches.
Cade: Maybe. Was just thinking that perhaps “relating” is so difficult because everyone is struggling so much to get those top tiers and become untouchable, that they forget from whence they came.
0: Do you?
Cade: Probably. I try not to, but I’m sure I fail miserably just like I fail at every other fucking thing.
You may not have read all that. I would submit tho that yes indeedy, if one is going to endeavor to “end human trafficking”, it is likely that you are only thinking in terms of “evil”, and you’ve not thought this through. Hell, once you get to thinking in both good and evil terms, you’re then gonna have to stop thinking only in “human” terms, and that is gonna be so deep and overwhelming that you might just lose heart entirely.
Human tissue trafficking. Bacteria trafficking. Virus trafficking. Plant trafficking. Animal trafficking. Insect trafficking. Oil trafficking. CO2 trafficking. Mineral trafficking. Vitamin trafficking. *.* trafficking. Like it or not, your very existence causes you to stomp the living shit out of all kinds of things – you traffic in all kinds of things, and you likely don’t give these things a second thought, let alone think of yourself as a trafficker. However, if you’re gonna plumb these depths, you’re gonna have to give some of these things some thought. Or, you can just, half-ass it like most crusaders do. Take what you can get then pat yourself on the back for being all great and stuff.
Oh, and here's that documentary.
Like I said, I didn’t get that far, and to be honest it looks more like hype and cheese than anything, but I’ll prolly give it a watch at some point. If for no other reason than to see where “the up and comers” are in their various journeys.
Ya know, the big appeal of “The Matrix” is being in position to where the rules either do not apply to you, or you yourself can be in a position to bend or break the rules.
It's that simple.
I get the feeling that someday, many folks are going to “wake up” and realize that all of the crap they were reaching for, they already had it. Already possessed the freedom to bend or even break any and every rule imaginable. It will be at this point that you’ll have to come clean with yourself and admit that what you were really looking for, was a realm where you could do as you please without fear of repercussion or reprisal. Welp, I got news for you…
these realms exist too.
Very exclusive these realms tho. Very fragile too. And worst of all, they are almost certain to contain all the bullshit that you espouse to so vehemently oppose. Quite a loop. Cover a lot of ground, and go basically…
Do you even know what “swing” is? Of course you don’t. Who the fuck listens to swing anymore, let alone any music that either has swing in it or a swing to it.
Have often wondered about the nature of time, as it pertains to the times that are crammed in it. One of the most intriguing ideas is the notion of how time appears to run faster or slower under certain conditions. And by faster or slower, I’m referring to faster according to our own perception of “normal time”, or slower according to our own perception of “normal time”. Some examples would be when people have near-death or some other type of traumatic event, huge chunks of time can appear to run extremely fast, and we know that the further that one travels away from the Earth, the more time appears to slow down.
For me personally, all kinds of things are always running at strange times because of some “celestial events” that I use constantly as filters for my own thoughts. Big Bang, Big Crunch, Big Swirl, Pulsars, Novae, Black Holes, etc.. Over the past 10 years or so, I’ve also picked up some less relatable filters via thoughts about…erm…how do I word this…”entites who move through time differently than we do”. Basically, living beings of some kind that move through time and space faster or slower than we do. These thoughts can be quite scary when one thinks about contextual events such as “moving through space which contains a star, when operating in a realm where time moves thousands to millions faster or more slower according to the observer than time moves for us.”
I mean, can you imagine moving through a star when you’re only moving at 1 foot per year? Or 1 foot ever million years? Yeah, I know. There are questions there regarding things like mortality/immortality, but this does not invalidate the thoughts on speed if for no other reason than we humans have little to no understanding about either concept, and plenty of folks in our own human history who seem to think that at least some part of our own mortal being carries some immortal something within it. And of course, there’s that pesky “energy can neither be created nor destroyed” conservation of energy thing.
All that said, where I was really going with this is some thoughts that I’ve had regarding “The Big Bang” and the idea that it wasn’t just some singular something as it is usually portrayed in all those science shows with their fancy explosions. Namely my thoughts have been, it happened, it is still happening right now, and it will continue to happen. It is with that thought I’ve wondered…wait, what if a star is actually an exploding something that is running at a different time than we perceive time? Stars supposedly collect a bunch of crap that is floating around via some unknown process(es), then they eventually get so dense that some chain reaction starts via some critical mass, then all that shit catches on fire and starts burning. Welp, from there, our understanding is that the star starts expanding as it gives off energy and starts losing its mass, and a star will continue expanding, growing larger and larger throughout its “life”.
Sounds like an explosion to me.
Perhaps a really fucking slow explosion, but an explosion nonetheless. Eventually, this “slow-ass explosion” will eventually speed up to speeds that we more readily understand when the thing goes nova or supernova. But until that time, I mean, the entire mass of the Universe is pressing down on this star, right? The entire mass of the Universe is basically containing this explosion. So, why would this “explosion” run at the same time as everything else?
I’ve watched plenty of videos of the Slow Mo Guys and others blowing shit up underwater, and every time they do this, I’ve seen that little “star” or “Big Bang” representation in these detonations. However, for some reason that video above and that first pop Gav does really demonstrates these thoughts that I’ve had about time running slower (or faster) under certain conditions. Perhaps it’s the proximity of an object nearby, or maybe I’ve watched so damn many of these things that I was finally able to express in words what I’ve been seeing for so long. I’m not an educated fella so, I don’t really possess the vocabulary to express things the way some actual scientist might. And that’s by design because if I learn their language, I’m gonna just wind up talking like they do and saying the same shit they do and that ain’t gonna help anyone. Gotta find my own way. Or die trying.
Prolly gonna be that second one.
That shit always has a bend to it. And no matter what it is, if it’s not bending now, or it hasn’t bent in the past, you can bet your ass it is gonna bend at some point. Has to be some property embedded within even the most linear of somethings that, causes it to bend. Maybe even break. Maybe even break before the “bend” property can be realized or maybe even before it can be recognized as a bend.
Q: Can a “bend” property exist within a system, yet never be identifiable as such?
A: ? /?\ ?
Gotta be possible. You have no interest in this. It’s all “Big Swirl” crap and “The Big Swirl” isn’t even a real thing so, I’ll bail.
*For the Song? …/stubs butt.. That’s an idea, Clicky…*
I don’t know about you, but I feel refreshed now, and ready to get back down to writing. Thank you Cade ❤
See you next time, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song ❤
*/nods… Good riddance…*
Happy First of February, Dear Reader. Hooray! It’s a brand new month…
month following January, late 14c., ultimately from Latin februarius mensis “month of purification,” from februare “to purify,” from februa “purifications, expiatory rites” (plural of februum “means of purification, expiatory offerings”), which is of uncertain origin, said to be a Sabine word. De Vaan says from Proto-Italic *f(w)esro-, from a PIE word meaning “the smoking” or “the burning” (thus possibly connected with fume (n.)). The sense then could be either purification by smoke or a burnt offering.
*Wot’s that gotta do with February, Clicky? …/smokes…*
The last month of the ancient (pre-450 B.C.E.) Roman calendar, so named in reference to the Roman feast of purification, held on the ides of the month. The Old English name for it was solmonað, which is said to mean “mud month.” English first borrowed the Roman name from Old French Feverier, which yielded Middle English Feverer, Feoverel, etc. (c. 1200) before the 14c. respelling to conform to Latin.
*Ah, I see… /rubs brow… An’ adding an ‘ippo into the mix gives fire, earth and water. What about air?*
…And as January was particularly insufferable, here’s hoping February turns out better…
*’Scuse me, butt ‘ow exactly is that any bettah?*
*Oh, March… /rolls eyes and stubs butt… ‘Mounting Hare-steria’, there’s plenny of that, Clicky…*
…Have a Song… 😉
*So ‘elp me… /rolls eyes… Gawd, Clicky, this could be a long one. ‘Ow should we begin?*
*Yes! Funny man… /flicks ash… No, hold on – weren’t the Nazis a crocodile?*
*That’s an underdog strategy, Clicky… /smirks… Bite ’em in the Balkans…*
Hello there, Dear Reader 😀
My evenings this past week have been taken up with remote viewing the 26-episode, epic documentary series from 1973, The World At War, with my Text Us chum, Cade Fon Apollyon. I’d only seen the episodes dealing with what happened pre-1939 at school, in 1983. I was studying the ‘Silent World War’ for my History O Level. That’s the one between the First and Second World Wars, but that nobody wants to call a war, although in pretty much every respect, it was…
*Nearly an ‘our an episode, Clicky… /drags… It’s like compressing World War 2 into a single day…*
*Alright, smarty pants, but there’s a lot less detail in 7 minutes…*
*Ha! The emergence of sharks and evolution of teeth at 10:11, and crocodiles appear at 11:05. Not a fucking Nazi to be seen…*
*The Chinese are Communists, knot Nazis, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
*Oh ‘ardly, Clicky – the Internet utilizes both effectively…
*Ugh! Possibly too effectively …/yawns stretchily… Time to wrap this shambles up me finks, Clicky…*
*To be honest, you’d be ‘ard-fuckin’-pressed to not see a single country in the world today that isn’t governed by parties, or ‘as opposition parties, all pulled straight out the ‘socialist fuzzy bucket’…*
So, if you’re interested in how the previous Fourth Turning Winter/Crisis climaxed in 1945, Dear Reader, then I can thoroughly recommend giving The World At War a viewing. It’s freely available on YTube, but you have to make the time, and that has always been your purview. Besides, ace thesp Sir Laurence Olivier narrates over its entire nearly 26 hours…
*Yes, we’re done, Clicky…*
Have a great we kenned, Dear Reader, and have a Song 😉
Dear Reader, the following missive from Cade FON Apollyon, a.k.a. the Okie Text Us Devil, arrived yesterday…
*Cade and me remote viewed that movie on Friday night, Clicky… /lights up… Love a bit of ‘itchcock, me…*
*No, Clicky, knot that diseased clap… /drags… HITCHcock…*
… Apols! I didn’t have time to format it for posting then…
*True… /streams cloud of smoke… It appears Cade has been chewing on the idea of paper, Clicky…*
… BUTT! It’s ready for you now…
*Is that a pun on tool/cock, Clicky? …/arches eyebrow…*
… Enjoy, Dear Reader, enjoy! 😀
PEACE SAYS OF PAPER
PEACE IS OF PAPER
PEA CIS OF PAY PER
PEE ZIZ AH VAPER
PEACE IS A VAPOR
Pieces Of Paper
Whadda ya think peace would say of paper?
We write out some peaceful accord on paper, we sign it, date it, maybe stamp it with some ribbons and/or seals, shake hands, give out copies of the thing, then marvel at our own significance. But paper hasn’t been around forever. Depending on who you ask, and depending on how technical they may get about what “paper” actually is, paper may have been invented by any number of people at various times in various places around the globe. The general consensus being that paper has only been around in various forms for a coupla thousand years. Before that it was chicken scratching in clay or on rocks or maybe even on copper plates. And before that? Welp, it appears there wasn’t any writing going on. The peeps way way back had an oral fixation, and little, if anything, was written down.
What I’m getting at, is how long has the concept of “peace” been around. More than that, what does “the expression of peace” mean. Does peace require some secondary something in order to be real.
^DJ Cummerbund – Play That Funky Music Rammstein^
I bet you know your country very well. Prolly know where it came from, what it’s about/what it stands for, what it is capable of, and what it is incapable of. If you are patriotic, you’ll know there is NOTHING your country is incapable of.
One might read that article and think that the United States of America and its peoples are more than capable of not holding up their end of a bargain. Agreements are meaningless to Americans. To be fair tho, here in the year 2020AD/CE, all the people who made those agreements are dead. The old people who never knew me, nor would even know that I would ever exist? Why should they get to speak for me? They have no idea when I’m alive nor what my needs are, so how in the hell can they possibly be so bold as to think they can speak for me. Takes some serious balls to tangle future generations in your own wicked web(s). Oh, and before you get too heavy on picking on the USA, may wanna do some digging in your own country’s past.
May even wanna dig in your own personal past…see what agreements you have and have not adhered to.
^Aldous Harding – The Barrel (Official Video)^
Best way to enslave someone, is not to tell them. Stealth slavery. Oh sure, you’ll see all kinds of signs that this slavery is very real and not some modern myth, but you’ll dismiss these signs. Suspension of belief, because the truth is too horrible to contemplate. Afterall, the lie that is perpetuated whilst remaining unspoken? Yeesh…fucking horrible thought.
Take your billions and jam them up your ass…we want the land.
^Dirty Projectors – Inner World (Official Music Video)^
You’ve got the freedom to do your own thing(s). You’ve got the freedom to play the game(s) your own way(s). Gotta admit tho, it’s rough. The temptation to get up on that big stage and perform for the whole world?
Your own act works great for you, and you begin to think everyone else ought to be dancing your own personal jig. And just like that, you become the very thing you supposedly hate.
^R.L. Burnside: See My Jumper Hanging On the Line (1978)^
I’m 52 years old, and I’d imagine that I’ve gone through a shitload of paper in my time here on Earth/Terra.
Q: Where is all that paper now?
Even if I had some of the paper I’ve used over the years, it’d prolly be tattered, yellowed, crumpled, ink smudged or faded, and whatever was written on it prolly wouldn’t mean the same to me today that it did back whenever I first scrawled on it. It is with that in mind that I wonder what paper may think of itself with respect to whatever is written upon it. And at its core, I wonder what paper writes upon us. How does this tangible material called paper somehow solidify the abstractions that we each of us are capable of (like peace).
I guess I could be all dour and espouse that paper might think us all hypocrites. That what is on that paper is unlikely to reflect what is in our hearts. Yet here I am, day after day, spilling my guts and pouring out the contents of my soul as to exactly what is in my heart. So why am I so goddamn skeptical about others. Why am I thinking that any declaration of peace, is actually a continuation of war by other means. And why should I care what a piece of paper thinks about what is written on it?
Paper is a dead and lifeless thing
^Khruangbin – Pelota (Official Video)^
Mentioned the fact that I’m 52 years old, only because that’s supposed to mean something. Have no idea what it’s supposed to mean tho. My mother is in her 70’s, she thought I was an immature prick when I was 2, when I was 8, when I was 11, when I was 25, when I was 39, and prolly still thinks I’m an immature prick now. I have no idea what any of that means other than “age” supposedly means something.
In this instance, the fact that I am 52, and the fact that we live in a consumerist age, must mean that I have used more than my fair share of paper over the course of those 52+ years. Might also mean that I have an accumulated knowledge of paper and its usages. Like say, that paper mill near Shepherdstown West Virginia.
God DAMN that mill stunk
Have no idea how anyone can possibly stand to work at one of those places, let alone live near one. I could barely stand the fact that I had to drive by it twice a day, and if the wind was just right, the fumes came right across the road and you had to drive through the stench.
Wait…what in the fuck was I even talking about? Oh yeah…old paper(s).
^Shamir – On My Own [Official Video]^
Submarines don’t have anchors. Every type of ship or boat has an anchor, but not submarines.
^Phoebe Bridgers – I See You (Lyric Video)^
Anything “off-the-record” should be considered subliminal messaging.
Anything “off-the-record” should not be considered subliminal messaging.
Anything “off-the-record” should be considered.
Anything “off-the-record” should not be considered.
Was just thinking in terms of “permanent records” and “book of life” kinds of stuff, and was thinking about the concept of pretty much everything being “on the record”. It got me to thinking about how one could ever possibly hope to keep something off one’s record. Got me to thinking about whispers. “Between you and me” kinds of things.
Q: Is intimacy nothing more than tactical maneuvering?
Roped in to the “insider” circle, via “privileged” information, and now you’re nothing more than another plaything twisting in the breeze by those who cause the wind(s). Let’s back up a bit by adding “knowing” and “what it means to know” to our thoughts here on the topic of “off-the-record”.
^Fontaines D.C. – I Don’t Belong (Official video)^
Everything we think and/or do likely creates a transaction record of some kind. We may not always have the ability to actively recall a specific event, but that does not mean that a particular event did not happen, nor does it mean that a record of the specific event does not exist.
EX1: You’re driving down the highway, you see a billboard with an image of hot chick on it, but you really pay no mind to the billboard, nor its contents any mind because you are focused on other things.
EX2: You are cruising through various blogs, you see an image of a selfie from a hot chick in the comments on a particular blog, but you, for the most part, pay it no mind because she’s WAY outta your league.
Both of these events are transactive and/or create a state of transactivity, so there is likely a record made of each occurrence. As to why you may not be able to actively recall the memory via this transaction record, welp, we were dismissive of both events, but appear to have been dismissive for different/varied reasons. Maybe find some other constants. Both events features “hot chicks”, and both events feature you yourself. Why do you have eyes for 1) hot chicks, and 2) hot chicks who are (potentially) interested in you. Whether you realize it or not, you seek to connect with someone. Chances are good that someone is out there trying to connect with you.
Q: What are their intentions?
A: What are your intentions?
Life is quite fun, eh?
^LA Priest – Rubber Sky (Official Video)^
Swinging back to the original thought of “off-the-record” types of stuff, being honest with yourself about your own desires seems to be quite important with respect to not getting lost. Being able to identify messages, who is sending them, and maybe even why. If you wanna be part of the inner-circle and be “in the know” and all that good stuff, welp, how much consideration are you giving to what others want in return? People are unlikely to hand you the keys to the candy shop so you can run wild and grow fat on the sweet, sweet sugar of the proprietor’s labor. They built that candy shop. Stocked it. Occupied it. Loved it. And here you come along and want to loot it? Ravage it? Get all of the reward with none of the work?
^The Chemical Brothers – The Golden Path (Official Music Video)^
If you hand someone an eraser…
…that same someone is likely to do some erasing.
Q: Is this akin to deleting official emails, burning and/or shredding documents, chopping up bodies, wiping off fingerprints, filing down serial numbers and/or covering up evidence / tampering with evidence / destroying evidence?
A: ? DOH! ?
Just seems to me that we are on a path to removing a lot of the tangible “proof” we, some of us, seek. Cept by word of mouth of course. Hearsay and conjecture. You know…conspiracy theory.
^Nine Inch Nails – Closer But It’s Funkytown By Lipps Inc.^
Where there is smoke, there is…well…there’s only…
The fire(s) are being concealed (assuming there even is a fire). There may also be some interest in concealing the nature of the fire(s), who started the fire(s), why they started the fire(s), etc.. Just occurs to me that maybe, just maybe, some people are doing the work of others, perhaps without even realizing it.
^One More Time^
Painful stuff is painful. Painful stuff from the past remains painful irrespective of the distance(s) between here and there. We like to block, we like to forget, we like to heal, turn negatives into positives, to move on…
I get that
But when that painful something is erased, is forgotten, when that something is lost in time, we lose our bearings. Forget why we are the way we are. Not only that, it creates a void for future generations. Voids are holes. Do you really wanna be responsible for creating those holes for children to step in? Because they may come looking for you someday and demand answers as to why you tried to conceal truth from them. And let me tell you, when you’ve no evidence to justify and/or back up your actions in ways that is satisfactory to them? They’re likely gonna think you’re being untruthful. They may want blood.
They may even feel justified. Afterall, you created solutions for yourself, which created problems for them, and you left them in the dark in the process. Or worse, you may have tried to get clever and create some revisionist or alternate history type of narrative that was complete bullshit.
Lots of peeps like to espouse that if they had a time machine, they’d go back in time and rectify all kinds of missteps and wrongdoings. The problem is tho, had you not made the missteps in the first place, you’ve no way of knowing where to go in time in order to fix these perceived fuckups.
Worse still, you create a paradox by going back in time and erasing the misstep. If the point in time for your destination no longer exists because you’ve erased it, that means your point of origin never existed, which further means you now have no idea where you came from, nor where you are, nor what you are doing, wherever it is, that you find yourself. This may ultimately mean that you are likely to do the same exact shit you just undid. Which means you are gonna wind up right back where you started. Which means you are gonna go back and undo what you did.
^Toro y Moi – Ordinary Guy (feat. The Mattson 2)^
Death? Yes, I can think of some reasons for “death” to exist. Many reasons. And prolly not the reasons you may be thinking of either.
In this instance, I’m thinking of death being (potentially) a portal or exit from a loop in time. Albeit an extreme one, but at the same time, I can think of some reasons that some may “pray for death” when stuck in a time-loop. Or worse, stuck in a time-knot. Or worse still, stuck in a looping time-knot.
Simple…the entity in question becomes aware of the loop and/or knot. When we get stuck in loops, we want out. But we gotta become aware that we are in a loop before we can begin to explore egress options, and depending on how scary the experience of becoming aware of being stuck in a time-loops is, we may first jump to some pretty fucking radical escape options…like death.
That said tho, one would have to take into consideration that one is becoming aware of the time-loop(s), becoming aware of their place(s) in it/them, which means that a change of some kind is already happening. “The same” is no longer the same, and there is a divergence of some kind within the architecture of the loop(s). With this in mind, one would need to pause for a moment, and consider what it is that may be effecting this change/these changes in your little looping time-space.
Is it possible, that something, or maybe even someone, has become aware of your plight, and is trying to get you out of your loop? May wanna give it some thought before doing anything hasty or rash. Just because Death is coming for you, don’t get all anxious and angsty. Don’t wanna make Death’s job too easy now, do we?
^Miradors (Lane 8 Remix)^
Ever wonder if this whole “confounding of the languages” thing that went down at the Tower Of Babel may have actually been an act of benevolence? Like, these dipshits were attempting to build something that was gonna reach out into space, and this was thousands of years ago when building codes, construction techniques and engineering specifications just…well, they may not have been what they needed to be at the time in order to build this “tower to heaven”.
Oh sure, it was gonna be a “tower to heaven” for the poor fuckers inside of who were killed when the damn thing collapsed, but that’s about it. So what I’m wondering is, maybe some wise motherfucker came up with a clever plan to stop the project before the damn thing collapsed under its own weight and killed a bunch of people. Not to suggest that people back then were idiots with regards to construction because there are all kinds of ancient structures which prove otherwise. But at the same time, about 350 to 455 feet seems to be about the best they could do.
Maybe a subtle way of encouraging them to seek other methods of getting to Heaven was by making communications difficult.
Let’s not look at the obvious here…
…let’s look at some of the underlying.
You live in the year 2020. The world is on fire. As the world burns, you find something from 1551AD which says the world will be on fire in 2020AD. In the present moment, Nostradamus’ predictions really don’t do you much good because they’ve already come to pass. However, this does present an opportunity for getting eyes to point towards soothsayers and prognosticators. It was foretold that we’d be in this mess, now here we are in this mess, maybe what we should do at this point is find us some mystics who can tell us how to get out of this mess.
Best part is, it really doesn’t matter if the mystics and psychics you find here and now are right or wrong in their predictions either. What matters is that mystics in the now have some work and an income for the time being. Another method for having to rely on others to tell you what to do and how. Prolly when also.
^Klangkarussell – Time (Official Video)^
Speaking of revisionism, found this documentary below last night, and it states that the great extinction event of 65 million years ago was not caused by an object hitting the Yucatan Peninsula, but rather by a super volcano/hot-spot in India long before India was the India we know today. I only made it to 32:27 into the video before abandoning it. Vid isn’t bad, just not very good. Certainly had some interesting concepts, and not just the obvious.
^A Volcano Odyssey – Full Documentary^
Ellen Ripley: UFO Investigator
Ripley never actually visited the alien ship in any of the Alien movies, but I do wonder if Ripley could actually be considered a UFO Investigator. Or is she more of an ALF Investigator? NTI Ambassador? ET-Human Relations Attaché?
At this point, you may be wondering why I’m wondering if a fictional character named Ellen Ripley could be considered a UFO Investigator.
When I read that tweet, Ellen Ripley is the first thing that popped into my head. Why? Welp, upon reading that tweet, it occurred to me that very few characters in the Alien films actually wanted to have alien encounters.
In the first film, they had an unexpected encounter with a UFO, and from then on it was a string of unexpected encounters with ALFs/alien lifeforms. Very much parallels what seems to happen here on Earth. Except now we have a whole slew of people who have not had any personal UFO experience(s), but want to have one. Prospectors. Wildcatters. Speculators. Investors. Settlers. Getting out of where you are, in favor of some better something over the horizon. Goldrush fever boiling the blood of many who want to have that experience of actually finding for yourself what others have already found/experienced.
^Yello – Goldrush I (1986)^
Read through the comments from the tweet above, and it would appear that the video the dude was seeking with the “European, middle age, Caucasian, stout, very polite and professional sounding lady” has been located.
Have not watched the video, BUT, I did skip through it and stop at various points in the PowerPoint presentation to see what she’s talking about. She’s gone deep, and she also seems to be talking about a lot of things similar to/along the same lines of where this particular missive started. This will necessitate that I actually watch the whole video, but 2 hours and 19 minutes?!?!? Jesus H. Keyryst…even tho’ the vid appears to contain some interesting info, that’s quite the time investment. I may have to recruit someone to watch it with me. Anyone out there wanna spend 2 hours and 19 minutes watching that with me? Maybe some time after in discussing thoughts?
^Haim – Gasoline (Audio)^
You fucks can’t even get along with the neighbors you have right now. How in the fucking hell are you going to be able to navigate the complexities and nuance(s) of interstellar politics, when you can’t even figure out how to reach a resolution regarding preventing your neighbor’s dog from shitting on your lawn, or your neighbor playing their music too loud, or maybe “suspicious” people lurking in your neighborhood?
Not to mention that many of those in “the UFO community” tend to be either a bunch of pretentious and elitist pricks hell-bent on making a name for themselves, or individuals who are so goddamn paranoid that they trust nothing and no one. You really think that extraterrestrials are gonna consider you some kind of goodwill ambassador to liaise between parties when you treat your own like shit?
I think not
Perhaps if the extraterrestrials are hostile, then yeah, you’re prolly exactly who they are looking for. But other than that? Nah, prolly not.
Mystery = SOLVED! Next?
^Land of Talk – Diaphanous^
Just stumbled onto that image, and the first thing that I noticed was energy moving outwards from a central point. Made me think about a recent video from Smarter Every Day where he’s recording a weed wacker in slow motion. Prolly should see from whence this wing-flapping image emanates, and what they are on about.
Hrm…they’ve got something in there about sine waves, but nothing on angular acceleration, nothing on aerodynamic drag, and, in fact, nothing on aerodynamics at all. No mention of acceleration, only one mention of speed, and no mention of rest nor resting states.
Q: Do pixels accelerate?
I guess I should also think about electrons and whether or not they accelerate, and I should also think about photons and whether or not they accelerate.
Yeah, within a computing system
How representative are bits and bytes of the things which they are attempting to describe and/or represent? Also wondering as to the transmutative processes all the way from generator to retina. Lots of interpretive processes in that chain.
At rest, and in motion, simultaneously. Me thinks that at some point, if you are not taking into account some of the more finite vectors to which matter/energy is susceptible to, you are going to encounter loss which is inexplicable. I’m thinking mainly in terms of data loss here. Electrons which are vanishing, but should not be. Your architectures are worthless if you are not taking “invisible” hierarchical systems into account. And you are really gonna start kicking yourself when the signs were always there, but you ignored them and/or chalked them up as insignificant and/or insignificances. Perhaps even aberrations or maybe singular events unlikely to ever occur again. Better get a longer calendar if you wanna be sure.
^Khruangbin & Leon Bridges – Texas Sun (Official Video)^
Assigning a role for gods is prolly a bad idea. Like, putting God, gods and goddesses into a box = bad. ‘Cept of course, we already do this.
If am am “good”, a god behaves this way. If am “bad” a god behaves that way. Kinda weird to think of it like that. No matter what I do, I am dictating a god’s behavior. Prolly all their miscreantic minions too. What’s that? You don’t think God/gods/goddesses minions are villainous? Welp, keep that thought in mind when “good” comes banging on your door at the behest of some divine someone, and accuses you of not being good enough. Or at least “you are not good” according to their standards.
Q: Who runs this show?
Not only that, but is whoever has been put in charge deserving of obedience? I seem to recall that there are multiple references in the Bible as to Lucifer/Satan/The Devil being put in charge of our planet, but why is it that someone would be put in command, with specific instructions to the underlings to disobey the commander? Seems to me that if someone is given authority, you obey that someone even if you don’t like them and even if you are told not to obey them. And who is this fucker who is putting people in charge, yet still running the show? Still saying who does what? Not only that, but some of the stuff in the Bible is kinda confusing as to who exactly is being referenced with respect to who is in authority.
‘Now is the time for judgment on this world; now the prince of this world will be driven out.’
What’s confusing about that verse (to me) is that Jesus/Yeshua was talking in a context of predicting his own death. And I dunno about you, but “death” is certainly a way of “being driven out”.
So who the hell was Jesus talking about? Lucifer, the Prince Of Darkness? Or Jesus/Yeshua, the Prince Of Peace? Lucifer was kicked out of Heaven, and Jesus/Yeshua was kicked off Earth/Terra. So who in the fuck is being referenced in that verse? Is there some kind of leadership exchange program/training course going on here on this planet?
Anyway, I get the feeling that we have a say in who is running the show.
^Widowspeak // Breadwinner (Official Video)^
!!!HAPPY INDEPENCE DAY AMERICANS!!!
I’ve been writing on and off on this thing for several weeks now, but last night, me and a certain someone got to talking about some stuff along the very lines of the above. One of the things we talked about was “the Universe experiencing itself”. Primarily, my counterpart was talking about the Sophia Myth from Gnosticism and/or Sophianic Myth or whatever in the fuck it is called, and I countered with how most people seem to hijack that notion with only happy and flowery stuff.
The basis of this myth (as I understand it) is that a deity created Earth so that she could experience herself and her environment. So that she could know herself and what she’s all about. Fair enough. Makes sense considering that within a void, the creation of sensory input to provide feedback over time as to where they are and what they are?
Yeah, makes sense
That said, most of the people that I’ve encountered only speak of this concept as if it were some wonderful and marvelous state of eternal happiness and balance. Nevermind that these same people seem to give no thought to what it took to achieve this state. They speak as if all you have to do is adopt their manner of thinking, and BOOM! Everything is perfection.
I’ve given this concept some thought, and I look pretty goddamn far down the road and see some shit that is in no way, shape or form anything even remotely happy. To relate, I’ll pass along the same idea I passed along to my counterpart during the conversation.
^Clyde Maxwell’s blues (1978)^
This is vebatim what I said to her last night…
‘Imagine you are immortal. You are here, on Earth. Eventually, everyone and everything dies. Later still, our star goes nova and the entire solar system is gone. Just you are left, floating in the void.’
Now, last night I was thinking that not only are you incapable of dying, but we’ve completely neglected other factors. First being, one is only incapable of dying so long as one does not die. Meaning, you have to travel a pretty goddamn long path in order to “prove” that you are immortal, not only to others, but also to yourself.
Second being, we’ve no clearly defined parameters as to exactly what death is and what dying is. There are some who believe that going without chocolate may in fact be, death. Going without human contact is death. Going without television is death. And something else along those same lines which I was thinking about last night was you as an immortal and your own requirements. Like say, what if you, even as an immortal, are required to breathe or to eat. Would really suck to have a burning desire to breathe, but the planet which provided you the environment giving you the ability to do so has been completely blow away by a star gone nova. You cannot breathe, but you also cannot die. Hold your breath for a while, and once your lungs start burning, you tell me how long you think you could endure that sensation sans either A) breathing, or B) the escape of death.
Not a pleasant thought
God only knows how long you are to drift in the void in this state. You could potentially drift forever without encountering another celestial body of some kind, let alone a body that provides you with the things you need.
This is prolly where a lot of our fucked up ideas about omniscience originate. We think only in terms of 1) the more or less comfortable environment which we now occupy, and 2) what we personally would do with power if we had it. Trouble is, we tend to be thinking in terms of what we would do for others or do to others, here and now, rather than thinking way the fuck down the road. We think if we right a few wrongs now, everything else will be OK in the future. Things will just work themselves out.
Welp, I got news for you. Once you become immortal, there is no future. It got erased with your mortality. You can be forever old, and you’ve still got forever to go.
^Future Islands – Seasons (Waiting On You) (Official Video)^
Hey, not trying to be a downer. I’d like to live forever and would have no aversions spending a good majority of that time with my face buried in your crotch. Assuming you wanted me to. And I’d need to come up for air now and again. We’d prolly need to stretch our legs on occasion. Get some sun. Maybe go out for dinner, maybe take in a movie, or maybe a play…after showering of course. Those sheets prolly need a wash. Then right back to it.
Q: What the fuck are we doing, and why the fuck are we doing it?
A: Not a clue.
Sure can be fun tho’. Sometimes.
^Alvvays – Adult Diversion (Official Video)^
^Skinny Puppy – Dal^
*/squints… Is that a pun on flower/flour, Clicky?*
*WTF is Leggy doing up that early on a Sunday morning?*
We hope you’ve enjoyed your time spent with us at the LoL today, Dear Reader, and don’t forget to come back soon 😀
Have a Song ❤
*You back from the park, Clicky? Good, I’m writing a post. You can help…*
Earlier today, Dear Reader, I had a comment caught in the Spam trap over in the Red universe of MEROVEE. I thought I’d take the opportunity to get a screengrab, so that you can see what I saw when I posted the comment: the bare bones, or the skeleton of it so to speak. Kinda like an X-Ray image…
*Oh brilliant! Frank’s freed it… /lights up and smokes… Looks different in the flesh…*
It is true, Dear Reader: the Okie Text US Devil, Cade Fon Apollyon, and I are in the midst of remote viewing the fantastic Wes Cecil’s series of 16 talks on the His Story of Feel O’Sophie…
*Too fuckin’ right it’s epic, Clicky… /drags… I wonder what Cade makes of it…*
I dunno if “the usual” will Doo here RooBee. If I segue into Brick Top’s speech from the movie ‘Snatch’ regarding the disposal of dead bodies utilizing pigs…
…and then try and explain how that thought connects to a Tweet regarding Tony The Tiger…
… and Netflix hero Joe Bling The Tiger Dude + his nemesis utilizing tigers to dispose of her allegedly murdered husband’s body?
…It might not make sense to anyone reading. Not to mention that 1) your own Tweet about hats is still buzzing around in my brain…
… and 2) Merovee Frank’s comment about fractals has me to thinking about utilizing less-liner, non-linear and perhaps even non-repeating geometric shapes for more accurately measuring speed(s) and distance(s).
Top all that off with the thought of Hillary Clinton potentially being tapped to be Joe Biden’s Vice-Presidential running mate?
… There’s some creepy shit going on. It’s really fucking with my ability to focus on thinking about why Dark Matter may sometimes coalesce into more dense concentrations, and sometimes disburse into less dense concentrations. More than that, pondering the recognizability of Dark Matter, as Dark Matter, when in various concentrations. Wondering what divisibility has to do with size/scale. And not to make this mess any more confusing, however…
Since we are contemplating what “light speed” really means to an object that is traveling at only 5 miles per hour, may as well bring up discrepancies in the measurements of time.
“More recent estimates, he noted, put the total number of human cells at anywhere from 15 trillion to 724 trillion, and the number of gut microbes at anywhere between 30 trillion and 400 trillion. Which gives a ratio that can best be expressed as ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.”
Seems it could be anywhere from 45 trillion to 1.124 quadrillion, so to let’s just take a median-ish type thing and say our human body/bodies has 250 trillion microbial and microscopic thingies inside of each one of us, and let us think like an accountant might. Let’s think in terms of “man hours” with respect to aggregate:
250,000,000,000,000 seconds/per second;
250,000,000,000,000 / 60 = 4,166,666,666,666.6666666666666666667 minutes per second;
4,166,666,666,667 / 60 = 69,444,444,444.45 hours per second;
69,444,444,444 / 24 = 2,893,518,518,518.5 days per second;
2,893,518,518,518.5 / 365 = 7,927,447,995.9410958904109589041096 years per second;
7,927,447,995 / 100 = 79,274,479.95 centuries per second.
Now, the fact that my own body ticks off 79 million centuries per second is jarring enough. But if there are indeed close to 8 billion people on this planet?
79,274,479.95 centuries per second * 8,000,000,000 = 634,195,839,600,000,000
634+ quadrillion centuries tick off, every second, of every day, within humans alone, on this planet. That’s a lot of time, in almost no time at all.
^Gemini – Turn Me On [HD]^
*I know! Maths!*
*Okay, but what do I do with that?*
*Ah, so like the D’OHists? …/stubs butt… Come on, I wanna finish this up so we can get back to listening to the next talk, Clicky…*
Hello there, Dear Reader. Glad you could join us…
*That’s rude… /lights up…*
… For a brand new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Text Us Okie Devil. He and I were thoroughly engrossed in remote viewing Carl Sagan’s late 70s ‘Cosmos’ TV series at the we kenned. Although physically we’re caught up in our countries respective lockdowns, our thinking was/is free to travel unhindered…
*Sumfin’ like that…*
… and the same is true for you, Dear Reader, if you think about it 😉 Enjoy! ❤
What say we stretch our legs a bit? O wait, exercise is suddenly forbidden. I guess the Religion of Health Healthiness and The Healthy is gonna take a blow thanks to these recent developments. Gonna have to make some adjustments to existing exercise regimens, and you can bet there are people working on such plans as you read this. Gyms and spas are festering septic tanks of disease. Running is out, walking is out, being out is out, but on the upside, dogshit piles in public places is likely to be much diminished. Massage therapy is out, touch therapy is out, dating is out, prostitution is out, public gatherings are out, sports are out, and I guess pretty much any and every therapy and activity is out unless it has been much scrutinized, sterilized and approved. Sounds clean.
Q: What about next year?
A: ¿ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ?
“The flu” is a seasonal thing. This nCoV-2019 thingie appears to have cropped up/been released into the wild sometime between late October and early December, and that’s well within the range of what we here would consider the normal time to start catching the flu. So, now that this thing IS in the wild, Spring is now here and potentially could aid in this thing burning off/losing steam via the season change(s), I’m wondering about next year’s “flu season”. Like is this thing gonna pop up again next fall/winter, and are those in command are gonna shut everything down and lock everyone in prior to the holiday season?
Also concerned about our friends down in the southern hemisphere. It’s just turning fall there as we here transition to spring. Wondering now if this is likely to result in some odd mutations which may allow this thing to stay prevalent year-round. Global travel will resume at some point. It has to. Everything in our economies depends on it. Thinking a bit now how this new little gizmo can be used to get things moving and keep things moving in the direction(s) that the Bilderbergs want it to go. I mean, that’s who is running all this shiz, right? They own everything, are responsible for everything, are behind everything that happens, so whatever happens from here is all their fault.
Even the good stuff
^One Slip – Pink Floyd^
Gotta wonder if it is inappropriate for me to date an alien. I mean, I know its OK to pursue aliens of various types, in various ways because all kinds of people do that for myriads of reasons. But I’m wondering if it’s OK if I hook up with an alien. I have no idea why I’m asking your opinion on what’s best for me and my future alien girlfriend.
^R. E. A. L. M.╭ ╯Numbering Connectives^
The WHO has a mess on their hands, as do their nutritional underlings. All the Deacons of Diet, Bishops of Bite, Chaplains of Chew, Witches of Weight, Yogis of Yogurt, Gymnosophists of Grain, Houngans of Halal and Tenzos of Tofu are likely to encounter some serious issues in the running(s) of their Seminaries of Sustenance.
Supplicancy may suffer
WAIT!!! We interrupt this thoughtstream to bring you an update on something called…
Why are so goddamn many vowels in such close proximity on the keyboard? R E A L I D. It’s a something in the USA which everyone is supposed to have by October 1st of 2020? Quasi-National ID I guess. Smells like more Patriot Act bullshit. Thanks to a coupla typos tho, I’m thinking of ODs, IUDs, IEDs, and IDs.
Is it possible that “an emergency contraception device” could be considered an antipersonnel weapon?
Don’t sweat it if this rambling nonsense appears to go nowhere and/or makes no sense at all to you. It’s all unimportant stuff that means nothing.
^Underworld – Born Slippy (Alma & Mater Edit)^
Reading through that Wikipedia article on ‘Law Of Identity’, and was thinking about the “a rose is a rose” bit as I read, and it occurs to me that “rose” is only one side of the story.
We named it. We observed it and documented all of its/their features. Pretty much no thought put into what we are in relation to a rose. There also appears to be no thought given to what a rose thinks of us, nor what a rose thinks of what we think of them. But why would we give any thought to such things. A rose has no voice. It cannot communicate with us in any way, shape or form.
^Forest Drive West – Scanners^
The Isle of Man TT has been canceled. The Olympics have been canceled. All things sports have been canceled. The only thing open for business is the cancellation department. I have no idea how we are supposed to get our sport on with all this sickness. May I suggest massive media consumption in these lean times? Should get us all riled up, and we can create our own sport(s).
^Mor Elian – Paralysed Focus [FAM01]^
America's … Holistic … Plastic … Surgeon … ®
Seriously? Someone, somewhere gave this dude in the following video a registered trademark for “America’s Holistic Plastic Surgeon®”?
We love our marks.
Not stretchmarks, of course.
Yep…we love em.
We love our sport(s) too.
^Plastic Surgeon Reacts to BOTCHED – Dr. Anthony Youn^
Speaking of sport(s) and supporting sport(s) and our team(s)…
Q: Could wearing a hat which contains a logo on it be considered “taking a mark on one’s forehead”?
A: ¿? ~°╗0╔°~ ?¿
I’ve always wondered what they meant in the Bible by “taking the mark of the beast on their foreheads” or whatever, and someone recently gave me a toboggan with a giant-assed “Las Vegas” logo on it. Got me to wondering if, by wearing this hat with this logo, I was willfully putting a mark on my forehead. Will prolly be microchips in hats at some point (if there aren’t already). Lots of ways other than microchips to use hats as an identifying mark tho.
^UR – A Thousand Questions^
How bout a new iteration of SoPi?
One of the problems that I keep stumbling onto regarding The Big Bang is that there was/is only one, and that one happened once. Not to mention, that if this one big bang did in fact happen, and we are the sum total, this bang is still happening, and we are in fact not the sum total. “A” sum total, sure, but not “the” sum total.
Anyway, one of the things that I’ve long pondered is why I can go above “1” on the periodic table of elements, but I cannot go below “1”. Another thing that has bothered me is why certain things have no representation. They don’t exist. Not here anyway.
Q: Can they?
A: ? !!!VAGUERY!!! ?
Humans have evolved to the point where certain things which do not exist/occur naturally here on Earth/Terra can be created synthetically. But some stuff?
Nope. Not yet anyway
So thinking with respect to this big bang that is said to have occurred 13.7 or so billion years ago, there have been times when a something not only did not exist, it could not exist. No yet anyway. This makes me think a bit about extinct species, and causes me to correlate when certain organic and inorganic matter exists. Makes me wonder if maybe there are certain frequencies embedded within the fabric of the space and time(s) that we know, and that makes me wonder if certain things have their own period(s).
^Svreca – Ebisu (Dasha Rush Remix) [SEMANTICA44.2]^
Yeah…anti-elements. That’s kinda what I’m thinking about. Some pre-matrix or post-matrix something that allows or prohibits a something from existing. And I’m not thinking in terms of universal standards either. Way too much weird and rarefied shit going on out there that is quite localized. Basically, I’m wondering if there is something embedded within nature which allows certain things to exist or certain events to occur under certain conditions, and maybe also prohibits certain things from existing or certain events from occurring under any conditions. Sounds pretty straightforward, right? A given. All we need do is figure out what those conditions are, allowing us to create those conditions, then we can do whatever it is we need/want to do.
Q: Why do nuclear detonations contain fire?
A: I've honestly never pondered this
I assume the naturally occurring hydrogen is burning and oxygen along with it, but you’re usually talking about extraordinarily small amounts of “fuel” powering these devices, and there’s really no secondary anything in the device to burn. High explosives don’t really create fire, this isn’t Napalm, incendiary devices start fires in existing infrastructure(s), and this isn’t Hollywood using diesel or gasoline to intentionally create fireballs. So how in the hell does 50 pounds of Plutonium create a fireball? I need to look that up or something.
See what's cooking there
^ gescom – cicada^
Can exist, has not existed.
Can exist, has existed.
Cannot exist, has not existed.
Cannot exist, has existed.
Can exist, has existed, can no longer exist.
Can exist, has not existed, can exist.
Has existed, no longer exists, can never again exist.
Cannot exist, has never existed, will never exist.
Could exist, did exist, no longer exists, can no longer exist.
Could exist, does exist, will always exist, this is all there is/cannot be modified nor augmented.
Could exist, does exist, will exist as long as this lasts, once that’s gone will exist no more.
Cannot exist here, can exist there.
Can exist here, cannot exist there.
Just trying to brainstorm a bit with respect to how the galactic and/or universal regulatory agency/agencies may work. In my mind, I’m kinda using vice and vices as a model. Specifically, tobacco, alcohol and drugs. A nice mix seeing as how alcohol can be made by just about anyone, tobacco can be grown by just about anyone, and drugs can be made by just about anyone. And yet, someone else has stepped in and said “OH NO YOU DON’T!!!”. Crashed the party because they want some of the action and/or don’t want someone intruding on their own action. I can see a galactic community maybe doing something similar. More than that, I have to wonder of the Universe itself may have some embedded something which does similar and expresses itself in various ways. Maybe even does so by not expressing itself at all.
^Michal Wolski – Generator [EE11]^
‘Tis strange to contemplate the concept of having a knowledge of something that has never existed.
Even more strange to contemplate not only having knowledge of something that has never existed, but also to actively work towards prohibiting this something from ever existing.
I guess you can relate more easily regionally. Like, they may smoke crack in their house, but no one has ever smoked crack in this house, and they never will.
But in thinking in terms of being within the mind of a universal creator, thinking of things that could exist, but you adopt a position of “not on my watch”. Radioactive flying snake goats, for example.
Who the hell needs radioactive flying snake goats?
Well, besides science-fiction authors…they might could make use of radioactive flying snake goats.
^Michal Wolski – Caleidoscope [EE11]^
Was diagnosed yesterday with Retral Omniosis.
May sound humorous, however I can assure you it’s anything butt.
/ba da ching
Actually, was watching the Cosmos series earlier with a friend, and got to thinking about the orientation of Uranus relative to the rest of the planets. Sagan got to talking about Astrology, mentioned Mars’ influence on himself (or lack thereof) at the time of his own birth, and it got me to thinking about Uranus’ unusual orientation and Pluto’s unusual orbit. Since Astrology seems to be little more than sequencing (to me it does anyway), I got to thinking about that little swirl atop a soft-serve ice cream cone. Sagan had mentioned at some point that if anything ever hit Jupiter, it would simply make a hole in the clouds of Jupiter. Cosmos originally aired in 1980, and thanks to Comet Shoemaker/Levy, we now know this “hole in the clouds” idea not to be so.
Sagan also refers to Pluto as a planet, and we all know that Pluto is in fact not a planet as it has been demoted to…not a planet. What does all this add up to? Well…
SoPi-T, of course
^Melleefresh / Something Inside Me Redux (Original Mix)^
Have thought a bunch about the need to “demote” a planet from the planet category. The only two things I can think of are A) hype, B) commercialism and C) commerce.
That's three things, but who's counting
Anyway, I tend to thing of “ordering” in terms of navigation. Knowing where a something is or where a something will be provides us a pathway to plot intercepts to that something. Pluto is a pain in the ass because sometimes it’s going to be the 9th planet, and sometimes it’s going to be the 8th planet. Delete Pluto from the planetary register, and Uranus can remain firmly entrenched in the 8th spot without having to do-si-do with Pluto. Kinda makes sense. Unless you’re inbound to Sol on the solar plane instead of outbound from Sol. I may lose some of you here if you are unfamiliar with Pluto’s unusual orbit relative to our sun and the other planets.
^Biosphere – Novelty Waves (Biosphere Darkroom Mix)^
Ever listen to an expert talking about a something, but this expert sounds like a fucking moron? So which is it? Are they an expert? Or a moron? Someone gave them the expert title just so this person can prove how they don’t deserve the title.
Or it could be there's maybe just some distance between the two of you?
Two idiots who have not a clue how to communicate with one another.
^Acronym – Back to Understanding^
No idea if the space agencies of the world already have existing planetary charts which reorient the numbering of the planets relative to their position of Earth/Terra and/or Sol, but I do know that most science doesn’t appear to put any effort into explaining that Earth/Terra is not always “third stone from the sun”. Not only that, there’s apparently no effort put into explaining that Earth/Terra is sometimes both first rock, and the only rock…1 of 1. Depending on your approach/departure of course. So in that regard, why are the planets not renumbered according to their current placement and orientation within the scope of time?
A: Fear of Astrology
That’s honestly the only thing I can come up with. Religion on religion warfare. Science Vs. Every Other Religion, with a special hate of Astrology. Odd that “mathematics” is said to be the language of science, yet it is utilized only in ways that suits the monks and their methods. Destroying the very portal which allowed you to get to where you are.
^Marco Shuttle – Kinshasa Decadence [EE12]^
Numbers are failing here. “From” is our only perspective. From Sol to Infinity, all from the perspective of 3. Which makes me wonder, that if we were to apply Pi to our solar system, with Sol being “the point”, when and where would Earth/Terra be “3”? Which must be why I’m thinking that accurate mapping/charting of any system would require 360° mapping of all approaches and departures on all three axis, with consideration for a time axis along each physical axis in order to accurately calculate the numeric value of a planet or other body.
And yes, not distance, time
I would think that time would need to supersede distance(s) in order to better identify anything anomalous. Thinking this might also better assist with course alterations. Prolly doesn’t make much sense, but I’m basically stretching Pi in multiple directions relative to an object, and not just and only “around” a round object. Gonna be all kinds of crazy shapes in space, I would think.
^The Higher Intelligence Agency & Biosphere – Countdown to Darkne^
There is nothing new, it’s just new to you.
Shitloads of people dying alone is nothing new.
^A Certain Kind Of Death – Documentary^
My question is, what does she think should be done about this? I’m sure it involves creation of a process and processes which include(s) delegation. The doctor orders, others comply. If it really bothers you that much, don’t delegate, do. I know…you’re a doctor…far too busy to give care…you’ve got other patients to get to.
Q: Has it ever occurred to you that some people may want to die alone?
There may even be people out there who don’t want to die alone, realize they pretty much have no choice but to die alone, so dying alone is how it’s gonna be. All that said, it just occurs to me that if you create a system, instead of being the system, this something you create loses all of its heart.
^Too Many People (Remastered 2012)^
One of the more interesting things that Sagan has demonstrated in this Cosmos series is the use of mirrors to demonstrate infinity. Interesting in that it got me to thinking about my own experimentation(s) with mirrors whilst pondering the concept of an end to the iterations being reflective of an end to time. What I mean by that is, if you place yourself between two mirrors, you expect to see infinite reflections in these mirrors, and yet…the iterations stop. You start to count, and you only see sat 5 or ten reflections, and then nothing.
Or maybe even white or some other color. Maybe even a clear something that is nothing.
Q: Would the end of infinite reflections in a mirror be indicative of the end of time?
A: !!!! ?¿ !!!!
More than that, would the end of infinite reflection in a mirror possibly be indicative of a certain location not only in time, but space? Perhaps you are at some unknown end of a solar system. Or maybe nearing the edge of a galaxy. Perhaps too close to a black hole or a quasar or some other celestial body. Maybe even be that you are approaching the end(s) of the Universe. Or, “a” universe. Makes me wonder too about approaches. Like, do we race to the end, or does “the end” race to us. Maybe we meet halfway? A dog can only run so far into the forest.
^Mike Parker – Lustration Two (Nor’easter) (A2)^
I gotta take that thought further aloud because I’m thinking them. Primarily, mirrors might should be standard equipment on any/all spacecraft. Perhaps even a chamber full of mirrors casting infinite reflections so as to be indicative of any warping, blurring or distortions in what should otherwise be exactly what we expect to see. This is based on Sagan talking about looking for gaps (red-shift/blue-shift) in order to determine if an object is moving towards or away from your present position. But what about…
Or even White Shift? Black Shift? More than that, Purple Shift where something may appear to be moving both towards and away at the same time? Wouldn’t this possibly be indicative of a something that is actually moving faster than C/speed of light?
I gotta also wonder about “less standard” types of binary, tertiary, quaternary, etc. shifts. For example, what if red and green are shifting? Lastly, what about ultraviolet or infrared shift(s). Radio? X-ray and gamma? Null or maybe zero shift(s)? A shift should exist in some space, but it does not. There have to be some dark shifts lurking out there. Perhaps even some happening right here.
^Biosphere – Baby Interphase (Remix)^
I just got a notification on my phone from Google. April 1st of 2020 is national census day.
This should turn out well.
^natural/electronic.system. – Sicut Erat [TIKITA006]^
Science, scientists, aerospace companies and space agencies of all kinds likely already have quite complex navigation systems as well as loads of equations for calculating such things.
I don't. Not part of the club either
Might be nice for some lost someone to be able to figure out their way home all on their own.
^Alan Backdrop – Quaraman [SBCV003]^
^Revolution 9 (Remastered 2009)^
*The false start to this year reminds me of when dad died, Clicky… /stubs butt… Seemed appropriate at the time. He fuckin’ loved that race…*
*1967, the year Cade and I were born…*
So keep health, keep sane and keep coming back to the LoL, Dear Reader. And, of course, have a Song… 😉
*Again? Mind, you, Clicky, it would be ironic if the ‘Crown’ virus was indeed to see Fillip orf… /rolls eyes…*
Welcome, Dear Reader 😀 Today we have a lovely missive from Cade Fon Apollyon for your entertainment and delectation. For the self-isolating, take heart – you’re not alone 😉
Is it true that toilet paper in the UK is shitty before you even use it?
^BEACH HOUSE – MYTH^
If you think that’s funny, wait till I tell you that I started this writing back on 26 of January, which was long before toilet paper became “funny” in the public eye because of this krono-vyroos nine-erteen thingie. Yep, I wrote one line, saved the doc, closed it, haven’t touched this thing in almost two months.
How goes things with you? Everything OK? Ya’ll all separated from tyranny and out from under the thumb of Mig Mother? Footloose and fancy-free? An independent nation again? I bet there are certain interests trying to twist and gouge the fuck out of you because of all that Brexit business. Distort facts, manipulate truth, spin the fuck out of every scrap of information, hell-bent on punishing you libertarianistic fucks for leaving the family and jumping ship. Gonna make you suffer. Gonna make you pay for what you did. Make you think twice about ever voting for the unpopular stuff ever again. Which, is voting for shiny stuff ever such a good idea? Elected officials are supposed to be representatives, not storerooms, warehouses and/or distribution centers of goodies. Maybe I’m just an idealist. Purist? Realist?
Sure as shit am a wanderer.
^Glory And Gore^
Back in January, I had just watched some film on the NFL (American Football) starting to spread out all over the world. It’s gotten so popular in the UK that it would appear the NFL now plays one regular season game per year in the UK. Now, that may not seem to be that big of a deal, but it is. These teams only play 16 regular season games per year, and only half of those 16 are going to be home games. Yep, you heard right…football fans only get their team, at home, 8 times per year:
- Each game is 60 minutes, but most games last for about 3 hours;
- 8 times per year * 60 minutes = 480 minutes of official play (8 hours);
- 8 times per year * 3 hour actual game length = 24 hours (1 day).
So yeah, you get them 1 day per year
Anyway, they were talking about all the preparations which need to be made in order for the teams to make the trip across the Pond, and one of the sticklers was…toilet paper. Like, 300 rolls per team is shipped over months in advance because it would appear that American football players do NOT like the toilet paper (bog rolls) that you guys use over there. This revelation got me to thinking…
Q: How shitty could their toilet paper really be?
A: And is this before, or after wiping?
Hence, I guess the message was that toilet paper in the UK is shitty before you even wipe. Of course, that’s just a spoiled rotten and completely crass American’s perspective.
^Queens Of The Stone Age – 3’s & 7’s (Official Music Video)^
SAY!!! It just occurred to me that all this shut-down and lock-down business would be a GREAT fucking time to get some really unique data on water usage(s). This is going to be a highly unusual period, prolly can collect some really rare metrics, in realtime, and hedge the living shit out of that information. Water is the next Gold afterall. Solid data on solid Gold?
Camiliarity Breeds Fontempt
Is contempt the same thing as jealousy? Wondering here if contempt is some yet unrealized form of jealousy. You saw something, wanted it, went after it, then had some “all that glitters is not gold” kind of moment, and now you are in “DO NOT WANT” mode.
That “familiarity breeds contempt” nonsense really fucks with my head. You get to know someone, and you start to hate them? The statement implies that the one thing we all want (intimate knowledge of a something) is actually the path to something we don’t want. Not only that, it kinda implies that professionals, experts and masters all likely hate what they are good at. Hate what they have striven to know so well.
Strangled to death the one thing you once loved?
Love for future dead things?
Love for things that we know we can: A) acquire; and B) get the fuck rid of down the road?
Squeezed ever bit of adulation and joy out of this wondrous thing, and both you and it are left hollow and hateful? But back on the “path to a something we don’t want” idea, that makes me think of a Bible verse…
‘There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.’
Not very encouraging to someone just beginning a journey.
Even less encouraging to someone halfway across the pond.
Gotta be downright discouraging to those who have the destination in sight.
^Lemon Demon – Jaws^
Feels pretty good to be righteous, eh? You always knew you were on the correct side of things, and now, wheels are turning in such a way that all you believe and all you espouse is indeed, right. Those wheels are turning exactly in your direction. Like, right at you. Headed right for you! MOVE GODDAMNIT!!! GET THE FUCK OUTTA THE WAY!!!
Best not get squished
I’ve seen some instances of destiny arriving…it ain’t pretty. Not that you’d care prolly. You’re nothing but a greasy spot in the middle of a smoking crater. What do you care? We’ve never been through this before. Others may have, but not us. Do you realize how long it took Cholera to spread after Tambora erupted in 1815? How many epidemics and pandemics it took for this stuff to propagate and spread?
Are you old enough to remember “booster shots”? I dunno if they still do that, but it seems like we had to go in every six months for some, yearly for others, and the rest were on some 2, 3, 5, 7 year cycle or something like that. Was just sitting here thinking about a large event getting things rolling, and booster shot kind of events sustaining the primary event. Not that our planet is a living thing or anything.
Plenty of saucy talk on my Twitter feed on the topic of this nCoV-2019/COVID19/Coronavirus thingie. Loads of people taking the opportunity to tell others what to do. Some speak as if they know exactly what to do and have loads of experience with this kind of stuff, but I’m kinda skeptical because: A) we’ve never been through anything like this; and B) we’ve not been through this that is happening right now.
To be fair tho, much of this acerbity and scorn is likely just some people’s way of asking questions. They’re unsure of how to ask the questions they have, whom to ask, or maybe even questioning themselves as to the right questions to ask. As a result, lots of anger. Lots of contempt. Lots of lashing out. And of course, lots of opportunists trying to get others to sing their tune, and all in the same key.
^The Ultimate Showdown (with MP3 ♫)^
Some of the breeding contempt stuff makes sense. You gotta get rid of this something that you have become attached to, so what better way to do that than to brew up a festering cauldron of contemptuous poison to murder the living shit out of this whatever it is. Prolly why we break things in the manner(s) that we do.
(Usually, completely manner-free)
“Things” many times do for us things that we’d rather not be doing.
EX: Lawnmowers. No one wants to mow the lawn. Hence, when the lawnmower malfunctions or displeases us in some way? We lose our shit and beat the hell outta the lawnmower with whatever is readily available. Our contempt for mowing, manifests as rage when this task we hate cannot be complete, and that lifeless hunk of metal and plastic becomes our lightning rod.
Plenty of other professions and trades which require lots of contempt in order to perform the job with precision. Not gonna tell you any of the specifics that I’m thinking of right now, but that’s mainly because you’re smart, you’ve got your own life, and I’m sure you can think of plenty of jobs which require contempt. You can prolly also think of some permanent fixtures of all kinds which require contempt. Maybe even some really abstract ideas which require contempt.
^DakhaBrakha – Sho z-pod duba^
Camiliarity isn’t a word. Camiliar is also not a word. However, it appears to be a name.
Gent? Isn’t there also a town called Ghent? Some band called Soulwax hangs their hat(s) there?
That “Camiliar” lead me to something called Gotama Capital C.A., and a shitload of litigation surrounding this Gotama something. C.A.? What the fuck is a C.A.? And why is “Gotama” ringing a bell with me?
So which is it in this case…Chartered Accountant or Certification Authority? Google is showing me lots of pending lawsuits with Gotama’s name on it. Gonna assume that Gotama Capital C.A. is a Chartered Accountant. Must be some shady shit needs sorting, and Gotama is right in the big middle of it all. So who is Gotama Capital C.A.? I have no idea. Gogghoul tells me that they are embroiled in some something with HollyWall Entertainment, and maybe also with someone called Vapor Hub International. Sorry you…I know you are likely wondering what I’m on about, but I just seemed to have crossed paths with this Gotama and/or Gotama Capital before. It’s bugging me.
Arhat…I like hats…I want one. That fucking wizard hat of mine is still on backorder, and I wonder if I’m ever gonna get that damn thing. Especially with all these latest goings on.
The most funny thing about “camiliarity” is all the search results that Google provides. Page after page containing typos where “familiarity” is misspelled as “camiliartity”.
Dyslexia is sometimes kinda fun
Dyslexic vision is sometimes kinda fun
Certainly can be interesting and educational at times.
^Icicles – The Scary Jokes LYRICS (ft darkmario2’s Cold Heart)^
Once you’ve gotten past the contempt and jealously + the anger that those things bring, what is left?
Can’t be any hate because hate and contempt are gonna be pretty much the same things, where contextual jealousness has crept in due to some knowing.
That doesn’t even exist anymore. Depression has been substituted for Melancholy all things blah.
We can fix it tho. This depression? We can fix it.
Anyone who needs yourself some fixin’, step right up.
^Dayglow – Can I Call You Tonight? (Official Video)^
Just got news that someone b0rked their arm.
Get swell sooner rather than later. I woulda warned you against attempting to karate-chop trees or whatever else kind of nonsense you were up to, but we don’t talk much.
And whilst I’m at the wishing well doling out the well wishes, hope the shoulder is getting better.
^Alice In Chains – Them Bones^
If I catch this Coronavirus thingie, can I now update my CV to include “CV”? Saw somewhere earlier where someone had truncated nCoV-2019/COVID-19/Coronavirus to…CV. Truncating ‘Ka Ronin VI Rust One Nine-er’ to CV…
what could possibly go wrong here I wonder
I ask someone for their CV, and they lick my mouth instead of handing me a resume? Which reminds me, anyone familiar with Chicken-Pox Parties? Chicken-Pox Playtime Gatherings? Dunno if they’re still a thing, but they used to be. All kinds of bugchasers in the world.
Clarity = muddied
^The Chemical Brothers – Hey Boy Hey Girl (Official Music Video)^
The home of America’s Team is shutting down. So I hear anyway. I know someone who is being partially furloughed, and two others who have been told to prepare themselves for the places they work to be shut down indefinitely. Been keeping somewhat up to date on all the airline cancellations and even some suspensions. I can only imagine that much of the shipping industry is doing the same or similar. This is like 9/11 times a thousand or something.
Actually, I was just outside after hearing about all the closures, and I got to listening. I’m basically in the crotch of two major roadways, and there’s pretty much always a roar coming from those busy roads from all of the traffic. I listened…the roar is there. Got me to thinking about who is going where, and why so many if loads and loads of places are really shutting down. Got me to thinking about…
September 12th of 2001
Then September 13th of 2001
September 14th of 2001.
Quiet. Very quiet. Spooky quiet
No planes, no air traffic at all, no contrails, reduced traffic, lots of self-isolation. Loads of fear, loads of uncertainty, plenty of confusion, and some boiling anger. It occurred to me that maybe when I step outside, and no longer hear the roar of hundreds upon hundreds of tires on pavement? No lingering engine roar from all the aircraft in the air? Maybe even a silence close to that of 18+ years ago? Welp, that might be indicative that the shit has hit the fan.
It stormed all night last night
^Crumb – Locket [Official Video]^
This doesn’t feel like 9/11 (or, 11/9 for any overseas readers). This feels more like Hurricane Katrina.
^Fazerdaze – Lucky Girl (Official Video)^
Yesterday, I was pondering whether Uranus and Neptune can be considered twins. This evening, I see this.
^We May Have Figured Out Why Neptune and Uranus Are So Different^
Not suggesting that twins need to be the same or anything. I’ve known some twins that were quite different. Even have known some identical twins that were way different. Just wondering how the “twins” nomenclature has wandered off into more abstract realms, and whether or not the term is even applicable.
In terms of entanglement and/or spooky action, you move something here, something there moves also. What I never hear anyone talk about, is what happens if someone moves the something there. Does the something here still move? Gotta be some kind of weighted something that maybe dictates whether a companion particle or object, or whatever, emulates and mirrors its opposite’s behavior. Some observer effect kind of something, ‘cept more participatory maybe?
Which makes me wonder how participatory observation is. Does an observer do any kind of work that can be measured? Ever heard the term “human shield”? How much work does a human shield do.
If they absorb a blast of radiation which minimizes your own exposure, or take a shotgun blast which was meant for you, or maybe have some blame assigned to them that was actually yours? Sounds to me like some work is being done there. They ain’t doing much of anything, and yet, they are somehow doing a shitload of work. How is this possible? Maybe it’s an adjustment in the conditionals based on a contextual (and somewhat arbitrary) result. Adjusting outcome based upon a specific chain of events, all after-the-fact.
^The Jam – Town Called Malice (Official Video)^
Irrespective of whether or not you have children, you should check this flick out.
Pretty goddamn funny. Quite revealing too
^A Town Called Panic – Trailer^
– RING –
! !!!RUNG RUNG!!! !
– \R G/ –
The re mem burr ring…is a cold, cold ring.
A cold, cold thing…for re mem burr ring.
Re mem burr ring…is a cold, cold thing.
A cold, cold thing…full of cold, cold things.
Ring spelled backwards (gnir), when said aloud, almost sounds like…near.
BURRRRRR!!! It's suddenly cold in here
^The Power Station Get It On Bang A Gong^
Speaking of “after-the-fact”, that’s another thing that’s been burning my brain recently…
predicated upon the benefit of hindsight…
with no consideration(s) to hindsight.
That’s a difficult thought to express in text. Lemme try again…
Thinking and asserting without acknowledging having the benefit of hindsight
Not giving the past any credit.
EX: Samuel Morse – co-inventor of the Telegraph and co-creator of Morse Code. As a person in the now, I can say:
“Everything Morse and the people he worked with did makes total sense to me. I have no idea why they had such a difficult time creating such a simple contraption and its simple code.”
Firstly, they were moving backwards to forwards, and not forwards to backwards like we in the now. Secondly, prolly plenty of people in the world who could not even come close to creating a telegraph machine right now, nor are they likely to be able to understand Morse code. With that in mind, how can someone be so cavalier about diminishing someone’s achievements just because: A) these breakthroughs came long ago; and B) the technology is archaic by today’s standards? They put in all the hard work, did all the figuring, taught the rest of us what they learned, and we benefit. Hence, we can be some ungrateful little shits. But invention isn’t really what I’m thinking about here. I’m thinking in little less concrete terms than some tangible something.
What worked before, may not necessarily work now. Not evaluating your reliance upon, and the benefit of hindsight with respect to your decision-making, could be catastrophic. May be a good idea to evaluate whether or not you are you relying upon precepts in your decision making processes that you don’t even realize are there. And I’m not necessarily thinking about identifying things that we take for granted or givens. We rely upon these “given” types of things (I would think anyway) based upon or own personal experience(s) and our own personal usage(s). They are tried and tested, and others we interact with tend to also use and be aware of these types of things.
What I am thinking about here is not being dismissive of the possibility that your thought processes contain hidden elements that you didn’t even realize were there. And I’m talking foundational kinds of things. Things that, were they absent, you’d (potentially) be a completely different person, making completely different decisions based upon completely different thought processes.
This one is a mind-bender. I'm struggling more than usual here
Within one’s own self…how does one locate some hidden or potentially non-existent something, when this something is providing no discernible data as to its presence, its location or its function? How does one know when this something has been located, and lastly how does one determine what this something even is. Is the answer…
^Wannabe – Spice Girls (Vintage “Andrews Sisters” Style Cover) by Postmodern Jukebox^
Had another thought here regarding locating things that aren’t there, but I lost it.
Maybe we aren’t skilled in finding certain things because we never look.
Me? I’m still searching for bottom.
Seeing all kinds of crazy shit on the way down.
This thing may have no bottom.
I may be searching forever.
Makes total and complete sense.
^French 79 – Hometown [Official Video]^
Guess you gotta see it a time or two in order to believe it.
Don’t sweat it tho.
Soon, you’ll see.
^DAFT PUNK – AROUND THE WORLD (Official Music Video)^
It occurred to me tonight that most Twitter users aren’t following you, they’re following themselves. Even if you follow them, and they don’t follow you, they are following themselves, via you. Same goes for every other social media something I guess.
Speakers in the wheels of the bespoke
I woulda said “spokes in wheels of the bespoke”, but there is this odd decay or atrophic kind of something going on there. The main says something, you say something similar, those who hear you say something similar to what you said, and the message decays from there, necessitating a return to the source for the original message. So yeah, by following someone, you are nothing more than a medium for attracting those way down the chain to some source. Almost like a missionary. ‘Cept a follower.
Did you know there’s a something called Vulvovaginal Atrophy?
I guess some women with large(r) labia can’t wait that long and are getting their stuff shaved off.
Once you’ve gotten those already sexy lips shaved down to what you think is sexy (or popular/trendy at the time), I wonder what they do with the stuff that was removed. Speaking of, heard from a certain somewhere this morning that San Francisco has been closed. Shut down.
Sealed off. The whole city
LA appears to be doing the same. No idea how accurate this information is, but no doubt this is some old school shit goin’ on up in this hizzay. The walls are already going up, now all we need is some massive and impenetrable gates.
This person also told me that all elective surgeries are being cancelled. I guess unless you’re bleeding out of your eyes, having a heart-attack, have suffered some kind of major trauma, or are infected with nCoV-2019, you are unlikely to receive medical assistance over the next 2 to 3 months.
“Soft Wear Rot” and “Bit Decay” have suddenly taken on some whole new meanings.
^The Drums – Money^
Can you tell that I just got turned down for another job? Lots of soul-searching going on here. Looking for that something I’m missing. It’s there, just can’t find it. Even if I can find it, I can’t identify it. Question is, even if I do find it, and even if I can identify it, can I understand it? If I can do all that…
Q: Now what?
I guess if I knew where I was going, I’d maybe be in a bigger hurry to get there.
I don't, so I ain't
^M83 ‘Reunion’ Official video^
We hope your brain enjoyed Cade’s scenic ramble, Dear Reader, even if you yourself are confined to your abode…
*Cancel Culture Cretin Promulgates… /sighs deeply… There’s sick and then there’s sicko, Clicky…*
…We’ll have another post for you tomorrow, so make sure you come back then. And have a Song 😀
Dear Reader, the splendid artwork on the new Underdog Anthology…
*/lights up… Thank you, Clicky…*
… was provided by a gentleman called Gary V. Foss. A poem by Sam Walter Foss is reproduced by Cade in his new missive, below…
When you make all my dreams come true···
···you’re basically taking all my dreams away from me.
Maybe even taking from me···
···my ability to dream.
Q: Now what?
A: . . . ─ ─ ─ . . .
Unfulfilled dreams potentially being a key to immortality. Almost doesn’t make any sense. Guess it all depends on what type of individual you are, and maybe whether or not you like to share.
^Swedish House Mafia – One (Original Mix)^
How to relate such a seemingly complex concept. I know! Let’s do a sing along type thingie! I’m gonna put a poem here by Sam Walter Foss called “Two Gods”, and I’ll put this here audio recitation of the poem performed by MC 900 Ft. Jesus so you can read along.
Won’t this be fun? We can get our dream(s) back on.
A boy was born ‘mid little things…between a little world and sky.
And dreamed not of the cosmic rings round which the circling planets fly.
He lived in little works and thoughts…where little ventures grow and plod.
And paced and plowed his little plots…and prayed unto his little god.
But as the mighty system grew…his faith grew faint with many scars.
The cosmos widened in his views…but God was lost among his stars.
Another boy in lowly days…as he to little things was born.
But gathered lore in woodland ways and from the glory of the morn.
As wider skies broke on his view…God greatened in his growing mind.
Each year he dreamed his god anew…and left his older god behind.
He saw the boundless scheme dilate…in star and blossom…sky and clod.
And as the universe grew great…he dreamed for it…a greater god.
A step further. I’m wondering about that one further step. That seed which feeds the need to dream and/or continue dreaming when all is done and there’s nothing left to do. One more thing do to. One step beyond? One thing? What makes reality? Is that maybe what made reality? The absence of dreams and dreaming? Oh, and Happy Friday shitforbrains. Only six days until Halloweed.
^MC 900 ft. Jesus – Bill’s dream^
My youngest was in discussion with Whatshername the other day whilst I was in getting a drink, and he commented that, “Halloween didn’t seem to fit the fall model.”
It didn’t fit. Doesn’t jibe. I piped up and said, “That’s the point. Compliment via contrast.”
He told me, “that makes no sense.”
I laughed, agreed, then sauntered away from the conversation.
Have thought about it a lot since then tho. Because of where I live, “fall” could arrive anywhere from late July to late December. Just depends on the amount of rain(s), and/or when the cold finally arrives…if it arrives at all. Not to mention that we here in the USA have that mysterious “Thanksgiving” holiday that baffles the living fuck out of the rest of the planet, and it’s right there in the middle between Halloween and Christmas. My thoughts on “the season of fall” differ somewhat from his. Is it my job as a father to remedy that? Or is it best that I let him formulate his own opinion(s).
I'll keep you posted
^Must Be The Feeling^
Thanksgiving kinda fits a bit with Halloween, and Christmas and Thanksgiving kinda fits with each other, but Halloween and Christmas are like…polar opposites. I guess that’s how he’s seeing it anyway. Makes sense, but also not. When I think about all three of those holidays, I think trees. Food is also a prevalent theme in all three, and so is/are family/families. But Christmas and Thanksgiving are kinda more-closed loops, whereas Halloween is kinda open in that and those regard(s). Public. Strangers. Parties. Trick or Treating. Unknown and unknowns.
Lots of maybes
Maybe that’s where a secret lay in the mystery of the somewhat ostracized nature of Halloween. Or at least, within public perception(s) and/or perceptions of public perception(s).
^Showtek – We Like To Party (Original Mix)^
Ya know, another thing is that Halloween in its current incarnation (at least here in the US) is kind of an evolving thing. It’s no longer just “dress up your house a bit to make it look scary, play scary music out the window and give away candy to trick or treaters”.
Its a growth industry
People are starting to go fucking nuts over it, and not just and only a few weirdos and extremists here and there. Streets are as likely to have houses decorated at Halloween as they are to have their houses decorated at Christmas. I’d imagine the current growth of Halloween is somewhat like the growth of Christmas in the 1950’s and 1960’s. The Great Pumpkin has gone commercial.
^Rocky Horror Time Warp^
DO A BARREL ROLL!!!
^Do a barrel roll !^
When I think of sleep with no dreams, the first thing I think of is death. That’s probably a kinda normal thought amongst “the living”. But my own mind runs to my death-dream/sleep-paralysis, then straight to Thoth and something said about these “12 that sleep forever”. Mainly because I’ve often wondered what it is that provides us humans and other lifeforms with the ability to dream.
Would it be possible that there was an original dreamer who ran out of dreams, dreams no more, and as a result, we can dream our own dreams? Admittedly, if you’re of the agnostic, atheistic or similar faith(s), you aren’t gonna think that there was some original creator(s)/dreamer(s) out there somewhere who thought this whole nightmarish mess up…it just happened. But what I’m also thinking is that maybe there was a “dream pool” and this original dreamer and/or original dreamers didn’t drink the dream well dry. Maybe he/her/them/they or whatever just drank their fill then took a break so that all the shiznit and stuffs they created could actually do what they were created to do. Which, one reason at least, may have been…
Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, those 12 sleeping fuckers who appear to be able to be able to go anywhere they want, at any time, and can known men’s minds or however it was worded.
^Stealing Sheep – Show Love^
Loads of stuff we don’t understand. Might be aware of something, maybe not. Irrespective of awareness, we may not understand whatever it is we are aware of. Frank Davis kinda touched on this topic a bit yesterday.
I’m headed a different direction than Frank, but will wind up in the same general vicinity.
Field = To go out and fight
Weird. Anyway, we’ve got these fields around us, and these fields around us have other fields contained within this field. So what is driving us? Dark? Light? Both? Some other weird, crazy, and otherwise funky shit we’re missing? Prolly more to light, than just and only light. Gotta consider not only light, but its source and sources. Giving some consideration to the properties and states of light might help. And what I’m thinking here is…
why do work that is already being done?
If you can leech off of an existing process, maybe you utilize an intermediary, you can then ponder the merits of symbiosis and/or more/less symbiotic relationships. What is/is not intrusive, creative, additive, argumentative, complimentary, disruptive, destructive, malicious, benevolent?
^Highasakite – Mexico (Official Music Video)^
If you’re having trouble following, maybe instead of thinking just and only photons. Maybe venture a bit outside of the “light box” with respect to the transference and eventual dissemination and interpretation of information and data. Maybe think about electrons, associated binaries, message delivery and transportation systems of all kinds, then maybe have a peek at the data(s) that is/are being transferred, via what mediums, why…
shit like that
The Telephone Game is a good representation as to data handoffs and data integrity, what checks are implemented, where and why, etc.. I recently brought back up “the 8 levels of darkness” again. There are actually 15 levels, but the point is how things move, where, and why they move that way, in a particular environment.
I’ve not given “the light levels” much thought, primarily because the dark levels are in fact “light levels”. They just operate differently. Plenty of light in the dark; it just behaves differently. And if you’re thinking dark matter/dark energy, you’re not on the wrong track.
That said, I don’t know if I am on the right track in thinking that these dark rings are in fact the reorganizational processes that create the dark matter/energy and act as the conduit between matter and antimatter. But that’s what I’ve been seeing for several years now, and the addition of time in any all instances when penetrating the rings tends to kick me out, so to speak. I don’t think it’s necessarily that time does not exist nor cannot exist there. Maybe just a matter of it not existing in the same way and ways.
I do know I had an inkling of how to actually split a Quark this morning, and it scared the fuck out of me. Primarily because a few years ago, I saw, potentially anyway, a way that Quarks might have infinite up/down properties within a single particle. Infinite positive and negative charges. They were ridiculously long, yet finite, and my mind instantly ran to strings. Not given the topic much thought since then. Not till this morning anyway.
^Swedish House Mafia ft. John Martin – Don’t You Worry Child (Official Video)^
That poem was written a really long time ago.
If you had told me at age 10, that a poem like that was written in the late 1800’s, I woulda said you were fucking nuts. Everyone “back then” was god-fearing and pure. So I was told anyway.
^Chromatics – Tick Of The Clock^
Some teachers prolly get sick and fucking tired of certain students. Some teachers prolly get sick and fucking tired of teaching.
Someone recently pointed out and reminded me that even Jesus seemed to get sick of people’s shit.
I had forgotten all about that.
^Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^
A skateboard company. Looks like almost everyone is on board
^I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989^
Your view of me is stylized; it’s not me. Only I know me, and even I don’t know me as well as I’d like to, so I guess in effect, nobody knows me. Same goes for you. Same goes for everyone I guess. Still, anything and everything you’ve got in your head about me, is stylized. Pretty much means that your ideas are…
Moldable, shapable and able to be molded and modulated via all kinds of ways, means and methods. Outside influence may not even be requisite for you to bounce from opinion to opinion. So what’s going on inside? What are you bouncing around in there, and why. Things like, oh…I dunno…you gave me that crown, and you can take it away. Something like that? The wolf that wins, is the one you feed.
So I'm told anyway
^Ministry – Everyday Is Halloween^
When I think “141”, two things immediately pop into my head, both are aviation related.
With respect to “sync numbers”, one could technically punch the number “141” into my internal memory banks, and this would provide access to related information and data via those two primary pathways via the 141 sequence. For example…
Andrews Air Force Base, McLean Virginia, Paris Texas, Tyler Texas, monarch butterflies, midair collision(s), blue and white, orange and black, 66322, touch and go, Grayson County Airport, Davy Crocket
Those are some ancillary types of things that instantly pop into my head when I hear the number “141” and/or the sequence “one four one”. The more that I think on 141, the more that pops into my head…
Precision, raining and cold, I-66, skeet, neon orange, Aunt Geo, Chesapeake Beach, Route 4, PX, minesweeping helicopters, allergic reaction to tattoos, 3,000 feet, south, hot, rough...it gets more and more clear and cloudy at the same time
These are my memories. Places I’ve been, things I’ve seen, things I’ve done, levels of involvement, levels of removal, hearsay, fact, truth, fiction, fantasy, lies…
its all mixed in there stewing in the same pot
With respect to memory and memories, and in regards to remote access of said information, is it possible to “feed” off of information via intentionally planted/implanted numbers and numbers sets? Something I’ve pondered for a while now, and I’m wondering as to quite a few concepts regarding frequency and/or utilization(s) of the stream(s).
^In Your Machine^
Old video below, but one of the comments on the video kinda caught my eye: the one about Oklahoma, and mainly because I distinctly remember 3 earthquakes here in 2014. And the fact that there’s mention of “the Oso Washington landslide, that killed 39”.
Seems like there was something in the news just this week where 39 people died in a truck/lorry. Did some reading tho, and it looks like the death toll in Oso eventually climbed to 43.
So yeah, no connection(s) whatsoever
^Wyoming Landslide: Slow Moving Disaster^
Let’s say that you gain access to “Memory X” using the 141 sequence. Later, you want to prove to a colleague that you’ve gained access to “Memory X”, you again use the 141 sequence, but it doesn’t work like it did the first time. Meaning, you input your 141, but the output is something different that the original. This could be either a different result entirely, or perhaps nothing at all, but a deviation from the original. So you increase the frequency of the inputted 141 sequence. Eventually, you get the access to “Memory X”, but it took 14 iterations of the 141 sequence to achieve the desired result. Or maybe 41 iterations. Or maybe 140 iterations.
Q: What was your base?
A: What is your base?
What was and is your base? To relate what I’m talking about, let’s say you stroke the small of your girl’s back for the first time, and she goes bonkers. One soft simple stroke, and she’s starry-eyed and weak-knee’d. Next time however, you stroke the small of her back, and nothing happens. So you repeat the procedure a few times, eventually she comes around to that original point you remember so vividly from your first experience.
Q: Does the second memory muddy the first?
A: What if there is no second memory?
In the context of which I’m speaking, I would imagine that your subject would need to be unaware of your number sequencing/number syncing so that they will rely upon their own internal experiences and data sets, which will give you access to these same experiences/data sets. Anything externalized is likely to provoke defense mechanisms and close off access to the individual’s internal hive.
So, the next question is, how to upload both false memories and modified memories? Provide some varied contrasts so that the original remains more or less intact, but your subject is…well, let’s say…susceptible. Muddy the memory, and the absolute becomes subjective. But only internally. The external can maintain clarity and rationale because the points within the set(s) are distinct and isolated which keeps both the point(s) and the set(s) from commingling in the “fuzzy logic” centers. I mean, this person’s life keeps on ticking. Keeps going. They’re piling more and more data in the banks each and every moment of each and every day. Loads of “similar not same” data piling in there that could possibly not provide the contrast to make better distinctions. Especially if the subject is currently in a loop or perceives themselves as being in a loop or some other dead-end type of situation. Final question…
Q: In an existence with little to no contrast, contrasts and/or contrasting elements, does all contrast become “stark”?
Was just thinking how easy that might make the manipulation of emotions. You could corrupt a spirit.
^Datassette – Computers^
Just went back and was reading that Sam Walter Foss article on Wikipedia, and noticed it says he’s featured on New Hampshire historical marker #114. Actually, it says “number 114”.
To be exact, it says (number 114)”
I wonder if 114 and 141 are actually the same number in a different sequence representative of similar not same things + similar and same things + exact same things/identical things. May seem an odd reference, but I’m reminded of the 30 Rock episode where they’re all playing poker and Jack Donaghy discovers he can’t read Kenneth the Page. No tells to tell. No tales to tell?
Q: If someone is dead inside, can you extract anything?
Supposedly, dead men tell no tales, so it makes me wonder about the dynamics of “the deadman” with respect to remote reading. Doesn’t matter the mode(s), method(s) nor reasoning(s) either. The deadman is just as alive as you or anyone else, just a tad…dead. Dead in there. Dead space? Dead zone?
Maybe some tactical maneuvering is in order. Also looks like he died in 1911.
^Dead – Pixies (RB3 Expert Guitar)^
Tic, tocs, and what is getting that inertia going in the first place? Get the right matter, with the right inertia, at the right speed, set to the right angle, add the right energy/energies with the same considerations, and you just might be able create an entanglement that’ll go on and on for a very long time. Might explain why certain configurations last for the amounts of time that they do. Especially in certain environments and/or at certain times.
Pre-flood, people supposedly lived for what is now considered to be some very long periods of time. But after the flood, not so much. Above, and below. Different time(s), and different configuration(s), different results. Gonna be some disruptors and disruptions. Might explain the membranous and somewhat episodic nature(s) of many of the things we see and experience. Many of the things that do and do not exist. Periodic tables, maps and star charts. Might also explain the whens and whys of why a lifeform might choose immortality over reproduction or vice versa. Sometimes the episode needs to run a bit longer than 22 minutes, sometimes not.
^Bobby Caldwell – What You Won’t Do for Love (Album Version)^
Star Charts and Sea Larks
I haven’t thought about that in a long time. I wonder what she’s up to.
^Will Sparks feat. Luciana – Sick Like That (Lyric Video)^
Dunno if revisiting old syncs is a good thing. Dunno if it’s a bad thing either. Seems kinda weird to never revisit a somewhere that is important to you. If there’s nothing keeping you away, and nothing telling you to stay away, why not go? Gotta be something pulling you in that direction.
Dunno…maybe I’m just circling the drain, and seeing the same shit on the way out that I saw on the way in.
Sup? Nice to see you again. Catch you on the flipside, I guess.
^Holy Fuck – The Pulse^
Can you believe that a thought on having a dream come true inspired all that crap?
What a nightmare, eh?
I do know that the thought of potentially splitting an infinitely long and infinitely massive particle sent shivers down my spine. Considering the self-sustainability angle(s), one has to ponder the contextual nature of what “infinite” really entails, and where. The infinite paradigm itself is well established, it’s possible, plausible, and even probable. Now you just have to consider if you want to be the one to light the fuse or not.
^fluke – baby pain^
Have a great weekend
^AURORA – Runaway^
^Highasakite – Camp Echo – I Am My Own Disease HD AUDIO^
We hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader. Come back later in the week and we’ll have a Halloween tale or two for you…
*True, my Underdog Anthology X story will be related… /stubs butt… I just have to figure it out…*
…And have a Song ❤
*Wouldn’t it? …/streams smoke and wipes drool from corners of mouth… Wouldn’t it just, Clicky?*
Dear Reader, I received a missive from Cade this morning that answers at least one of wonders posed in yesterday’s shambles of a post. Clicky and I are delighted to present it in its entirety for you, below…
…Oh and he DMed me a tweet…
*He hasn’t been in touch yet, Clicky, so I guess he must still be kipping… /smokes… I hope he’s having a good one…*
The cornflower blue moon is upon us. What a great time to talk about limboic stasis. “What in the fucking hell is “limboic stasis” you might ask? I dunno. Just made it up. I think I did anyway. Not the concept, the name.
Once a dumbass, always a dumbass...right?
Perhaps SoPi-O can help us with this transition.
^The “Limbo State Of Awakening” – (& How To Move On)^
If you are “psychic”, why is it so jarring that you are equally capable of sometimes being “antipsychic”? Wasn’t there a time when you were not what you now are? To relate, just because you are a distance runner doesn’t mean you are distance running right now, nor does it mean you are capable of distance running at this precise moment. Capability and/or capacity for a certain activity is not indicative of some steady-state existence.
Take a minute to ponder the preparation that distance runners endure in order to prepare for an event. But life is not always like that. Meaning, within this psychic or spiritual realms we travel in life, we rarely have the luxury of being able to prepare for some something down the road. Not to mention that if you are preparing, the Universe has a tendency to show up at whatever function we’ve been preparing for, and they are armed with an infinite supply of produce to throw at our raggedy asses as we take center stage.
Is Not / Is \ Was
Everything that I’ve found within “the spiritual realms” is equally paradoxical.
Is Not Now /= Is Now /=\ Is Now =\ Is Not Now
As you read that left to right, then down, time progresses, is/is not and was/was not, become “am” once you as an individual can find your own comfort with discomfort.
Am Not Now /= Am Now /=\ Am Now =\ Am Not Now
There is a time when “am = am not”, and there is a time where “am = am”. There is an equality to “am/am not” over the course of time. Some can be comfortable with certain truths, others cannot. I guess it depends on what we strive for and why. Take for example, the concept of seniority.
^DEPECHE MODE INSIGHT^
We like getting in early.
Getting in on the ground floor.
This provides us the opportunity to advance.
Hover over others
Just last night, I watched a video with Roob of some dude reading The Emerald Tablets of Thoth, and Thoth was all fucking over the concepts of ascension and structure and order and law, and talked about all kinds of hierarchies that exist on these higher and higher planes.
We wanna get in on that. But I’m gonna divert here to a Sufi story that I listened to from Idries Shah’s book “A Veiled Gazelle: Seeing How To See”. The book is a collection of short stories, and the story I’m thinking about addresses some of the misconceptions we can maybe sometimes have about seniority.
That Google Books link above should take you straight to the story we are about to explore a bit.
^Depeche Mode – Happiest Girl^
The story is called “Young And Old”, and it’s the story of some older dude on his spiritual path, looking for teachers and their teachings. The old dude has all kinds of experiences and knowledge under his belt, but this new teacher he stumbles onto is WAY too young and seemingly inexperienced to teach the old dude anything. The old dude seeking smarts tells the young teacher as much, the old dude leaves the school telling the young teacher
“you are far too young”
“you are of no use to me”
The old dude stumbles around for 10 years searching for what he is seeking, and winds up right back at the young teacher’s school. The old dude tells the younger teacher that he’s wasted 10 years of his life looking for what was right in front of him 10 years ago. The teacher refuses to accept the old dude, telling them that
“you are too old”
So with respect to seniority, we’ve now got the additional variable of physical age, and we can add to that individual ability. Perceptions of equality, and how we calculate it.
¿Lost Behind /= Ahead /=\ Ahead =\ Behind Lost?
I know I know…no one wants to get lost/be lost. But getting rid of options may leave a void. So let us leave lost right where it is in the event we find ourselves there again. Finding lost just might help us to better find found.
^Depeche Mode – New Dress (lyrics)^
Got a quick question for ya…
Q: How do you approach things in a library?
The information is there, but you can’t go deep until you find what you are looking for.
How you approach things is prolly important.
^Depeche Mode Blue Dress^
But wait, Sufism is a bunch of nonsense from the Middle East!
The lands of terrorists and terrorism!
Welp, I’m pretty sure that one of my elementary school teachers used to read stories from this book when I was a kid, so we’re talking sometime between 1976/1978, because I remember the teacher. Sometime in either 2014 or 2015, I stumbled across an audio copy of this book on YouTube, and was floored by the coincidence seeing as how I’d completely forgotten about this book and where I’d originally heard some of it’s stories.
Considering that I was knee deep in syncs, synchs, synching, and synchronicity back in 2014/2015, but was completely alone and had no one to talk to, let’s us now here in 2019 reflect and take a peek at a bit from the introduction page of the book A Veiled Gazelle: Seeing How To See, and see if we can make some connections with old and new. See if there is something that I may have missed as far as “a direct connection” or whatever in the fuck may have led to my being completely incompetent.
“And among the wondrous things is a veiled gazelle: A Divine Subtlety, veiled by a state of the Self, Referring to the States of those who know. Unable to explain their perceptions to others, they can only indicate them to whoever has started to feel something similar…”
Muhiyuddin ibn Arabi: The Interpreter of Desires
So that’s the first part of the Introduction page on the book. Let us see who the fuck this Ibn Arabi is, and see if we can see when they wrote about/tried to describe what seems to be a textbook description of “syncs and syncing”.
Born 26 July 1165. Died 16 November 1240.
This dude was writing about weird coincidence/weird events/synchronicity 800 years ago? Thank God for Jung, eh? Would prolly never have made that connection without some lenses to see in that/those directions. But let us continue on with the Introduction, and see what Idries Shah himself has to say on the topic.
‘“The veiled gazelles, or shrouded deer, (Dhabiyun mubarqa’un) referred to by Ibn Arabi are the perceptions and experiences indicated by those who have them to those who have some inkling of them. ‘Veiling’ in Sufi parlance, indicates the action of the subjective or ‘commanding” self, which partly through indoctrination and partly through base aspirations prevents higher vision.’
‘Sufi poetry, literature, tales and activities are the instruments which, when employed with insight and prescription rather than automatically or obsessively, help in the relationship between Sufi and pupil, towards the removal of the veils.”’
Woah nelly! Did I understand that correctly? These “veiled gazelles” are actually roadblocks?
Makes sense tho
Most of the “syncs” that I personally have experienced could be equated to rain at an outdoor event. Nails in the road on the highway of life. A huge pimple on your face the morning of your wedding day. Road Signs turned the wrong direction to intentionally lead you away from where you are trying to get to.
Q: Do questions exist in the absence of adversity?
The “automatically or obsessively” bit gives us some breathing room tho. Gives us some options. Allows us to scrub our subjectivity, and question as to why we label things and events as we do.
He’s got some cool stuff for learning. For those so inclined.
^One Pair of Eyes: Dreamwalkers, Full Documentary (Sub Esp-Ita-Fr-Rus)^
Ever heard of this/these?
Me either. I sure as shit have a lot of experience with it/them tho.
Ever heard of this/these?
Radial mononeuropathy? Me either. I sure as shit have a lot of experience with it/them tho.
^Ben Dust – Endo (N.O.B.A Remix)^
Ever heard of something called Turbo Micron G?
Me either. What are those ingredients? What do they do? More than that, what about them activated some turbo mode? Do I need something that is going to put me in turbo mode? Isn’t “turbo” slang for “really fucking bad” in some parts of the world?
^Useless – Depeche Mode (Lyric Video)^
What about MMS? Heard of that?
Wait…I’ve gone off target. Prolly not tho. All that stuff can be found on Earth/Terra, so it’s all related in some way.
^KYUSS – Green Machine (HD)^
Just because you take the red pill, that does not mean the blue pill no longer exists.
Just because you take the blue pill, that does not mean the red pill no longer exists.
What does that mean?
No idea. Just thinking. Pondering points.
^Scratch-D Vs. H-Bomb – Red Pill (Original Mix)^
It’s now Sunday the 19th of May, and the subject of reincarnation came up last night. I’ll give you, the reader, a straighter answer than I gave the person I was speaking with last night, and that is,
I don't fucking know
I can imagine all kinds of reasons for reincarnation being quite practical. Such as, if you want to know what it is like to be a worm, crawling along, minding your own business, doing your thing, then suddenly someone comes along, picks you up, and sandwiches you into a piece of paper and shoves that paper into an envelope?
*Ah, he DMed me the Depeche Mode song, ‘cos of the missive, Clicky…*
Welp, reincarnation could provide you some firsthand insight into what that experience is like. Many people scoff at the concept of reincarnation, but these same people might be wholly sold on the idea of legacy. That’s kinda the idea of SoPi-O and SoPi-M. The same or similar energies and motions, but traveling in different directions.
Wait…I’ve gotten sidetracked. I started writing this yesterday morning with the intention of writing and thinking about SoPi-M, but I’ve not gotten to it yet.
Hrmmm...what to do?
^Depeche Mode – Higher Love with lyrics^
^GG Allin & The Jabbers – Bored To Death (with lyrics)^
*Clicky! Don’t take the piss… /rolls eyes… Get a Song. A proper one…*
We hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader. Until next time… Have a Song 😀