Missive From ‘Merica: Bundle!

*/lights up… Let’s keep the top and tail short and sweet, Clicky… /drags… I have a remote viewing date tonight… /plumes smoke…*

Cade and I have been remote viewing the Stranger Things series this week, Dear Reader. I want to finish season 3 before I write anything about it, but rest assured, a shamble is formulating in this noggin of mine…

*Dagnammit, Clicky! I said short and sweet… /flicks ash… Dear Reader ain’t gonna spend ten minutes listening to that. Not when there’s a fantastic missive to devour…*

… Luckily Cade touches on the series in his missive below. So enjoy! ❤

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I’d like to tell you a story…

about a man named Jed…

a poor mountaineer who barely kept his family fed.

I’d like to tell you that story…

but I’m not going to.

Happy Friday Shit4Brainz
^Skrillex – First Of The Year (Equinox) [Official Music Video]^

Welp, this is one way to get someone to “take you to their leader”…

Intentionally giving lawmakers and weapons designers/manufacturers reason(s) to use those laws and weapons…

great idea!

Thanks for justifying their reason(s) for existing. I’m sure the fines will be a welcome windfall, as the prison time is likely to choke the living shit out of the legal system for centuries to come, and create the need for more and bigger Gitmo and Joe Arpaio types of “correctional facilities”.

But lets think practically

The automobile has made us somewhat stupid as to the logistical nightmare that this A51 invasion would be. Last night I was watching a documentary that was talking about the Second Fitna (Second Islamic Civil War) and they were talking about how long it took for the Umayyad to pull their troops out of Mecca and return to Damascus because the king had died, and someone killed his heir not long after. The documentary I was watching is actually trying to make the argument that “Ancient Mecca” is actually Petra, and not the modern day Mecca…

but that's not really what was on my mind

What was on my mind was how in the hell you pull an army out of an area that you just got to, irrespective of the distance(s) you have to cover. Supposedly, the Umayyad had only gotten to Mecca 40 days before, and now it had to disengage, pull out completely, and does so in about that same amount of time…40 days. Ironically, there’s a more modern logistical nightmare like that if the thought of thousands of people in the desert doesn’t tickle your fancy.

Retreat From Gettysburg

I watched something on that recently too…and…holy shit…what a fucking nightmare. But I know that warfare prolly isn’t your cup of herbal tea, so lets keep it more realerist of all…

Burning Man

I guess they are up to around 70,000 attendees for this thing, it is quite the feat to support that amount of people in the desert for a week, and this ‘Area 51 Get Stun Gunned Fun Run’ is going to host 300,000 people…over 4x more. Even if only half showed up, you’re still talking over 2x Burning Man. So lets think about what is going to get you to Rachel Nevada…assuming you idiots are planning on hitting the base from the North. You are going to drink every gas station dry. ‘Cept for you dolts driving a Smart Car or Prius or a Tesla.

Who...in the FUCK...would take an electric car to the desert?* 

Of course, the government is going to have to respond to your onslaught, so its possible they are going to commandeer or restrict every gas station within 200 miles of the base. You may have enough gas to get in, but you won’t have enough to get out. You’re going to fuck over a lot of the locals in the process, so it is unlikely that visitors of any kind will be welcome in the future.

(pun intended) 

Better bring plenty of tents since accommodations will be few and far between, and bring enough water to drink at least 8 litres per day. I know I’m rambling, and this Facebook thing is stupid, but my mind is awash with how in the hell you’d ever get even 1/10th of that many people remotely close to there. “Strength in numbers” is not always a true statement.

Woodstock

That’s a social bum rush that turned out well. They didn’t think their shit through either.

*I’m not talking about engineers testing electric cars on the Bonneville Salt Flats.

^Tenacious D – Storm The Gate!^

My suggestion is to show up early, get arrested/detained immediately. At least you’ll have a place to stay, you’ll be out of the heat, food and water will be available, and you’ll have a nice clean place to shit and paper to wipe your ass with until the shitstorm you created, itself, passes. You get you social badge of honor of “being there” to wear around your social media sites, you’re safe and snug thanks to the gubment… and the best part? You still paid for the accommodations via your tax dollars. Its win/win.

Being…there
Hrm

Area 51…Being…There

Hrm

A51BT

sounds catchy...kinda like the same way that barbed wire is catchy
^F’ing Rant | Rory McIlroy’s rigged Canadian Open win, June 9, 2019 & Kyle Lowry jersey tribute^

What are you gonna do with these alien remains? Shove them in your mom’s refrigerator like the idiots did with the Demidog in season 2 of Stranger Things? I bet mom’s fridge is a long ways away, you’re in the middle of the desert, so how long you figure before that fucker thaws out and begins to rot. Or worse, wakes up in a bad mood, tries to eat your brain, discovers you have no brains, gets even more pissed off, calls in the mothership for a rescue, and vanishes from this planet forever.

Seriously, have you given thought to what kind of social damage an alien showing up once, leaving, and never returning would do? You’ve got your proof, but only for you. Everyone who follows is going to think you and everyone around you were morons, hallucinators, uninformed bullshitters, story tellers and/or liars…prolly all on drugs too.

 Sound familiar? 

It should. Just about every culture that came before us can be accused of the same, and the theme is the same all over the world. The Long Gone Gods. Gods and monsters. Mystics and Titans of all kinds. Gone forever. Never to return. Prolly never existed in the first place. Buncha uneducated idiots telling tales after school/making shit up because they weren’t smart like us. They didn’t have…SCIENCE!

Our new god(s)
^Iron Maiden – Flight Of Icarus (Official Video)^

Speaking of flights of fancy, we sure are flying close to the sun/Sol these days. I wonder if that’s a good idea. Not saying we shouldn’t do it, but this new religion of Science requires/demands the unquestioning belief of the followers in much the same way more traditional religions do. But Science still omits a shitload of us, all in favor of the clergy themselves.

Sound familiar? 

It should. But, that’s why I write in the first place. I’m not gonna win any awards or make any cash, but I will hopefully leave something behind for my children. Fill in some gaps, pass along some ways of looking at things that are neither faithful nor rebellious. Hopefully allow them a bit of guidance + the freedom to do what they need to do in their own time(s) and in their own moment(s). I’ve learned that there are times when the best thing to do, is throw the rule book(s) out the window.

Improvise

There are other times when you should follow the rule book(s) step by step, and without fail. You can’t remember everything. That’s why there are rule books and manuals in the first place. Or so an aircraft mechanic told me once.

Makes sense
^Why the Parker Solar Probe is NASA’s most exciting mission | Michelle Thaller^

An interesting vid, but the analogy she gives regarding a camp fire getting hotter the further away you move? That’s…not really accurate. Heat here in our context…rises. Convective activity. Not to mention that during the Tudor period, they found out real quick that it gets a helluva lot hotter above the fire/in the chimney than it does in front of the fire. Not to mention that they found out that the gases themselves and the soot/unburned stuff is pretty goddamn flammable.

Think about it like this…heat, really doesn’t go “up”…it goes out. Actually, it goes up and out at the same time. But if you see a chimney burning from space, the smoke is going to be going out, not up. A “spew” rather than a “rise”. But yeah, it does both at the same time, depending on your orientation/location. So what she is talking about regarding heat traveling laterally…is not…really…accurate.

I would imagine that much of our Sun’s matter/mass at and around the surface actually acts as to keep the temperatures more constant/consistent. Much like room temperature water or molten metal or even salt in a sodium reactor. However, in the case of molten metal or a sodium reactor, everything in the immediate area is gonna be hotter than hell because of the change in the medium for conducting heat.

Wait...did I just state the obvious? 

I guess I’m wondering why science/scientists are wondering why the corona is “hotter than the sun itself”.

^KISS – Hotter Than Hell (Live at Winterland ’75)^

I wonder sometimes if matter/energy can begin moving so fast, that it becomes immeasurably cold. Maybe even that the surrounding environment becomes ridiculously hot. Like say…

lightning

Prolly unrelated, but there’s gotta be something going on that prevents the flow of electrons from becoming constant in certain environments. I know that prolly doesn’t make much sense considering the nature of materials science – I’m actually thinking about static electricity and aircraft more than I am thinking about naturally occurring lightning – but there’s got to be something that sustains cold other than just/only the absence of heat.

Blah
^No_4mat – 1992^

Um…

Q: What do you want from these aliens?

A: ???

Seriously, what can they possibly provide for you? Is that all they can do? Provide things…for you? This seems more like government angst than it seems like some natural interest/curiosity, but that’s prolly because I’m still steaming over season 1 of Stranger Things. Yeah, I watched it last weekend, have written a bit about it, but you’ve basically got different groups of assholes fighting over…

Eleven

Doesn’t matter whether it’s that pack of creepy assholes in their government hideout, or that creepy pack of nerds playing Dungeons and Dragons in their basement…they’re basically the same people at different times. The kids start talking about Eleven as if she’s a weapon…a tool for them to use. Before long, everyone is doing the same shit. She’s something to be feared, and everyone wants to get their claws in her for various reasons. So again, I gotta ask…

Q: What do you want from these aliens?

A: ???

You want disclosure? You want proof? Or is access what you are really wanting? Can’t say I blame you really. There’s plenty of places that I’d like to visit and poke around. My itinerary and reasons for visiting these places might differ slightly from yours. Some might be similar tho.

/shrug
^Trentemøller: Moan^

Most people don’t give a fuck about the water itself, they want control of the tap. Others want to control the pipelines.

Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam

Was watching a doc yesterday on Antarctica, and the mission itself was more of a fisheries expedition than it was a research mission. Not to mention that the musical score, the editing and the narration made the whole thing seem like a commercial. But it seems to me that “business” is only willing to fund science if there is a return. And business is going to have to be in cahoots with government in order to finance the mission in the first place, so yeah…

a triad between science, business and government

That said, if you want control of the infrastructure that provides information, build your own. Hell, I thought that was the purpose of Social Media in the first place…give you a voice. So…what have you done with it, this voice you now have. Have you been honest? Have you been forthcoming? Do you actually tell the truth, or do you simply espouse to the fact that you are telling the truth, and you are you spewing whatever will get you the most votes on election day? Wait…what’s that? You never thought of likes and shares and followers as being the same as votes?

Weird 

I’d imagine a smart fucker like you woulda been all over that.

^Alice^

Oh, and here’s that documentary on the Antarctica exploitation, if you wanna watch it. The documentary was posted on YT on July 9 of 2019, but the documentary itself is a National Geographic documentary from 2008 called Expedition Antarctica.

Expedition Antarctica

So yeah, an 11 year old documentary repackaged as something new in the now. If you’re wanting to be timely, current, and on the cutting edge of discovery, this show may not be for you.

^The Secrets of Antarctica | Full Documentary | TRACKS^

Would be nice to find a copy of that Paul Watson movie/doc At the Edge of the World. I bet Roob would enjoy that. Yeah, Watson is accused of being a bit sketchy, but EVERYTHING is sketchy, so not sure what the problem is with sketchy things. In fact, if it wasn’t for sketchy shit, the Internet prolly woulda died long ago. TV too. And radio. And film. And photography. And print. Hell, is media the only thing keeping us alive? Well, maybe that and oral tradition.

The Aroostook Triangle

That appeared on my radar yesterday, and I’ve been contemplating to concepts of gossip and rumor a lot lately. Hell, most of this post is about rumor and gossip, it’s just that a lot of it gets packaged as some kind of official and/or authentic something that is reliable because of a mark or seal or something. Which, did you know that Twitter has “authenticated” accounts?

About verified accounts

Excuse me…”verified”, not authenticated. So yeah, the tap itself has a placard saying that everything is A-OK. That’s no guarantee as to what is in the pipeline tho, nor its source(s). Most information is aggregate anyway. Not clean and pure like single-malt Scotch whiskey.

😉

^CHVRCHES – Lies^

I guess that “single-malt” refers to batches of a particular production run that have not been mixed with leftovers from previous runs? I have no idea, and pretty sure I’ve never drunk a single-malt Scotch. Too fucking expensive. I ain’t spending $150 on a bottle of Scotch. I can buy several fifths of Dewar’s for that, or maybe a keg of beer. Not that I have a place to keep a keg nor a means of keeping it cold. Maybe someday I can afford both a kegerator and a bottle of single-malt.

^Fever Ray ‘When I Grow Up’^

Anyway…it’s 10:24 on Friday morning, been at this for a while, my butt is frozen to the side of the bed from sitting here writing all that bullshit above, and I guess I better get prepared to watch the rest of season 3 of Stranger Things. I don’t like much of anything of what I’ve seen thusfar. A bunch of angsty yelling and everyone trying to tell everyone else what to do/not do. The Snow Ball was kinda funny. I couldn’t decide if it was more Napoleon Dynamite or Fish Under The Sea Dance. Or Carrie. Or Footloose. It did have a Napoleon Dynamite song in it, but maybe the Snow Ball was actually not trying to be any of those previously mentioned things. I mean, it’s a dance and school dances, unlike alien landings or paranormal shitstorms, are quite a common occurrence here in the US of A.

Are school dances portrayed onscreen taboo unless approved by the Bomont, Utah Community Standards and Morality Council?* Or is this where union groups and guilds come into play. I had no idea that the entertainment industry was so inundated with guilds and unions, but it is.

*this is a nod to the movie Footloose (fyi)
^Joke Theft and Cryptomnesia^

You want to know things. Me too. I guess the question is…

Q: How do you want to know it?

A: ?? ¿

You can kill two birds with one stone that way. “They” are gonna be equally interested in how you know what you know, as well as what you know. And knowing is half the battle. No wait, surprise is half the battle. Anyway, yeah, both halves of the battle are important, and how you know what you know is equally as important as what you know. Some considerations to sequencing might not go amiss either. Chronological, topical, contextual, alphabetical…things like that.

Reference

Some reference points get a little…loopy. Especially when someone is pulling your fingernails out with a pair of pliers. You’ve only got so many fingernails, and getting them yanked out makes concentration a bit difficult.

^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Things Get, Whatever || HD^

I do wonder what you think you’re gonna find on the other side of that fence other than miles of desert, a shitload of snakes and scorpions, dehydration, sunburn, some giant runways, secret aircraft programs, a shitload of toxic waste(s), and a bunch of gung-ho types with automatic weapons who are more than willing to deal you out some government issued bullet wounds. Even if you find what you are looking for, then what? Haven’t you seen Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade?

^The Judys – Grass is Greener^

cYacFa

^Cinema – Skrillex^

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*Burning man, Clicky… /stubs butt… Fought so…*

Have a wonderful we kenned, Dear Reader… And have a Song…

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Camera One, Camera Two…

Camera 1

Dear Reader, this week Lone Star Texas resident, Cade Fon Apollyon, and I, Essex seaside resider, have been remote viewing, together…

Deadwood: The Movie

The Limehouse Golem

The Animatrix

Titan A.E.

Chernobyl

Good Omens

And we decided to write a post about it. Together…

Remotely

camera one camera two

*You fink Dear Reader will get the reference, Clicky? …/lights up and smokes…*

Here’s the Okie Devil now, to kick us off on this adventure.

Enjoy! ❤

Camera 2

Ever hear of a guy named Hisashi Ouchi? I went to high school with the dude. He was like a brother.

Those are lies

I don’t know Hisashi Ouchi at all, but it appears that someone named Hisashi Ouchi does in fact exist. Or, he did. I guess it depends on how you view who exists and how as to whether or not the guy still exists, and maybe even if he ever existed. Now, I know where I am going here kinda, so let us run over to Google real quick and see if Google has anything to say about some dead fuck named Hisashi Ouchi.

Tokaimura Nuclear Accident

That’s the very first Google result. No mention of Hisashi Ouchi.

But he's in the Wikipedia article

He’s also mentioned in this article from 9 October of 1999.

Japan’s worst nuclear accident leaves two fighting for life

So who the fuck is Hisashi Ouchi? Or rather, who was he? Just a corpse now. Prolly buried in a lead-lined coffin 30 feet underground and covered in cement, and just laying there being all radioactive and “festering in his own juices” as someone I used to know might say. But the person that would have said that is dead, too. I wonder if dead people get together and play cards. Have open-mic night, talent shows or community sings.

 Digress

Do you think it is possible for people to just…disappear? I wonder on what criteria we base “appearances” and “disappearances”. Convenience?

^Horrible Ways To Die – The Radiation Hell of Hisashi Ouchi^

Back over to you, RooBeeDoo…

Camera 1

Thank you, Cade, for that lighthearted start…

GO DEATH 1

GO DEATH 2

GO DEATH 3

*Ouchi, Clicky. I’d guess if you had to get a message to ‘Death’, the living can’t deliver it but the… /smirks…*

There was a lot a death in what we viewed – death of people, populations, planet. And death of empires and innocence, ways of doing things. Beliefs…

IT Crowd Sign Language

*Awe ecosystems, Clicky… /snorts smoke…*

Dear Reader, Cade had sent me his next observation before I finished making this one. Something to bear in mind as we read on…

Camera 2

I admit that I’ve recently been intentionally…erm…”steering against the current”, as it pertains to the automation(s) of YouTube. I haven’t been actively doing it, just trying to be a bit unpredictable with what I watch, why, and for how long before I actively try and go off the rails, so to speak.

That said, there was an unusual appearance in my recommended last night. One about a disappearance. Five disappearances in one event actually. They’re now referred to as “The Yuba County Five”. Odd name considering the unbalanced equation that remains. Oh, and why this “Yuba County Five” is also referred to as “America’s Dyatlov Pass Incident”? The only thing that I can figure is…

metadata

Trying to connect unrelated things. Odd considering how “irrelevance” typically figures in to more “official” types of thinking/doing. Too much dependence on Occam and popular interpretations of shaving/cutting devices? After, not everything is equal.

Did I lose you there?

Don’t sweat it.

We’ll find you.

^The STRANGE Disappearance of The Yuba County 5 – America’s Dyatlov Pass Incident^

Are we even close to being on the same page Roob? I’ve no idea what you’ve written next, but I’m interested to read it. 😀

Camera 1

Frank and Naked Miner

*Ooh I like the radioactive, pixelated look, Clicky… /innocent face… Or did you have a spot of bother making it?*

Sweet Style Moss

*/rolls eyes… Naturally…*

Despite all the death, there was an abundance of creation in our viewing, Dear Reader. Myths and Reputations. Structures and Relationships, creating and recreating Earth, ways of doing things…

GO Necessity is the Mother 1GO Necessity is the Mother 2GO Necessity is the Mother 3GO Necessity is the Mother 4GO Necessity is the Mother 5

*Aye, Clicky… /stubs butt… And beliefs…*

Now over to Cade for the finale to this post, Dear Reader. Let’s hope he has a Song…

Camera 2

Okie dokie RoobieDoobie, we’ve got two Dyatlovs providing various forms of passes, passages and passings, one Yuba, and we’ve got a bunch missing at various times + others gone. Let’s us see where these two Dyatlov connections are according to Google Maps.

Dyatlov Pass, Sverdlovsk Oblast, Russia, 624575 to Chornobyl, Kyiv Oblast, Ukraine

Wait…is it Chernobyl or Chornobyl? Or is it Wormwood? For some reason, “wormwood” always makes me think of pecans, and pecans always make me think of iodine. Is that a weird way to think? Is this a bad time to bring up the book of Numbers from The Bible and think about who we consider as “missing” and who we consider as “found”, and when?

Digress

Let’s see where Dyatlov Pass in Siberia is located relative to Yuba County Cali…for…ni…a.

Dyatlov Pass, Sverdlovsk Oblast, Russia, 624575 to Yuba City, California

I wish there was a way to add more than just an origin and destination. I guess if you are logged in to Google, you can pin multiple locations, and on the Google Maps mobile app you can add up to 9 destinations, but I can’t do that here. There’s also mention of Oroville in that Yuba 5 vid. Flows, dams, and containment vessels. Coincidence?

Q: Do you have to be alive to die?

A: Says who? 

The concept of “the deadman” has reared it’s head on many occasions over the past several years, but I honestly have no idea what “the deadman” is, nor what it represents. Not really a strange concept, just a foreign one to me in the current context. Lots of talk about dying and being reborn while you are still alive, so I wonder what death is.

Why is it always and forever so bitter?

Can the future tell me who I am?

Or is it telling me who I will be?

I guess I’m wondering what Elijah would have to say on the topic of transitioning from one plane to another without actually dying here. No connecting flights for Elijah. Non-stop all the way. What a ride that must be.

^Harrison BDP – Decompression^

BTW, I puked my guts up last night. I don’t think it had anything to do with acute radiation exposure in large quantities, but irrespective of the cause of my somewhat regular regurgitational proclivities, that tomato soup didn’t taste near as good coming back up as it did going down. Also, do I see a CCCP shirt in the background of that IT Crowd gif? What the fuck is a commie doing at a footer match in The UK?

😛

^A.B. O’Neill – California^

 

American Goods

Previously at the LoL

Recently I’ve been remote viewing ‘American Gods’ with my good friend Cade FON Apollyon, Dear Reader, and I can thoroughly recommended the series…

*I think A Void in Red Frank’s universe would enjoy it, Clicky… /lights up…*

*So would the rest of the Mero VEEPs… /drags…*

‘Christmas 2007 was the most successful trading period in Boots’ history. No surprise then that Ernie K Doe’s track became their long running musical theme. Director: Traktor (Pontus and Ola). Creative team: Susan Hosking / Peter Robertson. Creative director: Damon Collins. Agency: Mother. Year: 2007′

*2007 was a turning point, Clicky… /streams smoke…*

*Feisty and candid, I like that, Clicky… /puffs… Get a Song…*

Adventures in Remote Viewing: Christmas Special

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

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

Cade spots a sample and tells Roob

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

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

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

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

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

Cade spots a sample and tells Roob 1

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

 

Sunday Sonday

I thought today, Dear Reader, that I would try to recreate a shamble that I posted in 2013 over at – the now defunct – Sync Miss For Him

hymn

*Hmm… /flicks lighter… I prefer ‘him’, Clicky, but hymn sounds like him, so I guess it could be hymn… /lights up…*

Whilst doing so, I hope to connect the connections I made then to some current syncs and themes being exposed/explored by Christopher Knowles and his reader-commentators over at The Secret Sun blog.

Sew let’s start. It started with a Song…

Strawberry Fields Forever” is a song by the English rock band the Beatles. It was released in February 1967 as a double A-side single with “Penny Lane”. The song was written by John Lennon and credited to the Lennon–McCartney songwriting partnership. Lennon wrote the song in Almería, Spain, where he was filming a role in the anti-war comedy How I Won the War. He drew inspiration from his childhood memories of playing in the garden of Strawberry Field, a Salvation Army children’s home near to where he grew up in Liverpool.

What particularly interested me was the accompanying video that was filmed on the 30th and 31st of January 1967 in the deer park surrounding Knole House in Sevenoaks, Kent. I hadn’t seen it before and I was struck by what occurred to me as the first appearance of a soon to be very famous science fiction character…

*/drags… John Lamb Lash mentioned the connection between the Kubrick‘s ‘HAL’ and the Coptic word ‘Hal’ for Archon simulation, Clicky… /taps ash…*

*Knowles and Knoles has the same root etymology, Clicky… /puffs… ‘knoll‘…*

Knole House is interesting in that it is considered to be a sort of ‘Calendar House’  – 365 rooms, 52 staircases, 12 entrances and seven courtyards. I was a little surprised to find a ‘Cade‘ reference alongside ‘Fiennes/Fine/Feyn‘ in the early history of the house. It would be fair to say that observation wouldn’t have meant anything at all to me back in 2013, when crafting the original shambles…

Christopher Knowles over at The Secret Sun has for the past 9 months been following a rich seam of syncs surrounding the life, loves and music of the singer Elizabeth Fraser of Cocteau Twins

‘The Frasers are believed to have come from Anjou in France. The name Fraser may be derived from Fredarius, Fresel or Freseau. Another suggestion is that the Frasers were a tribe in Roman Gaul, whose badge was a strawberry plant (fraisier in French). The first Fraser to appear in Scotland was in about 1160 when Simon Fraser held lands at Keith in East Lothian .’

… And the explosion of Vega/Vegan/Vegas syncs in the media… 

Las Vegas (/lɑːs ˈvɡəs/, Spanish for “The Meadows“)’

Meadows are fields… Like a paddock

Vega (n.)

1638, bright northern star, the alpha of Lyra, from Arabic (Al Nasr) al Waqi translated variously as “the eagle of the desert” or “the falling vulture” (or bird).

*Las Vegas and a vulture… /puffs… That fucking ad is on my Twitter feed constantly at the moment, Clicky…/snorts smoke…*

*/raises eyebrows… In-fallible with a strawberry, Clicky… Interesting… /final drag…*

The garden strawberry was first bred in Brittany, France, in the 1750s via a cross of Fragaria virginiana from eastern North America and Fragaria chiloensis, which was brought from Chile by Amédée-François Frézier in 1714. Cultivars of Fragaria × ananassa have replaced, in commercial production, the woodland strawberry (Fragaria vesca), which was the first strawberry species cultivated in the early 17th century.’

Pink News John Mahoney death

I had a bit of a ‘Mandela Effect’ myself this week, when I read that the dad in the sitcom ‘Frasier’, John Ma-honey, had died

*That’s where I knew him from! …/sucks teeth… To be honest, I thought he was already dead, Clicky… /stubs butt…*

grey crowned crane

*Ah, a grey crowned crane… They did an episode with a crane…*

Frasier remains one of my favourite comedies and I still watch clips of it on YT. The pilot episode ‘The Good Son‘ was probably the most perfect pilot episode ever made, introducing the main characters practically fully formed… Touched by an Angell

strawberry angel delight.gif

Anyhoo, I’m sure I’ve missed out loads from my original shamble, but I hope you’ve enjoyed this one all the same. Doo go and have a perusal of The Secret Sun’s scribblings; it’s completely fascinating. In fact there is a new post up now, so that’s my early evening sorted 😉

Enjoy the coming week, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😀

Fields of Dream

Have you ever watched a movie that had an affect on you, Dear Reader? Viscerally speaking, I mean…

*/sniff… No, Clicky, don’t… /hitch… No spoilers… /wipes eyes… That still makes me cry…*

In 1989 I went to see the film ‘Field of Dreams‘. It was on the opening weekend at the Empire cinema in The Haymarket of London’s West End. Barry Norman on ‘Film ’89’ a few days before had given it a rave review and I was keen to see it. So on a cold, dark Sunday evening in late November, Mother and I went along to watch it. She bought the popcorn; Result!

Toward the end of the movie, when Doc Graham steps over the line to save the child, I started to cry. I managed to keep my blubbing under control for the sake of Mother and the rest of the audience, but as we left the cinema, the cold night air hit me and I became somewhat hysterical…

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*Very ugly and loud…*

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*Okay, not that ugly… /rolls eyes…*

I couldn’t stop crying and I couldn’t move. Embarrassed at first, then a little worried, Mother managed to lead me to the bus stop across the road, where I cried solidly for the half hour while we waited for the number 1 bus. Then I cried all the way home.

It’s a pity Mum’s dead now; she told the story so much better than me – you may think I’m a bit soppy but she would have had you pissing your pants…

I’ve been having weird and involving dreams this week, Dear Reader. I felt quite ill upon waking on Monday morning, like my insides had been pummeled all night. Thoughtful Man and I had spent Sunday evening bingeing on Chinese food and ‘Stranger Things’. It’s what I dreamed of…

*Oi! Spoilers, Clicky!! We only got up to episode 6 of series 1… /pouts… For fuck’s sake…*

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I felt ill all day and ended up having an early night. I didn’t dream of Stranger Things that night…

Roob tells Cade her dream

Roe v. Wade is a landmark decision issued in 1973 by the United States Supreme Court on the issue of the constitutionality of laws that criminalized or restricted access to abortions.

A strange thing for a “Limey” to dream about. A US Supreme Court ruling on abortion is not something you think about much, let alone dream of. But it was even stranger to later hear someone talking about aborted foetuses…

*/lights up… Lashy recorded and posted that yesterday, Clicky… /drags…*

“The Archons are not alive; they do not breathe for instance. An Archontic entity does not breathe. It operates on an electrical field, grounded in a mercury base and sealed in a number of silicon formats that are the equivalent to the intel chips in a computer. I’m talking now principally about the embryonic form of the Archons described in the Gnostic texts, as resembling the aborted foetus.”

*Yeah, that don’t help… /streams smoke…*

Anyhoo, no notes from the talk this time, as it’s the first part of two or three talks explaining how and why the vaunted AI So Fear is a fraud. And inviting rebuttal. I wonder if he’ll get any.

My only interaction with that kind of technology was to be introduced to Pepper. It told someone off for swearing, I really don’t think it’ll approve of me smoking. But then, it is programmed by and for Public Health 😉

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As for last night’s dream…

Roob tells Cade her other dream

*That’s enough, Clicky, go get something from Level 42… /pats snout…*

Dear Reader, have a Song 😀

Omen Shnomen… */shrugs…*

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CLICKY: Step Outside Snow Den

This time last year, Dear Reader, I was still embarked on a ‘Pointless Exercise‘. I’ve not touched on the show since but it remains a treasure trove of synchronicity, wrapped up in the innocent garb of an amusing teatime TV quiz show…

*George Michael, who recently died, Clicky… Where are you going with this? …/furrows brow…*

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*Okay… Red Frank’s MEROVEE post… You’re not being rude are you? …/squint…*

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*Ah! Yes, apparently MRS REIGN is a fan of ‘Pointless’… Clever, Clicky… /rubs snout… No, don’t pout… Of course I had faith in where you were taking me… /glances away…*

Armstrong later corroborated the source in a Radio Times interview, where he said a Palace insider affirmed that Pointless was indeed on Her Majesty’s TV viewing schedule.

It’s highly unlikely we’ll ever see The Queen make a guest appearance on the show herself. However, it may make other fans of it rather chuffed to know that they can count on the Head of the Commonwealth amongst their ranks.

Armstrong, Dear Reader, the name Armstrong occurs twice in the Pointless sync I am about to relay…

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*/thinks… From my interview with ‘Cultish‘ author, Hugo Stone?

*/grins… Yeah, Hugo… He’s involved in my Pointless sync as well, Clicky…  /continues grinning…

So, on Thursday evening Thoughtful Man and I were watching a back episode of ‘Pointless‘. It was in the ‘head-to-head’ round when the subject of Royalty came up, as it occasionally does…

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It wasn’t Damien of ‘The Omen‘ fame of course, but Viscount Linley, 2nd Earl of Snowdon, a.k.a. David Armstrong-Jones…

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… Who’s father died the very next day…

*No… /rolls eyes… Yes, that’s Doctor Who as a ‘father’ but that’s not ‘Who’s father’, Clicky… /shakes head…*

… I mentioned Lord Snowdon’s passing to Hugo in conversation on Friday evening, but only after he sent me a news story about ‘Road Rage‘. It was unsolicited – I hadn’t told him of the silly Pointless answer I’d given the night before…

*/sings… You give me road rage… Love that strong Welsh accent, Clicky… Hey! Snowdon is in Wales… /smiles…*

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*/gasps… OMG! Clicky, the brilliant sci fi book I’m currently proofing for Leggy… You are so clever! …/holds out arms… Come here, you impossible creature…/rubs snout…*

Dear Reader, I hope you have enjoyed this pointless sync at the LoL. I’m off to continue my reading, so if you have any questions or observations, please avail yourself of the comment section, below…

Oh yes… And have a Song ❤

 

 

 

 

 

A C.R.O.N.Y… Mmm…

Dear Reader, following the death of Grandad, yesterday I had the sad duty of posting */knot-eyes* on MEROVEE of the death of U.N.C.L.E  Mr Napoleon Solo… You know, Han :D’s twinnish bro…

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Click for ‘Love Trumps Hate’

*/taps feet and whistles… Ah, butt as I was telling Leggy at the time, Click, I always fancied Illya Kuryakin...*

 

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Click for TV Intro to The Invisible Man

*Wild Swans… /scratches chin… Clicky that’s another weird sync ‘cos I mentioned swans to the Texan Okie Devil, Cade, just today…*

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Click for the The Five Doctors Who Have Ties That Bind

*Yeah, the boys’ blazers are black, so the swan motif on the pocket is, essentially, a black swan, outlined in white thread…*

*Ha! Yeah, ‘cos he sent me that Song overnight and my bedwear was kinda… Soviet…*

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Click for back view

*/Slaps forehead… Again!? FFS, Clicky, watt is it with you and posting embarrassing photos of me? …/folds arms and taps foot sternly… I mean… Why, for Gawd’s sake? …/turns in exasperation…*

*Butt, I’m Roobee… /:O… You’re trying to tuffen me up? …/squints… Oh Doo Foxtrot Oscar!!*

Dear Reader, we interrupt this LoL post for the precise, technical reason that my bleedin’ dolphin assistant needs a clip round the ear.

Please accept the following Song */nods thanks…*

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Monday Movies: Scary Monster

“No. I know of the film, I’ve just never watched it.”

Thoughtful Man looked at me with astonishment. “You’ve never seen ‘Aliens‘?!”

“Well, I haven’t seen ‘Alien‘ either,” I replied defensively. “I don’t like scary monsters.”

My iPad chirped as the confession left my mouth; my friend Leggy had just posted a comment about me to an under-underdog.

It suddenly occurred to me that my reticence to watch scary movies could be problem when adapting short horror stories to film, so hesitantly I agreed to Thoughtful Man’s follow up suggestion, that we indulge in a double movie bill.

“Come on. You’ll enjoy it. Stop being a wuss.”

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“Are you alright? Did you survive the scary monster?” Thoughtful Man turned round to me as the second set of credits started to roll. “You did actually watch the films, didn’t you?” He’d spotted my iPad loitering on my lap.

“Yes! I hid my eyes a couple of times.” I demonstrated by lifting it up to cover my face. At least he couldn’t see me blush.

He sighed and rolled off the bed. “Okay, so what did you think then of the bits you did watch?”

“I enjoyed them. The first one was scarier but the second one made me jump more.” I yawned and made to get out of bed. “I might write a post about them later. The monster is a Giger invention.”

Thoughtful Man stooped to click off the TV at the plug and sighed again. I wasn’t sure if it was for my mention of writing a post, confirmation that I had been peaking at my iPad or the realisation that I would beat him to the bathroom. I didn’t wait to ask.

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*So, Clicky. You watched the films with us. What did you think?*

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*/Rolls eyes… Okay, synchromystically. Well, actually, that was weird, the comment Vik posted at Merovee whilst we were watching…*

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*Yes! John Hurt, the War Doctor, was in it…*

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*You know, John Hurt does have a sync-link to my last post, Clicky…

‘On 6 October 2015, international news media announced that David Bowie has arranged his new track “Blackstar” as the theme song of the show, as well as introducing the listener to 45 seconds of the intro.’

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Clicky for Super Bowel

*It’s Super Bowl, Clicky, and don’t pull your innocent face… Hey, you know Lady Gaga sang the national anthem at the game, well she was on the Grammys last night*

*/shiver… I don’t know what scares me more, Lady Gaga or spiders.*

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*It had 8 legs, Clicky, but it wasn’t a spider /grimace… Actually, they were more scary than the adult monsters. Especially by the time of Ripley’s big fight at the end of the second film…*

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Clicky Weaver’s Role after ‘Alien’

*Oh, she starred with two different Hurts, one after the other? Hmm… Hey, I wonder if Ripley has any link to ‘ripple‘..? I did watch a film at the weekend that had Einstein in it…*

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*/Yawn… Is that the time. Shit! I should get to bed; Thoughtful Man wants us to watch another scary film tonight. You lock up, Clicky, and have a Song*

 

Room x37 – Spotting Syncs 101: A Pointless Exercise Part 1.2

To continue from yesterday

Yay! Haven’t done much transcribing *yawn …Keeping you up, Clicky?*  ‘Pointless’ then, so images I grabbed today… 9 of them. They cover the introduction witch actually I didn’t pay any attention to whilst yabbering on…

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1. Pointless Keys

2. Spiraling Towers

2. Pointless numbers

3. Solomon and Ruth

3. Team 1 Ruth and Solomon

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Digression: Today Loopy decided to get gold armor for one of his game’s characters. One called ‘Battery’. He already had the golden gun…

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Yep… definitely…

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… smoking 😉

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*squints* It’s his holiday away from school… let him enjoy himself, I say. Digression over.

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4. The Angler and The Ace

4. Team 2 Carl and Jimmy

5. Oh Brother*shakes head*

5. Team 3 Craig and Nikki

6. Made in Chelsea

6. Team 4 Jamie and Alex

 

7. “My logisticians are a humorless lot … “

7. Linkin Man Alexander the Great

8. Friends in the Blue Universe

8. Team 5 Alexander and Richard

9. The Ozman cometh

9. OZ MAN

 

Up next… Famous Divas 😉 And if you need a catch up … Have an Oldie 😉