Missive From ‘Merica: Nuffin’ in Particular…

Um… I don’t have anything particular on my mind tonight, Dear Reader, so umm…

*Lucky dip, Clicky? …/lights up… Put three things together and see what happens? …/drags… Sounds a bit sketchy but okay…*

First up, some Library news…

They are the pages where an unwilling messiah Brian, Mr Creosote, the Ministry of Silly Walks, a football team of philosophers and a dead parrot were all born. Now, more than 50 notebooks of original sketches and ideas for Monty Python have been donated to the British Library by Michael Palin.

The public will now be able to freely peruse Palin’s archive of writings from 1965 to 1987, including the books where he and Jones would write the early sketches for Monty Python’s Flying Circus.

*That’s right, he’s also an epic traveler, Clicky…*

Secondly some exciting Smokie Drinkie News, Dear Reader…

*Virtually… /knocks of ash and relights…*

And for number three… /thinks… Ah! This made me chuckle… An explanation of a shambles for the British viewing public…

.@JakeReesMogg learning @jonsnowC4 😍
This is superb. pic.twitter.com/RlP2LvwAEM

— Richard W. Jones ❤⛽ (@richardwjones) June 12, 2017

And now a new missive from The Okie Devil for you, Dear Reader… Enjoy! ❤

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MOVIE REVIEW TIME MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

^The Chemical Brothers – Leave Home ( Koyaanisqatsi (1983) )^

It’s late Sunday night, and I’ve been busy with not much all day. However, I was able to somehow squeeze in a movie, and now I will suggest you check it out. It’s called Birdman, it’s a superhero flick, and I’ve avoided it for some time.

Q: Who has two thumbs and recommends you see this flick?

A: The guy who is typing this and occasionally hitting the space bar with his thumbs.

There have been several movies that specifically address the concept of what a superhero is. Mystery Men is a good example, but so is Daredevil and Watchmen. That said, this one not only sticks to the topic more along the lines of Mystery Men and Kick-Ass, it crosses the line a bit more. It kinda rubs your nose in both concepts of fantasy and reality as it pertains to “the hero.” That’s what I got out of it anyway. I’m sure I’ll get more and more out of it the more I watch it. Assuming that I ever watch it again. But I would given the chance.

It’s very clever and tells a great story about Hollywood and Broadway actors.

Ya know? People.

Yeah…this movie is full of people.

Towering people.

People teetering on being toppled.

^Apollo 440 – Can’t Stop The Rock^

That’s all you’re getting from me. I mean…she said all that shit above, and not me. So if the movie is now spoiled,…erm…too fucking bad…blame her, or stop looking at the pic or something.

I had heard that this movie was weird.

This is movie is far from weird…it’s good ol’ fashioned completely fucked up.

Plus…”the bad guy” or “villain” in this one is quite cleverly disguised/costumed, and is one of the more interesting villains in recent memory.

You’d never even know they were there.

Meh...you'll figure it out.

^The Crystal Method – Blowout^



BOOK REVIEW TIME MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

So…dripping in guilt…um…yeah…I got to read a book I didn’t pay for.

The only way I can quasi-make up for it…is actually read the fucking thing.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is to spend some time thinking on it.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is to spend some time writing about it.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is….erm…I dunno.

I’ll leave it to you to devise something devious and clever as punishment for the thrashing I’m about to give it.

This will not be my intent…but I always look on the bright side.

Weird that we can only see it through the dark.

Weird.

^Smash Mouth – Walkin’ On The Sun^

The Mark. I don’t like this book. I mean…I love it. But yeah…I don’t like it. I dances all around some really pertinent and noteworthy topics, a shitload of topics actually…and it does this very cleverly. Great story.

The author tells a very long, slow-moving story very quickly. I guess I could just say that it reads well, but I didn’t. Until now…but yeah…well written and easy on the English/UK slang. Almost like another story I noticed by this publisher where it appeared to me when an American author was attempting to use UK slang, this story appears to me as a UK author trying not to use UK slang. Weird. I prolly wrong on all counts, but no one cares…so…meh. I guess the way that the backstory is woven into the now really kinda keeps it flowing. Not saying that I had the urge to skip pages and read ahead because I didn’t have those urges…but I wanted to. Weird, eh?

I guess some of the “ingrained English culture” that sometimes makes those in the UK appear so fucking weird to the outside world, is starting to make a little more sense.

^Moloko – Sing It Back^

These pertinent and noteworthy topics I mentioned, are always pertinent and noteworthy. I guess the measure of their noteworthy depends on the time and times in which they are perceived to occur. Lots of people still freaked the fuck out by The Internet. But that’s not really a stretch is it?

There are those who like theatre/stage, there are those that like opera, there are those that like theatre/movies, there are those who like church, there are those that like books, there are those that like nightclubs, there are those that prefer to stay home and watch television, there are those that like to sit outside and just…watch. I prolly missed some options or twenty in there, but you get the gist. Especially when you flip most of those into participant and observer roles, and then add time and times as to when and where. Meh.

^Pendulum – Showdown (Official Video)^

I can understand my need to “educate myself”…the battle-cry within most media today.

However, there are stopgaps there.

1st, now I gotta “prove it”…be tested…as to how much I have learned.

Q: What if I failed your test?

A: ?¿?

Q: Did I fail you? Or did you fail me? When?

A: ¿?¿

I guess I’m just dumb. Doesn’t say much about you and your teaching tho does it? Even if I earn your stupid-assed certificate of authenticity of approval, that winning was based on the possibility of failure. Doesn’t bode well for my survival over the long run…does it?

BTW…are you course credits and/or certifications transferable?

I get the feeling I may need that option.

^Sonique It Feels so Good^

So yeah…The Internet…nothing but voyeurs and fetishists. Oh, and predators. And smurfs. Oh…and catfish. And trolls. And some other stuff. Paranoidistics should prolly become it’s own discipline. But that’s almost kinda…self incriminating…isn’t it? Lolz

FUCK!!! My hands are bleeding…brb.

^Gypsy Woman (She’s Homeless) – Crystal Waters – HQ^

Gotta account for the voice that The Internet gives to many that would otherwise not have it. But before you get all uppity as to a few things regarding “marks” and “beasts”…yer gonna need to do some self-flagellation real quick….K?

(virtually...VIRTUALLY...you fucking sickos)

There are many that discount “the power” of the individual voice that gets drowned out amongst the noise within the throng…or…throbbing-clusterfuck…as I like to call it. And many times, they are correct. However, how in the fuck are you going to use this same system to label each and every person, when there are those that are omitted by this system’s existence in and of itself? Channels? Better channels? Better channeling? Good fucking luck with that one. Especially seeing as how this entire system is build upon a system that will fall like tumblers under the right conditions. Yeah…power. As in, electrical.

Suddenly…the concept of infinite and unlimited power doesn’t sound so good, eh?

Almost like…there’s a built in safety there.

Keep in mind who provides the power, and it’ll never be a shock when there is too little or too much of it.

Just sayin'.

^iiO – Rapture (Official Video)^

Clouds have moved in after a coupla days of sunshine.

Q: Do I seem glum?

A: I feel glum.

Prolly just my overwhelming urge to both A) continue reading The Mark, and B) not continue reading The Mark.

YEAH ASSHOLES!!! I HAVEN'T FINISHED IT!!! GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!?!?!?

How can I write a book review on a book that I’ve not even finished reading?

Well duh. You fucks judge unread and/or unfinished books all the time. It’s just that these books are lives. Lives that are in progress, therefore, cannot be told in their totality as they are still being written. That is of course, unless you take matters into your own hands.

Creepy thoughts...eh?

Hey…if you fucks can trash a book based on the cover, or the title, or the forward, or who wrote the forward, or the fact that there is no dedication, or just read the first few pages and stop and THEN trash the fuck out of it…I should be able to write a positive review at the halfway point.

Halway-ish.

Like 126 of 200 or something.

^Blade Runner Theme • Vangelis^

I’ve been interrupted by The BBC several times over the last week over their series Oceans. Whatshername picked it up at the library last week for reasons unknown, and I’ve been watching it. I even managed to clean up disk 2 to where it plays in its totality. Story for another blog I guess. 😉

Anyway…it’s a great series…very ambitious. Big, beautiful, and let’s us lubbers see some things that we never would have been able to see otherwise. Lotta messages in this film. One of which, is sharks. Sharks are starting to become the new dolphin…I guess because tuna are almost gone, so we don’t have to worry about dolphin getting caught in the tuna nets anymore. Dolphins prolly still need to be wary of certain coves, but I digress since I have no answers. But anyway…a message that is espoused over and over in this film…is health. Health of the oceans. Health of the food chain. Health of the apex predators.

Blah blah blah.

The ironic bit, is that all of this “health” is based upon sickness and disease. More succinctly, the sick and the diseased. Lotta references to “weeding out” with respect to the sick and diseased. Not much “respect” there in my not-so-humble opinion…but whatever or something.

Anyway…this food chain business is gonna be your own worst enemy, mainly because of its static representation of a dynamic system. I mean, all you gotta do is turn that food chain diagram 180° to see the apex. Yeah…the other one. This is why I operate in a 4/7/5/8 dimensional world. You never forget life, nor time, nor the structures that support them both. Because it works both ways, in all cases, no exceptions, forever and always. Or at least, it works that way currently. 😉

^Blade Runner • Tears in Rain • Vangelis^

The saving grace in ecological conservation, or conservation of any kind…it that there is no saving grace.

Ironic...eh?

So…we look for gems. Gems like “we just don’t know.” That’s a something that was espoused by Philippe Cousteau, and the honesty in it damn near brings someone like me to tears of joy. Working your ass off, as it is happening, knowing that you are blundering around in a shitstorm, trying to make sense of it all, and doing the best you can with what you have.

/shrug

^Apocalypse Now Theme • Ride of the Valkyries • Richard Wagner^

Now that the cofveve buzz has worn off, let’s talk about something else. I mean, I can’t help but think about Rob Stewart and his efforts to bring “the shark issue” to our attention. But then again, I have an interest in the ocean. Many people, don’t.

So let’s talk…strata….in wata.

DOH!

Yep…wata strata.

Wata has a lotta strata.

And when you think about it…should oughtn’t it have outta have strata?

Pro-Tip: "Outta" and it's usage, contextually.

Outta: Awe-Tuh…contraction substitution for “ought to”

We outta get the fuck outta here.

Outta: Ow-Tuh…contraction substitution for “out of”

We’re outta here.

^Fluke – Atomic Bomb (Atomix 3)^

Lot’s of long cogs turn slowly in the wheel over very long periods of time to get what they want, eh?

I wonder if they still want it?

I wonder if they are willing to wait to get it?

Sorry…just…important questions.

Or at least…I think they are important questions anyway.

^Hans Zimmer – Time (Inception)^

Not that we are on the path to identifying healthy via unhealthy…lets go ahead and burst the bubble so we can stop riding it. Now that we are healthy…we gotta quest to be uber-healthy. Which means that the healthy, who cannot attain the status of uber-healthy, are now right back to being the sick. The unhealthy. But…let’s also entertain the notion that a certain healthy someone CAN attain the status of uber-healthy…unfortunately…they had a slip or a fall at the gym.

BLOOPS!

The injured have cropped back up as well. Now you are mired in sick AND injured peeps once again.

WTF?!?!???!?!?!????1111 WE JUST CLEANED THIS SHIT UP!!!!!!

^Hank Williams Jr & Hank Williams Sr- There’s A Tear In My Beer (Excellent Quality)+(Lyrics)^

I’m rambling. Must have rambling on my mind or something.

I guess monologuing has that effect or something.

^Allman Brothers Band – Ramblin’ Man^

So anyway…yeah…um….um…um…yeah…strata in the wata or something.

I guess that I find it ironic that we dig through dirt and rock, see these layers containing untold numbers of fauna and flora, and yet we always chalk it up to rising and lowering sea levels, Moving of tectonic plates. Subduction. Migration. And…we’re right to it. These walks are not that long because of the fortunate place in which I find myself. I recognize the shoulders that I am standing on.

If we journey from terra to ice…maybe that will make the water strata a little easier. Because I’ve already suggested that there are regional forces that determine the size, shape and makeup of water, and these forces are dependent upon other regional forces, globally. Why would they not be? You’ve got two infinity zooms on that microscope or camera, but only acknowledge one. Prolly because you built the fucking thing. Infinities are scalar. Add relativity in there, and maybe your head won’t pop at that thought.

^YBR – Led Zeppelin – Ramble On^

HOLY FUCK!!! A question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what facilitates these auxiliary channels and pathways that you are suggesting?

A: I don't fucking know what facilitates them you goddamned idiot. What the fuck kind of question is that?

If you think the past is something to leave behind, then leave the fucking thing behind. However…I’d advise that, if you are a proponent of string theory, you might wanna think about that premise. Stretchy strings snap back eventually. Better hope it isn’t loaded with stings on those strings.

(just saying)

I think the question that really wants to be asked/answered, is how do these pathways open…not, how they exist. And my thinking would lead me to believe that leaving the life element out of your equations is prolly a mistake. There is a perpetuity to life that cannot be denied. Existence of an immortal soul, or gods, or monsters, or ghosts or whatever…does not diminish this. It may augment the fuck out of it, but it certainly does not diminish it. I wonder if detraction diminishes.

Meh…fuck it…let’s say none of the above.

(heh...get it...heh heh)

Erm…anyway…uh…yeah…will. There are all kinds of them. Needs and wants are will. I wonder if they are willing?

Hmmmm....

^Spooky – Little Bullet (Extended Version)^

You smokers are gonna have to get used to the fact that your cigarettes DO affect non-smokers. You can stack scientific data to the fucking moon that says otherwise. So…you gotta question what you value more…the stack of papers, or people?

If I’m around cigarettes all the time, I’ll sorta get used to it. But that doesn’t stop those acute attacks of itchy eyes, itchy skin, sneezing and wheezing. Gotta keep in mind that not all smokers smoke the same brand. Add cloves, and cigars, and pipes, and pot and God knows what else to that mix, and yeah…there are gonna be exceptions to your rules. You wanna be one, right? An exception? Welp…I wanna help. And not by ignoring your plight nor hoping you get cancer or some other ailment <shudder> Just…know…that when I ask if you wouldn’t mind not sparking up just yet? Coming from me personally anyway…I’m trying to be courteous to you and me both. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need it. But usually I don’t care. Spark up and smoke em if you got em. 🙂

^Showtek – We Like To Party (Original Mix)^

Yeah…I was raised in a smoking home. But not really. My mother is VEHEMENTLY opposed to smoking. Yeah…I on rare occasions smoke, and I currently chew tobacco. But…so fucking what? That’s my choice right? Isn’t the freedom to choose isn’t on someone’s list somewhere?

I know it is.

X: Maybe.

Cade: Thanks.

X: …

^Showtek – The F Track^

This roasted coffee beans/carcinogens mess is really swirling in my head. Nevermind the caffeine and nicotine bullshit, and really…fuck the cancer bullshit too. Because I keep getting pushed to the political and governmental sides of this bullshit…which means business and businesses. Speaking as someone who is allergic to just about anything and everything, I wonder what my crime is. Because…is that what we are coming to? Inventing crime because we’ve gotten bored with the “run-of-the-mill” kinds of stuff?

I relish those things that I can participate in which do not give me grief for doing so. Hell, I relish many of the things that DO give me grief for partaking of. Petting dogs and cats. Eating beans of ANY kind. (Yes, I am allergic to almost all beans including cofveve). Almost all spicy foods give me reflux. I’m allergic to all of the ingredients in beer. Interesting footnote tho…drinking beer regularly helps with my pet allergies. I guess because it keeps my histamine levels high due to the allergens in the beer, which helps better my pet allergies. Prolly some saliva/salivary and endocrine links there too, not to mention plain ol’ feeling good and not feeling sick/sickly.

^’Feline Good’ – Aristocats jazz/dance/funk/breakbeat remix^

Q: Do you know how to talk to people?

A: ???

Q: Do you know how to talk to a person?

A: ¿¿¿

^Foetus – The Only Good Christian Is A Dead Christian^

X: Do you remember what we talked about earlier in the week?

Cade: No.

0: Are you lying?

Cade: Um….no.

Z: Are you sure?

Cade: Not anymore.

Z: Why not?

Cade: No idea. Prolly a personality issue.

Z: lolz…WHAT?!?!?!?

Cade: I’m fractured.

X: Since when?

Cade: Pick one.

A: Wait…what?

Cade: Huh?

A: That wasn’t a multiple choice question.

Cade: Well…if I fractured at some point, wouldn’t that trend continue?

X: Ooohhh…a clever one we’ve got here.

Z: …

Cade: lolz…um…Z thinks otherwise.

0: They aren’t alone in that thought.

Cade: Wait…I get the temporary natures of healing.

X: Why is nature plural there.

Cade: Because of the healing processes post-healing process?

X: Well said.

T: Seconded.

0: Meh…

Cade: lolz…nice.

0: You’re welcome.

X: How many of you scars have been covered.

Cade: Um…I’m gonna take that one at face value, and say many.

X: How?

Cade: I can’t answer that. I only know that they have.

Z: Time heals all wounds.

Cade: Yeah…but what does that mean?

B: Everybody is different.

Cade: Yep.

B: Are you a fast healer?

Cade: Sometimes. But I’m also a free bleeder.

X: Bleed a lot do you?

Cade: Yep. Then it just kinda…

0: Stops.

Cade: I just know that all three surgeries I have had, all of the surgeons commented as to how badly I bled.

X: You think there is a link to scars and scarring there?

Cade: Within the capillary system? You fucking bet I do. There’s something about that interface section of the body that we like to omit and/or ignore.

Z: Think that is related to pride?

Cade: Maybe some. But not in the manner in which “The Spiritualists” like to define it.

X: Which is what?

Cade: Um…who doesn’t want to look good. And not just to the outside world.

X: Feels pretty good to feel good, eh?

Cade: I like it /shrug

A: I gave you that ability.

Cade: The ability to shrug? Fair enough. I’m still pondering the magical nature of many of these reflexes that we tend to chalk up as social faux pas or glitches.

C: They aren’t glitches?

W: And don’t get smart here.

Cade: lolz…And who the FUCK might you be?

W: …

Cade: I know that…but the reader doesn’t.

X: Answer the question.

Cade: I shudder to think about losing my gag reflex completely.

X: Why is that?

0: Yes…why is that?

Cade: One particular batch of homemade red beans, at the wrong time…

X: Fatal.

Cade: I can only chalk it up to not being able to piss.

0: Kinda…timely and pertinent when your bladder is on the verge of exploding, but the pipes ain’t working…is that it?

Cade: Something like that. But then again…my throat is kinda…void.

X: I wouldn’t say that.

Cade: lolz…welp…you’d be right…but the doctors would disagree.

Z: What was it that one doctor said?

Cade: Unusual musculature of the mouth and throat.

X: And what did that make you think of?

Cade: The movie Blade.

X: I knew it…a blood sucking vampire.

Cade: lolz…busted. Wait…garlic and mirrors or crosses or holy water couldn’t have saved you some time there?

X: They aren’t always conclusive.

Cade: Fucking ROFL!!!

X: 😉

0: Catch yourself there tiger. Let the laughing fit the reader isn’t seeing pass…then get going again.

Cade: K. THX.

0: np

Cade: So…if I have this correctly…

Z: Fat chance…but go ahead…

Cade: Yeah..um…because I have weird musculature in my mouth and throat…

X: Yeah…that premise kinda died on the vine. Time to move on.

Cade: k…that was pretty fucking funny tho.

Z: We aim to please.

Cade: 🙂

X: …

^Green Velvet – Bigger Than Prince (Hot Since 82 Remix)^

X: Water.

Cade: Noted.

We dig through all kinds of layer after layer of various minerals and elements of all kinds, and yet relegate the oceans and bodies of water to layers of whale shit, fish piss, nutrients moving to feed a algae bloom via currents, but it’s still water…and just and only water. Not to mention the relegation of ice and snow at the polar caps to reflectors, and not thinking about them more in terms of capacitors and facilitators of heat transference and other energies.

Yeah…heat…not cold. Cold drives heat, and heat drives cold. I think there’s something there to crystals and salt and stuff…but whatever. No wonder your models of ice ages are so fucked up. Ever considered a pole that is still circular, but more banded? Take a gander at Saturn or Jupiter, and maybe that’ll help.

Fuck it…if you’re gonna look for life everywhere else in our solar system and elsewhere, all while ignoring the life that is here on Earth/Terra, how are you looking at that shit? Using the same systems specifically designed by people to take care of people? Fuck that noise. No fucking wonder there is a rush to commercialize space travel and shitcan research funded by government. Yeah…it sucks to get cut off at the knees. But let’s not travel this road again…k?

What am I saying…of course we are gonna travel it.

Unless we don't.

^Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel – I’ll Meet You in Poland Baby^

Cade: I dunno…I don’t see what the big fucking deal is about thinking that water is more globular than we give it credit for.

X: Continue…

Cade: Shut the fuck up.

X: OK then.

Cade: Clustering and clabbering, and not just wads of fish piss and fish shit.

X: But that too?

Cade: Watching Tooni Mahto look for otoliths in sea lion shit reveals much more than simply certain sea lions are fishing at deeper depths.

X: Which is…

Cade: What gets used and where, and what does not get used and where.

X: Lotta time to think about there.

Cade: Especially on the molecular levels as they pertain to the macro.

0: Wait…what?!?!?! What the fuck does that mean?

Cade: I dunno. Connections I guess.

0: Wait wait wait wait a minute there…are you suggesting that certain piles of sea lion scat may someday solidify and petrify…simply as a marker?

Cade: Sure…why not. Hells bells…the law of averages is prolly gonna be able to confirm that.

Z: But…what about subduction?

Cade: Where it happens? Or where it doesn’t happen?

Z: Nice. Well played.

Cade: …

Z: More ancient than you even want to think about…eh?

Cade: Something like that.

A: …

Cade: My thinking exactly.

X: Well…not exactly…but we’ll let it slide this time.

Cade: Dismissal of a system that is used to arrive at a location seems kinda…um…I don’t know.

X: Dismissive?

T: I think I know what he’s thinking here.

Cade: Thanks.

T: 🙂

Z: …

^Thatcher On Acid -Outwardly We’re Lying Inwardly Were Crying^

cYa | cFa

^Foetus – Slung^

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*What do you know, Clicky, I too have seen Birdman and read The Mark… /lights umpteenth fag… All of it 😉 *

*Song time? Okay, hit it…*

MIssIVE From ‘Mercia: Book Mark

A few weeks ago, Leggy sent me copy of the latest novel out from Leg Iron Books to copy edit…

The Mark

Two loners, an internet connection, a forbidden friendship. No good can come of this.

Two troubled and lonely people meet online and start an email friendship. She’s a schoolgirl and street-wise, so she thinks. He’s an older man, a social misfit, already known to the police, a marked man.

No danger, as yet – but he’s a fantasist and she’s a girl who breaks rules.

As events unfold in their lives, the balance of power shifts between them, the pace quickens, their fates are sealed. Fantasies do not survive reality.

I have to say, it’s a great read that had me shouting at the characters…

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*Margot really draws you into their lives, Clicky… You feel for them…*

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*/Squints… Oh, you’re referring to the title of the post… I saw that but decided to leave it…*

Below is a super-smashing-lovely-great missive from Cade… Enjoy! ❤

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I would jump right in here…but I’ve already gotten started.

So…opportunity = MISSED!!!

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^FOETUS ART TERRORISM-CATASTROPHE CRUNCH^

Hmmm…

words, words words…

hMMM…

NOTE: A certain Judas Priest song may or may not be appropriate below, therefore, it may or may not appear below. I dunno. I haven't gotten there yet.

Introducing the general election’s most unconventional candidates

“Rather, the pirate movement grew out of a Swedish court case centered on the Pirate Bay website and whether it was breaking the law by sharing TV and music.”

^Against The Time & Victor Enzo – Malta (Original Mix) [Devotion Records]^

Breaking “THE” law. “THE” law. Sounds to me like someone was breaking “A” law, and not “THE” law. Looks like we’re gonna have to talk about cry-me’s & missed-demeanors.

So yeah…poverty.

So yeah…wealth.

So yeah…abundance and overages and underages.

So yeah…Economics.

o yeah…law & laws.

So yeah…interpretive sciences and interpolative teaching.

^No Mana – Back Alley Time Machine^

Prolly shouldn’t be thinking such things, eh? Not only am I completely and totally unqualified to think nor comment about any of this…all this shit is already worked out by my betters…right? Now all we gotta do is find the wicked and punish them accordingly? Build a funnel…and…

*SHOCK!!!*GASP!!!*ARGH!!!*

…it funnels stuff. Maybe even the stuff it was designed to funnel. I wonder what else it’ll funnel? I wonder what else we can funnel with a better and/or different funnel?

NEXT TIME!!! ON…AMAZING DISCOVERIES!!!

Funnels.

They lead somewhere.

^Charlotte de Witte – Voices Of The Ancient (Original Mix)^

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Paul Allen just rolled out the world’s largest airplane, and he is ready to take on the rocketmakers

This bullshit is coming on the heels of another Tweet that caught my eye…

The United Arab Emirates launches a plan to colonize Mars by 2117

Is it not clear by now, that no matter how big you want it to be, that it is possible? I wonder if those who find themselves in the position to ask the question “how big can we get” ever stops to consider…”is it possible that I may not pursue this possibility irrespective of reason?” I guess it’s possible.

That said, is failure really the opposing force to success here? You are building bigger and bigger, and more and more of it, and don’t realize the calamity and collapse happening all around you?

You aren’t building an escape vehicle.

You are creating the conditions that require one.

You are simultaneously ensuring that it’s success and successes will be so temporary that your continued efforts will ensure it’s own demise. When the tower ceases its efforts to collapse, the the tower’s surroundings will be required to pick up that slack.

Enjoy your island.

^Mario Piu aka DJ Arabesque – The Vision (Original Mix)^

All that said, maybe this business to build a city on Mars will have the effect of inspiring people here to take better care of each other. That’s a message I get anyway. Primarily off of the same concept that I espoused above, which is building in one area causing calamity in another, and being mindful of such effects and their potential…not dismissive. If we can’t get along here, we ain’t gonna get along there.

But my thinking in that is that we do get along just fine here. If happy news and/or good news is such a downer with respect to news, then explain the success of the fun stuff on The Internet? Sure, a lot of the streams have been monetized and monitorized, and there has been some changes and changing with respect to content….but you ain’t gotta frequent it nor consume it. Go somewhere else to get your happy on.

Can’t find it? Create it. Yeah…create it your own damn self. It’s no wonder that things don’t make sense when we travel abroad. Get all of our news from one place, that’s what you are gonna see. Not gonna tell you that you need to broaden your focus, but maybe I’ll mention to be mindful of those times when it gets widened for us.

^Dj Tomcraft – Loneliness (Club Remix)^

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Challenge: You only think about yourself.

Response: Who else should I be thinking of?

(emphasis on the "I")

^MARRS – Pump Up The Volume 12” (1987)^

*/cough...*

*/cough...*

So let’s assume…that you are The Creator. You are going to count from zero(0) to ten(10) for the very first time.

Q: What number(s) would be/would potentially be, the scariest, and why?

A: ???

^No Mana – Nine^

Gotta loop back through zero(0) to get to ten(10). That means, that zero(0) becomes zeros(00), and back through one(1) in order to get to ten.

See some dimensional rifts there yet?

Yes? No? Maybe?

Q: What are we omitting?

A: Everything else.

Am I suggesting that a/the “Supreme Being” had to count from zero to ten at some point? Welp, reality wouldn’t exist as it does had they not. Conceptualization without realization is…dreamy.

^No Mana – The Process^

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I’m making this shit up as I go. Freeballing…if you will. Scholars and Theologians and Thinkers of all kinds have been pondering this shit forever. So, what’s the big fucking deal about some vagrant redneck Okie from Texas pondering this shit as well? We’re all vagrants at some point in our lives. We just hook up with who and whatever we hook up with, whenever we hook up with it and them. I guess once you put the hat on, you can’t take it off. Must be cursed or something.

Now what possible path could lead to a curse? I musta missed an off-ramp or detour or something. Goddamn GPS!!!

^LIPPS INC Funkytown (Original 12″ Version)^

Challenge: You only think about yourself.

Response: Who else should I be thinking of?

(emphasis on the )

^Stupid Human – Swamp Funk^

Just trying to point out, that if the idea of The Creator attempting their first count to ten is such an absurd concept to you, maybe you should take a few steps backwards through a few lines of your own code and rethink.

^Time – Can’t you feel it (1982)^

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What Is Exfoliative Dermatitis?

That’s a good question actually. Been wondering that myself. Don’t have reason to wonder about this…I just am wondering about it. Looked up a particular something on Google… “epidermis cannot shed skin properly” (w/o the quotes)…and the above is what I found. Lotta mentions as to localized topical types of thinking.

Q: What about the other side?

A: Say WUT?!?!?

If something appears on your skin, what makes you assume that the manifestation in question is local or localized? If this is the manifestation and/or result, isn’t it safe to assume that the journey to where you find yourself actually started somewhere else. Too broad? OK…I’ll narrow.

Q: What if you get a piece of metal or some other foreign body in your foot, but it comes out through your shin, or knee, or thigh?

A: ???

I guess if skin were rigid but flexible, and tensile as well as tactile in a fluidic body, maybe that wouldn’t be such a stretch, eh? But when thinking of irritations and/or infections, if a body cannot deal with something “here”…why is it so hard to believe that a body would not try and relocate said irritation elsewhere? Maybe there is some logic above and beyond that movement of said irritant elsewhere. Maybe a body can learn something about that whatever it is and it’s particulars on the way. Just sayin’.

^Donna Summer I Feel Love Original 8 minute 12″ version 1977^

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Perhaps I am thinking about this wrong.

An alien civilization, which is more advanced than ours with respect to space travel, has a policy of non-involvement whenever new planets are discovered that contain life, irrespective of any additional qualifications and or monikers.

Irrespective of their ability to travel throughout The Universe exploring…

Q: Doesn’t this policy, by definition, negate itself?

A: Yep...I'm right back to the concept inclusion for exclusion/exclusion via inclusion.

And while I’ve pondered the concept of “we are all in the same big Universe, so why exclude”…my thinking is more along the lines of …erm…”leaving home at home.” Meaning that if we travel out into space, why take a heaping shitload of predefined qualifications for what to do under certain situations encountered.

Experience? What if you are well traveled and well versed in these travels, and have discovered that approaching exploration into unknown realms ceases to be exploration when an agenda is in hand. It makes far too many assumptions about life. as it exists, contextually. Oddly enough, my thinking about these concepts are more related to A.I. and our battles with the concept than they are about life in The Universe discovered via space exploration of any type. Yeah…that includes local based remote research. But then again…regarding A.I., yeah…I’m assuming that “it” already existed long before “we” got here. We’re just maybe…knocking some dust off of it and/or rousing it.

^Blue Man Group – I Feel Love^

So I guess with that out of the way in a more in the way type of fashion, I guess we can talk about dimensionality as it relates to commonality. A contextual commonality. Maybe that’ll help us travelers of all kinds, and that’ll help us be a little less freaked out about the concept of when they are from and/or where they are from.

My starting concept was the notion of a chance visitation that resulted in my being invited on a 10,000 year journey out into space that will cover most of the known Universe as we currently know it, with my hosts teaching me a great many things along the way to later bring back to Earth/Terra and share. So while you are peering 10,000 years into the future, and eyeballing the year 12017 CE/AD 12017, and thinking…

“WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!!! WE’LL ALL BE DEAD!!! HOW IS THAT GONNA HELP US?!?!?”

…Let’s leave Einstein and Sagan out of this. Trust a bit…then maybe we can get this show on the road…k?

^Deee-Lite – Say Ahhh…^

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Speaking of Aliens…

Has Kepler Discovered an Alien Megastructure?

I’m mooching this particular block of blah blah off of an Internet forum that I frequently frequent.

Infrequently

So let’s tear this apart, eh?

“Most scientists, including Wright and Boyajian, don’t think it’s very likely that there is an alien civilization building planet-size structures around one of their stars.”

A canvasing of “most scientists” of what they think or don’t think. No wonder surveys exist, and tend to exist in the way that they do eh? I mean, you send a fill-in-the-blank type of survey to a certain select group of people, and no telling what kind of answers you are going to get. Nevermind the resources it will take for someone to have to read and make sense of whatever bullshit is returned. Much simpler to travel the…

Q: Do you think aliens build planet-sized structures?

A: Yes/No (circle only one)

I know aliens have built a shitload of planet-sized structures here in the USA, but I digress.

“They think that something like a swarm of colliding comets around the star could make the most sense.”

Comet Swarms. Must be mating season around KIC 8462852. K…inertially, I’m gonna leave e-motion out of this, but if I had to guess how many comets are in this swarm, I C 2,582,648.

“But the star’s behavior continues to be very unusual to the point that most potential explanations can’t really be ruled out, including some very industrious aliens.”

Out ruling…on Earth/Terra? That’s how we role. Ruling by ruling out. We roll there and role there and roll there.

“There have already been some efforts to check KIC 8462852 for alien signals that could come from an intelligent civilization, and that search has returned nothing so far.”

Nothing…so…far. I dunno bout choo, but a star “located some 1,400 light-years away” sounds pretty far to me. I mean hell’s bells…and don’t wanna sound bitter here…but I don’t have the means to travel 14 miles to a job in an acceptable time frame in a reliable and affordable mode of transportation. BUT! I do have the ability to traverse 1,400 light years via The Internet so I can ponder what other life might be doing with their time elsewhere in The Universe…so…there’s that.

^Björk ‘Notget VR’^

One final story I’ll reference regarding the above bullshit…

Leading Space Entrepreneur Thinks Aliens Are Visiting Earth

I’ll reference the last line in the article, and catch you on the flipside…

“Hopefully, Mr Bigelow’s views will not hamper any of his company’s efforts in these areas.”

Yep…gotta survey these human types so we can single them out and shitcan em’. Can’t successful people thinking unpopular shit. Leave the crazy to the unsuccessful, that way, it’s easier to banish the successful who get out of line, and send them back to the social ghetto.

I guess honesty isn’t such a popular trait to possess afterall, eh?

^Telex – Moskow Diskow (1979)^

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That’ll get us to a joke that just sprung to mind…

At a weekly church meeting, “The Call To Invitation” portion of the service came round, and a man stepped forward to publically confess his sins…

Pastor: TELL IT LIKE IT IS BROTHER!!!

Sinner: I have drunk strong drink

Pastor: TELL US ANOTHER BROTHER!!!

Sinner: I have cheated on my taxes.

Pastor: TELL US ANOTHER BROTHER!!!

Sinner: I have coveted my neighbor’s property and have been envious of their successes.

Pastor: TELL US ANOTHER BROTHER!!!

Sinner: I have done many things that I am ashamed of.

Pastor: TELL US ANOTHER BROTHER!!!

Sinner: Just last night, I had sex with a goat.

Pastor: I DON’T BELIEVE I WOULDA TOLD THAT ONE BROTHER!!!

^Laser – Laser (1981)^

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It is flat?
Is it round?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Are you lost?
Are you found?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Are you insane?
Are you sound?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Is it mountain?
Is it mound?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Is it quiet?
Is it sound?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Is it dollar?
Is it pound?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Is it dollars?
Is it pounds?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

Is he saint?
Is he clown?
Irrespective, it’s the argument that will bring it all down.
/me shrugs

^Vicious Pink – 8.15 To Nowhere, original version HD^

When “he” becomes “it”….”it” becomes “shit.”

Where is your personal emphasis regarding the above?

It?

Sh?

He?

She?

I?

Not that I really care about your personal emphasis…just…food for thought or something.

^Flight of the Bumblebee (all open strings)^

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It’s already Friday @ 11:20, been up since 05:30 this morning after going to bed @ 02:00, and I guess it’s time to move on to the weekend. Not been sleeping well at all the last coupla weeks. Not eating much either. But I’m a fatass so…could prolly stand to lose a few…hundred pounds or tons or so. Been dreaming almost constantly when I sleep. Prolly why I’m not sleeping much. I wonder how much sleep we can stand to lose? I guess it depends on what it’s over?

Meh…have a good weekend.

^Foetus Art Terrorism – A Calamity Crush^

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cYa | cFa

^Scraping Foetus Off The Wheel – Descent Into The Inferno (with lyrics)^

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I hope you enjoyed this shambolic missive, Dear Reader. I started formatting last evening but decided to wait until today before finishing this bit at the end and posting. This morning, Thoughtful Man and I have been in the garden, mowing the grass…

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*Hard work, Clicky, but infinitely preferable to mowing down people…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Splitting Apols (2)

Following on from yesterday, Dear Reader…

*Don’t mind me saying, Clicky, butt sumtimes… you’re kinda fucking weird…*

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Distracted…I get it.

😛

Part and Particle…I get it.

^The Jacksons – Can You Feel It (Official Music Video HD)^

Got to have a damn good conversation right in the big middle of writing this.

As a result…my brain is siting on empty. Or, emptier. More emptier?

Meh.

Welp…at least we can assume that thicker/better armor = bigger/better bullets.

^Bulletproof Glass vs 60,000 PSI Waterjet^

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Gonna have to summon a story here.

A story from “A Veiled Gazelle: Seeing How To See” by Idries Shah.

The story is called “Four Friends”

If you wanna read it…

If you wanna listen to it…

Anyway…long story short, a Sufi moves to a city to open a school. There are three people in this city who are familiar with this Sufi and his work, they all three desire to be students of this Sufi, and the Sufi employs/enlists all three under the auspices of…

My Critic

My Defender

My Employer

The first two are odd enough, but make sense, when you see and understand the the intentions of the Sufi. However, employing someone to be your employer? That’s kind of a weird thought, eh? Anyway…thinking about this story in terms of today’s world and atmosphere and using the vernacular of this time, the Sufi seems like he’s setting up…a conspiracy…eh?

Or is he a teacher who needs to learn in order to teach those that wish to learn? I mean, how else do you learn to teach? Yep…gotta learn how to learn. So invasive, these students are 😛

^deadmau5 – Hyperlandia^

How we apply what we learn seems to be the place where things perpetuate themselves and their eternal via change. Ironic, eh? But not really. I mean…when you learned whatever you learned, there was prolly a change there, yeah? Why would you not expect whatever you learned to change even more when and where you apply it?

And so…percentages suddenly become our friends. But if you really want to jump that train, you’ve got to wrap your head around the concept of gaps and gapping. Some can be bridged, some not. You can do a quick scan back through your own time and get a good bead on what these are rather rapidly. Failed and successful relationships of all kinds in there prolly. Assuming you have been afforded the opportunity that is. Can’t learn much as a corpse in a box.

That said, some gaps cannot nor will not ever be filled. You can prolly relate to this concept as well via the past. But in the percentages model, it always seems to be the one that you think you have a bead on, that causes you to focus on the other end thinking that it can be tamed as well.

EX: 99.9% – 100%. It makes the assumption that you have already correctly calculated the gap to zero(0) on the other end.

The thinking that I’ve been doing lately has me to thinking that neither gap on either end can be accurately calculated. Not in the way and ways it’s being attempted anyway. Lotta folding there that is going twist and create a simultaneousness that suddenly makes discernment as to which end you are at impossible.

Continuing to assume that you remain on the end in which you started is only going to further complicate this confusion. Primarily because, things will begin to simultaneously move so fast and so slow at the same time, that you can no longer discern what is moving and what is not moving.

^The Plimsouls – A Million Miles Away^

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Song of Solomon 3 (ESV)

Song of Solomon 3 (KJV)

Lotta differences in those two versions of the same passage. And speaking of passage and passages, a lot time has transpired and transacted during the passage of time between writings of those two versions.

Are we looking for:

A: similarities?

B: Sameness?

C: Differences?

D: All of the above?

E: All of the above above?

That’s just my thinking tho.

Meh.

Anything that we forgo, tends to create a gap.

Almost sounds like a cog turning about a wheel, that is entangled with the cog and cogs of another wheel, eh?

^The Smiths – These things take time^

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It’s now Wednesday May 31. I started writing this yesterday, but a conversation I had via Twitter kinda drained me, which resulted in me ranting over at Merovee in order to make sense of…fuck it….whatever….I gots no answers.

Yeah…

Someone made an interesting observation on Twitter about a scientist that appears to be “crossing the streams”…if you will. I tried to go to the story, but got the message above.

"The College Fix" ain't working. lolz

Anyway…yeah…it appears that rigidity is rigid. Especially in the application thereof. Or lack of. To think that physical laws do not apply to the physical objects that they describe seems kinda…weird. Prolly why I operate under the assumption that:

A) any scientific law is equally applicable across the board outside of it’s own definitions, and

B) calling anything “law” is foolhardy in and of itself. Including the temporary states of matter is pointless without simultaneously excluding them.

Yeah…both. Forever and always, in all things, both. It’s going to work itself out as to which is contextually applicable at the time of observation.

Freedom knows nor understands no concept such as itself without bondage. Maybe it's time that "Newtonian" is freed from science's shackles.

— Cade FON Apollyon (@CadeFonApollyon) May 31, 2017

But to think that this case will ALWAYS be the case, is neglecting the time and times that allowed you to make the observation in the first place. A lack of understanding of time and times as they behave and operate over time. Yes…it’s quite pesky…this little paradigm of paradox that I submit is equally solvable and unsolvable. 😉

I found a different copy of the story BTW.

Have fun.

^Bow Wow Wow – Do You Wanna Hold Me [HD]^

Did you know that if your spelling is so bad, yet you transpose letters in just the right word, at just the right time, you can sometimes stumble across gems?

"submit"

becomes

"sumbit"

I must be thinking about time as it does not relate to the time that I am trying to write about that thought in.

All kinds of mistakes and snafus that wind up teaching us stuff.

^Goldfrapp – Anymore (Official Video)^

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I’m not gonna jump on the “I’ve Been Saying This All Along” bandwagon, primarily because I haven’t been saying this all along. I’ve thought about it quite a bit. I’ve espoused it quite a bit in my own personal life. But you don’t know me do you? How could you know me? I don’t expect you to know me. I’m just a fan in the stands cheering you stupid fucks on. Yeah…both teams. Any team. I don’t care what team you are on nor what you are trying to accomplish…I’m cheering you on. Unless I’m not.

If you weren’t chasing your dreams, our paths would never have crossed…right? Ever stopped to consider the possibility that someone exists for the sole purpose of helping others chase and achieve their dreams? That someone could have a dream, and that dream is to help others dream? We all do that from time to time. Mine is just a little more focused in that area. It helps the sting of “those who can’t do, teach” not burn quite so bad.

^Martin Roth – An Analog Guy In A Digital World^

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I guess this is a short week for those in the civilized and industrial worlds.

I don't work...so every day is Halloween for me.

I noticed in my recent travels that someone pulled this one out of the hat for some odd reason. Prolly all of the AI and robots talk as of late.

I have no interest in the subject of robotics, which is why I neither write nor talk about it.

I have an inlaw that owns a rather successful robotics company tho.

Success…it’s all around us.

Q: Now what?

A: ???

^Röyksopp- Alpha male Wolves clip^

What does having successful relatives have to do with me?

Nothing.

I mean…kinda it does…but not really.

As a matter of fact, it has the effect of compounding the nothingness that I already am.

“Less Than Less Than”…in a comparative contextual kinda way.

Sounds accurate.

/shrug

^The Speakeasy Three – When I Get Low, I Get High – ( Official Video )^

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NOW GO THE FUCK AWAY!!!

I'm thinking about doing that myself.

^the smiths, death of a disco dancer, buik remasters^

X: Where ya gonna go?

Cade: …

X: Sounds risky.

Cade: …

X: You sure you wanna travel this path?

Cade: …

B: Allow me here if I may…maybe a course change is order Captain.

Cade: …

T: I have some thoughts.

Cade: 🙂

X: Broken and melty like an ice-cube fired out of a bazooka towards the sun in the Northern Hemisphere during the month of July.

Cade: Sounds…accurate.

Z: I’m all about accuracy sometimes.

Cade: lolz…sometimes?

Z: 😉

0: No comment.

Cade: rofl…no pointers to be considered there, eh?

0: None.

Cade: OMG! That’s quite enough references to absurdity.

0: I’m done.

Cade: This is like shooting fish in a barrel.

C: Why would someone shoot fish in a barrel?

Cade: I dunno. How big is the barrel? Can’t you see?

C: Har har.

X: Are you going to invoke size? Or quantity?

Cade: Aren’t they the same?

0: We need a bigger barrel.

Cade: Bigger barrel for bigger fish is indicative of need for a bigger gun.

T: May I suggest…Howitzers?

Cade: Jesus fucking CHRIST!!! What kind of fish are we talking here, and can our lumber industry/industries support such an endeavor?

X: Always a bigger fish.

Cade: I fucking KNEW you were gonna say that!!!

X: 😉

Cade: My comment on Twitter regarding relativity and change was meant to invoke more of a quantity of speed than distance.

X: Why is that?

Cade: Prolly because there was a weird link to something that Roob said in a conversation yesterday.

Z: And what was that, which Roob said, in a conversation, yesterday.

Cade: I can’t remember what she said smartass.

X: …

Cade: She posted a link to a picture of cookies that were shaped like a penguin and a groundhog.

Z: And what did we deduce from that?

Cade: I wound up cruising The LoL’s December archive.

X: Lotta stuff there, eh?

Cade: Yeah. We’ve covered some ground.

X: But…

Cade: It was what was missing.

A: Which is?

Cade: Roob’s writing. I think I’ve run all her readers off.

X: And…

Cade: It bothers me that her part of what we do together is prolly overlooked.

X: And…

Cade: I guess I can see what she does better.

Z: And why is that?

0: Yes…why is that?

Cade: Prolly because I know what I send her vs what she posts.

X: Makes a lot of changes, eh?

Cade: Almost never.

X: Which leads us to…

Cade: She changes a LOT.

T: That makes no sense.

X: Which will bring us to…

Cade: The empty spaces that holograms/templates create…before, during, and after.

X: All at the same time?

Cade: Technically…yeah. It depends on how you look at the time.

A: What about “the before time” portion of that?

Cade: In the context of now, that thought is simultaneously both peaceful and comforting and mind-bendingly scary.

Z: Why is that?

Cade: The thought of having to try and explain it to someone.

X: Explain what?

Cade: Um…time, before time as we know it, via where we know it, as a construct for time as we know it.

X: Yer back to that “prior to now” portion of Big Bang + Big Swirl = Now.

Cade: Vectors and vectoring.

X: Like shooting a bullet with a bullet.

Cade: Lotta symbolism everywhere as to things that were, that are again.

0: And not just from “The Evil Dead Movies” perspective?

Cade: It’s everywhere.

C: What about the symbolism itself?

Cade: Layers and layering. A lot of plans within the plan.

X: But you personally feel that “the planning” aspect is overlooked in the current context.

Cade: Hey…if you can’t get your head wrapped around the concept of “The Alpha And Omega” being a pointer to “the now”…join the fucking club. It’s a difficult concept to ponder.

Z: From which end?

Cade: Yes.

A: Exactly what I was thinking.

Cade: The absent nature of applicability is…erm…unpopular.

X: Ironic.

Cade: Indeed.

0: Indeed, you say? Not gonna read into that one.

Cade: Can’t help but read into it, that doesn’t mean that I have to entertain it.

T: And why would you not want to?

Cade: No idea who is reading this. I only know who has to edit it. 😐

X: She made a reference to Internet Filtering didn’t she?

Cade: Something like that.

X: Care to elaborate?

Cade: OK…take the user name of the following video for example.

Z: Which is what?

Cade: MrOmar Osama

X: And that is related to Mr. Jarred Harris, how?

Cade: Associations.

0: Ironic.

Cade: Very.

X: Associations of what type and types via what sorts of typing methods?

Cade: Negative via Positive/Negative that leads to Negative.

X: I thought that tenets, tomes and edifices were something on which to be clung?

Cade: For how long?

X: Kinda…”leaves people out” don’t it?

Cade: Just a little.

X: Hmmmm….

^Benny Benassi ft. Channing – Come fly away (DJ Winn remix)^

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cYa | cFa

^Shemian – Happy Swingin` (Radio Edit)^

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*/rolls eyes… Definitely weird…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Splitting Apols! (1)

We have a new missive from The Okie Devil for you now, Dear Reader. I’ve split it into two postings because…

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*Well yes, Clicky, I can…*

On a synchromystic side note, I see Deadmau5 has released a new tune today… And just a couple of days after this…

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Apple Computers has announced that it is introducing their latest offering in the Quantum Computing market. Unlike ordinary computers, users can now immerse themselves in the total experience of the virtual world while IRL in the real world.

The computers are called Everything Depends, or ED, and is sure to be a hit with fans who are already lining up in large numbers to be the first kid on their block with one for the summer. The new offering even has a built in customer support interface, where users can attempt to fix any issues themselves and seek assistance from Apool’s customer support, both at the same time (pictured above).

Apull spokesperson Corine Burns-Towlpleez said,

“We are please to present this new offering at a time when the endless-upgrades market and its growth-based projections has all but dried up, and think that users will really be able to get into this new wave of directly interfacing with complete strangers who want to know every single detail about everything in order to better serve their and/or our needs.”

The timing of this “summer release” is not without its critics among Apol! users looking to jump into the sandwagon. Especially those in foreign markets that will have to wait for winter for it to be be summer. But computing behemoth states that it has intentionally scheduled their release so as to be able to be meet global production demands across the board. “Once users see how many floating-point operations this baby can do at the same time, they’re gonna want to dive right in with the rest of us. You be surfing The Web almost like actually surfing and surfing The Web at the same time,” said Apool Senior Engineer Lee Quid.

One Apull user amongst the many we randomly canvassed for a decent usable soundbyte summed it up perfectly for the ending of this segment…

“It’s Divine.”

^Jay De Lys – Moschino Boy (Original Mix)^

This is the kind of thing that I normally would not do/would not point out…but I’m gonna do just that for the reasons that I am. And even tho the chances of him ever reading this is just about nil, I’m going to go ahead and apologize to Jarred Harris right here.

I watched Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows 5x over the long weekend. And during one of those viewings, I noticed that Jarred Harris, who plays Moriarty in the film, appears to have an “M” in his forehead/just above and between the eyes. So…dude…why would you “point out something that you normally wouldn’t point out?” Welp…let’s start with why I normally wouldn’t, seeing as how I already have pointed out what I wouldn’t have normally pointed out (The “M” reference).

Jarred Harris is a real person. He is who he is. And like most people, some things he can change, and some he cannot. That said, I’m a fan of Guy Ritchie and his films, and know a little bit about him and his methods and messages via his films. I have done some reading about the only film of his that I have not seen…”Revolver”. So, seeing the importance and prominence of the letter “M” within the film itself, I cannot help but wonder if Ritchie didn’t catch this “synchronistic irony” during the casting process.

I don’t watch much “making of” clips these days, but there were three shorts on the production process of Game of Shadows on the DVD. Interestingly enough, there was a clip where they were talking to Ritchie about the casting process for the Moriarty character, and the difficulties they encountered in finding and selecting one. Ritchie stumbled around a bit during the interview as to their choosing of Jarred Harris and why they chose him, but I cannot help but wonder if Ritchie, and prolly others, didn’t notice the same thing (up to, and including, Harris himself).

^An artist measures her face inch-by-inch. 3 weeks later, it’s a stunning masterpiece.^

Gotta keep in mind that filmmakers are very observant people. Hell….people who aren’t filmmakers are very observant people…but I digress.

With that in mind, there seems to be nagging question of “do you find synchronicity/synchronicities, or do they find you?”

A: Yes

Anyway, it seems to me that when you leave one or the other out in either situation, you are leaving yourself out, even if you are including yourself in. But even the previous sentence/thought is contradictory and laced with ironies. So the thought is prolly gonna be “why me?”

I dunno.

/me shrugs

“Sense” seems to be made when it is made, and not prior to that point. Some of those focuses and focusing operate in different times at different speeds that are sometimes perceptible as such to the observer(s) and participant(s). Gotta keep in mind tho that time is a flow of times within the flow of time. Maybe that will help you better deal with the concept of “speed” contextually when it slows and/or accelerates.

In our time and times as of 2017, it seems that time speeds up and slows down damn near simultaneously all the time thanks to our gadgetry and gizmos. But I think that our comfort level with these things is not quite what we tell ourselves that it is.

EX: When shit gets all kinds of sideways in your life, and shit is flying at you as if you were in the middle of a tornado traversing a used-toilet store…stop for a second and think about where you are. Where you really are.

Now…think about someone who you do not know, but you know where they might be. Say…some sparsely populated South Pacific island perhaps. Now think about their life and what they are doing at that very moment. What they might be doing now.

Is the sun up where they are?

Is it Winter or Summer where they are?

Or Spring?

Or Fall?

Do they even have “Fall” in the South Pacific?

Are they asleep?

Awake?

Eating dinner?

Eating breakfast?

Getting freaky in hula-skirts?

See how easy that is?

^Yello – The Expert (Full High Definition Video) Najlepsza Jakość ! Czysty głos!^

Not so easy you say? Now you wanna be anywhere in the world except where you currently are? Welp, that weren’t the point of dis exercise, but it’s OK to feel however you feel. That said, don’t try and put yourself in their environment outside of trying to empathize with their current plight as it relates to yours, and when. Cause like…if you are at work now, and all you can think about currently is getting home so you can dressed up, go out, get drunk, and hopefully get laid…you’ll be doing that soon enough…if you get lucky anyway. 😉

But yeah, it’s about trying to put yourself in more of a helper role. Don’t keep singling yourself out because of your own plight and current dissatisfaction with it….it’s limiting. Leave yourself where you are, but also try and imagine yourself where they are, but at their side trying to assist them in any endeavors they are trying to accomplish. Almost like rooting on a complete stranger from a distance. Everyone needs fans. Even me. I need some case fans for my computer. Actually, I already have them…just need to get off my fat ass and install them.

^dEpEchE modE- Just Can’t Get Enough (Schizo Mix)^

I can prolly comment on just about anything and everything. But the comment that most have trouble dealing with? Yeah…not having one. Or, just choosing not to espouse it/not making a comment. I mean, isn’t that comment enough sometimes? Not that I need any motivation or encouragement to run my mouth incessantly.

Lolz

^Daft Punk – Around The World^

I relayed what might be considered a rather bold statement to someone recently, and this comment was in regard to the movie Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows…which I called “The Gone With The Wind for our generation.”

*/cough...*

Cade opines about Games of Shadows to Roob

A quip like that is prolly gonna cause some guffaws, but this movie is fucking HUGE! It addresses our own Civil War and Civil Wars, and does so via another time whose effects are still rippling via and through our own time. Commercialism is gonna be a popular word to associate with that thought. Especially as it applies to the commercialization of government. And I’m not talking about private business incorporated with government by assuming the functions of government under whatever auspices and context they assume them under…I’m talking about advertising.

Yep, advertising government and its very existence, via all kinds of mediums using all kinds of methods, up to, and including, the unkind kind. Hell, Twitter would prolly have to close-up shop if people weren’t yelling at each other over whatever bullshit “latest development” they are yelling about. And not that I mind this yelling per se. But I really don’t give a shit how much a jacket that the First Lady Melania Trump is wearing cost. It’s hers. She bought it. Who cares? If you have $200 set aside to spend on a jacket, are you gonna buy a $20 jacket and donate the rest of the money to UNICEF? I doubt it. So what’s the big fucking deal?

Welp…government and advertising. Not that I am recommending subversion. But if you don’t stop to consider how cool it is to have the opportunity of having the honor of “being blocked on Twitter by The President of The United States”…and then going on to bitch about this publicly using the same medium?

Yeah…interesting times. I used to have to write letters if I wanted to talk to The President. It took months and sometimes years to get a response, assuming you got one at all.

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

Yep…a lot of cool themes addressed in this movie. Not saying that the bad stuff addressed is cool. But the manner in which these issues are addressed…is cool. Some might say that this layering would be “Hollywood’s” overt attempt at subversion in indoctrinating our children.

/me rolls eyes

Got news for ya pal and pal-ettes, we are motherfucking STEEPED in currency with respect to our situation(s)…meaning we are current and up to date on the conditions of the pool in the deep end. And much like the earthquake pool at the top, “the deep end” depends on your time-based perspective in a changing environment, as sometimes…under the right circumstances…the shallow end can become the deep end real fucking quick.

Everything Depends on context.

Intent.

Intentions.

Will.

What “will” you do?

What was your reason for?

When?

Before?

Or after?

Did anything change?

When?

According to whom?

^Goldfrapp – Systemagic (Official Video)^

I’m just guessing here, but it seems to me that the personal computer may be replacing the silver screen and television with respect to channeling fear(s). Or maybe just augmenting it. Prolly much the way that movies replaced and then augmented stage/live theatre, and television later replaced and then augmented movies. So I can understand the prevalence of invasiveness. But there’s nothing written that says you must own a computer and/or television. And you prolly also make your own decisions as whether or not you attend theatres of any kind.

Thinking in this vein, it’s almost like a reverse “getting shit for free” angle with respect to privacy and data harvesting. One of the prevailing notions is that of obtaining free energy. Welp, it seems to me that we’ve been obtaining free energy for the entire written record of recorded history. Just…someone somewhere along the line found a whole shitload of it, had more than they could ever use, and started selling it to others so that they didn’t have to do the work themselves when in need of energy in that form.

If you’ve never seen the documentary called “I AM” by filmmaker Tom Shadyac, he addresses this same concept/principle. But you have to keep some contexts in mind when thinking about wealth distribution. Primarily the thought that the wealth has already been distributed, it’s all in what we do with it from there. We already have everything there is…now we just gotta decide what to do with it.

Yeah…no really much to think about there. I don’t have jack shit cept for what I do, and I’m not sure what I else I really need other than those things that I do need. There’s a few things that I want as well, but I have no idea how to get them…so I must not need them.

/shrug

It’s a good flick. Hell, a great flick. But then again, I’ve traveled a path that is similar in many ways to that of the filmmaker, so I would prolly be expected to like the film. irrespective, definitely worth a watch.

^I Am | trailer US (2011)^

The trailer above stresses the following…

Q: What is wrong with the world, and what can we do about it?

I have a question my very own self…

Q: What if there is nothing wrong with the world?

A: Kinda works its own self out, eh?

Not trying to spoil the flick, but I recall the filmmaker finding a similar answer during the course of his journey via a question that he might not have even thought to ask.

If you look for something…you will find it.

^deadmau5 – Errors in my head^

Last night, I wrote a crazy-assed story that you may or may not have read by now. It was inspired simply by scrolling through some tweets on Twitter, and noticing one about the final game being played later that evening for The Stanley Cup Finals. The person who Tweeted it was saying something to the effect of “Go Pens” or something like that, which I found strange seeing as how this person appears to live in Texas somewhere. Not that we are still strangers to ice hockey here in Texas, nor that everyone in Texas who follows professional hockey should be a Stars fan because they are the only pro team in the entire state, but it did get me to thinking.

The first thing that I thought about was Conference Loyalty. It’s very prevalent in professional football between the AFC and NFC, but I don’t know enough about professional hockey in The US to even know if they have divisions. Checked the NHL website, and they do indeed have divisions/conferences…cleverly enough…Eastern and Western. Dallas is in the Western, and Pittsburg in the Eastern, so I guess it could be that if they hate the Dallas Stars. But prolly just a Pittsburgh Penguins fan.

But anyway…yeah…that’s the kind of crap I started thinking about, and then I started thinking about the nuttiness of professional sports, then I started thinking about the nuttiness of professional sports fans…so…I got as nutty as possible with the story. “Extreme Sports” are not really necessary for there to be extreme circumstances within a sport. But if you expect everything within a certain realm to stay exactly as it is via as it was in order to better order and manage, while at the same time that you also expect growth? Maybe you are asking too much.

Suggestion: Indestructible Immortal Robots...it's the only way to be sure.

^Raven – On And On 1985^

I wonder how you would like…check up on your Indestructible Immortal Robot to see how it’s coming along? I’ve mentioned before, that without a hell of an extended warranty plan, and one bad-assed customer support team? Yeah…you could leave a thinking hunk of metal stranded somewhere for a long-assed time if something breaks. It’d prolly be pretty fucking pissed-off when you finally somehow showed up to check on them.

Just sayin.

^Nitzer Ebb – Never Known^

Thinking like that tho is prolly why I think the concept of “The Three Laws of Robotics” will fail. Especially as it relates to the individual laws themselves and their linear nature/linear looping nature that completely omits the whole of the concept itself. Very…erm…dictatorial. Needs more choice. Even if that choice is not to implement these “laws” at all. Governance is not about assurance.

In my mind, it’s more about assurances and assuring. It allows things to develop. Less singular in a more singular way. Flowy. Fuzzy. Which in and of themselves are quite rigid in their flowy fuzzy flow. Dunno…I gots no answers, and no one is asking anything anyway…so…yeah or something.

^Meshuggah on Shovel^

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Doo come back and check out Part 2…

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Missive From ‘Merica: Tales of Tooth

Social media has gone mad for a picture of a hare with a cigarette in its mouth taken at Dublin Airport on Sunday.

Dear Reader, I saw the photo of the smoking leporid on Twitter this morning…

In things I never expect, a hare with a cigarette in its mouth just ran past me @DublinAirport! Duty free? #cigharette #nothingtodeclhare pic.twitter.com/LqvHwX131T

— Louise Acheson (@ach0) May 28, 2017

… However, all is not what it seems…

But Dublin Airport have revealed the truth about the animal – it actually has an overgrown tooth.

They said: “Sorry to spoil all the online jokes, but don’t think that hare has a cigarette in its mouth. It’s more likely an overgrown tooth.”

… I got a missive this morning from Cade about a missing tooth…

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Maybe it's time we discussed my missing tooth...

I had been a professional hockey player for most my career until I retired at the end of it. I was the top scoring goalie of all time, averaging an average of 16 touchdowns per game on average. Our team was on our way to our third consecutive NASCAR Winston Cup Championship, and if we could win this final game, we’d achieve it. However, we were playing our old nemisiseses on their own turf, which was actually ice and not turf, but whatever.

Their lead-defenseman was somehow this old goalie’s personal nemesis, but only because I played more offense than defense, and it pissed this guy off no end that a goalie was scoring all the goals and setting all the records. As a matter of fact, the only scoring record that I didn’t hold was scoring on myself, which they don’t have a record for. Interesting footnote here…the league considered creating such a category to make things a little more fair for anyone playing us, but never did.

The day finally arrived. It was raining heavily just prior to the game start, and there was concern as to how it would affect our performance as a team. There was even discussion amongst the league officials as to whether the game should even be played at all or postponed until the weather cleared. But once we got indoors and inside the arena, those fears faded. The game…was on.

The game had been going on since the starter shot a hole in the green flag with a flare gun. Tt was a massacre. We had scored so many touchdowns in the first 3 first-halves of play, that the officials stopped keeping score. This angered our nemisiseses, who had not scored a point all night because they felt like they were being taunted by the “999” on the three-numbered scoreboard. But that’s as high as it went…so contact the manufacturer’s customer service in the off-season.

There were only 7 more quarters or so left to play and we were winning. As they were no longer keeping score I just hovered by the beer cart near the net at my end. My nemesis couldn’t get at me at this end. Besides I was getting pretty fucking drunk by that point anyway, and the last thing we need in a hockey game is a rugby scrum. Little did I know that’s exactly what we were about to get.

I had been averaging over 17 minutes of play-time per quarter during the game, which is weird because there are only 15 minutes in a quarter. Now that the game was all but wrapped up, I was averaging 18 beers per quarter, which is pretty cheap.

Anyway…their main forward spun out in turn two, hit the retaining wall at full-speed, but was able to hit the eject button in time and was now dangling from his parachute in the rafters. This meant he was out for the remainder of the game when they could safely drag the ladders out onto the ice to retrieve him.

As a result, their team called for “the double-substitution”. This allowed them to switch a defenseman to offense (if they are doing so badly that this is really the only option they have left), but since they called the double-sub, this meant that the player’s stick has suddenly become defective and/or unusable. If there is no suitable replacement equipment available, he can use whatever is handy to replace it with.

Had I known that there was a rugby tournament in the arena the night before, what happened next probably wouldn’t have been so confusing to me. One of the rugby players had apparently left some of equipment from the night before in our nemisiseses’ pit stalls, and so…he came at me with a cricket bat.

I mean…the guy didn’t even have the puck. He just came at me, full speed, with that big ass bat’s business end pointed right at me. I was already so drunk that I assumed it was some sort of trick play. Plus, I had almost half a beer left, so it took me a moment to decide whether to set the cup down and finish it later, or if I had time to slam it back and throw the cup at him before he got to me.

I opted for the latter, and don’t remember much after that. I hear there’s a video of it on YouTube tho. I dunno. I haven’t re-watched it in a long time.

Anyway, I lost a tooth in the process.

(Story inspired by someone tweeting something about Hockey on Twitter)

cYa | cFa

^Gnarls Barkley – Crazy^

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*Any luck finding that video on YouTube, Clicky?*

*Aw never mind… /pats snout…*

Now, Cade and the hockey fan, Kitty, both live in Texas and today there was another story about a kerfuffle in Texas with ICE…

Texas Democrat Threatens To Kill Republican On Legislative Floor After He Called ICE On Protesting Illegal Immigrants.

*Goodbye? Already? What no Song, Clicky?*

Missive From ‘Merica: The Experiment (Part 3)

The time is now 20.37 on Sunday 28th May 2017. Housework’s dun, cooking’s dun, Parts 1 and 2 are dun… Hears Part 3…

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So you are prolly wondering what in the fuck a $5.00 pot of beans on a stovetop has to do with some multi-billion dollar particle accelerator…and…um…lolz…um…mine was cheaper?

lolz

I guess in Relativistic terms…yeah…they prolly cost about the same amount.

Meh...who cares.

^Peanut Butter Jelly Time with Lyrics!!!^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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Just wondering how you can quantify one thing without taking others into consideration that are equally important in the facilitation of whatever action you are quantifying. You’ve already qualified it, now you are quantifying it, then…what? Aggregating the two?

Qualified + Quantified = Quantiqualified? Or Qualiquantified?

Or Quantiqualaqualaquantified?

Q4ified?

Sounds...timey, with a dimensional aspect or 3.

^Zlad! – Elektronik Supersonik HD BEST QUALITY Remastered Sound^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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Cade: Anything?
X: Nope.
Cade: K cool. Have a great weekend.
X: I ain’t going anywhere.
Cade: Me either.
X: 😐
Cade: lolz
X: …

^Hybrid – If I Survive^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Roob: Me either-either.

Clicky:

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X: I’m gonna take that back…I do have something.
Cade: Do tell.
X: If I asked you a question…would you answer it?
Cade: I just did.
X: OK…so in theory, we have established a base of trust since you answered and answered honestly.
Cade: Fair enough.
X: What do you hope to achieve from all this?
Cade: As Roob so succinctly pointed out recently…it’s free.
X: Does that absolve you of responsibility?
Cade: Yeah right.
X: There was an allusion to this in that “Watchmen” movie you rewatched recently.
Cade: You are referring to the line “Free is just another word for Socialist.”
X: That’s the one.
Cade: But isn’t that politics? Will and wills operating in realms that they are either uncertain of, or uncertain about?
Z: Keep going…
Cade: So…we fall back on our tenets in the face of change.
X: Fall back?
Cade: Contextually, that would be the preferred nomenclature.
Z: Why is that?
Cade: I assume because free is scary in a number of ways. And “falling-back” requires the freedom to do so, the space to do so, and the area to fall back to. So…a strategic retreat.
X: Strings?
Cade: Sure. But we never stop to consider that “if an apple falls out of the sky when we hunger/are hungry” a need was met.
X: Fair enough.
Cade: Sorry, but there are certain futures that I can handle and certain futures that I cannot.
A: Care to be specific?
Cade: It’s easy to imagine the entire world and everything and everyone in flames. It is difficult to imagine my personal life in flames while the rest of the world spins on unaffected.
X: And yet…
Cade: Both are easy for me to imagine. The latter, in the above example, being the easiest to imagine.
0: Wait a moment here…you just contradicted yourself.
Cade: Not really…because I have no frame of reference with respect to both in one or the other context, when there are really 4 scenarios there…not two.
X: But when you boil it down?
Cade: Only one.
X: And which one is that?
Cade: Mine.
Z: In all contexts?
Cade: Something like that. What other frame of reference do I have?
X: Ooohhh…what ones do you have indeed.
Cade: Only the ones I care to entertain.
Z: And what about all the ones we throw at you that you don’t want to entertain?
Cade: I entertain them on their own merits as best I can. (Preferably, the less the better)
X: Kinda difficult operating in territory you are familiar with and comfortable with, eh?
Cade: Yep. A very comfortable discomfort.
X: …

You came loaded for bear to a fight with Godzilla. Yep…a strategic retreat might be in order, but that doesn’t change your intent nor intentions does it? Because you are gonna return with a bigger goddamn gun. Assuming that the strategic retreat itself works out.

If you want "free"...this is what it costs.

^The Music Of The Little Rascals^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

At the End of the Day, three things you don't think about every day https://t.co/GdGOM9Zvey via @therealslog pic.twitter.com/lkVlGbvfOn

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) May 28, 2017

Footnote: ET wouldn’t turn up like that because physical travel to another world in one lifetime is impossible. E=MC² dictates this reality, but its author Albrecht Einstein believed there was some kind of magnetism-related dimension able to overcome the illusion of separation and distance. As Einstein has yet to be proved wrong about anything, I’ve no desire to argue with the bloke dead or alive.

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I’ve thought about this certain concept all week, but I figured I would spring something on Roob without her knowledge. I mean…this is supposed to be fun, and she ain’t been writing much, so let’s see how big of an asshole this makes me.

^Wax Trax (Black Box Vol.1) [16]. Ajax – Mind The Gap^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Cade and Roob convo Sunday night

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Been some damn interesting goings on this week.

Kindof a weird observation to make, considering I don’t read/watch/keep up with the news.

Meh…I trust the people that give me my news secondhand. Or thirdhand. Or whateverhand. News is a filtering process of information anyway. God knows how many people this “news” has been through already by the time it hits the headlines. And depending on where you get your news, god only knows how many headlines this headline went through to aggregate their own. Prolly why these news sources are getting so fucking “grabby” with respect to information. Data, and loads of it. Completely devoid of context outside of a singular event that somehow negotiated its way onto your radar. As if there is some hidden something there that will provide some hidden insight into why your personal radar operates the way it does.

WOAH!!! Hit ya with a twist there, eh? Since when is this story about YOU?!?!?!?

Welp…

Q: When did you get involved with it?

A: I bet we can now gather all kinds of data and information about you, and bang out a nice psychological profile that details why you like what you like and do what you do.

Not that it’ll be right or anything.

But close enough is good enough…right?

^Azax – Magick (Official Video)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Nothing

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K…well…it’s now 11:22 AM…and I guess I’ll spellcheck this and send it over.

Let's see how this goes.

^Nitzer ebb – Hearts And Minds (Mix Hypersonic)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

*Clicky! That won’t play for me… /pouts… Can you go get me a version that will… /bats eyelashes… Please?*

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cYa | cFa

^Devo – Uncontrollable Urge – From Urgh! A Music War HQ^

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Well, there you are Dear Reader… and here I am, and over there somewhere… /pointlessly points… is Cade. The time is 23:11 on Sunday 28th May 2017 and I hope your day has been as much fun as mine has…

*Did you have fun too, Clicky? …/pats snout…*

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Missive From ‘Merica: The Experiment (Part 2)

Bean there? Dun that? Good. This hear is The Experiment Part 2…

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OK!!! So we have reached the specified point at which I stopped writing yesterday, and I’ve now picked up where I left off.

Q: Are we ready to talk about “steady-state(s)?”

A: ?¿?

Q: What about under the pretexts of “change” as it relates to “steady-state(s)?”

A: ¿?¿

That’s what I thought.

^Martin Gore – Featherlight [Kernfusion]^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Nothing

*/chortles… Oh Clicky!*

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So let’s think about “The Physical Laws”…k?

Now, let’s think about “Evolution”…k?

Now that we have those in mind, let’s think about “The Big Bang”…k?

Got all those?

Good.

So let’s think Carbon and Hydrogen, and lets add “Carbon Dating” in that thought pile…k?

Q: Where is change as it relates to The Universe outside of Science and its Scientific Processes?

A: !!!

Yeah…IT AIN’T FUCKING THERE!!!!!!!!!!! !!!! !

It’s devoid of save for your own creative processes that further define the original whatever that you saw. As a result, ain’t choo gettin sidetracked?

Yeah…commercialism is gonna be a biggie in a finite life like ours. And just because you are selling under the auspices of “for the future and future generations”…doesn’t mean “the future nor its own generations” are buying it. As a matter of fact, it seems to me that “the call from the future” would prolly be something more akin to…

“HEY!!! PAST!!! LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!!!”

I mean…our past left us the fuck alone…right?

So yeah…the process of change as it relates to changes, as it relates to changing.

^Duran Duran – Girls On Film [DMC Synthminx Remix]^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Here, Dear Reader, I would like to bring to your attention a instance of our Past of very much NOT leaving us the fuck alone… And it has to do with will…

Cade and Roob convo Friday night

That’s the experience of inhabitants of the Blue (Smoking) Universe…

The Secret World https://t.co/iED6Nz3LAI via @cfrankdavis pic.twitter.com/yeTgQ4YSce

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) May 28, 2017

*Anything more you want to add hear, Clicky?*

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I’m thinking about the movie “There Will Be Blood” with respect to “Infinite Anything” here…and the comment that the character Daniel Plainview made to his right-hand man Fletcher after their Sunday Ranch well comes in…

“What are you looking so miserable about? There’s a whole ocean of oil under our feet! No one can get at it except for me.”

So you find your infinite power source, you build your machines to harness it and distribute it…and irrespective of where you think I am going with this…you may or may not be right.

Weird how that works, eh?

Anyway…you got your machine that is going to last forever harnessing forever energy forever. Sounds kinda…”locked in”…eh?

What about the changes outside of this machine?

What about the changes inside of this machine?

Are you sucking?

Or blowing?

Or both?

Or neither?

When and where?

Are you sure that an Electron, is an Electron, is an Electron?

Always and forever?

Yes. I am suggesting that the conditions of the machine and within the machine that harnesses this whatever will actually potentially create a time-rift that is likely to be undetectable and non-discernible. So the question becomes, as time progresses normally outside of this rift, is the non-changing aspect of the machine and its energy/energies having additional unknowable types of affects on this time change?

We are most likely dealing with vacuums if we are talking about energy production/harnessing/creation. And even if we aren’t, we should be, because the transportation/redirection of energy itself is going to require, and vacuums of its own volition and of its own accord…so…yeah. Maybe this Vacuum of Space ain’t really what we think it is.

I still say that with enough speed, I can travel through space with no environmental suit nor supplemental Oxygen, and will be able to breathe just fine. Just gotta think vibration(s) and color(s) and adjust trajectory accordingly. Not that I am willing to test this theory as of yet. 😛

^Charlie Adshead – Havana (Dj Entwan Remix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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So thinking about it now…are you sure that you’ve not harnessed a single Electron in a loop, and that Electron is moving both so fast and so slow simultaneously, that it actually gives the appearance of countless numbers of Electrons? Moreover…are you sure that is actually an Electron that you’ve harnessed?

Yes, my thinking varies a little with respect to “Tempo Rare-E States of Matter” in that one particle may behave like a Proton here, and like an Electron there, but the particle in question is actually neither at any of these times. If you keep the paths and pathways that facilitate the observation of these particles and energies in mind? Yeah…I don’t think its such a stretch to think that a Neutrino may sometimes actually behave exactly like a Proton or Electron here and there. That’s what you are looking for right? A Proton or Electron?

So…if a Neutrino needed to transverse your pathway, irrespective of reason, how would this Neutrino achieve this? Mutation? Nah…too close to Fusion, eh? I mean…you’re simultaneously searching for “The Ghost in The Machine” right?

Q: What are you gonna do when you find it?

Q: What are you gonna do when it finds you?

Q: Who found who?

Q: Does it matter?

Yeah…I think there is a lot more to blank spaces than we like to think.

^AFXS – On (Kaiq Remix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Nothing

*Again? /snorks…*

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It seems that there are far too many shapes and states to limit and define particles in the way Science is attempting to do so. It prohibits change. Which means it prohibits changing. To me, that says that not only are you attempting to attain destruction? You are also attempting to ensure it. You are attempting to milk that whatever part and particle you are working with, and you are going to entrap it until it no longer exists. Or at least, as best as you can.

Good thing Nature doesn’t work this way, eh? Or at least, keeps the machinery and mechanics that do this within nature far from us. But even that is on a timeline, eh? And who knows where that begins? How it began, how it begins, how it ends, how it ended.

^Ahmet Mecnun – Smell Of Jasmine (Original Mix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

Nothing

*/titters…*

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Guess I’ll use Magnetism as my model for freezing time seeing as it is prolly the most active indicator that we have of time, we just haven’t figured out how to read it yet. Prolly because of our reliance on the clock and clocks as we’ve designed them. Which I find weird, since I can think of two times in recent history when time has been adjusted and/or corrected. That doesn’t bode well for Carbon Dating as far as I can tell.

But neither do I think that time is going to be some aggregate of sources of time, primarily because contextualizing context in the way that we do seems to have the effect of removing all context, save for the contextualization mechanism itself. Which is damn weird seeing as how you just put everyone on the same damn timeline that they were already on, and their timeline has absolutely fuckall to do with yours except when they cross.

I mean yeah, not always…but basically. I’m not ready for fields just yet, even tho I’m dancing all around them.

^David Aurel – Shut Up (Original Mix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

‘Shut Up’… Seems the perfect time to end Part 2 of The Experiment, Dear Reader…

… Besides, I’ve got some housework to do and the tea to make. Part 3 will follow later. The time is 17:56 on Whitsun Sunday 28th May 2017… Time for a Song…

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Missive From ‘Merica: The Experiment (Part 1)

Sumthing a little different today, Dear Reader. A missive from The Okie Devil butt… you’ll C…

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Happy Saturday Douchebags!!!

Happy Saturday Scumbags!!!

Happy Saturday Trashbags!!!

Happy Saturday Shitbags!!!

Happy Saturday Bagbags!!!

Happy Saturday *bags!!!

^deadmau5 - Strobe (Kozmodrum RePlay)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

*Oi! Stop laughing. This isn’t funny… /scans down… Fuck! He’s put these in throughout, Clicky… /:O… And it’s another nine pager…*

*Knot at all, Clicky… /sniffs… Well, we’ll see… Shall we? *

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I wrote most (meaning most all of what I wrote yesterday) of the shit below yesterday…

so some of this shit may appear to be out of synch…

and it is…

but not really…

no one is reading it anyway…so…meh.

It's 09:01 AM on Saturday 27 May 2017.

Just in case you were w(o/a)ndering.

^Depeche Mode – So Much Love (Neverdogs Bootleg)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

It now 11.02 on Sunday morning, Dear Reader, and I have just got up. I wrote something in this space last night but lost it because the updated WordPress editing function is supposed to save automatically… And IT FUCKING DOESN’T!!!

*Knot helping, Clicky… /grimace… It saved my first inclusion but for the rest? …/sigh… I’m gonna have to start all over again…*

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Made a big pot of beans yesterday at the request of whatshername since she sucks at it. Mainly because she wants to assemble ingredients, throw them together, then forget them until they are done. But beans require thoughtful attention for the first hour of cooking, and especially the first 30 minutes until the temperatures have stabilized somewhat. The second hour or so, you can check them about every 15 minutes or so, just to make sure that they are not sticking to the bottom of the pot, and freeing those beans that have begun to do so in order to keep them from burning.

^No Mana feat. Zashanell – Clear (REZZ Remix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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At one point yesterday, I had to turn the heat down quickly for a moment because some of the beans had begun to stick to the bottom, meaning that the greases and oils from the sausage had not began to release into the water in sufficient quantities as of yet to order mingle with the beans and

A) help them keep from sticking to anything, and

B) mingle their flavor with the beans.

But as I did this, I noticed a huge puff of steam arise from the water that was not yet boiling. In amazement, I turned the heat back to full…and the steam stopped. Turned the heat back down, the steam appeared again. It got me to thinking about transition(s) and stimuli from a point of perceived instability. I mean…that is the point of boiling water…right?

To create an instability?

However, I began thinking about the videos I’ve seen of throwing pans of boiling water into the air when the temperatures are at or near sub-zero, and how some of that water will turn to steam and some to ice. This got me to thinking about relationships.

Q: Is it possible, that Richard Bach’s postulation that “Like Seeks Like” is applicable here?

A: ...

I think it is.

^No Mana Strobe Remix^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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Course, ya gotta keep in mind that I operate under a paradoxical modus operandi of age and ages and aging. Meaning that I do not hold to the notion that all particles of the same type are the same. Or as I word it…Similar <> Same.

(Similar != Same if you are a pretentious uber-nerd)

Meaning, that as change changes within that pot of beans, stability is sought via similarness in a changing environment. Yes, I am suggesting that even in the most extreme of conditions, that stability is the name of the game, even when and where none appear to exist. Why? Simple…will.

^REZZ – Cryptic^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

In mathematics, stability theory addresses the stability of solutions of differential equations and of trajectories of dynamical systems under small perturbations of initial conditions. The heat equation, for example, is a stable partial differential equation because small perturbations of initial data lead to small variations in temperature at a later time as a result of the maximum principle. In partial differential equations one may measure the distances between functions using Lp norms or the sup norm, while in differential geometry one may measure the distance between spaces using the Gromov–Hausdorff distance.

*Thank you, Clicky, butt I’m flying blind… I need another cup of coffee and a smoke…*

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If this Universe that we live in, was not built to accommodate our will and wills, then how in the fuck do you propose that it works at all? Meaning, how can it function? How can it change?

Yep, I’m suggesting that there are streams to accommodate our will under given sets of circumstances. Seems simple when worded like that, eh? You can pound and pull metals into plates and wires, but what about the system and systems that facilitate the pounding and pulling of that matter? Yeah…yer really gonna shit when I submit that “normal matter” is in fact this “dark matter” that is being searched for. Or at least, “regular matter” is some of it.

(dark matter)

^deadmau5 – Snowcone^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

It is now 11.41 on Sunday morning and I have remembered what I’d started inserting into this missive last night before the save fuck up. Cade had sent me a DM…

Cade and Roob convo before Doctor Who episode

… This was before I watched the latest episode of Doctor Who…

…with a dwarf thrown in for good measure.

Today's mood. #DrWho #DoctorWho #GameofThrones pic.twitter.com/xcWwxq8Cla

— reverend61 (@reverend61a) May 27, 2017

*Thanks Sweetie…*

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So how’s it going? Not so well after that shitty opening bunch of nonsensical bullshit about beans and physics? Welp…it is Friday…so…yeah or something. Plus, it’s a holiday weekend here in the USA. Memorial Day is Monday so a lot of people will be off work that day/3-day weekend. Whatshername is taking the kids camping somewhere down near Austin on Sunday. I guess I’ll watch porn and masturbate since I’ll be here alone.

^Dillon Francis – Say Less feat. G-Eazy (Eptic Remix)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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We’re talking about the co-mingling of fluids in different states within a certain context. Fluids, liquids, gases AND solids that they are themselves in states of transition…which to me makes them fluids and/or fluidic. We are talking about the reconstitution of water/liquid/fluids into dry beans/beans here, since they have had their water removed …so…keep that in mind.

Am I suggesting that “steam seeks steam” in this context?

Yep.

Am I suggesting that “colder fluids seek colder fluids” in this context?

Yep.

Am I suggesting that “hotter fluids seek hotter fluids” in this context?

Yep.

Q: But why?

A: To better know how to distribute themselves contextually.

We are talking about a whole here. A whole bunch of wholes within a whole of wholes whose purpose is not only transition, but also transitioning during that transition. Gotta keep the transitions prior to the transition in mind here…otherwise…we might get lost. Afterall, if these transitions were irrelevant, then why did they happen at all? I mean, I intentionally purchased dried beans for a reason.

^Kaskade & Skrillex – Lick It (Official Video)^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

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WOAH WOAH WOAH DUDE!!! YOU AREN'T ABOUT TO SUGGEST THAT "A PARTICLE'S AGE" HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH HOW A PARTICULAR POT OF BEANS BOILS/COOKS ARE YOU?!?!?!?!

Yep.

Especially when you stop and consider the aggregation that takes place in our world of today. In a particular frozen dinner, you may have ingredients from all over the world in the same nest of frozen broccoli, lumped into that one corner of your microwave-safe disposable tray.

I mean…if soil and soils where a particular something is grown is unimportant, irrelevant and/or negligible…then…

Q: Can you explain French wines to me?

A: ¿?¿

Everything is important.

It’s the importance that we put on things that tends to be wishy-washy.

^No Mana – Fade^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

*/thinks… maybe some words, Clicky…*

wishy-washy (adj.)1690s, “feeble or poor in quality,” reduplication of washy “thin, watery.” Meaning “vacillating” first recorded 1873.

vacillate (v.) 1590s, “to sway unsteadily,” from Latin vacillatus, past participle of vacillare “sway to and fro; hesitate” (see vacillation). Meaning “to waver between two opinions or courses” is recorded from 1620s. Related: Vacillated; vacillates; vacillating.

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Due to my cooking interests/interest in cooking, I leaned at a pretty young age that something magical takes place within the pan at a certain point. I learned this through cooking one of our staples in this area…Chicken Fried Steak. The fried dough portion of this dish goes through an amazing transformation at some point, and that point is a point of heating that rides the cusp of burning.

There is a chemical transformation that takes place in the pan, where the dynamics of the taste of the dough + seasonings changes radically. An intensifying of a taste that was barely audible previously. Peppers and Salts go from “meh” to “WOAH!!!” real fucking quick in the pan.

That is why, when you make the gravy after cooking the steaks, you leave all the leavins’ that have flaked off in the oil/grease, and they themselves flavor the gravy. This is why I personally use garlic salt and not plain salt in my Chicken Fried Steak. It makes the salt/salty taste…breathe, when you eat it. Almost a minty taste where there is none. That’s the garlic at work with the salt when cooked to a “just damn near burnt” state.

That’s why the colors of the dough are not, and should not be uniform. Some parts will remain almost as white as the flour used when you started, and the colors will cascade through the browns to almost black in some points. These black chunks, are the most brittle, but most tasty, and are opposed, offset and augmented by the deeper browns, who are in turn augmented by the lighter browns and off-whites.

Takes a long time, and a lot of screwups to learn to cook well.

^No Mana – What’s Your Wifi^

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Roob: anything you wanna add here…feel free. (no pressure) 😛

*Well I am now, Clicky… I’ve never eaten chicken fried steak… Sounds delish…*

*Okay, let’s stop for lunch and we’ll pick this up again later in Part 2, Clicky…*

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Missive From ‘Merica: Ariana 51

The Franks of Red and Blue Universes have posts today conCERNing the dreadful events of last night in Manchester…

Blue Universe

Red Universe

Me? I thought I’d mention the miraculous escape of the ice cream parlour patrons this morning on Southend Seafront…

Rossi Crash

*The car is inside of there, Clicky…*

… And the passing of Sir Roger Moore, a poster of whom adorned my bedroom wall when I was but a slip of a girl. Not because he played The Saint or James Bond, but for his role as another Englishman… with an American friend…

*Most evocative theme tune EVAR, Clicky…*

There now follows a new missive from my American friend, Cade, The Okie Devil and Freak Of Nature…

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MEMBRANES!!!

Aaaaight…here’s the dealio.

When you restrict, constrict, inhibit, prohibit, cut-off, or in any other way via any means, limit the function of a membrane…the membrane stops behaving as a membrane and/or as that membrane would/should. So…the question is, does the membrane at some point “regain its normal function”?

Welp, not if the membrane is subjected to the same or similar day in and day out. There’s gonna be some adaptation required there up and down the line over time. Perhaps even mutation to accommodate the change and changes. See how fucked up shit can get real quick like?

Is that clear enough?

Straightforward enough?

Q: What happens when a membrane twists or gets twisted?

A: KNOT!!!

My back “went out” on Sunday when carrying in some water jugs for whatshername. It was a little better today, but I feel the tell-tale pull and pulls going on back there (no pun intended).

I was sitting playing Plants vs Zombies just now, and stretching my back, legs and feet as I usually do while sitting there doing nothing…and the pull in my feet and ankles is incredible. I really wish that I was able to take some decent pics of my feet and ankles to better relate what is going on…but alas…I cannot.

Anyway…I got to thinking about these feet of mine, and how the top 10,000 layers of skin feel about as tough as Alligator skin. Not that I’ve ever petted an Alligator, but I did have one splash water on me while fishing one day.

Anyway…I’ve had some vicious injuries to my feet and legs both internal and external, and was still required to wear shoes and socks because I still had to go to school. Being a stupid kid is no excuse for missing school. But sometimes, I had to really work and endure a lot of pain to get my shoes off, and especially to get my socks off. Typically, the socks were melded to my skin via processes at work to try and repair the abrasions, and had long since dried in some spots. Later, my calves would ooze and my mother would have to literally rip my socks off. I wonder how strong skin is. I wonder how strong the bonds that bind the skin and skin cells to each other are.

I wonder how much longer this paragraph is gonna be.

As I was sitting there tonight, I was doing my usual jumble in my head trying to think of what was pulling where, where it hurt the most, where it hurt the least, and trying to associate these things with injuries that I’ve gotten over time. Not to mention trying to reconcile these injuries with each other over time, as well as any post-trauma injuries that I have sustained from my own body attempting to adjust to the changes in order to keep itself together.

Why do I mention these things?

Because for the first time in my entire life…I have color in my face and cheeks, and that color is not yellow…its red. My hands have started to do the same over the last year or so…not white, nor yellow, nor white and/or yellow…but pink and red. There is still plenty of whites and yellows in there, but the presence of red and pink, and the ability to move my hands a bit in ways that I have not been able to move them in for some time, instills in me…hope. Hope that I have done some things correctly over the last 10 years of this journey. But more than that…that I can pass some of this on.

DIY->PIO

Yeah…when my pants used to stick to me? That was motherfucking MURDER!!! It only happened a few times…but that was enough. I guess these pant lines at the waist aren’t such a great idea over the long haul afterall, eh? Nevermind having your junk crammed into jeans with a seam that could cut steel running right up the middle of your ballsack and penis. No wonder my balls hang to the fucking floor when I take my jeans off. It’s akin to somehow wearing a shoe on your crotch. I can only imagine what women endure.

😐

I guess I’m still working on the ol’ noggin with respect to the scalp and how some of my head injuries have healed and pulled in relation to other injuries. The head is rough since it’s so hard to see. But I’ve gone through prolly 50 mirrors over the last 5 years trying to figure it out. The head and the back are toughies. And of course…the….erm….”nether regions” that motherfucking NO ONE wants to look at.

I did notice that the “Head and Shoulders” brand of dandruff shampoo that whatshername buys has changed their labeling to read…

“#1 DERM Recommended.”

I guess they couldn’t get both “dermatologist” AND “recommended” in the same space, so they truncated. Or maybe they are taking labeling liberties. Or both/all. I dunno. I don’t use it.

I bet I’ve looked pretty goddamn ridiculous at times, alone in my room with a mirror between my legs, 5 lamps around me, trying to see what in the FUCK is pulling and tugging down there and why. I can’t do anything really about whatever is going on inside of me where I cannot see. But I CAN do something about the outside of me, and work on figuring out how that relates to what is going on inside of me.

And I've done some of that.

I think fasting and taking care to exercise a little differently than we are told to has helped immensely in this regard. Basically, if it’s an exercise that I would in no way be able to duplicate or would experience in the course of my day to day life? I don’t do it. That means walking, and a shitload of it. That means sitting, and a shitload of it.

Yeah…lots of stretching too, but not in any organized fashion. I’m way too beat up for that, or Yoga or anything event remotely “organized” in some modality for normal people. I’m far beyond that, and that’s OK. I’m still the same ol’ me…just…kinda packaged different. Those 2nd-Degree burns I got on my shoulders that time sure left a lot of huge-assed freckles. I wonder if there was/is any original tissue/tissues in those freckles. As in, some tissue from before/during/after phases of recovery as the blisters swelled and popped and bled.

It’s rough trying to sleep with 2nd-Degree burns on your shoulders and neck. It’s rough trying to sleep with 1st, 2nd & 3rd-Degree burns on your legs, feet, arms and face. I’m lucky that it happened when I was so young. Lots of time for those scars and scarring to stretch and expand and fade as I grew.

I have no idea why I’m using pics from the movie “Army of Darkness” here. But I am. I guess I needed a little “Ash” to perk me up a bit. I feel awful. My spine feels like its doing a tug-of-war with some remote black hole on the other side of the fucking Universe.

I wonder who is "winning."

I weighed myself today.
I weighed 227.2 pounds.
I’m quite dense for a dude that is only 5’11”.
That’s all I got for now.

No music...sorry.

cYa | cFa

^Dwight Yoakam – “Honky Tonk Man” (Official Music Video)^

^Dwight Yoakam – “Guitars, Cadillacs” (Official Music Video)^

^Violent Femmes – Good Feeling^

^Ministry – Burning Inside (with lyrics)^

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*/Quizzical expression… Butt that’s old news, Clicky…*

trust me sweetheart

*/drawls… Okay…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Have A Tissue For Your Issue (Take 2)

If there’s any good to come of this tragedy it’s to understand that depression isn’t some kind of scarlet letter, it’s an inevitable result of what one scientist called “the greatest blind experiment in history,” the bombardment of our brains and bodies with every manner of stimulus and stress imaginable, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year and then some.

No, not a description of the plot line in last night’s episode of Doctor Who (review with spoilers, hear). It was something I read in bed late last night, about a musician’s suicide. A suicide that occurred at about the same time of an attempted murder/suicide in Times Square (the murder part worked, the suicide aspect, not so much).

Below is a brand new missive from Cade. His 50th which is rather nice as I will be having my 50th birthday later this week. Of course, we’re all older than we think we are; we forget that we spent the first months of life in the dark…

*Okay, Clicky, thanks…*

Clicky suggests The Okie Devil tries using socks for his, erm…

… whathaveyou… Please go have a read for yourself, Dear Reader, and see what you think…

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I dunno bout anyone else, but I was up till around 3 AM or so this morning listening to the wind, rain and thunder, and watching the lightning. The rain on my window was so hard at times that it sounded as if it was hail a time or two, but it wasn’t…just fat raindrops en masse. It kinda sucks being alone on such nights when you ain’t got anything particularly interesting to think about while listening to nature do her thing.

So I eventually got up, got dressed, then went out front to see if I could see anything interesting within the storm/storm clouds, as there appeared to be plenty of lightning to provide the necessary lighting for watching the clouds roll. But alas, there is a streetlight directly across from the front porch, and it was raining hard enough to make the glare unbearable.

I stood on the porch long enough to feel the huff and puff of the hot and cold winds duking it out as my feet got wet from the rain pouring off of the roof…then I retreated back inside. I would be able to watch some of the storm from my window, were it not for the fact that whatshername has a 6 billion candlepower floodlight that she keeps burning 24/7 to keep intruders out of the backyard. Most people in this area just get an attack dog. Keeps the electricity bill down.

^White Bird- It’s A Beautiful Day -1968^

You prolly wondering about the part where…”you got up and got dressed?”

Yes...I sleep naked. Duh?

Why people sleep in clothes is beyond me.

Not that I don’t sometimes fall asleep while wearing some manner of clothing, and not that clothes in the cold winter months are not sometimes required as opposed to turning up the indoor heating. Dry nose in the morning from setting the heat too high at night is cause for some nightmarish headaches.

But yeah…if I make a conscious decision to climb into bed for sleep…the clothes come off. Too restricting, causes too much waking and requires too much adjustment during the night.

^The Zombies – Time Of The Season (1969) HQ^

What are you looking for?

^Donovan – Sunshine Superman (1966) HQ^

I noticed that Merovee had some crap about “The Summer of Love“…and the dude over at Just Watching The Wheels Go Round has had some interesting posts recently about years ending in “7” over the last 5 decades. So I guess my musical selections today are falling in line with that mode and modes of thinking. Also, I got to go to the library a little while ago and checked out some movies. One of which, is Close Encounters of the Third Kind…a movie made circa 1977, watched again via 2017 via 1967…which is the year I was born.

I saw Close Encounters at the theatre when I was a kid, and it scared the shit out of me. Spielberg is a fucking ASSHOLE for doing that shit with the music and the black screen at the start of the movie. I recall sitting in the theater, and sinking down into my seat as the strings-section of the orchestra starting doing that creepy noodling on their instruments along with the creepy chorale vocals, all while the screen remained black. Then…suddenly…from the orchestra…BOMP!!!! And the brightest light I had seen to date flashed up on the screen.

Thanks for the nightmares Steve & John.

lolz

I think the sequence that followed that intro, kinda saved the film for me. The sudden appearance of the TBM Avengers on screen grabbed my interest…and I was REALLY fucking interested in the “Flight 19” aspect of the source of these aircraft, since I had already read extensively about Flight 19 and The Bermuda Triangle by the time I saw Close Encounters. Yep…a 9 year old kid…already well read on “Mysteries of The Universe.”

Whodathunkit?

^Ministry – Black Betty^

My parents later recounted the story often of watching me sink down into my seat out of the corner of their eyes at the start of the movie.

“He’s already so tiny, that those big theater seats just swallow him up when he sits down in one. And all I saw saw, was that big head with those big ears of his…slowly disappearing down into the seat.”

lolz

It funny the shit we remember.

Such as…seeing a number of people leave the theatre during the course of the film because they were so traumatized as to the imagery being show on-screen. But it’s the concepts behind the imagery that are so shocking, and not the imagery in and of itself.

My mother left the theater several times herself as I recall. But not me. Amongst the stories of the audience and its reaction(s) to the film, was the story of how many people left the theatre, only to return, only to leave again. But not Jr. He was glued to his seat through the entire movie. Didn’t leave once till we made him get up and go try and pee.

^Hold Your Head Up-Argent-1972-(Long Version)^

I saw Close Encounters before I saw Star Wars. I didn’t get to see Star Wars until it finally made its way to “the dollar theaters” about a year and a half after it came out. And while I love the Star Wars movies, I always preferred Star Trek and Close Encounters to Star Wars. Star Wars is too…real. Too real to be real. C-3PO, R2-D2, Darth Vader, and maybe Obi-Wan, are the only saving graces for me personally. They are all completely necessary, and yet completely expendable.

^Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Fanfare For The Common Man^

Imma go watch Bottle Shock real quick.

^THE WONDERS – THAT THING YOU DO +LYRIC^

I’m sitting eating a pile of Freedom Fries and watching the movie Bottle Shock, when the front door opens behind me. I don’t turn to see who it is because I really don’t care, when I hear from behind me…

“She bought a banjo!”

The voice is from my oldest, and he is referring to his girlfriend as I turn to see her holding a banjo case that is about twice the size of her. I cannot help but start laughing at the ridiculousness of this “revelation” as it unfolds, and as it relates to some old Okie fart sitting eating French Fries while watching a movie about a competition between California and French wines in 1976, as his oldest son and his son’s girlfriend wander in to tell the tale of how they have somehow acquired a motherfucking banjo on the 20th day of the month of May in the year of 2017.

rofl

Don’t try and tell me that life ain’t fun.

^Dance With me Tonight^

I paused the movie and let the French Fries I was eating sit in the Olive Oil that I cooked them in, while I listened to the tale of how this banjo was acquired and why.

She sat the case down and took the banjo out, and it appears that she has never played a banjo before/cannot play a lick. I told her “it suits you” as it really did/does seem to fit her and her small frame well even tho it was very large on her and she was not actually playing it.

My son grabbed it and started playing some Metallica song on it, which caused me to laugh, and I suggested that they listen to some Flatt & Scruggs to maybe get some bearings on how to play the banjo. They said that they were listening to Flatt & Scruggs on the drive home from the music store. So…I suggested that they listen to Ricky Skaggs, who they had never heard of. I said there is not an instrument that he cannot play, nor is there an instrument that he cannot play well. Ricky Skaggs is kinda like “Bocephus without all of the Jim Beam.”

My son laughed, but he seemed to latch onto the concept I was trying to relate, as he likes Hank Williams Jr. and knows his music. His girlfriend wandered off into my son’s bedroom as my son sank into the reclining chair behind me, and he started noodling quietly on the banjo as I resumed my movie and fried nomenclature potato eating.

Son: This movie has Alan Rickman in it?
Cade: Yep. Alan Rickman, Chris Pine, Bill Pullman…
Son: HOLY SHIT!!! Is that the girl from Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back?!?!?!?
Cade: Eliza Dushku? Yep.
Son: Cool. I’ve never seen this movie.
Cade: It’s a good one.

The movie is in its final 30 minutes or so, and my son continues to noodle quietly on the banjo from the chair to my back, playing rock songs that I am familiar with. Each new song he tries makes me roll my eyes at the ridiculousness of playing this shit on a fucking banjo.

Suddenly…I hear a familiar “growling” riff of…DUH…DUH..DUH… ….DUH…DUH…DUN.DUH…of Deep Purple’s “Smoke on the Water” being strummed out on the banjo…and I say…

Cade: I’m about to take that fucking banjo away from you and hit you with it.

He laughs heartily, and stops playing that particular phrase.

^Ricky Skaggs – Country Boy – Live On The BBC’s Wogan Show 1986^

My son’s girlfriend might be 5 feet tall when standing on a stack a phone books, and prolly weighs about 80 pounds if her pockets are full of nickles. Seeing as how my oldest son is 6 feet 6 inches tall and somewhere around 250 pounds or so…they make quite the pair, even when they aren’t toting a banjo around with them.

^Doobie Brothers – Listen To The Music • TopPop^

Yep…it’s amazing what one sees and experiences during the course one’s life. Not that you missed anything, you prolly saw and experienced just about everything that you’ve seen and experienced. We just tend to not think about or dwell on “the old stuff” while piling on “the new stuff.”

Yep...it can and does get confusing sometimes.

But we are built for that sort of thing, each and every one of us. None of this “best of the best” or “survival of the fittest” kinds of crap…we are each and everyone of us purpose built and specifically designed to handle just about anything and everything that this Universe can throw at us. I wonder if The Universe can handle everything we throw back?

^Vince Gill – Oklahoma Borderline (Crossroads Guitar Festival)^

I had forgotten how well Skaggs plays the mandolin. A very difficult instrument to play. Especially for someone like me who has short and bent fingers. I tried one once and was like “no fucking way I’m playing this thing.” I have enough trouble with the frets on a guitar.

^Ricky Skaggs with Travis Tritt – Sweet Little Georgia Rose^

Welp…I notice that the articles about a certain rock group member recently in the press are starting to pop up on the blogs here and there.

😐

^Messer Chups – Magneto – The Open Stage Berlin^

I was talking with someone last night about portals and pathways and the money that creates them, and it got me to thinking about how we analyse things, when we choose to analyse the things that we are analyzing, and why. Small clues here and there that are very revealing as to what is going on within the sections and sectors of life, that others might dismiss as purely coincidental. Incidental even.

Things like…noticing when there are loads of old coins suddenly turning up in the money supply. Seeing as how much of money and most money transfers these days are digital, it seems to me that events like this would be even MORE pronounced when and if they happen. And I’m not talking only about people taking their jars of coins to the local Coinstar machine to turn those coins into cash. I’m talking about old coins that have been in collections somewhere, sitting and waiting for a payday that never came.

Old pennies, dimes, and quarters usually being the most noticeable in The USA because of the “Wheat Pennies” or dimes/quarters that are made out of silver, but the nickles tend to be the most overlooked and the most valuable. That said, if you have some old Silver Notes that just aren’t worth more than what you need currently, which is food or some other immediate need, and there is no market to buy these Silver Notes at even CLOSE to what they are actually worth, yeah…they’ll still spend at the cash-register so you can get what you need today.

Most people today prolly won’t even know what they are, and may even accuse them of being counterfeit since they are blue and not green. But what I guess I am wondering is “wherein is the value of money where there is none?” Meaning: What is tangible about something that you may or may not have?

^Reverend Horton Heat – Let Me Teach You How To Eat^

What about the tangibility of something that you may or may not have that you may need? Who are we, as a group, to decide what one needs or does not need?

Welp, keeping “the future” in mind is prolly going to win just about any argument that anyone can throw at the individual in this case. But what if that need is not needed in this future that you propose that someone is going to need something? Medical assistance with an issue that isn’t there?

Q: What if the entire medical system that exists today, is not there in the future to address this potential need?

A: ???Erm...Say What?!?!?!?

I was also talking with this same someone about whatshername and her job/trade, and how when whatshername worked at this Men’s Oncology Clinic, she was always talking about the rates and percentages of men who had biopsies on their Testes or Prostate that were Malignant compared to those that were Benign, and how high those percentages were.

Oh Really? Men seeking out help with a specific part of their anatomy regarding a specific issue at a certain clinic that specializes in identifying these issues has a high percentage of identifying the issues that they are looking for? You don’t say!

I gotta question how this relates to those that either A) do not seek medical assistance irrespective of the “why”, and B) cannot seek out medical assistance because they are unable, and C) those who don’t give a shit and just deal with whatever comes as best as they can.

Yeah…representation has prolly gone down the shitter when the unrepresented aren’t marching in the streets seeking representation they feel they deserve and/or are entitled to. And there are many. It seems this would make serving those who are vocal about their lack of representation MUCH easier for the representatives and their organizations. But I guess shit has gotten too confrontational within the representational arms of government and governing.

Too "we won, you lost, DEAL WITH IT!!!"

^Pass That Bottle – The Devil’s Daughters AZ Rockabilly^

I have no idea why the “suggested videos” that come up on YouTube, sometimes come up at all…but they do. And sometimes, it turns me onto some cool and/or interesting shit that I might not have heard otherwise. The following video…for example…it’s not that I think she has a bad voice, as so many of the comments from the video suggest, I just wonder if her voice fits the music from a “studio recording” point of view. I bet they sound bad-ass live. Some bands that sound great live sound like shit in the studio tho. Maybe these guys/gal is one of them.

^The Hellfreaks – Boogie Man (Official)^

Um…I keep a pile of snot rags next to my computer monitor, most are used/I re-use them since my nose runs so much. I just picked one up to wipe some errant tobaccy spit off of my mouth, when I realize that “hey…why are there several paper towels bunched up in this particular wad, and why is this particular wad of snot rags so fucking stiff?” Then…it hit me…

THESE ARE LAST NIGHT’S LEFTOVER SPOO RAGS!!!! NOT SNOT RAGS!!! GROSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

lolz

I’m sure that my spoo tastes delicious, but I have no interest in tasting it myself.

lolz

This is why I usually instantly throw my spoo rags into the toilet. But last night’s thunderstorm, and an unexpected urge to jerk-off at 02:30 in the morning this morning kinda…threw me off my game.

And yes, I use paper towels…and NOT toilet paper or kleenex.

You ever use toilet paper for a cut after shaving?

Yeah…same shit. Toilet paper turns into something akin to cardboard when getting wet after it dries.

Use toilet paper to clean up your remaining post-ejaculation oozing spoo? And suddenly, you have a chunk of papier-mâché glued to the end of your penis…and I don’t need a fucking piñata hanging off of my penis.

GROSS!!! I can’t believe I wiped my mouth with that.

Gotta go eat some of my homemade spaghetti real quick.

^Harry Nilsson ~ Jump Into The Fire ~ Nilsson Schmilsson^

One more reason not to kiss me I guess.

Not that you require more than one reason.

^Close Encounters of the Third Kind Soundtrack-01 Opening-Let There be Light^

^No Sugar Tonight The Guess Who 1970^

It’s progressed on through the day, and it kinda feels like we might be in for more rain/storms outside, but it sure doesn’t look that way. Not enough vertical movement in the clouds/not enough convective activity. I guess I won’t be jerking off tonight.

^JOANNA CONNOR “COME ON IN MY KITCHEN” 7/3/16 LIVE^

Tinker with nutty and dangerous things, things have at least the potential to be unpredictable. I’m gonna attempt to leave the “tit for tat” types of thinking out here, because I don’t like the “tit for tat” equation. Primarily because, it contains no equal sign. Not that I believe in balance. But that particular equation implies a balance that isn’t there. As if to say, this equation is already balanced, when the implication is anything but balance nor imbalance.

"HEY! I'll trade you this rock for some new updated computers!!!"

^Strawberry Alarm Clock – Incense & Peppermints 1967^

“Established decontamination procedures were followed…” according to a new CNN article.

Not that I typically read “the news”…and actually…I never read “the news” anymore. But some chit chat here and there about some recent developments regarding “one of my pet projects” has caught my interest. But we can only guess can’t we. I mean, we know how shit works when shit is working like we want it to…and we can guess what to do in the event(s) that shit is NOT working like we want it to, but that doesn’t leave much room for things to develop does it?

I’m not suggesting that we want to let some toxic ooze drool it’s way into our water supply. But isn’t that an eventuality? Just because “it won’t happen on our watch” doesn’t mean that it won’t happen. By all accounts, it can and WILL happen. That is…unless some nutjob who has no business thinking about such things can come up with a solution to some of these problems that are boiling here and there.

Whoever that is…they are out there somewhere.

I wonder who it will be?

I wonder who they are?

I wonder where they are?

I wonder when they are?

Prolly around here somewhere.

/shrug

^LEMON PIPERS – Green Tambourine (1967)^

cYa | cFa

^The Flames Green Tambourine^

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*I remember exactly the day mum took Juju and I to see Close Encounters, Clicky… It was at the Elephant & Castle Odeon and it was a very warm Saturday afternoon. The streets on the journey there and at the cinema itself were deserted because there was a footie match on the telly… /thinks… What was at Number One then…?*

*/rolls eyes… Figures…*

Library of Libraries

Welcome to the LoL

Um… I don’t have anything particular on my mind tonight, Dear Reader, so umm…

First up, some Library news…

Secondly some exciting Smokie Drinkie News, Dear Reader…

And for number three… */thinks…* Ah! This made me chuckle… An explanation of a shambles for the British viewing public…

And now a new missive from The Okie Devil for you, Dear Reader… Enjoy! ❤

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^The Chemical Brothers – Leave Home ( Koyaanisqatsi (1983) )^

Q: Who has two thumbs and recommends you see this flick?

Ya know? People.

Yeah…this movie is full of people.

Towering people.

People teetering on being toppled.

^Apollo 440 – Can’t Stop The Rock^

^The Crystal Method – Blowout^

^Smash Mouth – Walkin’ On The Sun^

^Moloko – Sing It Back^

^Pendulum – Showdown (Official Video)^

Q: What if I failed your test?

Q: Did I fail you? Or did you fail me? When?

^Sonique It Feels so Good^

^Gypsy Woman (She’s Homeless) – Crystal Waters – HQ^

^iiO – Rapture (Official Video)^

Q: Do I seem glum?

^Blade Runner Theme • Vangelis^

^Blade Runner • Tears in Rain • Vangelis^

^Apocalypse Now Theme • Ride of the Valkyries • Richard Wagner^

^Fluke – Atomic Bomb (Atomix 3)^

^Hans Zimmer – Time (Inception)^

BLOOPS!

^Hank Williams Jr & Hank Williams Sr- There’s A Tear In My Beer (Excellent Quality)+(Lyrics)^

I’m rambling. Must have rambling on my mind or something.

I guess monologuing has that effect or something.

^Allman Brothers Band – Ramblin’ Man^

^YBR – Led Zeppelin – Ramble On^

HOLY FUCK!!! A question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what facilitates these auxiliary channels and pathways that you are suggesting?

^Spooky – Little Bullet (Extended Version)^

^Showtek – We Like To Party (Original Mix)^

^Showtek – The F Track^

^’Feline Good’ – Aristocats jazz/dance/funk/breakbeat remix^

Q: Do you know how to talk to people?

Q: Do you know how to talk to a person?

^Foetus – The Only Good Christian Is A Dead Christian^

^Green Velvet – Bigger Than Prince (Hot Since 82 Remix)^

^Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel – I’ll Meet You in Poland Baby^

^Thatcher On Acid -Outwardly We’re Lying Inwardly Were Crying^

cYa | cFa

^Foetus – Slung^

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A few weeks ago, Leggy sent me copy of the latest novel out from Leg Iron Books to copy edit…

I have to say, it’s a great read that had me shouting at the characters…

Below is a super-smashing-lovely-great missive from Cade… Enjoy! ❤

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^FOETUS ART TERRORISM-CATASTROPHE CRUNCH^

Hmmm…

words, words words…

hMMM…

Introducing the general election’s most unconventional candidates

^Against The Time & Victor Enzo – Malta (Original Mix) [Devotion Records]^

So yeah…poverty.

So yeah…wealth.

So yeah…abundance and overages and underages.

So yeah…Economics.

o yeah…law & laws.

So yeah…interpretive sciences and interpolative teaching.

^No Mana – Back Alley Time Machine^

NEXT TIME!!! ON…AMAZING DISCOVERIES!!!

They lead somewhere.

^Charlotte de Witte – Voices Of The Ancient (Original Mix)^

You aren’t building an escape vehicle.

You are creating the conditions that require one.

^Mario Piu aka DJ Arabesque – The Vision (Original Mix)^

^Dj Tomcraft – Loneliness (Club Remix)^

Challenge: You only think about yourself.

Response: Who else should I be thinking of?

^MARRS – Pump Up The Volume 12” (1987)^

Q: What number(s) would be/would potentially be, the scariest, and why?

^No Mana – Nine^

And for number three… /thinks… Ah! This made me chuckle… An explanation of a shambles for the British viewing public…