Missive From ‘Merica: Wanna Kick Up The Batty Crease, Eh? Eh?

*Eh?*

*Oh! Have B…/rolls eyes… Tortured, Clicky…*

So glad you could join us, Dear Reader, for the second half of Cade’s latest missive from ‘Merica. Earlier today I mentioned that ‘ere in Blighty, today’s date is written 13.7, but for my Okie Devil chum in Texas, it’s 7.13…

*Yeah I know he lives in Dallas, Clicky…*

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TIC

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TOC

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TOE

^Jefferson Airplane -White Rabbit-^

What’s your hurry? It’s long been “group-think” that if you cannot get what you want, get it via another route. I mean…you want it…right?

If you want it and cannot have it, that must mean that you need it. Which means that all bets are off…game on. Right? Isn’t that how “the game” works? Fairness and sportsmanship go out the window when the money is off the table. That means the only rule is that there are no rules. Why…that must mean that no one is ruling?

RUT ROH!!! We got us a power-vacuum. I wonder if scientific experiments could be a root of this…vacuum? Nah…that shit’s not related in the slightest bit.

Government = —> HERE

HERE <— = Science

They must be 69'ing each other.

^The Nipple Erectors-All The Time in The World^

I dunno what to tell you. But I do know that I have to figure out as much of this shit as I can. Afterall, my kids are going to potentially ask me about this shit at some point. Ask me why I didn’t do something. Why I didn’t do more. I won’t have an answer for them if those last two questions ever come.

So the best that I can hope for, is that they’ll never be asked. It doesn’t matter whether I had some affect, or had no effect. Those are still both valid and useful in the affect and/or effect department(s), but not all share my opinion on restraint and inaction being just as effective and affective as any verb-based textual representation of action and involvement. I think sometimes we forget that non-action is sometimes the best course. Don’t think so?

OK…let’s take the conundrum of “turning into a skid” when driving an automobile that has lost traction on the contact surfaces between the pavement and tires. It’s completely counter-intuitive. Considering the nature of roadways and/or typical driving conditions, it’s almost foolhardy to even contemplate mentioning this technique, never mind actually teaching it to drivers.

This maneuver is going to take time and effort that many “experts” will say could be better spent teaching other topics…like skid avoidance and/or traction-loss avoidance, or more cognizant awareness of driving in less than ideal weather/driving conditions.

Yeah…nothing creepy about that shit at ALL. Not my car nor my ass sitting in it or anything. To you…I’m just a number on some aggregated stat-sheet. A sheep for slaughter. Better be sure.

^Combichrist – Shut Up And Swallow^

Nothing wrong with morality. I fucking love me some motherfucking morality and shit like that. The problem is…application. Morality has been long since defined. Now all you gotta do…is apply it. Or…not apply it…as it were. Maybe if you aren’t including such a concept in your calculations, maybe some re-evaluation as to your methods with this in mind could help where you fail. Yeah…hands off. Jesus Christ…even the gods appear to be pretty much hands of most of the time.

I don’t actually believe that, but it certainly appears that way much if not most of the time. We just sometimes assume that re-definition of an existing concept somehow nullifies the previous concept completely. Flight of any kind or type doesn’t overcome gravity. It simply operates within the concept of gravity however it does. Whether that be bird, balloon, bug, plane, or rocket. Gravity is about motion. Gravity is ALL about motion. There’s just some contextual differences.

You don’t need wings to stand. Not on this planet anyway. But wings are just one type of wheel. And there are many wheels in wings and the dynamics that allow them to work…but I’m getting off the topic of birth and procreation regulation via smoking/anti-smoking regulation. Maybe that’s a good thing. Not like I intentionally try and confuse myself sometimes or anything.

^Clint Ruin & Lydia Lunch – Meltdown Oratorio^

My head has been kinda void over the past few weeks, and especially the last week. Null…is what comes to mind. Almost like some galactic re-positioning is taking place. Like some something somewhere at some time recently, has set into motion…a large movement and re-positioning. Not really a reset…but more of a recalculation of the existing set.

And I’m not talking about zero here…I mean null as in nothing. The concept of zero is representative of the both ether and the firmament…in motion…both at the same time. But null…is…almost like even zero cannot be calculated. Or at least, in this instance. I tried to write about this the other day, but I lost all of the crap I wrote when my computer crashed. Maybe there was something to that.

Think of it like this...

There are certain segments of The Universe, at all scales, that can be qualified as synchronous in a more easily recognizable form(s) and/or pattern(s). The stars traversing the night-sky…for example.

But this feeling that I’ve had? Imagine if every star in the sky suddenly just started going it’s own way. Yeah, that’s still a quasi-recognizable pattern in that the stars are doing something they normally don’t do. But at some point, the wonder of seeing such an event would prolly turn to terror pretty quickly for some if not most watching it happen.

Not that I feel even the slightest bit of fear, nor am I anticipating a feeling of fear. But maybe there is something to that. Should I be worried if the stars start doing something they don’t normally do? Not like I can do anything about it…so why worry? Why fear?

^The Gentlemen-It’s A Cry’n Shame^

I guess if I need someone else to tell me when I should or should not be afraid, yeah…something is majorly wrong, alright. But I get the feeling that whatever I am being told to be afraid of may not be the only thing that I might want to cast a wary eye at. Which is prolly why I write how I do. Meaning: As me, by me, for anyone but me.

So yeah, stop reading this bullshit and go find shit to be afraid of via someone else.

Or something.

^Cocteau Twins – Pitch The Baby^

Rebellion requires a stimulus, and cannot exist in and of itself.

X: You sure you wanna walk this path?

Cade: No.

X: Good answer.

G: I have a suggestion.

Cade: Oh for fuck’s sake. Who in the fuck is this fuck?

G: I bet you may have some ideas.

Cade: (I’m currently laughing so hard, I cannot think of anything to write, cept this shit right here)

G: Just right…just write.

Cade: Something like that…or something.

G: Exactly.

Cade: As in…

G: If you are writing, you are probably right for writing.

Cade: Oh for fuck’s sake. It’s 04:58 in the morning, and I’ve been up for hours.

G: Maybe it’s time to try for some more sleep.

Cade: I’m sweating like a pig. It’s hot as fuck in here for some reason.

Z: Turn the computer off dummy.

Cade: Good call.

0: …

^TRIUMPH – Lay It On The Line (OFFICIAL VIDEO)^

So much for me turning off my computer, eh?

‘False economy’ warning as councils plan £85m worth of cuts to public health spending

How much money has to be involved, in order for a financial reallocation and/or adjustment, to be considered a “slash”? Or is this more a topical thing. Topical, as in, “it depends on the column in the spreadsheet being decimated you backwards yank swine!!! There are real people going to be affected by these changes!!!”

Starting with you…right? You always have the first grab at the parachute rack…eh? I mean…being a reporter…you are gonna know if the plane is going down before anyone else, right? You gotta survive to tell the tale…right? No care or concern for yourself.

Gotta get on the ground quick, dial the stockbroker, and have them sell those shares you own in the airline you were just flying. They might drop as a result of this crash. It could be fatal. Maybe you should have stayed on the plane afterall. This story better be good. Your career might depend on it.

^ZZ Top – I’m Bad, I’m Nationwide^

I don’t understand the logic in draining the ocean just because you personally are drowning. I think you are important. But I think the ocean is important too. Maybe regret is more at work sometimes than we give credit. Especially in cases of reprisal, reprimand and revenge.

This misconception and/or misunderstanding of equality. The equation is always balanced…even in process. You just may be lagging a bit in figuring out the bits on each side of the equal sign. If you are only focused on one side or the other, what else but anger would rear it’s head when someone intervenes and points this out to you. Welcome to the road to regret. I wonder where it leads? I wonder what your say is in these matters?

So much for the lure of the rabbit hole, eh?

^Laibach – See That My Grave Is Kept Clean (Official video)^

I floated an idea for a story to someone last night. I’ve had this story idea in my head for some time, and figured…what the hell…maybe if I mention a blurb about it to someone else, I can think and develop this idea a little more productively.

The idea was/is…someone, somehow, living to the age of 133 years old. Someone who saw The Year 2000 come in, also gets to see the year 2100 come in. But it doesn’t stop there. Somehow or another, this fuck survives to the age of 1,033 years old.

So yeah, not only did they get to see 2000CE and 2100CE, they make it all they way to 3000CE. A living record, of what it was like, to encounter those, and be able to share those experiences, face to face with others. A living book or living record of sorts.

Why?

I dunno. Just have some ideas about data retention and data preservation as it relates to both machines and life.

Maybe “1033” would be a good title.

^Just Between You And Me – April Wine^

So…you’ve worked in order to get paid.

You’ve worked in order to get paid, by someone else.

How are you gonna repay yourself?

I’m just wondering how the ride was prior to payday.

Does that affect the ride post-payday?

Always nice to have options.

Just sayin'.

^ZZ Top – TV Dinners (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)^

Happy hump-day.

^The Rings – I Wanna Be Free (1977)^

I like stockings.

The girl wearing them is important too.

Order those in any way you choose.

But we can prolly eventually do without the stockings.

I’m going back to bed.

^ZZ Top ‘A Fool For Your Stockings’^

Maybe a random song for the fuck of it.

^Indigenous – “Waiting”^

cYa | cFa

^Warren Zevon – Lawyers, Guns and Money^

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*Yes, I know I still have ironing to do, Clicky!*

Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Wanna Kick Up The Batty Crease, Eh?

Happy Turd Day, Dear Reader. Here in the UK, today is 13.7…

July 13 is the 194th day of the year (195th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 171 days remaining until the end of the year. This date is slightly more likely to fall on a Monday, Wednesday or Friday (58 in 400 years each) than on Saturday or Sunday (57), and slightly less likely to occur on a Tuesday or Thursday (56).

Sew… I had a busy day yesterday. Important guests were visiting my place of work, and the day before I’d been sent to buy some consumables…

supplies receipt 13.77

… Also I had to be there extra early yesterday morning. When I put my hours worked into the spreadsheet by my employer, for accrued hours, I got a bit of of a surprise…

Roobs 1 hour and 37 mins accrued on for visit day

And if you’re wondering at all, Dear Reader, all the hard work put in during the weeks prior to yesterday’s visit paid off because it went off without hitch…

FEYNMAN (1)

Meanwhile, Cade sent through a new missive but I was just too knackered last night for much more than a bath, a bite to eat and the obligatory ironing…

funny-pictures-happy-iron-face

*Speak for yourself, Clicky…*

I’m going to split his ramble-shamble in half, so part ‘eh?’ is below; the second will be along later. Enjoy! 😀

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Are you reading this?

Me neither…so don’t feel too bad. 🙂

It’s 02:51 AM on Wednesday July 12th, and I cannot sleep. Yes…I am aware that my sleeping problems/patterns are of no concern to you. But what if we start dating? What if we start dating and we starting sleeping together? What if we start sleeping together so much that we move into a small cottage together, or buy a camper just so we can have a place to sleep together all the time? My non-sleeping problems/patterns just became your non-sleeping problems/patterns.

Didn’t think about that…did ya?

I just ate a whole tube of Ritz crackers, and drank a big glass of iced tea sans the ice part.

Sleep is hours away if it comes at all.

BTW, that crap that I sent to Roob yesterday? It appears that I created an editing nightmare for her. But we got it all worked out, had some fun correcting some of my screwups. So yeah…fun.

❤

^Revolting Cocks – Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?^

If you run tests on someone, to determine whether or not they can pass your tests…

Q: What are the odds that the vast majority will fail?

A: ...

Fucking rofl (and yes, I am actually laughing IRL)…sorry…but this idea is so fucking stunningly stupid…it’s brilliant…yet remains ridiculously stupid. You designed this test…correct?

Q: Can you pass your own test?

A: …

So…you want someone like you?

Ever though of dating sites for your metrics instead of only your standard standarized standards?

What am I saying…of course you have thought of that.

You’ve narrowed your one, via many, and now all you have to do…is find that one…and shithammer the living fuck out of them.

Assuming that they are cooperative that is.

Good luck.

^ZZ TOP – Just Got Paid (HIGH QUALITY)^

I gotta get this nonsense out before my head pops. Not that my head has ever actually popped before, nor has my head even threatened to pop. But as I understand it, and according to the professionals, that potentiality exists, so I must be cautious under the current circumstances.

Sooooo….let’s start off at Google, and I’ll explain the rest on the way.

Google – smokers should lose custody of their kids

OMG I feel so dirty for just searching Google for that.

Let’s give Dogpile, Yahoo and Bing a whirl and see what they have to say.

Yahoo – smokers should lose custody of their kids

Bing – smokers should lose custody of their kids

Dogpile – smokers should lose custody of their kids

I feel so much better now.

^Revolting Cocks – Me So Horny^

So…let’s take that story that keeps appearing via something called The Daily Caller.

OK…so…this started via a Tweet/Re-tweet that I stumbled across on Roob’s feed last night before bed.

But the Tweet didn’t actually have a link to this story I just hunted down, just a screen capture of a tweet, or some tweets, or some such shit. I guess this is how these fucks get around the 140 character limit…but that’s a bitch-fest for another paragraph…so I’ll digress a bit.

I wasn’t going to look this fuck up on his Twitter page to try and find out if he is Tweeting stories where he is quoting having himself quoted, because that seemed a little…odd. To me it did anyway. Plus, the way the screen capture is arranged, it looks as if this uppity asshole is calling himself some nation’s top anti-tobacco lawyer, which adds a whole new dimension to this shit, since lawyers are not supposed to advertise. Maybe lawyers can advertise, and attorneys cannot. Let’s look that up too.

^April Wine – I Like To Rock Official Video^

I feel like some asshole chasing his tail.

Must be some rabbit hole around here somewhere.

This is only going to be applicable in the USA.

Sorry foreign scumbags…American scumbags only.

Dogpile – can attorneys advertise?

Legal Advertising

Legal Advertising in the United States

I started actually watching the video below, instead of just listening to the music, and I got distracted. Sorry. I kinda like legs. Not that the rest of a woman is not also impressive. But yeah…erm…where was I?

OH YEAH!!! WHAT BELONGS TO WHO AND WHEN!!!

^ZZ Top – Legs (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)^

So here is what originally popped into my head upon seeing this latest smoking related Tweet…

Q: I wonder how many sides of the fence the pro-smoking/anti-smoking fucks are playing?

A: ∞++ (that's just a wild-assed guess)

And this isn’t just about tobacco companies either. Nor health organizations, nor the healthcare industry, nor government(s), nor rolling paper companies, nor cigarette filter manufacturers, nor match companies, nor lighter companies, nor chemical companies, nor transportation industries up to and including taxi drivers, etc., etc., and so on…WHEW!!! That’s a lot of shit to think about, eh?

Q: What do all of these have in common?

A: DO YOUR OWN FUCKING HOMEWORK!!!

But yeah…anyway…the second thing that came to mind was…

Q: What if these “smokers” do not own goats?

A: ???

The next thing that popped into my head was…

Q: What if these “smokers” do not view their children as possessions to be taken away?

A: ¿¿¿

Yeah…shit had gotten real, took a turn to the surreal, then right back to real. I may have swerved back and forth a few times between real and surreal…but I wound up right back here in blah.

I don’t want to write about this shit. I don’t want to think about it. Not that I don’t like and/or enjoy thinking and writing about this shit sometimes, because sometimes I do. But that’s what scares me.

^ZZ Top – Cheap Sunglasses^

What I finally settled for in responding to this Tweet, was more along the lines of ownership. Complete and total. It has long been “the Right’s” assertion that “the Left” wants cradle to grave care for any and all. But I’m wondering…why stop there? You’ve been digging around in the womb for quite some time…so let’s go all the way. Conception-based ownership. That means patents and industry outside of life itself, on life itself.

BUT!!! That’s kinda what gives me hope. All of these things that seem to be coalescing in one direction or another? They are going to be tested.

And tested.

I know that I am tested daily. And as shitty and snotty as this may sound, it’s the only reason that I can see that I’m being included in any of this shit at all. There is no reason that I should be included, unless I am required. That doesn’t bode well on many levels. Not such a bad thing on some others. What does that mean?

Q: Why would a complete nobody with nothing and no one…be included…in some global game…against his wishes?

A: ?¿?

Yeah…I dunno either. But I have some ideas.

^Alice In Chains – Would^

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The second half of this missive will be posted up at the LoL later…

Missive From ‘Merica: A Couple Of Things… /cough…

I’ve been having a very busy week at work, Dear Reader, and tomorrow promises to be extremely hectic…

*/puts fingers in ears… Yes, thank you for setting the alarm, Clicky! I know I’ve gotta get up extra early… Important visitors arriving at Stupid Hour…*

Cade had very kindly furnished us with a fabulous missive. So no funny business…

*/squints at smirking dolphin assistant…*

… I’ll just let you get on and read it for yourself. I’ve gotta go to bed. Enjoy! ❤

*And Clicky… /lifts head… Don’t forget the Song for the end… /sinks into sleep…*

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Good Morning!

Tis 09:07 on Tuesday morning, I just woke up, and I sitting here knocking the sleep/eye boogers out of my eyes in more of a haze than usual. Why…you might ask? I laid down for a few minutes around 8-ish last night because I wasn’t feeling well…and I just woke up. I JUST SLEPT FOR 13 FUCKING HOURS!!!

WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!?

^Cocteau Twins — Blue Bell Knoll^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Uptown- I’m Losing You (12″ VOCAL)^

Lemme give a quick opinion on why I fucking HATE this bullshit, this going on and around about this “Siren’s Song” bullshit.

Q: Are we talking about real people?

A: ???

I don’t give a fuck if they are alive or dead. They were alive at some point, so to me, they will always be alive. That’s just my opinion tho.

However…when it becomes open season on “the dead?”

Yeah…the living are in deep shit.

That’s what occurs to me anyway.

Q: To what end? Where does it end?

A: ... --- ...

And I mean…for you…where does it end?

You can chase the rabbit and/or rabbithole as deep and as long as you so choose.

But the only thing, that you will find, at the end, is you.

Well…your original object of interest will be there too…or will she?

Now…turn around.

What is in that path you’ve hewn?

Destruction, chaos and tears?

Or has it somehow morphed into something else?

Because if it was destruction, chaos and tears as you passed through it the first time, why would it EVER…change?

A: It won't.

You’ve only augmented it.

May wanna build plenty of milestones into this path you now walk.

May wanna think about that for a bit as to what you want your legacy to be, as it applies to an existing legacy that is still in progress, nested within a legacy in progress.

Liz does have a daughter.

<grrrrrrrrr>

Q: I wonder how many family, friends and acquaintances these people have?

A: ∞... --- ...

Q: I wonder how many family, friends and acquaintances these family, friends and acquaintances have?

A: ... --- ...∞

Q: Does any of that matter?

A: ∞... --- ...∞

^Cocteau Twins – Donimo^

Yes…I realize that I am no different by writing about this here. I’m willing to accept that responsibility and accountability irrespective as to any outside opinions and musings as to the level of my culpability. I’ll put it at 100% for you to save you some time and trouble.

But I have song lists that are rife with Cocteau Twins songs…

…and you fucks are ruining them for me.

Sound familiar?

No?

Manuel Noriega

Operation Nifty Package

Psychological Warfare (Redirected from Psyop)

You are not connecting the loose ends of threads.

You are following threads that are already connected.

And if they AREN’T connected, and you connect them…

Q: Who disconnected those “loose ends” that you are now reconnecting?

A: ...

You may not, but I have some ideas as to who disconnected them.

But maybe…just maybe…your “Siren’s Song” analogy…might start to make some sense as to my thinking who is responsible for tending the thread and threads.

Gonna be some multi-threading there.

Just sayin’.

^Cocteau Twins Alice HD^

Bottom line is, don’t tell a story that does not want to be told.

You feel it needs telling?

Fair enough.

Just remember that the telling of the story is a process.

Prolly why that dude over at Horselover Phat’s Subliminal-Synchro-Sphere keeps freaking the fuck out and deleting his blog.

This is some scary shit.

I’ve committed myself to going the distance.

All the way.

That is applicable, to, and for, me, and only me.

^Cocteau Twins: Heaven or Las Vegas (album ver. Video)^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Alice | Pogo^

SO!!! Let’s get back to something less scary. Like say…particle accelerators and/or energy generators that continue running, even when they are turned off.

Q: DUDE!!! ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!?!?!?!?

A: Since when is fucking not serious?

But yes…I am serious. All a particle accelerator is…is a dam that works differently visually. Not even taking into account, the normal atrophy and decay the permeates our environment, I’m calculating that these machines themselves both accelerate and decelerate these natural processes in ways that cannot be accounted for because we’ve never encountered them. That’s not to say that they’ve not been encountered in The Universe before, nor even that they’ve not been encountered on this very planet before. Just…situations that we’ve not encountered before.

There is nothing new. It’s just new to you.

^FRONT 242 – Strobe^

My father used to fly model airplanes. U-Control or Control Line…they are called…this particular flavor of model planes that he flew.

Control Line

An interesting note about these engines.

They would sometimes run backwards upon starting.

Yep…they are “regular” combustion engines, but they only have a single cylinder/piston. These engines are very similar to the engines primarily used in small general aviation aircraft in that they use dual glow plugs. Just don’t use magnetos, and only have one cylinder…but I digress.

Magneto

And yep, when you first start these engines, they can sometimes run backwards. The size and weight of the propeller can affect this, based on the compression of the engine – is the engine already warm or is it cold, and did the prop’s initial spin have enough inertia to continue it forward past full compression at top dead centre? If it doesn’t…that inertia will push the prop in the opposite direction, and sometimes the engine will fire backwards.

Dead Centre (Engineering)

If it can happen…it will happen.

It’s just a matter of time.

Yep…the rules sometimes change, even when they stay the same.

^front 242, rerun time^

When you start to cover your bases, you’ve done little more than create an addition level of failure at the original point and points of failure. It doesn’t matter whether or not your lightning rod is designed to attract or repel, the state still exists that started attracting lightning in the first place. An aerial tower or high-rise building…for example.

Am I suggesting that every single new technology and/or device has already been created at some point on this planet? No. There was only one Steve Jobs, therefore there has only ever been one iPhone. Or seven. Or whatever in the fuck iteration they are currently up to.

Q: What are you up to?

A: ?¿?

That ought to bring us to tobacco control quite nicely.

CFrank Davis has a nifty little bit on the differences in garden tending techniques and methods employed on the same garden by two different tenders. It’s a mind-bendingly beautiful story in both instances. One tender cuts, one tender does not.

Lots to think about there.

<ba da ching>

^Nitzer Ebb – Hold On^

Hey…you fucks wanna cut down “the rain forest”? Knock your fucking selves out. Just don’t expect me to be enthusiastic about visiting the hole it creates. Of course, you’ll all be tripping balls on synthetic Ayahuasca, talking about the good ol’ days of “REAL” Ayahuasca trips to the rain forest to take Ayahuasca trips with the shamen and holy-men, who used to be around to provide that service prior to the forest being decimated.

SAY! Did you know that the shaman who led me on my first Ayahuasca trip now works at that newest McDonald’s we just built down there?

We’ve gotten kinda down on ourselves in “The Western World”, eh?

Q: I wonder how bad the rebound will be when we start telling ourselves that we can do better/we can do it better?

A: ¿?¿

^Engine fail crash landing Super Bingo – cockpit view!^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Cocteau twins “Ooze Out and Away, Onehow”^

So yeah…our engine on our model airplane is now running backwards.

Q: How do we stop it?

A: !!!!????!!!!

Welp…how did the little boy stop the leaking dyke in that one story?

Yep…stick your finger in there. These things usually have no throttle that you can actuate to cause the engine to starve, will run as long as there is fuel to run them, and if you use some metal or hardened something to try and stop the engine, you are going to likely dent, ding, chip or even possibly break your propeller.

All of those situations are about equal in that we don’t fly an aircraft with a mauled or marked propeller, because once that propeller is under full load and/or the dynamic stresses encountered in flight…it’s prolly gonna fail completely. Yeah…as in “turn into matchsticks at speed, post haste, in-flight. Hence, many times my dad would use the same finger to stop this running engine, that he had just used to try and start it. It resulted in some NASTY-assed cuts sometimes.

The best course, in the case of starting these engines, is to put just enough fuel for the engine to fire/start, but leave the fuel line disconnected. Once the engine fires in the correct direction, quickly connect the fuel line. However, this is also not without peril. The engine and fuel line placement/aircraft design must be as such that you can connect/disconnect the fuel line AT THE ENGINE END.

Or, you can disconnect at the tank end (if you have built the aircraft to accommodate this feature, assuming that you have a hidden tank or exposed tank…where are the leads, etc.), but you must now have a long enough fuel line, and you typically need an assistant to help with this operation (not many people willing to volunteer to put their digits near an engine that is swinging 8-14 inches of a wood or plastic propeller at several thousand RPMs) which means that you will always require an assistant with this particular plane because of it’s design features.

But yeah…thinking about it now…there are all kinds of ways to eventually overcome things you may not have thought about originally.

Afterall, what was the original intent?

Prolly a simple one.

To fly.

^TAKE ME WITH YOU – Elizabeth FRASER^

Q: How can you tell if an engine is running backwards?

A: Experience?

Welp, in this case, sound is a biggie that is confirmed by sight. Some aircraft can fly backwards. But only if they are designed to do so. If you are unsure, set the needle on the engine, turn the airplane loose, and see which way it goes. Just keep in mind that if the engine IS running backwards when you turn it loose? That airplane’s behavior is about to get all kinds of interesting real fucking quick. Make sure you have a video camera handy to record so that we can watch the hijinks too.

SAY!!! That reminds me.

Did you know that most aerobatic aircraft are designed to have an aft center of gravity? This makes them unstable. This makes them more adept to aerobatics and aerobatic maneuvers.

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

If someone employed you, to tell their story, then fair enough.

But if not…keep in mind the story of the filmmaker John Hughes, and what he may have thought of those who tried to reach out to him, by telling their story about his stories, and what they meant to them.

I watched this documentary…and I got the feeling that he just wanted to be left alone.

^Don’t You Forget About Me – Official Teaser – John Hughes Documentary^

To say that musicians and/or artists have nested and embedded meaning(s) in their work is akin to saying that water is wet. No shit Sherlock…it’s what we do. But a question about that wet water just mentioned…

Q: Pool or ocean? Or lake? Or river? Or tub? Or shower? Do you want some company in there?

A: ???

Hey…it never hurts to ask. Maybe you needed a good back scrubbing. Maybe you needed someone to scrub your feet for you and clean your toenails. Maybe you need someone to help you onto your floating couch. Maybe you needed someone to accompany you on your journey down-river. I don’t know. Just guessing.

^Nitzer Ebb – Trigger happy^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Grouplove – “Ways to Go” [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]^

But yeah, musicians nest all kinds of crazy crap in their music, lyrics and artwork(s) that tend to accompany them. We’re trying to find a way to say what you said, better. If I wanted to repeat what you said, exactly as you said it, I’d shove a microphone in your face, sample what you said, and set the loop to ∞. But I don’t need that. That’s the reason I wrote this song in the first place. That loop is already looping in my head. It’s like a piece of granite or marble in my head, that I am trying to mold and shape into something else. Something less painful. A way of saying

“It’s OK, and if it’s not OK now, it will be soon.”

A way of saying…

“Yeah…that hurt. But look at what I was able to do with that hurt.”

I’m not apologizing FOR you…I’m apologizing TO you. Whatever my role, I’m sorry for my part. But that is my part, and it’s the only part that I have. The rest is up to you, and I really don’t give a flying fuck what you do with it from there. I did the best I could, with what I had to work with, if you don’t like it…

FUCK THE FUCK OFF!!!

^Fever Ray ‘Keep The Streets Empty For Me’^

Am I suggesting that some of these machines may not be running in the direction(s) they should be running and/or as designed to run?

Yes. Very much so. At many different times, in many different phases of operation. Startup to shutdown, and from inception to completion, in all phases, at all times, for a very long time. I don’t see this as a stretch at all. You only need to look at virtually any and every human endeavor over the last 8,000-10,000 years or so to see the remnants of those efforts.

Look into our water-tables, and you will find lint from clothing or all types from all places due to the manufacturing and upkeep of the garment industries. I wonder how long that shit is gonna be around? Maybe we should ask the fish and sealife/aquatic life that are knitting sweaters out of this shit.

^Fever Ray ‘When I Grow Up’^

I was under the impression that many of these projects were meant to offer some unlimited sources for those of us here, and those to come, via those that have been. Doesn’t work real well when you are constantly excluding those same people, just so that you can include them via your own methods and means, that better suit your own set of methods and means. You are gonna die someday. And maybe that’s yet another reason for death.

If you live long enough, you’re eventually gonna want it all. Not that you don’t want it all already. But if your wants and desires to have it all are based on the need to better distribute things as you personally see fit…how are you going to do that with “all” if you can’t even do that with “some”?

Plus…at some point, you are prolly gonna bump into the motherfucker that has already walked that path, and they prolly ain’t gonna be too happy to see you fucking with their shit. Or, maybe they were just being clever about how to arrange a face to face meeting since you’ve ignored their previous requests.

^The Knife – You Make Me Like Charity (Crywolf Remix)^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Cocteau Twins – Grail Overfloweth^

YEAH!! I’M SAYING THAT YOUR EXCLUSIVE BULLSHIT OFFERS ME NOTHING!!!

Thanks.

So glad you could get there first.

Maybe it works out best for us both that way.

Thanks for nothing.

Tis' now...11:53.

I have to go search for an electrical extension cord.

I have to spellcheck this shit as well.

WABASH: “W-w-w-w-was th-th-this th-th-the f-f-f-face…”

HENSLOWE: (unexpectedly) Very good, Mr. Wabash. Excellent. Report to the property master.

WILL: (looks at HENSLOWE in outrage.)

HENSLOWE: (apologetically) My tailor. Wants to be an actor. I have a few debts here and there. Well, that seems to be everybody. Did you see a Romeo?

WILL: I did not.

HENSLOWE: Well, I to my work, you to yours. When can I see pages?

WILL: Tomorrow

Movie = Shakespeare In Love

^Kita Alexander – My Own Way^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^NONONO – Pumpin Blood (Official Video)^

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

I hope you don’t mind.

^Whisper To A Scream (Birds Fly) – Icicle Works^

I’m not inserting a song here, particular or otherwise, I don’t care if you wanted to listen to it or not.

I hope you don’t mind.

^The Incredible Science Behind Flight – Documentary^

I hope you don’t mind.

I’m inserting this particular song here in the event you want to listen to it.

^Crash Test Dummies – Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm (HQ)^

cYa | cFa

^Documentary Italy’s Mystery Mountains 2014^

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Missive From ‘Merica: A Pollo Yonder

SUNDAY AFTERNOON – i.e. yesterday, quite late in the afternoon…

Ironing done and I was chatting to Cade via Twitter DM…

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I’d been over at Red Frank’s Merovee sight, watching a documentary about a woman with 7 personalities and posting comets, when Cade sent through a link to his latest at The Unseen Synchro. I read it straightaway…

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Apollo Olympian deity, god of music, poetry, medicine, etc., later identified with Helios, the sun god; the name is a Latin form of Greek Apollon, which is of uncertain origin. Beekes, after considering the alternatives, concludes, “In spite of repeated attempts, there is no IE etymology. … The name is probably Pre-Greek, and Hitt. Appaliunaš, mentioned in a treaty between Alaksandus of Wilusa and the Hittite king, may well be the Pre-Greek proto-form Apal’un.” The U.S. space program ran from 1961 to 1972.

yonder (adv.) “within sight but not near,” c. 1300, from Old English geond “throughout, up to, as far as” (see yond) + comparative suffix -er (2). Cognate with Middle Low German ginder, Middle Dutch gender, Dutch ginder, Gothic jaindre. Now replaced except in poetic usage by ungrammatical that.

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Hi!

<I.D. Under – Genericide – Genericide 1989>

X: You lost everything?

Cade: Yep.

Z: Everything?

Cade: 😐

Z: That’s no kind of answer.

Cade: Don’t change the subject.

Z: I will if I want to.

Cade: Fair enough.

Z: But…

Cade: I got nothing.

0: I could say…”you can say that again”…but I’m not going to.

T: I will.

Cade: Thanks.

B: I have a suggestion.

Cade: I’m all ears.

B: Why is that you think we don’t talk much.

Cade: Prolly because you’re dead.

B: But you didn’t know that until years after I had already died.

Cade: It doesn’t matter to me.

B: I don’t matter to you?

Cade: Not really.

B: That sounds awful hateful. AWFUL hateful.

Cade: If we weren’t buddies, pals or friends in life…why should that change just because you are dead?

B: You enjoyed my films?

Cade: Sure. Plenty of people enjoyed your films. Doesn’t make me want to chase you down for an autograph.

B: Now…you weren’t thinking about me there…were you.

Cade: Yeah…I was, but also someone else.

B: Under what context(s).

Cade: Stalkers…I believe is the popular parlance.

B: Catchy. Prolly sells a lot of newspapers and advertising space.

Cade: Do I really appear that glum and/or sardonic?

B: That would be sardonically ironic…wouldn’t it?

Cade: Sardonic thoughts, towards “media”…while talking to the ghost of an actor. Hmmm…yep.

B: What was…

Cade: NO!!! I won’t do it.

B: Why not.

Cade: Are you your name?

B: Not completely.

Cade: Well…there you go. We all have our reasons…don’t we?

Z: Leading questions are prohibited, banned, illegal and/or highly frowned upon.

Cade: lolz…That ought to about cover it.

0: So…let me get this straight. You’ll admit, to conversing with the ghost of a well known film actor…but you refuse to name names?

Cade: What the fuck good would that do?

B: No such thing as bad press.

Cade: lolz…welp…I ain’t in the mood for discussing the concept of remorse, prior to actually having a fucking reason for being remorseful.

X: Better safe that sorry…is that it?

Cade: You want me to call you on breaking your own rule(s) and/or established social pleasantries?

X: Only if you feel it necessary. 😉

Cade: K…well…I lost every fucking thing that I wrote…and I ain’t happy about it. Fair enough?

T: Lemme give it a think, and I’ll get back to you.

Cade: Thanks.

T: No problem.

X: Anything else.

Cade: I guess only…erm…everything else?

X: We’ll see.

Cade: You’re all about the multi-threading…I get that.

X: Do you?

Cade: Not really…but kinda…yeah. Not much to get really.

0: Now that’s just not nice.

Cade: So much for the effectiveness of multi-threading, eh?

0: I’m gonna reserve judgement for now.

Cade: Lemme know what you come up with.

X: …rawr…

<I.D. Under – Police State – The Lords of Nothing 1986>

cYa | cFa

<I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989>

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Later that night…

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It was a shot in the dark, probably due to Legs sending me a tweet the night before…

I'm fucking done with humanity. 😭 pic.twitter.com/tTJa8utznj

— Patrizio Jones-Peak (@Fooliehypster) October 24, 2015

Cade agreed to my suggestion and over the next couple of hours, I found out that B, from the missive above, is the ghost of a famous, male, American actor who has played the lead in his films. He died in the 21st century but not of suicide, accident or disease. No leading roles as soldier or cop, nor an Oscar win under his belt (probably – B wasn’t telling and Cade refused to look him up. I actually used a question up with “Can’t you look him up on Wiki?” /sigh…).

Amazing Wendy with Horns

Oh and the first letter of B‘s surname is a letter between M and Z…

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That was Sunday, Dear Reader. If you think you know who B is, please feel free pop a comet down below. And until next time… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Texarama Charmer…

*Oh FFS, Clicky! …/rolls eyes…*

Cade has sent a missive, Dear Reader, which is really rather jolly nice of him…

*TMI, Clicky…*

*Obviously…*

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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY YOU FUCKING LIMEY SHITHEADS!!!!

Also…a shout out to other foreigners reading this shit as well…<3, The Okie.

It’s currently 20:24 on July 4th, 2017.

When you read this, it prolly won’t be that same date or time.

But as I write this, I know, that sometime soon, YOU…will be reading this.

❤

Let’s start off, with a DAMN interesting bit I just found via The BBC on YouTube.

It’s…right up this Okie’s “Personal Tornado Alley” … and inspired me to write whatever is about to be written.

^BBC documentary about hernia meshes^

Tis now…Friday July 7th @09:24 in the morning. I didn’t get very far…did I?

My younger two children have been at a Christian Youth Conference for the past two/three days, they’ll be home later today.

Whatshername has been on vacation from work all week.

No crazy news to report this year via the Christian Conference.

Last year must have been some kind of fluke or random-assed nonsense or something.

^Desperado – Eagles^

Let’s invent some people.

We…are a certain government entity. We need some cash. So…let’s get it the old-fashioned way…by working for it.

We create 200,000 “fictional” people, mixed in amongst the 300+ million citizens, that are on government pay and/or pensions….GS’ers.

GS1 Step 1…we’re at roughly $20,000 per year.

$4,000,000,000

WOAH!!!

4 billion per year?

Maybe we need to dial that number back.

The GAO is prolly gonna notice that.

But maybe not.

Total expenditures: $4.147 trillion (requested) – 21.5% of GDP

Are you really going to be able to chase down these phantoms?

God I hate thinking in creepy channels like this 😦

^02 Truth Is Out Of Style^

Maybe we need to simply fudge what is reported to the GAO, based on real employees.

Or maybe we can do both.

Now we just gotta funnel these funds.

I mean…we’re using this money to protect and serve Americans…right?

I can’t help it that I am one of those Americans that needs a little personal service.

Due to my position…I can think of some others that need a little TLC as well.

^I Thank You by ZZ Top REMASTERED^

Stumbled across this train wreck earlier in the week…

Carl Bernstein calls for ‘different kind of reporting’ to take on ‘malignant presidency’

Oh my. Reporters reporting on reporting. What’s next? Reporters reporting on previously reported reports? No wait…they already do that….sorta.

So…with that in mind…if there are certain sections of the populace that are “milking the government tit”…wouldn’t reporters and reporting/news media companies be the first and last to squeeze that tit? The first to be there when it starts flowing, following the honey pot all the way down, and the last to be there when the final drop is squooze?

Q: Since when is media guaranteed to have all-access laminants 24/7 to anything and everything?

A: ...

^Cream – White Room^

I’ve been writing some crap about Texas over the last week on my own blog.

Welcome To Texas! Now GO HOME!!! Part Uno https://t.co/Nm90mWWNBQ pic.twitter.com/7SYAQVCebM

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) July 2, 2017

Welcome Home! Now GO TO TEXAS!!! Part Two-ish https://t.co/MsD1De0KOl pic.twitter.com/IXFsv9pIGQ

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) July 4, 2017

Texas Bullshit Part 3 https://t.co/3IHE9KXHFF pic.twitter.com/c6QzXGhpzE

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) July 7, 2017

Someone asked me for some suggestions about a trip to Texas via CFrank’s SmokyDrinky chatroom, so…I’ve tried to be accommodating.

That means, talk about the good … and the bad … and the ugly … as best I can.

This place is my home.

Yeah…there are some levels of removal in my personal life…but love it or hate it…Texas is my home. I just have a wandering heart, that beats inside a bent body, that contains a fucked-up mind, a restless spirit, and a void-ish kind of soul. So yeah…I’m happy. A happy person.

I can’t remember if the person who asked me was a Limey, or Aussie, or where in the fuck they were coming from…so…I’ve just tried to keep in mind that…

A) The are a foreigner

B) They speak English

C) They are prolly gonna drop a bundle coming to visit this shithole of a state…so let them choose their own path.

My job, as I see it anyway…is to point them towards these paths and pathways that they can then travel if they choose to do so.

I’ve tried to stress two primary things…

A) Nothing

B) People

People are kinda weird around these parts, because there is no fucking telling where they come from/came from…but I think it important to point out…that all Texans are imports of some kind.

Travelers who have found a place to land for a bit.

^Stevie Nicks – Landslide / HQ Lyrics^

I recently postulated the thought, that there were no limits whatsoever placed on the original creative intents, with respect to The Universe, that we currently occupy. To me, that’s the only reason that it works. It allows for both fate and chance, and allows for change, changes, and changing within a dynamic system that has some rather rigid rule sets. To relate…I’ll piss some evolutionists off to no end with an example/demonstration that I thought of this week.

It’s really a visual demonstration, so it’s going to be difficult to relate in text. But when I thought of it, I had the feeling that someone may have actually demonstrated this to me at some point when I was young. But the basis of this demonstration is to both define and non-define what “an infinity is” and how infinity relates to eternity.

^Ten Years After – I’d Love To Change The World^

I am holding both hands behind my back, where they cannot be seen.

I ask the question… “How many apples am I holding in each hand?”

The answer = irrelevant.

I extend one hand into view.

This hand is holding an apple.

I ask the question…

"How many apples am I holding in each hand?"

I remove the hand and again place it behind my back.

I ask the question…

"How many apples am I holding in each hand?"

I extend the opposite hand into view.

This hand is holding an apple.

I ask the question…

"How many apples am I holding in each hand?"

I remove the opposite hand and again place it behind my back.

I ask the question…

"How many apples am I holding in each hand?"

I extend both hands into view.

Both hands are each holding an apple.

I ask the question…

"How many apples am I holding in each hand?"

One in each hand…for a total of two.

Right?

I take a knife, and

cut one of the apples in half.

I locate and remove a single seed from this apple, and place it in my hand.

I ask the question…

"How many apples was I holding in each hand?"

One in each hand?

Two total?

Or is the answer…

"infinite apples, based on intents and intentions, based on perspective and perspectives?"

Or…is the answer…

"all of the above?"

^The kinks – Lola^

It could probably be said, that it is a rare occasion indeed when an infinity can be reduced in such a way that we can actually see the tangible result of an infinite set, within an infinite set, that is represented as, and by, a single unit of measure…an infinity set. A seed…in this case. But in this case, the case is encased within case after case after case…layer after layer. The “meat” of an individual apple is just as much a part of an individual seed and/or apple, as much as it is a part of the tree from which it originated, and the locale in which the tree itself resides.

So yeah…when infinities and eternities merge…into the eternal.

That’s how I see it anyway.

/me shrugs

LOTS more to think about there.

Water, dirt, origins, packing, shipping, buildings, infrastructure, roadways, pathways…and on, and on…and on.

Time.

^Buffalo Springfield – For What It’s Worth 1967^

There was someone who asked me a fairly direct question on Merovee recently. I don’t like talking on someone else’s blog if the conversation doesn’t relate directly to the owner of said blog. BUT!!! I do think about shit like this. How best to address a need, when and where it arises. All of my own personal rules are quite flexible in this regard, so I guess the only real “rigid” rule that I personally have…is…”be flexible.” Weird.

Anyway…they pretty much wanted what we all want or need at some point(s) in our lives…and that is…a motherfucking instruction manual. Some “Life: Step By Step For Dummies” guide or some shit like that, than can help us navigate the mire that we sometimes find ourselves in.

Yeah…“QUICKSAND!!! A HELPFUL ESCAPE GUIDE IN 10 EASY STEPS!!!”

lolz

Much easier to rely on others in these cases.

I mean seriously…someone may wonder by the quagmire you find yourself currently entangled in…and they may just so happen to have a copy of this completely worthless book that they may be willing to barter.

😉

I dunno…if I had to sum up “what it all means”…it would be something akin to learning how to rely on yourself AND others.

It’s a pickle…no bout a doubt it.

(misspelling above = intentional)

^Rory Gallagher – McAvoy Boogie^

They also asked my astrological sign…whatever in the fuck that means.

I was born in the month that precedes the month of December and follows the month of October.

I was born on the day that is right in the middle of this month of 30 days.

According to family legend, I was born two weeks late.

So I guess that I was supposed to be born on either Oct 31st or Nov 1st.

So yeah…I am a Scorpio…born on Nov 15th.

And yeah…there are LOADS of instruction manuals and guides to follow.

We may not be born holding a copy of a manual in our hands, but finding that manual and/or manuals is part of the fun.

I personally can see how “The Horoscope” can be a galactic guide of sorts. An overlay, template or hologram of sorts, that shows maybe how some interstellar energies sometimes move in certain ways. But I like to keep those contextual. I cannot tell you about me and my life up to this point in a single sentence. I gather this is why people have so much trouble with profiles in social media, because we have trouble identifying with who we are…who we wish to be…what we want others to see…what we DO NOT want others to see…etc., etc., and so on.

I’ve been married once.

I’ve been divorced once.

I am 49 years old.

I am unemployed.

I have no money, nor does it look as if I will have any money any time soon, if at all.

I have a small penis.

Aforementioned "small penis" is functional as far as I know.

I’m not sure how large my penis was supposed to be, because this is the only one that I got…so…whatever or something.

I guess if it eventually turns out that there is a God/gods, we’ll have some time to talk about what went wrong.

lolz

^Johnny Winter – Be Careful With A Fool^

Let’s keep this short.

(ba da ching)

Q: How many reasons to hate me do you really need?

A: ???

Is the answer “one?”

^Cocteau Twins – Lorelei -^

So yeah…a walk.

I actually have no problem at all with commitment or being committed to something or someone.

It’s really kinda easy to commit to something or someone.

But there are two parts to that equation…and I can only handle one side of it.

So yeah…now…you actually gotta go do whatever it is that you have committed to doing.

That’s…erm…gonna take some time.

Do you have the time?

That’s one thing I have shitloads of…time.

^April Wine – Roller Official Video^

cYa | cFa

^crystal method I Know It’s You^

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Flying Blind…

Twitter is down for me at the moment, Dear Reader. I wanted to get hold of Leggy to ask if I could publish a para–graph of Cultish…

*Clicky, NO! I don’t have permission… And neither do YOU!*

*I know you both worked for Dumey, Clicky… Butt I could get in to trouble!*

*/cough…*

The para–graph, Dear Reader was to add some context to a comet I left on Red Frank’s latest last night, Where East meets West…

*Oh yeah…/lights up…*

… Whereas Leggy posted on Left and Right…

*/sings… Any fin goes…*

Meanwhile in the mindlines, The Prez of US is waxing on about East and West… And shifting Pols…

*Wise words, dolphin assistant o’ mine… Also knot a good idea to abuse the pilot… /smacks lips… Fancy a swift ‘alf, Clicky?*

*Blue Frank’s place, then… /picks up cigs… Oh and don’t forget to leave Dear Reader a Song…*

All’s Fae in Love and War…

Mother had a few ‘truths’ she would impart to me and my sister when we were growing up. Dad, too, although his favourites included:

“Honesty is the best policy,”

“Ignorance is no defense before the law,”

and,

“Always be nice to the PAs – they’re the gatekeepers.”

The two that Mother used most often were,

“Faint heart never won fair lady,”

She mentioned that one to me several times one raining Sunday afternoon, as she made me pore over the telephone directory, looking for the phone number of a boy I’d met in the pub the night before. I was 16.

The other one was,

“All’s fair in love and war.”

Leggy wrote a post about The War last night. This would be the War on Tobacco, declared by Anti-Smokers in their bid to…

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… forge a tobacco-free world. Smokers are but collateral damage in the mighty offensive, waged upon a plant that inhabited this planet long before humans ever did.

If reality, and by that I mean real life lived and experienced, is ruled by laws based on lies… science fiction… does that not bring science fiction into play? Seems fair to me…

What is the greatest mystery in science?

There is a most profound and beautiful question associated with the observed coupling constant, e – the amplitude for a real electron to emit or absorb a real photon. It is a simple number that has been experimentally determined to be close to 0.08542455. (My physicist friends won’t recognize this number, because they like to remember it as the inverse of its square: about 137.03597 with about an uncertainty of about 2 in the last decimal place. It has been a mystery ever since it was discovered more than fifty years ago, and all good theoretical physicists put this number up on their wall and worry about it.) Immediately you would like to know where this number for a coupling comes from: is it related to pi or perhaps to the base of natural logarithms? Nobody knows. It’s one of the greatest damn mysteries of physics: a magic number that comes to us with no understanding by man. You might say the “hand of God” wrote that number, and “we don’t know how He pushed his pencil.” We know what kind of a dance to do experimentally to measure this number very accurately, but we don’t know what kind of dance to do on the computer to make this number come out, without putting it in secretly!

Dear Reader, if you’re a frequent visitor to the LoL, I have made no secret of my fascination of 137 and synchronicity. Nor my love for the greatest science fiction character of all time… Who?

Doctor Smoking

*Damn! Wouldn’t it be hilarious if the mystery were solved by someone enjoying tobacco, Clicky?*

Fun Fact! Peter Capaldi, the current and 13th (if you include the Hurt War Doctor) played a doctor from the W.H.O. in ‘World War Z‘ before entering the Tardis…

*Ooo I’m looking forward to Christmas this year, Clicky! I wonder who the 14th will be… /thinks… 14 is 7+7… 77… Z…*

Interesting comment of Cade’s on Leggy’s post…

C.F. Apollyon comment at UBU

Sew… I did a search and he was absolutely correct…

Nature's Whispers The Fair Family 13.7

… All’s fae in love and war… I guess it depends on your angle, see 😉

Dear Reader… have a drink…

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*Cheers, Clicky! Yore very good ‘elf…*

… And a Song…

Missive From ‘Merica: The Truth is… Sumwear? /winks…

Following his last missive, Dear Reader, Cade the Okie Devil left a comment which Clicky insisted go up as a post of it’s own…

*Yes, yes, I know… /rolls eyes…*

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I just woke up, was gonna give an early, bleary-eyed re-read, and caught your “Mysterious 137” link that I had not noticed yesterday.

(sorry I missed it yesterday) 😦

Sometimes…we fail. 😦

^deadmau5 – We Fail (Original + Music Video)^

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Fy – Feynmanium 137, immediately caught my eye, and some tumblers fell into place.

I gave it a quick read, and some more tumblers fell into place.

1,7 prolly should have jumped out at me sooner, but they didn’t.

4(000), 8(∞), 10/1(0), 11/(1)(1) prolly should have jumped out at me sooner, but they didn’t.

I guess if I would read some of this scientific crap here and there, I’d prolly stop stumbling around, but I don’t.

Q: Cade, why do you NOT read scientific papers?

A: Too "trade" oriented. Too much commerce on both the scientific AND business/commerce sides. Too exclusive and exclusionary.

Yeah…it gets nauseating reading all of the “potential applications” and “benefits to mankind” types of crap. Especially when these types of thinking exclude everything else.

Thinking about that now, we really do ride the razor blade on what gets investigated, when, how, and by whom, don’t we?

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I guess that’s the problem, or at least a problem…”a benefit to all mankind…(rubs hands together)…and we’re the sole providers of said benefits…heh heh heh!!!”…types of thinking….on all sides…from all perspectives.

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EX: You are one of these “radical environmentalists” that I hear about, who is going to get away from it all and live off of the land. You buy 200 acres of land “out in the sticks” @ $1,000 an acre, at a total cost of $200,000 (not including legal fees, taxes, etc.). Coal is discovered on the surrounding plots of land, and a large company swoops in and starts buying land @ $200,000 per acre so they can start strip-mining. You now have a choice…sell your land to the company for $40,000,000, or become an island in the middle of some future barren wasteland.

Q: Why do we as individuals have to think in these terms at all?

A: I dunno either.

But chances are, that you didn’t have the mineral rights to the land you occupy anyway, so the government is prolly gonna step in, make the company pay you back your $200K + some incentive cash, then send you packing.

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Yeah…137…Feynmanium 137…Gravite.

(0)Gravite(0)…would prolly be an accurate “atomic number” representation for it.

Primarily because you will be able to detect it’s presence, but nothing else.

The best way that I could represent that here in text would be…

)0( or (0) or )0) or (0(

The “(” and “)” characters are going to be your strings. Pointers…if you will.

“0” is going to be either, a Tachyon, a Neutrino, or both…which will give you your “God Particle.”

>0( or (0> or >0) or <0(

Above Is going to be another representational set. Think “strings” and/or “strings with stings”…should help.

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What I personally see…is a Tachyon…erm…”creeping in” to devices like The LHC very slowly over time, as the machine itself is built. Gotta keep the mechanics of The Universe and it’s constant motion in mind here. So, in this case, let’s call this particular Tachyon “A Tachyone”…since it’s going to be a single particle of Gravite that is going to be repositioning itself over a very long period of time, undetected and undetectable, repositioning constantly with the aid of it’s part and partner particle(s)…Neutrinos.

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SO!!!….once the reactor is complete….you basically have this …(0)… in the proximate position where the first “collision” will take place…even before the machine is turned on.

(Starting to think now about membranes would be a good idea)

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These strings outside of our Tachyon are going to direct all kinds of particles in all kinds of directions, at all kinds of speeds and trajectories, again…even before the machine is “actually turned on.” It’s been doing this long before the first bit of ground was broken to build this machine. Now…it’s just going to be a shade more…noticeable and/or detectable.

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Holy FUCK!!! I just realized how much I’ve written….sorry Roob….but you prolly get the idea of what I’ve been thinking about over the past few years…and just haven’t had the words and/or balls to come out and say it. But I’ll save my breath here…and I’ll thank you for keeping me on that 137 path. I’ve though about it a lot, just never really associated it with my [1,7], [3,6,9], [0000] sets that I use to mathematically create all other numbers via “my”…

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∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞

formula…”angles and trajectories for addition and subtraction via time”

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and

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A->+0+->B

A->0+0->B

B<-+0+<-A

B<-0+0<-A

formula…”wheel of time” (there is a singular representation for this formula, but I cannot duplicate it here due to text’s limitations).

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Yeah…these are both quasi-linear representations, 7 dimensional models that work together to calculate and estimate time based on models that themselves are constantly in motion. They never exclude time because they are dependent on time to function, but they can appear static due to the length of time that they can calculate and the numbers that they can generate…both staggeringly massive and staggeringly missive 😉

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So yeah…thanks for the link to the Feynman/137 crap. ❤

^The Prodigy – Out Of Space (Official Video)^

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There you go, Dear Reader, Cade’s comment with Clicky’s added vitamin K…

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*’K… /hears knock… Ooh dinner! Clicky, Song… /gets up to answer door…*

Norman’s Full House

A shambolic post about books, Dear Reader, inspired by the passing of a man called Barry, best known for his love of films…

*Fucking hell, Clicky, how did you find that? I remember watching that interview on telly at the time…*

*No fucking way! That advert was shown every time I went to the pictures…*

… And conversations last night with Leggy and Cade…

CLICKY PICCY TO WATCH CLIPPY

I discovered my Native American animal is Stag, Dear Reader…

‘Pre-Stag Weekend nights out. Jesus. You know the kind.’

Hugo’s a beaver apparently…

*’Cultish’ is incredibly offensive, Clicky… Funny as FUCK but liable to give those with a weak constitution an attack of the vapers…*

Leggy has now published Longrider’s anthology of short stories, Blackjack… And what a stunning collection of tales it is…

*I offer him copy editing services for free, Clicky… That way I get to read the stories for free… It’s a kinda win/win situation…*

Whilst the publisher provided the front cover, the author supplied the artwork for the back…

While a count of 17 is a good hand, the player may wish to draw for a higher total.

Three of Blackjack’s stories appeared in The Underdog Anthology...

… Along with Hugo’s story Jesus Saves…

*I hope he publishes it at The Probe, Clicky… I think a lot of people will want to read ‘Cultish’ after that…*

*Ah, I can’t make him listen to me, Clicky… I can’t make anyone do any fing…*

Mystery solved… pic.twitter.com/BMRrkbQmhS

— Swedish Canary 🇺🇸🇸🇪 (@SwedishCanary) June 28, 2017

Anyhoo, Leggy has now managed to publish a book a month since Christmas. Well done him! And I really hope he’ll publish one of his own stories in July…

*Knot at all, Clicky, it’s ready… He let me read it… /lights up and exhales… It’s been ready for fucking ages…*

Of course a ‘full house’ isn’t a term in blackjack, but it is one in poke ‘er…

*I guess my shambles can be a bit gaga, Clicky… /bites lip… Oh well, shall we finish up and have a Song?*

Missive From ‘Merica: The Truth Is… Sumwear? /shrugs…

Red Frank has a new Merovee post up, Dear Reader, and he makes an observation aboot last night’s post…

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*De Cade… :D Cade… 😀 …*

Blue Frank also has a post up and makes an observation about his name…

Cade ponders CFD and CFA and X chimes in

Alley… Ali… Ally… Allyness…

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There now follows a missive from Cade… His last… Probably…

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Sup y0, and y0s, and y0-y0s, n’shit like that?

LET’S DO THE FUCKING NEWS ASSHEADS!!!

^Losers – Summertime Rolls (Hybrid Remix)^


Utah officials release 911 call of man who apparently started fire

Apparently…

apparently.

Hmmm….

If a ghost suddenly appeared in front of you, just to let you personally know, that ghosts are real…

Q: Now what?

A: ...

“Thanks for dropping by Mr or Mrs Ghost!”



"Thanks for the fish."

Not that anything is fishy or anything.

Prolly a hook somewhere tho.

Hmmm....

^Manufacture – Passion For The Future^

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So…it appears that “Anonymous” is now in the business of aliens. Not like Anonymous is already a pack of fucking weirdos or anything…but I digress.

Um…I have a question…

Q: What in the FUCK do you mean…by “little microorganisms on a distant moon in our solar system?”

A: ...

Obviously, you either…

A) Cannot believe what you are actually contemplating with respect to the concepts of “size” as it relates to “intelligence” and its “discovery” from the vantage point of humans.

Or…

B) Are trying to get your head wrapped around singularities as it relates to size and/or life, via energy and energies, and all kinds of crazy paths and pathways.

Yeah…think “Land of the Giants” or “Fantastic Voyage”…and that should help you out immensely.

Also…stop relating “life” to or via “intelligence” and it’s trappings.

You as an individual, or even a group…may already be all fucking over these concepts.

But then again…maybe not.

Just sayin'.

Anyway…looking for life under the auspices of determining whether or not they are worthy of the classification …um… scares me. Breaks my heart too…but yeah…it scares me.

^Anonymous believes NASA is poised to announce discovery of aliens^

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Um…one other thing?

Q: Who gives a flying fuck if NASA, or anyone else for that matter, announces “the discovery of aliens or alien life?”

A: ???

Q: Who gives a flying fuck if Anonymous, or anyone else for that matter, announces “the discovery of aliens or alien life” via NASA or any other source?

A: ???

Man…shit just got complex, eh? All kinds of twists and turns to think about there, eh?

The complexities of politics and political meanderings…all based on a single premise and/or a single viewpoint within a premise.

So...yeah...power.

Isn’t it a fair assumption, for anyone who goes into politics/is elected to office, to assume that whatever is currently in place is how things are supposed to be? The voters sure appear to think that way. God forbid any changes are made. Not that the purpose of government is to change things or anything.

Q: I wonder if the purpose of government is to keep things the same?

A: ???

Maybe we get to make those decisions ourselves, when, and if, the opportunity presents itself.

^Der Böse Mann – Kommt Mit Mir (1990)^

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Got another popup on my computer from ZoneAlarm firewall today. It’s pretty much what inspired me to write all the crap I’ve already written today, as well as what I am writing now.

I wrote recently about a popup I got from ZoneAlarm sometime back…and how confusing it was to get the popup, and how confusing the message that I got within the popup was to me.

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First popup is below, and I got it back on May 15th of this year…

Q1: Which of your employees posed for the above pic?


A1: ?!?!?

Q2: Does this “creepy looking individual” that works for you have access to, erm, “questionable technologies?”


A2: ?

Q3: What do you have against hoodies and laptops?

A3:

The guy is prolly just playing Diablo.

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Second popup is below, and I got it earlier today – Jun 29, 2017…

Le yikes. News I don’t want…via a software company.

I guess they are getting ready to expand to new markets.

Am I now supposed to look this bullshit claim up via some real and/or fake news source and verify it? If your software needs some kind of upgrade to combat this whatever it is, should I contemplate another software provider?

Meh…that’d be foolish. Prolly all owned by the same parent-company anyway.

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This is the update window that I’ve been getting for the past 4-6 months.

My bitch with this popup…is…that is ALWAYS steals focus. No matter WHAT IN THE FUCK IS RUNNING OR WHAT I AM DOING…it steals focus and forces itself to the foreground. It’s pissed me off so bad, that I have refused to update.

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“Security Software” keeps users honest. Yeah…users. It’s a constant reminder as to what you are downloading, from where, and where you go and what you do. If someone wants into your computer and/or network…they are going to get in…and there is nothing you can do about it.

^Numb – Lies^

I guess that software updates are now news channels.

“The second in the last two months?”

I know that I already ranted about this above…but to think that a software company is now going to start either A )quoting third-party news sources, or B) acting as a first party news source on THEIR schedule instead of mine? FUCK THAT and FUCK YOU!!! If I want news of ANY kind(s)…I’ll find it myself, you pretentious fucks.

Yeah...I realize you don't care.



There's a sucker born every minute...right?

^Ionic Vision – Drive^

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Roob pointed out yesterday that this Tuesday is Independence Day. I’ve not really thought about this particular holiday much over the past few years. It used to be a day or weekend at the lake shooting fireworks and drinking beer…or grilling outside and getting drunk. There’s a country club right up the street that always has a professional fireworks show. Which is weird that they can shoot all the fireworks that they want…but average citizens…cannot.

The signs went up around here a few weeks ago.

They are HUGE signs, and simply say…

NO FIREWORKS!!!

NO GUNFIRE!!!

Yep…these signs are in both English AND Spanish.

Now…I wonder why that would be?

You don’t have bilingual street signs helping all people(s) on their way, but you put up bilingual signs on the street telling us what we cannot do.

Sorry political peeps…but it’s kindof a “Mexican Thang” to fire guns on Independence Day here in this neck of the woods in the USA.

Weird...eh?

Bunch of dirty, filthy, Mexican and Hispanic scumbags…celebrating…American Independence.

Guns or no guns…that concept alone is weird enough.

Add the thought of “celebrating independence with firearms“…and shit suddenly gets all kinds of sideways.

^Interactive – No Control 1990^

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We’ve been through this nonsense before.

“I, as a white, gun-toting, God-fearing American…celebrate my freedom and independence with and via firearms, on every day of the year…except…July 4th. Every other day of the year, I carry a gun to celebrate my freedom…but NOT on July 4th.”

 <yawn>

I guess this concept is about to rear it’s head again. I remember it from back in the 1970’s when we had a HUGE influx of Hispanics flowing through Texas looking for work. Many if not most, were migrant farm workers who were being put out of work by farms going bust just about everywhere. Most of these migrants were headed north into Oklahoma and Kansas, or coming into Texas from the west to head back south.

I got all kinds of stories that I could tell about that time and those goings on…but I’m not gonna tell em here.

^Front 242 Masterhit^

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I guess that I am trying to get my head wrapped around what announcements, of any type, really mean anymore. NASA could announce that they’ve found a planet that is made entirely of diamonds…and it really doesn’t mean a thing to me. Not that they’ve already done that or anything, and not that I am complacent or dead in the heart. I just don’t think that announcements regarding “life elsewhere in The Universe” will come from some human government entity, irrespective of the country of origin.

I view “alien life” in much the same way that I view God/the gods. If they are there, and they drop by for a visit, they are fully capable of deciding how best to make their presence known. May take them a while to figure out how to do that, but yeah…prolly ain’t gonna come from some government that no one trusts. Maybe there is something to be learned there regarding the concepts of trust and self-trust.

^Bigod 20 – America^

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Yeah…if little microscopic aliens showed up in some little microscopic spaceships…we might wanna think/rethink some of these thoughts that we have regarding size and sizes, and what those concepts really mean. Especially if these little fucks are mean little shits, here to bask their tiny little spaceships in our Pineal Gland goop.

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They’ll be tripping balls, firing their lasers and shit for some intergalactic rave in our brain sacks…and shit might get a little kookie and out of control. I mean, not that I’ve been thinking about the concept of singularities over the last few years, and maybe some of the things that they can be.

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But some of the concepts that I’ve pondered are fucking mind-bendingly…erm…mind-bending. Microscopic and even smaller particles, that move so ridiculously fast through space, spaces and time, that they can be in two places at the same time. Not only that, but they can move to a third location so ridiculously fast, that there is no way for you to quantify that they have moved at all, save for the events that transpire after-the-fact, that show that they did indeed move.

^SOLARIS – Revenge (Aggrotech,Harsh EBM, Terror EBM)^

Now…you are probably wondering…

Q: How can that be? How can they be here, and not there, and yet here and there at the same time?

A: ???!!!???!!!???

Welp…that’s really pretty easy. Because the question becomes, what are they doing here, and what did they do there? Yeah…event driven based on will and wills amongst intent and intentions.

EX:

Q: Are you at (a singularity) at the stoplight that is 10 miles from here? A: No.

Q: Can you make a piece of paper blow down the sidewalk that is next to this light? A: Yes.

Q: When? A: I just did.

To the observer who sees this piece of paper suddenly move, their heart is prolly gonna skip a beat. Maybe this singularity will drop by to check and make sure you aren’t having a fucking heart attack or passing out from being freaked the fuck out.

Point being, that these…erm…entities…are always moving so incredibly fast, that most of the time it appears that they are not moving at all. This is because they can be virtually anywhere and everywhere, or even nowhere…all at the same time.

Q: Sound familiar?

A: ???

Still too much of a stretch for ya? (pun not intended, but noted)

Let’s try this then…

^Valium Era – FCUK YOU^

Let’s imagine that there are in fact, two Universes, and not one.

Let’s imagine these two Universes as being side by side.

Imagine placing two bowling balls side by side.

Outside of these two Universes…is…erm…we’ll just say “the entity that created them”, and this entity is able to move and manipulate these two Universes at will.

0<---Universe A | Universe B --->0

Now…this entity, does not reside in gravity in the contextual way that we do…so they are gonna flip flop these Universes.

0<---Universe B | Universe A --->0

Yep…just that quickly.

Now…

Q: How fast did Universe A appear to be moving to observers in Universe B, an vice-versa?

A: ???

I’m gonna take a guess here, and say “infinitely fast.”

But to the entity that moved them, in relativistic terms, these Universes were only moved 3 feet.

There was no ill effects on either Universe, nor the environment(s) outside of them.

The entity that moved them, saw the opportunity to move these two, within a time frame, where moving them would have no ill-effect on either, and moved them.

So yeah…knowing a bit about environment and environments, and keeping the quantum and it’s contents contextual, allows you to do all kinds of crazy shit that seems impossible.

BUT! That’s how we learn.

Pathways of all kinds.

^!Bang Elektronika – Ich Bin So Atzend!^

Maybe that’ll open the door a little better to wormholes, what they are, and why they are.

Assuming that they actually are…that is.

^KMFDM – A Drug Against War.mpg^

I guess another good way to visualize this concept, would be to take one of the bowling balls, and shove drinking straws through them. This might help a little bit in visualizing the way and ways that energy and energies transition space and spaces.

As you push these drinking straws through, from one side to the other, and out, they are going to appear to achieve some ridiculously fast speeds, and create some massive energies…and they can and do.

But what about when the straws stop moving?

Yeah…as in…you push the straw only so far in, then stop.

If you think about both ends of the straw, where they were, to where they are, from beginning to end of the movement of the straw, that might help a little bit with respect to relativity and simultaneousness. ESPECIALLY as these concepts relate to other concepts like “spooky action at a distance” and other whacked out and weird concepts.

If you never NEVER EVER forget…where we are, and what is going on here and now…and how gentle The Universe is treating us and treats us…maybe some of these concepts won’t be so freaky and scary.

Yeah…context.

Time is...erm...weird.

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

Roob did such a great job at adding pics on the last whatever turned missive…that I’m gonna let her add pics to this one if she wants to.

OH! If you wanna find some of the freaky stuff that I find on Google Images, go to Google images, and search for…(don’t use the quotes, or you can if you want to, whatevz)

"geometric gif"

or

"geometry gif"

or

"infinite loop gif"

or

"infinite loops gif"

There are some other terms and other methods that I use as well, but I’ll keep those in reserve for now.

😉

^Nitzer Ebb – Join In The Chant (Surgeon Remix)^

I gotta go.

cYa | cFa

^Agrezzior – Strong We Stand^

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*Belay that Song, Clicky… Cade has sent some more…*

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Roob just mentioned via Twitter that she was about to start formatting the newest whatever I sent her last night, and I asked her if I could add a paragraph. She replied “no worries”…so…here we go.

Today is Friday, and I read a bit of my today’s repost of crap from back in December of 2015. In it, I espouse a rather fantastic claim of being able to unite divided scientific disciplines into a unified theory under a united umbrella.

You divided this shit up in the first place.

Is it my fault that…

A) You cannot piece back together the shit you tore apart in the first place?
B) I can piece the shit you tore apart back together?

I think that as long as you remain uni-perspective based, you are gonna stumble.

I also think that as long as you remain objectives based under the auspices of a single objective, you are gonna stumble.

 Everything is already connected and together.

Tearing something apart, even under the auspices of “so that you can better understand how is was connected in the first place” is no guarantee that you will find what you are looking for.

Especially when you consistently forgo the changes that are transpiring in the midst of the change and changes that you are making…thinking that this has no effect on outside events, irrespective of how you qualify your efforts.

“Impact via size and sizing/limiting” is a big one within science.

 How ironic...eh?

I get the feeling that there were no limits placed on the original design of our Universe. Hence…

1) You will never find what you are looking for using the methods and means you are using.
2) If you set your mind to actually finding what you are looking for, you will HAVE to go all the way.

Yep…scary thought(s)…eh?

All...or nothing.

Q: What’s wrong with nothing?

 A: ¿?¿

^Depeche Mode – Nothing (video)^

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Welcome to the LoL

So glad you could join us, Dear Reader, for the second half of Cade’s latest missive from ‘Merica. Earlier today I mentioned that ‘ere in Blighty, today’s date is written 13.7, but for my Okie Devil chum in Texas, it’s 7.13…

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…—…∞

∞…—…∞

^Jefferson Airplane -White Rabbit-^

Government = —> HERE

HERE <— = Science

^The Nipple Erectors-All The Time in The World^

^Combichrist – Shut Up And Swallow^

^Clint Ruin & Lydia Lunch – Meltdown Oratorio^

^The Gentlemen-It’s A Cry’n Shame^

^Cocteau Twins – Pitch The Baby^

^TRIUMPH – Lay It On The Line (OFFICIAL VIDEO)^

^ZZ Top – I’m Bad, I’m Nationwide^

^Laibach – See That My Grave Is Kept Clean (Official video)^

^Just Between You And Me – April Wine^

^ZZ Top – TV Dinners (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)^

^The Rings – I Wanna Be Free (1977)^

^ZZ Top ‘A Fool For Your Stockings’^

^Indigenous – “Waiting”^

^Warren Zevon – Lawyers, Guns and Money^

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Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Happy Turd Day, Dear Reader. Here in the UK, today is 13.7…

Sew… I had a busy day yesterday. Important guests were visiting my place of work, and the day before I’d been sent to buy some consumables…

… Also I had to be there extra early yesterday morning. When I put my hours worked into the spreadsheet by my employer, for accrued hours, I got a bit of of a surprise…

And if you’re wondering at all, Dear Reader, all the hard work put in during the weeks prior to yesterday’s visit paid off because it went off without hitch…

Meanwhile, Cade sent through a new missive but I was just too knackered last night for much more than a bath, a bite to eat and the obligatory ironing…

I’m going to split his ramble-shamble in half, so part ‘eh?’ is below; the second will be along later. Enjoy! 😀

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^Revolting Cocks – Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?^

Q: What are the odds that the vast majority will fail?

Q: Can you pass your own test?

^ZZ TOP – Just Got Paid (HIGH QUALITY)^

^Revolting Cocks – Me So Horny^

^April Wine – I Like To Rock Official Video^

^ZZ Top – Legs (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)^

Q: I wonder how many sides of the fence the pro-smoking/anti-smoking fucks are playing?

Q: What do all of these have in common?

Q: What if these “smokers” do not own goats?

Q: What if these “smokers” do not view their children as possessions to be taken away?

^ZZ Top – Cheap Sunglasses^

And tested.

And tested.

Q: Why would a complete nobody with nothing and no one…be included…in some global game…against his wishes?

^Alice In Chains – Would^

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The second half of this missive will be posted up at the LoL later…

I’ve been having a very busy week at work, Dear Reader, and tomorrow promises to be extremely hectic…

Cade had very kindly furnished us with a fabulous missive. So no funny business…

… I’ll just let you get on and read it for yourself. I’ve gotta go to bed. Enjoy! ❤

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Good Morning!

^Cocteau Twins — Blue Bell Knoll^

^Uptown- I’m Losing You (12″ VOCAL)^

Q: Are we talking about real people?

Q: To what end? Where does it end?

Q: I wonder how many family, friends and acquaintances these people have?

Q: I wonder how many family, friends and acquaintances these family, friends and acquaintances have?

Q: Does any of that matter?

^Cocteau Twins – Donimo^

…and you fucks are ruining them for me.

Q: Who disconnected those “loose ends” that you are now reconnecting?

^Cocteau Twins Alice HD^

^Cocteau Twins: Heaven or Las Vegas (album ver. Video)^

^Alice | Pogo^

Q: DUDE!!! ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!?!?!?!?

^FRONT 242 – Strobe^

^front 242, rerun time^

Q: What are you up to?

^Nitzer Ebb – Hold On^

Q: I wonder how bad the rebound will be when we start telling ourselves that we can do better/we can do it better?

^Engine fail crash landing Super Bingo – cockpit view!^

^Cocteau twins “Ooze Out and Away, Onehow”^

Q: How do we stop it?

^TAKE ME WITH YOU – Elizabeth FRASER^

Q: How can you tell if an engine is running backwards?

SAY!!! That reminds me.