Past Presents Yet To Come…

Yesterday…

*Mellow, Clicky… Nice! …/lights up…*

The 8th December, was the anniversary of John Lennon’s death in 1980, Dear Reader. 37 years ago; I was reminded of that day whilst reading Blue Frank‘s post yesterday about May Pang, John Lennon’s girlfriend, briefly, in 1973…

*Weird, Clicky… /drags… Red Frank has a new MEROVEE post up today about a black hole discovery that’s puzzling scientists…/taps ash… created just after the Big Bang, like…*

Merovee The Grand Unifying Theory of Everything

*GUT of everything? …/drags… As John Lamb Lash mentioned at the end of his last talk… ‘See colon backslash’ …/blows smoke ring… The singularity… /stubs butt… I asked my good friend, ‘The Gut Doctor’ about 137 before, Clicky…*

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*Roob-ID-I-um… /lights up…*

Rubidium-87 has a half-life of 48.8×109 years, which is more than three times the age of the universe of (13.799±0.021)×109 years, making it a primordial nuclide.

…Knot only that, Dear Reader, it was but a year ago, on December 8th 2016, that the very first Underdog Anthology was published. I was reminded of this reading Leggy update on the upcoming Christmas edition, posted last night…

The Good The Bad And Santa

*Leggy just emailed me a complete final copy, Clicky… /puffs merrily… It looks fucking AWESOME!!!*

Underdog Christmas Anthology Content

*That’s interesting, Clicky… /stubs butt… ‘Christmas Ever’ covers page 137… /lights up…*

There’s an additional treat included with three illustrations Leggy drew way back in the 80s. Three perfect Santa cartoons that illustration Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come perfectly…

…And, Dear Reader, you may notice from the Contents page that a certain missive writer from Text US has a story included. I had the most enormous fun last weekend editing ‘Christmas Ever’, as Cade wrote it…

There is a real treat in this one for those who enjoyed Brian W. Aldiss’s excursions into the deeper, stranger SF regions. If you re-read his shorts such as ‘As for our Fatal Continuity’ and ‘Send Her Victorious’ (in ‘Comic Inferno’, well worth a read if you can still get it and the title story is in much the same vein too), and his novel ‘The Eighty-Minute Hour’ (which I read several times) then you are going to love this one. I’m not telling you the title yet, but I will when it’s ready to go.

*/squints… What’s that red book Cade’s using, Clicky?*

The Red Book Backdrop

*/rolls eyes… Figures… /continues to smoke…*

Sew… hopefully, Dear Reader, ‘The Underdog Anthology IV: The Good, the Bad and Santa’ will be available to everybody…

children warning

*/coughs… Don’t give Leggy ideas, Clicky!*

… Um, nearly everybody sometime before Thursday. I will post a link when it is and let you have a look at the Afterword corruption. In the meantime, have a good week, don’t be mean and… Have a Song… 😉

*/puffs… Clicky! I find the new title of that Song highly offensive… /streams smoke… Get another…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Miss Me?

A bit of a treat for us now, Dear Reader… A new missive from Cade, The Okie Devil of Text US!!

*Happy much, Clicky?*

I’ll let Cade tell you himself. Enjoy! ❤

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!!!WHORE NETS!!!

^Huge Hornet Nest Removal^


I know…I know. There weren’t supposed to be any more of these for a while. And yes, I realize I’ve been writing some bullshit over at my own blog. And yes, I know that this “me leaving for a while” has happened several times. Maybe that’s why some people who write/write blogs or whatever, just….”disappear”…without saying goodbye. Maybe not. I don’t know…I’m not them, and life can be complex. Or simple. Or whatever. That does make me think a bit tho about structures and frameworks.

When we study, and learn, and study, and amass, and study, and learn, and seek, and accumulate…all for whatever purpose that we are doing this and these things for…we sometimes forget to reduce. And if there is anything that humans are good at, it is reduction. Prolly why things get so fucked up when we amass, and forget to reduce.

EX: You are a dude, who likes a gal, and you write her a shitload of poetry to win her affection(s).

Q: What happens when and if you actually win her affection(s)?

A: !!!

Yeah. Do you suddenly stop writing her poetry?

That’s not a very nice thought.

To me it isn’t anyway.

But yeah…I think we humans are masters at reduction and redux.

I think “The Universe” prolly gives us a hand here and there when we forget.

^Drop The Poptart w/ Somewhere Up Here (2nd edit)- deadmau5^

OH!!! A very Happy Birthday to Cynarae St. Mary, who turned 759 or so years old today.

❤ !!!HBD!!! ❤

A song for CstM.

🙂
^Röyksopp – Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^

How are you? Ya…really…YOU!!! How are you? I worry about you. Well, not only and always worry, but I do think about you here and there.

How your day has been?

How are you getting along?

Hoping that you are OK.

/me shrugs

Many times I have to stop myself from doing this tho.

Not my job to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.

Or maybe it is.
^Leftwing & Kody – Sound Boy (Original Mix)^

Much of the infrastructure that makes infrastructures possible is invisible, or at least more temporary/less visible. When we think about older engineering marvels, we seem to be more fascinated by the shit that ain’t there, that the shit that is. Prolly why we sometimes get so goddamn nosey about people as individuals, and what has made them what and who they are. So…we pile it on. Anything and everything is possible, and we can and do explore any and all options. We MUST know…right?

I digress.

I was watching a documentary about Stonehenge the other day, and this yet is another structure that “baffles” modern engineers. That somehow these ancient fucks were idiots because they didn’t have “modern shit” like we do. Yet I get the feeling, that whatever they had, was the most modern shit available at the time, so in Relativistic terms…yeah…they were pretty goddamn modern, and were at least equally modern to us.

I digress again.

They were digging up bones, and talking about how the most revered and most wealthy/powerful people were buried at and around the Stonehenge site itself, and there was a nearby camp where “the workers” lived, and where THEY were buried.

Q: Any chance you fucks have that backwards?

A: !!!

You always assume these top down societal structures to where “the haves” get everything, and “the have nots” get nothing, and always forego the slightest INKLING of any equality within the mindset(s) of ancient people(s). That anything and everything was always driven by rod and lash. I find this difficult to believe. Weren’t there less people back in the dizzay? Or is that a strawman argument that has been summarily dismissed by…erm…experts?

Yet again, I digress.

I get the feeling that “workers” were prolly always revered. If you have a batch of brains that can design but not build, and a batch of brawn that can build but not design, there’s an equality there.

^Tim Hawkins – “Yoga Pants” (song)^

Been thinking quite a bit about time with respect to genetics over the past few weeks and months and years, then suddenly, I stumble across this story last week where they’ve made some new revolutionary change to some dude’s genetic code. But what that really got me to thinking about, was this story I read a year or so ago, about this group that was about to attempt to put an organism in some kind of living death stasis, and then see if they can revive it. The story gave me the chills, so I’ve not followed up on it and have no idea if they proceeded/what the results were, but that does get me to thinking about honesty.

Not truth...honesty.

Q: Can you find truth via any path other than honesty?

A: ???

Yeah…I dunno either. But I did get to have lunch with my mother the other day, and it reminded me of something she told me when me and her went to visit the grave of one of her brothers back during the summer of this year.

Ma: Ya know Cade, you were the most honest of my children.

Cade: Me?!?!?!?

Ma: Yes…you. I could always count on you to be honest.

Cade: Sure as shit never seemed that way at the time.

Ma: Well, I’m sure that you were honest many times because you feared repercussions/getting in trouble, but you were always honest nevertheless.

Cade: Thanks?

It was quite the gut-shot on several levels. Are we only honest when there is a punitive system in place to keep us that way? I wonder when THAT structure can be removed, and we can just…be honest?

^Nitrous Oxide – Orient Express^

SO!!! These fucks will tell us what they are doing, but not necessarily why nor how, and they may or may not tell us how everything turns out. So…trust. Is trust the path to truth? Or honesty.

Lotta bricks in a path.

Nevermind the infrastructure that creates the space and spaces to lay the bricks in the first pace. And where’d those bricks come from anyway?

WHO DREAMED ALL THIS SHIT UP?!?!?!?

WHERE’D IT COME FROM?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Just sayin’.

^The Revivalists – Wish I Knew You^

Made a video with my new camera recently, and the clouds on this particular day had that “a roof on the world” kinda vibe to them. It reminded me of some of the visualization types of things that I used to do when I was younger.

On days when the clouds cooperate, lay on your back on the ground, look at the sky and clouds, and try to picture the clouds being both a ceiling AND a floor, all while thinking about the ground you are laying on being both a ceiling and a floor.

Now…watch the clouds move.

Try and fix your eyes at certain points, and to NOT follow a particular something moving through the sector you are focusing on.

Now think about yourself being between both of these floors/ceilings.

Now…think about the world spinning.

Now…think about anything and everything else in The Universe, and how it is moving and spinning.

Q: How…in the FUCK…am I stationary?

A: !!!

You’ll prolly eventually start doing what I call “phasing”…and you may get a shade disconcerted and confused about what it moving, and what is not. But if you keep in mind that you are both moving and stationary, even when “stationary”, it should be something to help keep you from freaking out to badly when you start to see “the void” and just how deep it is.

^Detlef – JayDee^

Something that I tried to do, was see myself circling the entire Universe, and traveling that distance so fast, that I eventually flew right through The Earth/Terra from the back, and right back into my body. And actually, it wasn’t a circle as much as it was traveling a straight line to somewhere that was so distant, that eventually something unexplainable happened. This resulted in me being put on a return trajectory, that returned me to where I was, via a straight line from the opposite direction.

You can prolly put a torus in there, and that analogy/description might make more sense, because the straight line will eventually bend at some point. But at some point and points, you are going to get this sliding kind of feeling, like you are about to start sliding around on the ground, and start circling The Earth/Terra in circles while laying on your back.

This can be a frightening sensation. But what I was eventually able to do, is just go with it. It’s kinda funny to imagine gravity failing you just enough, that you are eventually traveling in circles around the planet, all while laying on your back. Faster and faster, until eventually, you are going so fast, that you wind up right back where you are.

When you are able to start imagining yourself circling the planet, and circling The Universe at the same time? You can cover some distance(s) in relatively short order, and you can start to see and imagine all kinds of crazy shit.

^Latmun – Please Stop (Original Mix)^


Cade: SO!!! What choo up to?

X: Same ol’.

Cade: We never talk anymore.

X: That’s because you never shut up.

Cade: I do try sometimes.

0: Interference?

Cade: Funny that YOU would mention that.

0: How so?

T: Yeah…how so?

Cade: Rut roh.

T: What does THAT mean?

Cade: I dunno. Just lots of “convos” going on pretty much 24/7, so it’s kinda difficult to know what to think sometimes.

Z: Are you saying…that you are…”hearing voices”?

Cade: No. You said that.

Z: Oh.

Cade: I’m trying to make sense of a lot of things.

0: Maybe…too much?

Cade: How would I know?

X: Maybe this is where you would need to rely on others.

Cade: If I’ve no clue what I am doing, how the hell would they know?

X: Maybe they’ve been there?

Cade: That doesn’t make sense. Contextually.

0: What are you saying?

Cade: Whatever I say and/or have said?

0: You aren’t fond of leading questions, and yet, you give rambling and/or indirect answers. Isn’t that kindof…hypocritical?

Cade: Sure.

0: Wait, wait…wait just a minute there sparky. It’s that easy?

Cade; I thought you wanted direct answers?

X: Booyah!!!

Cade: …

^50 Cent – Just A Lil Bit (Paradox City Edit) (Free Download)^

That should bring us to “flat earth” quite nicely. Or not very nicely. Or both. Or whatever.

The ground beneath your feet…is it flat?

If you are in North America, and someone else is in Australia, is the ground beneath your feet flat, and beneath their feet bent?

How? 

Doesn’t that make the ground beneath your feet bent to them, and the ground beneath their own feet flat?

So maybe it’s both?

Maybe it’s either?

Maybe even sometimes…it’s neither?

Were you, contextually, within the womb? What about prior to? What about after?

Yeah…that after…what about then?

That wasn’t such a long walk, now was it?

Guess we have a ways to go.

Beneath. Bene. Bene – eath.

You "r" the only thing missing 😉

Sorry…just doing some parsing and concatenation for display and/or teaching purposes.

Carry on.
^Leftwing & Kody – What You Sayin^

If you want something to be one, or the other? Welp…I gots some news for you…it’s already that.

^CamelPhat – Drop It^

Did you know that Japan has Raccoons? They do. I wonder how those got there?

^deadmau5 gets frustrated writing music too^

HEY!!! Survival Lilly won an award!!!

Now…them commies are speaking some weird and ancient dialect of Spanish in the video below, so I’ve no clue what in the fuck they were/are saying. However, I watched the whole goddamn video, and think that it’s cool that she won. Good for her ❤

^Survival Lilly wins Austrian Video Award 2017^

Let’s see what Thor is up to!!!

^THORnews 5 yr Heart to Heart: #1 Puerto Rico, the Mental State of the USA & bad Endgames.^


Got to looking at the image above...and it got me to thinking about something...

Q: What accounting does mathematics take into consideration with respect to changes within the soil(s) where the plant/flower grows, over time?

A: ...

Lemme guess…negligible? No wonder your figures never work. You gots tunnels visions.

The finite is always massive, contextually. The micro IS the macro, within the micro. Just thinking, that we seem to be willing to take some MASSIVE liberties with respect to an environment we know very little about. Seems like making predictive assumptions via intentionally toppling a stack of bricks. Poking something here, in order to get a reaction elsewhere. You don’t know what that reaction will be, but you are pretty sure that there will be a reaction, and that you can work with whatever it is that presents itself. So…using intelligence gathering methods from one area in which these methods are labeled as tried and tested and true, and applying those modes and methods in another area.

Sounds nested
^Green Velvet & Jay Lumen – It’s All About Me (Original Mix)^

Does the world need to crumble in order to find the hows and whys of what keeps it together?

Yeah…gonna be some long walks and lengthy discussions required in order to get your head wrapped around the thoughts that go along with that concept and those concepts. So with respect to reduction, does reduction remove? Or add?

If you need to take a breath, but cannot because someone is sitting on your chest, do we need to reduce? Or add? When and where, and/or, in what order? If you cut down a forest, does that make space? Or does it remove space?

According to myth, trees produce oxygen. So isn’t getting rid of a bunch to make space, actually causing our bubbles to potentially collapse because there in nothing to facilitate the production of the matter required to sustain this and these bubbles?

Lots to think about there. Especially if you/we start thinking about all kinds of bubbles, of all shapes and sizes, in all kinds of environments, that are nested and embedded within our environments.

^Trentemoller – Always Something Better (Trentemoller Remix)^

Air conditioning, heating, and/or climate control. Gotta remember to address climate control at some point.

^Howling – ‘Signs’ (Rødhåd Remix)^

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^The Crystal Method – Name Of The Game^

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*That is an awesome looking sky right there, Clicky*

Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Further Shock & ‘Owie!

LAST TIME AT THE LOL

*/lights up… Oi Clicky! …/inhales… there’s an interesting comment …/exhales… from Cade in yesterday’s post that got me onto a rant about smoking… /inhales… You’re a clever bugger… /exhales… find a video clip with How i.e. Mandel and smoking and Nazis… /drags…*

*/splutters… Fuck in ‘ell, Clicky! You got look like in there as well? …/coughs… You are a clever bugger… /drags… And to think… /blows smoke ring… Dumey found you in his swamp…*

Continuing on from the last two posts, Dear Reader, another Decoding the Mandela Effect talk from John Lamb Lash. This time, a question…

*Sew doo you reckon I have the imagination, Clicky, to see things as they actual are? …/lights up…*

*Oh fuck! Has the organ-grinder’s organ penalised smokers again today?! …/puffs angrily… I know Sophie likes a laugh, butt beyond the Laffer Curve is beyond a joke…*

*Spitting image? …/taps ASH… I’m spitting sumfing, Clicky… /snarls…*

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smoke-stained-walls*/squints… What you trying to say? …/lights up…*

*/drags… I ain’t giving up smoking just because the bastard Righteous wank stains want me to, Clicky… /streams smoke…*

*’Owie’s a germaphobe? …/sniggers… Gotta love the glove… /continues puffing…*

That’s about all for this post, Dear Reader. I hope you enjoyed Lashy’s talk. I’d just like to note that tomorrow is Thanksgiving in ‘Merica and it’s gonna be a huge one for my good friend The Okie Devil of Text US. He’s written three sparkling Thanksgiving posts… Doo check them out; he’s included a signature dish

MONDAY

TUESDAY

WEDNESDAY

Happy traveling, Cade ❤

And for you, Dear Reader… Have a Song 😀

 

 

 

 

More Shock & ‘Owie!

LAST TIME AT THE LOL

*/flicks lighter… Find an opening clip… /flicks lighter… as awesome… /shakes lighter… as the one you found for the previous post… /flicks lighter… Clicky… /lights up…*

*Ooh I loved Medium, Clicky… /puffs… Hang on, didn’t Cade specifically mention ‘medium’ in his post last night? …/squints…*

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Sew… continuing on from the Head Shock post, Dear Reader, more Mandela Effect, as decoded by John Lamb Lash. However, as MEROVEE Frank has just picked up on the ‘Almond Shock’ in his latest post today, I thought we’d have a listen to one of his talks looking at a clusters of clues…

*Interesting…/plucks cig from pack… Shultz and Shulz? …/lights up… Snooping out missing ‘t’… /deep drag…*

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*/coughs… Yeah, a cartoon snooping dog and Shaggy, knot a “shaggy dog chasing another shaggy dog”… /blow smoke rings…*

I’ll admit, Dear Reader, I had not heard about the Rhine Meadow camps before…

*yIKEs!*

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*/taps ash… I don’t know what to say, Clicky…*

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*/smokes… The how… i.e. Mandel… /ponders…*

As a kid, I never could understand why Howie Mandel was cast to play a serious role. Sometimes they would put bits of Howie’s standup act in the show but even then, they were played straight. Another character that slept around with the female staff. An ongoing theme of the series. He had the last line “It ain`t over `til the fat lady sings” of the series before the mind-fuck ended while working on an opera singer.’

That’s enough for tonight, Dear Reader. Clicky and I will be back with some more decoding of the Mandela Effect as it applies to the Sophia Correction. Until then… Have a Song…

A Nifty Fifty Post

*What a rousing start, Clicky. Nice… /pats snout…*

Tomorrow, Dear Reader, is a special day: my good friend Cade the Okie Devil, The Unseen Synchro, will be celebrating a milestone date…

…One that I reached back in May…

*The whole episode? Okay, it’s a good one… /sits back and lights up…*

Funny, a question of music… Back when he was younger, Cade wrote and performed some songs for an album he made for himself. He’s a lapsed musician but after some badgering…

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*/drags… I’m so glad I didn’t say ‘sucking up’… /expels smoke… DON’T! …/glares…*

… After nearly two years of asking, he finally dusted off the tapes and put his music up on UTube so that it could be heard…

Devil’s Work – OneThing (1991) >

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

< Devil’s Work – Side: More Fun – Tracks 1, 2 & 3 (1991) >

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

< Devil’s Work – Side: More Fun – Tracks 7, 8, 9 & 10 (1991) >

 

 

 

 

 

< Devil’s Work – Side: Fun – Tracks 1 & 2 (1991) >

 

 

 

 

 

< Devil’s Work – Side: Fun – Tracks 5, 6, 7, 8 & 9 (1991) >

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*Yes, I caught you whistling ‘doing the devil’s work’ yesterday, Clicky…*

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With 4,776 miles between Dallas, Text US and the LoL, it would be impossible for me to wish Cade a happy birthday in person. Butt with the power of L-space, Clicky and I would like to wish him all the very best with some laughs, great music and good gifs…

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*Ooh cake! …/beams…*

*Oh… /pouts…*

Have a great day, Cade… And have a Song… ❤

Music From ‘Merica: The Text Us Devil’s Tunes. Okie?

Cade hasn’t left for his walkabout yet, Dear Reader…

*What? No, don’t tell me… /sigh… I’m trying to write a post. Just cool your heels butting in, Clicky. Okay?*

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*/squints… Well you do it then… /lights up… You write it. Don’t fuck up… /sits back and smokes…*

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Cade tells Roob to check out the LoL

Cade delivers on promise

 

Cade Splains 1

Cade gives Roob stats

Cade and Roob say goodnight Surprise for Roob in the morning

Cade Splains 2

Roob gives Cade a Review

*Oi oi OI!!! What you doing?! …/Time out signal… Coloured snowflakes… NOW!!! …/waits and huffs…*

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*/steps over… WTF Clicky?! …/stares…*

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*You cannot go showing private conversations like that, Clicky… /shakes head… Especially not ones were I blow kisses…*

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*/:O… Or make googly eyes at strangers on the internet… /facepalm… Thoughtful Man could totally get the wrong idea!. My friendship with Cade is platonic … *

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*…Affectionately platonic, granted, butt platonic… /squints… Can you see how hearts and googly eyes and kisses could be misconstrued?*

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*Exactly! …/sigh… I need a fag… /picks up pack… Honestly, Clicky… /flicks lighter… You’ll get me in trouble… /lights up and inhales… I’ll write a post with the rest of Cade’s music… /streams smoke… It’s lucky for you Thoughtful Man hardly comes by… /deep drag… Get a Song, please…*

*/snorts smoke… You are fucking incorrigible, Clicky! …rolls eyes…*

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Missive From ‘Merica: No.85 Part 8 – Golden Brown

*Hmm… Goldenish… /thinks… You know, all that glisters is not gold, Clicky…*

*Er… Knot me! Shakespeare… /sticks out tongue…*

So hear we are, Dear Reader, at the end of this wonderfully massive missive. Whilst formatting the remaining posts this afternoon, BIG NEWS was announced of in the World of Science…

Astronomers capture both a gravitational wave and optical imagery from the energetic union of two neutron stars in a distant galaxy.

“found something
sending you a screenshot.”

“wow!”

“!”

These messages, exchanged between astronomers on August 17 at the Las Campanas Observatory in northern Chile, are a breathless acknowledgement of a major new breakthrough in astronomy.

No doubt we’ll here more about that in due course. For now, enjoy the final part of Cade The Okie Devil from Text Us’s 85th Missive From ‘Merica. Dive In! ❤

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Was re-watching some episodes of the TV mini-series of Hornblower earlier this morning and today. It got me to thinking about small events and/or events that are are classified as small.

That got me to thinking about significance. 

I guess it is what it is, to whoever it is or is not significant to. I know that typically, a paper towel is insignificant to me and prolly also insignificant to most people. However, if I get into one of my sneezing fits? Suddenly, a paper towel, it’s proximity to me, and my access to it, is quite significant.

^benny benassi feat. channing – come fly away^

If I had anything that was worth anything…SURELY I’d know it by now.

I’ll be 50 years old in 1 month and 1 day.

I better get my act together and my ass in gear before it’s too late.

I’ve only got 983 years, 1 month, and 1 day to do so.

Maybe I should expedite.

3000 C.E. is just around the corner.

^Greenskeepers – Money^

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the accepted everything else?

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the acceptable everyone else?

I wonder what any of that will mean to anyone once I move on?

I wonder if it should mean anything to anyone?

Lemme know how it all turns out...k?
^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^

Yeah…I think that most of the time I’m pretty good at measuring value and worth.

Cept when I'm not.

At that point, it is me that I caught.

I am my own best worst enemy.

We get along fine, me and me.

We disagree to agree.

But that’s just me.

^Digitalism – Blitz^
Penny for your thoughts.
^Crookers- My Penny^

X: You aren’t gonna leave me out are you?

Cade: I hadn’t planned on it.

0: But you also hadn’t planned on including us in…had you?

Cade: Why…now that you mention it…no…no I had not 😛

Z: That is unwise. It is unwise…to non-include the included.

Cade: WTF?!?!? Is that even possible?

A: Possibly.

Cade: …

T: I think he’s lost it.

Cade: OK…I’ve quasi-regained my composure here…

X: I doubt that, but we’re listening…

Cade: HOW…in the FUCK…do you “non-include the included”?

X: Figure it out?

Cade: Wait. I was told to NOT figure that out.

B: Sounds to me as if you already had it figured out.

G: Agree.

0: Concur.

A: Agree.

X: Yep.

Z: Me too.

0: IT”S UNANIMOUS!!!

Cade: /me raises hand

X: Don’t muddy the waters smart guy.

Cade: Hey…it never hurts to try.

Z: We’ve already included you in the non-included. Therefore, you get no vote.

Cade: Can I at least have a notation that I attempted to vote?

0: Yes. Noted. It has been noted that you tried to vote in a matter in which you were not allowed to vote.

Cade: Great.

X: Not according to what it says here.

Cade: I was being sarcastic.

X: Oh. Will someone make a note of that?

0: Unnecessary, unwarranted and unwanted sarcasm = Noted.

T: Anything else smart guy?

Cade: Are you talking to…me?

T: No…we were talking amongst ourselves within earshot of you.

Cade: lolz…awesome. Anything else?

0: That will be all for now. Thank you.

Cade: Thank you.

Z: What about the rest of us.

Cade: Much and many thanks to all, and to all a good night.

X: /waves

^Trentemoller – Moan (Trentemoller Remix) . HQ^

 

Tis now 01:01 on Sunday morning.

October 15th of 2017 already.

Whodathunkit?

I think I shall cease here.

Wherever that is…

Wherever that is…

Until then.

^Wilkinson – Afterglow^

cYa | cFa

^Sharkwater’s Ending^

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*That was fun, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I’ll do the ironing after this… /drags…*

Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Write On!

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

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

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

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

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

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

…but I have a feeling…

…this might be a little…

…lopsided….

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

^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

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

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Marilyn Manson: ‘Columbine Destroyed My Entire Career’

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Magnitude 5.7 earthquake hits off northern California -USGS

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

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France threatens to skip 2018 Winter Olympics in South Korea over security concerns
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NASA SPACECRAFT OSIRIS-REX TO SLINGSHOT AROUND EARTH ON ITS WAY TO ASTEROID BENNU

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

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

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

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Now…I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking…

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

Well I hadn’t.

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

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

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

A: ?!?!?

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

Metformin

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

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

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

Yeah…it’s adding up…but to what?

For whom?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

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

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

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

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

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

I knew I wasn't worth a fuck

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

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

Has the Federal Reserve Sold the Gold at Fort Knox?

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

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

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

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

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

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

Getting metaphysical

😐

I am dissapoint (sic)

j/k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

Q: What encountered you?

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

😐

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

Pert near Ludicrous Speed. 😛

Especially if those particles/masses are entangled.

Shit gets really funky from there.

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

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

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

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

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

Where was I?

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

Prolly gonna go find some ice for my balls.

Fuckin’ Limeys.

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

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

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

lolz That sounds funny.

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

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

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

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

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

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

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

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

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

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

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

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

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

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

Sound familiar? 

It should.

^Firefall – Strange Way^

Lactic Acidosis
Biguanide
Galega Officinalis
Coleophora
Coleophora Lusciniaepennella
Wingspan
Gridiron Football

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

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

Movie = The Waterboy

^Waterboy-I like them too^

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

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

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

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

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

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

But yeah...

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

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

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

What’s it like to get old? Let’s see.

Fact Sheet: Aging in the United States

 

Who…in the fuck…is PRB?

Population Reference Bureau

Oh. Anyway…

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

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

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

Here’s your paycheck…go play golf.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

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

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

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

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

Nope. 

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

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

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

Damn…it’s 03:05…I could use a hug.

<huggles>
^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

Human Leukocyte Antigen

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

Christian Laying On Of Hands

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

Event driven time.

Event driven times.

What kinds?

All kinds.

What cha got in minds?

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

Hop on in on of the lines.

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

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

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

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

A paranoid bunch we are.

We prolly need some secret organizations to keep us safe.

Let’s form some.

We need a manifesto first tho.

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

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

Too confusing. 

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

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

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

😛
^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

For Bubba.

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYacFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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

*What?*

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

Missive From ‘Merica: Shamble On!

To recap, Dear Reader – First was the preamble, followed by some ambling, so now we come to the final part of this ramble shamble of a missive mission

*There you are Clicky! Good, hear for the heavy lifting? …/pats snout… Join you in a bit, just gonna smoke this first…/lights up…*

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Cade impresses Roob with his gif

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Cade continues 1

After Eight
Sucrose
Saccharose
Saccharose
Butterfat
Fipronil
2017 Fipronil Eggs Contamination
GABA Receptor

Cade and Roob discuss the gif

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Cade adds a wiki wall

Glutamate-gated Chloride Channels
MECHANISM OF ACTION
Glutamate-gated Chloride Receptors
Penicillin-binding Proteins
Glutamate (Neurotransmitter)
Neurotoxin
Myopathy
Tetany
Monosodium Glutamate
Wood Preservation
Chromated Copper Arsenate
Shielding Gas
Shield (Disambiguation)
Radiation
Malaria
Zika (Disambiguation)
Iodine
Iodised Salt
Iodine (Medical Use) (Redirected from Iodized oil)

The bottom of Cades wiki wall

Cade describes a chicken chase

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Cade and Roob end Missive Mission Experiment

This stops here...because it does.

cYacFa

^Boards of Canada – An Eagle In Your Mind^

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*/looks up… Good show, Clicky! …/drags… I’ve gotta get on and write my Anthology III story now… /stubs fag… Don’t wanna be late…*

Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song ❤

 

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Ambling…

Dear Reader, just in case you missed it

amble (v.) early 14c., from Old French ambler, of a horse or other quadruped, “go at a steady, easy pace” (12c.), from Latin ambulare “to walk, to go about, take a walk,” perhaps a compound of ambi- “around” (from PIE root *ambhi- “around”) and -ulare, from PIE root *el- “to go” (source also of Greek ale“wandering,” alaomai “wander about;” Latvian aluot “go around or astray”). Until 1590s used only of horses or persons on horseback. Related: Ambledambling.

Let’s get down to it, shall we?

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Hi there. I just added this paragraph. I was doing some writing, and bouncing around a bit because I am trying something new in this here particular whatever, and I had an idea.

Let's see how it goes, eh?
^Meat Beat Manifesto – Prime Audio Soup (Vegetarian Soup By Boards Of Canada)^

So eating…what’s the point of eating again?

I mean like, not again…but yeah

…the first time.

Was just thinking bout “people who have trouble losing weight” and “cans of beans that are good until August 2020” and stuff like that. Preservatives, staying fresh, shelf-lives, shit like that. I mean…I’m sure that you are fresh and clean and shit like that, regardless of what you do or don’t eat, because you are you, and you are awesome at being you.

But yeah...why not?

Yes…as in…why wouldn’t “preservatives” and/or foods preserved using certain methods … erm … not…“tend to hang around a bit” after you’ve eaten them?

Not saying that it causes “weight-loss issues” or the like. BUT!!! I do have some thoughts on weight loss, and why it tends to come back.

Watson: “You’ve lost a few pounds haven’t you?”

Holmes: “And you’ve picked them up.”

Movie = “Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows”

^Flying Lotus – Interference^

So yeah…your body…it accommodated the weight once you acquired it, and prolly needs to adjust a bit in order to de-accommodate the weight change…so yeah…mass. Storage, and storage spaces. Threads, and strings, and stings, and weaving, and fibers, and fibrous stuff and whatnot.

Q: How many jobs have you had in the last 20 years?

A: I don't give a shit what this answer is, but you might.

How many desks?

Office chairs?

Offices?

Computers?

Mice?

Mouse pads?

Clothes/outfits?

Trends and trendy types of shit?

Maybe we’ve gotten a little out of wack since “seasonal” has become, erm…”international”.

Avocados? Readily available in January/February? In the northern hemisphere?

 NO WAY!!!

How’d that happen I wonder?

^Chromatics – Tick Of The Clock^

I’ve been writing some crap about “Syncrhomysticism” and “The Synchrosphere” over at my own blog over the past coupla weeks/months, but let’s bring that shit here…and make it a little more overt than usual. As a matter of fact…let’s let someone else drive almost completely here, and see if she knows that she’s driving/been driving/is driving.

^Boards of Canada – Music Is Math^

I just went to the store with whatshername. Meaning, we rode there in the same car, I walked around Wal-Mart, while she did whatever it was she was doing, we then left in the same car that we arrived in, and drove to the house that I am now sitting in typing this shit. When we pulled into the parking lot, there was an Icee truck, and I wondered aloud how nice it would be to have an Icee.

The_Icee_Company

Cola + Wild Cherry = Delightful Icee Mix

Whatshername: You know…your daughter says that she wants to steal a doughnut truck, then lead the cops on a lengthy chase, so that the news shows a bunch of cops/cop cars chasing a doughnut truck.

Cade: I become more and more proud of her and her thinking daily. PLUS… they’d prolly leave you alone in prison. You aren’t competition with drugs or gangs or crap like that, so…you’d think that they’d leave you alone.

^College & Electric Youth – A Real Hero (Drive Original Movie Soundtrack)^

But that got me to thinking about a tweet I saw yesterday, and how I fucking HATE self-righteous pricks and their methods. And tho I cannot find the Tweet in question, it was basically…

· <---This is what your asshole looks like out of prison.

O <---This is what your asshole looks like in prison.

Nice. Lots of layers and layering, and payers and payering or punishment(s).

No wonder shit is so fucked up (do what you will with puns here)

It’s never enough…is it?

^All I Need – Clams Casino (Lucid Video)^

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Roob DMs Cade about the arsehole thing

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Let’s let someone else drive here…

I thought about the picture in the Tweet all evening and all night. Reminded me of the pic above, and has had me to thinking quite a bit about the spaces that we occupy, and how we occupy them/how we are able to occupy them, which got me to thinking about focus, focuses and focusing, which got me to thinking about a story that I wrote several years ago called “The Focus”…

but I'll digress on that for now. 

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Cade and Roob on Focus and Lenses

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This is gonna cause us to have to bebop around this “when is life life” kind(s) of questions with respect to when is what, how, and where…and conception and shit like that. But while I’ll kinda buzz around while you are thinking about that, is this concept of death that we have …erm… neglected since we think that we have a good bead on when it is and is not OK to kill someone else, under what conditions/pretenses, etc..

Are we thinking that there is some reconciliation possible between life AND death via life? Cause I don’t see it. We see death as an end, and life as a beginning, and who gets to choose what and where is really only speculative because it omits time completely.

EX: Stamp a “Star of David” on each and every Jew, and suddenly, you know all there is to know about that person.

But really…you don’t know shit about that person, and you don’t want to…do you?

^Flying Lotus – Zodiac Shit^

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Roob explains the Star of David Moment 1

Roob tells Cade about Star of David moment 1

Roob tells Cade about Star of David moment 2

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Several years back, when I first saw the image above, I freaked. It was so in line with some of the things that I had been thinking about with respect to “healing” and what is required to heal, that I freaked the fuck out when I saw the image. Not that my particular body is like, all twisted and contorted and shit like that, and it is…but this thought also fell into line with the thinking that I had been doing with respect to the Chakras…but more than that, Kundalini.

So yeah…teleportation, and the thoughts that I personally had regarding using teleportation as a means/method of eliminating scalpel-based surgery, and it’s not and only about the scalpel since General Anesthesia is VERY fucking dangerous…not to mention that hospitals themselves are becoming a hazard and/or hazardous place to be.

I can’t really say “less-invasive surgery” here, since the methods that I’ve been pondering for the last 30-40 years are about as invasive as you can get. But that’ll get us nicely back to the concept of weight gain/loss, since I think that spin, spins and spinning are where we are…for lack of a better term…”losing our asses”…and prolly also why “that ass you lost comes right back”. Bees and beehives will help us.

^Why Don’t You Just Poison The Bees?? I’ll Show You Why.^
What is something that we can all relate to? 

Welp…whatever it is that we as individuals can relate to. Maybe cookies, maybe penis, maybe boobies, maybe dancing, maybe all kinds of stuff. But that video above got me to thinking about these propensities and proclivities to certain things that we all have. So yeah…changes and changing.

Q: Anyone got an extra bedroom available that I can occupy while I get my shit together and change into a better person?

A: No? Didn't think so.

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^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix) FULL HD^

It is currently 14:11 or 1411h, it is Thursday September the 14th of 2017, and there has been a sudden directional change of sorts. Lemme pop up to the top, add a bit there, then I’ll continue on as normal-ish, and we’ll see how this goes from here…

Heh, heh, heH.
^The Cuties – Is She Weird^

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The third and final installment, ‘Missive From ‘Merica: Shamble On!’ will follow tomorrow, Dear Reader. Enjoy the rest of your Friday evening and… Have a Song! 😀