Missive From ‘Merica: The Munch Hunch


Another missive from The Okie Devil for you now this Sunday evening, Dear Reader…

*Let me guess… /squints… You’ve got Song lined up too, Clicky…*

*I knew it!*


Howdy! It seems that Roob was able to finally get her post out of her system, post my quasi-getting something sort-off my unimpressive chest, post her finishing her stories, post her posting of some of mine, post me re-posting some of mine…so…I’ve got nothing better to do.

Q: What about you? You got anything better to do?

A: ???


^Gorillaz – Andromeda (Bonobo Remix)^

Membranes: Pressure veils?

If you think in terms of “resistance with a purpose more than simply resistance”…maybe these weird sacks that make up us, and pretty much the rest of The Universe, will make more sense.

Q: What does “the micro” NOT know about life “in the micro?”

A: I'm gonna guess for us here.

Not really gonna guess for us…but yeah…I’ve made some guesses.

I’m gonna relay those “guesses of the mine variety” now, but they are prolly NOT going to jibe with what science says about “the particular universe” with respect to how it operates.

I’m gonna relay those “guesses of the mine variety” now, but they ARE prolly going to jibe with what science says about “the particular universe” with respect to how it operates.

Long story short…prolly won’t be saying anything “earth-shattering” here. Don’t hate me just because I have convinced myself that I can swim in multiple channels at the same time, and yet am still just swimming in a single channel. It’s just a channel with multiple channels. Sound familiar? It should. We are multi-dimensional beings afterall. I think it’s difficult for some to get their heads wrapped around this concept, because they are always dissecting shit and putting it back using only their own methods. Add their interpretation of the assumed original methods of assembly without including your OWN methods of assembly…and yeah…a recipe for disaster.

EX: Blood Pressure Reading While Subject Is Prone….Blood Pressure Reading While Subject Is Standing.

Q1: How is “prone-position/posture” relative to “standing-position/posture?”

A1: ?¿?

Q2: What is the position of the monitoring device relative to the subject’s posture?

A2: ¿?¿

Q3: What is the position of the monitor monitoring the monitoring device relative to the subject’s posture?

A3: ¿??¿

Q4: How’s your posture?

A4: ?¿¿?
^Gorillaz – We Got The Power (Claptone Remix)^

So yeah…ALCOHOL!!!

Q: How does alcohol “go wherever in the FUCK it wants to go, whenever in the FUCK it wants to go there?”

A: Prolly cause it's drunk. lolz

But I’ve been thinking quite a bit about spin and spins as it relates on the micro level(s), and how that translates to spin and spins as it relates on the macro level(s) via the micro level(s) and vice versa. Yeah…me being me…all this is transpiring at the same time AND at different times…all at the same fucking time. Think of that as “Newton’s 3rd Law Run Amok.” Think “Fractals” in this respect, and suddenly that blurry fuzzy image will prolly clear up real fucking quick.

Then it’ll get fuzzy again…

then it’ll clear up again…

and so on.

Maybe think of asynchronous communication that is happening synchronously. Just not synchronously in the way that “truly” synchronistic communication is typically interpreted. Start adding adjectives without removing them at the same time…and you might fall into a rut. Not that I have any experience with that sort of thing or anything…but I digress.

I’ve been thinking of Alcohol as it relates to the body and Alcohol’s behavior in the body with respect to entering the bloodstream. I see a connection there with respect to the way in which Strontium enters the body and how it behaves within the body with respect to entering the bloodstream. Although those two sentences/scenarios are very similar, they are intentionally worded differently due to the way that these two elements enter the body.

Think intents, intentions with respect to intentional/unintentional and/or fortunate/unfortunate…

and suddenly…

we have new players in town.

^alt-J – In Cold Blood (Official Audio)^

Last night…just before midnight, the sirens started sounding around here. Since I live at the base of “Tornado Alley” in the United States, and since this is spring in The Northern Hemisphere…under normal circumstances I wouldn’t have thought a thing about it seeing as I am a seasoned veteran of “rowdy and rambunctious weather.” But that’s not the vibe from last night. Afterall, yesterday, April 7th…it appears that the country in which I live ordered an airstrike using cruise-missiles against another sovereign nation. A quick glance at “the news” revealed that this attack of ours was “to send a message to Syria.”

Q: What…are the phone lines down? Diplomatic channels having difficulties?

A: ???

“Is it snowing in space?”

– Phil The Weatherman
Movie = Groundhog Day

^The Weeknd – I Feel It Coming ft. Daft Punk^

So yeah…messages. I just know that in this part of the world, or emergency sirens mean one of two things…

A) You are about to die.

B) You are about to die.

The only thing that changes is the method and/or time/times that you may have left.

A) You are about to die via a tornado.

B) You are about to die via a nuclear attack.

Both tornadoes I guess. Just…one is a little more vertical than the other over different times. This planet of ours is spinning afterall. When spin meets spin, things get wack.

A) Wack = WTF via WTF this shit has gone cray cray insane and completely nonsensical – chaos chaos.

B) Wack = WTF via WTF this shit has gone cray cray insane and completely nonsensical – chaos calm.

Sure…you prolly have a better chance of survival in a tornado than in a nuclear attack. But think about that. Ever been in a tornado? Because I don’t see the difference between the two. All timelines that converge in this manner, are…um…timely.

^Gorillaz – Rockit (Official Video)^

So let’s start at the mouth. Since I am devoid of my tonsils/adenoids, I have a special appreciation of the concept of swallowing, and the mechanics that make it both possible and impossible at different times. You prolly do to…maybe just haven’t thought about it as much as I have, or maybe you have. I don’t know…so let’s keep going.

Q: What is the micro NOT aware of with respect to changes in it’s environment?

A: ?¿?

Afterall, the micro IS the macro of the micro. So yeah…everything that operates there prolly has a good bead on how things operate in the micro/macro, as well as the macro/macro where we live. It IS a simultaneous thing afterall…so yeah.

Q: What is the micro NOT aware of with respect to changes in it’s environment, when it is uncapable of making a distinguishment between either in either context?

A: ¿?¿

I’m gonna “take a stab at this one.”

With respect to the body in the above question? The body gets clever.

“You are oh so sly…but so am I.”
Movie = Manhunter

^LEMONSODA ラムネ (Epilepsy Warning)^

So thinking of the body as a sack of sacks, or a membrane full of membranes, I would imagine that virtually every part of the body is VERY good at sensing change and changes. Rhythm and rhythms. In my mind, this would make the body super-d-duper good at sensing pressure changes. When to allow them, and when to prohibit them, and when to not have a fucking CLUE as to how to proceed.

Pro Tip: First Clue = FOUND!
Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

Afterall…we are alive. And the purpose of life is to survive. Hence…the mystery is already solved. We just have to walk the distance now. I get the feeling that our bodies will come with us in this quest.

I wonder if we would be so kind as to accompany it in return?

Food for thought.

ANYWAYZ…yeah…the body has just detected that it has no fucking clue what to do in a certain situation under a certain set of circumstances. If you keep time in mind here, maybe the concept of “muscle memory” will make more sense. Maybe even add “Fight or Flight” in there with two additional options…”Fawn or FON.”

Fawn = duck and cover in fear because you can neither run nor fight, and whatever happens from here happens as I have no choice in the matter.

FON = I’m about to rope-a-dope your ass, because I can take any beating you can dish out.

So yeah…our body has encountered a situation in which it does not know what to do. I think it important to point out that “not knowing what to do, IS…knowing what to do…you just don’t know how to do it yet.”

Smacks of evolution and genetic change/mutation, eh?

Yeah well, in MY mind anyway…the models of DNA and how it works, makes the most complex of current scientific models look like a single node on a single node of a single transaction that requires countless numbers of similar yet different node/nodes acting in unison just to make the first motion in concert together to register the first sequence of what could be billions of billions of similar transactions over the course of nanoseconds over years. Yeah…the numbers I see here are fucking HUGE. One at time of course…but there are so many ones in there, that when I start to get exponential…the numbers boggle the mind from cell to cell, and cell type to cell type, and beyond.

If you think of tumblers in a lock, that might help a bit. But you are prolly gonna leave out time and times over time there, and that’s OK for now, but no…not really. If you are someone who is doing what I think you might be doing. Meaning: You might just be someone who is already knee-deep in this shit, feeling like you are being led-on by a complete imbecile. To your credit, you are prolly correct on all counts. Good for you.

^Gorillaz – Spitting Out The Demons (Official Audio)^

I dunno about anyone else, but I myself am so fucking knee-deep in shit I never wanted to think about, that at times I just want to fucking stop writing. But if I do that, I’m left only with thinking about this shit, and the guilt that goes with not even trying. So…I’m trying. Yeah…I have no classical training in next-level types of thinking. But yeah…I do. I went to your schools same as anyone else. But they bored me to fucking tears. When I wasn’t bored to tears, I was being beaten to tears physically by some bully. Just…part of it I guess.

But anyway, yeah…your schools…I went to them. I actually read during most of my classes. In math, I’d be reading literature. In literature, I’d be ignoring my math book and looking at some hot girl across the room who wouldn’t piss on me if I was on fire, even if I paid her to do it. When I was in P.E. I was prolly doing something as related to being completely disinterested in these state-mandated physical exercises that I had no ability to do whatsoever.

So what if the kid has asthma? Get the kid an inhaler…that’s what they are made for.

Very compassionate. Very exceptional behavior you have there towards the exception.

^Lorn – Acid Rain (Official Music Video)^

So looking at that previous picture above, right there with all the weird shapes and shit on it… surprisingly, what caught my eye was a static image. Seems to me that there might be something in two of those shapes that explain both the concept of a tesseract and singularities. But that’s just me.

OH, and “zero time based change” seems to be in there as well. And that would be, “something that that happens to happen, that is not based in time as we understand it”. Meaning, the concept of zero and simultaneousness where change is possible and does occur, but no time nor motion is required to facilitate this change. It just…happens.

^AC/DC What’s Next To The Moon UK Version HD^

So now that we have started to swallow via mastication and salivation, I get the feeling that there are some membranes that are functioning there to facilitate this process that is happening, as well as anticipating the facilitation of the processes to come. If we think about some X-Ray film of someone masticating and swallowing, we can think about motion with respect to classical geometry AND fractals of both repeating AND non-repeating types happening at the molecular level(s) with respect to atomic spin and spins that work in unison with everything else. We are talking about a single body that is ingesting something “foreign” afterall. But keep this contextual, and it’s maybe not so creepy or foreign. We do breathe, we do circulate, almost as if the body needs to keep moving in order to remember how to keep moving.

Thinking about light/lights and lighting now…I can only think of Malcolm Young from AC/DC and his issues with Dementia. Thinking about all of the lights and lighting that he has been around over the years. The change and changes of this light and lighting, their types, and the different types of power and powers that power them. The sound and sounds, night after night, and day after day after traveling the world, and the adjustments that he and his band mates have encountered and endured over the years.

I dunno…maybe “Dementia” is a type of Epilepsy that manifests differently. Maybe light/lights lighting has something to do with that. Maybe it effects everyone differently in the same way. I guess it just depends on the path we are on.

^Gorillaz – Revolving Doors – The Fall^

Yeah…keep that whole person, whole and intact while dissecting that person in order to keep that person whole and intact, and you just might be successful.

We do the best we can with what we have.

All we have, is each other.

^AC/DC Riff Raff UK Version HD^

I was, and am, a HUGE AC/DC fan. They were my favorite band as a kid, but I never got to see them live. Weird eh? Welp…I wasn’t allowed to go to concerts. I eventually started going anyway, but don’t tell anyone…k? 😉 Anyway, yeah, it was heartbreaking to hear what was going on with Malcolm, and I’m sure that his brother Angus has had a great deal of difficulty. As I understand it…Angus may be the star, but Malcolm is the boss. I guess Angus’s onstage antics prolly is what I relate to the most, but I honestly feel more like Malcolm or Cliff or Phil with respect to “doing what we do.” Everything that we do is hard. I dunno, maybe that’s why it’s called hard-rock. Because it looks simple, but just ask Pete Townsend if “windmilling” is easy. Dragging your fingers @ warp 7 across taught metal strings?

Yeah…what could possibly go wrong there? lolz

Anyway…yeah…Malcolm’s membrane sack full o’membrane sacks has prolly been subject to some change and changes over time. Over times over time even. Lotta changes in aircraft over the years, and that motherfucker right there has prolly been on an airplane or three. Jesus, the dude is from Australia. Australia is so far away from every fucking thing else, that it can easily alienate it’s own down self prolly. lolz. Prolly meets itself coming the other way at times. Sorry, that prolly doesn’t make much sense to some, but it makes a helluva lot of sense to me. Just thinking, that someone from Australia flies so damn far to get anywhere else, that they wind up right back in Australia because they didn’t count on the distance traveled as the Earth/Terra is spinning.

Take off at one airport

and 17 hours later

land at the same fucking airport.

Sorry….but lolz, also thinking of Admiral Byrd taking off from Antarctica, and landing at The North Pole via Agartha, then somehow winding up back in Antarctica. I bet the post-flight conversations were…interesting.

^AC/DC Up To My Neck In You UK Version HD^

We know when we are hungry, and we also have a knowledge of relative times with respect to eating and/or when we are allowed/able to actually eat. So yeah…as far as singularities go, if we work backwards on the events that have transpired to inspire us to focus on eating or drinking, it might help understand the act of eating or drinking themselves, and why they seem to work so flawlessly and effortlessly. It might also help us to think about things like Saccharin and how and why they work they way that they do within the body. Maybe even think about eating something you do not want to eat, in relation to doing something that you do not want to do. I guess mind and body ain’t so different afterall. But at the same time…yeah…they are different. VERY different. So very different, that they are almost indistinguishable.

Lemme put that a different way if that sounds confusing to some. (Damn sure it’s a confusing concept to me).


Images and imaging.
Similar, not same.

^AC/DC Kicked In The Teeth UK Version HD^

Yeah…I get the feeling that by the time whatever you just ate hits your stomach…it’s good and fucking ready for something to be there. The question is, does it know what it is? Welp…do you? You ate that whatever it is that you just ate. What was it? What was in it? Are you happy to be eating it/happy you ate it or anything else for that matter? Have you been happy lately with what you have been eating? Have others been happy with what you have been eating lately?

Here and there in my writing(s), I’ve postulated that “shutting a certain something off” from your body is going to cause it some distress. I mean, that was your intent right? To “jolt” yourself? Welp, it seems to have worked. Now what? Or had you planned that far? Me either. Sometimes we just gotta do what we feel like doing, and we’ll figure out “step 2” when and if we get there. There are some that might say that this type of thinking has a “look without leaping” or “leap without looking” kinda vibe to it. But really, who likes to jump into or off of things that we don’t want to jump off of or into? I think “eyes closed” would prolly be Standard Operating Procedure.

“Parachutes/Skydiving. Idiots intentionally jumping out of a perfectly good airplane.”

^Childish Gambino – Terrified (Official Audio)^

The body has anticipated the arrival of something, in certain areas at certain times, because your body has requested this certain something to arrive, and it has/is tracking this arrival every step of the way. Sounds almost like tracking a package via the tools that we have available to us these days. Yeah..all kinds of things like that tend to “come out” or “express themselves” in all sorts of creative ways. It just depends on how we look at things. When we are or are not allowed to look at things, those things will express themselves in some form or fashion over time. That’s why I think that hiding things is one of the best ways to single it out for detection. Because the path that got this whatever singled out for being hidden has already been singled out…the question becomes…now what?

How do we proceed? I guess that’s why it’s so easy for me to think about encryption and breaking encryption. That encryption and it’s routines have been developed over time irrespective of it’s completion time. That means the the methods and motives behind it’s development are known, which means that encryption has to be created in such a way that it can be broken deciphered. And even if you create something under the auspices of being unbreakable, that too can also be broken. If it can be assembled, it can be dissembled. Yes…even if you destroy everything as it has been created. There is ALWAYS going to be lag there. Create something that has no gaps, and you are about to be in deep shit. But that was the intent from the start, right?

^Caravan Palace – Wonderland^

Why get rid of something you might need? That’s prolly why the body works the way that it does with respect to speed and speeds and distances. Distance is another parlance for size, so yeah…spin and spins and spinning. Kinda like a spider spinning up one of its catches. How better to distinguish one thing from another, than a model or template that does just that? Yeah…a lot of chemical and electrical stuff going on within the body. But it’s not that simple. There are light and lights, and energy and energies, and transfer(s) and movement(s) and action(s) and exchange(s) that are happening “here”…that will be completed “there.” We have no idea where and what and why that may be. Because everyone is different.

Their lives are different. Their environment is different.

Similar <> Same
Similar = Similar
Similar = Same

“A” human that is…becomes “The” human that they are.

Different = Different

^CAZZETTE – She Wants Me Dead (CAZZETTE vs. AronChupa) [Official Video] ft. The High^

Q: If I base my work on yours, does that make my work unoriginal?

A: ???

Q: If my work based on your work makes my work unoriginal, does that make your work unoriginal?

A: ?¿?

Q: What is/was your work based on, and were they unoriginal as well?

A: ¿¿¿

Yep…you’ve taught me everything I know. Thanks. 🙂

What in the FUCK does originality have to do with getting things done? I mean…I thought things were going down the shitter, and something needed to be done? What makes you the authority? The authority or the authorizor of that authority?

When and where?

^Fever The Ghost – SOURCE (official music video)^

So…can you really not get your head wrapped around the concept of your body independently making decisions? That at some point, your body encounters something in which it decides…

“Hey. I’m gonna hang on to that for a while.”

Doesn’t matter what it is, nor even whether or not the body knows what in the fuck it is or not. Because the decision has been made, for some reason, “I’m hanging on to this particular something.” Almost has a “memory” kind of ring to it. At least, that’s been my thinking with respect to the body. And not just within the DNA or even this “junk-DNA” that science talks about. We have all kinds of genetic information within us in all kinds of places. What we tend to ignore are the transactions themselves, and the transactions that transact to facilitate these transactions.

Yes…there are certain specific purposes within certain areas of the body. But why wouldn’t a membrane, such as “the blood-brain barrier”…actually NEED to be breached. Perhaps even…request to be be breached. To allow something through, that normally should not be allowed through. When you think about the energies and fields that surround us internally and externally, both within and of the body itself, and without and through the body itself. We are part of our environment.

Maybe that’s why we sometimes look at things in such a disposable manner.

Eat, Sleep, Shit, Fuck, Die. Welp…it’s a start.

Now ya just gotta figure out those blank spaces. Kinda…”fill in the blanks” kinda thing. Kinda pass/fail in a more forgiving manner. Maybe we get to try again, maybe not.

/me shrugs
^Flume – Fantastic feat. Dave Glass Animals^

I called my mother to check on her earlier today, after last night’s air-raid sirens “scare.” She was unfazed, all chipper and happy sounding, and headed out the door to practice her Easter Cantata music with her church choir. She’s the church pianist, so…yeah. She fucking LOVES Easter and Christmas. That means music, and a shitload of it. Or ‘sheetload’, if you’ll pardon the musical parlance. But anyway, yeah, unfazed by the sirens. She said that “she thought that she heard them, but didn’t think anything of it.” Yeah…we’re kinda…numb to sirens around these parts. Not like you can do anything at that point.

Imma go play some Plants vs. Zombies.

^Caravan Palace – Rock It For Me^

Have a great Saturday evening/Sunday day.


^OMORI – Pure Imagination^


*Hmm… I guess the signs were there, Clicky…*

trump fired

*Said the President to the missile…*

*Yes but who’s curiosity, Clicky?


Okay, another time, then…*

Missive from ‘Merica: X, T and C Conversations…

So how was it for you, Dear Reader?

I, myself, have been having a quiet but busy time of it: proofing Hugo Stone’s new tale and putting the finishing touches to an ‘interview‘ we had just before Christmas…

*Oh, I see what you’re doing Clicky… /taps nose… *

… And hosting ramblings from Cade, The Okie Devil. You’ll find his latest below, but he’s also reposting some of his older Sync Miss For Him warblings, hear. They are intense but I do hope you’re enjoying his missives, Dear Reader…


*But of course, Clicky… /chortles… It means eye get to be Dear Reader… /wink…*


What are you doing?
What are you wearing?
I’ve been WAY too fucking serious recently. So I thought that I would start this whathaveyou off with a dirty joke…
The white horse fell in the mud.

^The Crystal Method – Name Of The Game (Hybrid’s LA Blackout Mix)^

Ya see…it’s like this.
When I see a picture like the above? Yeah…cool shit. Wicked looking, and someone prolly spent a shitload of time creating the graphics that went into that gif. But then, I start to see stuff. I start to wonder…”Outside of art and the art itself, what does that image represent?”
Then I got to thinking about sand and silicone, and starting thinking about…”That almost looks like a mathematical/graphical/materials science representation of how a certain element and/or molecules of a certain compound break down over time.” I don’t know “the” or any specifics for that matter. It’s just what came to mind when looking at it. It looks like a crystalline structure of some kind breaking down to a certain point, to where it represents a less fractal type of structure, and more geometric type of shape. And I would assume, that the point at which the animation ends is when the more geometric type of shape reverses and starts to assume a more fractal shape again with same type of conditions and time that caused it to arrive where it did, and the process starts over again at some point. It just reminded me of some engineering that was done some time in the past where there was a point to where some of the structures that engineers were designing? Well, we’ll just say that nature was/is having major problems dealing with those materials, structures and/or shapes. Especially over time and times.

^Dyno – Serena^

Maybe there is a reason and or reasons that “nature does not draw in straight lines.”
Maybe we just don’t understand the straight lines that nature draws in.
I can see some of them. They are rarely straight…and yet very straight.

^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^

Yesterday I went to a Christmas party. I had a few beers, followed by a few cocktails, followed by a few shots. I still had the sense to know that I was over the limit. That’s when I decided to do what I have never done before: I took a cab home. Sure enough, there was a police roadblock on the way home, and since it was a cab, they waved it past. I arrived home safely without incident. This was both a great relief and a surprise because I had never driven a cab before. I don’t even know where I got it and now that it is in my garage, I don’t know what to do with it.
I found that joke on another forum, and copied it verbatim. Except for the formatting.
It bet cab drivers have heard many jokes. Prolly seen a few too. Maybe even inspires them to write a few of their own. I bet someone could write a book about it. I know that I wasn’t fond of the “Taxi Cab Confessions” series on HBO. Seemed like there was too much leading. But that “Cash Cab” show they had on TLC or Discovery Channel or whatever it was? Fucking AWESOME show.

^Deadmau5 – Faxing Berlin (1080p) || HD^
Carbon – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon
Timeline of Chemical Element Discoveries – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_chemical_element_discoveries
Actinium – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Actinium
Harriet Brooks – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harriet_Brooks
Natural Philosophy – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natural_philosophy
Teleological Argument – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teleological_argument
Creation Science – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Creation_science
National Defense Education Act – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Defense_Education_Act
DARPA – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DARPA
Derp – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derp
NASA – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NASA
Derp – https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/derp
Derp – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=derp
Dammit – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=dammit
Cultured – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=cultured
Sophisticated – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=sophisticated
Sophisticate – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=sophisticate
Cell Culture – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cell_culture
Tissue Culture – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tissue_culture
Plant Tissue Culture – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plant_tissue_culture
Wildcard Character (Redirected from *.*) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wildcard_character
Question Mark – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Question_mark
Irony Punctuation-Percontation Point – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irony_punctuation#Percontation_point
Question Mark-Mirrored Question Mark – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Question_mark#Mirrored_question_mark
Content Clause (Redirected from Indirect question) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Content_clause
Sentence (Linguistics)-By Purpose – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sentence_(linguistics)#By_purpose

My balls itch.
What is this shit all about.
My balls still itch.
X: Perhaps you should scratch them.
Cade: Mind your own fucking business.
X: …
Cade: THX!!!

^Deadmau5 – Lack of a Better Name (1080p) || HD^

Cade: They are my balls after all.
X: But they didn’t even itch.
T: Yeah. You were just trying to make some silly point.
Cade: Was I successful?
0: Be careful with that kind of “cleverness”…k?
Cade: Where this is going? I see it.
Cade: Maybe.
0: Why speak as if you know something, if you in fact…don’t.
Cade: I dunno. How else am I supposed to learn?
X: Blend.
Z: Yeah…blend.
B: It works for some people.
Cade: Lemme guess…”and not so much for others?”
B: Some do tend to “stand out.”
Cade: Welp, as long as I can stand, I figure…good for me.
X: And…
0: Yeah…you left some stuff out there.
T: …
Cade: I tried to avoid the incoming penis joke.
X: …
0: …
T: What are you looking up here for? The joke is in your hand.
Cade: A very common phrase of wisdom, written on many a bathroom wall.
X: Why do you think that is?
Cade: Public bathrooms? You do that kind of shit at home, and someone is gonna get an ass kicking.
X: Shit in public. Is that what you are saying?
Cade: Sure. Whatevz.
X: …rawr….
Cade: Thanks for the smiles.
X: Whatevz.
A: Yeah…whatevz.

^deadmau5 – So There I Was^

Yeah…when you hear things that others cannot hear? Yeah…it tends to scare people more than anything else. But when you see something that others cannot see? And then you take the time to point out what you are seeing? And then, they see it too? Yeah…it freaks them out pretty bad, but there is a kind of “relief” there. Maybe even a sparkle in the eye. A kind of…”Oh, maybe he’s not so weird, and maybe it’s kinda OK to be weird sometimes.” But the worst, is…yeah…when someone starts to hear what you are hearing. I’ve spent time trying to describe what I am hearing, and when people start to hear it? They freak the fuck out. And not in a good way. They’ll plug their ears and start that “la la la” kind of crap. They become convinced that the only reason that they heard what they heard, is because I heard it first, then described what I was hearing until they heard it. The sense of smell may be the most poignant and jarring sense. But sound? By far the most frightening. I would assume, primarily among those who have their eyesight reasonably intact. I mean, why rely on the ears when you have the eyes? I dunno. I have weird/limited hearing and good eyes. I love hearing stuff. Especially during thunderstorms when you can see the lightning, smell the rain, hear and feel the thunder, and the electricity in the air just makes your hair stand up on end. And I have kind of a booming voice…when I choose to. I like sound.

^Tiny Dancer (Deadmau5 Remix)^

This song goes here.

^Naughty Boy – La La La ft. Sam Smith^
McCarthyism – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McCarthyism
Subversion – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subversion
Belligerent (Redirected from Belligerency) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belligerent
Treason – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treason
Petty Treason – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petty_treason
High Treason – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_treason
Counterfeit Money – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Counterfeit_money
Miscegenation – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miscegenation
Genetic Admixture – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetic_admixture
Lineage (Genetic) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lineage_(genetic)
Speciation – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speciation
Sympatric Speciation – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sympatric_speciation
Allopatric Speciation – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allopatric_speciation
Allo – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allo
Emic Unit (Redirected from Allo-) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emic_unit
Allo – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=allo
Allotheism – http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=allotheism
Allotheism – https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?search=allotheism&title=Special:Search&go=Go&searchToken=d29bj3nl7oamubvuqyxckpbfk
Death Valley – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Valley
Pupfish – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pupfish
The Phenotypic Plasticity of Death Valley’s Pupfish – http://www.americanscientist.org/issues/feature/the-phenotypic-plasticity-of-death-valleys-pupfish
Greater Roadrunner – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greater_roadrunner
Roadrunner – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roadrunner
Horned Lizard (Redirected from Horned toad) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horned_lizard
Autohaemorrhaging – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autohaemorrhaging
Asclepias (Redirected from Milkweed) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asclepias
Asclepias Syriaca – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asclepias_syriaca
Taraxacum (Redirected from Dandilion) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taraxacum
Latex – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latex
Latex (Disambiguation) – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latex_(disambiguation)
Latex Clothing – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latex_clothing
Latex, Texas – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latex,_Texas
Texoma – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texoma
Texarkana, Texas – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texarkana,_Texas
Texarkana, Arkansas – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texarkana,_Arkansas
Pacific Islander – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Islander

Now…you may be saying to yourself…
“How in the FUCK…did you start off at McCarthyism…and end up at Pacific Islander?!?!?!?”
I dunno.
But I did.

^Pendulum – Witchcraft (Official Video)^

I dunno. Since when do I need to always FUCKING KNOW what the fuck I am talking about? Does that make me fit in or some shit? Cause I can assure you…the one absolute without a fucking DOUBT way for me to NOT “fit-in”…is for me to try and fit-in. I’m either too smart, or too stupid…usually too stupid…but I digress. It’s that way for and with a lot of groups. They let certain people join, for no other reason, than to single them out. A living breathing walking talking fuckup for everyone else in their group to point and laugh at, and justify their whatever and whathaveyou. Cause we all know that when it’s just you and a bunch of nod-mouthed drones just like you? Ya gotta…break up the monotony occasionally. Remind yourself why you are doing…whatever it is that you think you are doing.
Sounds like sound logic.
Kudos to you.
Good job at being there for…whoever you are there for.

^Stonebridge ft. Therese – Put Em High (JJs Club Mix) HQ^

Yeah, I was kinda thinking about the Masons and Illuminati and Templars and whatthefuckever types of groups that seem so goddamn popular all of a sudden. From what little I know about them, I have kinda equal parts of respect and contempt for them. Especially the Masons. You can’t have a hammer, if you have nothing to crush or drive with it. You cannot have a measure, if you have nothing to measure. You also cannot have any of it, without those to help you dream for whatever it is you are dreaming of, and those that you serve by doing…whatever it is you are doing. People wanna wear rings and chat and drink beer in some exclusive club…I have no problem with that. Sounds like the military, excluding the enlisted. Unless they have a high school class ring of course. But who wears those after high school. Assuming you could even afford one. Even if you did make it to graduation. It’s almost like a sifter into a sieve eh? Take the good ones, and send the rest down the shitter.

^Highroller by The Crystal Method^

Oh…I’m sorry. Am I trampling on you sensibilities and beliefs?
Fuck you AND your sensibilities and beliefs.
If you think this isn’t difficult for me…you are mistaken.

^Crystal Method – Jaded^

If it looks like shit, and smells like shit, do I really need to taste it to know that it is shit?
A: Sometimes. My soon to be ex-wife is a pretty terrible cook. But she’s gotten better. Not that it benefits me really, but I’m still glad to see her cooking and enjoying it and getting better at it. The key? She’s not afraid of cooking anymore. She’s not afraid to fuck up, and deals with her fuckups better than she used to. And as a result, she’s gotten pretty good at it. (not fucking up/cooking well that is)
It’s amazing what a little bit of confidence will do for you.
It’s also amazing what good a bad situation can bring about.

^Caravan Palace – Rock It For Me (live at Le Trianon, Paris)^

Z: You finished?
Cade: I dunno. What do you think?
Z: Pretty long posting to dump off on that poor young lady, and expect her to edit/make sense of your nonsense.
Cade: Um…just…whatever…and stuff.
X: What were you gonna say there?
Cade: I don’t fucking know! What the fuck do you say to something like that?
Z: Nothin.
Cade: OK…um…nothin.
Z: Touché.
Cade: I’ll skip the swordplay, and stick with wordplay.
Z: Really? What’s the difference?
Cade: One I can’t do, and neither can I.
Z: WHAT?!?!?
Cade: I dunno…just…learnin and bumbling my way through this shit.
Z: Which is?
Cade: Whatever it is.
T: You were gonna say something there.
Cade: How can I say what I don’t know how to say?
T: Try?
Cade: I’m trying.
Z: You are at that.
Cade: :/ …but, yeah.
X: Woah…leave me outta this.
Cade: LoL…k. Will try and remeber that next time.
X: You mean…”remember?”
Cade: Nope. I had it right the first time. It’s an Internet thing.
0: You wouldn’t understand.
Z: …
X: …
Cade: Yes. I’m angry.

But this is all I have. And it’s enough. I see a light at the end of the tunnel, and I don’t give a flying fuck if it’s a train or not. I didn’t ask for a light OR a train. But I’ll deal with either when and if whatever comes…comes. My mind doesn’t work like that. I don’t prepare for the impact of the relief, irrespective of the type of relief. I don’t see myself in a tunnel at all. Just maybe…a little in the dark in some respects. Nothing wrong with that.
Now all I need is… ….whatever I need. Capice?

X: And what do you need?
Cade: …

^Crookers – Remedy (Feat. Miike Snow)^

So a video came up in my “Recommended For You” videos, that was about this US Navy ocean tank that they have somewhere. Some dude named “Artem Lobov” made a comment that suggested they put sharks into the tank “to enhance the real world experience”…which made me laugh, but it also got me back to thinking about “biomass.” The video is below if you want to watch it, and you can prolly find the comments I made in there under Artem Lobov’s original comment.

The Navy’s Indoor Ocean

But changing gears a bit from the technical bullshit that I ranted about over there, and changing to a new gear about the technical shit I’m going to rant about here…the term “biomass” has always bothered me. That kind of “nagging” serial killer kinda of inhuman and impersonal objectifying kind of…(shudder)…that just nullifies life itself. As if you and only you and only your life is important, and all other life is there for you personal amusement and/or to do whatever in the fuck you want with it, simply because you choose to do so. The reason/reasons become irrelevant at that point, because everything else becomes irrelevant at that point, save for it’s relevancy at some point. Lotta points there. No wonder there is always so much finger pointing. I guess that movie “Invasion of the Body Snatchers” and the method in which “the aliens” used to identify those that were still human? Maybe it wasn’t so over the top after all. I just see many biomasses in that biomass. The power of one. The power of zero. Kinda has a…”extinction” kinda ring to it eh?
Q: How fucking horrible would it be, to actually SEE an extinction event?
A: ?¿?
Irrespective of size(s) and/or amount(s)…I think that would be pretty terrible.
/me shrugs
Peaks and valleys I guess.
/me shrugs again

^Deadmau5 – Catbread (1080p) || HD^

I dunno, maybe it’s one of them security type things that they can actually manufacture Unicorns that shit rainbows and puke gold bullion, they just can’t tell anyone about those kinds of details until you have cleared the security screening. Which I guess would explain why other country’s military and governmental peeps are more likely to gain access to these facilities than an average citizen, because they have been through all kinds of security clearances and shit like that on THEIR end. As if to say, welp, their own country trusts them, we can prolly trust them too. Not that we trust their country or anything. Because their country is full of people who haven’t been through security screening(s)…so we can’t trust them. Buncha greedy money hungry scumbags that need to be wiped off of the face of the earth. If it wasn’t for untrustworthy people, we wouldn’t have all these problems…right?
Q: When does someone become untrustworthy?
A: When does someone become trustworthy?
Q: When does someone become trustworthy of determining who and what is or is not trustworthy?
A: What happens when these type of people are no longer trustworthy, and who makes THAT determination?
Must be predetermination or something like that.

^Deadmau5 – The Oshawa Connection (1080p) || HD^

Board of Trustees

I guess if no one else trusts you, you can only trust yourself.
Time to go rogue eh?

^ROYKSOPP – What Else Is There (trentemoller remix)^


^Deadmau5 – Templar^


*Ha! I can even see Z and 0 in that one, Clicky…*


*/guffaws… Don’t think much of yourself, do ya?*