Missive From ‘Merica: Shape, Rattle & Roll!

Dear Reader, a new missive from The Okie Devil has arrived…

*No shit, Clicky! I had one of those when I was a little kid!*

*Damn! I could really go for a double cheeseburger right now… /salivates… Or a Whopper! …/drools…*

… Enjoy Cade’s missive, Dear Reader. I’m off for to get something to eat. See you at the bottom ❤

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Hi.

Let’s see how and where this goes.

I’ve grown fat, out-of-shape, out-of-practice, disconnected, irrelevant, and prolly a bunch of other bad stuff too.

     Let’s see how and where this goes.

Hi.

^Cocteau Twins ~ Fotzepolitic^

I wonder where we learn how to solve problems? Any place or places we might think of as a model? I saw a Tweet yesterday where someone was apparently wishing that…

“all Trump supporters were six feet in the ground”

…whatever that means. I just tried to find said Tweet, but I could not. Maybe they deleted it. Anyway…yeah…

Q: How do we learn, and from where do we learn it?

A: Wherever we do?

So…how do we learn? Or is that important at all? Are we too focused on where we learn it from? Don’t think so? Me either.

Q: Can you name the top 10 colleges/universities you want/wanted to go to and/or that you would send your children to and/or would recommend to another to send their children to?

A: What am I saying here? You wouldn't "send" your children anywhere. You'd let them choose. Right? I mean, it's their life...ain't it?

Hands on here, hands off there.

Hands on there, hands off here.

Time can fuck with your head if you let it.

^”Saudade” cover by Halls Of The Machine^
Anyone else ever get "rainbow vision"?

I used to get it all the time when I was a kid. Lots of times this would happen around the time that I was having a migraine. And I used to have some doozy migraine headaches. But sometimes, this “rainbow vision” would just…happen, with no other phenomena nor more relatable states to attach it to as a symptom. My parents always told me…

“you’re crazy!”

or

“you’re just seeing things!”

…which tended to make the fact that “I was seeing things”…worse. It was scary.

Sometimes the rainbows would be so bad that I couldn’t see at all. I mean, I could see the rainbows, but they so filled my vision that the rainbows were all I could see. Everything else was just…silhouettes…shadows…penciled outlines…floating or darting in a sea of white. These rainbows were crazy too. All kinds of crazy shapes, all intermingled and intermingling. Flowing. Moving. Not pulsing per se, although they did sometimes have flickers or waggles trailing or leading a directional change.

Why do I mention this? Well…it started happening again recently. Kinda scared me a bit a coupla nights ago, because it go so bad…I couldn’t see. I’d say that it concerned me more than scared me, but there’s a coupla reasons for that.

1) It’s happened before/I have experience with both

A) the experience of it, and

B) the experiencing of it, and

C) the experience of experiencing it, and

D) the experience of trying to relate it to another/others who cannot relate to it, and possibly even don’t want to relate to it due to all kinds of mitigating factors.

2) I’ve had so many issues over the last 10 years that pretty much anything and/or everything that happens? Yep, doesn’t surprise me much at all.

^Fotzepolitic – Majestic Masses^

I’ve not thought of it in a long time. No reason to. It stopped happening, and it happened so long ago, under circumstances that are also long since gone-ish. So…why is it suddenly happening again?

HEY!!!

They've got this thing called "The Internet" these days!!! 

LET’S CHECK IT OUT!!!

Floaters, Flashing lights, Rainbows, Abnormal Color Vision

WOAH!! Thank God for Google suggestions, eh? This just came up, while using the Google Search Box to format some text/remove the formatting of text, and it suggested something I wouldn’t have thought of.

Kaleidoscope vision/flashing shapes and patterns sight impairment

So…pretty sure I’m not pregnant. Nor do I appear to be in any immediate danger of a situation developing that could cause me concern over becoming pregnant.

 So...dehydration? 

I could go for some sweaty dehydrating activities, but that could result in pregnancy…so I better take a rain-check.

(ba da ching)

Um…where was I? Oh yeah…here alone…typing. I better go jerk-off real quick…BRB.

^Dawn of the Great Eastern Sun – COURSE OF EMPIRE^

Dehydration. Is that a “system-wide” issue? Or can it be localized? I mean…if you sit on your foot, or lean on your arm, shit goes numb, right? So…can we assume that Ergonomics might be of interest here? Maybe even Kinesiology? That means engineering.

I wonder who is driving this train?
^Course of Empire – Automatic Writing #17^

Wait a fucking SECOND here…

Distorted Vision

“This is generally a normal process, although it may happen abnormally early in cases of high nearsightedness or trauma.”

Generally a normal process results in something that is labeled as “distorted”? You just nullified growth and/or change…

Or am I overreacting? 

Being unreasonably passionate, and being that we are on the subject…

Since when is General Lee considered normal? 

I thought he was an evil racist pig, in an evil racist empire, doing evil racist things, in an EVIL RACIST world?

I express, therefore, I clam.
^Course of Empire – Infested^
Google Search = Why do people in england not like francis drake?

10 Things You May Not Know About Francis Drake

So…not much there other than…

“He began his career as a slave trader”

…and I don’t think that’s it, so let’s onward.

Sir Francis Drake

“Edmund Drake was a Protestant”

…surely THAT can’t be it. Things keep pointing towards a certain direction tho. That “Protestant” kinda helps with the compass in that regard.

Bloody Flux

Dysentery

So…they put him in his armor, placed the whole kit and kaboodle in a lead lined coffin, buried him at sea, and…

divers and explorers are,

and have been,

looking for it ever since?

Escherichia Coli

Bacillus (Shape)

That gets me to thinking about geometry a bit, and how “we in our modern world” sometimes use these shapes.

EX: Today, I saw a Tweet about some new technology that allows for veins to be found using Infrared Light. Odd that when I clicked the “watch this video on YouTube” link, it didn’t take me to that particular video, and the video was nowhere to be found on that channel. So, I searched Google for it.

Interesting note: That channel on YouTube? It’s called…Mashable.

Hmmm...
^VeinViewer IV Video^

So Roob just posted some new shiznit, and it’s a good thing that she did. I might have gotten off-track otherwise. Plus, all this bullshit is giving me a motherfucking headache.

Migraine

Ebers Papyrus

Dracunculiasis

BOOM!!!

“Wrap the emerging end of the worm around a stick and slowly pull it out. 3,500 years later, this remains the standard treatment.”

There’s more to this. Faint and distant, but also clear in many ways. I don’t know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me. Prolly something that I mentioned to Roob recently about…

“The gods burrowing their way through time”

…is ringing some bells. And what I meant by that was time itself. Yeah…that time.

The Time. 

The time that is time and makes time. Not that any alarm bells are ringing nor should they be. But yes, there is an ominous tone in there. Someone needs help. Someone needs help from us, and we aren’t giving it. Could be a number of reasons for this, and some grace may lay within the fact that, should God/the gods exist, they prolly are quite patient.

Until they aren't anymore. 

But, what the fuck do I know. Meh.

^The Prodigy – Jericho^

That does get me to thinking a bit about something tho. Were “Doomsday” real, would we be disappointed were it to not to appear?

lolz...dis-appointed.

DATE WITH DOOMSDAY = RESCHEDULED!!!

I guess that’s why I kinda think that “the countdown clock” is always at zero(0). Always has been, always will be. But why wouldn’t it be? That’s where we’re headed…right? So…that’s all that matters. Some seem to think that way all the time…so let’s take that thought a step further.

"The countdown clock" is always at one(1).

So…1-0

I personally keep mine at 1-0-1. A countdown will always start to count up again. Unless time stops completely. Which…yeah…that’s really what happens at zero(0) and is good reason to stay away from it. And I don’t use “it” lightly there. In my mind, “it” is the simultaneousness of end and/or beginning, depending on which end you are currently looking at, for, or chasing for whatever reason. If you start to get your head wrapped around it, they are both the same thing at the same time? Yeah…that’s why you have no clue what in the fuck you are looking at.

Q: What have we forgotten?

A1: Time

A2: Observer(s)

That means perspective. Which means perspectives. I mean, you’re intending on sharing what you find…right?

Find the beginning, and you will find the end.

Find the end? Welllllll…ya gotta keep in mind where we are in time. We’re neither here nor there. We’re right in the big middle of both. If you also keep in mind that I personally am thinking about this shit from more of a scientific viewpoint, with respect to time and times and less of a religious manner of thinking. I dunno…I’ve got nothing to sell here. Make up your own fucking mind.

^The Chemical Brothers – Go^

HOLY SHIT!!! A QUESTION VIA THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE!!!

Q: Cade, what exactly do you mean by “the gods burrowing through time”? It sounds insulting.

A: WOAH FUCKING NELLY!!! A question AND an observation!!! 

That’s a first. But lemme get on with this…if “the micro” is unimportant…why are we tinkering there? EVERYTHING is important in some way shape or form, otherwise, it wouldn’t be here.

WOAH!!! A SECOND QUESTION!!!

Q: Cade, what if something is “here”, just to give us something to do?

A: Well, if you think in less singular terms in that regard, maybe that will be indicative of where we sometimes fail, and where we sometime succeed. 

Gotta keep times in mind here. Just because something “is gone” doesn’t mean that it is gone, nor gone forever. I mean, you remember it…right? Prolly others do to? Prolly been some hen-scratching etched out here and there about whatever it is? Maybe this is why “book burnings” are so popular sometimes. We don’t care what it is, we just want it motherfucking out of our heads.

^Junkie XL, Elvis Presley – A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs JXL)^

For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

2 Corinthians 12: 8,9

It’s raining here. Been raining most of the day. The thunder started only a few minutes ago.

Thorn in the Flesh

A bit early perhaps…but…meh. The Christmas decorations will start appearing in stores very soon.

^Cocteau Twins – Winter Wonderland (New Video)^

I dunno mangs and mangettes…this shit is confusing. Especially when people seem to be crossing this and that and everything else, which is understandable, and certainly much more understandable than when it’s opposite show’s its face. Yeah, those who try and unwind the winders. I mean, hell, I even understand that.

What I don’t understand? The violence. The force.

But I even understand that. 

Tho’ we are talking here…aren’t we? We’re not out marching in the streets en masse to demand this or demand that…are we? Can you unmix mixed paint(s)? Can you undraw a portrait? Can you unflow a river or unfill a sea? Can you unbreathe a breath or unbeat a heartbeat? See how easy it is to start to snake down the path of “ways to overcome via any and all means”? You can kill, you can dam, you can drain, you can burn, and you can prohibit, but on the whole, what have you done?

 Why? 

Only you can answers these questions. We all have dark spaces. Irrespective of whether or not we should have these spaces? They’re there. The light that illuminates them will dim, will darken, and will eventually cease.

I work well in the dark.

Do you?

Really?

Then what’s with the light?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xyxe-IcFsGg

^Elvis Presley – Rubberneckin’ (Official Music Video)^

Lessee…where was I…oh yeah…trying to figure out why my skin falls off by the bucket-load. But equally interesting is why it didn’t fall of for long periods of my life. Oh yeah…shampoos and soaps prolly had something to do with keeping that shit under control. Cause if there’s anything that needs to be under control, it’s us.

 Or something. I dunno what that means either. 

But yeah, I am and have been thinking about the cost of prohibiting our bodies from trying to do what they’re trying to do. I mean…you really don’t expect the power grid to be here years from now do you? Certainly not as it exists today. We’re getting something wrong somewhere. So where is it? Lurking in the realms of the “negligible”? That cannot be. Anything you can see or comprehend cannot be negligible…can it?

Which, speaking of can it and canning it, I mentioned something on my own blog recently about canning, and that got me to thinking about standards and standardizations, which got me to thinking about…wait a second here….surely this industrialization shit can’t last much longer…can it?

har har har
^David Bowie ~ Fame 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

What I was thinking about specifically, was milk. We put a lot of pressure on these dairy-cows to produce a lot of milk. That got me to thinking about fats and oils, cold-pressing, friction and heat, which got me to thinking about these vacuum systems that we use to “harvest” the milk from these cows. Surely that can’t be good. All those rapid pressure changes, over and over, day after day? There HAS to be some ergonomics types of shit going on there that we’ve not previously considered.

“If you keep picking at that, it’s never gonna heal.”

^Cocteau Twins – How to Bring a Blush to the Snow^

This got me to thinking about bras, which got me to thinking about boobies, and I went and jerked-off while thinking of boobies. I then got to thinking about boo bees, and got to thinking about heat and temperature regulation “at room temperature”, which, for us, is 98.6°F – if I am doing my calculations correctly – so that got me to thinking about hormone production. But I keep…fucking…winding-up back at…is steel.

Namely, stainless steel. 

This shit don’t breathe well, and certainly not easily, nor is it as easy to clean as its name suggests. So…with that in mind, and considering some of its properties, why WOULDN’T stainless steel be a motherfucking magnet for all kinds of microbial life? Now…if that don’t get you to thinking about shape and shapes, I dunno what will. So let’s talk rabbits, and chasing them.

If you have a shotgun, you don’t need to chase rabbits.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^COCTEAU TWINS Frou – frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires^

What does steel contain?

Iron, and lots of it. 

Science tells us that “heavy shit” can only be produced in stars since it requires a fuckton of pressure to create these elements. O RLY?!?!?

Then what in the FUCK is it doing here? 

Oh…coalescing dust from exploded stars? Um…you are really gonna try and get me to sign off on, a star that is traveling God-knows how fast through our own galaxy, explodes at God-only knows what kinds of velocities…and yet…this shit somehow just…hangs around the point of nova? And more than that…the shit hangs around so fucking long, that it re-coalesces and does it again?

What have we omitted? 

Those that don’t. I mean, if we are plummeting through space, is it any wonder why someone might be able to see how a star could collect fucktons of “fuel” over trillions of years without missing a beat, nor really even losing any mass? Maybe it’s the particular trajectory and path that it is on that makes these types of stars so “special” in the way that we like to think about things. Maybe there’s an impeller and propeller type of dynamic that sometimes happens due to…oh say…relative proximation of forms and bodies containing…oh…something like…forms and bodies.

Q: Will that maybe help you with finding “earth-like” planets in your search and searches?

A: I dunno either.

Just a suggestion.

^Wings ~ Listen To What The Man Said 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

HEY!!! I LIKE RAMBLING!!! CREATES HOLES IN MY GAPS IN THINKING!!!

So shutup or something 😛

Where was I…OH! I was in the zone.

(ba da ching)

There was a story that I stumbled across recently that had an image of a water-droplet hovering a needle…while in space…at the ISS. So that got me to thinking about its relative distance to and from Earth/Terra. That got me to thinking about…um…high explosives. Yeah…up in the kiloton and megaton range, and “atmospheric” testing.

Q: Which part of our atmosphere, is Terra Firma, not a part of?

A: The atmosphere itself? K...then remove it. Won't the structure and structures crumble?

I’m just wondering about the high-altitude atmospheric testing that has taken place. Nevermind the holes themselves, what I am thinking about, is all that shit that these detonations pushed out of the way. Nevermind the chemical and molecular/atomic and smaller reactions that happened up in an area/environment that we know absolutely fuckall about. And now, we are smearing layer after layer of all kinds of pollution and pollutants in the air that originated from underground. Yeah, under that layer that we just 86’d to see what was a part of what and where and when.

^Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr ~ You Don’t Have To Be A Star 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

Did you ever have a lawn that you got to burn the dry grass in the late-winter/early-spring? I wonder if that heat creates like…a vacuous kind of action, and has a drawing-up and/or out kind of effect on the soil(s)?

Just thinking out loud. 

Was watching a documentary on pre-Columbus America recently, and they were talking about the Native American peoples that used to burn the grasslands so that they would grow grasses and plants that attracted game. And they also talked about The Anasazi.

Anasazi

Ancestral Puebloans

Hey…if we ain’t talking people while talking all this other bullshit? Then what in the FUCK are we talking for? What are we even talking about?

^Andrea True Connection ~ More, More, More 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

We in-terra-upt this disruption for an important-ish messyage…

Amanuensis
Secretary
Minutes
Court Reporter
Stenotype
Real-Time Transcription
Broadcasting
T-Shirt
Jersey (Fabric)
Channel Islands
Bailiwick of Guernsey
Privy Council of the United Kingdom
Privy
Outhouse
Deadly
Lethality (Redirected from Deadliness)

I’ll stop right there, since someone recently put something on my radar regarding some dude that lived somewhere at some time, and said something at some point to the effect of…

“The dose makes the poison”

The Dose Makes The Poison

Roob is gonna have to edit this nonsense, and being that it’s my first in a while that we’ll do together…I’ll wrap it up.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jEPlQMIqYY

^Röyksopp – Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^

How can my testicles/scrotum properly and accurately regulate temperature(s) and/or pressure(s), when my junk is all crammed together into an inefficiency apartment, and I’m required to sit all day or do repetitive motions all day or whatever? Makes me think about clothing(s) of all kinds.

I can see why women like wearing thongs so much, cause there ain’t much there. Not that I am willing to start wearing underwear again in a thong configuration. My junk is too tiny/I couldn’t make a thong work. I did wear bikini-briefs for a while. Can’t wear regular-briefs at all, and can’t wear boxers all the time. Boxer briefs were pretty awesome when they finally started making those, but even that gets irritating.

So yeah…erm…testicular and glandular issues/irregularities and hormonal issues. I mean sure, my penis is kinda small, but I need it, and it’s neighbors. I dunno why, but I do. I think all that shit has more than one function or something.

^Goldfrapp – Systemagic (Official Video)^

We back on good speaking terms?

K cool.

I gotta run.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LqOJq0HeZMc

^Vitalic – Poison Lips (TRUE FULL HD)^

Entoptic Phenomenon
Facsimile
Purkinje Images
Image Scanner
Eye Tracking (Redirected from Eye tracker)
DNA Microarray
Gaze-Contingency Paradigm
Biochip
Eye Movement
Bioterrorism
Saccade
Biological Warfare
Frontal Eye Fields
Customary International Law
Supplementary Eye Field
Jurist
Salience (Neuroscience)
Legal Profession
Perception
Jurisdiction (Area)
Illusion
Jurisdiction
Depth Perception
Authority
Subjective Constancy
Deity
Sensation (Psychology)
Incorporeality
Psychophysics
Action at a Distance
What I did there...do you see it?

X Marks The Spot.

K…I really gotta go now.

^CoLD SToRAGE – Cairodome^

cYacFa

^J. Cole – She Knows ft. Amber Coffman, Cults^

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*/furrows brow… Yeah, when Cade mentions junk, he’s not talking about food, Clicky…*

Have a pleasant evening, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Okie Devil/Texas Rambler

There follows a longish missive from my good friend Cade, in which he follows up on his previous mid-week insect-infested meandering, relates a humorous telephone conversation with his ex-missus in ‘The Key Hunt’ and mourns the loss of seasonal fruit…

is-that-all-you-got

*No, Clicky, that’s not all there is…*

*Music, yes… A fuckton…*

*Of course… a shitload of pictures…*

*Er, two Wiki Wavy Walls, Clicky… Enough to keep you out of mischief for a while…*

*Good call!*

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tnwrjf3
I’ve forgotten some things…

...I wonder if I can remember them?

LET’S FIND OUT!!!

^Blue Sky by Fluke^

y1gd3wz
But first…how bout some fun!

^Drum Club – Sound System (Underworld Mix)^

g4a3m2k
A Tungsten Sphere found in Bosnia.

Or is it Iron?

I’m gonna ignore the parts about “The Super-Intelligent Snail”

Don’t want people thinking that I am too crazy.

X: You are crazy.
Cade: Am not.
X: Are too.
Cade: Am not.
X: Are two.
Cade: Am not.
X: R2
Cade: Am not.
X: R2-D2
Cade: Am not. And BTW, we better stop there…George Lucas is gonna sue your ass.
X: “My ass?!?!?” You mean “our ass?”
Cade: Nope. You and just you. George Lucas is gonna sue you.
X: Is not.
Cade: Is too.
X: Nuh-uh.
Cade: Is so.
X: …
Cade: …
0: …
Cade: O HAI! Long time no see.
0: …

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yub3-Ow7tBs

^Nowhere Fast – Streets of Fire.wmv^


I guess since I’ve been thinking about “templates” and how they relate to creation and creating with respect to holograms…throw in some Dung Beetles and some other various flora and fauna, and we have all the ammunition we need!!!

So…according to the website above…Tungsten, is typically used for “fragments” in ammunition products. There was also a mention of “maximum damage.”

/me shudders

The above article, states that Tungsten is used in all kinds of shit, including “a variety of weapons”…and goes on to mention that some was even sent out on Voyager 1. Thinking about that thought, and thinking about Stephen Hawking’s postulation that if we are ever contacted by “alien life” that we should not respond…

Q: How would “alien life” respond to “an interstellar greeting that contains a metal that is used in weaponry here on Earth?”

A: Yeah...has a "Pandora's Box" and/or "Trojan Horse" kinda ring to it.

I mean, these aliens have been around for a lot longer than us, and are MUCH more intelligent than us, and are MUCH more advanced than us…so…who is to say that they haven’t been using Tungsten in their own weapons for eons? Just wondering how they might think of such a thing. Maybe I should go read-up on The Voyager Missions and see what the thinking was/is with respect to what was put on that thing and why.

Or…I could just assume that “advanced aliens visiting Earth/Terra” have the ability to travel through time in less-conventional fashion, and have been reviewing the process and processes that went into The Voyager Missions in order to better understand what in the fuck we were thinking by loading up a “Sanford and Son” garage sale type of space vehicle, and slinging that shit out into space.

^The Smiths-Nowhere Fast-Guitar Cover-Allison Bennett^
Tungsten
Stacking Faults in Vacuum Evaporated Crystals of Copper and Silver
(Above is from 11 May 1956 - nice. Must be some trademark/patent type shit involved)
Evaporated Crystals of Urea
Evaporation
Aerosol
Interface (Matter)
Optical Phenomena
Mirage
Fata Morgana (Mirage)
Fata Morgana (Mirage)-In Literature
Looming and Similar Refraction Phenomena
Atmospheric Refraction
Observer
Observer-Expectancy Effect
Facilitated Communication
Dowsing
Fields
Field
Lawn
Pest Control
Weed Control
Field Theory (Psychology)
Behaviorism
Law of Effect

So…if you as a person…

A) live in a giant mansion,
B) have a cool car,
C) hot wife,
D) perfect kids,
E) have loads of cash,

does that mean that, if I do not…

A) live in a giant mansion

…that we can pretty much assume that everything else within that model and modeling will crumble when applied to anyone and everyone except yourself?

No wonder everyone is motherfucking psychotic and paranoid.

Or at least…thinks that they might be.

Or…that if they aren’t crazy…

everyone else…is.

^The Pixies – Levitate Me^


So in yesterday’s whatever, I forgot to mention a thought as to why I think that I am seeing many insects that I have no seen in years. I’ll go ahead and get the obvious “prolly because you haven’t been looking for them” out of the way. But I’ll augment that with another thought, seeing as how I am a big believer in the concept of “It’s Never One Thing.”

Currently, I am staying in a house that was built in the 1950’s. Yep…it was built not long after World War II. This particular house is at the far northern reaches of the suburban city in which I live. It is considered “ghetto” or “the hood” by most standards, as there are a great many “poor people” that live in the homes that surround me. But judging by the difficulties that most homeowners have with “lawn care” and pest control” and the like, yeah…a push in one direction seems to dictate a push in the opposite direction.

All it takes...is time.

Afterall, most of the public projects to spray the living shit out of areas for pestilence have long since ceased, save for the occasional push to spray for mosquitoes that may have West Nile Virus, and now Zika. Not like Malaria was ever a problem here in this hot-assed marshland where a bunch of rivers and creeks used to run. But I digress.

^Pixies – Surfer Rosa. 1 – Bone Machine^

I guess that if I took more time to sit down and write some of this shit that I am thinking about, instead of just sitting around and thinking about it, yeah…I might get more done. Or at least…”more done” that is a shade more tangible to anyone stupid enough to be reading this shit. Lotta flippin’ and floppin’ and wafflin’ and ziggin’ and zaggin’ and…wait…ziggin’ and zaggin’…I guess I need to buy some pot.

Got any?
^Sonic Youth – Tunic (Song For Karen)^

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Clark Kellogg: “There’s a kind of freedom in being completely screwed… because you know things can’t get any worse.”

Movie = The Freshman

^PJ Harvey – Dress – HD Live (V Festival 2003)^
Sodium Peroxynitrate
Hydrogen Peroxide
Kerosene
Paraffin Wax
Alkane
Laxative
Purgation
Anterior Cruciate Ligament Injury Redirected from Laximetry)
Lactulose (Redirected from Laxilose)
MSG
Monosodium Glutamate
M-SG Reducing Agent
Silica Gel
Lustre (Mineralogy)
Asterism (Gemology)
Titanium Dioxide
Anatase
Adsorption
Carbide-Derived Carbon
Graphene
Carbon Nanotube
Orbital Hybridisation
VSEPR Theory
Steric Number
Coordination Number
Denticity (Redirected from Bidentate)
Radical (Chemistry) (Redirected from Free-radical)
Free-Radical Theory of Aging
Ageing
DNA Methylation

So…thinking about “the long term effects” of tinkering with all of this time related stuff that has applications outside of time itself…

Q: What is to say that sometime in the future, a full-term pregnancy is so “out-of synch” with the goings on outside of the womb, and how those relate to the goings on inside the womb, that a fetus begins an aging process as it traverses the birth-canal that is so traumatic, that the baby begins to age at a rate that equals a life lived, and an old man or old woman is born, and dies, shortly after delivery?

A: ...

Sound impossible? If you think of spin and spins and spinning “as everything”…or at least, think of it as “everything as it relates to time and motion with respect to matter”…it’s really not that hard to imagine such a process taking place.

^ELDERS REACT TO RAMMSTEIN (German Metal Band)^

Not suggesting that “stillbirth” as we know it today, is a reflection of a process and/or processes that is/are currently happening. However, the future is not ours to have. Not in the way and ways that some seem to perceive the future anyway.

And not that I am right/correct in any of my analysis and/or conclusions. I’m prolly wrong in most of them. However, I tend to temper that fact/those facts with…

“HEY! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU EXPECT?!?!?!? I JUST FUCKING GOT HERE!!!”

I gots no answers. And more than that, yeah…I prolly most certainly do not have the answers that you and/or your peers require.

That said, I’m kinda thinking that the process of birth is not the traumatic event that it is made out to be, at least with respect to the baby. I’ve seen it up close and personal, and yeah…it’s weird. But it’s not like this sort of thing happens every fucking day either.

For example…as of today…I am 18,075 days old. From November 15th of 1967 to May 11th of 2017 is 18,075 days.

(according to The Internet) 😛

Out of those 18,075 days, I have witnessed the process of a child being born, a grand total of 3 times.

Not very much when worded like that.

A whole fucking lot when worded like that.

Yep...both, and not one or the other.
^Depeche Mode — New Dress^

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If “garbage” is your problem, or at least, “a” problem…

Q: Where is all of this “garbage” coming from?

A: ?¿?

Q: Where is all of this “garbage” supposed to go?

A: ¿?¿

Yeah…I don’t have any answers either. But I have some ideas. These tend to be “birth to death” types of ideas. No idea where I got that idea.

^777 Gear Swing 2012^


It’s 11:02 currently on this fine Thursday May 11th of 2017, I’ve been writing this particular whatever for a coupla hours now…and the silence of my loud-assed thinking, was just interrupted by a phone call from whatshername…

Whatshername: I need you to do me a favor.
Cade: Take the garbage out?
Whatshername: No…your son has locked himself out of his car with the engine running.
Cade: OK.
Whatshername: I have a spare key, and my mother is going to take it to him. Will you go look in that cubby in the kitchen where all the glasses are?
(Cade proceeds into the kitchen, “cellphone of despair” in hand, open cubby door, grab keys that are sitting there, and jingle keys into cellphone receiver).
Whatshername: OK…that’s not them. There is a bunny rabbit mug…no wait…it’s um…shit…I can’t remember…it’s a mug that “so-and-so” got me…but I can’t remember what it is…it’s um…
Cade: (the mug in question is sitting right in fucking front of me, it is the only fucking mug in the cubby, as the rest of the glassware in there is champagne and wine glasses/crystal stemware and maragarita glasses…but I listen to her patiently as she rambles under duress) Machu Picchu?
Whatshername: THAT’S THE ONE!!! Now…there is a very long key in there, that has some piece of paper attached to it.
Cade: My…that is a long key. I wish my penis was that long.
Whatshername: (laughs) OK…will you take that outside, and my mother will be by in a few minutes to pick it up.

Her mother lives directly across the street, so I cannot help but roll my eyes at the infinite amount of time that I must now sit and wait until my ex-mother-in-law has to drive approximately 75-100 feet to cross the street. I open the front door, she is already sitting in her car in the driveway with her door ajar…I hold the key up and jungle it, and I say…

Cade: If you think I’m walking this all the way over there, you’re crazy.

I didn’t notice that my ex-mother-in-law was on the phone, but she smiled anyway. She has a great sense of humor, and seems to enjoy “my dry wit” and bitter sarcasm.

Anyway…I hear my youngest’s voice in the hallway outside, so I guess they are back.

It seems that my oldest had driven my youngest to Guitar Center to look at guitars, and somehow locked themselves out of the car with the engine running.

/me shrugs

Imma go get the different perspectives of the tales that are no doubt being recounted outside of my door right now.

^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Limits Get Broken^

Welp…that wasn’t such a great idea. The conversations had already wandered to accusation, resolution, restitution, preventative, penance, and guilt. I wandered in and out of the conversations that were taking place at different times in different locations based on participants as they wandered about the house, but the best that I could muster was…

“Son…if you lock yourself out of your car again…you aren’t going to be able to drive it anymore.”

He smiled.
^Front 242 (The History 1984 – 2005) [05]. Slaughter (daveg75 videoRemix)^


So yeah…old houses…old neighborhoods, old dirt. I dunno how long dirt is supposed to last, but seeing as how I am almost 50 years old, I simply assume that the dirt is going to last longer than me. However, I have to assume that my children are going to last even longer than I am, so maybe they will see the dirt progress in ways that I could never even imagine. I mean…isn’t that how life works? How life is supposed to work?

My father is dead. I mean…I don’t consider him dead, nor do I consider anyone who is dead as “being dead.” The reason that I look at death in this way is that I have no common frame of reference with respect to anything other than “the aftermath.” But that is not my frame of reference, nor even “a” frame of reference, because everything that is left, has to do with life…not death. What my father did in life. What my father did in life with respect to our interactions and experiences.

I was there when my father died. I was not in the same room, but I was in the adjoining room as he had “gotten pretty bad.” My brother-in-law (youngest sister’s at the time husband) was the one who wandered into the other room and discovered that my father was no longer breathing. Ironic that my borther-in-law would die just a few months after that.

😦

https://youtu.be/AlyuuCOFius

^front 242, television station^

Cicadas in this area are on a 17 year cycle. So…why is it so difficult to think that other insects and/or “wildlife” could not be/are not on similar cycles? I mean, if you don’t like an area that you live in…you move…right? Animals aren’t stupid, and neither are you. I guess the question that remains is…

Q: What about “the infrastructure?” Does it also move?

A: ?¿?

It prolly moves if it is allowed to move/not prevented from moving. Because in those cases, yeah…its gonna move. It just ain’t gonna move in any predictable manner or manners because all is unknown. Oroville/The Oroville Dam is a good model for that thought.

But thinking about how we are tracking movement and movements with GPS and shit like that, what is our base? The beginning of monitoring? Because that says to me you only give a shit about it from that point.

Meaning: What is to prevent the entirety of Earth from moving around a single "fixed-object."

Something like The Hoover Dam. Who is to say that everything was so interrupted by the creation of that dam, that the entirety of the area began to shift its shifting to accommodate its construction. Now, all it has to do is figure out how to adjust and continue its motion and motions from there. And now all we have to do, is think about the terrain and terrains that surrounds the terrain that is “more directly affected” in order to see the gears and cogs that are affected “across the board” with respect to “building a permanent fixture atop a permanent fixture.”

lmost has a “Tower of Babel” or “Hanging Gardens of Babylon” of “Lighthouse of Alexandria” or whatever type of ring and rings to it, eh?

^Move! – Public Enemy^


I’m kinda excited to see if The Cicadas come out “en masse” this year. Lots of insects this spring. And I mean LOTS! I just hope that people don’t freak the fuck out over it, and use this is some sort of excuse for some “final solution” as if to say

“we’ve finally lured them out and lured them in…now is the time to strike.”

Pestilence isn’t really what I think most people think it is. I remember seeing HUGE swarms of grasshoppers when I was a kid. And yeah, seeing the paths that they left behind in their wake? Impressive as shit. Almost unbelievable to see paths carved out by millions of “small-ish” insects. (The grasshoppers in this and surrounding areas can be motherfucking HUGE).

But anyway…thinking of “the damage they cause” as a passing thing? Sure…you may lose a lot of crops for a single year, or even a coupla years. But…it’s not like you singled out a dinner table right out in the open. It’s not like you chose a huge plot of land to grow “this, and this ONLY” instead of something a bit more “flowy.” Grasshoppers and other insects and life of all kinds has a right to life, liberty, and the persuit of happiness as much as any other living thing…don’t they?

I dunno. “The Framers of The Constitution” prolly weren’t thinking that big at the time. Or, maybe they were. I have no idea where they might have gotten their inspiration(s) on liberty, happiness nor freedom…but I have some pretty goddamn good ideas as to their source and sources.

But that’s just me.

I'm weird like that.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSREDZsARno

^Public Enemy-Can’t Truss It^

A military aircraft, performing “a tactical descent.”

Whodathunkit?

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khBioU1qFVY

^C-17 tactical descent, 25000ft to 5000ft in 58 seconds^


Been thinking about June Bugs a lot, since they, like Crickets, are damn near NEVAR fucking seen around here anymore. But then again, June Bugs are simply Grub Worms that have been sitting around underground for years, digging their way through the dirt and eating the roots of finely manicured lawns and making ugly and unsightly brown patches.

Gotta KILL those bastards before the kill the entire lawn!!!

Not like they are gonna turn into June Bugs and fly away in a coupla months.

YEAH!!! AND THEN THEY ARE GONNA MATE AND MAKE EVEN MOAR GRUB WORMS!!!

So? Don’t we do the same?

WE AREN'T WORMS YOU GREASY FUCKING MAGGOT!!!

You don’t say.

^B 52’s – June Bug^


Burrowers and borers and diggers and shit like that? Yeah…I understand how irritating they could be to a farmer. Not that I have ever known any farmers.

(I have, and I do) 

But anyway…yeah…if we kill them all…how do we really know what their purpose is, outside of pissing you off? If we think in terms of sampling, maintenance, observation…all wrapped in the nesting of time and times and changes? Yeah…purpose and purposes.

Q: Ever picked up a stray animal and tried to get it to eat?

A: SAY FUCKING WHAT?!?!?!?

Yeah…if you pick up a stray, your first order of business is survival right? So…you feed it. Or at least, attempt to. Watch any “nature show”…and all you are gonna see is eating, shitting, fucking, and dying. So, the process of elimination…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to fuck it or watch it fuck?

A: No.

OK…so…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to save its life?

A: Yes.

OK…so…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to watch it shit?

A: No. BUT! It will prolly need to shit at some point, if I can get the fucking thing to eat anything.

OK…so…

Q: Now what?

A: ???

Yeah…I dunno either. My point being, if you as a person no longer needed to eat, would you know when that time arrived? And I’m not talking about the events leading up to and culminating in a meal that you eventually sit down and eat until you are full. I am talking about no longer needing to consume food, for whatever reason…would you know when if this event took place, which required you to no longer require a requirement, outside of the act of consumption/consuming sustenance.

Q: How would you know?

A: You wouldn't? Or...you would?

Maybe “when” is sometimes a process in and of itself. Maybe this is why we are sometimes hungry, and sometimes, not so much…irrespective of available options. And I’m only thinking more “in modern terms” here, as we no longer have seasons anymore. We fly and ship food from all over the fucking world. And outside of the season and season changes themselves, we have no real reference(s) as to when it is, via what it is. And by that I mean…

Q: Are Watermelons “in-season?”

Q: Are Oranges “in-season?”

Q: Are Cantaloupes “in-season?”

Q: Are Apples “in-season?”

Oh really? Apples are in-season?

Q: What kind?

^Depeche Mode – Clean^


Yeah…we used to get all kinds of fruits and vegetables at different times of the year here in Texas. We’d look forward to Grapefruit at certain times of the year. Look forward to Green Grapes at one point in the year, and Red Grapes at another point in the year. Avocados here and there, when and if “the crops came in.”

But now…you can walk into a store, and it’s the same shit, day after day, year round. The displays never change. The roadside stands selling fresh fruits and vegetables, and the day-trips to drive out to get them? Gone. Restricted. Prohibited. Licensed to extinction. The home gardens? Good luck trying to grow one without a visit from The EPA seeing what you are using to grow your stuff, or a visit from The DEA to make sure you aren’t growing anything that you shouldn’t be.

Think I’m paranoid? Welp…you may be right. But I do know that the town that I live in, PROHIBITS the erecting of outside clothes lines for drying your clothes sans electric clothes dryer…as they are “unsightly.” Lotta panties, and bras, and underwear, and shit like that…and we don’t need to be thinking about how hot that chick prolly looks in that bra and panties. It leads to all kinds of nasty lascivious lechery, and pre-marital sex, and unwanted pregnancy/pregnancies, and unwanted children, and crime, and poverty, and jail, and recidivist types of behavior that are unwanted. We must not perpetuate this kind of thinking. It must be stopped…and it must be stopped FOREVAR!!!

God help us all.
^Gemini – Turn Me On [HD]^

I am 49 years, 5 months, and 26 days old.

593.8 – Months
2,582.1 – Weeks
18,075 – Days
433,800 – Hours
26,028,000 – Minutes
1,561,680,000 – Seconds
187 days until my next birthday.
It appears that day, November 15th 2017, will be a Wednesday.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPSL4zeQVRg

^Course Of Empire – Coming Of The Century^

Meh…we’ll figure it out.

Urea

 

Or not.

Whatever.

/shrug

^Philip T.B.C. feat. C.Monts – Back To The Batcave (Topspin Remix)^

It’s weird what we remember.
Is it weird what we remember?

It’s weird how we remember.
Is it weird how we remember?

It’s weird what we remember and how.
Is it weird what we remember and how?

Q: Is it weird what we forget?

A: I dunno either.
^Course Of Empire – Infested!^

Air conditioning. Something…goes here…about…air conditioning.

Maybe it was…”an” air-conditioner, and not “air conditioning” in and of itself.

Yeah...it was an air conditioner.
A gallery.

Or a theatre.

Or something.

^Course of Empire “Infested!” (live 7-18-98 at Trees, Dallas, TX)^

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cYa | cFa

^Propellerheads — Take California^

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*What you doing?! Clicky, work don’t finish until 5pm…*

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*Oh okay, work finished at 1pm for you… /rolls eyes… I’ll see you at home later…*

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