Missive From ‘Merica: Clicky Led

Clicky speaks


2 + 0 = 1

Sounds impossible? There is a blessing to standardization. It is indicative of a contextual significance. An era. An epoch. A time. What is significant about an obelisk that is not standing up?

I dunno 

What is significant about an obelisk that is standing up? I bet it’s pretty fucking significant if it’s standing, but about to fall. Prolly also significant if it is standing, then falls with little to no warning. How’d that thing stand up anyway?

Prolly aliens + tractor beams
^Fatboy Slim – Right Here, Right Now (CamelPhat Remix)^

I haven’t seen one of these vids appear in a while, but suddenly…here one is.

WARNING: You may want to turn your volume down prior to watching. For some odd reason, this vid is loud as fuck.

PRO TIP: After watching the vid, don’t forget to set your volume back to where it was prior to watching it.


^strange Trumpet sounds from the sky caught on live TV Volume 20^

So here's the dealio

I’m writing three different posts at the same time,

they’ll be posted in three different places, and

all three are gonna start off with the same three paragraphs.

But they’ll each go their own way after these first three paragraphs. I’ll write/post one here, I’ll write/post one over at my WordPress blog, and the other I’ll send over to RooBeeDoo to see what she comes up with. I’ve not been doing a lot of writing lately, but I sure as shit have been thinking about it.

I’m about to undertake some scary endeavors, and I’ve been working hard to dial my writing back since December of last year in preparation for these endeavors. I’ve also been trying to be mindful of what I read and watch. Limiting my intake, if you will. But last night, I started to feel just downright depressed. Like someone had kicked me in the junk, ‘cept with none of the actual pain and all of the actual depression.

As I lay on my bed and contemplated while I felt so shitty, I got the impression that I just flat out missed writing all the time. There are other things I miss as well, but I can’t do anything about that. So, I’ll focus on those things I can do something about. At this stage in my life, there is really only one thing that I have some limited ability to control, and that is my writing, and where and when I choose to write it. Let’s onward with the…whatever this is.

^CamelPhat – Drop It^

Is there a difference between something that is standing up, and something that is not? I mean, even if they are the same goddamn thing, if it’s laying down, it’s not the same thing laying down that it is when it’s standing up…right? Do I need to bring up penises?

lolz...bring up penises...lolz

This is the downside to talking ethics. There is an implied decorum that needs to be maintained. I assume that this decorum is to maintain and/or achieve some sort of purity. But what in the FUCK is “pure” about dreaming up and enacting legislation pertaining to murder? Or is it the path that purifies us, as we walk from the point of origin(s) that put us on this muddy and despicable trail of tears, all in order to get us to where we need to be?

Yeah, ethics suck

If you are clean, you gotta get dirty in order to understand what it is that draws your particular snout to the pig sty. If you are dirty, you gotta listen to the same uppity righteous fucks that likely created whatever shithole you are trying to climb out of. It’s a mess.

^Hot Since 82 – Veins (Original Mix)^

Let’s go this direction for a bit…

Obelisk of Axum
Tiya (Archaeological Site)
King Ezana’s Stela
Eritrean Highlands
Rift Valley Fever
Great Rift Valley, Kenya
Great Rift Valley, Ethiopia
East African Rift
Abuse of Notation

Would intuition be what it is, if it were more standardized? Thinking now about the curvature of our planet and certain spaces, there is a potential for nullification based on a contextual proximity within time. That is to say, that “not all sacred sites are the same”. Sure, they are all “sacred”

but to who?



So with that in mind, is the Tevatron the same thing as the LHC?


Large Hadron Collider

If they are the same thing, why are there two of them? Do we need two of the same thing? Or is one more/less significant than the other?

^Mark Knight – Your Love (Original Club Mix)^

Let's see what Boogie2988 is up to

He mentions something about a YouTube purge.

My Twitter has been acting wonky for about a week.

I wonder if any of this shit has any affect on Bitcoin.


What…in the FUCK…is “body dysmorphia”?

Body Dysmorphic Disorder
Alien Hand Syndrome
Body Integrity Identity Disorder
Hemispatial Neglect
Acquired Brain Injury
Synonyms of Arterial Tortuosity Syndrome
Human Factors and Ergonomics
Ergonomic Hazard
Repetitive Strain Injury
Space Psychology

If you sit in a certain chair, at a certain desk, and you do this over a certain period of time…

but then suddenly

… you find yourself in a different chair, at a different desk, for different periods of time…

Q: Does that have an effect on anything at all?

A: Or are you just a piece of meat?

Yeah, I don’t know how to deal with bitter acerbity either.

^Solardo – On The Corner^

Yesterday, I did a search on YouTube for “spiritual awakening” just because I’ve not kept up with that shit in a while. I don’t even remember what I found, because I wound up trying to start watching Part 3 of that Ouija Board documentary. I dig rest.

Let’s hop over to YouTube real quick, I’m gonna search for “spiritual awakening” again – without quotes – and I’m going to link the 3rd video on the 3rd page of the search results. Sound good? Let’s do it!

<rawr> ;-P

JESUS H. CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The 3rd video on the 3rd page is motherfucking 1 hour, 46 minutes, and 5 seconds long!!!

I ain’t watching that bullshit!!!

First rattle out of the fucking bag, the goddamn video tells me to go read a coupla prophesies from Nostradamus before watching the video. Now, why on EARTH would someone want me to pause the video, grab a book, and read a bit before watching the video?


Could it be to get you used to the fact, that in order to proceed in your continued “growth”, you are going to need books,

and home videos,

and daily chant guides,

and daily mantra guides,

and t-shirts,

and bumper stickers,

and laminated bookmarks with clever shit written on them,

and coffee mugs,

and all kinds of other ancillary market types of shit to take along with you, as you trek to god knows where for the quarterly retreats that are held for select “gold members” at the temple?

Anyway, here’s the video if you wanna watch it. I only made it to 1 minute 43 seconds.

^The Laws of the Sun – Spiritually Awakening Movie – OFFICIAL^

If I keep talking about the same shit over and over, does that create some sort of repetitive type injury?

O RLY? To whom? 

Yeah, to whom does this injury occur? To me? To anyone who reads my bullshit? Both? Anyway, I’ve seen this gal’s stuff before, and may have even watched and linked this particular video at some point. But there seems to be an infatuation in certain sectors of the synchrosphere with “the shining”.

Clicky squints

Synchrotron Radiation

I find this concept of “specificity within the synchrosphere” to be ironic, since specificity seems to be contrary to the nature of synchronicity. That said, a lot of these concepts may not be new, but they are new to some of us. So, let’s see what she has to say about something very specific, and how this specificity may relate to “spiritual awakening”.

^How to Develop Clairvoyance, How to Become Clairvoyant, How it Works!^

A few weeks ago, the street light across the way went out. The street was dark as shit for a coupla weeks, and it was just damn nice outside at night because you could actually see at night without that fucking beacon blinding the fuck out of you. However, it has now been replaced, and they replaced the one light, with two. Not only that, the fucking thing is bright white instead of the pale amber of the previous street light.

The whole goddamn street is now bright as shit at night

I wanted to take some pics of the full moon, but I now can’t because of that goddamn beacon that is right in the path of the moon/Luna’s ascension.


^SYMBOLOGY AND YOU. How SYMBOLS Affect Your Subconscious Mind WITHOUT Knowing It + ANCIENT Symbols^

I’m not trying to knock these people, but a lot of this shit sounds like the parroting of something you’ve learned, and you are following the program or system step by step in order, as you’ve been taught to do. I know that I do this all the time. So, what is it that we are trying to break out of? Why are we trying to break out of it? Are we searching for intuition? Are we searching for our own intuition?

Standardized anything is going to seek to quash intuition, so maybe that’s the sudden infatuation with enlightenment via ancient mysteries and/or mystery schools and the like.

Temple of Set

Harry Houdini


BLOOPS!!! I guess there’s nothing new about it. ‘Cept for maybe we are getting to know our neighbors a bit better without even realizing we were doing so.

Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania

What, in the name of all that is holy, could Wilkes-Barre Pennsylvania have to do with the price of tea in Antarctica? I dunno. But I can think of one person that this town might ring a bell with.

^Shiba San – OKAY^

Been watching Dr. Who, Deadwood, and Adventure Time with a certain someone. I’m still kinda iffy on the whole “remote viewing” angles of this particular activity, but I’m kinda comfortable with my own cluelessness, so whatever.

/me shrugs

Remote Viewing

I can only imagine, that anyone gaining access to my head/being, the first fucking thought is going to be


The only reason that I can see that someone would want direct access to the fabric of another being…


But doesn’t truth loose some of its meaning when the filters and filtering that is already in place are circumnavigated and/or circumvented? It can’t be truth if I don’t want or need to tell it. So there’s an implied duality or binary nature to getting to “the truth” by the action of telling. What we tell, and how…

Perception(s) and perspective(s)

I mean, just because you can plug a lamp into an electrical socket, is no guarantee that the lamp will light.

^Mark The Beast – Breathe (ft. Niks)^

I narrowed my YouTube search to only show results from videos that were posted this week. This was the latest one, and it appears to have been posted 7 hours ago.

 Today is Tuesday May 1st, 2018, and it's currently 12:48 CDT

It appears this video is a talk more than a video, and it’s some gal talking about the menstrual cycle. I’m not female. This talk has fuckall to do with me. But it does make me think about fibrous material(s). That makes me think about Morgellon’s. Not that I ever think about fibrous material(s) potentially being an issue for women that use certain feminine hygiene products or anything.

Toxic Shock Syndrome
Innate Immune System
Diagnosis Code

Is it possible that Morgellon’s is actually a form of Toxic Shock Syndrome? I mean, I personally am allergic to everything under the fucking sun. Not to mention, anyone can become allergic to anything, at any time. Shellfish are OK for eating today, but tomorrow, eating them kills you. So…with that in mind…

Q: What changed?

A: I dunno either.

Maybe we can figure it out.

Or at least develop some coping mechanisms.

^Red Moon: Goddess Teachings & Meditations for Female Spiritual Awakening^

This isn’t really where I intended to go.

I intended to go nowhere in particular.

Can both of these statements be true?
^Deadmau5 – There Might Be Coffee (1080p) || HD^

When I see someone’s profile pic on Twitter, and I get the googly eyes because she is very pretty, is there a certain procedure or protocol that I supposed to follow at that point? Am I supposed to message them and say “YO BITCH YOU ARE HOT AS FUCK!!!” or something similar? Or do I just wait for the erection to subside, then go about my business.

Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever actually gotten a boner from looking at some gal’s pic. But I’ve gotten butterflies a time or two. Anyway, I never thought of Twitter as some dating service or place to meet chicks to hook up with. I guess being married will do that to a fella, and subsequently being divorced doesn’t change much in that regard.

But I do often contemplate the mechanics of meeting someone. I mean, I’m single again, so why wouldn’t I contemplate this? To be honest, it scares the shit out of me because I had long been under the assumption that I’d be married for the rest of my life. Plus, what if one of these gals I get the googly eyes and butterflies over is married or in a relationship already? I can handle someone seeing my pic and throwing up. I’ve had this face for a long time and am familiar with the response it tends to generate.

Meh…I’ve no idea what to do, nor even if I should do anything. I think I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing, which is nothing. At least that’s something.

^Summertime Rolls – Jane’s Addiction.wmv^

May Day

I’ve seen some “witchy types” posting something about some other name to call this, so lemme go see if I can find what that something is.



Speaking of belts, my mother gave me all of my father’s old belts. I mean, the guy is dead, so he ain’t gonna need them anymore. Anyway, I was looking at one of the older ones, and it got me to wondering how many lashes I got over the years with that particular belt.

It’s wide,

it’s thick,

it’s long,

made of leather,

and left many a welt on my 





and sometimes even my ass. Not that he was a bad aim, but he usually had to suspend me in the air by dangling me from one of my arms.

I was not real receptive to being repeatedly struck with a heavy piece of leather, but one day, that all changed. I bent over, grabbed my ankles, and never made a peep through all 12 lashes. He, was stunned. But I think when it was over, and I turned to face him, and shot him a look of hate bound by fury, I think I scared him. He was almost speechless, and eventually stammered a congratulations to me on my “not going to the tear department”, but our relationship forever changed that day.

He retired the belt, and never used it on me again. I’ll not elaborate as to the direction that the violence took after the belt was retired, but you can probably imagine. I was 12 years old.

^Paul Keeley- Run To You (Original Mix)^

I gotta run because this one is getting kinda long, and I’ve two more of these I need to go write, then get back to watching Deadwood and Dr Who with a certain someone. But before I go, I got a parting query. There are many that espouse this “living for the day” mentality to others. To seize opportunity, and not to wait. But I’ve got a question for you…

Q: Aren’t you worth waiting for?

A: I think you are

Doesn’t matter if it’s 5 seconds or 5 years. I’m betting that you are worth waiting for.

I think you are pretty awesome, and I don’t even really know you.

Not even sure what “knowing” really means in this context.

You learn, you grow, you change, you…

do whatever in the fuck you do.

So “knowing” can’t be just and only about fucking.

But yeah, I’ve got a feeling about you, and I don’t even know who you are.

Now all you have to do, is sort out/figure out who I am talking to and/or referencing.

Good luck

^Mango – Sayonara (Original Mix)^


^Dave Horne – In Our Dreams (Original Mix) [HD]^


dolphin wave

Missive From ‘Merica: Wish You Were Here!

I am on hols this week, Dear Reader…

I’ll be visiting my favourite getaway…

*/shuffles buttocks more comfortably into library sofa…*

… And read the latest missive from The Okie Devil…


Gonna start this off a little different than usual

…assuming that’s ok with you shitheads.

Let’s just assume that it is or is not OK with you, and we’ll jump on Job.

Yeah…that one

…let’s jump right on his ass, and ride him for all he’s worth.


Job 1

The “New Living Translation” is actually a really good read if you’ve never tried it. Maybe give some of it a whirl, then go back to your favorite flavor and re-read whatever you just read from the New Living version. I personally like to read side-by-side of different translations…really makes me think about what is being said.

Not that I ever actually “think” or anything.

Or at least, I think I don’t.

I mean…

I think I do don’t think…

if that makes any sense.

^Laid Back – White Horse (Extended Mix) 1983^

White horse…hmmm…white horse….hmmm…I’ve heard that somewhere.

^Armageddon Requests before they leave^


NOTE TO/FOR YOU ROOB: You prolly want to link this picture because it is huge…3362×2241

I dunno how your blog software works, so the decision how to handle this I leave to you, just wanted to give you a heads up, that I had no intention of this pic being “displayed as normal” since it is so large. Just…a very cool image and I wanted to share.


*/scratches head… I dunno, Clicky. Can we manage huge?*

*/rolls eyes…*


Lotta motion in that pic

Motion for all of the materials to come together in their original forms.

Motion for all of the materials to come together to form the location itself.

Motion for all of the people to come together and actually see these result.

Motion for all of the people to come together and start thinking, planning and plotting.

Motion for all of the reason and reasons to come together and how to proceed.

Motion for all of the people to come together to build the foundation and structure.

Motion for all of the materials to come together in their pre-final fabrication forms.

Motion for all of the materials to come together in the final-ish form that we see in the photo.

Motion for all of the people to come together and actually see the result.


a mirror would prolly be an interesting addition, so that we can ask ourselves a question…

Q: Am I important?

A: Yep. I think so anyway.

But I’m an egotistical asshole.

/me shrugs

^David Bowie – Dead Man Walking^

So yeah…Job. Lotta discussion about Job when I was younger and actually attended church. I later got kicked out of church, so…end of discussion.

But yeah, I was thinking about Job a bit tonight because I was always taught that this, whatever it was, was simply a test of Job’s character. To prove something. I’m sure that it is/was, but there was always these discussions as to “what it actually meant”…this story of Job.

Welp, if I had to sum up what it means to me personally, the story of Job means many things. But what I got to thinking about tonight? Wheeew! It spun my head a bit.

^Rick James – Give It To Me Baby 12 Inch^

So to get right to it…

Q: What do we leave this world with?

A: !!!

According to local legend: we leave this world with nothing…just like we came in. So this got me to thinking a bit about the concept of “the individual”…what that means…and to whom.

EX: I’ve always told my children, that they belong to themselves, and not to me. Yes, you are my child, I am your father, I am not Darth Vader…I digress.

So…Job is well-to-do, loaded with perfect, intelligent, good-looking kids, has a hot wife, a mansion in The Hamptons, owns a successful and thriving business…and suddenly…


It’s all gone, because Satan was having a bad day or something and needed someone extra-special to kick on. No rhyme, no reason, just plain ol’ meanness because that’s how Satan rolls.

If Satan and God had NOT agreed to allow this…whatever…to transpire…

Q: Would Job have lived happily ever after?

A: ...

Yeah…no answer to go there really, because we really don’t know since that’s not what happened. But what I am thinking about here is…erm…multi-tasking. Multi-purpose, multi-meaning, lasting.

^Frankie Smith – Double Dutch Bus^

Can you IMAGINE… what it would be like, to be God/a god…and have to retire one of your parables because it was no longer relevant or pertinent to a single living thing in the entirety of existence? I mean yeah, they prolly keep a copy of the original manuscript for sentimental reasons…but as far as actively teaching and/or being publicly available? NOPE!!! It’s been pulled. Pulled from circulation. It’s relevancy has become irrelevant.


That would be a toughie.

In my mind it would be anyway.

^Stereo MC s – Connected (Video Clip)^

Job was gonna lose all of his shit at some point. His friends were busy trying to encourage Job to figure out what he had done to piss God off so bad, repent of it, and all would be well. Sounds like modern day mainstream therapy techniques…get it all out, and all will be right with the world.

If I am the cause of all of my ills, and the world is a shit sandwich as a result, and you occupy the same world I do…I think we may have hit a speed bump or wall there. Does it matter how we lose our shit? Or is it the motherfucker(s) that wanna take it and why? I mean, how did you get all that shit in the first place? Where did it come from?

^Club Nouveau – Rumors^

BTW, it’s currently 04:09 in the morning on Saturday August 19th, and I’ve been doing some pondering this evening/this morning so I’m a tad chatty. Went and read some beeswax over at Bolton’s Smokers’ Club, and THAT got my head all kinds of twisted. Not that I had some conversation via Twitter today or anything…but it’s good to talk and think and talk some more. Especially when the conversation is all over the fucking place. It’s still about the conversation and having someone to talk to no matter what you are talking about.

^Rob Base and DJ E Z Rock- Joy and Pain (1988) ***R.I.P. DJ E Z Rock***^
This sentence is here for no particular reason. Just thought you should know.
^Grandmaster Melle Mel – Step Off [Official Video HD]^

Can you imagine what it would be like to be in a commercial aircraft when one of the engines suddenly decided to come off? More than that, can you imagine what a dangling engine would do to the aircraft if considerations were not made to accommodate and even facilitate engine separation under certain circumstances?

Let’s use our imagination.

^Aircraft Store Separation Incidents^

That book called 1984 has been kinda popular as of late for quotes and bits of pertinent wisdom. But as far as I know, 1984 has always been popular, so why this upsurge in 1984 all of a sudden like?

Welp…maybe it’s not real sudden. Maybe you are just paying attention to different things. Maybe your lair of tranquility has been infiltrated by subversive interlopers bent on poisoning your mind, and you REALLY need to formulate a plan as to how to rid yourself and the world of this den of snakes. There will always be bias…can’t escape it. I mean, yeah…you can, but it takes a lot of work to do so.

To escape bias, you’ll have to do the hardest work there is…nothing. Doing nothing is damn near impossible in most instances. Were it not so, mediation would prolly be done a lot more. But that gets me to thinking about Winston, the main character in 1984.

Footnote: My dad smoke Winston cigarettes.
^The O’Jays – For The Love of Money (Audio)^


Let’s compare some musics here real quick like.

^afrika bambaataa- looking for the perfect beat^
^Fireball XL5 Full Theme Song With Lyrics^

“In their time”…they would be considered groundbreaking and definitive. But looking backwards, both are pretty sloppy and kinda thrown together sounding.

Lotta tinkering and stumbling around, that are in various states of polished sound. Yeah, the both have hooks…but both are also kinda devoid of hooks. To me they are anyway. The both rely heavily on “getting there”…which is to say, the objective of the song itself seems to be getting through and to the end.

They both rely heavily on some base musical structures to get where they are going since there is not much in the way of definitive hooks, so they rely on refrains, bridges and breaks. Kinda blocky. Almost like building a wall or foundation. But that’s kinda what it’s like to be stumbling around with music. You take what you know and mix it with what you don’t know…all thanks to others…and run with it from there.

^Din Daa Daa (Original 12″ Version) – George Kranz^


Are you thinking about the concept of how new you are? How unique you are?

Welp, you are. Just keep in mind how you got that way. That may help you with staying that way. Or you could rage at the concept of your duality, rip your skin off as you roar to The Universe, and go beat the living fuck out of complete strangers to show them who’s boss. Sounds like a solid plan. Should work out well. For you anyway.

For a while.
^Space age arrives: American Newsreel (1957) – english^

Just thinking that even if you are saying the same thing over and over again? You are still pumping data into someone’s head. Or is that really where it goes? Just because it seems to go in through the head, doesn’t mean that it stays there….but I digress.

Do whatever in the fuck you want…I can’t stop you nor is it my job to do so.

^TALK TALK – It’s My Life (HQ 12″ Vinyl Version Sound,HD,Lyrics)^


It’s now Sunday afternoon @ 12:27. I stopped writing…because…because…I did.

I watched a bit of an episode of some show called “Pointless” last night.

Somehow, this show has appeared in my personal reticle.

Not that anyone will know the importance of a single word in the previous sentence, but it’s there.

The show is only on in The UK, so I’ll prolly never watch it again.

^Tone loc – funky cold medina^


I had some more thoughts on Job and Winston, but I guess I’ll need to stew on them for a bit longer because nothing is coming to mind. Nothing specific anyway. Which is weird because I’ve had some very specific thoughts about both Job and Winston, as well as the books these characters originated from, but I can’t remember what they are right now. I can feel them flying around up in there…or…wherever they are…but nothing is coming to mind currently.

I have been thinking about jealousy, conceit, deceit and coveting a lot lately. Well, the concepts of these premises anyway. Not like “in practice” or practical applications or whatever. But is it what we talk/think about that is important? Or that we are talking/thinking? Or both/all. I kinda prefer that last option, but then again, I’m greedy like that.

^David Bowie – The Heart’s Filthy Lesson : SE7EN Monster Montage^

cYa | cFa

^Talking Heads – This Must Be The Place^


*Ain’t he, Clicky! 😀 …Do you know that Song is 25 years old today?*

*/nods sagely… Time flies…*