Tag: Feline Good – Aristocats jazz/dance/funk/breakbeat remix

Missive From ‘Merica: Nuffin’ in Particular…

Um… I don’t have anything particular on my mind tonight, Dear Reader, so umm…

*Lucky dip, Clicky? …/lights up… Put three things together and see what happens? …/drags… Sounds a bit sketchy but okay…*

First up, some Library news…

They are the pages where an unwilling messiah Brian, Mr Creosote, the Ministry of Silly Walks, a football team of philosophers and a dead parrot were all born. Now, more than 50 notebooks of original sketches and ideas for Monty Python have been donated to the British Library by Michael Palin.

The public will now be able to freely peruse Palin’s archive of writings from 1965 to 1987, including the books where he and Jones would write the early sketches for Monty Python’s Flying Circus.

*That’s right, he’s also an epic traveler, Clicky…*

Secondly some exciting Smokie Drinkie News, Dear Reader…

*Virtually… /knocks of ash and relights…*

And for number three… */thinks…* Ah! This made me chuckle… An explanation of a shambles for the British viewing public…

And now a new missive from The Okie Devil for you, Dear Reader… Enjoy! ❤

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MOVIE REVIEW TIME MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

 

^The Chemical Brothers – Leave Home ( Koyaanisqatsi (1983) )^

It’s late Sunday night, and I’ve been busy with not much all day. However, I was able to somehow squeeze in a movie, and now I will suggest you check it out. It’s called Birdman, it’s a superhero flick, and I’ve avoided it for some time.

Q: Who has two thumbs and recommends you see this flick?

A: The guy who is typing this and occasionally hitting the space bar with his thumbs.

There have been several movies that specifically address the concept of what a superhero is. Mystery Men is a good example, but so is Daredevil and Watchmen. That said, this one not only sticks to the topic more along the lines of Mystery Men and Kick-Ass, it crosses the line a bit more. It kinda rubs your nose in both concepts of fantasy and reality as it pertains to “the hero.” That’s what I got out of it anyway. I’m sure I’ll get more and more out of it the more I watch it. Assuming that I ever watch it again. But I would given the chance.

It’s very clever and tells a great story about Hollywood and Broadway actors.

Ya know? People.

Yeah…this movie is full of people.

Towering people.

People teetering on being toppled.
^Apollo 440 – Can’t Stop The Rock^

That’s all you’re getting from me. I mean…she said all that shit above, and not me. So if the movie is now spoiled,…erm…too fucking bad…blame her, or stop looking at the pic or something.

I had heard that this movie was weird.

This is movie is far from weird…it’s good ol’ fashioned completely fucked up.

Plus…”the bad guy” or “villain” in this one is quite cleverly disguised/costumed, and is one of the more interesting villains in recent memory.

You’d never even know they were there.

Meh...you'll figure it out.
^The Crystal Method – Blowout^
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BOOK REVIEW TIME MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

So…dripping in guilt…um…yeah…I got to read a book I didn’t pay for.

The only way I can quasi-make up for it…is actually read the fucking thing.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is to spend some time thinking on it.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is to spend some time writing about it.

The only way I can quasi-make up for that…is….erm…I dunno.

I’ll leave it to you to devise something devious and clever as punishment for the thrashing I’m about to give it.

This will not be my intent…but I always look on the bright side.

Weird that we can only see it through the dark.

Weird.
^Smash Mouth – Walkin’ On The Sun^

The Mark. I don’t like this book. I mean…I love it. But yeah…I don’t like it. I dances all around some really pertinent and noteworthy topics, a shitload of topics actually…and it does this very cleverly. Great story.

The author tells a very long, slow-moving story very quickly. I guess I could just say that it reads well, but I didn’t. Until now…but yeah…well written and easy on the English/UK slang. Almost like another story I noticed by this publisher where it appeared to me when an American author was attempting to use UK slang, this story appears to me as a UK author trying not to use UK slang. Weird. I prolly wrong on all counts, but no one cares…so…meh. I guess the way that the backstory is woven into the now really kinda keeps it flowing. Not saying that I had the urge to skip pages and read ahead because I didn’t have those urges…but I wanted to. Weird, eh?

I guess some of the “ingrained English culture” that sometimes makes those in the UK appear so fucking weird to the outside world, is starting to make a little more sense.

 ^Moloko – Sing It Back^
These pertinent and noteworthy topics I mentioned, are always pertinent and noteworthy. I guess the measure of their noteworthy depends on the time and times in which they are perceived to occur. Lots of people still freaked the fuck out by The Internet. But that’s not really a stretch is it?
There are those who like theatre/stage, there are those that like opera, there are those that like theatre/movies, there are those who like church, there are those that like books, there are those that like nightclubs, there are those that prefer to stay home and watch television, there are those that like to sit outside and just…watch. I prolly missed some options or twenty in there, but you get the gist. Especially when you flip most of those into participant and observer roles, and then add time and times as to when and where. Meh.
 ^Pendulum – Showdown (Official Video)^

I can understand my need to “educate myself”…the battle-cry within most media today.

However, there are stopgaps there.

1st, now I gotta “prove it”…be tested…as to how much I have learned.

Q: What if I failed your test?

A: ?¿?

Q: Did I fail you? Or did you fail me? When?

A: ¿?¿

I guess I’m just dumb. Doesn’t say much about you and your teaching tho does it? Even if I earn your stupid-assed certificate of authenticity of approval, that winning was based on the possibility of failure. Doesn’t bode well for my survival over the long run…does it?

BTW…are you course credits and/or certifications transferable?

I get the feeling I may need that option.

 ^Sonique It Feels so Good^

So yeah…The Internet…nothing but voyeurs and fetishists. Oh, and predators. And smurfs. Oh…and catfish. And trolls. And some other stuff. Paranoidistics should prolly become it’s own discipline. But that’s almost kinda…self incriminating…isn’t it? Lolz

FUCK!!! My hands are bleeding…brb.

 ^Gypsy Woman (She’s Homeless) – Crystal Waters – HQ^

Gotta account for the voice that The Internet gives to many that would otherwise not have it. But before you get all uppity as to a few things regarding “marks” and “beasts”…yer gonna need to do some self-flagellation real quick….K?

(virtually...VIRTUALLY...you fucking sickos)

There are many that discount “the power” of the individual voice that gets drowned out amongst the noise within the throng…or…throbbing-clusterfuck…as I like to call it. And many times, they are correct. However, how in the fuck are you going to use this same system to label each and every person, when there are those that are omitted by this system’s existence in and of itself? Channels? Better channels? Better channeling? Good fucking luck with that one. Especially seeing as how this entire system is build upon a system that will fall like tumblers under the right conditions. Yeah…power. As in, electrical.

Suddenly…the concept of infinite and unlimited power doesn’t sound so good, eh?

Almost like…there’s a built in safety there.

Keep in mind who provides the power, and it’ll never be a shock when there is too little or too much of it.

Just sayin'.
 ^iiO – Rapture (Official Video)^
 

Clouds have moved in after a coupla days of sunshine.

Q: Do I seem glum?

A: I feel glum.

Prolly just my overwhelming urge to both A) continue reading The Mark, and B) not continue reading The Mark.

YEAH ASSHOLES!!! I HAVEN'T FINISHED IT!!! GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!?!?!?

How can I write a book review on a book that I’ve not even finished reading?

Well duh. You fucks judge unread and/or unfinished books all the time. It’s just that these books are lives. Lives that are in progress, therefore, cannot be told in their totality as they are still being written. That is of course, unless you take matters into your own hands.

Creepy thoughts...eh?

Hey…if you fucks can trash a book based on the cover, or the title, or the forward, or who wrote the forward, or the fact that there is no dedication, or just read the first few pages and stop and THEN trash the fuck out of it…I should be able to write a positive review at the halfway point.

Halway-ish.

Like 126 of 200 or something.

 ^Blade Runner Theme • Vangelis^

I’ve been interrupted by The BBC several times over the last week over their series Oceans. Whatshername picked it up at the library last week for reasons unknown, and I’ve been watching it. I even managed to clean up disk 2 to where it plays in its totality. Story for another blog I guess. 😉

Anyway…it’s a great series…very ambitious. Big, beautiful, and let’s us lubbers see some things that we never would have been able to see otherwise. Lotta messages in this film. One of which, is sharks. Sharks are starting to become the new dolphin…I guess because tuna are almost gone, so we don’t have to worry about dolphin getting caught in the tuna nets anymore. Dolphins prolly still need to be wary of certain coves, but I digress since I have no answers. But anyway…a message that is espoused over and over in this film…is health. Health of the oceans. Health of the food chain. Health of the apex predators.

Blah blah blah.

The ironic bit, is that all of this “health” is based upon sickness and disease. More succinctly, the sick and the diseased. Lotta references to “weeding out” with respect to the sick and diseased. Not much “respect” there in my not-so-humble opinion…but whatever or something.

Anyway…this food chain business is gonna be your own worst enemy, mainly because of its static representation of a dynamic system. I mean, all you gotta do is turn that food chain diagram 180° to see the apex. Yeah…the other one. This is why I operate in a 4/7/5/8 dimensional world. You never forget life, nor time, nor the structures that support them both. Because it works both ways, in all cases, no exceptions, forever and always. Or at least, it works that way currently. 😉

 ^Blade Runner • Tears in Rain • Vangelis^

The saving grace in ecological conservation, or conservation of any kind…it that there is no saving grace.

Ironic...eh?

So…we look for gems. Gems like “we just don’t know.” That’s a something that was espoused by Philippe Cousteau, and the honesty in it damn near brings someone like me to tears of joy. Working your ass off, as it is happening, knowing that you are blundering around in a shitstorm, trying to make sense of it all, and doing the best you can with what you have.

/shrug
 ^Apocalypse Now Theme • Ride of the Valkyries • Richard Wagner^

Now that the cofveve buzz has worn off, let’s talk about something else. I mean, I can’t help but think about Rob Stewart and his efforts to bring “the shark issue” to our attention. But then again, I have an interest in the ocean. Many people, don’t.

So let’s talk…strata….in wata.

DOH!

Yep…wata strata.

Wata has a lotta strata.

And when you think about it…should oughtn’t it have outta have strata?

Pro-Tip: "Outta" and it's usage, contextually.

Outta: Awe-Tuh…contraction substitution for “ought to”

We outta get the fuck outta here.

Outta: Ow-Tuh…contraction substitution for “out of”

We’re outta here.

 ^Fluke – Atomic Bomb (Atomix 3)^

Lot’s of long cogs turn slowly in the wheel over very long periods of time to get what they want, eh?

I wonder if they still want it?

I wonder if they are willing to wait to get it?

Sorry…just…important questions.

Or at least…I think they are important questions anyway.

 ^Hans Zimmer – Time (Inception)^

Not that we are on the path to identifying healthy via unhealthy…lets go ahead and burst the bubble so we can stop riding it. Now that we are healthy…we gotta quest to be uber-healthy. Which means that the healthy, who cannot attain the status of uber-healthy, are now right back to being the sick. The unhealthy. But…let’s also entertain the notion that a certain healthy someone CAN attain the status of uber-healthy…unfortunately…they had a slip or a fall at the gym.

BLOOPS!

The injured have cropped back up as well. Now you are mired in sick AND injured peeps once again.

WTF?!?!???!?!?!????1111 WE JUST CLEANED THIS SHIT UP!!!!!!
 ^Hank Williams Jr & Hank Williams Sr- There’s A Tear In My Beer (Excellent Quality)+(Lyrics)^

I’m rambling. Must have rambling on my mind or something.

I guess monologuing has that effect or something.
^Allman Brothers Band – Ramblin’ Man^

So anyway…yeah…um….um…um…yeah…strata in the wata or something.

I guess that I find it ironic that we dig through dirt and rock, see these layers containing untold numbers of fauna and flora, and yet we always chalk it up to rising and lowering sea levels, Moving of tectonic plates. Subduction. Migration. And…we’re right to it. These walks are not that long because of the fortunate place in which I find myself. I recognize the shoulders that I am standing on.

If we journey from terra to ice…maybe that will make the water strata a little easier. Because I’ve already suggested that there are regional forces that determine the size, shape and makeup of water, and these forces are dependent upon other regional forces, globally. Why would they not be? You’ve got two infinity zooms on that microscope or camera, but only acknowledge one. Prolly because you built the fucking thing. Infinities are scalar. Add relativity in there, and maybe your head won’t pop at that thought.

 ^YBR – Led Zeppelin – Ramble On^

 HOLY FUCK!!! A question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what facilitates these auxiliary channels and pathways that you are suggesting?

A: I don't fucking know what facilitates them you goddamned idiot. What the fuck kind of question is that?

If you think the past is something to leave behind, then leave the fucking thing behind. However…I’d advise that, if you are a proponent of string theory, you might wanna think about that premise. Stretchy strings snap back eventually. Better hope it isn’t loaded with stings on those strings.

(just saying)

I think the question that really wants to be asked/answered, is how do these pathways open…not, how they exist. And my thinking would lead me to believe that leaving the life element out of your equations is prolly a mistake. There is a perpetuity to life that cannot be denied. Existence of an immortal soul, or gods, or monsters, or ghosts or whatever…does not diminish this. It may augment the fuck out of it, but it certainly does not diminish it. I wonder if detraction diminishes.

Meh…fuck it…let’s say none of the above.

(heh...get it...heh heh)

Erm…anyway…uh…yeah…will. There are all kinds of them. Needs and wants are will. I wonder if they are willing?

Hmmmm....
 ^Spooky – Little Bullet (Extended Version)^

You smokers are gonna have to get used to the fact that your cigarettes DO affect non-smokers. You can stack scientific data to the fucking moon that says otherwise. So…you gotta question what you value more…the stack of papers, or people?

If I’m around cigarettes all the time, I’ll sorta get used to it. But that doesn’t stop those acute attacks of itchy eyes, itchy skin, sneezing and wheezing. Gotta keep in mind that not all smokers smoke the same brand. Add cloves, and cigars, and pipes, and pot and God knows what else to that mix, and yeah…there are gonna be exceptions to your rules. You wanna be one, right? An exception? Welp…I wanna help. And not by ignoring your plight nor hoping you get cancer or some other ailment <shudder> Just…know…that when I ask if you wouldn’t mind not sparking up just yet? Coming from me personally anyway…I’m trying to be courteous to you and me both. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need it. But usually I don’t care. Spark up and smoke em if you got em. 🙂

^Showtek – We Like To Party (Original Mix)^

Yeah…I was raised in a smoking home. But not really. My mother is VEHEMENTLY opposed to smoking. Yeah…I on rare occasions smoke, and I currently chew tobacco. But…so fucking what? That’s my choice right? Isn’t the freedom to choose isn’t on someone’s list somewhere?

I know it is.

X: Maybe.

Cade: Thanks.

X: …

 ^Showtek – The F Track^

This roasted coffee beans/carcinogens mess is really swirling in my head. Nevermind the caffeine and nicotine bullshit, and really…fuck the cancer bullshit too. Because I keep getting pushed to the political and governmental sides of this bullshit…which means business and businesses. Speaking as someone who is allergic to just about anything and everything, I wonder what my crime is. Because…is that what we are coming to? Inventing crime because we’ve gotten bored with the “run-of-the-mill” kinds of stuff?

I relish those things that I can participate in which do not give me grief for doing so. Hell, I relish many of the things that DO give me grief for partaking of. Petting dogs and cats. Eating beans of ANY kind. (Yes, I am allergic to almost all beans including cofveve). Almost all spicy foods give me reflux. I’m allergic to all of the ingredients in beer. Interesting footnote tho…drinking beer regularly helps with my pet allergies. I guess because it keeps my histamine levels high due to the allergens in the beer, which helps better my pet allergies. Prolly some saliva/salivary and endocrine links there too, not to mention plain ol’ feeling good and not feeling sick/sickly.

 ^’Feline Good’ – Aristocats jazz/dance/funk/breakbeat remix^

Q: Do you know how to talk to people?

A: ???

Q: Do you know how to talk to a person?

A: ¿¿¿
 ^Foetus – The Only Good Christian Is A Dead Christian^

X: Do you remember what we talked about earlier in the week?

Cade: No.

0: Are you lying?

Cade: Um….no.

Z: Are you sure?

Cade: Not anymore.

Z: Why not?

Cade: No idea. Prolly a personality issue.

Z: lolz…WHAT?!?!?!?

Cade: I’m fractured.

X: Since when?

Cade: Pick one.

A: Wait…what?

Cade: Huh?

A: That wasn’t a multiple choice question.

Cade: Well…if I fractured at some point, wouldn’t that trend continue?

X: Ooohhh…a clever one we’ve got here.

Z: …

Cade: lolz…um…Z thinks otherwise.

0: They aren’t alone in that thought.

Cade: Wait…I get the temporary natures of healing.

X: Why is nature plural there.

Cade: Because of the healing processes post-healing process?

X: Well said.

T: Seconded.

0: Meh…

Cade: lolz…nice.

0: You’re welcome.

X: How many of you scars have been covered.

Cade: Um…I’m gonna take that one at face value, and say many.

X: How?

Cade: I can’t answer that. I only know that they have.

Z: Time heals all wounds.

Cade: Yeah…but what does that mean?

B: Everybody is different.

Cade: Yep.

B: Are you a fast healer?

Cade: Sometimes. But I’m also a free bleeder.

X: Bleed a lot do you?

Cade: Yep. Then it just kinda…

0: Stops.

Cade: I just know that all three surgeries I have had, all of the surgeons commented as to how badly I bled.

X: You think there is a link to scars and scarring there?

Cade: Within the capillary system? You fucking bet I do. There’s something about that interface section of the body that we like to omit and/or ignore.

Z: Think that is related to pride?

Cade: Maybe some. But not in the manner in which “The Spiritualists” like to define it.

X: Which is what?

Cade: Um…who doesn’t want to look good. And not just to the outside world.

X: Feels pretty good to feel good, eh?

Cade: I like it /shrug

A: I gave you that ability.

Cade: The ability to shrug? Fair enough. I’m still pondering the magical nature of many of these reflexes that we tend to chalk up as social faux pas or glitches.

C: They aren’t glitches?

W: And don’t get smart here.

Cade: lolz…And who the FUCK might you be?

W: …

Cade: I know that…but the reader doesn’t.

X: Answer the question.

Cade: I shudder to think about losing my gag reflex completely.

X: Why is that?

0: Yes…why is that?

Cade: One particular batch of homemade red beans, at the wrong time…

X: Fatal.

Cade: I can only chalk it up to not being able to piss.

0: Kinda…timely and pertinent when your bladder is on the verge of exploding, but the pipes ain’t working…is that it?

Cade: Something like that. But then again…my throat is kinda…void.

X: I wouldn’t say that.

Cade: lolz…welp…you’d be right…but the doctors would disagree.

Z: What was it that one doctor said?

Cade: Unusual musculature of the mouth and throat.

X: And what did that make you think of?

Cade: The movie Blade.

X: I knew it…a blood sucking vampire.

Cade: lolz…busted. Wait…garlic and mirrors or crosses or holy water couldn’t have saved you some time there?

X: They aren’t always conclusive.

Cade: Fucking ROFL!!!

X: 😉

0: Catch yourself there tiger. Let the laughing fit the reader isn’t seeing pass…then get going again.

Cade: K. THX.

0: np

Cade: So…if I have this correctly…

Z: Fat chance…but go ahead…

Cade:  Yeah..um…because I have weird musculature in my mouth and throat…

X: Yeah…that premise kinda died on the vine. Time to move on.

Cade: k…that was pretty fucking funny tho.

Z: We aim to please.

Cade: 🙂

X: …

 ^Green Velvet – Bigger Than Prince (Hot Since 82 Remix)^

X: Water.

Cade: Noted.

We dig through all kinds of layer after layer of various minerals and elements of all kinds, and yet relegate the oceans and bodies of water to layers of whale shit, fish piss, nutrients moving to feed a algae bloom via currents, but it’s still water…and just and only water. Not to mention the relegation of ice and snow at the polar caps to reflectors, and not thinking about them more in terms of capacitors and facilitators of heat transference and other energies.

Yeah…heat…not cold. Cold drives heat, and heat drives cold. I think there’s something there to crystals and salt and stuff…but whatever. No wonder your models of ice ages are so fucked up. Ever considered a pole that is still circular, but more banded? Take a gander at Saturn or Jupiter, and maybe that’ll help.

Fuck it…if you’re gonna look for life everywhere else in our solar system and elsewhere, all while ignoring the life that is here on Earth/Terra, how are you looking at that shit? Using the same systems specifically designed by people to take care of people? Fuck that noise. No fucking wonder there is a rush to commercialize space travel and shitcan research funded by government. Yeah…it sucks to get cut off at the knees. But let’s not travel this road again…k?

What am I saying…of course we are gonna travel it.

Unless we don't.
 ^Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel – I’ll Meet You in Poland Baby^

Cade: I dunno…I don’t see what the big fucking deal is about thinking that water is more globular than we give it credit for.

X: Continue…

Cade: Shut the fuck up.

X: OK then.

Cade: Clustering and clabbering, and not just wads of fish piss and fish shit.

X: But that too?

Cade: Watching Tooni Mahto look for otoliths in sea lion shit reveals much more than simply certain sea lions are fishing at deeper depths.

X: Which is…

Cade: What gets used and where, and what does not get used and where.

X: Lotta time to think about there.

Cade: Especially on the molecular levels as they pertain to the macro.

0: Wait…what?!?!?! What the fuck does that mean?

Cade: I dunno. Connections I guess.

0: Wait wait wait wait a minute there…are you suggesting that certain piles of sea lion scat may someday solidify and petrify…simply as a marker?

Cade: Sure…why not. Hells bells…the law of averages is prolly gonna be able to confirm that.

Z: But…what about subduction?

Cade: Where it happens? Or where it doesn’t happen?

Z: Nice. Well played.

Cade: …

Z: More ancient than you even want to think about…eh?

Cade: Something like that.

A: …

Cade: My thinking exactly.

X: Well…not exactly…but we’ll let it slide this time.

Cade: Dismissal of a system that is used to arrive at a location seems kinda…um…I don’t know.

X: Dismissive?

T: I think I know what he’s thinking here.

Cade: Thanks.

T: 🙂

Z: …

 ^Thatcher On Acid -Outwardly We’re Lying Inwardly Were Crying^

cYa | cFa

 ^Foetus – Slung^

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*What do you know, Clicky, I too have seen Birdman and read The Mark… /lights umpteenth fag… All of it 😉 *

*Song time? Okay, hit it…*

 

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Con Templating Times and Tings… N’est-ce Pas?

I’ve really not been in the best of moods today, Dear Reader…

*No, Clicky, I’m not saying…*

*No, Clicky, work is fine…*

*No, nothing wrong at home either… Stop probing me… We’ve a missive from Cade to post…*

*Yes! Alright, it’s fucking mad world, Clicky, and I’m as mad as fucking hell…*

*One headline, why believe it? Because it isn’t just one headline… it’s just the latest… /sigh… Come on, Clicky, Cade’s post… There’s a massive Wiki Wavy Wall that needs your attention… Meet you at the bottom…*

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It occurs to me, that no matter what level you ascend to, or descend to, or remain at…there always remains somewhere else to go. Afterall, what’s the point of getting somewhere? Even if you had no idea what in the hell you were gonna do when you got somewhere? Is knowing important “en route?” Is it always important? Or have you gotten too focused on the asshole that is tailgating you? Too focused on the asshole in front that impeding your progress? Surrounded by idiots in traffic with nowhere to go? Not allowing things to develop as they do, might stunt your growth in ways your aren’t even considering.

^Vanessa Sukowski Feat. Terry Lynn – Cup (Raumakustik Remix)^

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The many pathways of RNA degradation

Question: How Many Human Pathways Exist In Kegg Database?

Bioinformatics
Genomics
Dideoxynucleotide
Mental
Mental Disorder
Aberration of Light
Aberration
Relativistic Aberration
Chromosome Abnormality
Fiberglass
American Cyanamid
Pheochromocytoma
How many pathways to pheochromocytoma?
Adrenal Gland
Cancer Syndrome
Tumor Suppressor Gene
Oncogene
List of Cancer-Causing Agents Grows
Carcinogen
Mutagen
Pancreas
Chyme
Chakra
The Many Pathways of Emergency Management
The Many Pathways of RNA Degradation
Many Pathways to Student Success in Mathematics: Middle and High School Math Course Sequences and Placement Decisions in the Math in Common Districts
Many pathways toward sustainability: not conflict but co-learning between transition narratives
Sustain
Sustainability

Thinking about “the synchros” and “the storms” and “the chakras”…what could POSSIBLY cause a change in direction of the natural flow of energy/energies and matter, within the body, that may result in unforeseen changes?

Q: What are “foreseen changes?”

A: ???

Q: What are “unforeseen changes?”

A: ?¿?

Q: When?

A: ¿?¿
^Jackie Mayden – Raver Crystals (Kastis Torrau Remix)^
giphy
Marcello Malpighi
Epidermis
Prana
Energy (Esotericism)
Shakti
Olorun
Supreme Being

Cade: So…erm…is that your name then? “Supreme Being?”
X: Don’t get smart with me.
Cade: Welp…if I can’t get smart with you…who can I get smart with?
X: You don’t really think that you are talking to/with God do you?
Cade: No. Only “crazy people” do that. But it would be cool to talk with God.
X: What about my…erm…I mean…what about “God’s Minions?”
Cade: Sure…I’d talk to them.
X: Now we’re talkin. Carry on.

^Raumakustik – Activate^


I don’t really have anything particular to talk about currently…so…I’ll tell a racist joke.

There was a truck driver driving a load of bowling balls from one side of the country to the other, and was on a tight schedule so he was speeding most of the way. He was driving through a particular “in the middle of nowhere” section of this journey, when he noticed two black men hitchhiking. He felt sorry for them, and even though he was not supposed to pick-up riders, he stopped to pick them up anyway. However, he told them that they would need to ride in the back in the trailer in the event that anyone saw him with riders in the cab of his truck.

The truck driver is speeding along, when a cop car appears in his rear-view mirror and pulls him over.

There are two cops in the car, one of which goes to the cab and starts to write the driver a ticket, and the other proceeds to the back of the truck to inspect the driver’s load.

After a few minutes, the officer that was inspecting the back of the truck comes running towards the front, and yells at the officer writing the ticket…

Officer #2: Hey man we need to go.
Officer #1: I’m almost finished writing the ticket…just hold on a minute.
Officer #2: No…you don’t understand man…we need to leave NOW! This guy is hauling a whole truckload of Nigger Eggs, and two of them have done hatched!

^Hosse – Ready For This (Raffa FL Remix)^

Most people would think that the preceding joke is racist…and it is. But who is it racist towards? All kinds of stuff going on in that particular missive. Ignorance being one of them. I mean…if you are “Whitey”…and you live in “Whiteyville”…what is racist about that? Oh…How one treat’s “people of color?”

Q: What color is White?

A: ???

So let’s flip-flop the dynamic.

If you are “Darkey”…and you live in “Darkeyville”…what is racist about that?

Oh…How one treat’s “people of color?”

Q: What color is Black?

A: ???

We know what we know. And until that changes, we only know what we know. Isn’t that the goal of many governments and organizations as we in “The Western World” think of these organizations and their purpose/purposes? To wind up building and maintaining “Mayberry?” To “get back to the old-ways” or “get back to the good ol’ days” or “get back to basics?”

You need a fucking quorum to do that.

The only people I see kicking down doors are well represented.

^Paul C – Carneval (Original Mix)^

Somebody won some election somewhere in some kind of landslide victory yesterday or something.

<yawn>
^Bontan – The First Time^


I keep thinking about that tesseract that I seem to have seen in the back of that woman’s knee in a pic I posted a few days ago.

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As I was writing the previous sentence, it occurred to me “how do I word this” since I don’t really consider what I write “mine and mine alone” since Roob edits, formats and posts these things that I write. So what occurred to me, is to word it like this…

I keep thinking about that tesseract that I seem to have seen in the back of that woman’s knee in a pic I/Roob posted a few days ago.

I’ve been trying to lay off of any formatting of any text that I send her, and leave it to her discretion as to what to make of what I write. But I also want it to be clear that we are indeed two different people with two different lives living in two different places that are thousands of miles apart…but we are working together.

Q: What are we working for/work towards?

A: I dunno. Any suggestions?

Anyway…I’ve been thinking about the dynamics of motion within the form of design and purpose. Especially as they relate to this “holographic universe” that everyone is so fucking hot-to-trot about. I can see it. At least, I think that I can see it. But the ways that I see it is in a way that I’ve really never heard anyone describe.

What I see is templates that are overlaid to create a template. And these templates are overlaid to create even more templates. If you add time, motion, and focus in there, maybe this is why some get confused as to the purpose and purposes of these templates, and how these templates sometimes create holographic representations that seem to operate outside of the normal boundaries of time and space.

EX: A mountain. Add a “Matrix Movie” type of overlay over that mountain, in order to show what the underlying structure and structures are made up of, and suddenly, you think that you have seen “the core” of the design as it relates to the “as-is” portion of that mountain. However, thinking about it now, it not only shows the underlying, but the overlay and overlays as they relate to the in/out and through.

Maybe this is why I think that “subduction” as science currently views it is horseshit.

You see rising and lowering.

I see waffling.

^Raumakustik – Dem A Pree (Patrick Topping Remix)^
Energy conservation is important.

Information retention is important.

Energy Exchange and Information Exchange are important.

So…why wouldn’t they all be important…all at the same time? Why wouldn’t they all be important…all at the same time…forever and for all-time?

A: Destruction.

When destruction becomes disinformation that is misunderstood, it seems to me that destruction and creation are taking place at the same time under the banner of reorganization. So yeah…I think you’ve found what you are looking for. You just don’t understand what you are looking for maybe. Don’t understand what you are looking at maybe. Find the beginning…find the end.

Q: How can you find the beginning and the end, all from the middle?

A: Hmmmmmmmmm....I wonder.

Guess we aren’t as alone as we thought, eh?

^Sidney Charles – Make Me Moove feat. Lady Vale^


If part of my skin “develops a pull”…doesn’t that equate to a push that will result in a pull somewhere else? Yeah, I’m thinking about injury/injuries and scarring here, but I am also thinking about something else…pimples. Acne, pimples, sores, wounds that won’t heal, repetitive injuries, Carpal Tunnel…shit like that.

If I eat a frozen dinner that contains a shitload of preservatives and artificial flavors and all kinds of crazy salts and oils and fats and proteins and whatnot, and then I go out and exercise, and I hurt myself while exercising…

Q: What effect(s) does that injury have on my body’s available energy/energies and potential sources of matter for dealing with that unforeseen event/events?

A: Smells like mutation.

Well…it smells of mutation to me. But then again, I’m a complete fucking weirdo and nutjob.

^’Feline Good’ – Aristocats jazz/dance/funk/breakbeat remix^

So…the body says something like…

“Ya know…that whatever right there? It’s very similar to what I normally use/am used to, but not quite. How can I make this work?”

I guess I find it ironic that we are walking-talking-thinking-learning machines, encapsulated in a walking-talking-thinking-learning machine, that is made up of walking-talking-thinking-learning machines…and yet, we get confused as shit as to who is doing what and when and why…all while trying to figure out who is doing what and when and why, all while ignoring who is doing what and when and why.

That particular thought and thoughts and sentence may give the appearance that I am intentionally attempting to be ambiguous. But when you add time and times over time into that thought and those thoughts, it may be indicative as to why we miss so much in our thinking, and maybe even some indicators as to why we can never seem to “catch up to the present.”

If all of your whatever requires gadgetry of your own design to describe what isn’t there…erm…that sounds almost…erm…I hate to use this term here…but…it sounds a little…”Orwellian”? Grabbing something that is there, via something that is not yet here, via something that may never be. Maybe my seeing “Neutrons” listed on that “Carcinogens” list that I have above from 2007? Yeah…let’s produce more of those. Let’s create a double inverse of Protons and Electrons, Neutrons, and let’s produce a fuckton of them since “THEY ARE POWERFUL!!!”

They are powerful? No shit Sherlock. I wonder what this “excess of Neutrons” is going both attract AND repel?

^Disney Aladdin – Electro House Remix^

Meh…I gots no answers…and people are gonna do whatever they do.

What’s the worst that can happen?

I can think of some things.

I’d rather not tho.

^White Magic | Pogo^


What would be the purpose, of “a pure vacuum”…other than to destroy it?

POP!

Ever had your ear just start ringing for no reason whatsoever? If we think about membranes and crossing energies, maybe there is more to this phenomenon than just some medical definition/reasoning. I mean, as far as I know? Ringing ears means “say yer prayers” because you are about to die of a heart-attack. And what would be the point of saying yer prayers just prior to dying, assuming that you know that you are about to die? You didn’t give a shit about your life, until all of a sudden you did give a shit about it because you were about to lose it, but you are about to see God anyway…so…what’s the big fucking deal?

Assuming there is a God/gods, it appears that you are about to have some time to go over the finite-details of your life in total, so…why freak the fuck out and try and remember all of that shit that you should have learned at church instead of shooting spitballs at the choir because you thought it was funny. lolz…not that I ever did that or anything…and not that there prolly aren’t times to “say your goodbyes.” But it occurs to me that these are personal choices…not edicts. It seems to me that these are what separates the sheep from the herd, and not just for culling for slaughter. Abraham’s son seems to have survived a culling for slaughter. Granted, a shitload of questions as to “why would God ask Abraham to do such a terrible thing?”

Food for thought.

Strange ways.
^wAFF – Wormhole (Butch’s Earworm Remix) (MHR099)^

I guess I hate the thought of someone sitting across from me, them looking me straight in the eye, and asking me “if I see things.” Them asking me “if I hear things.”

I mean am I supposed to answer? Do I lie if I don’t answer? Do I lie if I purposefully answer incorrectly out of contempt for such a stupid question, when I know that we both know the answer and answers to these questions? Because we either know, or can learn, that these are just gateway questions to more questions. Are we looking for dishonesty? Or reliability? What if someone is reliably dishonest? Is that reliability? What about the whens, wheres and whys that these dynamics change?

There’s only one answer that you are looking for, but you never stop to consider just how limiting that answer is. Or at least, how you have limited yourself by seeking an answer. The thought that some permanent model waits to be discovered under some unturned stone, is like negating every other stone in existence, once you have overturned that one particular stone that you were looking for.

What about all of the previous stones? Did they not matter? Do you need to go and turn them over again in order to retrace your steps as to how you arrived at where you arrived? Did you return these stones to their original positions after overturning them, and if so, how do you know what their original position(s) were are? Aren’t they forever changed by you and your actions, just as much as you are forever changed by their effects on you?

Forever bound, by a sequence of events, that could not be predicted by either nor any…and yet…it happened.

Fate.

Or something.
^Matt Sassari – Phantom (Original Mix) [Tronic]^


My sorting through a lot of my past has gotten me to thinking about much of the reading/learning/experiencing that I encountered when I was younger. I remember a lot of things, therefore, I have trouble with the concept of “originality” as it pertains to ideas. Especially under the banner of “there is nothing new under the sun” types of thinking. But thinking of me as a unique individual that is the product of countless generations of people that lived and died to provide me with the genetic mass that eventually somehow coalesced into this blog of hairy flesh that is me? Yeah…that “nothing new” kinda loses some of its sting, without losing any of it’s string. The threads of time that bound me into the me that is me, stings me here and there to remind me of me. That I am important, just like you, and them.

^Nina Simone – Feeling Good (Raumakustik Rework)^


Yeah…I hate math myself. Primarily because math ALWAYS seems to involve someone else making me do it for more their benefit than mine. Turn me loose on a 10-key, and you prolly should just close up shop, because I am going to fuck that up completely and totally. BUT that makes me wonder as to when mistakes became taboo. And I mean, mistakes being so taboo, that they are completely and totally unacceptable…because someone’s life just might depend on it.

Q: Does that thought contain our answer. Or at least…some answers?

A: ???

If we are operating in realms that are so finite, that the individual that should benefit, actually suffers? Yeah…room for pause there in our thinking. Not that I have paid for and counted on services that I did not receive. But I keep going. When the way that should work for me stops working? Yep…seek another path.

Maybe that’s why the concept “monopoly” only works within the concept of “God” for any length of time.

Maybe that’s why “Acts of God” are so prevalent within the framework of frameworks that we frame.

Maybe we sometimes misinterpret these “acts” within the acts and actions within the act itself.

Maybe none of that makes sense.

Maybe I should find a fencepost to bang my head into.

Should I purchase my own fencepost? Or will any ol’ fencepost do? Don’t wanna make some landowner liable for my actions because I choose to bang my brains out on a fencepost that bordered public land.

Maybe there’s an easement there. Prolly some legal precedent. Not that precedents aren’t important…but…times can and do change. I dunno. I’m just some uneducated dude with a computer, a fair ability to type reasonably fast, and a shitload of freetime to sit and do whatever it is that I am doing.

^Zoo Brazil – Sand (Mendo Remix)^


Right today…wrong tomorrow.

Wrong today…right tomorrow.

Right or wrong today or tomorrow…write today or tomorrow.

Or something.
^Dazz Band – Let It Whip “HQ”^

I guess I’m wrasslin with this concept of discovery as it relates to legacy and posterity, and how those concepts relate to the eternal. It seems to me that the existence of a non-existence of God/a god/gods, makes what we do within the frameworks that exist outside of those concepts even MORE important with respect to ourselves. I mean…if there is no “Superman” to save us…isn’t it our responsibility to save ourselves both pre and/or post?

We operate under the assumption that we are completely and totally alone in The Universe, and yet we create experiments specifically designed to re-create conditions that existed at the beginning of this Universe. I wonder what “The Amoeba Delegation” has to say about their representation, or lack thereof, in these experiments:

Are they fully formed?

Are they represented?

Who is representative of their representation and representations, if not if and of, themselves?

Are we their voice?

Says who?

Have ethics gone out the window?

Or did they just fly right back in after we tossed them out?

I can imagine that if all of the bacteria in our bodies “suddenly went on strike”. Yeah…deep shit…we’d be in it.

^deadmau5 – Sometimes Things Get, Whatever (HQ)^


My legs and back are feeling a little better this morning. And so is my neck. My neck still feels like a bunch of soggy spaghetti noodles dancing with a snake of some sort, but I figure that it’ll get better at some point. Or my head will fall off.

Lotta stretching and pulling as of late that seemed to get a bit of relief yesterday/last night. I still feel like 50 pounds of shit crammed into a 10 pound sack…but I always feel like that…so…meh.

My feet are giving the appearance that they want to swell/are going to swell, but they haven’t as of yet. My balance is also a little better today. My quadriceps are pretty gooshy and seem to have trouble deciding which way to turn or what the flying fuck is going on in the rest of my body, but my hamstrings are making an appearance for the first time in decades. Left hip is pulling quite a bit at the crotch, where it appears that my hamstring and quadriceps have been doing battle with my calves for God knows how long.

Oddly enough, all this pulling in my legs is having the oddest of effects on my hands and shoulders of all goddamn things. One of my hands was cramping so bad last night, that I thought it was going to break. Same with my feet. I’m quite used to feet cramps…but sometimes of late, it feels like they are going to start breaking bones. I guess some of this pressure relief on my knees has helped quite a bit in this regard.

Oh…and still shedding skin like a fucking snake. Lotta old scars that I had completely forgotten about, starting to reappear. I wonder where they’ve been hiding?

Just in case anyone was wondering.
^Renegade Soundwave – The Phantom It’s In There^

With all of this grinding and torquing, I imagine that there are a LOT of connective tissues throughout my body that are…erm…enduring a lot of give and take types of changes, and not just/only my skin. At least, not only the visible part(s).

^Situation – Yaz (oo) 1982^


I guess I should wrap this up…but I’m not going to.

The following song, which I am currently listening to now…is WAY too fucking cool to stop writing now.

^Lee Jeffrey – Ten Count (Original Mix)^

😉

cYa | cFa

(-;

^The Grooveline (1978)^

*******

Yay

*How did you get here before me?! Never mind… /lights up…*

template (n.)
1670s, templet “horizontal piece under a girder or beam,” probably from French templet “weaver’s stretcher,” diminutive of temple, which meant the same thing, from Latin templum “plank, rafter,” also “consecrated place” (see temple (n.1)).

The meaning “pattern or gauge for shaping a piece of work” is first recorded 1819 in this form, earlier temple (1680s); the form was altered mid-19c., probably influenced by plate [Barnhart], but the pronunciation did not begin to shift until more recently (templet is still the primary entry for the word in Century Dictionary).