Dear Reader, I have been reading Animal Farm by George Orwell, as part of the newly formed Gloom Dog Book club…
*Oh, it’s a great book choice to start with considering current political climes, Clicky…*
There’s a paragraph early on in the story that grabbed my attention because it synced with a conversation that I had with Cade Fon Apollyon on Friday evening, regarding: the 1966 movie Arabesque starring Gregory Peck and Sophia Loren; some randomly posted bible verse in the comments of a YouTube video of disco song that was a hit in Japan in 1977; and an unexpected stream of swan, monkey, lion and elephant appearances to cross my path that day…
*Yeah I know. It’s a bit whacky, butt bear with me and I’ll try to explain…*
First things first, here is the paragraph from Animal Farm that grabbed my attention:
‘Napoleon took no interest in Snowball’s committees. He said that the education of the young was more important than anything that could be done for those who were already grown up. It happened that Jessie and Bluebell had both whelped soon after the hay harvest, giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies. As soon as they were weaned, Napoleon took them away from their mothers, saying that he would make himself responsible for their education. He took them up into a loft which could only be reached by a ladder from the harness-room, and there kept them in such seclusion that the rest of the farm soon forgot their existence.’
*Okay I’m getting to it… /drags… Get arabesque to show, Dear Reader, Clicky…*
*No, the movie… /rolls eyes…*
*An outbreak of flu is used as an excuse in the opening scene and the missing cipher hidden in a sweetie wrapper, labelled 9…*
*The title of Wes’ talk is meant to be sarcastic. Actually a ‘pollock’ is also a fish… /thinks… Wait, this is syncing with the ‘lost joke’ in your recent post, Clicky…*
*Vans with ‘Cubitts’ on the side were very prominent in the movie… /drags…*
*Weird fucking movie, Clicky. Enjoyable but weird… /streams smoke… To think, we only watched it ‘cos of a Twitter convo Cade had with @monkeynutshell shortly beforehand…*
*/flicks ash… A trio from Frankfurt…*
*Some elephant tweets had crossed my twitterfeed that day…*
*Menemosyne is an aspect of the Planetary Animal Mother, Sophia, according to Gnostic teacher John Lamb Lash… /final drag… Goddess of Memory and mother of the 9 Muses…*
*An elephant would be an excellent witness to a crime, Clicky… /stubs butt…*
*Wes’ latest vid… /grins… Talk about the elephant in the room…*
Okay, I’m gonna have to assume, Dear Reader, that you followed the conversation above and employed your Clicky when cued, to perceive the synchronicities that I experienced…
… So, let’s go back to the paragraph from Animal Farm that grabbed my attention…
‘Nose of a Lion took no interest in Snowball’s committees. He said that the education of the young was more important than anything that could be done for those who were already grown up. It happened that Jessie and Bluebell had both whelped soon after the hay harvest, giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies. As soon as they were weaned, Napoleon took them away from their mothers, saying that he would make himself responsible for their education. He took them up into a loft which could only be reached by a ladder from the harness-room, and there kept them in such seclusion that the rest of the farm soon forgot their existence.’
*Sorry for the spoiler, Clicky, butt those 9 puppies became Napoleon’s attack dogs, enforcing his rule over Animal Farm…*
*Yeah, it’s a lot to take in, Clicky…*
I’ve nearly finished reading Animal Farm, Dear Reader. It’s funny, George Orwell prefaced the story with ‘A Fairy-tale’, a pejorative term used to describe myths…
… Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉
Good news, Dear Reader 😀 I have finally, finally finished and submitted my story for Underdog Anthology XIV…
*Something like that, Clicky…*
… I still have to find a dead poet’s poem to mutilate for the Afterword, but Leggy is hoping to publish the new volume in the next week or so, and I will then post ‘Walk I, With You’ for you here at the LoL…
*Yeah, I used an image from the story for that tweet…*
…Right now, however, we have a new missive from Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text Us Devil, on the subject of synchronicity/synchromysticism. If you have any interest in the subject whatsoever, it’s not to be missed. And even if you don’t, it’s a bloody good read anyway.
Scroll on, Dear Reader, scroll on…
… And enjoy! ❤
Captain….CAPTAIN, Jack Sparrow.
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Did you know that, according to Google Translate, “tur” is German for “door”?
Did you know that “TUR” is the NASDAQ ticker for some fund based on Turkish equities?
Welp...now you know.
Open some doors.
A holy crusade should be started. A holy crusade to eliminate all evildoers on the entire planet. That way, when all evildoers are dead, only the good will remain. So, if I survive these purges, that means I too, am good.
Well, there will still be murderers left because the good who killed all the bad are still alive. And I guess there will still be thieves because the murderers took something that did not belong to them. And there will be liars because all of this murder and theft was predicated upon there being no more evildoers left in the world.
We're right back to where we started.
Hrm… maybe it would be best to skip all those shenanigans and just leave things more or less as they are?
This time a year ago (April 2020/when the lockdown started) oil dropped to $11.26 per bbl and gasoline prices fell through the floor. Now, it’s back up to over $60 per bbl, and it’s being projected that by summer/fall of 2021, oil will be up to around $80 per bbl. Oil hasn’t been over $80 per bbl since October of 2014.
Hrm…relying on nCoV-2019 vaccinations, to rally demand for oil. I wonder what other types of things those in the market are relying upon nCoV-2019 vaccinations to rally. Further have to wonder if people aren’t getting vaccinated, does that mean the rallies aren’t gonna happen? I wonder if rich people/powerful people get rowdy when they want they want a rally to happen, but it doesn’t. Do they riot, and if so, how and where do they riot/tear shit up?
The concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Teach people how to recognize and observe the phenomena. My experience has been that Synchronicity cannot be taught. If you start pointing weird shit out, people are initially going to query you as to how you saw such a small and insignificant event. Over time, they will start to look at you really fucking strangely.
They may go so far as to accuse you of being the engine that is driving this phenomenon because it only seems to happen when you are around. Or at least, you are the only one that seems to be able to see this stuff, no one else seems to catch it, although yes, once you point it out, they see it too. Maybe at this point it’s important to point out that “seeing” (to me anyway) is one of the more overrated parts of the experience. It may sometimes be a smell, or a sound, or a feeling, or even an aggregate of sensory input that generates a deja vu type of vibe, except with synchronicities the feeling is more like you’re experiencing something that has already happened in the future rather than re-experiencing a something that has happened in the past.
I’m getting off-track…lemme get back on topic. It is likely possible to teach one to recognize Synchronicity, but I’d think an interest on the part of the learner is gonna be necessary.
Seriously…who in the hell wants to be an observer?
A: Fucking no one.
You don’t wanna be in the stands, you wanna be on the field, be in the game. You wanna be making things happen, not be at the whims of chance and just standing their helpless as events unfold because of those who are actually participating and driving things.
Glory. Glory!!! BUCKETLOADS OF GLORY!!!
You want it. You want them.
This is really just me vocalizing my ineptitude at figuring out how one teaches another to be a good observer. How to develop your communication skills so as to be able to be accurate in expressing yourself and relating events to 3rd parties. But to be honest, when it comes to synchronicity, anyone who seeks you out for help is likely to already be either a novice or perhaps even intermediate due to the nature of synchronicity. You were just minding your business one day, and suddenly, the Universe grabbed you by the nape of the neck and chunked your sorry ass into the deep end, and that was the first and last time you could ever be qualified as a “beginner”. Its all uphill from there, and chances are you possess tools you didn’t even know you had before this journey even started.
It is with all that in mind that I reiterate…the concept of teaching Synchronicity is an interesting one. Maybe its not about teaching as much as it is about learning. Maybe even sharing. Maybe there’s an equality type of trait nested within where the teacher and student hats are always and forever interchangeable. There are no masters, there is only mastery.
Some people are probably gonna REALLY dislike such a concept.
No room for advancement.
No way to become a name.
No way to become a face.
What does your face look like anyway?
DATABASE FOR HUMAN TRAINING a glimpse into the databases used by artificial intelligence-Animated Gifs
Hey…you’ve always wanted to get to know people. That must also mean you want people to get to know you. Welp, they are. Problem is, there may not be a whole lotta reciprocation going on.
They, know you. You, are not them.
You may have to suspend disbelief if you listen to this next song.
Just hang in there...you will reach the “wtf?!?” part soon enough.
SO! For those who journeyed into that video, and stuck with it long enough to reach the “wtf?!?” moment, lets us see some of the more or less boring mechanics of how some sweet little soft-spoken pixie learns to summon and master the dark vocal forces of hell.
Is that misogynist of me? Sexist? Referring to a person who I do not know nor have any sort of relationship with as “a sweet little soft-spoken pixie”? To be fair, she was/is singing to me. Or at me.
Prolly not that much different than anything else. You want to learn to do something, you see how others do it, then you practice, practice, practice.
I admit that when I watched that Jinjer/Pisces video, I did not believe what I was hearing. The video is supposedly live, but if you are as old as I am and have been around the musical block a few times, you learn that a “live” recording is…well, not necessarily as “live” as they say it is. Most of the time a “live” recording has been sent back to the engineers for cleanup, and many of the nuances of a live performance have been removed. Also need to point out that electronic vocal processing has reached the point to where there is virtually nothing that one cannot do digitally. So I had to ask myself…
”Wait, let’s say that they are heaping a shitload of vocal processing on her voice in order to make her sound like a man. Is that really any different than some pop diva using autotune, so that she never hits any sour notes? Or even putting a reverb or delay or EQ or compression or some other effect on a more or less clean voice?”
I used to sometimes run my own voice straight into a distortion pedal to get my voice to sound like I wanted. Yep, plugged the microphone directly into a distortion pedal made for guitar. Lolz (true story) Screaming is hard on the voice. Talk to any USMC drill instructor, and chances are their voice sounds like rocks in a woodchipper from all of that screaming.
With all this in mind, I went back and watched the Jinjer/Pisces video again, and I watched nothing but her lips and her throat, and tried to keep her posture in my periphery so I could see what her diaphragm was doing. I also tried to listen for any hints of more or less “female” sounding tones embedded within the signal I was hearing. I heard some. Also, the video angles and cuts are as such that it is damn rough to look for those tiny accentuations in the face and neck which reveal connections to certain tones. I still doubt as to whether she is actually producing these sounds.
So let’s do this…lets see if we can find a something where they are live live…like on-stage live at a concert, and see if it still looks disconnected.
FUCK!!! She’s now got a goddamn huge neck tattoo obscuring everything!!!
That certainly doesn’t help seeing whether or not veins are popping out in her neck, nor does it make it easy to see what the larynx is doing. So now I have to go back and listen to both the studio live and concert live versions, bounce back and forth and see just how similar the screamed/growled parts are. They do sound similar, but not in a Milli Vanilli/lipsyncing kind of way as much of a “how does the vocal tones of the live studio version sound so damn close to the on-stage live version?” kind of way. Are we learning to learn how to learn about strange coincidences yet?
Fuck this…let,s get the straight dope right out of the growler’s mouth.
Formed a new band last week.
Avant Garde Fart Cracklings
Our first album “Crispy Burnt Leftovers In The Bottom Of The Pan” should drop soon. Which reminds me…
if Sulfur smelled like apple blossoms, would farts be more popular?
Do you prefer to know the secret behind the magician’s tricks, or are you just here for the magic? Or both?
It is nice to be able to control others. Especially to control the magician.
The fog days of summer are rapidly approaching.
Frog days of summer...that is.
Ever since this “Q” or “QAnon” stuff has fallen on its face and its followers have gotten all grumpy and discombobulated, it has been quite amazing to see just how quickly the “Disclosure” peeps have also turned on their own masters.
Which reminds me, I watched a documentary the other day called “Alien Reptilian Legacy”.
I’m not exactly big on pointing out certain physical features nor making derogatory type comparisons, but holy FUCK! As soon as David Icke appeared, I was like…”damn, that dude appears to be physically turning into the very thing that he hates…a Reptilian.” Besides that, the documentary was pretty fucking boring tho. Not to mention that the whole Reptilian thing is muddy as fuck since some seem to think that the Reptilians are the good guys, Greys are the bad guys, and others think the opposite. (Greys = Good, Reptilians = Bad) Um…I’ve never seen a Reptilian. Nor a Grey. Nor any other fucking extraterrestrial as far as that goes. Seen some goddamn freaky-assed human weirdos come out of the Ufology community, but never seen an alien. Cept via the wizardry of books, film and television. Which reminds me, its been a while since I checked to see how many alien species are now said to reside on Earth/Terra. I think last time I checked, there was around 78 different aliens visiting from 78 different planets. Lets see if any new aliens have landed.
Fucking hell…that list sucks balls.
That’s from over three years ago, and it don’t help me much.
That’s more along the lines of what I’m looking for in that it’s timely, but that’s just projections from a more or less legit entity in the scientific community (SETI). I need an updated list of the honest-to-God extraterrestrial beings that are currently hanging their space hats on Earth.
GAH!!! That’s more capitalist wet market bullshit. I need aliens with space ships and phasers and warp drives and cloaking devices and chicks with three tits and other assorted technological advances.
Black, Grey and Watch Lists of alien species in the Czech Republic based on environmental impacts and management strategy
More markets? Blacks and Greys?
If anything, that list is missing aliens.
I cannot read much of that article because it is behind a paywall. Which, hey…remember at carnivals where a certain amount of money would get you inside of the tent, but if you wanted to keep going to the various shows inside, you had to pay additional? They tempt you with all those banners, but the truth is that the fee to get in the door is only one fee of many. You then get shown the exit, your funds are depleted, and you’re not exactly sure what in the fuck just happened nor what you actually got for your cash.
I got yet another question for you to chew on…
Q: Where do the disaffected go?
A: ?? ( o ) ( o ) ??
They’ve rebelled, gone their own way, found their own path…but are they welcomed back and nestled into the bosom of mamma’s embrace when everything collapses? Make no mistake, “they” want you as part of their team. They’ll split, divide and set you assunder via any and all means in order to get you into the fold. Build a something up, and tear it right the fuck back down so you have nowhere else to go. Has an air of demonstrating and reinforcing who the rightful owners are…eh? Have any idea what I’m talking about here?
Q: Who owns the Universe and everything in it?
A: ? ó¿ó ?
You’re on your own in answering this one. Maybe if you weren’t fighting like hell to get these fuckers on a pedestal, you wouldn’t find yourself fighting like hell to get them off.
Get them off…the pedestal. Not like get them off get them off. Although…you are getting off getting them on, and, getting off getting them off.
Sounds like you are getting the better end of the deal.
Lets us take a spin around The Synchrosphere, yeah? Been a long time since I’ve done that, so lets see if we can see what the synchromystics/synchronauts are up to.
NOTE: Just because you aren’t one of the popular kids in the popular cliques doesn’t make what you do any less important. There are likely metric-mega-fucktons of people out there doing their thing who have no idea that “The Synchrosphere” is even a thing. They just keep on chugging, keep digging, keep learning, irrespective of what the cool kids are doing. Many of them prolly aren’t trying to carve out their own niche either. Just slogging through the craziness and trying to figure out what they are doing right and what they are doing wrong.
Lemme break out of that “note” and give a coupla examples of what I mean.
Now, I’ve seen a lot of stuff like that over time. They seem to be under the impression that they are completely alone, the only source of “truth”, and all this stuff they are seeing is driving them bonkers because they are shouting into the void and no one seems to be heeding their warnings. But at the same time, this individual does appear to be trying prove something, as well as trying to carve out their own niche because they seem to think that getting “Twitter Verified” will make everything they say and do OK. Validation by the very system(s) they seem to be at odds with, will, I guess, make their predictions more mostest trueerist of all because the message is getting out to millions instead of just a few hundred and people are actually listening! Or something. Maybe its a matter of money. Getting paid to do what you do is a helluva validation in our world and times.
The Moose, or BuckoTheMoose. I cannot speak for them, but I would imagine they would almost assuredly NOT consider themselves a Synchronaut. It’s probable he doesn’t even know what in the hell Synchromysticism even is (not that anyone else does either…heh). Hell, they could be the high priest of synchronicity for all I know.
I do kinda know “The Moose”, however. He’s a cool cat, but also very outspoken/pulls no punches. I’ve never really spoken with him about anything “spiritual”, nor have I seen him mention anything along the lines of more mainstream types of spiritual stuff. He appears to like cars, good beer, good cigars, is laid back, astute, has a great sense of humor, so yeah I guess he’s all about spiritual stuff. Just maybe not the same spiritual virtue signaling type bullshit that the herd considers to be spiritual. You know, spiritual virtue signaling…
- like getting all dressed up in your religious uniform(s);
- going to virtue display barn (church or maybe a political rally);
- join in enthusiastically with the virtue signaling chants;
- nod approvingly (but otherwise keep your piehole shut) as the messages from on high are delivered;
- fall on your face and cry and wail for acceptance by the pure and holy;
- maybe even get to rub palms with a few of the elite…
you know, virtue signaling.
The Moose may not be your typical Synchronaut, but they’re a cog in the wheel. Not only that, they are their own wheel. A voice. Their voice. To exclude them would be tragic.
OK!!! So, enough of trying to figure out the synchronistic forces and dynamics at work on our planet, and lets off to see what the big guns are up to.
Up first is…
Yes, that’s right…the Synchromysticism Forums are BACK!!!
I admit that I’ve known for some time that these forums were there, but I further admit I’ve not given it much of a look. It appears that only one person posts there (Peg from the old whatchacallit forums), and a lot of it appears to be only reposts of news stories…all of which are separated by the same ad over and over where someone is plugging “astrological mini-readings” for $50 via cellphone text message. The forums layout is confusing, the giant pictures in the Table of Contents make no sense, and the whole place seems to be more about “Q” and “Truthers” than they seem to be about Synchronicity and/or Synchromysticism.
Now, is it possible that the one person who is making all the posts over there is actually a community account shared by several people? Sure. Maybe they’ve decided to take a 4Chan type approach to administration in order to bundle everything under a single moniker, so that the reader has no idea who is posting what. But even if that is so, as of the time of this writing, the forums only has 1046 posts in 575 topics, and there are only 11 registered members.
Not gonna be much discussion going on with only 11 registered members when only one of those registered users appears to speak. The forum layout also seems to be structured in such a way to discourage discourse. Topics are WAY to detailed and specific, there’s no readily apparent and coherent parent-child type of inheritance, and I assume the thought process here was to make moderation easier by putting all of the burden of staying on-topic on the posters.
Don't stay on topic? BANNED!!! Simple.
Very authoritarian, hopelessly rigid and completely counter-intuitive to the erratic and unpredictable nature of Synchronicity. I can only assume that the goal is to amass useful and usable information. Actionable lists of worthwhile data.
Oh well, it’s their forums, they can do whatever they please with them. As to the Evergreen Consulting/Jen Psaki thing, controlling the shipping lanes and intercepting freight is how you make money in the datastreams. Just gotta add your own node to the existing infrastructure(s).
Let’s move on to…
Spirals are syncy in my own sphere(s) as of late. This post is kinda interesting because only yesterday I crossed paths with that image above, and there’s been lots of holes and sinkhole types of things appearing on my radar. But what I’ve been mainly thinking about is a particular axis/view that is usually required to identify a spiral. Take for example the rifling within a barrel of a firearm/gun. You really need to be able to look up/down the barrel in order to best see the twist of the rifling. From the side you get more of a sine wave type of impression. But in the case of say a spiral galaxy, a side view will give the impression that there is no spiral at all. Just a cloudy more or less flat blob of a murky mess with maybe some wedge-shaped properties.
Kinda weird how the up/down of the z-axis changes based upon observer perspective in those two instances. Whatever this weird “edge” is I keep seeing tho? I can’t quite put my finger on it. I cannot tell if it’s a reset type thing where the reset somehow carries conditional types of properties over in order to exist in two places at the same time, or if there is simply a dimension that I’m missing. Perhaps there is always an inverse to the more forward types of dimensions so as to preserve information when one reaches the edge where dimensions cease to exist.
EX: The edge of the Universe.
Maybe I’m thinking too much in the micro scale and thinking too much about shrinkage instead of expansion and/or macro scale(s). Maybe the dimensions do not shrink when one reaches the edge. Maybe they expand. Maybe they both expand and shrink. Whatever it is, the typical 3/4/5/8+ types of dimensions that create our reality seem to become incoherent as a specific and succinct set. Perhaps the existence of an inverse carries an accurate enough stack of data in such a way that matter which becomes corrupt in our Universe/reality can and will remanifest itself elsewhere, all while giving the appearance of existing in two places simultaneously. Spooky action kinds of stuff that is not easily identified as such. We are, afterall, talking about more or less zero-times between extraordinarily remote/distant objects.
I can't quite put my finger on it.
Let us off to downunderland where their fall is just getting cranked up in anticipation of winter…
Brizdaz can always be counted on for having some interesting shiz, and today is no different. Looks like there’s some Synchronistic learnin’ going on there, and even tho I wrote the top bits of this post several days ago, its still kinda weird to see the connections. But hell, who am kidding. Synchronicity is nothing new, and the concept itself has likely been around since long before Jung got his hands on it. So…
Q: Where is the new?
A: Right here.
Me, you, him, her, it, they, them, us…all of this shit may be as old as dirt, but it’s new as fuck to us.
Looks like Rune Soup has a new podcast series type thingie or something…
Those vids are about an hour each so I’ll prolly forgo for the time being. Prolly won’t watch them later either because I’m lazy af.
Which reminds me…a certain someone who I shall not name (RooBeeDoo) noticed recently that a someone who hasn’t posted a blog post in a very long time had a new post up. Let’s saunter over there.
SynchoMiss has posted on her blog for the first time in like 4 years…
I have no idea where she’s been. Actually, that’s not true because I bumped into her on Twitter several years ago and I guess she’s kinda more active there.
I have no idea who she is.
Actually, that’s true. I have no idea who any of these fucking weirdos are. Just a buncha freaks being weird and doing strange stuff. Like…writing. And like I guess…reading. And then like…writing some more (all of which are pretty damn strange).
Aight…enough of that shit. It’s not that I don’t like cruising around and checking out people’s blogs, because I do. I almost never view any blogs anymore. Not UnderdogBitesUpwards, nor Frank Davis, nor Merovee Frank and not even Miss Ivannah The Topless Psychic.
heh heh heh heh heh heh
Anyway, yeah I like reading people’s blogs, just have completely lost the heart to do it. I don’t drop in with an encouraging hi, nor howdy, nor keep going, nor kiss my ass, nor fuck off and die…nothing. Nada. My heart just ain’t in it currently.
/queue sad music
Me me me me me em mem mememememememememememememe
Yeah, this post is already 9 pages long and I should likely get it over to Roob before Doomsday gets here.
We’ve got 800 fucking billion forms of communication available to us on this planet, and not a single motherfucker on this entire rock seems to be able to figure out how to communicate with one another.
Am currently suffering from a wicked case of flabbergastritis.
Perhaps I should go.
(no pun intended)
*Good idea, Clicky…*
The comment section is open, Dear Reader, so don’t be shy to use it if you have any questions or comments for Cade, myself or Clicky. Have a Song 😉
*Wait a minute, Luke Skywalker isn’t an American… /thinks…*
Howdy, Dear Reader 😀
Okie Devil Cade Fon Apollyon has sent us a new missive from the Lone Star State of Text Us…
*Oh, I see – there’s also a ‘lone star’ in ‘Star Wars’… /lights up and smokes… Tenuous, Clicky, extremely tenuous…*
*Yikes! /flicks ash… Butt I don’t fink the Biden Admin’s trying to start a civil war…*
So…while you are here seeking enlightenment and looking for answers, who is out living your life?
What’s that you say?
You’re a shut in with nothing better to do?
Oh…well in that case, you’ve come to the right place!
Get your ass right the fuck on in here and pull up a chair!
Sit a spell.
Maybe we can keep eachother company for a while.
^Pink Floyd – Money (Remix)^
Constantly feed me.
Constantly feed me information.
Whether your information is right for me, or wrong for me, whether it be good for me or bad for me, you must keep your data flowing at all times so that the herd will know where to come to dine. Were you to stop feeding me, I shall seek my synaptic sustenance elsewhere.
This will likely give the appearance that you, and whatever it was you were trowling out, were wrong.
You and your data trough will fade into obscurity.
Your cause will crumble.
You will perish.
^Mrs, Love/You know my name- Disco ruido/the beatles^
Been giving a lot of thought to the concept of spoofing lately. Giving the appearance of being one thing whilst actually being another. One doesn’t have to look far to find impostors. Hell, you may be one. Your shoes cost $19.99, your outfit cost $35.00, your handbag cost $1,750.00.
Who the fuck are you trying to kid?
Where are you trying to direct attention so that all of the details which will expose you for what you actually are, remain hidden? What is paramount on my mind is from whence does this need spring. The only thing that I can come up with is that we all serve two masters.
(not necessarily in that order)
More than one person had to connect in order to conceive us/bring us into being, humans are dependent on other humans for quite a few years after actually being born, so shedding that need for others is quite the drawn out process. And to be fair, one is really only shedding their need of certain people whilst simultaneous attaching themselves to others, so you’re not really becoming your own person as much as you are becoming a different person. Which is, your own person…but no, not really. What does any of this have to do with spoofing? I dunno. Maybe you can figure it out since I appear to have completely failed in this regard. Just remember that I’m relying on you.
Don't fail me, k?
^AC/DC – Beating Around the Bush (Audio)^
Maybe this is the reason that we bounce from group to group in trying to find where we belong. In seeking independence, we’re really only trying to shed our attachment(s) to our original base. Parents, siblings, extended family, neighbors, childhood friends and their families, or maybe government institutions and/or charitable/benevolence organizations, etc.. As a result, we dabble in this or that. Conservative, then liberal, then moderate, then fascist, then socialist, Jesus may be in there somewhere, maybe Muhammad or Buddha, then maybe off to something else. Seeking advice from anyone and everyone as to how one can become independent.
Q: Do you really think that all these needy fuckers are going to properly instruct you as to how to become independent?
A: lolz...no, not even
They survive by recruiting lost dimwits just like you. Their temples are built of driftwood, and tumbleweeds fill their sanctuaries. You’re nothing more than a single crossbeam in the scaffolding pushing others to greater heights within their own architecture and according to their own plans. SO! It is with that in mind that I ask again as to what it is that you pretend to be, and what are you really? And don’t forget, I, and everyone else, are counting on you to find this answer for us.
Be sure and not let us know what you didn’t find when you don’t get back.
^RAVEN – Break The Chain^
Rewatched that Zero Theorem over the weekend, and it occurred to me that I may have missed a something on the first watching.
That perfect game = 0
Nothing left to do.
VAB…nothing left to prove.
(you'd need to be a gamer to understand that last one)
And actually, in order to understand that last one, you’d need to be a gamer who played a specific game, at a specific time and were a part of certain circles.
I enter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.
In order to finish a something, you must have zero left to accomplish in order to achieve 100% completion. This is why 100% and 0% are always simultaneous. This is also why nothing ever gets done. Zero(0), is never, 100%. There is always something left to do. More to come. Doesn’t matter if you know what remains or not, you’ll find out.
I reenter the soppy and wet swamp of digress-ishness.
What’s that? You say that you’ve finished plenty of stuff to 100% with 0% remaining? Me too. I finished Gran Turismo 3 to 100%. All races, all challenges, all licenses gold, every car, everything done and nothing left to do. Wait…Gran Turismo 3?
Hrm…something is incomplete. Something was finished, yet there was more to do. You’ll likely need to skip forward to Gran Turismo 4 in order to see where I’m going with this. Or you can revert back to Gran Turismo 1 and 2.
(both of which I also finished)
^Skinny Puppy — Assimilate (Tweaker Mix / Chris Vrenna Remix)^
Anyone who has seen the flick will know that it has a very video-gamy air to it, but it doesn’t really feel like a video game. Lots of games and gaming amongst the players yes, but the cyberpunk-ish themes seem to dampen the actual video game type aspects. Just a bunch of people knocking about their lives in this really weird and well-formed world of electronica where it is almost impossible to tell what is scripted and what is random. Then it hit me…collision code. The vast majority of game engines is code written specifically to handle collisions.
What does one object do when it comes into contact with another? How does it behave? How do they behave? How should they behave? Where do the developers intervene, and how do they intervene?
UEs….they can be nightmares. You can’t think of everything, the variables are (potentially) almost limitless, and one could potentially spend more time chasing a single bug than it took to develop the entire engine and/or game.
A ghost in the machine.
The question often becomes, can we live with this bug? Do we just grit our teeth, ignore the error, and focus only on the good bits? Or is this bug something that is potentially fatal for some, and maybe even eventually fatal to even us?
^Pantera – Out For Blood^
That thing which sometimes behaves in a way that is contrary to programming. Misbehaves. Acts up. Does not do as instructed, when instructed. Surely this is a random something and in no way reflects poorly upon neither the architect nor the architecture. Nevermind that something in the Universe has decided to point out that you have a whopper of a glaring hole in your thought process(es). So now the question becomes…
Q: How does one become free of error?
A: Seek zero.
The textual representation of zero that most are familiar with…0…is indicative of why some may seek it. There’s nothing there. Nothing to stand in the way of progress. Nothing to bind, hinder or restrain.
Errors = 0
Hindrances = 0
Difficulties = 0
Obstacles = 0
Problems = 0
To have nothing provides one with everything. Nothing standing in your way except that massive wall of…nothing.
Nothing...stands in your way.
Become nothing, and there is no way in which you do not stand.
All will seek you.
All will find you.
I am nothing.
I am Zero.
^I.D. Under – Song X – Genericide 1989^
In the battle of smart peeps vs. dumb peeps, what is missing?
SQUAGLAYISM AND BULLSHIT < - > DOIDY OI DOI DOIDYDERP
See that middle bit?
Like two people speaking different languages trying to relay that they both want to engage in sexual knock knocks, but neither one of them gets laid because they haven’t a clue what they other is saying or why. Gotta have the correct medium in the middle if X and Y are to both communicate with and understand eachother. Wait…did you even notice that middle bit before I pointed it out?
NOTE: as of this writing, the channel on the video below has 666 subscribers.
^Yngwie Malmsteen – Little Savage^
Not gonna disagree with that, but I sure as shit ain’t gonna agree with it either.
As we understand it, we live in a Universe where things tend to either be in either ascent or descent. Accumulating or diminishing. To say that a certain planet appearing in a certain constellation at the time of my birth somehow hardwires me? Hrm… I’m starting to understand some of the underpinnings of astrology a little better, but there’s a problem.
Being the old fart that I am, that means that approximately 1,934,500 metric tons of space-debris has fallen on Earth/Terra just since I was born. Also, I was in the womb for approximately 9 months and 2-ish weeks, which means that during that time there was an accretion of roughly 28,400 tons of crap just from conception to birth. Considering that a woman is born with every egg she will ever have, that also means that mom toted me around for about 21 years or so prior to me getting here.
My point? Welllll… hrm… I dunno that I have one other than to say that the apparent presence or absence of change isn’t necessarily indicative of “how someone is wired”. Not all wires are equal, nor the same, some wires are better in certain applications than in others, and some wires can carry loads that others cannot.
Q: How old is the constellation Virgo? What about Pisces? And Mercury?
A: How are “old things” typically classified and/or categorized by those doing the classifications/categorizations?
Might wanna flip those things on their heads before you try and answer any of them.
^Scorpions- Blackout (Remastered 2001)^
The middle is its own thing.
Salt is salt…pepper is pepper.
Salt and pepper…is salt and pepper.
So Jung appears to have some of his own opinions on mysticism that may have been relevant in his own time.
Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you = ???
Little bit of psychology + a little bit of mysticism = Jungian whatever + you + me = ?¿?
Wherever there are two, there is three, even tho the reality is that there is only two.
The middle is its own thing.
^Steppenwolf – Born To Be Wild (Easy Rider) (1969)^
No want wants to be seen for who they are.
They prefer to be seen as the someone they aspire to someday be.
It’s now a week later, and yesterday Roob mentioned that Frank Davis had a new post up regarding fake meat. She also mentioned that part of the post seems to have disappeared.
A part on smoking.
Hrm…”accidental” censorship? Digital instability and unreliability being harnessed as a weapon to censor certain ideas/censure certain folks?
It's possible I guess.
Anyway, what really got my mind to ticking is that “proteins as a source of protein” isn’t really a new concept. Nevermind that people for a long time have been eating insects and all kinds of crazy shit as a source of protein, it has become quite popular in Western culture recently to get only those things you need irrespective of its source. It doesn’t matter that protein in processed food comes from animal products or beans or “accidental insects during the manufacturing process”. What matters is that you are getting your protein.
Yes, there indeed have been movements over the past several decades who raised eyebrows at the ambiguity of the labeling and wondered where in the hell this generic stuff was coming from. But we seemed to have slipped back into not really caring much where a something comes from, as long as we get it. The “supplements” markets have really towed the line in this regards. Vitamins, minerals, oils, acids…its generic as fuck, and the rules for the supplements market are as such that it doesn’t really matter if your diamonds come from Arkansas, Russia or Sierra Leone. What matters is that you get your diamonds.
^Judas Priest – Diamonds and Rust (Live)^
This is just me, but use your editor as an editor. Write your stuff/post out in Notepad or Wordpad or Word or OpenOffice Writer or whatever, save a copy to your local hard drive, copy the text over to WordPress, edit it, format it, publish it. If something goes wrong with a particular blog post, you have a backup that is handy, readily available and easily accessible from which to fix the post in question and restore it to what it was supposed to be, and you DON’T have to rely on WordPress nor their support structure(s) to remedy your issue. You also now have a better mechanism for tracking…um…discrepancies of a particular nature. Some patternistic or recurring something.
^Ozzy Osbourne – Flying High Again^
It’s now Pi Day 2021, and it occurs to me its kinda strange that the 10th anniversary of the Sendai Earthquake and Tsunami passed with nary a mention. Prolly too much going on with nCoV-2019 vaccines, Stimulus³, Myanmar satellites, and all that jazz with Scotland Yard/murderous cop/royal involvement and Oprah and stuff. Gonna be damn interesting to see how many people’s stimulus payments are intercepted by bill collectors. Should cause quite the uproar. And since we’re on the topic of who gets money and why…
It cost Americans more than $66 million to cash their first stimulus checks. Why that could happen again with the $1,400 payments
From the article…
“Almost one year ago, Congress authorized the first $1,200 stimulus checks to help Americans cope with the unprecedented coronavirus pandemic. Most of those payments – 74% – were sent by direct deposit to bank accounts. However, some 22% of Americans received the payments by paper check.”
People spent an estimated $66.6 million in fees to cash those checks through retailers or check cashers, according to a recent report by the non-profit organization Financial Health Network and published by Brookings Institution.
^Iron Maiden – The Number Of The Beast (Official Video)^
When the first stimulus check came around, I saw a video appear on YouTube where the dude appears to have spent the entire stimulus check on a stimulating pile of fireworks.
How DARE someone spend money on something so frivolous!!!!!! That money is supposed to be spent on children and food and necessities and healthcare and all the modern shit we need to survive!!! Doesn’t this fucking asshole know that we are in the midst of a global pandemic and the entire world is on the brink of collapse?!? Do your part!!!
PUT THAT MONEY WHERE IT IS NEEDED YOU SELFISH GRANDSTANDING ATTENTION-WHORING PRICK!!!!
^LEMMY on TRUMP in 1991^
Now, you gotta keep in mind that I am a fireworks guy. Have been completely enamored with the things ever since a firecracker almost blew off two of my fingers and a thumb at the age of three, I’ve worked at fireworks stands on and off since I was 16, have tinkered with “the big stuff” here and there, and am most certainly not your average person who plays with fireworks once or twice a year. So as I’m staring at this video sitting in my recommended on YouTube about some guy who is bragging that he spent his entire COVID check on fireworks, something occurs to me…
Q: Dude! Who in the FUCK is this speaking in your head?!?!?
You, of all people, know damn well that the margins in fireworks are as such that most fireworks retailers struggle to survive.
You, of all people, know that people spending their lockdown checks on fireworks will help the fireworks industry to survive this mess that is almost sure to hit the fireworks industry particularly hard because virtually all fireworks come from China.
You, of all people, know that any, and I mean ANY, social pressure to spend the stimulus money only on either this or that is going to be little more than salesmanship at work trying to divert those funds into specific pockets.
So why, in the name of all that is holy and good, are you sitting here with mouth agape at this dude broadcasting to the world that they just spent their $1,200 on fireworks? Who in the HELL is in your head telling you to be offended at this?!!?!?!??????
A: Heard Immunity?
“The Herd” has told me about things to watch out for. I have “heard” that the herd is trying to protect and insulate me against coloring outside of the lines. To be mindful of those who are doing their own thing, to be offended over people doing their own thing, and to call these rogues out and shame them so that they step in line and do only as they are told. We are in difficult times right now and we must all pull together and do our part.
Part. Part. Our part. Do our part.
Hrm…why does “my part” sound more like your part and less like my part?
NOTE: the video below, at the time of this writing, has 666 likes, and 7 dislikes. Coincidence?
^Judas Priest – Exciter (live Japan HD)^
Something for you to think about as you process this…while it took you a while to read all that, and you are prolly spending quite a bit of time trying to comprehend what it all means…all of that transpired in my head in a matter of seconds. I was shocked at seeing some dude announcing to the world that he spent his stimulust funding on feeding his pyro bug, but something in my head kept me from being truly offended.
Then, it almost immediately dawned on me that we are an extraordinarily diverse society living extremely diverse lives, and each and every person is likely the best determiner as to where this money can be best spent. So when I, a coupla days ago saw that article bitching that check cashing places made $66.6 (heh) million bucks off of cashing people’s stimulus checks, I was like…
‘woah woah woah there sparky…loads of people in this country depend on check cashing places 365/366 days of the year.’
What in the fuck is wrong with check cashing establishments making money for providing the service(s) that they do? Don’t check cashing places need some stimulizationizing money as well so that they can stay in operation and folks can keep cashing their checks? The only thing that I can come up with is to why anyone would complain, is that someone is really fucking angry that they missed a piece of that $66.6 million dollar pie.
^Yes Roundabout with Geddy Lee on Rock & Roll Hall of Fame 2017^
And whilst we are on the topic of royalty pies and royal pie makers, yesterday was Pi Day, and I spent a good portion of it languishing over a body language video evaluating the Oprah interview thingie. Didn’t see the interview, and this body language vid didn’t help me in that regard. The fucking thing is 2 hours long, and yet they only used about two or three minutes of the actual Oprah/Harry/Meghan interview. Kinda strange that the interview itself appears to also be around two hours long. Anyway, if you watch the body language vid, I’d like to point out two things…
1 – watch how animated all four of these dudes are when they are speaking, and also watch how stoic they all are when they are not speaking, and also note how supportive they all are of eachother.
2 – advertising, plugs, advertising, plugs and yep…more advertising and more plugs right down to the synchronous element of matching coffee mugs.
Good thing there’s suffering and turmoil in the world, eh? Without them, these fellas and others like them would be out of a job. Don’t believe me? Go to YouTube, and search for “body language oprah” (without quotes) and look and how many videos from people there are on just this subject. God only knows how much money Oprah’s own “stimulus package” has pumped into the economies of the world.
^Deep Purple – Child In Time – Live (1970)^
Low + Low = Low?
Was watching a DW documentary this morning on the topic of harvesting resources from asteroids, and one of the scientists mentions that if a human were to board the Millennium Falcon and travel into the asteroid belt, the chances of actually encountering an asteroid is quite low.
I get what they are saying in that “asteroid belts don’t look like they do in the movies/Star Wars/Empire Strikes Back”, or at least our own asteroid belt doesn’t look like that. But aside from the fictional element/cultural reference that many may not understand because they haven’t seen the movie, there is a coupla glaring issues with your analogy. First being, you are going there specifically to encounter an asteroid so you can harvest elements, and yet you are saying that in traveling there, the chances of encountering an asteroid is quite low? Statements like that are unlikely to impress potential investors.
But that’s not what really got me to scratching my head. My original problem was this idea that Low + Low = Low. Lemme splain…
Q: What are the chances of a human traveling to the asteroid belt aboard a spacecraft?
Low chance of traveling to asteroid belt + low chance of hitting an asteroid = low?
(maybe even zero?)
High chance of traveling to asteroid belt = low chance of hitting an asteroid?
You can stand here on Earth/Terra and calculate that, because of the relative sparsity of the asteroid belt, the chances of an unintended and/or unexpected encounter/collision is quite low. But you say such things in the safety of us never having been there. Simply by the act of humans actually traveling there, you change the odds completely. Sure some of our gadgets have headed out that way, but we ourselves, have not. Observer Effect notwithstanding, when the chances of a human being traveling to the asteroid belt increases, so will the odds of chance encounters with an asteroid or rock or dust or micrometeorite or some other something.
But, what the fuck do I know. I never leave this room, let alone travel around the solar system all day, every day.
^Blue Öyster Cult – Godzilla^
Kind of a weird thought, eh? I never leave this room, and yet, I still manage to zoom around the solar system and this galaxy and even this Universe…all day, every day.
^Billy Thorpe – Children Of The Sun (Exclusive Video)^
^Saxon – Rough And Ready^
*Syringe rhymes with Ginge and Whinge… /stubs butt…*
*Kinda ironic Leggy going viral…*