Missive From ‘Merica: Questions, Questions…

“What do you want me to do?” Thoughtful Man sighed and heaved himself off our bed, dislodging our contented pup who had been getting her belly rubbed thoroughly. Just the way she likes it.

I stood against the bedroom wall and brushed a stray lock of hair back behind my ear. “Take a picture of my tiara, please.”

“Why?” Thoughtful Man threw me a squint. “Is it for a post?”

“What do you think?”

He snorted and fiddled with the camera. “The light is terrible. Why in here?”

“Well, for one thing, you’re in here,” I said adjusting the tiara. “And secondly an AI somewhere has invented some colours and named them. Apparently our bedroom walls are painted in ‘Turdly’.”

“Oi! It’s ‘Mushroom’,” Thoughtful Man exclaimed. “I’m not redecorating!”

“I wasn’t asking you to,” I replied with a smile. “Just the photo please.”

“Okay stand still.”

Tiara and Turdly
*/CLICK…*

 

Cade has sent through a new ‘whatever’ to use his parlance. It’s not as long as the previous monster of a missive, but no less engrossing. I hope you enjoy it, Dear Reader…

Have a Song

*No, Clicky, let’s have a Song at the end…*

*******


Darkness has descended upon the day…and the winds howl in the deepening dark like a harbinger of things to come. I wonder in the darkness, what could these things be? I wander in the darkness, and I wonder…will I be able to see…once the darkness has gotten like…really really darker?

lolz

Nah…just fuckin’ wit ya. I’m inside sitting at a desk typing this shit right here and listening to music at max volume. There could be a fucking hurricane outside and I wouldn’t know it.

Oh yeah...

…HOWDY!!!

^Feed Me – Starcrash^

Anyone wanna dance? 
Neither do I. 
We'll work up to it I guess.
^Cocteau Twins – Pur (Sun & Air Mix)^


I’ve done a little writing elsewhere… (“a little”…lolz) …which means I’ve been thinking a bit. Had a bit of a discussion with Roob the other night about motion(s) and when they get weird. Not gonna try and “sum up” any thoughts in this here whatever, but I might wind up doing just that. Or at least, sounding like I am doing that. But I get the feeling that there are two types of people, with respect to finding…

Type 1: I found what I was looking for…game over.

Type 2: I found what I was looking for…game on.

Keep both of those in perspective as it relates to what you have found…and you can prolly better decide which is applicable, when, and where and to whom.

^Cocteau Twins – Pur^


It’s weird. I was just thinking about the movie “Starcrash” the other day. Which also made me think of the movies “Battle Beyond the Stars” and “Laserblast”…all of these movies I saw at a drive-in theater when I was younger. There was a group of entities in the movie “Battle Beyond the Stars” that were a kind of “Borg” species, cept not quite so snotty and adventurous as “The Borg.”

Starcrash
Battle Beyond the Stars
Laserblast

What I was thinking about, is all of this business being talked recently regarding telepathy, which appears to be more about clairvoyance than telepathy. And I’m thinking about it more now that some chucklehead has made another public spectacle with “hearing voices” being touted as “the cause.”

Psychokinesis
Telekinesis (Disambiguation)
Clairvoyance
Extrasensory Perception
Telepathy

In the article above on Telepathy, there is a picture to the right with the following caption…

“The Ganzfeld experiments that aimed to demonstrate telepathy have been criticized for lack of replication and poor controls.”

Q: What’s the point?

A: ?¿?¿?

EX: Someone can lift 500 lbs as a personal-best.

Can they always lift 500 lbs?

Can they always lift 500 lbs…every single time…on command or as commanded?

Do you then start judging style and technique?

Is that as high as they can go in weight?

What about over time?

How long did it take them to achieve this weight as being liftable by them?

Is there a significance to this number?

Is there a significance to this number for all people?

Or just this individual? 

Could they always lift 500 lbs, they just didn’t know it yet?

Q: What is your role in their performance and its success or failure?

A: ...

^Yello – Oh Yeah (Remix 2016)^

Maybe there’s a mishmash possible there between Clairvoyance and Telepathy…a kind of Tele-Clairvoyance.

Data and information without context is kinda…worthless. And to be honest, I don’t really see the difference between building something in your mind, that you eventually build with your body in a more tangible manner. You are going to be continuing that process of building in your mind as you build with your body, which says to me that there is sometimes no division between these two. All that was or is missing…is purpose. So tell me…

Q: What is the purpose in being first?

A: ?¿?

Q: What if you’re wrong?

A: ¿?¿

Q: Does this concern others?

A: ???

Q: Now what if you’re wrong?

A: ¿¿¿
^Yello feat. Stina Nordenstam – To The Sea (Official Video)^


Throw this image of “the higher self” into the mix, and suddenly things get REALLY fucking wack. Is it any wonder that people are confused? Or at least, that there is confusion and some people may have a propensity to be confused? Factor in, that much of what transpires under the guise and guises of clarity and control?

 Yeah..."fucked up" just went motherfucking haywire. 

I mean, can you control a tube of toothpaste? Oh yeah? For how long? Control is as temporary as anything else. Add an observer into that mix, and suddenly, we are being judged on anything and everything…up to…and including…our form and style as to how we handle a tube of toothpaste.

Q: Weren’t we doing that already?

A: SAY WUT??!?!?

Yeah…since when do you not judge every single thing that you do? Without bias, we know neither success nor failure.

OH! And regarding your teeth-brushing skills? You missed a spot.

^Kirsten Dunst – Turning Japanese (HD)^


Yep…lotta new stuff in the world. Add “the dynamics of the application of these new things” with new users/new experiencers? Yep new new just got new new newer. Especially with respect to children, who everything is new to. Trying to explain old shit as old to someone who it is new to can be an exercise in futility when not approached with a degree of humility. I mean…how fucking cool is it to be the one with the opportunity to open new eyes to old things? What a treasure eh? That’s just my thinking tho.

I still get a kick out of seeing my children learning new things and stumbling around in life as I do the same. I’ve mentioned this before, but assuming that there is a God, I think this is why we are never referred to as anything other than children in The Bible. I dunno about other religious texts, but it has had the effect of keeping me a bit humble with respect to new things, whether they be old or new, or just new to me. I think people do the same, more than they give themselves credit for anyway. Or maybe not /me shrugs

^Depeche Mode – In Your Room (Kaiser Mercurio Dub Edit 2011)^

It bad enough telling someone what they can or cannot do in the present.

Takes quite a set of balls to have the audacity to tell someone what they can or cannot do in the future.

Welp…you wanted to be gods.

Have at it.

^Depeche Mode – Strangelove [Maxi Mix – Kaiser Trance Mode Remix]^

Yer trying to figure yer own shit out eh? How you gonna do that via others? How are ya gonna do that via others when other channels are open to you, which are “less-than-standard” types of channels? You cannot undo what has been done. And even if you could, the act of undoing what has been done would undo even more than simply “the one thing you were trying to undo.” Eventually, there would be a collapsing motion that would accelerate so rapidly, that all of existence would begin to collapse…except for you and your tinkering…which would continue at a steady state pace that is relative to the way things were.

Meaning: Time would fold and continue folding, as it collapsed under the weight of the entirety of all matter in The Universe…leaving only a single variance within this new time.

Kinda has the effect of…pointing…eh?

This is how I see “the unseen” working within “the seen” anyway.

A "sandbox" of sorts.

An ability to visualize how things are, and how things could be, via how things once were.

I’m not talking specifically here…I mean things that needed to transpire in order to keep similar events from ever happening again in the manner in which time and matter collapsed the first time.

^Lusine – Just A Cloud^


So am I suggesting that “the collapse of time” is now an impossibility?

No.

I am suggesting that “the total collapse of time” is now an impossibility, and/or, discretionary.

Time can and does still “collapse.” I see this as a necessary function of time for it’s continuance.

All Time + No Time = Every Time

This allows for modification and tinkering.

If time could neither speed up, nor slow down, we would have no common frame of reference within our current frame of reference.

Think of a resonance that is allowed to continue over time. What will be the effect of that resonance over time?

Yep...silence...is actually...quite loud.

Any resonance outside of a resonance, is detectable.

Sometimes these are expected, sometimes…not.

BLOOPS!!!

Maybe we missed something?

Am I really suggesting that time nor matter have any speed limits?

Yep. Keep that contextual, and suddenly you’ll see all sorts of speed limits.

Q: How long are you prepared to monitor said speed and times of whatever it is that we are observing?

A: Yeah...I dunno either.
^Girl street performer slams Bass like a pro^


I understand many of science’s theories about The Universe and what it is up to. The thought that it will someday just…vanish…or fade into non-existence due to all fuel and fuels being expended, is an intriguing one. Primarily because of how it opposes the current theory that much of the stars and starlight that we are currently seeing has already long since ceased to exist due to it’s distance from us…and yet…there they are. This is prolly why we get confused so much…we’re always trying to narrow and limit, usually to either one thing, or one small group of things. And sometimes that works. Sometimes not.

Weird how that works, eh?
^Cabaret Voltaire – Ex^

I started writing this one last night (hence, the nutty “night poetry” business at the top) but it’s Friday now…and I have to go start getting ready to go out tonight. I have a hot date. No wait…I don’t. But a case of beer and a movie would be nice. Won’t have any of those either, so I’ll prolly wind up playing Plants vs Zombies till 2 AM. Better than nothing I guess.

^Cabaret Voltaire – Radical Chic^

Lot’s of talk I’ve noticed lately, has been as if some precipice will be reached at some point, and then everything will be OK. Welp, what if we’re already there. When are we NOT there? And I guess that’s where my personal answer lays…in helping others. I mean, I’m happy. Or at least, as happy as I can be. Sure there are things I want and things I need. But if I can’t get them? May as well help someone else get to where they are wanting to go.

^Depeche Mode – New Life^


Yep…lotta new stuff in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in a world of new stuff.

Meh...I don't feel like writing anymore.

Thinking about time, and how time relates to time, times and matter…drains me.
Ya’ll go have a great weekend and get drunk and/or get laid or something.

^Skinny Puppy – Burnt With Water^


cYacFa

^Ministry – Golden Dawn (HD)^

*******

A tiny bit complicated

*Nah, Clicky… /shakes head… Ya reckon?*

*/nods… Yeah…*

Have a great weekend, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉

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13 thoughts on “Missive From ‘Merica: Questions, Questions…

      1. And my youngest son spends far too much time messing about with the ghastly Charlotte, and never mopping up the ghastly Pee. Or picking up the ghastly Poo.

        Me? I just plod on stoically, mopping up the Pee and picking up the Poo. Is there anything else to life, I ask myself.

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  1. Roob

    About time you were made a Dame or whatever it is exactly that happens, when you are Tiared.

    And another variation on the name of the Voices man, Richard Rojas, is Dick Rogers.

    Believe it or not .

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