Sissification Of A Generation

Previously at the LoL
CLICKY: No madder than…

I’d been thinking about writing again on The Fourth Turning when Thoughtful Man sent me a video yesterday morning via Arse-about-Face Book. It showed one Millennial dissecting the views of another…

The Millennial Generation (Hero, born 1982–2004) first arrived amid “Babies on Board” signs, when abortion and divorce rates ebbed, the popular culture recast babies as special, and hands-off parental styles were replaced by Lamaze and attachment-parenting obsessiveness. Child abuse and child safety became hot topics, while books teaching virtues, values, and team-playing citizenship became best-sellers.

Perhaps that explains…

Virtue Signalling

signal (n.) late 14c., “visible sign, indication,” from Old French signal, seignal “seal, imprint, sign, mark,” from Medieval Latin signale “a signal,” from Late Latin signalis (adj.) “used as a signal, pertaining to a sign,” from Latin signum “identifying mark, sign” (see sign (n.)). Restricted sense “agreed-upon sign” (to commence or desist, etc.) is from 1590s. Meaning “modulation of an electric current” is from 1855.

When I think of the previous Hero generation (born 1901 – 1924) that came of age during the last Fourth/Winter/Crisis Turning (1929 – 1945)…

*Hmm… anything on ‘values from 80 years ago, Clicky?*

*Interesting. How about child safety?*

*Ha!*

As Millennials began reaching their teens in the late 1990s, youth volunteering and community service surged—while teen rates of drinking, smoking, and violent crime declined steeply.

Appeasement didn’t work before, it’s doubtful it will work any better this time and I have to wonder what effect the hyperbolic Health education campaigns started the 1980s to protect ‘the children’ by ‘denormalising‘ smoking has had to the Heroes of today and their ability to accurately assess risk…

*Eww… Retweeted by the Abhorrent Toad… Can’t stand that tosser…*

Sissy

Enough of cowards for tonight, Dear Reader. Have a Song…

 

Supposing A Smokers’ Symposium

A quick post for you tonight, Dear Reader…

*I know, I’m working on it, Clicky…*

On Monday evening, I spent a pleasant couple of hours in Blue Frank’s Smoky-Drinky, talking to chums I’d only ever written to before.

On Tuesday afternoon I was unexpectedly asked what ‘symposium’ is by a girl in the office – her boss had been invited to one and didn’t know what it entailed, so I told her… and then I decided to look it up…

symposium (n.) 1580s, “account of a gathering or party,” from Latin symposium “drinking party, symposium,” from Greek symposion “drinking party, convivial gathering of the educated” (related to sympotes “drinking companion”), from assimilated form of syn- “together” (see syn-) + posis “a drinking,” from a stem of Aeolic ponen “to drink,” from PIE root *po(i)- “to drink.”

The symposium usually followed a dinner, for the Greeks did not drink at meals. Its enjoyment was heightened by intellectual or agreeable conversation, by the introduction of music or dancers, and by other amusements. [Century Dictionary]

The sense of “a meeting on some subject” is from 1784. Reflecting the Greek fondness for mixing wine and intellectual discussion, the modern sense is especially from the word being used as a title for one of Plato’s dialogues. Greek plural is symposia, and the leader of one is a symposiarch (c. 1600 in English). Related: Symposiac (adj.); symposial

*/squints…*

I also met Red Frank’s brother yesterday afternoon. We work in the Tower on different floors, and until now our paths had not crossed, but were thrown together for a meeting. I took the minutes and then gave him a signed copy of The Underdog Anthology 2 to pass along…

*Okay! …/huffs… I get back to writing my submission for Anthology 3… /lights up… But for your info, Clicky, I did actually write some more of it today… /puffs…*

I’d better go for now, Dear Reader, I still have ironing to do, but I will leave you with my good friend, Legs’ post from last night…

*And a Song… /rolls eyes…*

 

 

 

 

Missive From ‘Merica: One For The Road…

Oh well, it had to happen, Dear Reader… It appears this will be Cade’s last missive at the LoL for a while, as he will be shortly setting out on his walking adventure. We wish him well…

Clicky has supplied all the images, below…

*Er… he asked me first, okay? …/sniff… I told him, you’d do it…*

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OMG!!!

Roob hasn’t even posted the last whatever that I sent her, and she’s already inspired me to write another one.

🙂

😐

😦

I am not sure how I feel about this.

Meh…I’ll figure it out.

^Cocteau Twins – Pink Orange Red^
To Bypass Food Embargo, Qatar Will Pay $8 Million To Airlift 4,000 Cows

Yeah…that motherfucker right there.

That’s what I was greeted with on this fine Tuesday morning, that is a fine Tuesday afternoon for Roob.

No “hello”…no “good morning”…no “hey, I won the lottery and am sending you $10 of it”…no…she sent me that story. Seeing as how I had just woke up…wait…I wonder if I still had morning wood? Do I even have morning wood anymore?

(Mental Note to check tomorrow)

To be fair, I didn’t give her a proper/socially acceptable g’day type of greeting either…so I prolly deserved it /shrug

Roob is quite aware that I…

A) Don’t read the news, pretty much HATE reading the news,

B) HATE death stories/death announcements.

And yet…she prods my sour ass on.

Heh...hehe..."prods"...hehe..."sour"...lolz

BUT! She inspires me. As do others.

Hence…I express, now digress.

^CeCe Peniston – Finally^

What caught my eye…were the tags. No, you fucking social media nitwit…not those tags…the tags all fucking over the cows. There are tags on the tags, and marks on the tags’ tags which are themselves marked with more marks. This made me think of marks, and markings, which had the makings of all kinds of marks and marking and tattoos and piercings and fashion and shit like that. But let’s leave Jesus hanging where he is for now…k? Anyway…what really drew my eyes to this, was…

“According to Bloomberg’s calculations, it will take as many as 60 flights for Qatar Airways to deliver the 590-kilogram beasts that Moutaz Al Khayyat, chairman of Power International Holding, bought in Australia and the U.S.”

Yeah…scary shit, eh?

Welp…not for me. But that’s just me. Not that there haven’t been a lot of references here and there lately as to a single premise…control. Not marks, not marking, hell…not even marketing…but control. That means controlling via controls. So yeah…infrastructure.

Have you herd and herded heard as single goddamn thing I said?

Prolly cause I’m right in the big fucking middle…just like everyone else.

Yep...there's power in thought.

Yep…you’ve nailed that premise.

And nailed it…

and nailed it…

and nailed it.

<yawn>
^A Guy Called Gerald – Voodoo Ray^

This comment of…

“Cade…I’ve read some of your writing, and I notice that you speak in a lot of generalities”

…that was made to me over at the Bolton’s Smokers Club sometime recently has kept my head spinning for a while.

Really? A guy on the fence speaks in generalities? What the fuck is wrong with speaking in generalities irrespective of the relative location of my ass?

Well played.

Yeah…I tend to think about things for longer than most care to entertain. Must be my inability to commit. We are transients as much as we are anything else. If there ain’t nothing there for you, we move on. If there ain’t nothing there for you, yet there is a beckoning to stay that you cannot yet understand, we choose.

Sounds like sage advice to me...but that's just me.

I don’t like to discount possibility.

I see the influence.

I see all kinds of stuff that I don’t actively talk about.

Figuring it out, what it means to me, and where I choose to go from there is a different animal entirely…innit?

Someone to talk about shit with helps too.

Just sayin.
^Delerium feat. Sarah McLachlan – Silence (Tiesto’s In Search of Sunrise Remix) [HD]^

Cocaine and amphetamine regulated transcript
Champ Car
Formula_One
Fédération Internationale de l’Automobile
Liberty Media
Chloroquine
Chloroquine Retinopathy
Pulmonary Alveolar Proteinosis
Granulocyte Macrophage Colony-Stimulating Factor Receptor
GRB2
A Lack of a Functional NAD(P)H:Quinone Oxidoreductase Allele Is Selectively Associated with Pediatric Leukemias That Have MLL Fusions
Elevated hematocrit enhances platelet accumulation following vascular injury
Phospholipidosis
Chlorpromazine
Hiccup
Rogue Wave
Soliton
John Scott Russell
Versine (Redirected from Versed Sine)
Haversine Formula
Floating-Point Arithmetic
Excosecant
Siege of Leningrad

I’m not saying that I know any of this shit…because I don’t. Just saying that I know that I don’t know. Working on it tho. That I OK with you?

^BENNY BENASSI ‘CINEMA’ (SKRILLEX REMIX)^

Also from that ZeroHedge story…

“Call it the biggest bovine airlift in history, as Bloomberg puts it.”

O RLY?!?!?! Been a lot of bovine airlifts in history? Are we getting that specific now? Because I can tell you, that “bovine airlifts” have been going on for some time.

We'll get to walls in a minute.

But how about “equine airlifts?” How long have those been going on? I used to see pallets of horse meat being loaded on to Air France bound for french palates since they are big on horse meat.

Hmmm…I wonder how and when The French acquired such a taste? Prolly the same way residents of Leningrad acquired a taste for shoe and belt leather. Do we need to discern whether the bovine or equine or whatever are alive or dead? Meh…digression time.

So yeah...walls.

China… Berlin… Troy… USA/Mexico… Persian Gulf… The Red Sea… Gulf of Tonkin… Bay of Pigs… Antarctica? Or Finnish Lapland? OH!!! Arctic Waterways and crystals!!!

So yeah...CIA.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^Duran Duran – Notorious^

They’re slowly cutting me off at the knees…right near the hip…just below the throat.

More and more stuff doesn’t work on the web. And for a guy who doesn’t visit very many websites on a daily basis…well…whatever. Who cares right? Upgrade or die. But Twitter now looks like one giant advertising page for some new company called “Media Cannot Be Played.” Their adds are everywhere on my Twitter feed.

Meh…it was just a matter of time anyway.

It’s cloudy this morning.

^Biggie Smalls – Notorious remix^

 

Yeah…I wrote all the shit above in a blaze of fury yesterday morning. Not sure how much actual blazing and fury there was… I just type kinda fast even tho I still only use three fingers and a thumb to do so. But I’m not banging one of these things out every day in a coupla hours anymore. My mind is elsewhere. Not saying my heart is not in it, nor am I saying my mind is not on it … just pondering some other shit as well.

Tortillas come to mind. 

But anyway, no amount of preparing will prepare you for something you aren’t prepared for. Just gotta roll with it and make it up as you go. If there is an essence to the concept of synchronicity, I would imagine that would be it.

^London Grammar – Hey Now [Arty remix]^

Interesting bit I stumbled across this morning at the Velvet Glove Iron Fist blog.

The tobacco template

After reading the top 1/2 or so of the article…what I immediately thought about was…

Q: What are all these completely healthy but completely restricted people gonna do with all of this time they now have?

A: ???

“Graphic Warnings”…pictures…of people…who are not me…in various states of duress and or dismemberment…magically appearing…for reasons unknown…on the packaging of “insert product here.” Doesn’t sound like care to me. Certainly doesn’t sound caring. Maybe that’s what happens when “damn the cost” becomes your battle-cry. Meh…sounds like their will be plenty of free-time for crying when the battle is over.

“Healthy” people…with nothing better to do…than sit around and cry.

Sounds...Babylonian.
^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix) FULL HD^
(Just play along here...k?)
Q: What time did you get out of bed this morning?

A: 07:00 AM

Q: 07:00 AM? Why not 06:30 AM?

A: Because I don’t have to be at work until 09:00 AM.

Q: What if there is traffic?

A: I don’t own a car.

Q: What if you need one?

A: I don’t.

Q: What if the trains or buses weren’t running or were running late?

A: Wouldn’t affect me.

Q: How could it not? If you’re late, you’ll get bad employee reviews and eventually fired. Now you’re going to have to find a new job, which will be difficult because you got fired from your last job for not being more proactive and forward-thinking.

A: I live directly across the street from where I work. I moved to where I work to cut down on expenses.

Q: SEE! Now you need a car because your new job, assuming you can find one, is going to be far away from where you live. Now you gotta either get a car, or move. Assuming you can afford to do either now that you are unemployed. Or rely on unreliable public transportation, which is just as expensive as owning a car over the long run, if you would simply sit down and do the math on it.

A: You seem to have more free time to think about these things than I. Can I get back to work now?

Q: Sorry. Just needing to find a new place to live. Me and my roommate don’t get along. They say I talk to much and worry too much. Do you need a roommate or know anyone who does?

A: …

^Medina – You and I (deadmau5 Remix) HQ^

 

 

So…which is worse? Talking about things, or not talking about things? Because which ever one you choose to label as worse, either is going to be then labeled as bad, which is where they were in the first place. So what was accomplished in taking this trip from bad to worse and back to bad? Learning?

Q: Where’s the good in that?

A: ?¿?

The “better one” was the worse one. Or is it, the least bad one is the better one?

A better kind of bad.

Mmmmmmm….a better kind of bad…right up my alley.

Heh...heh...heH!!!
^DEPECHE MODE A QUESTION OF LUST Live 1986 Lyrics^

Pretty damn interesting documentary I stumbled across/got to see yesterday.

^Chasing Bubbles – the movie^

X: I’ve done that a time or two.

Cade: Chased bubbles? I bet it looked weird to anyone watching.

X: So I’ve heard.

Cade: I can see that.

X: Which part?

Cade: Does it make me an asshole if I say both?

X: How could you possibly know what my purpose is?

Cade: Isn’t it obvious?

X: Focus on the obvious…the questions wll come later.

Cade: The questions are already there.

X: That’s what I meant 😉

Cade: Oh…the actual official “Q&A Session” itself.

X: Assuming we get there.

Cade: lolz…we?

X: …

Cade: I would imaging that would be quite a delicate maneuver.

X: You said that you could rub two bubbles together and generate a lightning strike.

Cade: Is that the first one?

X: You mean…am I acquiring the first bubble for this demonstration?

Cade: I’m trying not to read into that.

X: Why not?

Cade: I don’t like defining something that is as of yet, undefined, just because I think I can define it.

X: That’s quite a definition of non-defining.

Cade: Is it? I thought that’s what conversation and experiencing was about?

X: …

Cade: That wasn’t a question.

X: Whatever you need to tell yourself.

Cade: I got nothin.

X: And a whole lot of it by my calculations.

Cade: Meh…I’ll do the best I can with it.

X: Is that all you can do?

Cade: What else is there?

X: You sure are anticipating the hammer today. Why is that?

Cade: I guess the closer I get to center, the fuzzier things get.

X: You see any purpose in that?

Cade: Much in the same way I would see a traffic light changing from green to red so fast, that all I see is yellow.

X: Does that scare you.

Cade: I like yellow /shrug

X: That’s not what I asked.

Cade: I can only go on, until I can’t.

X: Then what?

Cade: I’ll keep going.

X: Almost there.

Cade: You aren’t actually trying to catch that bubble…are you?

X: We’ll see.

Cade: Trying to do something, and not do something, both at the same time.

X: Times change.

Cade: I’m as comfortable as I can be with that thought.

X: Are you sure?

Cade: Not yet.

X: 😉

Cade: 🙂

^Fluke – Kitten Moon [HQ]^

 

 

 

I’m gonna take a break for a while.

I'm not saying goodbye here.

Just letting you know that I’ll be saying hello somewhere else.

^Deadmau5 – The Oshawa Connection (1080p) || HD^

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*Let me guess… /taps teeth… Hanky Yanky?*

*/:O… Yikes! Sounds painful. Are you able to give us a parting Song, Clicky? …/rubs snout…*

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…*

 

 

Post Election Shambles

Well, that went well…

Thoughtful Man and I stayed up all night to watch the Election results. We had popcorn…

Dear Reader, if you are unaware of how the night unfolded…

*Clicky, if you wouldn’t mind… /draws on cigarette…*

*Nice! Drawing Dear Reader a picture …/pats snout…*

Highlights for me included, ‘plain‘ Jane Ellison getting the boot

*No, Clicky… SWEET!… /blows out smoke ring… I worked under her at John Lewis… /picks at nail… You would have thought she’d have had more of an ear for the valid concerns of retailers…*

… As well as children’s Liar in Chief, Nick Clegg, who actually equated lifting the smoking ban to reintroducing the death penalty…

*Talk about getting slung out on your tin ear, Clicky…*

…And finally, the removal of that stubborn slick stain, Alex Salmond…

*/takes biscuit… And the generally good job the Scots did on pruning back the Scottish Nannying Party, Clicky… /eats biscuit…*

I did feel a little sadness for the total demolition job done on UKIP

*/shrugs… Having got the Brexit result they wanted, against the odds I might add, who’s terrible idea was it to jettison their one remaining USP, eh Clicky?*

*Yeah, I’ve had quite enough of that… *

Hopefully, we’ll have a new missive from Cade over the weekend, Dear Reader. But until then… Have a Song…

 

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Tales of Tooth

Social media has gone mad for a picture of a hare with a cigarette in its mouth taken at Dublin Airport on Sunday.

Dear Reader, I saw the photo of the smoking leporid on Twitter this morning…

… However, all is not what it seems…

But Dublin Airport have revealed the truth about the animal – it actually has an overgrown tooth.

They said: “Sorry to spoil all the online jokes, but don’t think that hare has a cigarette in its mouth. It’s more likely an overgrown tooth.”

… I got a missive this morning from Cade about a missing tooth…

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Maybe it's time we discussed my missing tooth...

I had been a professional hockey player for most my career until I retired at the end of it. I was the top scoring goalie of all time, averaging an average of 16 touchdowns per game on average. Our team was on our way to our third consecutive NASCAR Winston Cup Championship, and if we could win this final game, we’d achieve it. However, we were playing our old nemisiseses on their own turf, which was actually ice and not turf, but whatever.

Their lead-defenseman was somehow this old goalie’s personal nemesis, but only because I played more offense than defense, and it pissed this guy off no end that a goalie was scoring all the goals and setting all the records. As a matter of fact, the only scoring record that I didn’t hold was scoring on myself, which they don’t have a record for. Interesting footnote here…the league considered creating such a category to make things a little more fair for anyone playing us, but never did.

The day finally arrived. It was raining heavily just prior to the game start, and there was concern as to how it would affect our performance as a team. There was even discussion amongst the league officials as to whether the game should even be played at all or postponed until the weather cleared. But once we got indoors and inside the arena, those fears faded. The game…was on.

The game had been going on since the starter shot a hole in the green flag with a flare gun. Tt was a massacre. We had scored so many touchdowns in the first 3 first-halves of play, that the officials stopped keeping score. This angered our nemisiseses, who had not scored a point all night because they felt like they were being taunted by the “999” on the three-numbered scoreboard. But that’s as high as it went…so contact the manufacturer’s customer service in the off-season.

There were only 7 more quarters or so left to play and we were winning. As they were no longer keeping score I just hovered by the beer cart near the net at my end. My nemesis couldn’t get at me at this end. Besides I was getting pretty fucking drunk by that point anyway, and the last thing we need in a hockey game is a rugby scrum. Little did I know that’s exactly what we were about to get.

I had been averaging over 17 minutes of play-time per quarter during the game, which is weird because there are only 15 minutes in a quarter. Now that the game was all but wrapped up, I was averaging 18 beers per quarter, which is pretty cheap.

Anyway…their main forward spun out in turn two, hit the retaining wall at full-speed, but was able to hit the eject button in time and was now dangling from his parachute in the rafters. This meant he was out for the remainder of the game when they could safely drag the ladders out onto the ice to retrieve him.

As a result, their team called for “the double-substitution”. This allowed them to switch a defenseman to offense (if they are doing so badly that this is really the only option they have left), but since they called the double-sub, this meant that the player’s stick has suddenly become defective and/or unusable. If there is no suitable replacement equipment available, he can use whatever is handy to replace it with.

Had I known that there was a rugby tournament in the arena the night before, what happened next probably wouldn’t have been so confusing to me. One of the rugby players had apparently left some of equipment from the night before in our nemisiseses’ pit stalls, and so…he came at me with a cricket bat.

I mean…the guy didn’t even have the puck. He just came at me, full speed, with that big ass bat’s business end pointed right at me. I was already so drunk that I assumed it was some sort of trick play. Plus, I had almost half a beer left, so it took me a moment to decide whether to set the cup down and finish it later, or if I had time to slam it back and throw the cup at him before he got to me.

I opted for the latter, and don’t remember much after that. I hear there’s a video of it on YouTube tho. I dunno. I haven’t re-watched it in a long time.

Anyway, I lost a tooth in the process.

(Story inspired by someone tweeting something about Hockey on Twitter)

cYacFa

^Gnarls Barkley – Crazy^

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*Any luck finding that video on YouTube, Clicky?*

20723024

*Aw never mind… /pats snout…*

Now, Cade and the hockey fan, Kitty, both live in Texas and today there was another story about a kerfuffle in Texas with ICE…

Texas Democrat Threatens To Kill Republican On Legislative Floor After He Called ICE On Protesting Illegal Immigrants.

*Goodbye? Already? What no Song, Clicky?*

Missive From ‘Merica: Mind? Yours? Innit!

The Okie Devil has sent through a new missive, Dear Reader, and… It’s a bit of a monster

Five Fag Missive

*Oh it’s at least five fagger, Clicky… At least… /lights up…*

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Good Morning.

Good Afternoon.

Good Evening.

Good Night.

Howdy.

It’s 11:42 AM on Monday May 15th of 2017.

I don’t feel like writing…but I’m gonna.

And seeing as how I am in a traveling mood…

…let’s start off with a 3 minute and 57 second video of a camera on the nose gear of a 747.

^BOEING 747-200F GEAR CAMERA ” BELLY OF THE BEAST ” ( AROUND THE WORLD)^

Things happen fast when you are low and slow.

Things happen even faster when you are low and fast.

(Some great warbirds feature in the vid below for anyone who is into that kind of thing)
^Extreme Low Pass | Epic High Speed Pass | Very Low Passes compilation^

I seriously have nothing on my mind. Not a goddamn thing. Cept for the fact that my legs and back are wobbly as fuck…and my knees and feet feel as if they have been slathered with superglue that has long since dried…making walking a difficult and tricky proposition. That said, I walked outside yesterday morning to get some fresh air, and no sooner had I opened the door and began to transverse its door frame, something immediately occurred to me…

Summer Is Here.

Yep. Summer has arrived in North Texas. The combination of the feel of the air and the look of the sky combined to make me and the rest of me come to the conclusion that the sun has reached a point in the sky that has caused anyone that lives in this area to begin to think about July and August…usually, our hottest months.

Seeing as how we are only two weeks into May, the official start of summer is over a month away, and we haven’t gotten many storms and certainly no big storms, I can’t help but wonder when the water restrictions signs will start going up. They’ve pretty much to the point where “the buffers” now have buffers of their own, and even those buffer buffers are subject to interpretation by whoever is currently calling the shots. God only knows how many “shot callers” are bending the ones who call the shots’ ears, and the what’s and why’s as to their reasoning.

Dunno whether that is influence, undue influence, corruption, or just a plain old need and/or interest…but it’s interesting to think about. I mean hey…as long as your needs get met…who cares right?

^Ed Bruce – It’s All In Your Mind^

As I started writing this here currently current whatever…I got a pop-up on my computer. I wanted to add a screenshot of it, but I can’t find a host.

:/

The popup was from my ZoneAlarm firewall software, and it was urging me to upgrade due to something call “Wannacry”…which I assume is the malware/virus/trojan/whatever that is getting all the press over the last few days. ZoneAlarm is the only piece of “security software” that I really run on my computer. I mean, I also have SpyBot Search & Destroy…but I rarely use it. Last time I ran it, it had been like 437 days since I last ran it…so yeah…”security” and/or “computer security” is not of great concern to me.

Anyone stupid enough to risk prison over hacking this piece of shit computer? Yeah…yer a dumbass. There ain’t nothing on it worth stealing, it’s an old computer running outdated software (Windows Vista) and if anyone wanted to break into this crappy shitbox, they prolly could with ease. I mean sure, there’s crap on here that I would miss if someone decided to arbitrarily h4X0r my ass…but what am I gonna do? Beg? Plead?

“Please Mr. h4X0r Man or Ms. h4X0r Woman! Please don’t h4X0riZ3 my computar machine!!!”

Go fuck yourself.

You “wanna fuck my shit up” just because you can? Eat shit and die.

^Love & Rockets – All in My Mind^

Speaking of money and/or too much and/or too little…I notice that there was a Tweet regarding a £70k rock in some hospital in England, and a lot of banter about where the money came from to purchase said rock.

Q: I wonder who made that rock?

A: ?¿?

Q: I wonder who made that rock…rock?

A: ¿?¿

I saw a picture of the rock in question, and I gotta say…that rock? It ROCKS!!! Or at least…it looks like it does. That said…I have to question the placement of that rock, as it appears to be on an elevated section of the hospital near a guardrail of some kind.

I mean…couldn’t small children or midgets or dwarves or those otherwise vertically challenged…not stand atop that rock and jump over the guardrail? Hospitals always have crazy people in them who are just looking for a place to die…so…yeah…why help them out? Never mind the fact that I have to question how much that rock weighs and the load-bearing stresses on the flooring over time. I mean…do we monitor vibration in buildings? Do we monitor vibration(s) in buildings all the time? All the time over time? All the times over time?

Meh…who needs excuses.

You only need one.

Something about a camel and its back prolly goes here.
^Barry Obzee – All In Your Mind^

Yeah…I bet whoever made that rock is a crafty motherfucker. I can imagine being able to look at a single atom within that rock from billions of years ago, and looking forward through time, to the time that a bunch of chuckleheads would start bitching about money for computers based on the events surrounding, and up to this atom that is now in this rock that is sitting in some hospital, and the journey and journeys that this atom took to get there.

Not that I think that all atoms are “numbered” in the way and ways that some would like to number them…but yeah…just that…all atoms are numbered. It’s just that they are numbered at little bit differently than we typically think of numbers and numbering, because we as humans tend to include so we can omit.

EX: You’ve seen one vagina, you’ve seen em’ all.

What horseshit.

That “vagina” is attached to “a vulva” and some other pieces and parts in that locale…up to, and including, the woman that owns it.

Suddenly…everything is one to one.

Yep…lotta ones in there.

^Clarence Carter – It’s All in Your Mind^

Wait. Wait. WAIT!!!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE!!!

We have a question via The Whatever However HOTLINE!!!

Q: Cade, how is it that you propose that “atoms are numbered” outside of the numbers and numbering defined in The Periodic Table?

A: GREAT QUESTION!!!

And therein, lies the answer. All you have to do? Look at that Periodic Table. Which atoms of elements interact with other atoms of other elements and when.

I was going to put “Which atoms of elements interact with other atoms of other elements and how” instead of “when”…but as I got to thinking about it, this action/reaction/non-action/non-reaction bullshit is all about time…not matter itself. If one element chooses not to react well with another element, that’s still a reaction. It just may not be the reaction that you are looking for.

I think that once “Science” begins to drop some of its pretenses about matter, “Science” will be able to better add time more efficiently in its efforts…whatever those efforts may be. However, the more that “Science” leave its gadgetry out after including it in? Yeah…the more confused and confusing things are going to get.

Q: Cade, what do you mean “gadgetry”…and what do you mean by “leaving it out after including it in.”

A: Its pretty simple as far as I can tell. You build something to generate fields, and that's what you get. 

However, when you leave the mechanisms and mechanics of “the fields that were already there” that are nested in “the fields generated”, yeah…stacking and layering that exists, and will always exists, even when you attempt to limit and/or minimize this effect/these effects.

Why?…you might ask

Time…yer leaving it out again.

:/
^Iron Maiden – All In Your Mind^

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RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!! RAWR!!!

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From today’s featured article…

The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction – a U.S. fantasy and science fiction magazine first published in 1949 by Fantasy House, a subsidiary of Lawrence Spivak’s Mercury Press.

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Francis D’Britto – a Catholic priest, writer, and environmental activist from Vasai, Mumbai. He is the author of the Subodh Bible, a translation of the Bible to Marathi.

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Institute of Highway Engineers – the professional institution for practitioners in highway and traffic engineering offering Engineering Council registration and professional development support.

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1927 in association football – The following are the football (soccer) events of the year 1927 throughout the world.

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Poimapper – field data collection, sharing and analysing software.

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Stella Maris Airport – an airport located near Stella Maris, on Long Island in The Bahamas.

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Mbarara Northern Bypass Road – a road that bypasses the northern part of Mbarara City.

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French cutter Espion (1781) – launched in 1781. The British captured her and took her into the Royal Navy as HMS Espion. The Navy sold her in 1783.

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Wilhelm Henie – a Norwegian sportsman and furrier. He was track cycling World Champion in 1894, and competed at the European Speed Skating Championships in 1896.

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Afghan cricket team in Pakistan in 2013 – visited Pakistan from 6 to 13 February 2013 and played a series of limited-overs matches against the Pakistan A team and some regional sides.

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Solomon Nightengale House – a historic house at 429 Granite Street in Quincy, Massachusetts. The 1-1/2 story Cape style house was built c. 1820 by Solomon Nightengale, whose family had owned the land since the 18th century.

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Princess Ragnhild Coast – the portion of the coast of Queen Maud Land in Antarctica lying between 20° E and the Riiser-Larsen Peninsula, at 34° E. All but the eastern end of the coast is fringed by ice shelves.

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Four Holy Cities – the collective term in Jewish tradition applied to the cities of Jerusalem, Hebron, Safed and, later, Tiberias, the four main centers of Jewish life after the Ottoman conquest of Israel.

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Neal Du Brock – directed the world-premieres of many important plays including Edward Albee’s Box (play) and Lanford Wilson’s Lemon Sky (starring Christopher Walken and Charles Durning). He worked for many years at the Studio Theater and Studio Arena Theater in Buffalo, New York.

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Robot Communications – a Japanese independent animation and visual effects studio founded on June 3, 1986, and based in Tokyo. It won the 2008 Academy Award for Best Animated Short Film for La Maison en Petits Cubes.

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Combination classification in the Tour de France – the jersey in the Tour de France worn by the leader of the combination classification.

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I bet I could win the Tour de France if I had a bicycle. I’d prolly win last place, but yeah…I could prolly also win first place. I mean…if you have a right to be there, you have as much chance as anyone at winning, right? I wonder how one goes about getting on the list to compete in The Tour de France? Prolly has entry fee. That includes me out. :/

Actually, I have a bicycle. Two even. They both have flat tires tho.

^Mariah Carey All In Your Mind Live Acapella HD SNL 1990^

I guess if you think of particles in a chain, or particles in a chain or chains, that’ll help. But just keep in mind that numbers are going to go from very small, to mind-bendingly huge, real fucking quick. That’s why I use a -1/0/1 base…it helps to keep my head from folding when thinking about the number and numbers in these chains. Zero (0) helps us avoid zero (0)…if that makes any sense.

Think of it like this…as we approach zero (0), there is little difference between 0 and ∞ on either end.

Meaning: “the nothing” on one end, and “the everything” on the other.

They are both everything. It’s just that one is “everything something”…and the other is “everything nothing.”

Make sense? Good. Let’s continue.

We avoid zero (0) for a reason. Reasons, even. This is where our “flips” are going to happen.

This way here...that way there.

But you also have to keep in mind that at some point and points, we are going to see zero (0) again, even when traveling through “everything something.”

If you think of weavers and weaving, and rings… Yeah…lots of weaving and flipping.

The difference is, that sometimes a thread or string may return to its point of origin, and sometimes not.

Keep time and times in mind here, and this concept may not seem so strange, foreign, incredulous or impossible.

Add stings to the strings…and you’re ready for loops.

Just remember to wet the thread before threading the needle.

Friction...is all.

Keep your “infinity” at both ends of the -1/0/1 set, and you’ll never forget that all in the set are both infinities AND infinite. But yeah…you’ll forget. But then you’ll remember you forgot.

^Chris Miles – All In Your Mind (Prod Blended Babies)^

Q: Dude…so what are you saying about zero (0), and more specifically, what are you saying about “nothing”…or at least, “the concept of nothing.”

A: Everything. The everything that is nothing, and the nothing that is everything...BOTH...at the same time.

Think of it like this.

Everything = Everything. (-1 and/or 1)

Zero = Anything.

The machine that makes the machine.

A system, within a system and system of systems…whose sole purpose, is creation, retention, preservation and reorganization. It’s really not that difficult of a concept to understand. Explaining it on a Universal scare tho, yeah…difficult.

I can see it, and if I took the time to learn the math I could prolly explain it using that method…but I’m not gonna. Math and maths and mathematics alone are too narrow and limiting. One might even begin to think that mathematics might be the exclusive province of “The Realm of Zero”…but that’s not the case. It may be “a” case…but not “the” case. You have to keep in mind that IN = OUT is not always true, and sometimes never true. You are painting with entirely too broad a brush. Seeking perfection via imperfection is like stumbling over diamonds to get to gold.

Perfect + Imperfect = Perfection.

There's a verby kind of action to that verbiage.
^Snowgoons – “All in Your Mind” feat. Viro The Virus [Official Audio]^

I’ve mentioned that my father was a mechanic. He was a race car driver and mechanic, but he worked on industrial sewing machines as his trade. He had rough hands. VERY rough hands. Hands that were akin to a baseball catcher’s mitt, that are made out of some metallic/carbon fiber material that fell to Earth from outer space. His hands were constantly covered in chemicals, and greases, and oils, and cleaners, and all kinds of crazy shit…and yet, it was as if his hands were made of iron. Never mind that the motherfucker was 6′ 1″ @ 240 lbs, had a really bad disposition, and could bench press a truck. I guess that “day to day” of working with tools and metals and injuries and all that shit takes its toll.

FYI…his hands were not “leathery” nor “calloused” in the usual manner in which we think of the hands of working people…they were more like iron. He used to tempt me into “trying to hurt him”…all the while, taunting me with “you can’t hurt steel.”

Q: If you wear shoes all day, every day, what effect does that have on the epidermis of the feet?

A: ???

Q: What about the shoes + socks and/or hosiery?

A: ?

Yeah…the shoes that I currently wear (when I wear shoes) are kinda different. They have no arches built-in to the insole, therefore, my feet and their arches have to do the work. The manner in which I lace the shoes also helps, as it puts the pressure on the shoelace eyes, instead of the center of the top of my foot where the laces cross. Not that I have any experience with massive callouses on my feet or anything…but sitting at a desk all day wearing laced shoes or tight fitting shoes under the additional circumstance of having circulation to my hips legs and feet cut-off or reduced for 6-8 hours or more per day? Yeah…I think there might be some connection there with some issues that some might have, and being “erogonomically aware” might just have the effect of “economic viability” as well.

^Beck – It’s All in Your Mind^

I shudder to think about a woman’s legs, simply because they shave them. That is…assuming that they do shave them. I wonder if businesses expect women to shave their legs and/or arm pits?

I digress.

Anyway…yeah…even tho I am very hairy, and even tho I don’t shave my legs/never have shaved my legs, my legs had gotten to the point to where they had very little hair on them at all. Not that I was required to wear pants, nor even that these pants rubbing on my legs daily caused the hair loss. I am in proximity to power lines most of the time, and regularly smoke crack when I am not shooting heroin…so its prolly that and not the pants.

I digress again.

The hair on my feet? It ain’t there no more. Well…there are some small patches of hair here and there that make my feet appear as if I spend time tiptoeing through nuclear waste or toxic chemicals of some kind…but it’s strange that where there was once hair…it’s no longer there. Thinking about the sensory input provided to us via hair…I guess I don’t need it anymore.

Anyway…legs….that are shaved…daily…there’s GOT to be a better way.

And I sure as SHIT ain’t thinking lasers nor laser hair-removal.

Not that I am telling you what to do or not to do…just…thinking out loud.

^Moog – All In Your Mind^

I gotta give some mad props here to K-Swiss for a type of shoe they make call “Tubes.” I dunno if they make them anymore, but these shoes saved my feet. The lightest and most airy/breathable shoe I have ever worn, and the spongy action of the tubes in the sole helped teach me how to walk again. I tried to look them up on their website, but I couldn’t find the particular kind that I used to wear. But that’s them in the picture above. They make you think about your legs more than your feet. Almost as if to say “if the legs do what they are supposed to, it’s easier to figure out what the feet are doing and how they are doing it.”

The Converse All-Stars that I wear help much in the same regard. Except to me, the Converse help you to think about both your feet AND your legs, and what they are doing as it relates to your back and shoulders. We tend to ignore the upper-back and REALLY fucking ignore the shoulders. Being an asthmatic helps me think about those things. Especially when you are having an asthma attack, and it feels like every muscle in your body is working in unison to help you take that breath and/or exhale it.

Ya rly.

Sounds nutty…but so is Asthma.

^STRAY / All in Your Mind^

If information within the body is having difficulty getting to where it needs to go…

Q: Does the body adapt?

A: ???

Can it adapt…might be a better question. But not really. I mean, we know that the body can adapt, but what is the result of that adaptation? Does this mean that the body “is adapted?” Or does this mean the body “has adapted?” How about “a body?” Does this change in verbiage mean anything to anybody? 😉

Oh…and while we are thinking about it…”what about “coping?”

There are many things in life that make sense. But that doesn’t mean that things will turn out as you have planned it according to “making sense.” Such as, punching a steel plate for hours on end each and every day, with the hopes of making your fist stronger/harder.

Pan Qingfu

Just keep in mind that there was and is, a lot more going on there in that someone’s life, than simply “punching stuff.”

^The Partridge Family – It’s all in your Mind^

We are limited does not mean that we have limits.

We have limits does not mean that we are limited.

Put those in whatever order you prefer, then mix and match at will. If you live your life by one creedo or one rule, or one rule set or one set of rule sets…erm…doesn’t that kinda…limit you?

Welp, the short answer is both yes and no. Mainly because, I don’t live in your skin nor do I want to. Neither do you live in mine, so now we come to edifice(s) and standard(s). Which means we gotta progress to and through application and applications. Are we doing that? Are we doing that properly? Yeah…I dunno either.

If this were a popularity contest, you wouldn’t be reading this right now because I wouldn’t have written it. I’ve never been popular and I never will be popular, and I, as a person and individual, am OK with that. But there is also nothing wrong with popularity. Popular people are typically popular for a reason. The most prominent being…you made them that way. So what’s your beef with popular people? Oh…when they become “too popular?” Describing description is stupid. Beyond description maybe. I dunno…give it a whirl. Maybe you’ll come up with something groundbreaking or earthshaking or whatever.

^Douala – It’s All In Your Mind [BLORP]^

We interrupt this themed song sequence to bring you a video of airplanes sliding around on ice.

^Plane sliding on ice | Aircraft skiddin on ice^

So the other day, Whatshername casually mentions that she thinks that she has found a den of human trafficking nearby. The logic being, that her sister went into this particular shop, and “the people were creepy.” She went on to say that she was SURE that there were people tied up in the back of this shop…and yes, she was serious. So I guess that her and her sister have started their own private investigation into the goings on at this shop, irrespective of the business that transpires there daily, which they appear to believe “is just a front.”

I asked her why she didn’t call the cops if she felt that strongly about it, but she mumbled something about our children and basically changed the subject. I guess I don’t understand. I didn’t press her about it, but I made damn sure that she knew that I was not happy with her accosting me regarding my thoughts and opinions on her and her sister’s crusade. Not like she knew that I would be a good “devil’s advocate” on the part and portion of all involved, but no matter how much I pleaded with her to leave me the fuck out of it because I don’t share her paranoid view of “the world”…she pressed me.

I cannot help but think about “false accusations” and the damage that they can cause, nor can I not help but think about my experiences working within The US Customs Service and a lot of the shit that I saw go on there, all in the name of security, rules, regulations, and the strict adherence to the following of these.

Lotta damage, damages and damaging there.

😦
^George Decker – All In Your mind^

I asked her “what if you’re wrong?”

She did not like that ONE BIT.

But then again, she’s been reading all of these detective novels lately, and she is constantly trying to solve mysteries. Just keep in mind that she reads the last page of a novel first so that she’ll know what happens.

(There is not a "roll eyes" smiley big enough, nor descriptive enough, to go right here.)

Yes or no…she wants to know.

Not that I blame her. Bad stuff is bad. But when I took it even further and asked her if she’d ever heard of something called “The Underground Railroad”, yeah…she REALLY fucking hated that. Never mind that I hated being included in a conversation that I didn’t want to be in.

I don’t understand why someone would want to talk to me, if they didn’t want to hear what I have to say.

^New York Express “It’s All In Your Mind”^

That’s the problem with mysteries tho.

A)     What if the mystery has already been solved?

B)     What if there is no mystery to be solved?

I cannot help but glance over at the stack of divorce papers that is sitting to my right.

Is “what went wrong” important?

Or is it more of a matter of “it went wrong” that matters?

Prolly both.

^Bam Boo- It’s All In Your Mind (THIS MIX)^

I’m gonna stack up four songs here if that’s OK with you.

^Echo & The Bunnymen – All In Your Mind^
^The Movement – It’s All In Your Mind – From The “Outrage! EP”^
^Swing Out Sister- All in your Mind^

And now I’m gonna interrupt that 4 song spree, and just doo 3.

Not that I am suggesting that “holding your bowels” while at work is going to cause you issues. But what if it does? One of the first things that my last GI doctor asked me was…

Doctor: Are you an intense person? As in very meticulous and detail oriented? You know…anal?

Whashername: Yep

Yeah, Whatshername was there for that visit, and she didn’t hesitate in answering for me. But as the doctor explained, the bowel can and will draw up into the body sometimes. Seeing that I had already explained to her that I had previously had my esophageal sphincter medically stretched twice previously, I think the doctor was under the impression that there were some motility issues within my gut amongst the smooth muscle tissue(s), especially when you factor in my navel hernia repair and my back/spine/neck issues.

Sitting in a chair, only to stretch out for a short period, only to return to the same chair for another length of time…yeah…I think there are some issues there. And don’t give me this “THIS IS THE WAY MY FATHER RAN THIS COMPANY, AND HIS FATHER BEFORE HIM, AND HIS FATHER BEFORE HIM!!!” crap.

Q: Where are they now?

A: Dead? Dying?

I guess maybe their processes and procedures didn’t work so well for them afterall, eh?

^THE SOUL SEARCHERS It’s All In Your Mind^

It’s not that I don’t ponder where things went wrong. I do. But I also don’t limit nor attribute “what went wrong” to just one thing. I don’t think that I am alone in this thinking, I’m just alone in my particular situation. I guess that’s why I try to do as much as I can myself. It makes working on and within a team MUCH easier. Know your part and parts, and you’ll find your strengths and weaknesses. They prolly knew you before you knew them anyway, so yeah…give credit where credit is due. Even if that “who is due” is you. That’s a toughie outside of your own head. But, it is your head. It may even be attached to the rest of you. Maybe not. I don’t wanna judge if you have a detachable head.

^Vanilla Fudge “All In Your Mind”^

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Not to try and break “the music vibe” here…but…the following video came up, and since it’s kinda new-ish, and appears to be made by young people afraid of disease and diseases, it interested me. Not that I have been diagnosed with a mental illness or anything, and not that I am “OK” with that diagnosis or anything, but I am interested in others’ opinions on similar and same “conditions”…how people view these conditions…and what the real point in diagnosing anyone with anything really does for…erm…whoever it does something for.

Yeah…the vid has kinda gotten me to thinking about a cousin that I recently “lost”…and her battle with Leukemia/struggles that she endured. But thinking about a movie that I re-watched last night really gets me to thinking about what in the FUCK we think we are doing sometimes. But…watch the vid below, and I’ll chit chat about the movie in the next paragraph.

^All In Your Mind – A Short Film About Schizophrenia (AAHSFF 2016 Official Selection)^

The movie I re-watched last night is called “Watchmen.” I’ve seen it many times, but it’s one of those movies that never gets old for me. Granted, it’s a fairly recent movie, but I think it one of the best “Superhero” movies out there. Anyway, the bottom line in the film, as I see it anyway, is people and the things that we do. The things that we grab onto, or the things that grab onto us, that ultimately encourages us and drives us to do what we do.

“The Right Way” or “The Correct Way” is always the same way in each and every case. Now it just boils down to the methodology of how we employ this thought and these thoughts. Goals? Not always. Prolly less than we think. Where most see goals, I personally see milestones at best. Reach a finish-line…here, only to seek another starting line…there. I can think of no other reason for achieving nor achievement, than continuance…continuing. And maybe that’s where we sometimes get it wrong and/or right. We are only one person afterall. And the individual must be important…otherwise, we wouldn’t exist nor would the concepts of the individual and individuality exist.

Yep…YOU!

U...are important.

^The Standells: It’s all in your mind^

Jesus…in that previous paragraph’s ending, I bet I sounded like someone standing in front of a mirror giving themselves a pep talk eh? But that was/is not my intent.

I hate talking to myself like that, primarily because I don’t need such pep talks. I certainly did when I was younger and completely convinced that my life was already over before it had even begun. But I dropped all that shit (for the most part anyway) between the ages of 18-21. I stopped looking into the mirror, stopped allowing photographs to be taken of me/avoided cameras, and even when I did need look into a mirror…I avoided looking into my own eyes. I still avoid looking into my own eyes. I don’t need to look in there. I know what’s in there….and no one can tell me otherwise. Yeah…someone might be able to point out something that I’ve forgotten about…but don’t tell me what I can and/or will do with that experience…nor what I will or will not, or may or may not, do with that experience. And I guess that’s really pretty much the only choice we have in life…choices.

What we do…with what we have.

Our only choice…is choices.

Go make some.

Or not.

Whatever.

^All in Your Mind – FINAL STATE (C’est la vie album)^

As I’ve been writing this particular whatever, it seems that Roob has banging out a whatever of her own. My initial impulse is to say that her article is “scathing”…and it is. But the manner in which she tempers her thoughts and her thinking is impressive. Especially as this relates to how she expresses this process in text.

Anyway…there was a video where I had to suspend disbelief for a bit, because I was thinking that “this has to be some kind of joke or spoof or something”…with respect to labeling that some group or groups wants to put on “junk food”.

Um…not everyone has loads of money to eat what you eat sir and/or madam. And as someone who was a vegetarian for a coupla years? Yeah…vegetarianism is motherfucking EXPENSIVE!!! Takes a great deal of time to prepare as well. Not that I mind, since I cook and LOVE to cook…but since when do you care about that? Are you gonna tell me what kind of cookware to use? Are you gonna tell me not to use cookware at all? Are you gonna dictate when/what time I eat at home like you do for me at work? Are you gonna come monitor me and make sure that all standards are adhered to, and punish me when I don’t?

Q: Who is monitoring you?

A: That right...you.

Stop trying to create work for others via your own waistline shortcomings, and we can work on ignoring each other just fine thank you very much.

^J-City – All In Your Mind ft. Lil Cri^

But seriously, I’ve seen the clever quips on Twitter about “the trading card aspect” of the cigarette packaging. But keep one thing in mind as this back and forth progresses. Those are real people in those pictures. Real people with real lives, irrespective of how you judge and jury those people and how they have chosen to live their lives. Especially when you’ve narrowed it down to one or two things. If you’ve gotten that narrow in your focus? Yep…you are prolly MILES from wherever your goals lay. You don’t protect someone by smashing the fuck out of them, nor anyone else for that matter. If you wanna lead by example? Then lead by example, fuckface.

EX: You are a non-smoker and anti-smoking advocate. You decide to start power lifting. You find that you are so good at it, that you decide to start competing. You start to compete, and do fairly well, but you find that you do not have an edge that the other lifters seem to have. You find that you are winded easily, even tho your medical stats show that you should be able to do this/these anaerobic activities with ease. Another power lifter suggests that you start smoking.

GASP!!! ARGH!!! SHUDDER!!!! SAY...FUCKING...WHAT?!?!?!?

Power lifters who smoke to better their performance?!?!?!?!

Yep.

Bye bye power lifting career.

Or…you can start smoking.

!!!Heh... heh ...heH!!!
^Mendo & Yvan Genkins – Its All In Your Mind^

I was just informed via Merovee, that I may have something to offer a discussion regarding the technical aspects of “AI” in regards to some comments made by Vladimir Putin regarding hacking tools and/or computer viruses. I’m in the big middle of this here whatever, and didn’t want to change gears and write some big wall of text over at Frank’s, so I said that I’d think about it and put some thoughts here. Not that what I said over at Merovee didn’t succinctly sum up my feelings on the matter, because it did.

But that’s just it. You put up these imaginary walls that are anything but imaginary, and expect them to somehow become something that they are not. They are what they are…but the intent and intentions behind these walls and their construction? I mean…you cannot expect to perpetuate an idea like that forever, as you have NO FUCKING CLUE who is going to follow in your stead when you have moved on. They aren’t you, and you cannot make them you. The more you try to make them like you, the more distant and non-alike the both of you become. Was Leonid Brezhnev identical to Nikita Khrushchev? Was Nikita Khrushchev identical to Joseph Stalin? Is Vladimir Putin identical to Boris Yeltsin? Nope. They just belonged to some of the same groups.

Similar <> Same
^Jack Teagarden – It’s All In Your Mind^

If you wanna transverse the atomic and subatomic barriers that I believe exist in a realm and realms of information that so exceeds what we believe is possible or even probable…I’ll do it. But my thoughts on information is rather radical compared to the standard model of computing as we know it today with your basic 8086 architecture, or even before and beyond that.

One of the biggies in my life, lies in the musical transition from analog to digital in the realm of amplifiers going from tube to solid state. Especially today with amplifier and effects modeling. The argument being, that one is better than the other. And they are right. But the question remains, which one is right and for who.

Sorry, but I ain’t got $3,000 to $4,000 to spend on a vacuum-tube amp, nor the $800-$1,000 or more to change the tubes if I don’t like the sound. I may, however, have the money to spend $500 on a solid-state amplifier that sounds just as good for what I need it to do. I ain’t gonna be opening for Deadmau5 any time soon, and I sure as shit ain’t gonna be headlining this year’s Lollapalooza. So…why in the FUCK do I need some amplifier “just because it’s the best of the best according to the best guitarists in the world!!!”

I mean…if you can afford it…knock yourself out. I’m a big believer in quality, and I prolly use many of the same brands that you do, and there is a reason and reasons for that.

But I digress.
^The Mangrooves – All In Your Mind^

I simply think, that what we are seeing within the computing world as it stands, is that we’ve hopped from analog to digital, and are now returning to analog to see what we’ve missed.

Welp…what does your machinery tell you? I mean, that’s where the problem(s), if any, truly lay. In my estimation, there is no separation between particle and wave. Meaning: There is no separation between analog and digital, except when and where separated. That was your intent…right? You wanted either analog or digital, you figured out how to do it…what’s the problem? OH! Something is missing?

Again…wasn’t that the point? A filter and filtering that resulted in a filter? Sooner or later you’re gonna realize that the practical applications within the scope of The Universe? Yeah…they aren’t that fucking practical…and yet…they are practically every-fucking-where. All kinds of practical applications for practically anything and everything.

Q: Who have you omitted?

A: Is the answer...you?
^Fat Jon – All In Your Mind^

Yeah…there’s all kinds of “digital” stuff going on in the head and body. But I don’t think those pathways are active in the ways and means in which some might wish to traverse them. Not that I am correct, but think about that like this…if you wish to “get inside someone’s head” in order to know what they are thinking…

Q: Did you ask?

A: Yes.

Q: Didn’t like the answer, eh?

A: No.

Welp…while you are chewing on that…chew on this…

Q: How much of your life and your life’s resources are you willing to spend trying to get into someone else’s head, irrespective of the reason(s) and/or your reasoning?

A: ???

Yeah. You might wanna think that one through. Especially when you realize that even a one way street is both ways under the right circumstances. I mean…you want to be in someone else’s head/someone else’s private space right? Are you taking steps to make sure that no one gets into your head/your private space?

See how complicated this just got? So I got one last question for ya while you are chewing on all of that…

Q: Are you concerned about “mental health issues?”

A: ???

Yep…you might wanna chew on that one for a while. Someone starts hearing voices that are emanating from God knows who or where? Kinda…scary.

^Chimney Choir – all in your mind^

Q: How many “mental health issues” does a dead body have?

A: Is the answer...one?

Q: How many “health problems” does a dead body have?

A: Is the answer...none?

Q: How many problems do the live bodies surrounding a dead body have?

A: Is this question even answerable?

Private Joker: “The dead know only one thing: it is better to be alive.”

Movie = Full Metal Jacket

^Blind Iris – All in Your Mind (Lyrics/HQ sound)^

Yep…this turned into a long one. It’s now 18:43, and I’ve been writing it on and off all day. In between rounds of Plants vs. Zombies on the X-Box anyway…heh heh.

But I haven’t jerked off yet today. And although that activity may seem vulgar, and my talking about it may seem crass, it IS a function of the body is it not? Isn’t there a scientific principle that espouses “use it or lose it?” And isn’t that scientific principle nested within the concepts of evolution, adaptability, mutation and change and changes and a bunch of other shit?

I mean yeah…I’m certainly not going to be getting laid any time soon, assuming that I ever get laid again in the entirety of the remainder of my life. But she doesn’t know that I think like that. Whoever she is, if she’s out there, she is gonna expect me to fuck like a champion on the very first try. I may not get another chance if I don’t. But then again, maybe she’d be understanding to my plight and personal situation. Not like the first time having sex with someone is, or can be, awkward or anything.

I have no idea what I'm trying to say here.
^Dennis Yost & Classic IV – All in your mind^

So yeah…basically? Artificial Intelligence…there is nothing artificial about it.

That is, unless you, as the designer, are one of those fake people who do stuff just so people will like you. In which case, yeah…there might be some artificial colors, flavors and sweeteners in there.

That said…if “an artificial intelligence” was loosed somehow on The Internet…

Q: How do you know that it wasn’t there all along?

A: ?¿?

Yep…I’m suggesting that maybe you expand your thinking beyond simply…

“WE CREATED IT!!! AND IT’S LOOSE!!!”

All kinds of paths and pathways, and this Universe has been around and “at it” for a while…so…yeah. All kinds of possible possibilities that are probable if not likely.

/me shrugs

You asked.

/me shrugs again

^The Soul Angels It’s All in Your Mind 1969 Disc 1 Track 19^

One of these days…I’m gonna have to do a themed based whatever. Or find some trend or theme or something so I can better focus and organize my crazy lunatic mind.

Imma make a note real quick here to do that sometime in the future.

I wonder what “theme” I should choose?

Meh…I’ll cross that bridge when/if I get there.

^SPC ECO – All In Your Mind (2016)^

cYa | cFa

^SPC ECO Delusional Waste^

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Goofy smoker

*Keep ’em coming, Clicky…*