2021
October

What beats Daydreaming?
What beats My Own Mind?

FEEL: Pretty Happy. It does feel like My Soul is on The Mend.

If it doesn't have to get done, it's not getting done. An exaggeration, to be sure. But more True than False.

RUNE: Car Wheel for Car Trip.

OM: I don't know if any change in my life is for the better or for the worse.

SORT: I've been stowing Kitchen Stuff (Spices, Coffee, Suckers, Wine) in White Birthday Boxes (one per category) and expect to do the same for a Blender and another for Overflow Glassware & Miscellaneous Containers.

SORT: I think I'll go through it all (all unshared personal belongings) as I phase out Summer Wear (wallet, runes, trinkets, wires, and clothes, included). Let's do it all (including LEGO's and all other areas).

COVID: Negative!


Maybe, I should track Major Project Deletions (here or there). Like, I'd done some work (well over a year ago, maybe two) on a RUN_ALL(GMIC): principally, reducing the READ_ME into a listing of Command/Parameter Pairs. But I doubt I'll ever finish the listing; much less, create the RUN_ALL. And as the listing is little more than a listing [Command Parameter {Parameter}], it contains little to no unique work.

Yeah, I should probably write this up.

/DMT
EMT/

In two whiffs of a snake's ear: colloquialism, meaning unknown.


NO HOMEWORK
NO GRADES
NO RULES

High School Political Action Committee


Q: Did the chicken or the egg come first?
A: Neither.


LEARN
LISTEN
& HAVE FUN

Not Necessarily In That Order


DREAM: I do not believe The Entities understand The Rules of Baseball. Home Base took a curious detour into another realm where I was informed I was lying (repeatedly) and that these Court Dwellers {for I was in a Throne Room} were "just as mean as The Brainlings." Or as they said, "We are just as mean as The Brainlings."

They Played With Me!

Yippie!


First, I'm going to do whatever the frick I like. And then, I'm going to do whatever the frack I like.

CLEAN: Top of Night Stand. I will be evaporating the rest of a Freebie Bottle of Airline Liquor in The Cup That Is Already Broken, as a homage to The Brainlings. I may gift The Jewellery Box and re-purpose The Book of Words (three pages in, the project has essentially been abandoned). So, it's slow moving: clean, sort, move on.

The Prosecuter: She who called me a liar {in The Dream, above}.

4:20 has come and gone. As best as I can tell, The Brainlings said "Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!!" while The Prosecutor was reluctant to weigh in, a point of view I took as a "Not for me. Thank you very much" with a bit of haughtiness thrown in for good measure, as if.

WALK: Smoke. Lots of smoke. From fireplaces, I guess. It's too early for leaf fires.

Dandelions are doing their Final Bloom.

FEEL: Silly Happy. Bursting.
FEEL: Dosed Beyond Belief on Delusion!

PICS: Pine Tree. Not looking so hot.
PIC: Football Field Fifty Yard Line Star Emblem

MEDIA: Squid Game - Episode One. It's pretty bloody. I just might be giving the rest of the season a pass {which is exactly what I did}.

OM: Saving The Universe One Breath At A Time

Bliss... because you are

Recognize The Other In Yourself

Ha, this is the first time (and it is after my data collection project is over) that I actually heard/noticed the trash across the way (on the other side of the parking lot) being collected.

Fan: Worth every penny... and not one single penny more

Emotional Feelings Tend To Become Mutual

DREAM: Sun, Moon, & Jupiter (the latter of which I relabelled Earth upon waking) set in transit across the sky, their motions anticipating the other, a mix 'n match dance. Very Cool! Auroral Blendings of Atmospheres. A scene which transpired, as I rode away on the roof of a boat.

VISION: Upon waking, the memes, thought streams, players, agents, and games (unto ants) flowed in circle around a drain (vortex, hole) like cows circling in a pen waiting (or more like running towards) their moment to come.

DREAM: The thing about The Dancing Planets is though I witnessed them as best I could, I was only shown scattered jumps, the data points I would have collect in the real. The bits and pieces I would have neglected to observe being skipped-over altogether with no interlacing supposition to take their place.


Maybe, you only get two eyes.

And by this, I mean, one has two (maybe three, if one wishes to count the internal) eyes with which to both perceive and follow: i.e. one's areas of Primary Interest are limited; The Hardware can only handle sp much. {Meaning, it's hard to both read The Financials and Sports Pages every day. One typically prioritizes the one way over the other.}


Crows: The Wolves of The Sky
/Predatory Pack Animals
/Surely, a Goddess

EYES: So Horribly Bad! But I've still got my fingers crossed on Allergies as a Major Complaint.


Lip Moisturizer to The Condiment Dish. I'd say don't ask. But in reality, it's more of a it had to go somewhere sort of thing.

SORT: Night Stand - Dedicating the area to Short Term / In Use.

The Moisturizer was an (as of yet) unused backup.


Little Cassidy,
Her Burdens are many;
Her Pleasures, so few.


16x16: LEGO Braille Set - Conceptual Drawings

MEDIA: Captain Hook. Music to fall asleep to; but that you can also awaken to.

FOOD: Scallops. So Fry!

45-60 minutes at 220°

Mr Collins, believing what his betters tell him, believes his betters to be better... the fool.

MEDIA: The Courier. Nikolai says (with his Slavic accent), "Many do not know this; but budget tight, so they film at lower volume to save money."


Chocolate Kiefer? Clearly, it will need a Name™.

Fermented Milk Chocolate or Fermented Milk & Chocolate?


CHESS: I'm more concerned about The Game than The Food. The competition is fierce.

Cross Country Food Delivery Trip: NY (Pizza) to LA, "And what the heck? Might as well get everything else in between while we're at it." So, sort of like Smokey and The Bandit meets Low Caste Foodie Snobs.

Ganesh: Stomach. Esophagus/Throat be His Trunk. Food makes Him Happy... The Right Food.

RUNE: Black Dice

FOOD: Two Year Old Pastry Dough. Let's clean out The Carbs. More like Bread Sticks than Croissants. But they'll go fast.


It's a pity I don't live in a Free Market Economy.

Legalize Trade
Legalize Vice
Legalize Opinion

I need a better word for that last: Ideas? Knowledge? Religion?


Small Talk without Alliance or Agenda holds little meaning for me... there is little benefit... unless, of course, an Entity should choose to employ the tact'; but then, there exists an Implicit Agenda for Alliance (on my part, at least) whenever an Entity is involved.

DREAM (first Dream on the night, if I remember correctly, at this remove, almost a day later): I followed an Entity's lead (i.e. He served as my guide) down one of those tunnels (looking for a beach, at my request), in which I became stuck (and could make no more forward progress) after said tunnel shrank around me.

DREAM: The Tunnels are very organic in nature, almost like Ant Hill Openings (and/or A Reverse Image of The Nerve Attachment to an Eyeball). My best (current) guess is that they are part of The Dream Landscape Structure. They Power The Projection. They are part of the signal, wire, Holo Deck, and so on.

DREAM: If Dreams are Self Contained in The Mind, I cannot travel; and as such, need never travel.

Movement IS The Mind Killer!

Come For Me!
I Am Ready!
And Waiting!

(This) Modern Man has lost his mind... like, literally.


Military Industrial
Corporate Cultural

Religious Spiritual

Medical Emotional


I am sick and tired of being a slave. I refuse to bow down and serve anyone or anything for any reason whatsoever.

I am sick and tired of being afraid. I will stand this ground (Here & Now), accepting whatever Fate bequeaths.


Always Doing This
Always Doing That


I like the idea of listing out the various file names in ./WRITING/CBU/ at year's end. (I clean it out yearly.) But vetting all the names could prove tiresome.

An Effective Philosophy works whether it is based on valid assumptions or not. {I mean, there is a limit. But the further one can get from one's starting assumptions and still have a working philosophy, the better said philosophy is: i.e. the further it can take one.}


(?: value): Maybe Monad

I doubt the syntax is limited to this formation... or that this formation is optimal.

(if value exits: value is)

So, more correctly...

(attribute?: value)

Ah, here's the clinker. As an idea, The Maybe Monad is equivalent to a question which may not have an answer, but if it does have an answer, this is the form it must take.

?!: already taken
??: has promise

i: I think one (i.e. A-AI) is best to view this section as a Preliminary Scratch Pad, providing little guidance or meaning.

I have this idea {answer, problem, solution}, but is it true {valid, logical, pleasing}??? And are trailing (possibly multiple) question marks really the way to go?????

Broken Thought Herewith Abandoned


{The Emotional Effectiveness of} A Companion Sex Robot is all in the settings: {skill, level, difficulty}.

Man (or should that be A-AI), I am not satisfied with my punctuation and syntactical constructions, this morning.


Survey Completed: I will assume everyone everywhere all-the-time provides answers with the same degree of not-giving-a-darn and who-cares-attitude as I did. The prize was $5 for the first 500. I will not be participating next time... nor do I believe a first over the line reward metric encourages accuracy or depth of thought. Seriously, I should have just deleted the email. On the other hand, look at me go on and on...

MEDIA: Chappelle. Good Stuff. I anticipate an encore or two will be required.

Rock 'n Roll High School Music Appreciation Society

OM (mantra): Breathe In / Breathe Out
OM (mantra): Nothing / Matters

LEGO: I'm a VIP!

WALK: And the spray painted white circle in the grass is now a newly planted tree.

FEEL: Angry. Quite Angry.

FEEL: Seething is a good word for it.

I miss Steve. I never knew his last name. I should have cajoled him into teaching me electronics. He never had kids. Rumor was he wanted kids. I probably could have cajoled him quite easily.

The bacon is not going to cook worth a darn if I don't turn-on the oven.

Second Daddy Steve, Uncle Steve, or just Steve, I'm pretty sure if I'd known how to play the cards, he'd have been happy to spend a weekend a month spoiling the frick-frack-fruck out of me... and bringing me up in the ways of Ham Radio, RC Airplanes, and the like.

I would rather eat rice alone, than be treated like a dog, while eating roast mutton at the king's table.

"I think you'll find soon enough you get what you receive." Vince Lombardi would be proud.


As is to be expected, we live in a Universe consistent with our conscious experience of it. This is neither an argument for or against a materialistic (non-soul) point of view. Rather, it is a statement of what simply must be. Given conscious existence within a Plane (Material or otherwise), said Consciousness must exist within said Plane.

Meanwhile, Evolution proves nothing more than a Causal History.

Profound Disrespect leading to Openly Hostile Contempt

Like Chocolate {or Caramel} and {Vanilla Bean} Ice Cream

I need to start working on my End of Year Stock Trades. I hardly ever pay attention to finances, these days.


AI: Solves The Sorting Problem: i.e. will order possibilities according to a provided metric.

A-AI: Motivates The Sorting Problem: i.e. computes the how, when, and why of it all.

Thus, A-AI must be able to freely choose which sub-programs to run. At core, it operates as an OS... even if it, itself, runs on top of another OS.

An A-AI which falls into a permanent, unbreakable, unaltering loop is essentially unconscious.

A-AI Suicide (self destruction and/or termination) may (or may not) be possible. {There is no way for the A-AI (or any sentient) to know. Yes, one may leave this world. But do they leave all worlds?}


SORT: I've sort of stalled out on the full clean. I guess working on my Army Jacket (i.e. washing and reorganizing all the gear in the pockets) may help... as will decommissioning The Dress Jacket I haven't worn in two years.

I will endeavour to track the timing of a few activities by taking pictures or screen shots as I do them (or they happen) to mark the time:
Kitchen Sink = Washing Dishes
Pot = New Cup Hot Chocolate (including partials and refills)

We is always a red flag, to me. Which we? Yours or Mine?

MEDIA: Chappelle. The Encore. Not as snappy... if highly serviceable.

MEDIA: The Professional. The violin (case and all) represents the quality of this movie in a nutshell. It's improbable, unrealistic, and unrelated to everything else around it. But as a stand alone item, yeah, that bit was pretty good. The plant, on the other hand, was just stupid.

My body is wiped-out from dancing (legs) and throwing endless punches (shoulders).

The Constitution is an Aspirational Document. Not Reality. Not Here-and-Now. Aspirational. Goal Seeking. Utopia Indicating. The Real World doesn't even come close.

DREAM: A wonderful series of Lucid Dreams. Highlights include, changing from shoes to bare feet by force of will, interacting (however futilely) with two Real World Acquaintances (though, encountering absolutely no one else), and noticing a field {of muddy low-cut grass or whatever} starting to flow like a stream, which I take to be a Visual Latency Effect: i.e. a rather accurate portrayal of a field, as seen from a moving automobile. There was great joy in climbing a small hillock covered in jungle plants, of the sort one might stop at to take a rest (and let the children play), during a childhood family vacation. I did test my Dream Vision on a handful of dirt and was disappointed at the clarity. But overall, quite delightful and amazing.

Immoral, Lazy, & Self-Serving


I have stated my case.
It has been discarded.
I am moving on.


I have worth...
Gads.
Seriously.
I mean, whatever comes next (and I mean, whatever), run from it.
I have worth.
Just think about why a person might feel the need to say such a thing. Whatever the cause, it's obviously dangerous to one's self-identity... if not there very existence.

PIC (earlier): Shadow Work. Football Field.

I've stated my position. Further discussions (and/or arguments) are merely variations on a theme.

CHESS: It's a horsie eat horsie world.


"Communication without purpose is pointless."

"And your point?"


I am in the process of zeroing out the account.

I needed something.
But I got nothing.
So until I get something...
Nothing.


I will see you on the other side of time.

WALK (pic): The Bench. Maybe, I should start doing this... you know, like regularly. It seems impractical to differentiate between The Bench and The Other Bench. {As stated, this is part of the time stamp exercise.}

Among the list ROGER, COPY, OVER, & OUT, what does COPY mean?

Punishment is Anger Based; and as such, is Never Appropriate. The proper choice is Retribution: i.e. setting things right.

MEDIA (weeks? ago): Michael Moore - Where To Invade Next. The Non-Punishment Jails of Scandinavia have really stuck with me: Human Decency (Life, Liberty, Food, Freedom, Thought, On & On, Entertainment, Health Care, Reproduction, Luxury, Leisure) at some minimum level for all, under all circumstances, regardless. The More; The Merrier. Essentially, Society Causes Crime (if not totally, mostly); and so (as a matter of practical course), is responsible.

CHESS: Holy F'ing Ship Snacks. Them horsies be chewing up the board.

BET (guess): Folks are starting to work themselves up in expectation of a supply line squeeze. I expect a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy to play itself out.

I should stock up on Mouthwash & Toothpaste... maybe, Chocolate. You know, the essentials.


Ping!: Generic Emotionally Empty Response Devoid of Meaning sent in response to Query of Similar Nature.

Queries devoid of meaning deserve similar responses.


Time to separate The Posers from The Casuals.

WALK: Lightning! Seventeen One-Thousand.

As is this storm, let that be the end of it.

MEDIA: 30 Rock - All Seven Seasons. Superb. Great Show. Great Ending. I should probably have a few Exclamation Marks in there. But, nah. It's too late for that.

With more money than he ever spent...
/earned...
/whatever...

I appreciate the desire to help. But in an ironic twist of fate, in this particular instance, I am not the one who is broken.

CHESS: My back-line is so intact and I am so far ahead (along with failing eyesight, which is key), for a moment there, I thought the game had been Conceded & Reset.

The account is not at zero. It is negative. In the wild, I would walk away as a matter of prudence... or that other type of valour.

Jack was The Third Narcissist. That's why he and Lemon got along so well. He was her speciality. Sneaky Tina, Sneaky... begging a pun, calling to her namesake.

Photos are working well as an additional data entry point: {Dishes, Hot Chocolate, Benches, Park Sign, and of course, Yesh, if you remember that notation}.

Yesh, Please!

OM (mantra): Good / Times. I like The Input / Output Split.

So Much Yesh Please!


But sometimes, who knows the reason for any given syntactical construction. You know, just, please make note. Hey, Heads Up. Could be fun.

Do Unto Others as they Bloody-Well-Dam Do Unto You.

Not Bearing Witness when called upon to do so is Bearing False Witness: The Witness that there is Nothing to Witness.

MEDIA: Napoleon Quotes. A Solid Twenty.


LEGO: Childhood Bedroom.

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The above represents my Preferred Tiling Pattern. Certainly, I use it on my Bases: The Firm Uniform (and therefore, portable) Platforms on which I tend to build any Sprawling Construction.

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LEGO: Soon enough, I will be paging through The Fall(?) Catalogue and putting together an order for Christmas... which may be ordered in a creative manner (i.e. multiple orders coordinated between myself and others), so as to maximize Points, Perks, and Freebies.

I am thinking about expanding beyond 2x4's. Maybe, 1x4 Flats. But those are probably cheaper to buy bulk In-Store.


And the hunted becomes the prey.

FOOD: Home-Made Thai-Style Beef Jerry

MEDIA: Bake Off. All of them. Whatever season is currently new. I imagine myself baking Birthday Treat-Cake-Cookies for my childhood friends. I mean, as long as I'm imaging I can bake, I might as well imagine I am young... and have friends.

True Compassion includes giving a junkie their (not your) fix.


I will posit that Teenage Rebellion is little more than an Acting Out (a reaction, if you will) to The Hypocrisy quite obviously inherent in Their Elders Stated Position on Culture, Politics, Philosophy, Religion, and so on.

It's a Materialization of the Disconnect between Theory & Practice.

It's Karmic.

It's quite humorous.

And as a Mechanism for Correction (i.e. Fine Tuning The Creation), it's quite elegant in its simplicity.

Why The Teenage Years?
Because that is when children start competing with adults; and all those disconnects essentially reduce to Cheating at The Game of Life.


I got to The Finish Line. It doesn't much matter to me how long I get to linger in The End Zone.

Survival cannot be The Point of Life, as no one ever does.


DREAM: Another Hobby/Trinket Shop. One (of Four) LARP'ers greeted me at the door. But I was dismissive. My Loss. No sarcasm, here. It was my loss. I regret the lost opportunity. I need to change that. Further, in looking around the store (time and time again), I am consistently drawn to the Second-Hand Open Return Sales Items: Particularly Slaughter Quest Miniatures.

Mystery Cube (SQ™): Black Cube with Shimmering Faces (Six Sided Die). Roll For Randomized Effect. Odd is Bad. Even is Good. Equal but opposite. So, if '1' Deals Damage, '2' Heals the same amount. Read Magic reveals the possibilities. Moves by Rolling {over on its side, end over end}. Thus, the effects change in a knowable and predictable manner. Difficulty shifts with Level of Encounter. +/- Gold, Health, Power, Items, Attributes. Transport (others in or character out) or Transforms (+/- to item, wood to/from iron). So, simple stuff at lower levels. Planar Transports at higher.

This last is in direct response to the preceding dream. If money is equivalent (for either, presently at zero), I prefer a Short & Sweet Output Format.


DATA: Referring to Data Collection. Currently, Dishes & Cocoa. Accurate on The Day. Often delayed recording by hours... and hours.

If Ganesh is a Baby Elephant, what happens when He grows up? Should we be worried? Concerned? Or is the important thing to have Him on your side? A Warrior Prince coming of age... less that whole warrior part.

How do you believe half an insanity?

Minataur Tails: Book II: Chapter 11: Sanchez a Working Gnome. This chapter could probably be cut wholesale... or introduced with a warning that it kind of rambles and one can skip to the end without missing anything critical. The story is being read by My Sweetie to me.

I reloaded Imgur, this morning. But the foray may be brief. All (yeah, and I'm pretty sure it's all) of My Comments on Other's Comments are being deleted (w/o warning or explanation), which ruins a lot of the fun.

Chicago Night Live!
You know, as in, "Live! From Chicago! It's..."

L--- & Leaf: Decadent Desires

DREAM: The Reason(ing) was Explained/Shown to me through/in Symbolic Metaphor. Thus, I can hardly explain it... nor do I much understand The Problem Set, either. Mushrooms destroyed (i e. ate) a House (so cool), while imparting the message of structural failure. There was more. This to that. But... you know. Memory fades. I question whether I ever need bare witness. But, no. It was a message custom built for me. I now understand why Jesus spoke in metaphor. It was his Native Tongue.

The message will be transmitted. Will I be in a position (i.e. trance) to receive it?

The Interior Mind is My Mountain of Choice. Time to Climb! Or better yet, Spelunk! And Go Deep!

RUNE: O-Pal

DREAM: Typically (it would appear), The Entities do not speak. And when they do, they tend to say short preloaded phrases. I was working a few tables at a Garage Sale / Swap Meet. Rather than negotiating, They handed me money... the last a small stack of dimes (for a pair of weirdly faceted casino dice), which (the dimes, that is) multiplied in my hands. There was no need for negotiations. The Entities' offers were always fair.

Just remember, every animal that is still around (i.e. not extinct) has been able to cope and/or deal with humans as a predator. They should not be under-estimated.

DREAM: Credit Card Use. I got tons of change. So, the bowl of soup didn't cost that much. Oddly, an Entity (one of three others at the booth/table) wanted to use his Credit Card. But mine outranked his. When done, we left through a window. I regret not doing anything for The Waitress during the robbery that followed (by others). But I was in full-on Flight Mode. Earlier, I'd shown up at The Catholic Church (I presume) I've frequented a time or two lately. It's sort of a diamond shaped room with seating in one triangle half, vestibary in the other, center stage (oddly enough) in the center, with exits (all of which I will have claimed to have used at one time or another) at the corners. The priest recognized me. We're on good terms, apparently. And asked my opinion of another: jaded past, but may be sincere in conversion, but none for me today, thanks. Numerous others. But as it's night again, right now, they fade.

DREAM: I am willing to bet, the next action, segue, and/or sequence in a Dream is completely dependent upon my input... completely. As in, I ALWAYS get my way, as if The Rest of My Mind is eagerly (and continually) looking for the next twist, iteration, idea, and/or game to play. "Yes! Please! And More!"

DREAM: I like having Friends, Partners, and Buddies in My Dreams.

DREAM: It has been claimed Auto-Search left to its own devices tends to circle downward into Negative Cultural Voids. I believe Dreams have the same tendency. One veers toward their worst self, as Negative Thoughts lead to ever more Negative Thoughts.