Totally going to ramble this morning, and I'm better now, thank goodness, so I'm going to share one of the coolest Halloweens I've ever enjoyed. Alone. #itwasawesome But real stuff happened, too, and I really did suffer, so the fantastic level was at pure 10.
Up to this point, I haven't been a nether person and avoid portals. I find 'hell' disorienting and get lost.
But this portal showed up by my new digs...
My day started with the dentist. My teeth aren't beautiful, but they are healthy and functional, plus my gums are also still very healthy, which is phenomenal at my age, so I don't mind going in every 6 months for little fixits, like sealing a broken bit or keeping an eye on a teensy spot for a year and a half that finally became a witty bitty cavity.
At first we had no idea who did this, and it wasn't until signs with coordinates were left on a doorstep that we decided to investigate.
I get the epi-free numby shots because regular novacaine catapults me into these magnificent anxiety attacks that make me feel like I've been electrified right down to my toes. I usually take benadryl and extra xanax before I go in to help handle the needle (super aspie's so aspie), and my dentist is unusually awesome with autism spectrum, so over a few years I have really settled for him. Yesterday I tossed around pros and cons of moving a xanax dose up a couple hours, overlapping previous dose, and the result was floating around for a few hours, and thank goodness because this was actually a pretty painful fix, even with a numby shot, and even though it went really fast. I was nearly backflipping outa the chair while the band was being jammed down into my gumline. He said I would feel it later...
Stepping through the portal, I can already see hell on the other side.
I floated out of there and over to Walmart, which was unusually super busy on a Monday morning, so I guess it's official- Christmas is here and the next 10 weeks trying to get a few groceries will be like trying to navigate Silver Dollar City on Memorial Day weekend. But it was cool, I was still numb and floating, looking like someone punched me lightly in the face, which is a great way to deter being smiled at by strangers. I wrote this in 2009 when life monumentally sucked. Smile. You'll feel better. Things are way easier now, but I was kinda loopy yesterday, so best not interact too much.
Stepping through is really dangerous, you get attacked immediately. The first time through, I wound up reeling and falling into lava far below.
I haven't indulged in scented candles in several years, so I picked up a large Moonlit Night (Yankee Candle) by American Home. Oddly, as perfume-y as it is, it's one of the few scents that doesn't start me sneezing immediately, or even at all. I just need to smell something besides my house. I keep airing it out because it's been so gorgeous outside, but my allergies are still going full blast, whee.
Seriously dismal, but I'm getting good enough at minecraft to handle it now, plus with the old server going out soon, we're allowed to switch to creative mode, which I have to do very quickly every time I go either way through a portal because for some reason, stepping through throws me back into survival.
So that numb shot and xanax both didn't wear off until right in the middle of the Gotham live tweet last night, and *wham* that sucked. Instant dragon again for about 10 minutes before I realized and took a pain pill. He wasn't kidding about feeling it later, it's 24 hours later now and my face hurts like crap and I can't take anything yet, so I'm in this weird limbo state where I'm nearly in full shut down trying to stay on autopilot switching from one thing to another every few minutes. I started this post 7 hours ago.
I shared in yesterday's post that we'd been sent on this mysterious adventure to find riches or something. I followed really vague clues and found this place by sheer accident.
And in case you're not ready to be over Halloween yet, here, go have some fun. Tim Burton Illuminati (search list)
And then ask yourself if his 'fails' and 'losing his edge' is really about sales. If you don't see CATCF as a perfect counterpart to AiW, then you're living in a really tiny bubble, because we are immersed and there is no 'out' of hell.
I kept thinking there HAD to be more to adventure than just finding a secret lair hidden in the nether, right? I've been learning how to use xyz coordinates to determine probabilities and was getting pretty good at finding villages and temples like crazy, so maybe I could do the same thing in the nether....
Ok, you found that boring, you need much more difficult gristle to gnaw on. Here, try this. the difference between historical illuminati and pop culture illuminati (another search list) My question- if Illuminati doesn't exist in any real form from any point of view, then why is it so pervasively used? Doesn't that itself cause its existence? Just because it doesn't fit a definition for the 1700's, or just because it's a fictionalized part of our modern world doesn't mean it doesn't exist. For a conspiracy word, this one is about the most pervasively slippery being used at every turn but not really being real. Why are we using it, then? (doublethink) A Brief History of the Illuminati
I personally don't care if there are secret historical ties or it jumped the shark, but everyone seems to be on board this train, so let's just call it what it wants to be called, ok? Maybe someone co-opted it.
Long story short, after a couple of hours of plotting and surveying, a small piece of ladder magically showed up on a block near the lair, and quite simply, I took it to mean 'go up'. I was in creative, easy peasy, just launch up and punch my way through layers of hell, It didn't even hit me I could punch through and get completely OUT of everything. Wo....
You guys didn't see me getting all my dishes done between paragraphs. I don't just sit here and surf.
Someone had been busy! I just sat here sqeeeeing like an idiot, I was so tickled to get to see this.
It was about this time last year that I got called a psycho for freaking someone out. It was a weird friendship, and I'm sure the innocents had no idea I accidentally popped his PTSD cork. If you don't know what I'm talking about, take the blue pill and go back to sleep. Me, I like being awake, and walking among the dead. Ok, yes, even with an outstanding headache from the dentist. Don't scoff, some of you people blowing it off with everyone goes through that. Um, yeah, fine, just spend a day in my body and then go cry on twitter about how much frickin nerve damage is ruining your life. I'm amusing myself through a headache. Some of you will probably never understand that.
Behind the figures were stairs leading up a sort of nether temple mount, and from there I was running around inside the figures (more clues!!!) and back down into the nether through the Outside mountain.
By the way, I'm using a crockpot liner today. I still have fond feelings for him, even if he is still stuck in a blind loop. Apparently a lotta people are. Blame the drugs, blame the porn, blame the music, but if he's not a slave, he's a slaver, and I walked through the wrong door and triggered alarms. I never saw a more tortured soul trained to bolt, unless he's got genius acting skillz, which I doubt, although I do think he's a trained watchdog. I'll be more mindful next time. I know, this blogging out loud stuff is unreal, but srsly, I'm currently eating sauerkraut and hot dogs and about to go fold laundry. It's just a headache.
And then from there I was able to find out how we were being watched without being seen, found more chests (mostly empty), pretty much the remnants of a game not finished. Apparently it had been tried out (the original participants in survival would've had to be teleported to the Outside start point by admins), but I'm betting not completely solved, and there must still be hidden riches of some kind. Why else would clues be set up for us to find? The server is about to be wiped and reset, and the creator of this game probably never saw it finished out. I'm one of the regulars still logging in, and I love tunneling and snooping around other people's stuff. I am really enjoying this game.
You can make a big deal out of symbolism all you want, from any angle. Point blank, all symbols exist, whether humans exist or not. Whether they are mathematical and found in nature or are emotional or spiritual, they necessarily exist because the world is the way it is. Applying mystical meaning to a specific set of symbols is co-opting, adopting them for special interest usage. Historically, the 'Nazi' symbol has been used all over the world to mean very different things by a variety of peoples, but Hitler is the one who made it so famous that it became representative of something forever burned into our brains now. Same thing with other symbols in religions and politics of all kinds. When symbols become synonymous with ideas in your head because you've been trained to associate those symbols with specific ideologies, you have effectively been brainwashed. Everything from there becomes a muddle of string pulling and side taking, sometimes to the point of hate-mongering and even deeply trained fear and anxiety response. When you can walk away from ALL the symbols, you will be free. Nations and religions adopt symbols so people can find their 'kind' and group up, and this has become very fashionable in popular cultures and sales motifs. Guys, symbols are just symbols. If all symbols were taken away from us and we couldn't identify ourselves or other people with them, what would we do? Love each other? Can't have that, can we?
I don't know if Alien will see my note, but I did a screen shot for posterity. We'll always have hell...
I'll probably be listening to this right up through Christmas.
When I say "cryptic" you say "facepalm".
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This has been stuck in my head since Bunny spent the night this weekend. It really affected me as a child, and I guess you can see where the pinkybluejacky thing started. My mom also called me Elephant's Child. If you know anything about Kipling, you know he wasn't a frivolous writer.
Ok, just weirded myself out. Googled 'pink elephants illuminati' and wound up here, here, then here, and it's wild in that last one that the key number is the age I am now and the time of year mentioned is now and I've already written about my own rabbit dream for my beta readers, and so much more in this is waaaaay too close to so much other stuff, too, lol. But seriously, guys, I actually get off on coincidence, or, as I prefer to see it, synchronicity. (Weirding myself out and freaking myself out are two different things. I'm mocking all of this, ok?) (Mocking doesn't necessarily mean side taking or making a belief statement.) (This is not an invitation to get weird back on me. I'm already worn out from growing up with all this.)
Before I go on, lemme remind us all that I was raised by a prophecy and numerology super freak and wound up studying everything I could find in (and getting a degree in) human behavioral studies, philosophies, developmental religious and political histories, and social psychologies. I know all the weird stuff the brain can do. But I also know very well how easily the brain is manipulated. I'm a big proponent of group think and brain training. I know that sounds bad, but we're already doing it, so I say do it right, with human dignity.
Humans are a unique species because we are so easily imprintable with symbolism, and symbolism easily both represents truth and stands in for truth, even when we know it is false, or true but intentionally construed as false, or even openly both true and false at the same time. We see loads of children's stories throughout the ages that deal with this sort of duality, and how we work through the symbolic pitfalls of life to reveal our own self truths, whatever they may be. Part of this journey usually involves excruciating pain of some kind, either emotional or physical or both, because without the pain the journey can't be made in the first place. This almost sounds like a condonement for abuse, but very certainly not from me, unless it's truly consensual. (You might find this idea interesting- Consent of the Governed.)
Anyway, it's almost like the human brain was designed specifically to be malleable to this sort of symbolic layering. The only real question, in my mind, is who gets to be responsible for the overwhelming fallout of this kind of portent if there really is a reckoning? Otherwise, none of the rest surprises me. So many species are behaviorally pattern-printed, no wonder humans try so hard to fit in. We feel lost without a built-in automated program. Everything we do with or against society must be embraced consciously, and for that we suffer the existentialism of awareness.
Basically what I'm getting around to is the idea that symbols themselves (shapes and patterns) are our genetic printing, and the way they are activated and layered with meaning and importance (representing ideas without having to use any words) is how we behave. The shape of a pyramid exists whether humans do or not. The shapes of circles and 5 or 6 pointed stars and crescent moons exist whether humans use them or not. Angles and dots and measurements and counts and the order they come in have always existed (this is what Plato was trying to say), humans have not. To adopt a symbol and call it good or bad and take it for a unique reference means nothing outside of human behavior. To recognize mathematical expression in our universe is simply that, recognizing that it's all around us. To assign particular meaning to it and fight wars over it belonging to this deity or that is purely human. Either God owns it it all, if there is a god at all, whoever he, she, or it is, or it's just someone using symbols to manipulate societal behaviors. Either way, symbols themselves don't have meaning until they are layered and imprinted as having meaning in the brain. Why would it be so far fetched that humans have already long since figured out how to run societies based on this kind of observational science?
I had a chicken who seemed fascinated by the Mystery of the Six Circles.
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The first day she ran into them, she stared for an hour, transfixed as though she'd had a vision or revelation that she couldn't figure out, then came back every day to stare again. What I could never explain to her was that the circles were simply where paint cans had sat lined up together on a board, and all we did was lean the board up against the side of the house. It meant nothing. But to that chicken, that was a very special thing, something not in her genetic inventory to help her catalog and process. She never got over it, and was kind of upset when I finally moved it. It held meaning for her. Somehow, somewhere in that tiny little chicken brain, she was stricken with the awe of something so much bigger than her world, and it opened a little door in her mind that allowed a tiny little thought of something that she could never figure out.
Maybe this is what humans look like to something else who is able to step up above the basic symbolism and meaning thing, but for humans, it is how we survive as societies. Every major house or tribe or nation had or still has their own symbol to represent who they were, and identifying with one symbol or another holds deep meaning to each person's self worth in a very challenging world where identifying with the wrong symbol can get you ostracized, or worse, killed. Still, we all know the basics, like what a lightning symbol means. Lightning is very powerful and dangerous. Dancing with lightning bolts as a sort of sash to share and bind a dancing partner to oneself depicted during a hallucinogenic state is very suggestive of torture. Pink is reality distorted (pink is used a LOT in filming to denote very specific props and moods, sometimes associated with evil or as a soft cover over a darker plot), elephants are in charge. The entire song is delightful in my mind, and probably why I latched onto it in my weird childhood. Anyone who's gone through alternate mind states during heavy pain would be able to float right into that song. Anyone else would just blow it off as weird and say it was the alcohol. And then I say Maybe, but were the writers and illustrators drunk, as well?... Something to think about. You know, because this is supposed to be a children's movie. I didn't know what alcohol was, had never seen a drunk person, and my mom gave up attempting to explain that part to me. Why would it even be necessary for a parent to have to explain that? You don't see stuff like that in kid shows nowadays. It's a transitory scene before the big reveal of new behavior, just like what brains really go through under duress. I think it was very well done, much applause. My tiny brain recognized it exactly for what it was. I just didn't have the words back then to discuss it, or the parent capable of seeing what was right in front of her face- a coping mechanism. Can we say brain training?
So scoff if you will, but like the Cheshire cat, the truth is both right there in front of your faces and yet invisible. At any rate, I was an extremely impressionable child and apparently caught all the innuendo and psychological subtext, because I have survived a lifetime of extreme pain and brokenness kind of the same way brainwashed people survive being brainwashed. I see it all around me, it's part of our culture and has been for several generations, and scoffing only shows how powerful it has become if we can now bring it up openly and not believe it. (Remember, my dad was saying ALL this stuff decades before the general public even heard of the rumors, which should have been impossible unless he's either psychic or experienced.)
But if you want to see a then/now comparison, put this pink elephants production next to Lady Gaga's career series and you'll see all the same stuff replicated- the lightning bolt, the split personalities, two different rebirth stories (think about that one), and much more. It's all there. All this symbolism has been part of our culture since our parents and grandparents were tiny tots themselves. Pretty sure it's not random.
Back to real life. Thank goodness I'm starting to feel better, finally. I still have a few good days left this week to look forward to, yay! (Please no jinxing...) I mean, I still can't do much more than whisper, and my eye is still kind of weird, the ear on the same side is itching insanely waaaaay in there, and I'm not sure my brain isn't part pudding or something, but overall, being able to eat again is extremely awesome. The first thing I headed for this morning was tuna. I'm thrilled to be feeling too hot now instead of freezing and can't warm up.
After taking a month off so I could deal with the intensity of physical therapy, I feel terribly behind in everything. I really don't know how true OCD people cope. I'm only on the fringe and the pressure to get my routine back is enormous.
Blogger has announced it will be encrypted by the end of the month, which probably has something to do with what I was talking about Sunday. Everything is supposed to smoothly switch over to https, so hopefully none of my links will screw up. I must have 200,000 links in Pinky blog by now, lol.
I've got a couple of older posts going viral again last few days, and they're not connecting to anything related to bots now, as far as I can tell. Views are 560 and 487, but blogger isn't lumping the new incoming into the overall 'all-time' totals. I mean, that hasn't hurt anything in the all-time top ten list, but aspienado has hit the number 4 spot (already! only been 2 weeks), but there are a couple others that should have shown up higher ranked than aspienado by now that don't even show up on the top ten list, so the blogger widget code for the all-time top ten must be faulty. I can't express how badly I want to get in there and fix all the math... Anyone can write code, but without rigorous usage and feedback, fancy code is just as mediocre as anything you get at a dollar shop. What's the point of novelty socks that shrink in the wash and you can't wear them anyway. I may hafta look around for a better widget and import it. I'll refrain from going into a widgetbox loss weeping spell again. That was the most brilliant thing ever and they went bankrupt. All the really cool stuff gets mowed over.
I've said yes to a book reading challenge. The book on the left just arrived in the mail. We did a trade off, the book I suggested back is really cool, too. Each pic clicks to Amazon if you want to check it out. Note-I'm not signed up to get any compensation for Amazon link sharing. This is a legitimate reading challenge swap.
Couldn't sit through TV tonight because I'm coughing my head off ever since @bonenado walked in, something on his clothes (dust from work? pollen?) set me off really bad despite all the zyrtec and benadryl I'm taking, so we're on our computers and probably calling it quits pretty soon. I've tried several times today to catch up on at least some of all that lost sleep, but not having much luck yet.
Feelin' silly. Need to get away from those pink elephants.
Cracking up at discovering my tag 'symbols' was always spelled wrong. May as well stick with what works. :edit: 11-1-16 Fixed it, lol.
This think review is the original, which I'll be copying to SyfyDesigns here.
Pix click back to sources. Ancient Aliens screenshots from my TV will click back to their History Channel episodes that were broadcast.
Very early on coming back out public, I was picked up by a little gang who did Stargate Atlantis (SGA) watches in a chatroom at SyfyDesigns. Stargate Atlantis is the second series in the Stargate franchise, a natural continuation of Stargate SG-1, and a precursor to understanding Stargate Universe. The franchise was based on an original movie that came out on 1994, which itself appeared after a long dry spell in scifi in the movie industry. Despite initial boos from critics, the Stargate movie, a French-American film originally released through MGM, won a number of awards and is considered a break-through film.
Of course, Stargate Atlantis is based on the legends and myths of Atlantis that we have around the globe, and just as SG-1 reimagined and explained the reality and science behind our myths of all the gods throughout human history, SGA reimagined and explained the reality and science behind the legend of Atlantis, which turns out to be a very real city that once existed on earth, but actually built like a spaceship that could pick up and leave, and wound up deep beneath an ocean on a planet in another galaxy. An SG team is sent to investigate after discovering clues on Earth, and the series rolls out from there.
The entire Stargate premise starts out with and heavily relies on pyramids, circular stargates, and loads of symbols. While the show looks to be about the gods that star in our myths, the undercurrent is always about the gates themselves, the advanced technology, translating the symbolism from other languages, and how our world militaries learn to cooperate while building trust and relationships with other races of beings in our universe. There are good guys and bad guys, ultimately explorations in points of view since good and bad become smeared, and also the gods themselves, but this kind of stuff happens in scifi shows across the board, so I'm ignoring it here. I'm not going to discuss characters and plots and the entertainment industry. Rather, I'm going to discuss reality and how fiction fits into it, particularly the Stargate franchise and our Atlantis myths.
Our Earth has real pyramids. Lots of pyramids. Lots and lots of pyramids. Just about anywhere you go on our planet, we have pyramids. Sometimes they're called mounds or temples, but oftentimes we find that they are really pyramids. The funny thing about these pyramids is that they seem to line up with constellations, they seem to lay along ley lines, and they have been permeating cultures time out of mind. They are utterly mysterious, making no sense, relics seemingly without purpose, and if you're keeping up with the archaeological sciences at all, they are turning out to be very, very cool.
The creepy thing about the Stargate franchise is that they were using pyramids complete with accoutrements for entertainment before some of these things showed up in very real science. While Star Trek gets a lot of credit for pre-inventing our modern tech, pyramid discoveries are flying under the public radar, and they're way bigger than automatic sliding doors and cell phones. If you were to check on all the latest pyramid science buzz going on around the globe and then go back and watch the entire Stargate franchise, the hairs would go up on your arms and neck. Real life is getting spookier and way more entertaining than all the scifi out there. Guys, we are living it.
Right off the bat, I want to bring up the SG-1 episode where a scifi show called Wormhole X-treme is based on the Stargate program using leaked info, and "The Air Force had decided that while being a breach of secrecy, the show could prevent any future leaks of information about the Stargate program from being taken seriously." This is not a new idea. I grew up alongside the entire Star Trek franchise, and I'm not the only person in the world who feels like it was a great way to not only get ideas out across all borders and boundaries, but lead the way into a new kind of world cohesion in the form of fandoms. I don't know whether that was intentional, but I believe it certainly is now as I watch world sync happening over the Doctor Who and Marvel franchises. Entertainment is leading the way in a new kind of world citizenship like human history has never before seen, and at its roots it started with television shows about star travel.
I'll interject that some of you know I also grew up in a household heavily steeped in end-time prophecy, UFOs, conspiracy theories, numerology, and Atlantis was among that. Because I'm trained from childhood, it's probably natural that I come to the conclusions I do, but I want to make sure we don't beg the question. Which comes first, conspiracy theories or mysteries? Because the conundrums are out there. Blowing off the conspiracy theories doesn't make the very real conundrums in human developmental history go away, and it's very interesting that the conspiracy theories are turning into very lucrative entertainment nowadays, which manages to both plant more seeds in all our brains and callouses us to taking the questions seriously. All we have to say is You watch too much TV.
On SGA, the SGC put together an international team of scientists and a special ops U.S. military team to travel to the lost city of Atlantis in the Andromeda galaxy. The CGI is fantastic and well worth the watch. The wraith were an unexpected twist and I'm still not keen on them, but the idea blossomed into adaptive DNA and from there I was fully on board. It's really too bad the wraith and goa'uld never meet, that could have gotten brutal. At any rate, humans survive all the obstacles and bring Atlantis back to Earth in the end.
So let's talk about Atlantis. The myth is still very real, kept alive through sometimes bizarre enculturations, but some historians do not discount it. Myths have a way of coming alive through archaeology, and we are living in a stellar century for discovery. Our modern tech and equipment are getting better, our dating techniques are getting better, our historical analysis is finally getting better as different science fields collide and integrate, and most of all, our world sharing in real time is phenomenal. We've never been able to put so many minds to so much work on the same things all at the same time like this before. All these things are very real and ongoing, so to say entertainment is creating a bunch of dismissible hooey is very misleading and exactly what it's there for. One of the big concerns with discovery is how disruptive the truth would be to society, right? We hear it all the time in fiction shows- hide the truth so we don't freak people out. But still they keep freaking us out with some really wild and crazy entertainment, and we're taking that just fine, so I feel like entertainment is either being used to callous us, or it's being used to slide truth under our radars. That's right, a conspiracy theory about entertainment itself. It's not new, guys. I heard conspiracy around entertainment as far back as The Electric Company being used to brainwash the next generation (now your grandparents), starting from childhood, so this is really old stuff. Personally, I'm not against using entertainment to brain train, although it's simultaneously breaking down barriers and building up other barriers, so it's a bit confusing, and part of the growing pains I talk about in other places.
One of the biggies lately is The Curse of Oak Island on the History Channel. That is one of the top ten conspiracy theories worldwide, ranking just under Atlantis and the pyramids. The myth behind Oak Island is that the Templar Knights hid something down a shaft that is so difficult to get to that it's taking years, millions of dollars, and industrial equipment trying to get down there. I'd say this borders on Atlantis frenzy. Growing up, I can't tell you how many times conspiracy theorists erupted with We found Atlantis! and it always fizzled out. Well, Oak Island is still going. It's not fizzling out.
Along the way to archaeological findings are weird conundrums, like some kind of tech in seriously wrong layers of time, which creates all new time travel conspiracy theories, or threatens to shred the human development timeline that anthropologists have already set up. This is nicely explained away in TV shows like Stargate Atlantis, of course, but the fact is that these conundrums still exist whether a TV show makes them up or not. What's creepy, honestly, is when fictionalized TV shows predict real life before real life happens, like an entire franchise spending years brain prepping us for the latest revolution in archaeological thinking, and here is where I intro Ancient Aliens.
Before I go any further, I can't help interjecting that so much of our own space program shares the same project names with entertainment companies, and all these names are from gods that come from the stars. Something to think about. I can't help thinking that documentary style archaeology is supplemental to fiction in a way that continues toward specific concepts being seeded into our minds, since one show is produced by a company that has the same name as a spaceship in another show, and I could really go to town with this if I dragged pop music into it seeming to use prompted buzz words across a number of artists and song titles, like 'satellite'. One could argue that these are all common anyway and therefore not coincidental. I say fine, let's move on.
Ancient Aliens is a documentary series consisting of a team of scientists and historians from all over the world coming together to work on the conundrum that may be behind all other conundrums and may be finding answers by putting pieces of the entire jigsaw puzzle together in a way never before possible. Now that we have satellite views of earth, space telescopes, world class computing, and millions of brains trained to problem solve, we are going back through all the old conundrums scientifically and remapping our thinking. It's no longer acceptable to brush inexplicable conundrums off with the idea that primitive peoples were actually capable of things our modern technology is not. Embracing that as ludicrous is key to moving forward. I can't help thinking what great timing this is with not only the Stargate franchise, but with.... Minecraft.
I'm about to show you something really funky. If you are a minecraft gamer, all of this already looks very familiar. Our world hosts real archaeological sites filled with giant building blocks. Have we come full circle? What do these sites have in common, and how did they spring up all over the world without technology sync? The repeating patterns are undeniable. I think both Stargate fans and Minecraft gamers can appreciate this kind of significance.
But what really tied it to Minecraft for me was this bit.
Much of Minecraft is about block hardness and grief damage, and one of the three specific common blocks aside from cobble is andesite, which can be polished and used in construction.
Minecraft creator Markus Persson is one of those virtuoso kids, a genius already programming at the age of seven. How in the world did a game even come into being that looks like a mimicry of real life Ancient Aliens sites? I myself live in rugged country near state forests, and I can't get over how realistic this very simple concept is. If one really wants to get into conspiracy, one could also drag modern magic and alchemy into the discussion, which is exactly where Ancient Alien technology sent humans reeling for generations, it would seem. I'm sure this is a very odd coincidence, but it happened, and here we all are noticing it.
Back to Atlantis. These are symbols found on a very real crashed craft that was hushed up for years. No one has ever identified the origin of this craft. What is the point? This meant something to whoever put it there.
One of the mantras of ancient archaeological sites is "as above, so below". Ancient builds across entire continents lay out like constellations. Among the questions that instantly invites are why, how, and who in the world even thought of doing this?
Needless to say, I'm very much enjoying the 12th season of Ancient Aliens, click that to see full episodes yourself. Not paid to link that.
So the obvious question I'm leading up to is- Are the Ancients getting us ready for what's really behind Atlantis through entertainment and gaming? Are we being prepared to become world citizens with plug in jobs that include terraforming, big building, and coding? Will our militaries become work units in much larger collections of travelers, and will our ability to problem solve be the standard by which we level up in a new lifestyle?
Maybe our grandkids will have the answers to all this. By then we could all be plugged into the Matrix and never know the difference. For all we know, Atlantis could simply be Earth, lost to the heavens beyond, which cryptically brings up even more scifi shows about hunting for the planet of human origin. Why else would we be fought over and protected from catastrophic events in ancient history? And better yet, why are we so obsessed with it for so many generations if none of this holds an inkling of truth? It's almost like we keep being prompted to remember...
If you don't get the title by the end of this post, it's ok, just free associating after a deep think.
I have been utterly obsessed with this eye for three months. Sorry, left my flash on. It's at the very end of the Sherlock ep The Blind Banker, a wonderfully apt title. Note of interest for actor spotters- Gemma Chan, who played Soo Lin Yao in this ep, now plays Anita in Humans.
This comes from a lifelong obsession with eyes in the first place, but what's bothering me is that this hint at something seems to have been dropped entirely ever since. We don't know if it was washed off, painted over, or remains all these years staring ominously at Sherlock's flat.
I dig around for other fan interpretations and explanations. This one is pretty good (just a hint of what I could be bothering you guys with). Couple of thoughts after reading that interpretation.
1- I'm irritated that Sarah never once thought to simply kick and tip her chair over after being courageous enough earlier to hit an attacker over the head. That was the worst kind of female helplessness I've seen in a long time. She was way too smart for that in every other scene. @bonenado is irritated that John couldn't hang onto her, says he likes Sarah better than Mary.
2- I subscribe to Mycroft being M here, even without having realized the soundtrack themes were supporting this. The second Shan said she appreciated the help getting into the country, I knew it had to be government.
3- The mirroring is probably why I'm obsessed with the entire series. The visual subtext about siblings speaks deeply to the horrors Mycroft finds himself caught up in. That this series could be so thorough and all-encompassing without having to drag through it with conversations explaining everything to the audience is brilliant, and I thank Moffat and staff for assuming we are intelligent. They go to great lengths, and if you like obsessing over details and editing mistakes, here is a fun wikia for you.
Anyway, the eye is a really big deal. I'm not talking about the all-seeing eye or the evil eye motif, which China doesn't have. I'm talking about being marked or tagged, a visible warning. Who did it? Shan and her people were already dead by this time. I've been a triad fan since my first Jackie Chan intro many years ago, and that eye looked more Egyptian graffiti than anything. I wound up in weird places like this and still didn't find a connection. Did Mycroft have it done? If you'd love to lose yourself obsessing over ancient symbols, knock yourself out. I was raised by a man obsessed with numerology and symbolism in prophecy, so to me this is like brain candy.
Lurkers have probably noticed I seem to avoid certain kinds of music vids. It's true I'm not into watching mushy collections of stills, especially when I'm making it obvious now that I have no interest in infatuation (asexual with prosopagnosia, sorry Benedict, love you anyway), but I have collections of music that help me think really hard. It's a sort of brain training technique. I use particular music patterns to push myself to GET TO WORK and FOCUS or to sort my moods so I won't kill people (metaphorically), and I use this mesmerizing rhythm stuff like a string to follow way deeper into my head. I don't watch them, just put my headphones on and think. iio especially is awesome for deeper thinking. But you can watch them if you want.
I was trying to figure out yesterday if I was meeting projections for 2017 so far. This line of thinking is based on having lost one pound in the first 8 days.
Ok, 50 pounds = 800 ounces. Losing 2 ounces a day will indeed take 400 days to lose 50 pounds, which works out to be about a year and a month. My math kind of goes in all directions, as you can see, which is why I can't keep a checkbook.
Noobs- I used to be brilliant and felt quite distressed about dumbing down for a long time, but now it's actually kind of funny.
So I wake up this morning and 4 more ounces are gone and I'm all woah, hoss, going a little bit fast there, aren't we? But we'll see how this next week goes and whether new projections will look more exciting.
Also, I'm still super stressed about s1ep2- Who is M? We have Mycroft, Moriarty, Magnussen, Molly, and Mary. Pretty sure Molly didn't illegally smuggle anyone into the UK and then have a crime boss executed, but any of the rest could have. In my first Sherlock review, I went into a study on symbols. Moffat and Gatiss purportedly NEVER do anything in Sherlock filming that isn't some kind of nod or thread or clue. I have yet to see that painted eye tie in, and it was firmly planted into the story very early on before Moriarty was dead. If they drop that ball, I will be excruciatingly disappointed. I'm wound up so tight over THAT being part of a shoe dropping when we least expect it that I can hardly stand it. But as for last night, every thumb in my house is up for perfect execution. I'm probably more paranoid than Sherlock now, but I can't help wondering if the eye watching his flat was commissioned by the East Wind...
And I'm wound up in general. Last night was the first in a week that I wasn't in bed around 6 p.m., and I guess I've about caught up on some sleep because I've got my Tigger bounce back. Need to get a work out jam going.
Those of you NOT coming in on mobile might be noticing little format tweaks. I've decided I'm in a frickin' good mood this year and I'm done with the getting dragged down stuff. Even when I do my best to shunt it off my main feeds, so many of you are DETERMINED to be a drag that I just stopped even checking half the time. I've had notifications turned off nearly forever now, but just popping on once a day to sparkle a little joy is such a dismal undertaking that I'm not sure how the world even keeps turning. Oh yeah, the real world isn't social media, lol.
I'm barely catching glimpses of the winter olympics, kind of checking on what the gang is watching every night on TV, stuff like that. I miss everyone, but one of the weird side effects of my life getting jerked sideways last year is getting emotionally healthier, so there you go, that's a real thing, social media triggers depressions galore, blahblah. Watched another popular account go ballistic last week being overly tagged in a super massive convo gang on an endless spawn of threads, and I guess it just doesn't occur to some of you to turn notifications off. There is no other answer for that. Some of you saw me writhe in facepalm and fail agony through that, and I'm here to tell you there is so much freedom in silencing the tags.
Anyway, I intend to do a bit more tweaking little by little, since I live here and I feel like remodeling, so if you're coming in sporadically on mobile, Club 2018 is my new thing.
In the meantime, since some of you are bored and the weird stuff gets more attention, here is your next homework assignment.
"In the Eye's original animated incarnation, its center was a camera iris that opened and shut, and the first still version set the Eye against a background of clouds." -The CBS Eye turns 60
And now there are cameras everywhere, watching us.
Maybe it's time to decide what we really want in our lives. Personally, I want a few beautiful days that feel gentle on my soul, and I've been learning the hard way for years that money doesn't buy that, that no one can hand that to me, and that ultimately I'm the one who must find it, create it, and then actually enjoy it. Maybe the hate spew we keep feeling channeled toward is psychological warfare being spun over us by billionaires with agendas. Maybe the depression they create and feed us keeps us all medicated or drinking, both of which keep them rich. Maybe the entertainment lulls us into lives of passivity that go nowhere and we try to feel better buying things. I just know that the longer I'm away from being 'plugged in', the better I feel.
This is a long post coming, and may seem a bit abrupt if you haven't caught up with real time accounts on medias who keep trying to break through both fact checking and birdwatch with actual news in real time. If you're not yet aware that the inauguration was prerecorded and that the first day in the White House was actually from a film set NOT in DC, then you have some catching up to do. But this post isn't about that.
This is about The List flying under the radar. The list of arrests and the consequences. The list of who's gone.
I started working on interpreting this video several weeks back on another blog. I'm sure my current (seeming) misinterpretation of it might seem a bit slow coming (especially since the dreams have been hammering me for months), but the idea very suddenly broke through this morning that Stefani might have been granted (ordered?) to show everyone what's actually behind her real story, and now I'm seeing 911 as the story of the death of the ways of her kind (elitist crimes against humanity), which is delightfully ironic once you know the 'truther' 911 factoids, and actually pretty brilliant. I'll give her that, since I've bemoaned her bland repetitious style elsewhere. Or, the storyboard could have been heavily monitored, you decide.
For those not yet able to wrap their minds yet around what I'm really saying, I don't even know what to explain here because most people will think I'm horrible, but if you really look into the history of the play this vid is based on (and is now exposing), you would feel sick, so it's not me, it's originally the playwrights and entertainers and political/religious grip of control over societies, so I'm not going to worry about whether I'm the one who looks horrible compared to that. I just know this has been nagging at me for a couple of months and I think I finally figured it out. I'm going to keep my original conclusion about the overt layer that no one quite gets, but I'm now adding the obvious, because in all final interpretations of multilayered symbolism, sometimes it just plain boils down to literalism.
So let's look at this very literally. What is really going on in this vid?
Stefani's life is in a wreck. A mysterious observer can see her entire perspective. I covered the pomegranates last time, but if you aren't familiar, they are a 'life force' fruit. Stef is on a bike bringing pomegranates across a desert when something happens and she and the poms are nearly destroyed. Stefani secures product and transport. I'm not sure how literal that is, I'm sure her presence in any given locale is mostly the doorway between meetups, because A-list celebs walk the earth between elite world leaders without raising eyebrows. At any rate, this guy. Pay attention. I can't tell you how many times I missed this.
Later on in the vid, we see that this ankle bracelet is an artistic dreamscape interpretation of a wound her leg suffered in the accident. Everything red in this vid is blood, and there is loads of red. However, the red also doubles for another kind of blood, which isn't as obvious until you follow the literal scenes. I'd like to interject that after Stefani's life was abrubtly scuttled, she most likely went under house arrest with an ankle monitor, like a number of celebs, CEOs, politicians, and religious figures have coincidentally all been dealing with this year. Lotta boot casts out there. Stef was not immune to being ankle cuffed.
The mysterious figure leads the way to what looks like the sort of small Catholic church that you find in the desert southwest of the United States and often see in old westerns. Stefani follows.
One of the biggie central scenes starting off in the tiny town in front of the church was a display of Stefani behind a type of decorative grill that kind of mimics the towers arch doorway of Baal, wherein she does several key poses, including a Baphomet pose. At the end of the display scene, she acts like she is being choked, and looks like she might be mimicking what someone might go through being hung. This brings to mind all those weird red bandana celebrity doorknob 'suicides' where they wound up dead after they started talking about stuff they weren't supposed to.
I have no idea if this part of the vid is a communications device to certain watchers who know things, or if she was told to do this, or if she's signaling that it's all over for her.
👆 This really quick scene caught my attention. In my last interpretation review, I brought up that the wrapped corpse reminds one of the wrapped sacrifice for spirit cooking that Marina Abromavic demonstrated. Marina is one of Stefani's 'artpop' trainers. What is this guy doing in this scene? It's not the last time we see him doing something covert to someone with his hand being hidden.
I'm going to spend a little time on this scene. The veil to the temple is pretty obvious, the sacraments, possibly the 'holy' water. Stefani kind of looks like a temple prostitute/priestess.
When I zoom in on the baubles in the water, it kind of looks like the mysterious observer is in the room watching.
Why are figures hung by the neck at the veil in front of the entrance to the inner temple?
This was a hard snip to get because the constant moving is blurry. It's kind of a what the crap scene. Those rods are bored into Stefani's face, right through cheekbones, all around what would be her sinus and upper teeth. I'm going to get gross and say I've seen actual photos of children who are strapped down in small dentist chairs in big empty rooms, and gizmos are holding their lips way back from their bloody teeth, and they can't move or flinch for all the hardware bolting their faces into position. The first time I saw pix like that, I thought it was some crazy off the wall art. Now I know it's real.
Better closeup. This is a pretty artful version of very bad things that cause great suffering. Again, happening in that little church.
Meanwhile, this is happening on the side of the room while Stefani 'dances', or writhes in agony, whichever you prefer. The 911 priest and the political ruler both have their eyes covered.
They are in the same room with the writhing sufferer, hinting that they are very aware this is going on. Stefani is seen now in front of a big cauldron, presumably into which blood is drained. I've seen exsanguination rooms. This is a bit fancied up. Desanguinating victims has a very long, dark history.
Oh, look, now the ruler is being given something to drink from that special cup while a pope stands by doing things with a mirror. Is she literally playing the black pope? There is a very long, dark history behind that, too. Interesting that the light flashes as the blood is drunk. Perhaps this is a spiritual ritual with the one who is called the light, but he's not really.
And then the mirror looks completely devoid of any reflection. Is the soul gone? Can one even still have a soul after drinking the blood of tortured victims?
There's the ankle bracelet again, and this time Stefani is leashed. Of course, in the video, that represents her lifeline back to the paramedics, but I'm pretty sure this scene is doing multilayered duty with a handler who won't allow her to escape even through death. If you've watched all her vids, you know handlers were an early theme.
Oh, look, the water again. And the soulless pope person. No idea why, but the baubles are making me think they look like tiny islands now. Could be a whole other intent in the perfect circle that follows them around.
I can't tell if the mysterious observer is reflecting in the baubles again. Is that pool full of little baubles? Are those souls? Does the 'light' hold them prisoner?
So Stefani is forced back to life all covered in blood, the handler (looks like some kind of mercenary voodoo doctor) shows us he has that rope and the cauldron is outside now, right behind him, so he's in control. The pope is passive.
Baphomet hand signal. She is now in allegiance. The tree sprouting from her head is the Kabbalist tree of life, the DNA of the children of the chosen elite who 'feed' their families. The bloody bracelet, the bloody ring, all signals that Stefani is now controlled.
I can't tell what this is on the necklace.
👆 THIS. 👆 What is happening? The mysterious observer is leading them all through the town, carrying the New Mexico state flag? Why New Mexico? There may be several meanings here. New Mexico is where Epstein had his big pedo ranches that met up underground with tunnels coming over the southern border. The flag of New Mexico also carries a very unique symbol that means stuff. You can go learn about the Zia sun symbol. Is the mysterious stranger part of this? Hard to say at this point.
Now we get to some really interesting visuals. The pope figure handling a snake? Well, later in the vid she's a paramedic, and we know that snake/staff symbol, but don't stop there! A number of people have been remarking last couple of years on how much the Jesuit Pope's audience hall resembles being inside a snake head, as well as noticing the Pope hosted a snake god at the Vatican...
This scene is super special. We have the cartoonized version of the 'real story' on a wall behind Stefani, again being tortured. As the handler's arm disappears up her robes, she goes into convulsive shakes, presumably in a great deal of pain, and now the rods are bored into her head. The pope sits passively by holding a snake out. What are the igloo-like domes? Are they tunnel entrances?
Once the handler is done and the convulsions stop, Stefani grows very calm and blank. The calamity on the wall might be representing what we'd see on our news screens, explaining the cover story.
I wanted to pay special attention to this shot, so I filtered it. The handler is wearing a triple X ring, pretty sure we all know what XXX means. His hand is over her heart, symbolically he now controls what her heart wants. I made a comment in my last review of this vid that the rods in Stef's head look like a network of antennae, which I'll now say goes well with her being a designated public figure linked up with our elitist world leaders, especially in the U.S. government. I also asked if those were the tens horns, like in Revelations, which is really eye-opening when you think of horns as antennae, possibly satellites. The handler, under the authority of the Vatican, controls and manages Stefani, who in turn works for the political elite. I shared this pic, also.
If this is your first MK Ultra reveal (mind control programming), yes, it really is this bizarre, except that artful interpretation of it makes it more surreal. You can see the now controlled Lady Gaga reaching for the persona they want her to put on for the public, represented as an outfit. It has a domed headpiece mimicking the Pope's headpiece. The handler's hands look like he's guiding a puppet on invisible strings.
And we see her doing this in concert a lot, too. We are made to think it is her will to show off and be in the spotlight doing over the top things, that she is directing all of it. Pretty sure much of that is a cover.
Just before scene change we see that Stefani has become as passive as a cow, close to her watchful handler.
And now Stefani is on display in front of what looks like police tape, with Latin on it? Workers scurry around her while the soulless pope holds a mirror.
Back to the church! The handler leads the way while the blind priest and the blind ruler follow behind, with Gaga posed like a statue for everyone to gaze upon. What's in the box?
Oh, goody, knives.
All the players gathered inside the church. Stefani is now in black lace with the medical stretcher behind her. For all intents and purposes, this entire scene comes off as a smash between a black mass and a trial. Oh, look, the mysterious observer is over by the wall on a colorful fake horse.
And dayam if he isn't the executioner. O_O AND he is wearing an actual cross on his wrist. Wonder what that pinky ring is...
I have no idea who this is or why he's even in the video. I'm going to hazard a guess that he knows everything behind all the cover stories and is in full control of how this mess will play out.
Stefani is extremely distressed.
I was trying to see the symbols better but that didn't really help. I don't know what they are, but she's 'marked'. They look branded on. Pretty sure it's this symbol from her album cover, which is in the shape of a very early developing fetus that still has the spinal tail. This is what lends to the thought that this might be her last 'farewell' confessional album. We'll look into that in a minute.
Here is a representation of the towers and doorway of Baal, this time inside the church during whatever was going on. Is it being used as a witness stand? I have no idea what's going on there.
The players get pretty funky. Reminds me of chess pieces, and of robots.
I stopped getting screenshots after that.
So today I'm looking back at this vid as more of an interpretive history of who Stefani really was behind all the trappings.
As I pointed out last time, Stefani was mentored by Marina Abramovic. They look quite similar. Marina put Stefani through very grueling rigorous physical and mental exercises, and there are photos floating around of Marina and her star pupil attending ritual gatherings and events that emphasize a lot of blood and humans as sacrifices and food. Also, there is this. Go look, I'm not going to drag it over here, it's disgusting. More here if you have facebook.
Now go look up what causes panda eyes. 😖😨😰ðŸ˜
A networked very public group of people who've been household names for us all through our lives are in very hot water. I'm hearing that their crimes against humanity are/will be catching up with them. We may not see anything about that on normal 'news', just like how we don't see what they really do behind closed doors.
Anyway, after having thought about all that, isn't this interesting? These snips click to sources.
Drinking the blood of tortured children is a massive crime against humanity, one that carries the death penalty. Doesn't hurt to be aware that this is a very real thing and looks like it's about to go public.
Imagine an entire industry showing this kind of behavior off and hardly a soul batting an eye.
