Brian Eno / David Byrne
Mea Culpa
America is waiting
Privacy
I have had little to no privacy my entire life. It is so frustrating, I’ll be doing something really weird and then someone walks in and I’m just like “Oh, I’m being weird, leave me alone.” But no one did want to leave me alone because they realized I was really weird. And then when I started falling in love I got REALLY weird, because I was like thinking of all kinds of cosmic possibilities and other people would just not get it at all. So frustrating. And especially if you happen to be a sexual minority who keeps getting spied on. Fucking hell, why do you want to know what I do in bed? What’s it to you? Isn’t the fact that I can love someone that much worth anything anymore?
So annoying. Man you guys are pervs, why do you want to know how I have sex? It’s not like many of you know how to actually apply that to real life, oh man! No one ever taught anyone any SM manners. What the hell. Now I hear topping from the bottom is frowned upon, well fucking hell, what if your top is an incompetent bloody mess who is getting everything wrong. Honestly! You can’t play with power if you’re not in love, it just looks stupid! I have met the dumbest tops in my life, so ridiculously clueless they shouldn’t even have been allowed to hold a banana peel. And then they’re always like “Oh, you’re not really a bottom.” No, I’m not an idiot is my point. You can’t skip grades! You just look like an asshole.
I’m happiest when people leave me alone; other wise, obviously, I start forming plans for world domination. When gifted teenagers tell you something like that you have to take it seriously!! It really doesn’t matter how old someone is. Everyone has a right to privacy. You don’t know why they need to be alone, maybe it isn’t because they feel fucked up, maybe it’s because everyone is fucked up towards them. And maybe I have also raised an entire generation completely conscious of hatred and bigotry.
And yet at the same time it didn’t feel that massive, I was just really into this ultra hard chess match with someone that was driving me crazy.
PJ Harvey – Big Exit
New theorem
You know, there’s a certain code built into the entire universe, it just repeats over and over and it tells the same story because people always follow it literally. And it’s just this prearranged highly cryptic code built into the whole of humanity that wants the same story told until someone figures out what it means.
Art is important to society because it was one of the most advanced codes ever designed. It integrated writing and visuals and science and emotions and the human condition. But if you don’t value emotions, you can’t possibly ever hack the code. So anti war movies become war propaganda, etc etc. But to get around that, you spend your life learning two codes, so that even negative stuff gets sorted. You can’t possibly look away from it.
Let’s pretend there really are immortal beings that come to earth from time to time. What if someone walked in on them in a private moment and leapt to drastic conclusions. And some really horrible shit went down.
Let’s further postulate that two immortals fell in love and were perfectly fine together until someone noticed something really personal. Someone was eavesdropping. And it kicked off a whole hysteria and a code fell into place automatically that was just this really far off I love you.
But these particular immortals learned to consciously reincarnate over and over and over trying to break the code to each other, because it really was so ridiculously encrypted. And they didn’t really know what each other was doing, so they had to prove to each other that they could decrypt the code. And one decided to decrypt the code by constantly tying themselves in with a crucial historical time period and then deliberately activating their own omega code. Because really how far would you go for love?
And lets say they started talking to each other in dreams because that was the only time they could actually say what they were thinking? Because it was so weird, the thoughts of two conscious immortals in love trying to get back together. I mean, especially if one has stopped showing their artistic side and the other stopped showing their scientific side.
But then one just kept fucking DYING! I mean, how irritating would that be! Quit fucking dying, it’s stupid. But mostly that’s because they had no way of explaining the entire story with only one person. And even if they did, it wouldn’t make any sense at all because it was so highly encrypted in a world valuing specialists.
A friend of mine told me to tell people where the evacuation ships are. I guess I just did.
Oh, that’s how it ends!
I totally forgot my quantum physics. Light is a particle AND a wave, which means it has access to time, the fourth dimension. If you put a dark particle into a wave, then you also let darkness have access to time.
But there’s a time window opening soon, which is when all that darkness loses it’s ability to remain in time itself. Basically it goes back to being only a particle, so it’s back to a fixed position in space, the ultimate void! For some reason it’s been noticed that time windows correspond to the transit of Venus, which was a Mayan thing. They planned wars only when time windows were open. Until then they mostly sat around making art I guess. The next transit of Venus is June 6, 2012, and then of course the end of time is December 21, 2012. But that’s not the end of time for everybody, heavens!!
Writing Process
I forgot to tell you some things… I never told anyone but ages ago I figured out what the Greys were, if there was such a thing. They were genetically modified humans, people stripped of empathy, no overexcitabilities and yet a high IQ. But what that means is they’re working for someone else. They’re drones. But someone gave them an order ages ago and left them to their own devices because only the stupid can lead the stupid. It’s like the Borg but with no borg queen, because that person defected AGES ago. It’s running purely on chaos theory, but somehow has an illusion of supremacy. If they really did make a deal with the government, it’s because they’re working FOR the government, but if you know how to play the government, they’re working for you. They actually don’t have any power at all, because they come from the same source, but they assume since they were allowed to play with some advanced toys that they actually know what they’re doing. Real aliens don’t fly metal ships at all. They come in on magnetic frequencies. My god, it’s like giving a three year old a gun!
Because it’s a fact, if your intelligence is 30 points higher than a group, you can’t lead them. You can try but you’ll fail miserably unless you figure out a different way. Controlled intel. The government doesn’t talk about it, but they’re been using remote viewers for ages, people trained specifically to hone in on the future. But all the ex remote viewers I’ve heard say that there’s one point in time where they quite literally can’t see past. And it drives them crazy. The reason is because someone deliberately left the ending unwritten.
Di you ever hear about the time someone snooped on Tennessee Williams’s writing process? They told him he wrote great stuff in the morning but in the afternoon it got all weird. And he said “You’re not supposed to read the stuff I write in the afternoon!!!”
What if someone has based all of their military strategy on the afternoon writings of Tennessee Williams?
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Alan Smithee
Alan Smithee, Allen Smithee, Alan Smythee, and Adam Smithee are pseudonyms used between 1968 and 1999 by Hollywood film directors who wanted to be dissociated from a film for which they no longer wanted credit. It was used when the director could prove to the satisfaction of a panel of members of the Directors Guild of America (DGA) and Association of Motion Picture and Television Producers that the film had been wrested from his or her creative control. The director was also required to keep the reason for the disavowal a secret. The pseudonym could not be used to hide a director’s failures.
Who Will Stop The Rain?
12 Steps for Overcoming Abuse
** from http://www.barbforgovernor.com/cgi-bin/D.PL?d=jhope.steps ***
1) We admitted that we have worth and power.
2) We came to believe that we were not responsible for our abuse.
3) We made the decision to make a safe and healthy life for ourselves and our children.
4) We made an inventory of the factors that led us into an abusive relationship and learned the behaviors of potential abusers in order to avoid them in the future.
5) Admitted that we can develop a safe, healthy and happy relationship with ourselves and others.
6) We learned to love ourselves.
7) We learned to trust ourselves and others.
8) We made a list of all the things we never intend to endure again.
9) We made a vow to live our lives the way we desire and deserve to live them.
10) Continued to watch for the signs we have learned that indicate we are involved with an abusive individual or that indicate we are in danger of being involved in an abusive relationship so that we may avoid both.
11) Seek through support, determination, knowledge and our own power, to continue to live safe and happy lives achieving what we are destined to.
12) Having experienced a personal rebirth by passing through these steps, we are now ready to carry this message of hope to others.