ARMED

Watch. You (everyone) are/is the observer.

weapon (n.)

Old English wæpen “instrument of fighting and defense, sword,” also “penis,” from Proto-Germanic *wēipna- (source also of Old Saxon wapan, Old Norse vapn, Danish vaaben, Old Frisian wepin, Middle Dutch wapen, Old High German wafan, German Waffe “weapon”), a word of unknown origin with no cognates outside Germanic; possibly a substratum word.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQj0zlnZqvU

Look inside. The predator. The prey. It’s a machine.

What happens when you just let yourself get devoured? Or, see that you are both?

You (everyone) are/is the predator AND the prey. You are the angel and the devil.

Batman: You wanted me. Here I am.

JOKER: I wanted to see what you’d do…and you didn’t disappoint. You let 5 people die.Then you let Dent take your place. Even to a guy like me, that’s cold.

BATMAN: Where’s Dent?

JOKER: Those mob fools want you dead so they can get back to the way things were. But I know the truth: there’s no going back. You’ve changed things. Forever.

BATMAN: Then why do you want to kill me?

JOKER: Kill you? I don’t wanna kill you. What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No. No. No! No you- you complete me.

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Or, 1086% of a common year.

The Man with a Golden Arm retires at 81.

Auroras are produced when the magnetosphere is sufficiently disturbed by the solar wind that the trajectories of charged particles in both solar wind and magnetospheric plasma, mainly in the form of electrons and protons, precipitate them into the upper atmosphere (thermosphere/exosphere) due to Earth’s magnetic field, where their energy is lost.

The ELETROMAGNETIC f137d.

At the 2:30 mark.

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It happened shortly after 9 p.m. at the Astoria East and North Queens Con Edison plant on 20th Avenue and 32nd Street in Astoria.

An electric arc is defined as “a visible plasma discharge between two electrodes that is caused by electrical current ionizing gasses in the air.” Electric arcs occur in nature in the form of lightning.

Something spiritual?!

It happened a day earlier in Louisiana.

 

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The proton pack, designed by Dr. Egon Spengler, is a man-portable particle accelerator system that is used to create a charged particle beam—composed of protons—that is fired by the proton gun (also referred to as the “neutrona wand”). Described in the first movie as a “positron collider”, it functions by colliding high-energy positrons to generate its proton beam. The beam allows a Ghostbuster to contain and hold “negatively charged ectoplasmic entities”.

If the “news” didn’t tell you it was a transformer, it would have been magic. And if the news tells you that it was a transformer, it is still magical. And if the news tells you it was magical, you wouldn’t believe it. Let me ask you something…

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The “news” made a point to say it was NOT aliens.

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It was electrical. An electrical thing in your brain.

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We’ve made contact.

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So, um … who you gonna call?

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62 thoughts on “ARMED”

  1. Understanding the Language

    About Arrival. The idea was that by learning the alien language and communications, the Amy Adams character ‘sight’ changed to see reality in a different way. And a mistranslation concerning the Weapon caused a big problem.

    I think we maybe going through the same process.

    And bizarre way this works. I turned on electric blanket for the first time and an hour or two later, the world turns blue. Our world is crazy !

    Snug and Guns and mirrors and kaleidoscopes.

    1. I watched Amy Adams in ‘Arrival’ last night. The heptopods looked like an enormous…

      A couple of hours before the night sky turned bright blue in New York on Thorsday, Cade and I watched this video and talked a bit about electrical fires…

      This was right before we starting to watch Rachel McAdams in ‘True Detective 2’…

      1. Roob

        I really enjoyed Arrival. You may remember the scene when Amy Adams fast forwards a year to meet General Shang a year later. Next day MJ wrote she was in 22/12/19. That’s how I saw it anyway.

        Jen and me have watched some wonderful movies. Bit wary of speaking for others but I think it’s up near top of the list.

        Adam’s Family

        Ent Angled. The Ents are on the march.

      2. 😂
        That’s pretty different than the beginning of season 2 TD!
        On Jan.13th! I’ll have my wine, my wine bottle (so I don’t have to get up), phone on vibrate, and fixated for one hour. Can’t wait!

        BTW, here’s some fire/air caught. Pulling arcs from a Tesla coil.

    2. Frank, I don’t know if you are experiencing this, but as far as words and language go, I find it increasingly difficult to communicate that way. There’s other “stuff” that is involved. The word ‘words’ is ‘sword’, which is the suit of AIR in tarot. Wands, or S-DNA and W is the sign of fire and creation. The electromagnetic field has connected us and sometimes it does feel chaotic. I think we are sorting it out. Or at least, we are experiencing how the cosmos is sorting it out.

      1. MJ

        I get the same. Everything is jumbled up at the moment.

        Your use of Sword and Words is a mirror of the alien language in the movie.

        The translation was Weapon but actually meant Language and Language included psychic ability.

        1. And about Contact.

          Another sign/clue that Contact is real is that my friend has a very strong accent and is difficult to understand at times. Lost In Translation.

          A mirror of Arrival. But leads to so many other questions about ‘Who we are’. Another dollop of confusion.

      1. Roob, I haven’t seen arrival yet, but its on my list. I listened to a review of it on Conscious Movie Reviews youtube channel, and was fascinated that the shape for the alien ship was a Rattleback, or a wobbleback.

        “A rattleback is a semi-ellipsoidal top which will rotate on its axis in a preferred direction. If spun in the opposite direction, it becomes unstable, “rattles” to a stop and reverses its spin to the preferred direction.
        This spin-reversal appears to violate the law of the conservation of angular momentum.” -wikipedia
        https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rattleback

    1. Roob, I have been told before that I need to be more “grounded”. I say that is punishment. Maybe I should see it differently.
      Is your comet about being trapped that the earth is a trap, or are you saying something is in moderation? You know, I have always been WordPress-retarded.

    1. Look at that! They can call it a transformer, but it’s more! And the word transformer…!

      Speaking of the air, sky, and spookiness, here’s some pics today around chattaboogie.

  2. I seem to remember that someone posted pictures of a strange glow in the sky on Merovee recently. I also seem to remember someone making a reference to the latest Transformers movie, Bumblebee. Put these themes in the pot, cook ’em up for a day or two, and whaddaya get? A transformer putting on a lightshow. Predictable enough to be ‘logical’ rather than ‘magical’?

    A re-post from 2015. Predators become prayer and player in a ‘game preserve’ in which they are ‘the game’.

    Magic and logic. To get from one to the other you just have to grab hold of a word and give it a twist.

    1. Ok. Yes. Put them in a pot…
      And heat them up? That would burn them into vapor…the aether. And the energy would be something new. Right?
      What I am saying is, possibly a new understanding? A reality not so dense? Is that possible in your mind?

      1. Nothing so dense as my mind, MJ? 😛

        OK, before I answer that question let me ask you something. If I were to say ‘Yes’ (and do my very best to cast aside my own understanding of what’s possible in this ‘reality’) then where’s the cut-off point? In other words, if the same old stuff continues to happen (and let’s face it, we’ve all been recycling the same tired old cliches in modifed form for as long as I can remember, and absolutely nothing has changed) then at what point would you be prepared to say “OK, maybe this isn’t going to happen at all”? Would that be a year from now? Five years? Ten? Twenty? Never? Is it an article of faith that I have to cling to until the day I die? Or to put it a slightly different way, at what point would you yourself be willing to embrace a new understanding?

    1. And to you. So many new records being created at the moment. The New Horizons probe is out and about taking pictures on behalf of Hal and Bowman…

      https://hugosprobe.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/alfa-and-amiga/

      …and the Osiris-Rex probe slipped into position just the day before, although few seem to have noticed. It’s looking for traces of the regomonolilith, whatever that means.

      https://www.theguardian.com/science/2019/jan/01/space-probe-osiris-rex-makes-closest-ever-orbit-around-smallest-object

      Meanwhile, there’s Vagina’s Chang’e-4 probe to accomodate. She’s fallen down in prayer to the Dark Side of the Source Code.

      https://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/china-moon-far-side-dark-change4-landing-time-location-space-craft-a8708186.html

      Apparently, no rover has ever explored that region. I really don’t know what to make of that at all.

        1. “facts that are sacred”.
          What, exactly, are those? I don’t know. I don’t hold any “facts” sacred. I just know what I feel.
          Did you put link there because of this? Or did that show up for my benefit? Again, I don’t know.

        2. And the dog humping the dead thing…is sad. It could be different. Tell me how.
          When I was in college, I didn’t know what I wanted “to do”. I still don’t I just want to be. But back then, I finally settled on “communications” and journalism. And I’m a terrible writer. After I graduated, I gave myself a present and went to Europe. I absolutely LOVED it! And I was kind of proud of it. I paid for it. I arranged it. I went to countries that spoke a language I didn’t know. Anyway, I was the first person in my immediate family to get a 4-year degree (even if it took a little longer 😉). I brought everyone a gift from my travels. They didn’t ask my anything very siriusly. They just expressed that I made it home safely. (odd).
          Years later, I get married. To a businessman. He has traveled the world far and wide.
          My father can’t ask enough questions. He asks so many fucking questions. What were the people like? What were the women like? Were they beautiful? Were the people nice? Was it easy to get around?
          etc etc
          I will just say, my feelings were hurt.
          Why, … WHY?! is it different for a male to do the same thing? I paid my own way. Worked hard for it. I wanted. to. see. the. world.
          But my dad thought my trip was a folly. Even though HIS was also not for business ( in some instances) that didn’t matter.
          I just wanted a voice, Hugo.

          1. Could you possibly believe that “she” wants to ride along with “he”?
            Could you? In HIStory, things ended with worshiping a “cow”

            It’s Earthly.

            1. IMO, it’s a Truman Zoo, MJ. Sometimes I call it ‘The Primate Change Simulation’ or ‘The Google Glasshouse’. Like a safari park version of the panopticon running on a 31st century quantum supercomputer.

              Predator and prey? Yeah, so you’re one of the Truman Beings entertaining themselves by watching the animals in their cages, and you’re also one of the animals being watched as entertainment. Want audience participation? You got it! Never turned on the tv to find that the walkie-talkie mobile phoney on screen seems to be talking about you, and for some reason seems determined to verbally kick your teeth in? Never been accosted and shouted at by a weird game character, like I was outside the hotel in Cha? What was his issue with me? Oh yeah, I’d been taking ‘screenshots’ or ‘pictures’ of him without his permission. I imagine he was tired of being stared at in his cage. Of course, sometimes the reverse is true and the walkie-talkies say flattering things instead. It’s like being voted up or down on Big Brother. The Truman Race as a social media platform.

              https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-6553755/Counted-two-two-Keepers-London-Zoo-tally-creatures-great-small.html

                  1. I think that depends on what ‘it’ is. The impression I get from reading your blog (and Merovee) is that a solution exists, and that if we keep doing what we’re doing long enough then we will eventually ‘transcend’ 3D and enter a new reality. I want to escape as much as anyone else, but for me the ‘New Age’ is merely the ‘Medium is the Mess-Age’. From where I’m sitting right now 3D reality has all the hallmarks of a proprietary gaming-cum-social-media platform, one in which human beings are kind of like electro-chemical tamagotchi. You know, those electronic pets that everyone went nuts about in the 1990s. You had to feed them and keep them amused – or if your idea of ‘amusement’ was a bit darker then you could neglect them and watch them ‘die’ instead.

                    Dunno, MJ. Frank’s been at it for what? Twenty years? How many more to go? Things keep getting more-and-more bonkers, only they don’t because I think things have always been this bonkers. I mean, is Trump more ridiculous than Tricky Dicky and Watergate’s ‘Deep Throat’? Was that one directed by Russ Meyer or what? What about Reagan and ‘Star Wars’? What about Bin Laden’s underground Bond-villiain lair, tunnelled into a mountain right under the watchful eyes of CIA spy satellites? What about 9/11, a.k.a. The Attack of the Flying Dildos wielded by the Righteous Amazons of Isis?

                    Maybe at some point it’ll become so obvious and ridiculous that it’s impossible to deny? Not sure about that. I’ve given friends some very obvious examples, and they’ve basically just smiled, said “That’s strange”, and gone back to what they were watching on tv. Another just refused to listen: “I wouldn’t want to know that the world wasn’t real,” she said.

                    Maybe at some point the entire sky will turn into a 3D hologram with the words “So you’ve finally figured out that you’re living in a simulated reality. There’s nothing whatsoever you can do about it, so just relax, keep watching the show, and try and have some fun, OK?”

                    I honestly don’t know. What do you think?

                    1. If I ever have any insight, I will share. I don’t know. Wish I did. It does feel like a simulation. It’s maddening to know that because, then what? I don’t know!

          2. That’s a two-way street, MJ. My mum, for example, has done just about everything she can to ‘neuter’ me as a male, to try and make me afraid of absolutely everything – all under the guise of being a good mother hen concerned for the welfare of her blue-eyed boy. Even today it’s “Oh, you shouldn’t go there” or “You shouldn’t do this” or “That’s not safe” or (if I tell her that I plan to take a tarp and sleeping bag into the middle of nowhere to get away from all the walkie-talkie mobile phonies for a few days) “Someone might jump out of the woods and attack you, you never know who might be there”, and so on. My life as a kid was absolute hell, and if I didn’t come from my mother then it came from my stepfathers instead. Eventually, I just shut myself away in my room and withdrew.

            This ‘battle of the sexes’ thing is completely bogus. I mean, the man boxes up Helena…

            …causing Helena to take her box cutters, hijack a couple of planes (aircraft are gendered, they’re referred to as ‘she’) powered by jet vaginas, and point ’em at those two towering errections. The errections are lost, and Helena is left holding her ‘strapon of mass destruction’, wondering if she’s actually solved anything whatsoever, or just sowed the seeds of another futile war.

            Utterly, utterly, utterly pointless.

            1. You get the impression that we’re still locked away behind our respective bedroom doors? So your daddy’s yelling “You will NOT wear that mini-skirt young lady, not while I’m master of this house!”, and you’re screaming back at him saying “My body belongs to me, so I will, I will, I WILL!”. Meanwhile, mummy’s yelling at me and it’s all “You damn well will let me put these child reins on you, AND you’ll come to church and give your heart to Jesus like a good boy – or daddy will break out the cane again!” And I’m yelling back, saying “I will not be part of your dopy religious cult, you mad old bat!”

              It sounds too much like teenage angst, and I left my teenage years behind over 30 years ago. Fucking tired of it.

                1. We are having a conversation. I’m not attacking you, MJ. I’m not saying that your sense of hurt and rejection is ‘invalid’. I do understand what you’re saying. On the other hand, you wanted to know what I think. That means telling you what I actually think, rather than what I think you might want to hear – which is what many people really mean when they ask someone for their opinion.

                  Let me share something with you. When I first watched the video below the length was 4:47, but when I went back to get a link to it the length had changed to 4:48. Anyway, 447 is the number of a house I lived in as a child. According to my mum, when we left that house (I was about seven years old) the police came and dug up the back garden, because the neighbours thought that my abusive stepfather had finally made good on his threat to murder us (this after breaking my mum’s arm, using her as a punching bag, lining up the kids outside the house then marching them inside one-by-one for punishment beatings, popping his first wife’s eye clean out of its socket, and so on). Anyway, when the video got to the bit with Alexander and the house/horse I realised that the ‘horse’ is me.

                  At the 2 minute point (in case it doesn’t start there), or from the beginning if you want to see earlier attempts at ‘riding the beast’.

                  “In Jungian psychology, the “shadow”, “Id”, or “shadow aspect/archetype” may refer to (1) an unconscious aspect of the personality which the conscious ego does not identify in itself, or (2) the entirety of the unconscious, i.e., everything of which a person is not fully conscious. In short, the shadow is the “dark side”.

                  “…the Jungian shadow can include everything outside the light of consciousness and may be positive or negative. “Everyone carries a shadow,” Jung wrote, “and the less it is embodied in the individual’s conscious life, the blacker and denser it is.” It may be…one’s link to more primitive animal instincts, which are superseded during early childhood by the conscious mind.”

                  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_%28psychology%29

                  Don’t take this personally, MJ, but I don’t need you to tell me that men can be absolute bastards. Similarly, it serves no one’s interest to pretend that women are saintly victims of male aggression and prejudice.

                  Causalties of war: on one side, or both sides?

                  1. Ok. Yes, both men AND women can be horrible. I would never argue that! I think everybody in this world has had experiences. And I was sharing mine. It creeps up on me and becomes very convincing. My mom could’ve done the same thing. It just happened to be my dad.

            2. Agreed. Didn’t mean to make it a battle of the sexes. I’m just trying to make sense of stuff. I write on a blog just to write…I’m not trying to convince anybody of anything. If you don’t like it, don’t read it! If you think I’m totally an idiot, that’s fine, too! Its none of my business what you think.

              1. Same here, but on some level a battle of the sexes is part of what it appears to be. Like Trump v Clinton. Nobody debated the..ahem…’issues’, all that seemed to matter was whether you wanted your president to have a penis or vagina.

      1. From True Detective:
        “We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, this accretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each
        somebody when, in fact, everybody’s nobody.”

        I think it’s too hard to keep up with the ‘self’. It’s incredibly and ridiculously hard to keep up with the human suit, feeling tired all the time, etc. if we are in a simulation, and we are aware, do you think it’s impossible to change our experience in a human suit?

        1. That’s the question, isn’t it? There’s a sense in which viewing it as a simulation seems to offer no hope of anything better. Can we ‘win’ the ‘game’ by playing, refusing to play, or bending the rules? Simulations can be glitched or hacked. Can we enter a ‘cheat code’ that enables us to fly, walk through walls, and access ‘out of bounds’ areas? Sounds mad? No zanier than M discovering a ‘glitched out’ Truman Being in an empty office building, slumped in a chair as if switched off. Reminds me of the dogs and polar bear in the ‘glitches in the matrix’ YouTube I included in my last blog post.

          If ‘food’ is…

          …then the answer could be contained in your next meal…

          https://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/plants-crops-growth-food-photosynthesis-genetic-engineering-research-study-a8709416.html

  3. Lots of probing in space. I’m the worst patient. I refuse all probing at the dr. Will accept probe when I like. That’s how it should be, right?
    As you can see, I still have link to Hugo’s probe. It feels like friendly territory here.

    1. Clicky, was I having a pity party? That is so lame. Apols.
      Do you think it’s odd that I write (and not very well), and I don’t tag articles because I’m just writing as an outlet. Not looking to gain more readers.
      What do you think? I’ve always thought this is odd…ok, I am feeling like it would be nicer if people had freedom and space to be, as long as they are not infringing on other people’s space. For example, I’m not writing “everyone should wear a tent like they do in Saudi Arabia.” I would say something more like “if people want to wear a tent they should. If they don’t, then they shouldn’t have to.” Because that way, people who want to wear tents can, but if you don’t want to, then you have the choice.”
      So that’s my POV.
      Why does that anger people? Is that weird?

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