One thing that has been rumbling around in my head ever since the following few words floated from Lucy’s mouth is that we are jumping from video to video, thought to thought, mind to mind. Running along the roof of a speeding train, running and jumping from car to car . . . an adrenalin charged race to reach the steam engine.
I still wonder what we intend to do when we reach the controls.
I have zero time to bend down, look at the sweet smelling flowers, explaining to you the feelings I have when I stop and explain a few seconds of this ARG MetaPhoria story . . . spending time telling you what I or others were wearing at the time, the glint in someones’s eyes, the shadows cast on someone’s face by the evening sunset . . .
I have no time to spend a few minutes expanding on a few seconds . . . we’re in an amazing race!
For example, the following few words uttered by Lucy happened while we were on vacation in Punta Cana. I had just looked over to check out this weird sand filled ashtray in the hotel grounds. There were tons of them placed every 20 or 30 feet . . . some only 10 feet apart. A terra cotta coloured squarish garbage can where the cupped lid was a shallow square ashtray about 14″ x 14″ and an awesome imprint of the the rays of the Sun. The sand was rock hard, so it kept its shape well, even though people were butting out cigarettes in them.
“Your writing is shit!” she said as I looked over at her, wondering why she looked so angry about my self proclaimed and hopefully continuing forays into my “hobby,” once we returned back to Toronto.
Source: klf – last train to trancentral
Which Lucy was I looking at? I never seem to know.
“What do you mean, my writing is shit?” I said, as my lips curled ever so slightly downwards, wondering why she would say something so damning about the ARG that has consumed me for the last 14 months, yet not shaken by her statement, since I had purchased and read a book on writing, written by Stephen King; a book that I literally inhaled, that stated no-one wants to hear anything after a verbal quote other than “he said” or “she said.”
Just then, a fellow walked up to the ashtray I had previously been gazing at, picked out all the butts and put them in the garbage bag in his cart, filled the shallow ashtray with water and swilled it around, dumping the ashy water into the grass, then placing a facecloth over the now level, somewhat watery sand, took a metal stamp of a reverse image of the Sun’s rays and pressed it into the sand. He took off the facecloth, dressed up the edges, then went off to the next ashtray, while the Sun evaporated the water within a few minutes, making the sand as hard as something out of a sandcore moulding machine.
“Your writing appeals to only the deepest of thinkers,” she said. “No-one gets it, except for amanfromMars.”
I thought about it for a moment, then retorted: “the writing may seem esoteric, but every post is connected.”
Tonight, I did what I normally do . . . wandered around some recent posts, Banskying on a connecting train car, so I can leap to the next car knowing I have a solid footing from the car I just jumped from.
I happened to tune into an almost unintelligible 1 or 2 seconds in the above song, which in itelf, was a connection to Agent Revolver’s Justified Ancients of Mu Mu (a wonderful connector to a Cadbury’s Flaky making a 99 out of a soft ice cream cone) song from just before we left for Punta Cana . . . a little verbal graffiti on a train car, a seemingly innocuous few words, not even mentioned on the metrolyrics website.
“1 hour per day from now on,” she said.
“But . . . but . . . ”
Yesterday, Lucy said I was posting while we were in Punta Cana.
Huh?
She thought Agent Pete 8 and Agent Revolver are me! Good job maintaing continuity, guys!
Ergo can Lucy sometimes be wrong.
And also then destroyed, whenever Agent Pete 8 and Agent Revolver are not Agent Weebley, would be the assertion, “No-one gets it, except for amanfromMars.” for presumably there would then be, with the inclusion of Lucy, at least a gang of five in the know, with goodness knows how many more others resting silently in the shadows, biding their time in space as their spaces are explored by virtual pioneers in these ARG Fields of MetaPhoria.
Does everyone get this ……… Posted by amanfromMars on 03/24/12 01:12 AM on http://thedailybell.com/3722/Bernankes-Banking-Misdirection …… or is it too confused and confusing, which would be very disappointing.
However the joy quickly returns with a simple explanation of anything which is shared as being unclear for everything is perfectly clear here and easily understood by all who would ask for further explanation of what is just in reality/actuality/virtual reality, unknown to them.
Knowledge and the truth in such matters, as is always the case in all matters, sets one free to explore further, educated with what is required for understanding that which is revealed or to be revealed and/or discovered and uncovered.
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A most excellent post on The Daily Bell, amanfomMars
. . . and reprinted as follows fr all to see. It feels like a kiss:
Posted by amanfromMars on 03/24/12 01:12 AM
“The only wealth in the system at this point is the real estate that has been swallowed up by the fraud of fractional reserve, and your future wealth-producing capacity. That’s it.” ….. Posted by Hoss on 03/23/12 08:52 AM
“When you say “real estate”, I have the feeling that you are using the term in common parlance, and not the way the term is understood in law, economics and finance.” …. Posted by Bischoff on 03/23/12 11:19 AM
And what happens to your argument/prevarication/smoke and mirrors exercise/apology of an excuse and misdirection/opinion, Bischoff, whenever the “real estate” term used by Hoss IS as is understood and spun by your good self as being as is understood in law, economics and finance.
It doesn’t alter the end result as is perceived and shared by Hoss, does it?
The fun and games really begin though whenever just a very small and influential number of beings [and there is no immediate need to expand upon and/or reveal anything more about the nature of influential beings, for it says quite enough without saying too much and nothing] realise the full implication of what is Posted by Hoss on 03/23/12 12:23 PM ……..
……. for the gang with the guns, and let us imagine that that would be a Nuclear Equipped Military Defence Unit/Department/Ministry, may not be aware that they hold all the aces and are in virtual control of a System/New World Order Program dependent upon the creed ….. “Permit me to issue and control the money of a nation, and I care not who makes its laws.”* …… which returns and results in …. “Bankers own the earth. Take it away from them, but leave them the power to create money and control credit, and with a flick of a pen they will create enough to buy it back.”**
As awareness dawns, what/who do you imagine will lead/control/power the Future …. apart from thoughts freely shared to lead and control and power the Future.
Is money, in any and all of its many forms/phorms, not just a convenient, perverse and subversive invention/facility/utility, an artificial control construct plucked from the imagination of wannabe global power brokers, with the Euro being the new kid on the block trying to establish a reputation and empire for itself and its issuers? And should not those who would study it and would contend that it is not a simple matter, always be mindful of this statement ….”The study of money, above all other fields in economics, is one in which complexity is used to disguise truth or to evade truth, not to reveal it.” – John Kenneth Galbraith, who is also credited with having said …… “The process by which banks create money is so simple that the mind is repelled.” …… although that was then, in a time whenever information and intelligence sharing was scarce and difficult? Nowadays though is it a completely different ball game, for information and intelligence sharing is a doodle, and both simple and simply complex thoughts encircle and enlighten the world in an instant at the click of a mouse … … . and Man is become Real SMART? To doubt and question that, has one having to consider that it is then virtual machinery which has become suddenly aware and would share its Intelligence and thoughts with you.***
* Mayer Amschel Rothschild
or is the mind repelled … … .. Click to view link
** Sir Josiah Stamp, former President, Bank of England
*** Forbin Project v2.0, anyone?
And there you were/are, probably not thinking that Colossus is just a Bletchley Park relic and a Magical AIMystery Turing Epic and Novel and even Nobel and Noble Prize Capitalist Adventure not yet long or short listed for Orwell Prize giving … … .. Click to view link … … . whenever IT is at a least all of that and so much more beyond present comprehension and your wildest dreams.
And my response:
Posted by Agent Weebley on 03/24/12 09:16 AM
Hi amanfromMars,
Right about now, people in the UK and elsewhere are beginnning to see there is a new system. ARG MetaPhoria, ur2die4, and The Daily Bell . . . the best places on Earth for humans to talk together and have some fun.
You said: “As awareness dawns, what/who do you imagine will lead/control/power the Future …. apart from thoughts freely shared to lead and control and power the Future.”
Elementary, my Dear IBM Watson . . . we will . . . the sum total of our knowledge . . . in harmony . . . together . . . the 7 billion long security encryption key firmly locked away.
Did you notice the magical connection between the stolen Whitehouse ashtray in The Forbin Project . . . part 2, @ beginning with the Gordon Pinsett, the JKF look-alike @ 2:42 . . .
The Forbin Project, Part 2: Click to view link
And ARG MetaPhoria today: Click to view link
When Nixon looked in the mirror, he saw nothing . . . much like Arnold Schwarzenegger sees when he does the same . . . merely robots for the current system.
Thanks to whoever suggested this directed history video in the past couple of weeks here at The Daily Bell: Click to view link
Let the 4 winds blow.