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Music …

“Music exalts the Lord’s creation, Scandinavian death metal reminds the Lord of His return.” – Dr. Freckles

[curated: 4/6/2023]

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The nature of time …

*** This essay is under construction, I hope to have it finished before the end of April, 2023.

Introduction

When I was 16 I pretty much hated life, and this is typical of many teenagers. I had many “escape plans”, all equally infeasible. I settled on a whimsical idea – to travel through time, but how? In 2012, I documented this crazy idea, never expecting to revisit it.

I would like to state, in order to save time, that traveling forward in time is uncontroversial. It’s not to say I am 100% on board with relativity theory, but even if I doubted relativity, I could still see how suspended animation or hyper-sleep could behave in a similar fashion, especially if you remove yourself from the causal framework – like going into some chamber, in a cave, and then waking up 100 years later. So forward in time? – we already do that at “normal speed”, it’s just a question of whether we can go faster OR skip portions of time without impacting the events beyond being conspicuously absent.

Backwards in time is the real question – how?

One of the ideas I came across, 30 years ago, was developed by a mathematical physicist named Tipler. The Tipler Cylinder was a hypothetical heavy cylinder, that you would build in outer space. Because of conservation of energy in low to zero friction systems (like the vacuum of space far away from any other celestial object), you could, theoretically, spin the cylinder at incredible speeds. Because of the nature of rotation, there would be regions of the cylinder surface that would exhibit relativistic effects – and, according to this model, if you can go faster than light, then you would be able to “arrive before you left” so to speak. But this is very much based upon relativity theory. Just about every time-travel scheme either involves relativity directly or indirectly using a wormhole.

Stephen Hawking has proposed his own “time machine” with restrictions, and I’ll leave you to research this – but it involves using wormholes. I will tell you that the estimates of negative energy required are so extreme, as to make the creation of a wormhole nearly impossible without access to technology thousands of years more advanced than today.

When I was looking at the problem, I viewed time in terms of entropy or change. It seemed to me that entropy was the engine behind time, and that without entropy time itself was a meaningless concept. I think I was close to the right answer, back then in 1986, but I still had a ways to go.

A) What is time?

B) What is the current thinking regarding super-position?

C) Is time travel possible?

D) Could you destroy the universe by increasing causal noise?

E) Might quantum computers be disrupting the past, given that they are calculating on the NOW and generating dilation of the present – creating what is called the Mandela Effect? Quantum computers might be “causality disrupters”, capable of generating enough causal-entropy to dilate the NOW, into the past, far enough, to create repercussions and anomalies, and this might be an unknown side effect.

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Green Crabs

A few weeks ago, the Orca whales were dying out because they were fucking their uncle brothers … now it’s green crabs … who knows what excuse we have once the hydrogen sulfide starts gassing off the Puget Sound this summer …

[curated: 4/6/2023]

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DARK PRAIRIE: LONG PIG

Caroline: “Hi TOBY, how ya been doing?”

Toby: “Oh … can’t complain, can’t complain … yiddity yiddity …”

Caroline: “We just slaughtered a beast, would you like to stay for stew?”

Toby: “Well …”

(many months later)

Charles: “We’re outta food … we’ve been hunting out past Sleepy Eye … everyone is gone.”

Toby: “There has to be more beast-flesh …”

Charles: “There’s this old widow … but she’s gross …”

[curated: 4/5/2023]

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DARK PRAIRIE: PUNISHMENT

Laura: “Does God really punish people, like the Bible says?”

Charles: “No Half-Pint, that’s our job … now go get the ax and the shovel … saw, and wheel barrow too …”

[curated: 4/5/2023]

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H’leave, the MONK SKUNK …

He was slag-type, when the CHUD ruled Seattle, and the gaslight-park whores stole Cheetos and sold them to the DRINGUS-HORDE. His mind was sharp with metallic self, and the reed punishments were simply coarse lessons and scarred memories. T’lib, his water-wife, gathered pisket-lilies near the shore – as cattle troops fed on sea grass, and the crab sharks patrolled the harbor.

AS CHIEF MONK SKUNK he oversaw the husbandry and sleave-burning. He ran an herb shop off of Grinken AVE, where MORLOCK had their tea party discussions about golfing and that new IPA someone is drinking because their wife fucked the artisanal cheese guy.

In the time of HECTOR the LOUD, H’leave would be found fishing near the GREAT SEA, not far from S’compton. His own guilt drove him deep into the ocean, far from shore, so many wave riders lost and he feared his own fate, rushing towards him, like an Orca whale out for a snack.

Scandal ridden, the coastal folk were no longer picking up stragglers and freaks from the wasteland or the surf. All those lost to the sea are LOST, this was the chant of those beachcombers looking for talking seashells. Sure, H’leave did not need some random do-good’er to help him, he was a BIG MAN and would stand tall and it didn’t matter that he was lost, miles from home, adrift on the GREAT SEA and heading towards his fate …

After 345 days at sea, H’leave made landfall not far from the OLD HUBERT MONASTERY, where the TREE MONKS held their vigils, and watched over the DUST KING of Sid.

“Why do you come here?”, asked MONK GRAAL.

“I seek the swill, the drape-sauce … I want to drink and get drunk off of old fashioned vodka tonics, the ones my hooker wife would make, on a hot SATURDAY NIGHT. I’m looking for my salvation in the dark layer, beneath the light. That’s why I’m here fucker …”

MONK GRAAL let this mendicant go, and H’leave dug ditches in penance …

H’leave followed the pilgrim trail that led up the STONE MOUNTAINS to the Eerie Pass, not far from where those Special Forces guys killed those Salvadoran nuns …

H’leave was ready to face the volcano demon and to integrate his soul-spice into the ribbon-membrane of oneness. He was courageous raccoon hunter and he had the loom-flesh cured for the journey. A honey pepper and one lost meadow dove, all mashed up into a weird red paste that is then succulated onto the scruvous. Skindo ream people would normally use mayonnaise or some kind of horse radish dip, but few could fend long pretend the hestor-gods aren’t looking, judging, all the flavors.

After 12 days of travel, H’leave found his destiny-partner. She was covered in muskrat scent, and her eyes were yellow and green. She was the ancient cave wench foretold by all the demon lords, she was the skelt-minx who’s clammy skin would entrance you and pull you into lusty cave-style sideways sally love making …

When the spring came, SHE was with child …

When the winter came, SHE abandoned H’leave, and she left the baby with him …

And this is the path of destiny …

The lost hooker franchise.

[curated: 4/5/2023]

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DRAG-QUEEN-VAX-DEATH-STORY-TIME

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