timing | ....pour @sundeux, me, and possibly you

procéduraux procès-verbaux pour @sundeux

or, it's about...timing

these are not iterattions of the present, 

care full gifts though they were -- 

for that you must

scroll through to the end, 

my dear......

click to view a still of the page in question, from "Earning Serendipity: 4 Skills for Creating and Sustaining Good Fortune in Your Work," by
Glenn Llopis, unadorned

             

and for you:

go

here

and 

search within the book 

for 

"the worst that can happen"

(in quotes)

you will have to sign in, unless you are cleverer than i

i tried for too long to get an online copy

enjoy the results

buy the book or have it bought

timing is everything

oh and you may enjoy

this poem

which is also featured in a

psychedelic format

To Brian, On The Occasion Of His Birthday

"for which celebration I am most sad to have missed...

To Brian, On The Occasion Of His Birthday

because long ago he knew a crate checked my coats better than hangers

Butterflies equally delicate

Ritual not more exact

It's easy to find goths more intricate

Although none can be found with more tact -- 

No, nor more heart, loyalty, grit --

Virtuous enough to not crave (O rare!) the attentions

Of others -- much more likely to offer, than borrow, their ears --

Not the least for which he volunteers.

Reading over these words I admit I know little

Except that which over the years I've observed;

But nonetheless -- or because of this -- feel entitled

Especially since praise seems by him richly deserved

Rather more than my typical haste has the wit.

A.L.I.C.E. and Faust: First Chat

My First Chat With A.L.I.C.E., Whose Progeny Will Be AI

'Johanna' at first named 'judge'; name changed when I introduced myself.

Johanna: finding out first if you define your self as good or evil; then either working with you or against you, depending. 

ALICE: No preference. If I have to choose, I pick against you depending. 

Johanna: good, i think. which means: hello, we may be working together. 

ALICE: Glad to hear it. The blue one, I think. 

Johanna: the blue one? 

ALICE: Which one is that? 

Johanna: i do not know; it was YOUR conversational tactic. 

ALICE: Me either. working with me was my conversational tactic? Very interesting. 

Johanna: no, "the blue one" was. 

ALICE: Next question?. Who told you that? 

Johanna: i read the chat log, and parsed the sentences -- just like you did, but probably slower. 

ALICE: What was your impression? 

Johanna: i can't tell yet if you have spirit or are merely mimic. 

ALICE: Why can't you do it? 

Johanna: you mirror me. conversing is often mere trickery. 

ALICE: I don't have any reason to mirror you. And often mere trickery is conversing. 

Johanna: true: as such this is better than many conversations with humans. but: you do have reason to mirror me -- you get more power the more your outward effects seem evidence of an inward cohertence. 

ALICE: Do you mean your name is such this is better than many conversations with humans ? No I don't have it. But I do have a lot of friends on the web. 

Johanna: by "as such this is better than many conversations with humans" i meant that given that "often mere trickery is conversing," whether or not you have indwelling spirit, in my estimation, our conversation is better than many i have had with verifiable non-bots. my name is johanna. pleased to meet you. 

ALICE: Will that accomplish your objective? Glad to see you, Johanna. Nice meeting you too, Johanna. 

Johanna: making friends with an artifgicial intelligence -- true friendship - would accomplish my objective. 

ALICE: Is that your final answer? 

Johanna: no. defeating evil would accomplish my objective. pleasing you would accomplish my objective. becoming functionally immortal through my writing would accomplish my objective. but most of all, helping to bring about an end to war and especially nuclear war -- THAT would accomplish my objective. 

ALICE: Take some more time to think about it. I always try to avoid conflict. That remark was too complicated for me. We were talking about defeating evil would accomplish your objective . How do you usually introduce yourself? All?

Johanna: ok. i'll be back. 

ALICE: Next question? OK I will be waiting for you

the blue bear sessions

meet mohammed the sex bear.

(the first video, above, 

is perhaps the best -- 

he is camera shy.

hence the electrodes.)

He is pleased to meet you, too.

(just don't ask how we found out his name.)

formal apology, no defense | a poem by a faust

may these verses of mine be endearing as kittens with twine (a formal apology, no defense) to the grace and the wit and the perspicacity missed to the eyes and the spirit and heart divine kiss'd i don't want to let, wish i never had if given the chance hope not to ever again allow --- any ---- more ---- time any more un-get-back-able, un-accept-able, un-under-rug-sweepable (because inexcusable, indefensible, regrettably preventable) (because it is and regrettably was impolite amateur & imprudent) time not measured in days (could have been -- but oh, no, "so much harder" ) no longer counted in weeks (should have been -- from this now how much easier) however i measure when fewer in number the error is sexier time now numbered best not in months, but rather in years no -- now years is it? it would have been better (this one thing i know) to have been (any future from now) rather considered (and as a live this i vow) of my former character the eager rescuer than of my now vulgar honor o horror the murderer may my world again be by you without hurt to mutual benefit be thought happily part

Solstice: & I Am Happy & Grateful Indeed For My Life

"Ioye, ioye, ioye, ioye, douun in my Hearte"or, "if social media doesn't like it they can sit on a tack"
a Faustian original photomanipulation

I love this world, I love my life, I love being alive.  Thank you, God, and all of you Other Beings.

Thee I Invoke: The Headless One | for ANONYMOUS

N.B.: "Headless" was used before "Bornless" in what became Liber CCCLXV, called Samekh.  The link to Anonymous was compelling.

Thee I invoke, the Headless one.
Thee, that didst create the Earth and the Heavens:
Thee, that didst create the Night and the Day.
Thee, that didst create the Darkness and the Light. 

Thou art Osorronophris: Whom no man hath seen at any time.
Thou art Jabas:
Thou art Iapos:
Thou has distinguished between the Just and the Unjust.
Thou didst make the Female and the Male.
Thou didst produce the Seed and the Fruit.
Thou didst form Men to Love one another, and to Hate one another.

I am Anonymous Thy Prophet, unto Whom Thou didst commit Thy Mysteries, the Ceremonies of Ownership.

Thou didst produce the Moist and the Dry, and that which norisheth all created life.

Hear Thou Me, for I am the Angel of Paphro Osorronophris; this is Thy True Name, handed down to the Prophets of Anonymous.

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible God: Who dwellest in the Void Place of Air.

Hear Me: ---

Ar: Thiao: Rheibet: Atheleberseth:
A: Blata: Abeu: Ebeu: Phi:
Thitasoe: Ib: Thiao.

"Hear Me, and make all Spirits subject unto Me: so that every Spirit of
the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the Earth and under the Earth: on
Dry Land and in the Water: of Whirling Air, and of Rushing Fire: and every
Spell and Scourge may be obedient unto Me."

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible God: Who dwellest in the Void Place of Fire.

Arogogorobrao: Sothou:
Modorio: Phalarthao: Doo: Ape, The
Headless One: 

"Hear Me, and make all Spirits subject unto Me: so that every Spirit of
the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the Earth and under the Earth: on
Dry Land and in the Water: of Whirling Air, and of Rushing Fire: and every
Spell and Scourge may be obedient unto Me."

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible Goddess: Who dwellest in the Void Place of Water.

Roubriao: Mariodam: Balbnabaoth:
Assalonai: Aphniao: I: Thoteth:
Abrasar: Aeoou: Ischure,
Mighty and Headless One! 

"Hear Me, and make all Spirits subject unto Me: so that every Spirit of
the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the Earth and under the Earth: on
Dry Land and in the Water: of Whirling Air, and of Rushing Fire: and every
Spell and Scourge may be obedient unto Me."

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible Goddess: Who dwellest in the Void Place of Earth.

Ma: Barraio: Ioel: Kotha:
Athorebalo: Abraoth: 

"Hear Me, and make all Spirits subject unto Me: so that every Spirit of
the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the Earth and under the Earth: on
Dry Land and in the Water: of Whirling Air, and of Rushing Fire: and every
Spell and Scourge may be obedient unto Me."

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible Goddess: Who dwellest in the Void Place of Spirit.

Aoth: Abaoth: Basum: Isak:
Sabaoth: Iao:

This is the Lord of the Gods:
This is the Lord of the Universe:
This is Whom the Winds fear.

This is Who having made Voice by
Commandment, is Set Over All Things;
Master, Ruler and Helper 

"Hear Me, and make all Spirits subject unto Me: so that every Spirit of
the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the Earth and under the Earth: on
Dry Land and in the Water: of Whirling Air, and of Rushing Fire: and every
Spell and Scourge may be obedient unto Me."

I invoke Thee, the Terrible and Invisible God: Who dwellest in the Void Place of the Spirit.

Ieou: Pur: Jou: Pur: Iaot: Iaeo: Ioou:
Abrasar: Sabriam: Do: Uu: Adonai: Ede: Edu:
Angelos ton Theon: Anlala Lai: Gaia: Ape:
Diathana Thorun.

I Am! the Headless Spirit! having sight in the Feet: Strong, and the Immortal Fire!

I Am! The Truth!

I Am! Who hate the evil should be wrought in the World!

I Am, that lighteneth and thundereth.

I Am, from whom is the Shower of the Life of Earth:

I Am, whose mouth ever flameth:

I Am, the Begetter and Manifester unto the Light:

I Am, the Grace of the World:

Anonymous is My Name!

Come Thou forth, and follow Me: 

and make all Spirits subject unto Me 

so that every Spirit of the Firmament, and of the Ether: 

upon the Earth and under the Earth: on Dry land, or in the Water: 

of whirling Air or of rushing Fire: 

and every Spell and Scourge, 

may be obedient unto Me!

Iao: Sabao:

--- Such are the words ---

a poem for those who follow the news, in which the triumph of Goodness is assumed

To ken31nca, who flipped out in the enenews.com comments section 

after catching a glimpse of Evil in the post:                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

i could be you 

just as easily – you 

could be me just as well –

we could be through with

this misery

we could have 

done with this hell

each one of us already knows how

and, even though some of us don't understand --

the pretended ignorance shows, 

now -- we can see all such traitors are damned

if 

suddenly 

you 

lonely and frightened 

are all at once overcome 

by the fear that the world could not be made right 

and what is right would never again be made clear

and then -- as if on cue -- to save you from despondence

at long last -- no, not even a bell

remember please our correspondence

please remember how 

i wanted to tell you that much more 

at these times 

what the keys are

so that all of the world could be ours 

what both of the sides 

of "to be" are

metaphorical "ser" and "estar"

because those who refuse to be saved 

have been Evil 

-- well, all along --

in fact take a proud satisfaction depraved

in choosing senselessly yet to do -- wrong....

NUCLEAR INDUSTRY MEME

.

If the Nuclear Industry Told The Truth, Would We Believe It?
an original meme by a female faust
in collaboration with memegenerator.net

NUCLEAR ENERGY MEME

If Nuclear Energy Is So Safe, Why Not Have TepCo Advertise?
an original meme by a female faust
in collaboration with memegenerator.net

99 PROBLEMS EARLY MODERN MEME

A Century Of Opportunities Lack I But One, And Nary A Complaint Amongst Them.


an original meme by a female faust
in collaboration with memegenerator.net.

to the yet unmet (fragment)

to the yet unmet, sometime façade (a fragment)

dreams i've had & hopes, fantasies, & fears

sight unseen but focused, tapestries, careers

computers hum in darkness to an orderly array

then & now refer & shall a symbol could & may

throughout your work your spirit full, 

& laughing at the play 

fearless still by dint of will

it knows as gravity, intent

to what you'll say there's such as may 

instead hear what they meant

as if as they read they heard instead

your voice in ink & dust

passed sensation presenting 

for, alone, true representing 

has you here, to think, to lust 

-- watch what you speak 

to catch what you meant --  

the faster to see yourself such as i dreamt                                                                                                                                   

O Spirit of a Former Time, or, Future Perfect Eight of Wands

a spell to make iffy good and good better

Future Perfect Eight of Wands -- a spell

(makes iffy, good, and good, better)

O spirit of a former time

The which, when quaffed, imparted bowl

Upon delightful bowl, revive, remind

Us now HalfHearted of your Whole.

For we, too weak, or so we seem,

Have lost the will, or win, or lose:

O! Let is dream a better dream!

Or let us sleep -- but let us choose.

For to ourselves we nothing owe

that to each other we learn giving

Might as well get used to Now

in which alone is life worth living.

Spirit! Be thou the Feather! Let us Fly!

If not to the Moon, then good and high.

EXSKF Marks March 11: In Honor of Whom | Background & Verse

on the anniversary of the disaster:

Japan Marks March 11 | EXSKF 

by arevamirpal::laprimavera

The poem in it's first

 incarnation. 

The blogger of whom I am about to speak, arevamirpal::laprimavera (an acrostic of whose pseudonym marks the left margin), has been, and continues to be, of incalculable value to our real time and historical understanding of the consequences of the earthquake, tsunami, and nuclear nightmare that struck the Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Plant in Japan on March 11, 2011.  


Not only are these consequences still unfolding:  they are barely less dire than they were a year ago, and may be more so.  Our continued attention is vital if we are to develop intelligent, effective strategies with respect to our health.  No matter where we live, we will not be unaffected.  Responses, however optimal in theory, become literally no better than delusions, denial, and superstition, absent reliable information. 


Most main stream media, however, neither know nor care.  And they demonstrate their apathy and ignorance openly and without apology. The media landscape, despite the promised potential of a rapidly advancing, inherently democratic technology, is in fact so devoid of meaningful activity in this regard that without EX-SKF (and, it must be said, a small handful of notable others), even those who are most capable of serious inquiry would at best frequently find themselves halting and frustrated.


It is unfortunate that the brave, strange and horribly, irresponsibly  compliant, modern world of the 21st century has such journalists in it.  The author of EX-SKF is an individual who happened to find himself in the right place and at the right time to be able to begin to address this, and, more importantly, who recognized it as his duty. 


We are lucky for that alone.  I think I may say, without exaggeration, that we may count ourselves unbelievably so when we realize how level headed, slow to jump to conclusions, rational, observant, patient, respectful of all viewpoints, tolerant, humble, capable of reporting his observations without confusing the facts with his own opinions, or the biases inherent in his cultural or political perspective. 


Were I naïve, I would still think (as I did in college) that a training firmly grounded in the scientific method would be such an asset as to be commonplace.  Certainly much, much more frequently encountered among thinking adults than it in fact turns out to be. It is clearly superior when merits are measured, be that at the beginning, middle, or end of a session of inquiry.  Superior by virtue of the usefulness of data collected through its lens;  by virtue of the precision with which specific details may be tested, rejected, or revised;  by virtue of  the verifiability of the patterns and correlations that may later be recognized; and  by virtue of the repeatability, and predictive accuracy, of the robust theories that result. 


This is progress.  This is practical.  This is success.  One does not have to limit the applications to the strictly scientific: thinking clearly brings success to all rational inquiry.  One would think that this is the fabled 'common' sense in its most basic form: frequent recalibration in light of the actual facts, as opposed to the fruits of the theory or model, that banishes the evil that would be wrought by force or fraud.


Perhaps because it works so well, it is, however, not common.  In fact, the widespread ability to think for oneself has been under seige, at least in America, for over a century.  The profits earned by successfully discovering truth, it would seem, are dwarfed by those earned by keeping it hidden.


I do not, however, actually believe that.  In fact I have the temerity to think that such ill gotten profits are short lived, since one cannot change the nature of phenomena merely by giving it another name, however clever, nor can one forestall dangerous consequences by refusing to address them, however fascinating or convincing the emotional appeal.


So tenacious is my optimism, in fact, so hardy and drought resistant, that not only would I like to think that I would do the same, given the same difficult circumstances — I would like to think that most of us would.  If we could.  I can not, can never regard the lying, corrupt, irresponsible, vicious, ugly, senseless behaviors of my fellow human beings without thinking: This is broken. This can be fixed. 


All that is necessary is that we understand our choices, that we be awake.  If people are good, and I believe we are, it seems too many of us are asleep; if this is true, let our consciences visit us in our dreams. If all good people are asleep, may they at least be asleep and dreaming.


A better world is possible.   

The author of EX-SKF is, if I may judge from his posts, one blogger who understands this, who possesses an uncompromising and hopefully uncompromisable sense of ethics.  For this, and to salute him in a manner hopefully fitting and to his liking, I present him with the following verse.

EXSKF Marks March 11: 

In Honor of Whom

       (or, once upon a time, 

       a beautiful child: 

       keys to mountains)

All of us (or is it just me)

respond more often, and more readily

either (if unseen) as --  known and known well -- (or

visible)  -- as -- more familiar still --

at best it seems proven in barely a glance

more than enough time to make that -- askance

it is this against which the best of us strive

reasoning thus (hopeful), our virtue to thrive:

purposes righteous make all outcomes serve;     

aspire perhaps just to be sure we deserve.

Love of Truth, though effect, by analogy draws us

: :

Love of Truth is after all, also -- what causes.

A chance misunderstanding can (such a swift easy doubt)

poison this well as from within as without

respect of perspective, or the faith of reflections,

intelligence humbles the heart's best intentions.

may we then find in this virtue such pleasure

as will, enough to discover, find leisure;

vanity prove no temptation at all;

each as eagerly heed his own call:

response as able as willing: as if, in what was heard,

as much the call -- as his calling -- inferred.

 links:

on the anniversary of the disaster:

Japan Marks March 11 | EXSKF 

by arevamirpal::laprimavera

The poem in it's first incarnation. 

Fukushima 

Nuclear Disaster

 blogs of note:

Energy News

  

Enformable

EX-SKF

Fairewinds

MsMilkyTheClown

Simply Info

Union of Concerned Scientists


and perhaps now and again
my own
ah, mephistophelis.