The Extreme Deep Field

2:17 in well you needn’t

Music is math

There is that

Or as she liked to put it

XDF

The extreme deep field

Of you who are not the only one

That’s artificial intelligence

And me

Hey hey hey hey….Alley’s the roughest place I’ve ever been
All the people down there….Livin’ for their whisky, wine, and gin

7 billion light years away

Felt more like 6 million

Closer than
5,500

Gal

Axes

galaxies

How do you exonerate a feeling?

OH to be fooled

is not to play the fool

Be kind heartened

Learn how to hunt your attacker

How can you possibly get enough time

One minute

Then another day

Bad deviations

Sad decisions

Finally make their play

Cher Baker plays

These foolish things

It’s as if he’s the only one who knows

she thinks

not alone

Just isolated

in her own debris

Calibrated to degree

take it easy

3:27

Black eyed peas and rice

XDF is the deepest image of the sky ever obtained and reveals the faintest and most distant galaxies ever seen.

  • An eXtreme Deep Field of Dreams

“XDF allows us to explore further back in time than ever before”, said Garth Illingworth of the University of California at Santa Cruz, principal investigator of the Hubble Ultra Deep Field 2009 (HUDF09) program.

explore further back in

time than

ever before

The universe is 13.7 billion years old.

  • the XDF reveals galaxies that span back 13.2 billion years in time

So, .5 billion years, just unaccounted for (・・?

The early universe was a time of dramatic birth for galaxies containing brilliant blue stars extraordinarily brighter than our sun.

Yet 4,000 jobs will be lost in the industrial North. 4,000 people who aren’t your father, or brother, or otherwise denuded tree of life, stripped of industry by the forces at work at this particular time in this particular place, called Britain, a former great power, whose claim to fame in 2019 is all the fish and watery creatures (eels, loch Ness or Nessie, are filled with coke. Saturated in cocaine. High as Top Gun.

(Free Willy followed Jaws, the Cuba Gooding, Jr. Ididerod movie was made after Old Yeller, White Fang, Benji and light years away from Benji: the Cold War Years and Benji: before the opioid crisis, and other tails…

Mike McGyver arrested as a girl, for drug residue on his overlord plane.

B-b-b-b-buh-buh-buh-benji and the Feds

The light from those past events is just arriving at Earth now, and so the XDF is a “time tunnel into the distant past.”


The youngest galaxy found in the XDF existed just 450 million years after the universe’s birth in the big bang.
  • The light from those past events is just arriving at Earth now, and so the XDF is a “time tunnel into the distant past.”
  • just 450 million years after the universe’s birth in the big bang, baby Galaxy was born in a morgue

1-light is a slug;

2-time tunnel?

3-how distant past?

Life = get addicted, go to detox tough love

When I’m rushing on my run

And I feel just like

Jesus sun

How is it this way we’ve become

Gentleman fentanyl

Bogieman grief

Set-up just

to set ‘er down

Lie to disguise

Gave the blues

you choose

HEROIN &

subpar

DNA

Safehouse for the Muses,

I’m

Humming along

Bring a disruptor

Take a micro dose

of the American dream

and check your notifications in the morning

reality is nothing more than our dreams turned into banalities.

Jamake Hightower, Primal Mind

honky hanging

Cracker Barron

of munch house

oh yeah

He died

Didn’t he

Overdose?

Bunch of em showed up

All two of Em

Including nine multiple personalities

Didn’t he allegedly burn up in a car

A pacer in fact

Completely in tact

Larger than life

King boy georgette

Of long lines

and razor blades

Everything was escaping

From what now is a

vacant lot

Lit up

Fragmented

Held up high

expectations

Abound

Relentlessly

Sold

As long as there’s a

Buyer

He grinned

Chimmm chin charooo

So scary he was

And the circus tents at

State fairgrounds

growing up right by

the women’s state “farmand

across the James

schoolyard

straight coordinates

down stream

The men’s penitentiary

My mother would drive through ” these aren’t the violent criminals” hills while my brother and I took that shortcut more than we should. And driving recklessly he was, always in that 74 dasher we drove into the ground between Henrico and the independent city of Charlottesville.

Of the 41 independent U.S. cities,[1] 38 are in Virginia, whose state constitution makes them a special case. 

#FOMO

you’ve invaded my brain go away

Today

What you give away

It occurred to me the other day that you might be lying about whether Ray Ray was a pathological liar.

Aren’t all junkies?

Creeps.

No. I was gonna say, everyone’s favorite junkie a premiere funky who gets sulky in his freewheeling scene -stealing calamide lotion staring down the street while you pop those friggled uptown

home of the brave my ass I heard her say as you walked away

But save that for another day

Sing the song of truth

No one knows your name

Bring in

calamity Jane

Citizen Kane

Nathaniel Zane

What?

Are you insane?

Some people call me loco

Mean Jean Feline

Coke machine

Powerful but

enamored

with the “wrong”

Crowd

Subjecting Objections to

You’ve known you were both object and subject your entire life. It’s sewn into those scars in the skull, precious time our loved ones have occupied, and the sentido that cannot be explained.

Primal wound, they say. Abandonment issues. being adopted is a deep rooted transformative thing and there’s no way to express, not for me anyway, right this day, three years extreme trauma, extensive damage (why I’m still alive, no one knows), and emotional desert, entertainment the monster, media the Medusa turning you all to stone, Aphrodite survives as does Artemis.

We’re screwing this up, aren’t we.

The emptiness abides,

Provides the answer

in its silence.

object subject

How you meld two polar opposites becomes scar tissue, burrowed reaction time, downward spiraling survival rate, diehard anti-everything you have yet to say.

This was the inevitable outcome?

Look at the data. Memorize the theorem.

Don’t ask questions.

If you’re not born into advantage, you’re fucked. But not always.

Your affliction, Dissociation.

They’ve got statistics and probabilities for things like that. Charts, graphs & data ad nauseum, tested and evaluated, substantial wariness.

The things that matter.

The advertising campaign for global warming shows a beautiful tribe, no ugliest amongst perfected DNA,

This was no Typee, forbidding communication breakdown, hidden hand misfeasance, miscreant miscalculations.

 Sure, no problem is the most overused syllogism because to bring up the word problem infers a new subject.

The Clone Wars

The Chinese may unwittingly take the credit for greatest human blunder. We wait and see.

The Chinese roll the dice, here, we say the die is cast. We don’t give up, won’t give in, and are not necessarily defeated. Why this is assumed is something we shake off.

We “won” the war of moral humanity only to fritter away, sometimes rotten to the core from secret wars, outsourcing success, selling out our people, the people, those we could learn from – why not be the strongest not the craziest?

When do we jump? Here come the lemmings but they don’t all jump.

  • furlough the deep state
  • privatized prison owned by SCOTUS
  • grave robbers, hobnobbers, rabble rousers @ dc
  • LOBBYISTS GREED-MEN not freedmen PUNDITS PANDERING PREPARING WORDS TO SLAY YOU.

.


260.82% of a common year

some perspective is needed

Ray Bradbury Brad Rayburn Blurry Ray

-again, empty, saddened, sore. I lie on the floor, sacked by evil doings everywhere, any & every what I could never have premonitioned 22,848 hours ago.

260.82% of a common year (365 days)

simplified by sadness

Sustained by grief

Not enlivened by

The vengeance option,

Not enchanted

festooned and festering

score keeping, hemming, hawing, sintering, gnawing.

She feverishly knits

A blade rips

Skin from bone

the repetitive moan

despite pain

awareness

of death

as another’s

design.

This is the realization. This is the why.


The object rests her case.

Subjective, empirically derived conclusions follow a rationale that factors in the rarefication of air mundanity of insanity columns and chambers where secrets are told in exchange for lies to uphold.

Dissociative disorder gets you by.

Thirty eight years, what’s been done, and in the thick of it again.

Fifty-three. Knowing so much more, feeling so much less.

Can less be much more than before? Where am in the 11 dimensions, the 21 agenda, the trinity of existence, surrounding existence and inexplicable frames of reference reduced to spirit, contextual, biurnal, unequivocally repatriated subcutaneous angst. Which philosophers, physicists and poets agree is uniquely mankind-made.

While they digress over points of regress and surmise that sublimation is a given methodology accrued over time. Well, where did we get it then?

diversion of the energy of a biological impulse from its immediate goal to one of a more acceptable social, moral, or aesthetic natureor use.

–which implies acceptability takes time, counters our intrinsic need for immediate gratification.

a purification or refinement;

ennoblement

respect; dignify; exalt:

Is this all just a little too Borgesian?

ABC News reported congressional investigators are looking into Robert Foresman, now Deputy Chairman of UBS Investment Bank.

With Burnett’s help, banker Foresman “found his way onto the daily calendar of Thomas Barrack,” who at the time was chairing what would become Trump’s inaugural fund, ABC News reported citing internal emails.  Burnett is the guy who was brought in to oversee entertainment for the inauguration festivities.

This Producer, The Apprentice

Below with mighty joe young

Unscripted television

Me, as well

952 days

It is 952 days from the start date to the end date, end date included.
Or 2 years, 7 months, 8 days including the end date.
Or 31 months, 8 days including the end date.

Alternative time units

952 days can be converted to one of these units:
  • 82,252,800 seconds 
  • 1,370,880 minutes 
  • 22,848 hours 
  • 952 days 
  • 136 weeks 

Objective:work that pays enough to live and go to Paris one day

Also: not dying

Doesn’t mean I’m not terrified

or Transmogrified

Gen-X

therefore I eXist

I’ve worked in south Korea, South Africa and Greenland.

I’ve created an apocalyptic social experiment through documentary style shooting and intensely effective confessional interviews. (I’m a master.)

I’ve run shows reflecting cultural and ethnic identities because presupposed identity labels, I slay. Story wise and foolish.

Authenticity’s light: credibility. Ability to deliver the truth as the story commands – see Scheherazade or my version, Zerazade for details. The purpose – shifting.

The process – often not uplifting.

80 plus hour weeks, two Emmy noms , one win, countless series.

That’s how it works. You work hard for the people you respect.

I

Professional Profile LinkedIn

https://www.linkedin.com/in/katherineelizabethwalker

I’d love to discuss your project.

Here’s my calendar link to make finding time easy

https://calendly.com/kdub/meetme

The mind-made body

The largest trades

can be

gamed

— to no one.


while

just around the last bend,

he ripped everything up to

start over again.

a cry expressing an appeal for divine help.

This tariff on your soul

for a culpable nirvana

hosanna, a mantra,

no one repeats

anymore.

a cry expressing an appeal for divine help.

…a patient etherized upon the table

Do not ask what is it

Let us go

and make our visit


irrevocable distrust,
Coveting freedoms

Rintintin

begin

I hear your little cry when you had a nightmare

I cry so much I can’t wash away this oppressive stench of death
it comes so suddenly, so unfairly,
as if we are just some experiment
to be replaced by
artificial intelligence

The artifice of intellect,
an artifact of intellectus

understanding Intuition

awareness Perception

imaginal tulpa

adrift in a sea of forgetfulness


Emanations of manomāyakāya

l’esprit humain est câblé pour oublier

nous oublions

Nous (Greek)

the faculty of the human mind necessary for understanding what is true or real.

Nous (French)

we

man … how infinite in faculty

William Shakespeare

The mass-center is a fixed property for a given rigid body (e.g. with no slosh or articulation), whereas the center-of-gravity may, in addition, depend upon its orientation in a non-uniform gravitational field.

We have the innate proclivity

 center of gravity

the resultant torque  vanishes. 

center-of-gravity and the mass-center

the inclining experiment

determine our  stability,

On the verge of

course of action,

We freeze.

The Human Aura described thought-forms as simple ethereal objects emanating from the auras surrounding people, generating from their thoughts and feelings.

the plan all along.

If only feelings and ideas and stories and history really could be contained in a block of marble—if only there could be a gathering up of permanence—how reassuring it would be, how comforting to think that something you loved could be held in place, moored and everlasting, rather than bobbing along on the slippery sea of reminiscence, where it could always drift out of reach.
—-Susan Orlean

We believe in Infinite Intelligence.

Out with the g-damn old already

It’s the eve of a new year, two thousand and eighteen years after the death of Christ, one of a trilogy visiting us in triage, a place we seem to be fast approaching, as we speak.

Other than Hawaii, and Samoa, we are last to know the next year.

I’m in some kind of hell, with anger issues all around me and I’m just a stoner from Goochland, Virginia who happened to be in the New Yorker last week.

The yelling is bad for me. The lack of any form of patience and the jail house rock. Training for trauma. Again and ago and more system install.

“Which country has New Year first – New Year 2019 and last uninhabited places to observe New Year 2019 – 12 hour format World Time Zone”

https://www.worldtimezone.com/newyear.html

So here’s to the nineteenth may it be our last chance since 2020 the sources of the sources say it’s all over now.

It’s been a year of onslaught and I iSsubordination, firings and I quits from our pillars of piety, trust and wisdom.

Yeah right.

We walked the talk

Activate another device

*228

Now we belong to someone else™️

Switch accounts

Registered to the wrong me

HappyNewYear

The Specialists

Formerly Opportunists, the non-specialists must explore.

Never stop looking over their shoulders.

Is that any way to live?


I am never completely at ease, and it only seems to be getting worse-largely because I don’t know what to do, I have too much trauma/negative experience over last two years in particular and twelve years struggling to get by – with a reprieve absolutely ruined by forces that have left me broken, afraid and without conviction. I’m just so tired of it. Soul-weary from this collective mechanation of the mind, commodified body, no way to find a way through the muck.


Miss Maslow.

  • The hierarchy of needs like a diaspora of the mind, a momentary lapse of hit send, revoke access, shut out shut-ins littering the lowlands.

<li>Disappeared.</li>
<li>Were they ever here?</li>
<li>She cried for the forgotten. Took that to her grave now forgotten.</li>
<li>

Who will weep for me?


  • Then.

    There was suddenly, overnight, in dog years (our conception of time is flawed, I feel in my bones), it would seem, there was too much information. Too much noise. To tune out. A body to maintain as advancements perplex the mind, solder the soul to empty turrets of half-chewed advice.

    You simply can’t learn enough. The rewards in society are ambiguous and strained. The fodder is there. The boat explodes. We are all adrift on the Miss Maslow.

    The criticasters are telepathically hypothetically signaling their displeasure seconds before the wiring between brain and mouth engages, at variable rates of play.

    So there is that. The obvious urge to be stratocaster mcsnark is overwhelming when one feels helpless and realizes it’s actually much worse.

    Everyone, literally and figuratively, in due measure, according to their thought machine‘s neediness, and seeking any available encumbrance, is starving.

    Some quite literally for nourishment of the body (which stalwartly holds up the capricious brain), some in the beveled corners of their soul. All, for replaying of time.

    The hierarchy of needs prevails. The soul gets bled out. The machine overrides the individual. All is collectively lost.

    The main feature of the plan is that it moves credit

    creation from private hands to public (government) hands, with the public unaware of whom is really moving the government hands.

    It would seem some of our species cause this. It would appear they are gearing up for some sort of purge. Just like science fiction. Notice who is bearing down on your brain.
    Paralyzed by inequity, uncertainty and dissolving commonality, every man becomes an island. Existing in hypostatic congestion. Coagulants of amorphous soul sauce, baked into the pan.
    Attack on all fronts
    Trauma Centrifugal Limit
    Sacred Geometry

    The number two health issue
    Time slides & we forget
    C-PTSD YEAH YOU KNOW ME

    Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t.

    G-force
    G chord

    And contrary wise, what is wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?

    . Alice in Wonderland🍄

    🛴Newspeak👍🏿

    But who’s

    Watching the

    Watchers

    Youth Against Garrulousness

    ‘He called this hypnotic process “brainwashing,” a word-for-word translation from xi-nao, the Mandarin words for wash (xi) and brain (nao), and warned about the dangerous applications it could have.’

    Due to integration with shortcut bells & whistles, the washing of the brains has been accelerated.

    mythological entanglements form integumentary patterns

    a format to interface

    with or without your

    platform

    terrifying ancient techniques to turn the Chinese people into mindless, Communist automatons. He called this hypnotic process “brainwashing,” a word-for-word translation from xi-nao, the Mandarin words for wash (xi) and brain (nao), and warned about the dangerous applications it could have. The process was meant to “change a mind radically so that its owner becomes a puppet.

    But that’s China, right? Not the USA where freedom is celebrated and your mind is owned by capitalism not communism.

    So, what’s the difference?

    State-created borders

    They are amorphous when you consider the history of wars.

    Because most possible answers are wrong, and there is no force to guide us to the correct answers. 

    So we are adrift, prepping for six month power outages, outraged over various multiple choice questions and just plain starved for what we’ve missed in letting the lesser of us take over the control over the rest. The money man over the teacher, the lawyer over the doctor, the marketing genius over the farmer.

    We’ve let this happen because everyone is too busy supporting a family, burying head in sand or building up defensive reactions to new ideas or old ideas repackaged in new millennial-friendly bytes since millennials are all that matter any more. Or so they believe and they have the upper hand of 83.1 million representing more than one quarter of the nation’s population.

    And because we are the tenth most dangerous country for women:

    The United States is the lone Western nation to make the Thomson Reuters Foundation ranking. The United States is ranked 10th because of its third place rank in sexual violence — which includes rape, sexual harassment, and coercion into sex — and sixth place rank in non-sexual violence, such as domestic physical and mental abuse.

    And this is our hierarchy of experience.

    Don’t hold your breath

    We stood at the precipice

    staring at bones

    they didn’t lie

    but had shattered

    with time

    That endless roar

    between the eyes

    herding us home.

    This is not as bleak

    as it sounds,

    we pander,

    to no one in

    particular.

    By holding on to that first note, it

    generates a feeling of suspense

    This time

    We inhabit together

    Can we make something

    of it,

    together?

    Do we not have the

    capacity to be

    compassionate,

    fair and wise?

    Saddened

    Sorrow fills the

    night air

    eery calm

    the center of the

    universe

    Mind mapping

    Dream leaving

    desperate by

    the side of the road.

    from the forthcoming

    Chimera Climate by me

    Dream Weaver