50% if it is, is if it, it is if
50% if it is, is if it, it is if
Yesterday I posted a Scorpions Death Metal cover idea on Facebook (Loving U Sunday MoUrning instead of Loving You Sunday Morning), and then behind the wall of sleep (Black Sabbath song recently featured here) I realised Death and Metal are both five-letters words with the letters E-A-T within them: the same three letters featuring in my TEA-EAT-ATE letters box mixing those letters up: my latest attempt at proving my genius!
Death is also a shenel word: an idea I had two summers ago, of words within words, with the shenel name I gave them compounding shell and kernel as in nuts; as it has eat within d-eat-h.
Another example was sa-tie-ty, as shown in this Facebook comment I made, with satiety having two letters either side of tie.
Dream Time Consciousness-Unconsciousness Beach Analogy
I’ve been studying my own consciousness-unconsciousness since starting my writing career in 2005, as shown in this ‘self-portrait’ of how I thought my brain worked:
I was inspired by the counter-culture I’d been in since the 1980s then, and the philosophers and scientists I’d learnt about in university between 1995-2005.
I remember reading about the hypnagogic state between waking and sleeping in a writing magazine sometime after 2005; thinking I really related to that.
This morning, waking up with the letters EAT again in my mind, I thought the conscious and unconscious have a relationship like beach and sea, with sleep unconscious overlapping like the sea tide, sometimes leaving debris on the beach consciousness when it has gone.
When good ideas are left like that it feels like a gift: like finding something beautiful or valuable washed up on the shore. Most of my work has come from such times, or inspired by other media, but I have also undertaken some gruelling mental voyages; like Odysseus, Jason (Argonauts) and Sinbad!; especially to complete the epic XaW Files: Beyond Humanity travel quest!
My posts here are usually ‘first drafts’, written on the spur of the moment, like spontaneous prose as promoted by Jack Kerouac from the 1940s and later; or inspired by previous thoughts offline. If I was writing articles or academic papers I’d edit them.
So for more clarity I’ve returned to a couple of recent posts. I do that for three reasons:
Perfection Examined and Explained
Recently, I called this anagram box a perfect 3×3:
It is pefect in that the three words work horizontally and vertically, 3×3 two ways. So the 3×3 refers to the number of words and letters, rather than it working three ways.
There is also of course an extra EAT working backwards from position 9 to 1*, leading back to the start where it starts an EAT-TEA (acronymically and homophonically ET as in extra-terrestrial) horizontally (1 to 3*) and vertically (1 to 7*).
*Numbers 1-9 referred to above work:
So maybe 3x3x2+1 would be a more complete and accurate equation. 3×3 words and letters x 2 ways working (vertically and horizontally) and 1 working backwards diagonally.
Room for Improvement?
However, complete/contrary perfectionists may argue that to be perfect it should also work backwards and diagonally. While it couldn’t spell the same TEA-EAT-ATE words working backwards, it could conceivably spell different real words.
Leaving just one word each of tea-eat-ate creates a typical capital i shape, as in:
That letter (i) was of course the prime theme in my other letter wordplay (letterology!) post this week.
Even More Wordplay
Another EAT is created going backwards diagonally from square 9 to 1.
All three words can be fitted into five letters from nine in a cascading letters wave, for example, TEATE:
TEA, to start, then adding the other T for T(EAT), and then the other E for TE(ATE).
This works the other ways: EATEA (ATE and TEA added to EAT) and ATEAT (TEA and EAT added to ATE).
Happy Wordplay New Year!!!
Did you know three-letter anagrams like TEA-EAT-ATE work forward and down when close together like the above?
Is this commonly known? I guess so.
My thinking followed this ‘box’ I posted in a Facebook post this week:
eat tea for two
two Ts in: EAT TEA
TEA AND EAT in that box also create a letters T of course!
The numbers refer to two words of three letters, with two of each letters and the others adding up to four. The T shape of the letters could also be added to the two teas spelt out to make three.
I didn’t realise it until after writing it that EAT TEA is a longer way of saying E.T., as in extra-terrestrial!!
It also fits into my philosoT (edited down from philosophT) categories previously created here, referring to the drink tea rather than the food tea.
If it was provided by my muse for mistYmuse 2019/20 (#mYm2019) I thank my muse.
The box shape reminded me of 1987 (year I started travelling! Horror movies like that interweaved with the rock/metal music I liked) classic horror fiction Hellraiser’s box, but that is much more intricate and multi-dimensional!
Dear ol’ Pinhead, one of my favourite characters of that genre then.
Hellraiser fandom:— The first meeting between protagonist and antagonist:
Kirsty Cotton: “Who are you?”
Pinhead: “Explorers in the further regions of experience. Demons to some, angels to others.”
I just wrote a little pagan poetry ditty over at travel25years:
I don’t need to travel the Earth
to be where I feel home
because I’m already
in a pagan state
pagan state of mind.
… to introduce a couple of gYgPOP (greenYgreyPinkyOrangePurple) clips from documentaries about the old Native American settlement at Cahokia, and had a song playing in my mind.
Blondie – Song and History
After a while I thought the chorus was Living in the Real World, but still didn’t know who’s song it was. I was shocked to find it was Blondie, and it was their song; although written by keyboardist Jimmy Destri according to Wikipedia.
Eat to the Beat (1979) was the last album that Blondie were my favourite band, due to musical differences! (self-parodying a cliché reason when bands break up).
They mellowed out the next year with Autoamerican, while I went in the opposite direction, getting into heavy rock and metal full-time!
The Poem of Two Songs
My recent Folding Mirror poem Fracking My Brain Up… was so epic, taking about a week of thinking and psyching up before writing it, that the soundtrack morphed in my brain from the Spinners’ Working My Way Back To You (Fracking My Brain Up For You)…
… to D-A-D’s Sleeping My Day Away… (Fracking My Brain Away)!
‘They’ve Gotta Have Us‘ was the name of a BBC series about black people and Hollywood, but could also be a title of a series about British immigration, with the subtitle ‘And we’re going to consume as much as possible and not control our birth rate.’
For some it could also be used for their attitude to ‘relationships’, as I’ve experienced at work; where ‘Multicultural anti-racism’ are used to pressure and harass. Workforces are full of the same people involved in the grooming, with the same technological and talking skills used for selling.
Those are the skills needed for twenty-first century world, and that’s probably one of the reasons the New Labour government turned a blind eye for twenty years.
There’s a lot of ‘Trojan horse’ tactics too, getting ‘white British’ workers to be politically incorrect/racist etc and then complaining, so they can get more non-British whites into work.
Tommy Robinson did a much better job at exposing all this with a video that got him banned from Facebook, but is still on YouTube, and it’s all stuff I’ve seen and experienced in the last twenty years, trying to use my PhD to be a good role model for white working-class people, and defending women and children in general.
Not only were working-class children exposed to cultures where child marriage are the norm, but New Labour’s focus on multiculturalism tore down their instinctual defence, like pitting a prey animal against a predator after taking the prey animal’s teeth and nails out too.
I heard an ‘African heritage’ woman on a BBC discussion programme saying they weren’t going to control their birth rate after President Macron suggested it a couple of years ago, but then they expect Europe to act as a release valve for their overpopulation.
The ‘green left’ have been supporting it, despite it obviously being negative for the environment. I think they’ve been conned into supporting ‘capitalist consumerism and industrialisation’ by ‘multiculturalism’.
Which kind of puts me at odds with both sides of the political divide for different reasons. The ‘working-class’ right-wing and liberal ‘left-wing’ are ‘at war’ over ‘immigration’; but for apparently conflicting reasons, they’re both on the same side when it comes to overpopulation and construction
Why are the establishment doing this to the native people of the country? I heard a BBC newsreader say in a discussion this week that humanity does better when diversifying; so is it a defence against ‘in-breeding’? If it is, why don’t they just admit it, and make it clear, instead of using brainwashing and persecution tactics; and even grooming and rape?
Why did they send white children around the Commonwealth while bringing the ‘Windrush’ people over in the 1950s? Was it a reaction to World War Two?
After the 1980s mixture of strikes and royal scandals the Establishment seemed to be rocked, so what’s been done to ‘working-class’ communities could be a reaction to that: especially either side of the Pennines. Is it to divide and keep conquered?
In a more conspiracy/controversial way, as espoused by people like David Icke, could it be ‘black magick man penis worship’ as seen in the old film The Devil Rides Out, and the House of Blackheads I saw in Riga.
Culture and Sport
When football fans are joining in, as with Manchester United and Lukaku, it shows how quickly brainwashing can work! Or it the Red Devils connection?
I think they were probably trying to show their support, but Lukaku didn’t like it, considering it ‘racist’; as liberal filmmakers like James Cameron have ‘got it wrong’ with Avatar.
I recently watched the new Magnificent Seven, having liked the subtle civil rights message of the old, as in many westerns of the era, which was of course not liked by anti-white racists, who criticised them for whitewashing.
I considered the new Magnificent Seven anti-white and paganophobic, with the church central to the black hero bringing the white baddie to his knees; finished off by a white woman! I just looked it up to see if there was any anti-white racism criticism, and just found an article saying it was still too white racist, as the whites weren’t shown as being racist enough!
I thought the same about Gallowwalkers, another revisionist western with a black hero versus white people and the sun/light as the baddies!
I.S. Were My Enemy and War
I was trying to support multi-ethnicity while criticising the Multicultural Fascism policy of the ‘Establishment’. Unfortunately, the loss of a ‘common enemy’; as I think I’ve been used during that time too!; seems to be creating a power vacuum that people who used to get along okay are not any more.
But maybe it’s just because the ‘Establishment’ has used me as bait, sending me to the ‘multicultural’ area to work; with an IRA supporter and black power supporter called Mohammed!; etc and attaching people to me who are likely to conflict with me. Maybe it is all a coincidence!?
Meanwhile, the Pied Piper of grooming, Russell Brand, who apparently wanted an anti-capitalist revolution; rather than my hegemonic evolution; is back on prime-time TV, looking like a right luvvie!
My latest poetry book and second of greenYgrey fantasy fiction parody comedy Australia travel from when I was trying to create a better Britain are free on Smashwords this week as an ebook download.
I was and am a writer first. I have lots of different causes, which unfortunately conflict, but revolve around making the world the best possible for humanity and animals, and the nature we live in:
Werewolf of Oz: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/325567
242 Mirror Poems and Reflections: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/321583
This is not a fracking poem! It’s brainy poetry!! Autobiography neurology!!!
Fracking My Brain Up, Down To Coffee Cup
mine mine, it’s all mine
exploring all day, digging for sign
word connections, startling revelations
sparking neurons, storing learns
deep seams all dried out
written what it’s all about
now I’m just chipping away
just to keep thinking day by day
pump coffee mixing in, flood blood stimulating adrenaline
hoping hormone rushes to stem of brain
where hippocampus and amygdala contain
short and long term memories
together with all humanity’s
universal mind, original creation
mother earth, genetic lactation
will these words, contribute to legacy
something like Shakespeare, to be
I’ve enrolled my second and latest poetry collection, 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections, along with Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travels By Google Maps, in the Smashwords read an ebook week for free sale, starting Sunday March 3rd.
There’s been a lot of news relevant to this world recently. After putting Meghan Markle in her place on this site’s sister site, travel25years.wordpress.com, recently I read she’s in New York now, staying with lots of friends in the swankiest hotel, and eating at the best restaurants – after complaining about UK universities being pale, male and stale; very ageist and racist! We are the natives of this country and continent, as Africans are in Africa – not Europe, Caribbean or Americas! Maybe Meghan should campaign for native people and cultures instead of invasive ones!!
Karl Lagerfeld Died Aged 85
I don’t think Karl Lagerfeld was definitely a better person than Meghan Markle overall, but I think he was more honest and les hypocritical. He used image and soundbites openly and honestly, and I think that made him fair game for parody; as all celebrities are.
For one last bit of parody, my epitaph for him is that while he was a legend in fashion, and created a uniquely memorable persona, he will surely be best remembered for providing a quarter of one of the greenYgrey world’s most memorable names: fashionista suprema, Stella Lagerwolf-Bruno.
Funnily enough, in a weird rather than comical way, I’d been writing about fashion on travel25years and mentioned Stella Lager… just before seeing the news about Karl Lagerfeld’s passing.
Today, I saw a story on Russian wonder kid, Boriska Kipriyanovich, who is said to have known about space without being taught anything. Was he born in space as he thinks, or was the knowledge passed down to him in his DNA? Somebody called him an indigo.
It’s a term I remembered from long ago, so I looked it up again, and wrote this new Folding Mirror poem from the 7 Traits of Indigo Adults article. I think I’ve had all seven traits, but some are waning now, due to the state of humanity and the world. I don’t know if they are something most people identify with, as mediums in seances are said to ask general questions familiar to most people, according to sceptics like Derren Brown.
Here’s an image of an indigo person doing a spectacular Y-POP (PinkyOrangePurple):
It’s Hard To Be Indigo, When Losing All You Know
Am I an indigo
or just its anagram
I could be both
as indigos empathise
middle of seven traits, first is asking why
the ending sign
making me wonder if
the end of ambition
mind eye my mission
The first T-20 Y-day eve is upon us. It was quite some weather day too, with the mist turning up on the last day of its two-months part of mistYmuse, and then evaporating as the sun strengthened in the afternoon, as it’s supposed to do in Mist Evaporation Week (MEW) before a pinky POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sunset (as written in yesterday’s blog post, although the sun doesn’t really rise and fall as it looks to us, it does rise and set to us; they are all human concepts, along with solstices and equinoxes etc).
I didn’t know how I was going to celebrate it, and then thought of writing a poem containing twenty Ts! It only reached seven! So I wrote another one, which had twenty-two!! So, thinking of marketing, that’s nine bonus Ts, coloured in tawny, making it quite some T20 party… sure is where I wanna be x 3!!!
all was quiet
on Y-day eve morning
thick mist reminded one
of green(y-Y)grey dawning
not if ‘you’re’ travelling, my ‘self-ish’ thoughts unravelling
sun shone through
the sky turned blue
as if remembering Y-rise
a nice surprise
Yesterday it dawned on me
todayiTy fits into philosotea
part of my philosophy
time after coffilosophy
written in prose poetry
trouble with my psyche is, there’s no words for this
I remember Cyndi Lauper
time after time
but there’s no music
for something so lethargic
sky pinks I remember magic
The song doesn’t have any message for or from me, and was just the music that came into my head as I wrote ‘time after’, mixed with Eminem, who I’ve cited before. Just watched the video, and amazed she does a T at the end. A fitting finale for the T20 party!!