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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.
Just over a decade after my winter sunrises video there was a similar sunrise to the one featured mostly in that video this morning. As you can see, the sun now looks a little more northerly (to the left as you look at it), and it continues in that direction now until midsummer, moving from a southern-facing window to an eastern-facing one.
Because of the Earth’s tilt, in northern hemisphere’s winter, it’s as if we’re a human lying back looking out over ourselves, just able to see something above our body. In the summer, it’s as if we’re sitting up, and can see the same object much easier. Our planet is kind of like being on a Waltzer ride: https://youtu.be/RPMLRgKWefs
The December 2009 video:
Not so misty for mistYmuse 2019/20 (#mYm2020), but nice and relevant nonetheless!
After the TEA-EAT-ATE anagram box:
I thought the related POT (teapot) might work as well, with OPT and TOP other words from those letters, but doesn’t work three-ways; only working two-ways from any combination:
Starting with TOP and OPT leaves PTO at the end; it is an acronym for Please Turn Over, but not a word:
Starting with OPT and POT leaves TTO:
Starting with POT and OPT also leaves TTO
I guess a word with two vowels might be needed. Do you know any others that work?
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.”
We live in a time of answers
for yesterday’s questions
for tomorrow’s answers…
(moral: always time of change)
is all in your mind
outside events are
There’s only one location
necessary for philosophy –
in your head…
segueing into Cranberries’ Zombie!
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!!
Thanks to those who read my books on Kindle in August and made it my best month ever on the platform. You made a cranky old writer feel like a spring lamb who escaped the chop and lived to be an old muttonhead!
Brexit Politics Uninteresting and Depressing
Because of that I thought I’d write a new Folding Mirror poem. Despite that little bit of personal euphoria, the poem turned into a bit of a downer, which is the way Brexit dominating politics has been this year, and I’ve usually written from a social rather than personal view. More details of child grooming in the UK this week compounded it.
A perverse side-effect of Brexit is that more of those demographics could be brought in to replace Europeans who leave. Maybe the Establishment will do it to punish the native working-class demographic, as they seem to have been doing since World War Two; especially in the Home Children white slavery scandal, miners’ strike starving hard workers and New Labour’s Multicultural Fascism that has turned the UK into a war zone.
I didn’t vote in the Brexit referendum, and am sorry to any nice hard-working fair-play Europeans caught up in it, who didn’t sleep with their tutors or bosses to get jobs or promotion (more the tutors, bosses and system’s fault), or undermine other students or workers to get the jobs! I think most are nice, and wish them well for the future. Those already here can stay of course, as far as the deal currently on the table suggests.
Armistice Soldiers’ Centenary, Community Politicians’ Buffoonery
keep on depressing
with all your messing
pushing down, down, down
no more playing the clown
keep straight face now
do nothing might raise brow
hide your emotion, restrain joyous commotion
still in basement without exit
despite sign marked Brexit
people voted to restore identity
democracy, democracy, democracy sincerity
we are not amused
you seem confused