A reading of my article X Marks The Spot
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That’s The Ticket
A ticket to something strange, adventurous and magical. There are a few films that I notice have that as a theme, where there is an offer of something mystical and unknown, and a sort of verbal contract is entered before being represented with a physical item in the form of a ticket. Maybe a new twist on the signing away your soul idea, because there is no firm awareness, or signature it seems as though it is more benign. But what is being offered is often an exchange, as there is a need from the ticket bearer, although it might not at first be obvious what that is. I’ll put the most obvious one first, as this should be familiar to most people.
Charlie and the chocolate factory – the golden ticket being the hook for this tale, with a very odd journey thereafter to reveal what the ticket may lead to. Exposing some of the weaker traits in people where greed and selfishness are the main features of their personality. Showing how sometimes with very little incentive, people will happily throw their own to the wolves, or instantly separate themselves from others if they think they might ‘win’.
Big – although the film was centred around an arcade game, it was once the ticket had been issued, informing the bearer ‘Your wish has been granted’, that the magic was activated. The contract being sealed with you accepting the ticket. In that instance, making a child be an adult and go through adult experiences for months, before it manages to be reversed.
Last Action Hero – a magic movie ticket, when used, creates a portal between the movie screen and the ‘real world’, transporting the lead character into the story, who then becomes part of it. And then a little like we see around us today, where it seems the reverse has happened like at the end of the film, where the movie characters start coming out into our world instead, and the crazy storylines and scripts infiltrate reality.
Polar express – on the face of it, a nice film for children, set at Christmas and is about journeying to the North Pole to visit Lapland I think. But from what I remember, there are no parents, the kids are all picked up in their jammies in the middle of the night, and there is an odd conductor who oversees all of this. The ticket being hugely important, and gold again I believe, with the moment of panic when the main character can’t find his ticket and thinks he will be excluded.
It all seems to be about enticement, secrecy, and agreeing to be part of the situation voluntarily. See my article They Are Vampires, But Not As You Know It, for more on that. And in these films, and others I’m sure, it’s usually put forward as magical, outrageous and thrilling in a good way mostly. Almost as if it’s priming young minds, to believe that when and if they find themselves being offered a golden ticket, it will be exciting and great things will follow. But as with many other illusions of this world, I fear that’s just how it seems…
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The Bit In Between – article reading
MKW Recipes
I thought it might be handy to put all my recipe links in one post, for me as well as anyone else who might like to use them. I’ll add to it as I get round to writing more down and trying new ones, but it’s a start.
Apple, Honey and Cinnamon Cakes
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A Way Out
The spiral appears many times throughout history. Artifacts, carvings and representations of it across various cultures and times.
And it’s a certain film that features it briefly that ties into this thought and is a good place to start. Dark City. Where the inhabitants are contained within a kind of illusion, where they are used as an experiment and kept from knowing what reality is, who they are and where they are from. One of the characters who has a ‘psychotic break’ is seen repeatedly drawing a spiral, to signify the endless entrapment, with no way out.
But it was seeing a few images that got me thinking, and linking things together as I do, having wondered on a few of them already. And it could well be that it’s just seeing patterns where we want to, as they say humans are prone to, but it could also be there actually is a pattern, and one to take notice of.
Pictures: Top left – time lapse of stars, Top right – the labyrinth on the floor of a cathedral, Middle left – The Aztec Calendar, Middle right – Diagram of the 9 circles of hell from Dante’s Inferno, Bottom left – the heliocentric model, Bottom right – An AI generated escape from the Matrix.
Like a repeating cycle you can’t escape, or aren’t meant to even be aware of maybe. But we appear to be, as theorised in my article Simulated, Again and Again. So, what is it? Are they pieces of a puzzle to how we are contained or a possible way out? With markers, ideas and clues being left and inscribed by previous generations for us to work out or add to? I wonder…
(c) K Wicks
How Much Will You Entertain?
We entertain the fact we are being entertained. But it is no longer a relaxing jaunt, it’s become a full-on roller coaster of drama, horror and shock. Demonic, inhumane and relentless.
So how much is too much? Some of my other articles have touched on their methods and understanding of saturating our senses. Overloading us and trying to dismantle what is, and replace it with whatever that have deemed ‘better’. And using screens and technology has only made the reach bigger, but it seems that it almost can’t keep up with itself now. As if the script isn’t authorised entirely, not all the actors are holding the attention anymore, or aren’t good enough to carry on convincing people as they once did.
We are capable of filtering the mindless and endless stream of doom, if we choose. But many are so used to something else thinking for them, maybe they have forgotten how to? Or are lazy and don’t want to. And deciding what you take in takes effort and means being aware of what you are exposing yourself to. Not everyone appears to want or like that level of active participation in your own life and decisions. Instead preferring the idea that someone else has a manual for your feeling and experiences, and you should go to them for help, guidance and assistance in all life related matters. Just so you know, they don’t have that manual, because there isn’t one. But it makes for a ‘safe feeling’ to think there is one. Because it can honestly be quite scary for a moment, when you realise everyone else is making it up, or bumbling through as best they can.
So, all these tricks and traps of society, and having to navigate and factor in procedures, systems and other people fantasies, feelings and wants for the future gets a bit much. Seemingly just here to fulfil rich people’s ideas and ideals, pawns and cannon fodder for a rather elaborate cyclical game. Rinse and repeat, depress and dictate. It’s a strange bind we are in now though, where you want to ignore them and their grandiose plans, but as you are being factored into those plans, notice must be taken. But is it your attention that is required first, followed by thoughts, then feelings ending up nicely with a reaction. Which is what they want. Looking for somewhere to direct the frustration, or fear, or anger, they know it won’t get to go where it is needed. So it stays, unresolved and misdirected in the daily routine of just trying to live and get by. And perhaps they have come to rely on our instinctual responses, while simultaneously trying to quash and remould them, while we also upgrade or revisit them as needed. Working on old, outdated models of our behaviour too, trying to keep up with analysing what they are trying to influence, but it does feel as though it has taken a different turn, and one perhaps that was not foreseen or predicted. We shall see…
(c) K Wicks
A Manual Adjustment – article reading
A Rather Dark Enterprise
Go back, from where we are now, tracing a path from there to here. With gaps and unknowns of course, but I can’t help thinking they are more linked than I at first believed.
Mentioned in my article A Working Strategy, but only briefly as a side point, now I look at it in more detail. The Foundling Hospitals. At first I had just thought they had one in London, but it seems there were others. And I revisit this subject, as it would seem in these modern times too, children have and are being used as objects of experiment.
That comment coming to mind from Willard Graylin, a noted head of bioethics, who proposed the Warehouses of the Living Dead, to house bioemporuims of living cadavers. Where people could be spare body parts, being kept ‘alive’ by way of machines and respirators. Saying that by introducing those warehouses, they would no longer need to use prisoners, volunteers or mentally retarded children. Yes, implying that they already had a system of harvesting body parts from them. Horrifying and is covered a bit more in my article Perhaps.
But back to the Foundling hospital, the first one actually being in Dublin, Ireland in 1704. Strangely the two purposes of this being established was ‘to avoid deaths and murders of illegitimate children and to teach the Protestant faith’. Sounds quite weird and the opposite when you read how it went in the long term.
“Child deaths during transport to the hospital or whilst staying in the hospital were not infrequent”
And for some rather alarming stats on that, the words ‘not infrequent’ being an understatement. Constant would be more truthful.
“Between 1790 and 1796, some 5,216 infants were sent there, of whom 5,215 died. Between 1796 and 1826, 51,150 infants were admitted to the hospital, of whom 41,524 died”.
Now, it is said that following excavations, no remains or bodies have been found at the sites, yet the volume of deaths doesn’t appear to be disputed. Could this have been an early start to the rather sinister industries we have today, of child trafficking and using of body parts linked to the abortion industry specifically, and by extension the medical establishment.
That was just one of two sites in Ireland, the other being in Cork, and having very little detail about it. Shortly after, the London one opened, and as soon as you see it was petitioned by a ‘philanthropist’, and got many aristocrats and notable people on board, it doesn’t quite look right. Seems it was streamlined into a baby farming enterprise. Taking babies under 12 months, shipping them to the country for education until 4 or 5, then trained to be servants or apprentices and sent to work for your master on contract. Let me guess if any of the recipients of those ‘staff’ were the very same Lords and ladies who endorsed the project. Again making it rather lucrative to force people into giving up their children, or just taking them. And maybe that’s how they managed to control the workforce after a time, because over half of them had been trained and conditioned pretty much from birth. Making them more compliant servants with lower expectations and understanding, as they were meant to have. Keeping them down from day one.
It seems though that any institution that has ever appeared to be there to assist or help, has actually been a cover for a different purpose. And now making it so everyone goes through the same system and conditioning, churning out the next generation of workers and body parts. As it does seem that is all we are viewed as, even if the methods and mechanics of it have changed with the times. And maybe that worked for a couple of hundred years, so the workhouse and schools took over. Children allowed to grow up with their parents again, getting daily conditioning from them as they were trained, and then at school with the societal conditioning of the day. Seems like the wheels have come off that one a bit recently, so who knows what kind of institutions we will have in the future. But if we judge on them on past and present ones, we would do best to avoid them as if our lives depended on it…
(c) K Wicks
On The Clock
A side piece that came from my article Seven Again.
While reading through the Mayan seven cave myth, a picture caught my eye, and of course the reason for the cave myth. Called Chicomoztoc – The Place of Seven Caves, they say it is where they believe humans emerged from. Then going on to say that the caves are merely a representation of the human body and its orifices, and signifying the womb. And that may well be, but the picture made me think of another recent post I did, about cabbage patches. Yes, it’s one of those types of articles, and a further speculation on the idea in A Train Of Thought.
Because that too mentions certain peoples emerging from caves. But in a whimsical, fictional setting of a strange cave in the Georgia Mountains, which I have already speculated being connected to the other Georgia Mountains which happen to be named The Caucasus Mountains. I likened it to the word Caucasian, and the wild idea that is where white people emerged from, and the tale has been twisted and rewritten, the names repurposed and scattered away from the source. Perhaps. But the fictional tale around the first one mentioned, is that babies were grown in cabbage patches, then placed with the family they were meant to be with, or who purchased them I guess.
Strange that we have various tales like that, like the stork bringing them down from above, or that they grow in reeds, or can just be cultivated in gardening patches. I have also wondered about an alternative growth process for our species, in a fictional sense of course, in my short story – In the Mountain. And looked at what methods they talk of for the future of breeding in Pod Life and Pod Life 2. All quite disturbing and should be fiction, but isn’t. There are many creation myths thought that talk of different peoples or races emerging from the underground, of different species even appearing when needed as saviours and keeping people safe underground until the surface became habitable again. Now, if that were true, and part of a cycle, it would explain why periodically people would come up from what appeared to be underground. And if there was a significant gap between being down there, and those left at the surface who may have survived, could that be enough to consider them from underground? I have my other theories about what may have gone on down there in my articles In The Old Underground and One Thing Leads to Another.
And we do indeed have great empty and abandoned underground cities, and sites which appear to have had purpose, although evidence of actual people dwelling in them isn’t so forthcoming. Only the ideas around it. And there is a strange theory I have forming, of tying together all the other theories, how they could all work and be true at the same time, flat and round earth, the firmament, the ice wall, space, disasters set on a timer coming to pass when they are meant to. It could all be part of the same mechanism, like a watch and all its component pieces, ticking round to the big moment where it resets the clock to start the process over. And maybe that’s what happens to us, people, the world and civilisation.
Each time there is a cataclysm, it gets reset and it’s a race against time to uncover the truth of what came before, find the clues and what was left behind after the last events, searching the skies, land and seas for it. To find the source and stop what at first seems to be inevitable, or maybe not to stop it, could be to try and harness it, or change it, feeding stories and a fabricated history to people so they will never know the truth of how it came to be, and why it gets destroyed and reset every time. Because it was going to whether people are here or not, whether they are bad or not, whether they know or not. It seems we are all bound by the same fate, even if that is just time and mortality chasing us down, but perhaps there really is something bigger working to a clock, and we just happen to be on it…
(c) K Wicks
Ownership
A system of legal ownership over something or someone. Funny really to think that in order to ‘rightfully’ take things from people, you first have to tie them into the same definition and system of ownership as required.
Land agreements for example, they seem to be about fair apportionment, or dividing up something so people can ‘own’ it. Swiftly followed by ‘legal’ means to take it from you. All sorts of things this applies to where there is a certificate, or deed, or treaty. By signing into their ownership scheme, you then fall foul of their ‘ownership’ enterprise. Where It becomes about a Monopoly, rather than fair and free trade, but people wouldn’t have fallen for it so easily if the words fair and free meant just that. But under that guise, it became unfair and heavily restricted, regulated and a ruthless conglomerate gradually swallowed and crushed any competition or complaint. My article The Digital Doomsday Database looks at that a bit, and why it was they started compiling data on who, when, what and how much for more than just tax purposes.
And the thing is with ownership, if someone doesn’t think they own anything, you might think it’s easy to just come and take it away from them, and in a way that is correct. But, with no sense of ownership, how exactly is it that you make them then recognise it is yours once you decide that? You see, there needs to be a two way understanding for ownership to work, otherwise it doesn’t. This is where I find the new phrase being touted for the future of consumerism and sustainability, which we all must be familiar with by now. You will own nothing and you will be happy. And in principle, I can see how that might work, and maybe did once upon a time. Because owning nothing and being happy only really works if everyone owns nothing, and doesn’t want to own anything. Being possessive over things and driven by desire for more seems a trait some in society say they want to get rid of, while doing it on a grand scale. So make of that what you will.
But a personal sense of ownership is important I feel, not for material things and money, but for yourself. As it may well be that while you are distracted by things, and how much you have, someone is installing ownership over you and your personhood. It’s not just land, money and food that is up for grabs in the corporate play unfolding, people are a massive commodity and always have been. What they can do, what they can offer and how much a person and family actually generates for the system throughout their lives is probably more than we would like to think. Give thought to how much they interfere from birth to death, and how much money is made from both of those things and each step in between. And they make you think you actually cost money for them to ‘look after you’, which they then take from your slave wage contract you were taught to believe was a choice. Groomed from birth to be part of that system of worker for your whole adult life. Shunned and treated as an outcast if you chose to not take part, and things then put in place to make it harder and harder for people to choose an alternative. Telling you it’s your choice but only giving you one option kind of thing, and hounding you if you then pick the one that doesn’t give them a very intimate control over your life. Threatening legal action, and financial penalties upon you as a professional tantrum, making it appear to everyone that it is ‘for your own good’, and sadly many people have fallen for that over the centuries.
But learning to own yourself before material things is important, and understand who may want ownership over you. There are many institutions in place to tie you in by way of contract and legal agreement, to keep you beholden to the system and constantly having to come back. They own you. You’ve heard that phrase before haven’t you? But do people give thought to who is the owner, and who is the owned? It may that they are trying to break down someone’s personal sense of ownership over themselves and their possessions, because now the need has switched from Consumerism as we knew it, and moved into the ugly phase of us truly being the product as mentioned in The Mark of The Beast. All they want you to ‘own’ is debt, so they can say yes, no, jump higher and so forth. But their weakness appears to be that sense of ownership, because without it, no-one would care if you were trying to show off with more. So they need you to want to own money and things, so they can own you…
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