Breadcrumbs

I must be on some sort of a Hansel and Gretel kick lately, because here I am, once again using a line from that famous tale.

Oddly enough, I’m not sure if I’ve ever really sat down and actually read the story. Doesn’t matter though, because the notion of ‘following breadcrumbs’ is a universally accepted means of getting back home.

Just ask the universe.

When I’m not working (to pay the bills) or playing music (to calm my nerves) or reading (to get as far away from this clown world as possible), I’m researching. This absolutely means different things to different people, but for me it means surfing videos and looking up information on various sites.

I kind of miss the old days, where research involved a trip to the library, and a run at the microfiche. Now there’s a thought I haven’t had in a long while. I wonder how many people still remember how fun it was searching for information on microfiche?

“microfiche mī′krō-fēsh
 n.        A card or sheet of microfilm capable of accommodating and preserving a considerable number of pages, as of printed text, in reduced form
 n.        A sheet of microfilm, six by four inches, holding several hundred reduced images of document pages; read using a microfiche reader or microfilm reader.
 n.        small sheet of microfilm on which many pages of material have been photographed; a magnification system is used to read the material” 

So much fun, I tell you true sir.

Breadcrumbs.

Time has a such a way of changing so fast. As I follow my bits and pieces, my breadcrumbs, I can’t help but feel an indescribable urgency.

The sun is setting quite rapidly on our chances of ever regaining freedom, my friends.

I trace the shadows, trying to work even faster at unraveling the mysteries behind all this, but in the end nothing I do will have any effect on the outcome.

As I’ve often written in the past, try to enjoy what you can right now. It’s in our nature to formulate long term goals, but there’s a really good chance that’s all just a thing of the past now.

Have a goodly day, enjoy what you can right now

-I am Crandew

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Inversions

Thusly, the week begins anew.

-I am Crandew

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I Want A Big One

Life rarely works out the way we want it to.

We create a plan, most of the time without even realizing it.

We fall in love with that plan. We try our best to nurture and grow it as best we can, but in the end, our wonderful plan dissolves, never happens.

At least it never happens in the way we foresaw it happening.

That’s fine though, because life always seems to have a way of compensating us. It gives us other paths, and by following them we’re able to create new dreams.

It‘s a wonderful life or to put it another way, life itself can be truly wonderful.

It is what it is, so go out and have a great day!

-I am Crandew

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Toy Room

Before you can understand where I’m going to take you, you must first wrap your mind around where you’ve been. To help with this, I’ve prepared a room.

I call it the toy room.

Toy Room Prep

It’s not a very large space, just big enough. It doesn’t contain all the wonders of the world, but there are still a few gems left to be found, here and there. It wasn’t built yesterday, my friend, so please try to show it some respect.

The toy room has only one door, and no windows. Once you enter, you stay put. To date, very few have ever been allowed to exit and while I realize this might sound a bit scary to some, it’s simply the way of things.

You have now been prepped, time for the oven.

Toy Allocation

Upon entrance, a provisional string and button while be provided. Many hours of entertainment can be wrought from the simplest of things, so enjoy.

Also, you might initially become somewhat disoriented. While this can be a tad disconcerting, I assure you it is quite normal. We have an overwhelming abundance of toys, and in wide assortments.

Toys of all manner will be scattered across the room, from head to tail feathers, so you will be able to find almost anything your heart desires. Determining a specific toy location will not be a problem, just ask one of our friendly clerks.

A word of caution, for your own safety, all areas in the toy room are sectioned off and you are advised to stay well within the roped off areas at all times. Our friendly clerks are stationed throughout at regular intervals, should you be in need of assistance.

For your own personal safety and comfort, of course.

Toy Privilege

Social crediting status, along with current vax records, is mandatory upon entrance. This will be the deciding factor for exactly which toys will be made available to you.

Please be advised that these are hard, etched in stone, rules that cannot be changed. You come into this world, not too differently, from how you come into the toy store; your privilege begins at birth.

The type of toy and number of toys allowed, as well as the open or closed off areas within the toy room, have all been pre-determined and will not be altered.

For your own personal safety and comfort, of course.

Penalty Box

Uncomfortable as it may be, at times, there are those who might disagree with the well-established rules already in place in the toy room. Disturbances may occur.

Do not be alarmed.

Malcontents will be swiftly dealt with, and removed as promptly as possible.

In the event of such occurrences, be advised that anyone caught in the aiding and abetting of such misanthropes will also be dealt with in the same, quick, harsh manner.

Follow the rules, and all is well.

Have a great day, for your own personal safety and comfort, of course!

-I am Crandew

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Yay, Friday!

It could just be me, but sometimes I feel like a little fish in a bag, floating on top of the ocean. So close.

Have a great day, super glad we’re finally touching elbows with the weekend!

-I am Crandew

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Monkey Moon

Wicked bright, like a lighthouse beacon, suspended in the sky.

It was the first thing to catch my attention, as I stepped outside this morning to grab a smoke. The night-into-morning air always seems so crisp, so darn icy, during these long winter months, yet even more so on this morning in particular.

Hiding itself, while safely tucked away well within the snow-covered trees, was the monkey moon. That old monkey moon. Keeping a weathered eye out for stragglers, villain’s and thieves again, I’d imagine.

Probably keeping a watchful eye out for old stray dogs, such as me, just as well. It’s comforting to know that nature cares so deeply. Warms my coffee.

I can’t help but wonder, though, if the monkey moon knows anything about the moongoat?

Moongoat

I've been doing time
rolling hills in front of me
and I'm doing fine
without your chains on top of me

What if the moongoat swallows the sun?
Maybe the moongoat follows the sun?

I've been feeling high
when you're away from me
and I'm running wild
escaping destiny

What if the moongoat swallows the sun?
Maybe the moongoat follows the sun? 

I’d imagine not.

The monkey moon is reasonably chill, hanging out on most nights well within the protective shelter of his favorite trees, while the moongoat, well sir, he prefers to lazily scrape himself across the dark, midnight skies.

It would be an interesting battle though, monkey versus goat. Not exactly sure which one I’d be willing to put my money on.

Well, that is, if I had any money.

Have a great day, keep a steady eye out for those moon creatures.

-I am Crandew

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VACKSEENZ

I came across and watched the video below earlier this morning. I felt the need to pass it on, decided not to wait for my usual early morning post.

I had never heard of this guy, ChrisCrutch, before, but he has a great way of getting his point across. If you’re brave enough (and have the time) to watch it, he does a great job of explaining not only the vackseenz (as he calls it) but also the interplay between Science versus Marketing.

Science versus Marketing is a really interesting way to look at things right now.

Here’s the link to the above video from Max Igan’s pg: CHRISCRUTCH – THE ONE ABOUT VACKSEENZ

Original video here: CHRISCRUTCH

Link to TheCrowhouse

Have a great afternoon everyone!

-I am Crandew

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Fresh, Newly Formed Monsters

When the next day arrives, so too will the monsters.

They will not trickle in as one might suspect. Not at all, for they will show up fully formed, en masse, and as such, each carrying from deep within an aggressive eagerness.

It’s this eagerness, I fear, that will render all of our defenses completely sterile. Just a hint, even the faintest whiff of hesitation on our part, and we shall be pounced upon.

They are monsters, I tell you. Fresh, newly formed, piping hot straight out of the oven kind of creatures.

I dare say, we might not even recognize them fully, lest they begin chewing on our legs.

They are beyond ready to go, you see. While we… we are but the hapless fools who hide in our caves, awaiting some signal from our masters, a green light allowing us some grand return to civility.

There will be no green light, my friends.

These monsters are but children, hard cast and ready to feed on us.

The caves we hide ourselves away in will not save us.

They are not like the monsters of old for these creatures have no conscience; they will knock down our doors, and drag us crying, kicking and screaming into the streets.

It is there where most will meet their gruesome end; frightened beyond all recognition and surrounded by those newly formed monsters.

A year back, I sent word out into the world, out to the remaining heroes but there has been nary a reply. I fear they are all gone now, their very essence having been swept away by these evil times.

There’s a darkness that covers this land, while lighting its way for monsters. This darkness hides itself behind censorship and policy. It clears the way for those…

Fresh, newly formed monsters.

When the next day arrives, so too will the monsters.

-I am Crandew

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Walking Through Walls

All of the positive vibes I could muster, yet still the snowfall came.

Just a light dusting. Nothing to lose my lunch over, but it illustrated such a basic principle; hopes, dreams and wishes change nothing in our physical world.

As a small child, I would try repeatedly to walk through the walls in my room. I know, strange kid, right? True enough, I was an odd lad for sure.

No matter how hard I tried, or how many bruises I received, I just couldn’t make it work. My desire was real, but so was that darn wall.

Eventually, I learned to just use the door.

That’s the way life is sometimes, I suppose.

Now, I will always be a butter-on-bread optimist; it’s just part of my nature. Reality, on the other hand, demands that we do a bit more than just dream.

There will always come a time when getting off my arse is required, in order to make those dreams reality.

Go figure.

It took many years and quite a few bruises to have this sink in, but I feel pretty confident about it now.

Just ask that wall.

Have a great day, go walk through some walls!

-I am Crandew

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Sanctum

Rise and shine, for most assuredly, it’s the start of another glorious week!

No, I’m not really as super pumped as that might imply.

Mondays will always be akin to a glass bowl of sour grapes, but on this morning in particular, I just wanted to inject a small drop of energy into an otherwise mundane start of yet another week.

Sort of a gentle reminder to myself that as long as I breathe in, breathe out, anything is possible. Also, sometimes, you just need to throw a few sprinkles into the air to see what comes of it.

This tiny room where I spend most of my days, my Batcave, has hardwood floors and three large windows. I chose this room as my sanctum for this very reason.

Well, that and the fact that it’s the only room in my tiny apartment large enough to house the Bat computers.

All that being said, it also contains my books.

Ah, my books you say?

Glad you asked. What marvelous creatures they are.

They’re scattered about, all over the place.

I find they tend to give off a very specific kind of heat, all on their own, which is helpful in these cold times.

Each tome contains within it a very special kind of magic.

I love books.

Have a great day, and a great start to your week!

-I am Crandew

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