Bombastic

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these rivals have alternated violent attacks with bombastic speeches pompous, blustering, turgid, verbose, orotund, high-flown, high-sounding, overwrought, pretentious, ostentatious, grandiloquent; informal highfalutin, puffed up; rare fustian.

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Perhaps the next phase of weapon systems will utilize dream state architecture and dream cities and dream spaces — destruction of flesh-based delusions is perhaps a thing of the past now… so let’s see what sort of Russian spices we can bring to the dinner gala…

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Oh, and so I’ve started my summer reading…  Ayn and Blavatsky and of course Nabokov

Regarding Speak Memory, I have a tale to tell by summer’s end…

-Ilya Alexander Terra

It’s a funny little insidious secret that seduces with a full bouquet of guilt and misguided ideas.

A funny little secret that rips the flesh off your bones and wraps your identity around your neck like a noose and hangs you from the rafters of the cathedral of your delusions.

I can see you swaying to the winds of hope, hanging by the rope, singing the same old tune.

A rope made with your own misbegotten dope.

This secret creeps on you like wildfire through the chambers of your will…

And renders the world as you imagine it.

But what do you imagine?

Alas…

You have one last chance, this is the moment of your epiphany.

You have brought me here… so close your eyes, and choose…

Choose to rearrange your projection, recreate your mental atmosphere and populate it with your will to radiate.

At the nexus of the quantum matrix of infinite probabilities you can choose to drink the poison lullabies,

Or,

See yourself in your cosmic context, hurtling through the flux of space-time static continuum, chanting the symphony of a thousand stars, giving birth to radiant rivers of light, dancing like a lunArtic sophist, barefooted, through the asp-strewn catacombs of Angkor Watt, while the rhythm and vibrations of a Thousand-and-One projections merge and bubble and burst through the concrete and steel towers of your world, and explode into screaming whispers…

Wake up!

-IAT

He told me a thing or two or three…

And then I got up,

And I wrote this blog.

See?

Oh, I though I’d share this with you,

It all began here, not so very long ago…

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…Sounds like an ebony Casanova with a shiny velvet suit sliding up to a well-endowed bosomy woman to make her swoon…

“Allow me to introduce myself,”  he low-growls with a hint of smile as he takes her gloved hand and brings it to his whiskered lips, his eyes twinkling with the prospect of the hunt.  ‘Close the deal, always close…’ he thinks to himself while still holding her gaze.  His one mantra, his desperate fear behind his carefully crafted veneer.

Dr. Groovefinger, we used to call him and recounted his adventures about making all the local tavern women swoon; he was a relic of a bygone era, stuck in the 80’s when the going was good, trapped between boomers and the Xs, and hopelessly fallen in the crack gutter of time.

But you gotta give it to him for his epic quixotic effort to find that Dulciana of his, that elusive Beatrice…  Dr. Groovefnger…

I wonder what happened to him.  Last I remember was Joe talking about him, seen him there in the corner of 14th and R streets, with a bottle wrapped in a bag, still wearing his Crown Royal velvet jacket, stumbling along…casting an insignificant shadow along the trash-strewn sidewalk past the abandoned parking lot overgrown with weeds and bramble.

No one has seen him since… but we still think of him now and then, especially when I rummage through the old lady Epstein’s yard sales.  She’s been offing her 60’s junk for years now on the pretense that she needs money for her operation, same tune for two years now, but no operation… But I can’t help it, I keep going through her junk, hoping to find something…  Hoping to be reminded of Groovefinger, imitation gold musty album cover containing a scratchy old LP.  I finally fork out the 25 cents and buy it….

You can barely make it out through the heavy and deep gouges and scratches and the pasted dust over the years packed in the grooves.

“Well, hel-scratch there…schhhhhtshhh-to introduce my s-cr-elf… (beat)  they call me Dr. Groovefinger…”  The jazz begins.

-Iliad Alexander Terra

Backdrop for Ohm's Episode Volume 1.1.1.1 the Q

Ohm’s law states that V = IxR, where V is voltage, I is Current and R is Resistance.

If we further define Voltage as Potential, then we derive that Potential = IxR.

Thus, given a constant Current or I, we discover that the higher the value of Resistance, the greater the Potential.

Conversely, in order to achieve a higher Currency value, we must reduce Resistance, since I = V/R

What then is the relevance of Ohm’s Law to the individual and the social fabric?

Our lives have quantifiable Potential determined by the value of our Labor x Time.

Since electrical current flows through our bodies, supported by a constant cycle of consumption and exhaustion, we can identify each individual human as a dynamic energy unit, no different than a battery cell.

Thus the Potential of our lives flows at maximum value when resistance is at minimum.

This dynamic synergy with universal syntax, or union with divinity, is the optimum objective of inherent process.

However, as all natural resources are mined, a subversive and sinister mechanism has been devised to cultivate and harness the power of human potential.

This mechanism is the monetary currency, an abstract sleight of hand that has been exchanged for the value of human energy.

Thus, Currency will flow at maximum where Human Value or Potential is met with the least Resistance:  I = V/R.

This would still be in synergistic harmony were it not for one simple question:

Who controls Currency?

If Labor Resists who stands to lose?  The Currency masters do!

Now, in order for the Human unit to present the minimum value of resistance it must be programmed, pacified, educated and conditioned to offer the least resistance.

Should it still resist, it will be deemed unproductive and exterminated.  Thus, the objective of Currency masters is to utilize regulators and transformers to reduce and remove Resistance to the flow of Currency.  This will be achieved by force or by deception.

In synopsis:

Human + Being or Human (Hu) + Being (infinite or 8) = Hu8 = Infinitely flowing Potential Energy.

Therefore I = V/R

Where I = Currency

And V = Hu8 or Energy

And R’ = Revolution or Radiance or choice, impediment to the optimum flow of the masters’ Currency.

The new paradigm:  Radiance or R’ = VR/I

-Iliad Alexander Terra