Why I Am Also 'Stoopid'

I am one of those people who can watch a movie one week, and the very next week watch it again (if I liked it the first time, of course), and 'pretend' that I don't really know the ending at all.

Over many years now, I have more or less trained myself to literally retain no recollection of the ending scenes - so I basically get almost greater enjoyment in subsequent viewings!

And, I can keep it going for, well -, I haven't reached my 'upper limit yet.'

Joe Bailon invented the color 
'Candy Apple Red.'
Goes really well on Corvettes.

For example I have watched 'Wall Street' (the movie) upwards of eighty times now; I stopped counting after sixty...

To this moment, I would have to drag it out of the deepest recesses of my brain what really happens in the end - all I recall is that Gekko whacks Bud Fox in the nose either right at the end or near there or something; I have no idea. And what that even has to do with the actual ending I don't exactly know.

Ice Station Zebra? No idea how that ends either. How many times watched? Impossible to tell. Could even be more than Wall Street.

So what I'm about to say now, should be taken in context of that.

It would be just wrong of me, and a lie to not tell you all, that I just got directly contacted by 'friends.' I have a vague understanding of why, but that didn't stop me from quickly checking all the world news to see if maybe something 'disastrous' or stupendously beneficial, happened. But there was nothing in the news anywhere at all.

I checked with a few Earth friends, even the surreptitious ones - same result.

Mozambique raw rubies.
Nice.

I know why they made contact. It was extremely brief but it was certainly 'interesting' and still for me rather exciting even now, or in fact, especially now. When I was a tiny kid it was nothing to me at all - just plain run-of-the-mill stuff that was to be expected, and always in exact line with 'times and schedules' that somehow I seemed to have 'prior knowledge' about. And when I say 'prior knowledge' I mean full prior knowledge.

Frankly, I'd have to say I pushed myself through this same stage of 'pretending' stuff, likely in order to fit into everyone else and their perceptions and views and therefore expectations.

The basic thing has always been like some kind of 'way-point' signal: 'you are on track now.' 

Beforehand it's like you have to push with effort, against the abject thickness of opposition to the flow that you are directing.

And then though, eventually, the opposition just breaks down. At every moment before that, it was a massive wall that appeared as if it could never be broken down or broken through. It always breaks.

The fundamental idea that I have been circling around over the last few days is this: human beings have very clear-cut neural systems in-built, that signal certain kinds of danger to the brain. The active parts of this system are known as 'nociceptors.'

Just because of the colors!
You don't go out and buy and drink
the stuff, for heaven's sakes!
You just look at the colors. Nice colors.

So, your hand has some conception of when a strut is about to break under strain or pressure, for instance. Your skin has a good conception about when something is 'getting too hot.' 

I can see from the site data here, that a reasonably large group of the same readers stop by and pay some attention to what is being said.

So that group of people will be the only people in the whole world right now, who will shortly become aware of the human neurological systems of 'euciceptors.' And these are neural and neuro-sensory/chemosensory systems which deliver knowledge (acutely reliable information) to the brain about when you are in the vicinity of some highly valuable thing that is capable of and also about to be, being accessed by you.

Most people wander around whole entire large and fairly concentrated numbers of people (for example, in cities), as well as theoretical or hypothetical or commercially-offered resources, and have no knowledge of whether any of those things are actually available to them in reality, or whether what is being represented to them on the surface, is even the thing they are after underneath that in any case mostly fabricated surface.

Virtually always nowadays, you cannot make money gambling at a casino, because the rules of gaming and betting have evolved to take into the picture all the known historical methods of having the player have a bettable chance to win. You can 'place pressure' on a gaming table and it will not break in your favor.

The same goes for the stock market.

Yeah, even on a 
good day, I'm not
going to be Kimy though,
right?!

You can 'chat up' some model at Davos in the face of George Soros but you will not overcome the size of money that will be used against you, if even simply to block you from prevailing, and not even to get that other person into the sex-room with ugly George for any money; simply to block you.

And this is because neither you nor George have euciceptors enabled and functioning. George is using money to overcome direct practical competition. And you don't have any money to do it back to him, but that would be your plan anyway...

Let the word 'euciceptor' and the concept of it roll around in your head for awhile.

Don't let it be that people are spoon-feeding you too much. I know you guys, if the super advanced ET Aliens come down here and spoon-feed you, your eyes will fall onto the spoon, and seeing that it is shiny like silver, you will knick it! 

Oh I don't need to eat the contents - I just want the spoon...

What I mean by me being 'stoopid' is that this is still all so much fun for me. And it always will be. I should know how it all ends, and I do - somewhere in the mind there... ...Somewhere. Right now I can't see where and therefore I don't have in my consciousness what the ending is. I think it's good, though.

...Is in Romanian. You'll still be able to understand it, because - euciceptors, and pronoia: