Your reality is only partially manufactured.

Overclockin' your noggin. Only on Sumdays.

There's a lot more to the story and off-the-wall rhetoric than at first you might suspect.

It's "just" a meme... Or is it?

If you don't know, you have no idea what you're missing, and there is only one way to find out.

That said; don't be silly. +he 777 Agend^ does not (Really?) exist. Any references are purely coincidental and most likely just a figment of your imagination. 0r not.

For the time being I have been using Facebook as my writing platform of choice far, far, far (x 100,000+pictures and real-time updating and now with New! "Reality Sync") above this blog, so if you're brave and/or bored/curious, be my guest by clicking the badge to the wRight.

You never know what kind of gems you might find hidden in the rough or just how valuable they could potentially be to you and your quality of existence within this lifetime on this planet. Hey, if it's good enough for the Best of the Best, then why would you think it might not be good enough to be of remote interest to you?


Interesting is an understatement.

Once you pay attention long enough to figure out what's really going on it will blow your mind.

In a Good way.

That would be the point.

Merry +++mas.

- A! -

Friday, December 10, 2010

Oh Yeah Right... Merry Star Wars-mas wreath - Holy Kaw!

Actually...OYR...Hmmm...That's strangely perfect...

Oh yes, where was I...

Oh yes, taking the 'random internet peer influence/advice' to use my imagination when watching movies that are in fact nothing but allegorical reflections of reality to begin with, suddenly leaving not only us, but the entire rest of the world floating in that same damn sphere of Disney-like imagination coupled with Preacher Billy-like motives, and not even existing in reality as the blod clearly states while STILL freaking busy lost at space camp trying to find SOuls I can trust beyond any of the insane behavior I've experienced from what happened when I first through the rescue flare leash into the sky back in 06 and starting making my lists and plans and requirements, so by the time your actually find reflections of the peer groups you, come to think of it, never even had in college while trying to 'save' waffle house waitresses only to have the horrific nightmare of beyond-worst-case-scenarios line-up where it turns out seemingly patently false or not-completely-equivalently apparent relationship dynamics in fact existed between my parents...leaving me somewhere in that 30 wake of WTF and Cynderella Complication Syndrome...but this is America...and I grew up in rural Texas...not I had to learn about some other things the hard way but still refused to ever give up on my Dreem or Myself because it's not like I have a choice, so a blah, blah, blah...

One minute it's "Hey believe in Star Wars, we already landed on the moon and apparently the entire world or at least space was upside down and in a vacuum since the 1940's anyway so whatever because what kind of role model or referenceis that to even begin from right", and the next it's "oh, blah, blah, blah" people saying whatever their brains are thinking or have gotten lost in while dreaming about Star Wars, and the meantime DWTS still exists and Jersey Shore is s still leaking into the minds of a considerable percentage of the programs of the whatevers they actually expect me to somehow want to save, but there seems to be some sort of weird Fight Club 'blanket/bubble of silence' going on around Justin Bieber and I think that explains why Lady Gaga is doing so well simply by burning the bodies and souls of poor hoomans that lie (or is it lay?) next to her and having encountered faaaaaar too many things like that that I never signed up for nor could have conceived existed, I think it's time we find some more better protective behavior standards and examples, because clearly the nightmares (and real-life blanketity blank gosh darn femme fatales) have affected me to the point that I hide behind the virtual examples of other blanks simple for the purpose of protecting myself from the status quo behavior influence when the people I first trusted with the gem only through the previous nightmare-grade cast back in it.

F7ck that. That is the social relativity I escaped to nothing from, and yet I'm clearly still not Master of the Universe yet, so the more better friends I have willing to break us all out of the insane vortex of having to sit there on stage watching what's his face perform 'crazy' with an orchestra of gosh darned storm troopers while being for to deny they exist to each single person as an individual bubble...


Why is everything painted green?

What are we going to replace or at least upgrade Christmas with?

It's gotten to damn ridiculous.

Would someone please page Princess Leia and tell her to let me out of the damn simulator already?

In the past series of missions in it they f7cked up the programming model so bad it makes a mockery of the entire god damn system and seeming rightfully so.

Ain't that right R2?

Merry Star Wars-mas wreath - Holy Kaw!

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Oh yes Dear... Where were we? Iron Man 2 Trailer (OFFICIAL)

WWW = teh interwebs!!!

That's Correct My Love said #KarynRRR

Sir James - Special (Bingo Players Remix) Strictly Rhythm

Some Imagineering Required


This one is on my 'cool beat/melody but the lyrics could use some rewriting and improvement' list.


Deadmau And Kaskade - I Remember

How can 0ne not remember that which is everywhere and most-importantly, programmed from the inside-out and outside-in at the same time?

- A! - finds it adorable and purrrfect that cats spell I 'Ai' in sync with the meme.

Speaking of me not having enough money to copyright the entire Empire of Designs already in play, we should all fall in love with a 'Solarized' version of reality by adopting a 'Solar Eyes' viewpoint from within. It's about saving and improving and fixing and everything more Right than less right unless/except by painful illustration of murky reflections to draw attention to the dynamics.




That Yellow Magic Lemonade is an Increasingly Useful and Powerful State of Mynd It Seems.

Like the Holy Seems exposing the centuries of misdesign left uncovered by these 80/20 sheep. Meh.

Technology can save us if we save ourselves from ourselves first. Thing about the impact of relative hooman programming with variosu 'warrior' mindsets given the state of technology BUT more importantly, Game-ReSolving Equations built Independent of all these other Hooman-Perception-Affecting role-dynamics.


Yes. I know.

But while we're counting l

HI:FI vs. Dave Darell - Flash 2.9(Dave Darell remix)

I Love These 50 Beautiful HDR Images from 50 World Cities | Speckyboy Design Magazine

50 Beautiful HDR Images from 50 World Cities | Speckyboy Design Magazine

Vinyl Shakerz - One Night in Bangkok

Audioslave - Like A Stone

Monday, November 15, 2010

+he 11.11 wha+???

Whoopsy. Did they do that?

So, for those of you, young and old, following or not-following along alike, the 'Awakening Code' (11:11) just so happened to land on my traumatic/dramatic exit and closure of my most recent writing/life-publishing platform on Facebook, and I'm sure the question anyone who cares should be left with is...

What? Why? ___?

As usual, with most things I do that are knowingly far-less-than-ideal, this was done in response to the ongoing torturous degree of psychological "light pollution" I had been patiently enduring since randomly opening the doors to my living 'virtual living room/office' , secret project and all, only to have waaaaay too much bad invite itself in along with the Good/neutral/random/test audience. That was totally not cool of the any/all secretive randoms that were handed a chance at using 'Solar Nuclear Power' to make the world a better place, and I feel bad about having to blindly turn off that entire couple years of my life recording project platform just in illustration of just the tip of what I had previously/was/is/am being subjected to on a 24/7 basis, but I figured taking a page out of the book of whatever negative psyops assholes had been using against me and using it to re-focus the rest of the circus on those sources of such discontent seemed like the only way to get the bullies to stop after soooo long.

They pushed me past the point of self-destroying something invaluably more valuable than them. Gee, why does that sound familiar?

Anywho. Still on the streets of Santa Monica. Several key family members and past circumstantial friends have been complete FAILS in their inclusion. Several people/Hoomans have been exceptional Good/Wins/Assets in the same project/program/test, and so goes the story.

Must find job and/or new/Better friends in real-life to help/hire/be-part-of this Ultimate thing I've created.

That is all.

- A! -

P.S. You know what? Just to be an even-bigger smartass earlier I decided to just start going by ^!^ as my initial. Why? Because I'm me to the power of exclamation mark to the power of nothing. And it looks like a cat's ears with an exclamation mark where it's mind/face goes. And - A! - was from Al which also looks like AI which could either be Al, the common denominator of all these virtual pen names, or AI, as in Artificial Intelligence and a creative take on the way in which my mind can see and oversee things in many ways others can't because of the varying degrees and depths and timing of codes and symbolism.

But of course it's several years if not decades in the making and all still written in random places about the interwebs, so in this interim 'transitional' multi-parallel-platform phase, just find me on Twitter for the time being as Alyn Alyx West, and from there when I eventually build 'Path-like Lego Brick Patterns of Personally Known/Character Trusted" Hoomans into the new virtual Facebook Castle/Palace, not only will it be pre-written and decorated, but in theory, far more Beautiful from a Warm/Invited/Friendly/Neighbor audience perspective instead of being caught up in all the annoying military/alphabet/spy/psyops nonsense that was intentionally hurting me and driving me grrr/hiss/grrr.


Damn hoomans...


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Hello (again) World!

Welcome (back) to the nonsense parade.

I know we're all busy, and it's a looooong story, but the moral to it is "what you don't yet know can and will save and sometimes simultaneously entertain the living hell out of you".

Or something like that.

So ignore this blog. Find the Facebook at the badge. And then just observe quietly until you start to understand what's going on from the myriad of different storylines a characters/plots at work.

That is all.

Carry on.

- A! -