Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Misreading of the day

  • Wmm misread the BBC news headline "Spy suspect missing in Cyprus" as "Stud seen spitting on Miley Cyrus"
  • Wmm has just misread "Missing" beginning with the P from Spy but he's not spelling it out any more than that other than it seems to point out an assumption that Miley Cyrus has quite an interest in being covered in all sorts of bodily fluids from the man in this misreading . 
  • Wmm also wishes to point out that he doesn't really have any point of view about whether the real person herself gets up to this sort of thing one way or another.

    Day dream Visions June 30th

    • Wmm remembers on his journey into central London, observing the back of a woman's head on the train as she was sitting further up the carriage, and watching a swarm of some kind of creatures, somewhere between being spiders and bees, that were building a hive on the back of her head which involved building it's walls out of her long hair.
    • He also noticed as he sat waiting for the final bus home from the bus stop near his local station, as a bus left the bus stop, in his mind's eye he watched a boy get on a large skateboard and grip a handle on the back of the bus that pulled him up the street. The suddenly he noticed mental visions of a near limbless breakdancer deformed by Thalidomide with some robotic parts twirling around on the pavement. He then looked at the boy sitting on the same bench as him and imagined that maybe this boy was into breakdancing and skateboards although he could have been wrong.
    •  Wmm noticed that once the boy caught a bus, Wmm sat there waiting with his mind still in a day dream state and a slimy slinky pretty young Somalian girl walked through in front of Wmm, as if she were walking through his mental landscape as if it were walking through lines of washing and a sheet suddenly got wrapped around her and she noticed nothing and didn't think to stop walking to untangle it from her, but a small dwarf who was attached to the sheet by a clothes peg suddenly got dragged along and dragged through the busy road desperately trying to avoid the passing cars. Perhaps the small dwarf was a child's toy such as a bunny rabbit dressed as a human or even a gollywog, but it's not specified.
    • Wmm soon caught the bus home and the bus passed by a pretty young woman with long blonde hair who while she was talking on her mobile phone was tossing her elbows in the air, and in his mind's eye, her right arm extended and once she tossed her right elbow it flew out in the direction of the bus and slammed against the glass of the window.

    Tuesday, 29 June 2010

    Day dream Visions June 29th

    • Aboard the train noticed in his minds eye that the boy sitting him had a metal covering on his head and a circular dial combination lock on it, possibly to turn it to the right numbers would lead to the metal covering coming off the boy's head leaving him free. Wmm sees himself trying to turn the dial around to the correct numbers and as he does this, the boy screams in agony before Wmm soon gives up and gets off the train to continue his journey, it's not as if the boy's predicament was supposed to be real, it was an idea with no intention of revealing anything. He later wonders if perhaps the metal covering kept the boy's brains in place because he lost most of his skull earlier on in life and just didn't understand this and then again this idea might have been something more complicated than the actual vision that presented itself.

    • Wmmvrrvrrmm bought the latest issue of Cinefex today with the article on Splice in it, having this issue of Cinefex in his bag caused Wmm to start having visions of the hybrid creature in her different stages of growth running around the tunnels in Baker Street Station as a pale imp like manifestation.
    • Wmmvrrvrrmm watched a mental vision of a cylinder with a drill tip on one end and a propeller on the other getting closer and closer with the drill tip towards the forehead of a man who was sitting on a train seat, and then a frame started to build up around his head with a cylindrical tube in front of his forehead for the drill with propeller to move along as it got closer and closer to his forehead. Moments later Wmm discovered that he was reading "Fear And Loathing" In Las Vegas and wondered if there was a connection between what I was envisioning and the mental state he was experiencing from reading the book.

      • Wmmvrrvrrmm also noticed on the train that while he was surrounded by an Indian family babbling away in Urdu or a similar language, he in his mind's eye watched the tongue of the man opposite him come out of his mouth and it was about a foot or more long, like a frog's tongue, and Wmm caught it in his hand and wrote upon is a mysterious symbol that burned away into the flesh with a hiss. He watched the tongue of another Indian person in the carriage pour out of the person's mouth and it already had the symbol burned into it and it just swung from side to side as the person grinned at me. The man opposite Wmm had a very pretty wife sitting next to him and she also (in Wmm's mind eye) showed off her tongue and it was curled up in a spiral form on the verge of unfurling.

      Monday, 28 June 2010

      Day dream Visions June 28th

      • Wmm is walking along a quiet road to the local station and in this heat he sees a strange looking large thick earthworm with a bolt at the end and suddenly he realises that it is a buckled bolt

      • He reaches the Harrow town centre and gets on a hopper bus into Wealdstone and before him stands a middle aged Somalian woman , he observes her lower arms and lower legs exposed to the sun and watched the hands and feet disintegrate leaving the end of the arm and leg bone, the flesh becomes hardened and looks roasted, her arms and legs have transformed into roasted chicken drumsticks, the bus door opens and she walks off as if balancing on stilts
      • Wmm later returns after visiting a building in that part of town and soon returns to the town centre by bus and during this time he takes notice of a African black man's bald cranium that somehow looks misshapen in a certain light and if something inside was pulling it out of shape and there was a ridge starting to build itself up on the top and a ridge starting to show up on the back of his neck at the base of his skull. The back of the skull soon breaks open and through the skin bulges the form of a grinning foetal creature with a carapace shell that unfolds more and more of the back of his cranium.  

        • He entered the café for a cappuccino in the town centre. In the café, foreign toddlers were running around yelling loudly and Wmm imagined that their parents had remote control boxes that linked to the children's spines by umbilical chord styled leads and these children, one with hair like tarantula legs sprouting from the sides of her cranium were machines designed to run into one another to see which one had the hardest forehead.
        • Wmm got onto the train and watched before him an elderly white woman who was reading her newspaper, she grinned so much that angular lines formed that suggested that beneath her skin an antique grey painted translucent mantle clock with pillars was slowly growing and would soon push itself out of the top of her skulls leaving the skin of her head as a frail empty shell.

        • Wmm wonders later in the evening if the roasted chicken legs and wings on his dinner plate this evening were the Somalian woman's imagined missing hands and feet

        Saturday, 26 June 2010

        Misreading of the day

        • I misread the George Orwell, Animal Farm quote "All animals are equal, but some are more equal then others" as  "All actors are equal, but some are seeking Equity"

        Day dream Visions June 26th

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm watched on the way home, a beautiful sunset radiating ageless transcendental promises.
        • Wmmvrrvrrmm also watched a double decker bus passing by that in his mind eye transformed into a very basic pocket money type Transformer toy, with the body of the bus splitting into four quarters that would become the arms and the legs held together by a minimalistic vaguely humanoid body with a pinhead inside that he doubted anyone would want to buy if they saw it on the shop shelf other than a four year old, while he sat waiting for the bus to finally take him home. Meanwhile a rubbish bin sprouted corrugated pipe legs and ran off up the hill.

        Wednesday, 23 June 2010

        The return of a book to Tony E or Tony L

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm managed to send his friend Tony E or Tony L, (one of the two letters will do) his Omni Almanac of Future predictions back after five years of borrowing it. This book is an old book published by the publisher of Omni Magazine in the past, full of scientific predictions for the future, most of which have not come true. Wmm wanted to give the book back years ago, and getting rid of it today has helped him to finally rid himself of the curse of Tony E or Tony L (or as some people call him Nine Fingered Tony or occasionally referred to as Tony the entombed). Tony is a much cursed man.
        • Wmmvrrvrrmm is sure that Tony who is a very patient man in a way will be overjoyed. Tony thought the book would be valuable but Wmm will buy himself a decent copy of that book soon for next to nothing.
        • This book , whatever it was called was about predictions made by science of what ought to happen in the future and it was way off. Wmm was told by his friend Peter to rip the book up into little pieces, set fire to it or chuck it in the bin rather than send it back to Tony,  or even to give it to Peter because he would in so many words, know what to do with it, but Wmm knew better and continues to look at hope for Tony E or Tony L

        • It is hoped by Wmm that this would be the end of a long curse

        Thursday, 17 June 2010

        Sunset Revelation

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm watched a beautiful meaningful sunset on the way home from central London. The sunset seemed promising of a new dawn soon to erupt while people frozen in the shadows as ghostly cloud like apparitions would briefly wake from their slumber to realise that things that they've been trying to do that haven't worked or got anywhere still after long time can be approached another way, but they'll have a go whatever the result.

        Tuesday, 15 June 2010

        Misreadings of the day

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm misread the BBC news headlines "British PM sorry over 'Bloody Sunday'" and "US oil firms 'not ready' for leak" as "British PM sautés using oil, a firm bloody steak"

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm misread the BBC news headlines " 'Food boom' for emerging nations" and "'Ten dead' in Mexico train smash" as "Ten Pin bowling at Mexican train stations"


        Sunday, 13 June 2010

        Synchronistic celebrity sighting

        Yesterday, Saturday evening, I'm talking with a group of friends about eating vegetables and how healthy evening is known to combat cancer, and I talk with this red haired lady who plays the Ukulele about how Dirk Benedict combated cancer following a macrobiotic diet and he looked great for his age in Big Brother a few years ago. Today Sunday, I'm in centre point again just turning a corner and suddenly I see a woman with a Cleo Rocos hairstyle in the distance (she was well known for her appearance in the Kenny Everett show some decades ago) and well the last time I saw her on TV was on Big Brother in 2007 together with Dirk Benedict and her hairstyle was just like the one she had in 2007 . I get closer to her and this woman's face seems very like hers and I get closer and closer and realise that it is definitely her, she has her eyes facing downwards. I walk on.

        Day Dream Visions June 13th

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers today holding onto the Grab Bars in the London underground train carriage and imagining his pyramid headgear starting to fuse with the handlebars becoming one integrated structure.
        • Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers that on the way home, he sat down and then a person sat down next to him and started to read a book that was printed in a foreign language. Wmm didn't want this person sitting next to him to sit there and wanted him to move away as if he were too shadowy a figure with his head buried in the tome, and Wmm kept imagining himself picking this person up and shoving his head into the wall on the other side of the carriage and a disposal shoot with teeth would open up on the other side into which the man would go before his head gets bitten off by the teeth. Once the seats on the opposite side of the carriage became vacant, the man decided to sit on the other side and Wmm began to imagine him as a shadowy energy form slowly transforming into a foetal tadpole shape that would begin to swim within the glass of the window.
        • Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers that during this time, in his mind, the man sitting opposite's face skin pulled back from the mouth like a foreskin revealed rows of vertical forward pointing fangs formed in the manner similar to a mouth of a lamprey and also a band of machine gun bullets, and then the outer row of teeth began to turn and point out sideways either side of the man's face in the manner of a fan and right in the centre of the rows of teeth was a small beak like the mouth of an octopus. And from this entity's throat would come a continuous clicking sound.


        Sunday, 6 June 2010

        Day dream Visions June 6th

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers two people asking about his pyramid today, remembers having mental visions of pterosaurs flying around the railways and hills, and when he was waiting for a bus home imagined double decker buses transforming into giant robots and a fleet of black sports cars being unable to drive bus the double decker bus transformer robots and so they assembled into one giant robot themselves that might have been Megatron from the Transformer films in a new incarnation and the three together started practicing American football maneuvres together and the tarmacked streets down in the local village centre became the skin of a giant sea monster that had been beached and birds were pecking away at the flesh.

        • Wmmvrrvrrmm recognises these visions as normal repeating things from time to time, but with some variation here and there. The sports cars forming one giant robot was a new experience for me today at least.
        • Wmmvrrvrrmm also recognises that the designs of the giant robots are usually simplified, such as the heads only have one huge camera lense like eye and seldom with a proper face, and the arms of the double decker transformers usually have door like flaps as arms.