Behind door number two

Yes, the ink for slapping Twitter is not even dry and we get to have a go at Instagram. The BBC (at https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-62686375) gave us ‘Instagram says precise location is never shared’. There we are given “But Instagram said this is not the case and the feature does not share locations with other users.” Now, there is an old expression (in Dutch) that would consider me an ant-fucker. This is a person who looks at the smallest details. You see, Instagram does not give us “But Instagram said this is not the case and the feature does not share locations with anyone.” It relied on people not considering the larger stage with ‘other users’ and advertisers are not other users. So when we see “it was praised when it was first released as a way to improve user privacy on mobile devices because it offers an alternative to the blanket application of location services. The setting is automatically enabled for users on apps given permission to access their location.” We are given the stage of ‘enabled for users’ but does that mean that apps cannot get a link of precise locations? So as the accusation is given “They also said if users were to post a general location of a city, people would still be able to see exactly where you are as a pin on a map.” We do not see any evidence in one way or another way. We are given “we use precise location for things like location tags and maps features.” Perhaps it is a correct statement, but that does not stop some clever app makers using tags and mapping options to get a handle on precise locations. Thee first adjusted statement would have taken care of that, but Instagram never gave that to the people did they? They merely gave us “the feature does not share locations with other users.” And I have issues with that. But I admit that this is slicing the cake mighty thin, and Instagram could have prevented that, but I personally reckon that they merely needed to be as honest as possible allowing them maximum degrees of freedom on spin, and that is what I expect is happening.

So whether I am right or wrong, it is founded on the language that the media gives us regarding the quotes BY Instagram. It is what we see behind the stage and what we speculate is the case of the used language. It could go either way, but Instagram could have prevented it by being clear and the fact that they were not gives out a rather large problem regarding Instagram and precise locations.

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Two issues on an increasing scale

That is what I see, a scale that increases in size, all whilst the credibility of the media decreases. This is best seen with the issues regarding Musk v Twitter. It was early as July 25th when I wrote ‘Let’s dance’ (at https://lawlordtobe.com/2022/07/25/lets-dance/) where I gave the reader “That is important information, especially if well over 60,000,000 accounts were deleted in 2022. I believe that this shift is large enough for Elon Musk to start the case, when he gets the data from places like Trollrensics he might have enough to bust the Twitter deal. The setting is and always was that Twitter claims that at most 5% of the accounts are fake, I believe it too be a lot higher. I never speculated the numbers that Trollrensics have, but it is my speculation versus THEIR data, as such they win.” Later I gave the readers more and the media was all up in arms on poor poor Twitter against the fiend Musk. Now that we start seeing articles like ‘Twitter whistleblower raises security concerns’ (at https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-62633191) we start seeing certain people parade in place, all whilst we are still given quotes like “Peiter Zatko also claimed that Twitter underestimated how many fake and spam accounts are on its platform. The accusations could affect a legal battle between Twitter and billionaire Elon Musk, who is trying to cancel his $44bn (£37bn) deal to buy the company. Twitter says Mr Zatko’s allegations are inaccurate and inconsistent.” And this is not merely him, I myself as well as players like Trollrensics have made similar conclusions. Yes, mine were more speculative in nature, but the media had a clear path FOR MONTHS to contest it with their own research and guess what, no one wants to touch it. Why not? Now that we are given “In Mr Zatko’s damning revelations, first revealed by CNN and The Washington Post, he accused Twitter of failing to maintain stringent security practices and “lying about bots to Elon Musk”.” As well as “He filed his complaint with the Securities and Exchange Commission in July. The BBC has seen a redacted copy of the complaint shared via CBS news. In it, Mr Zatko also criticised the way in which Twitter handled sensitive information and claimed that it has failed to accurately report some of these matters to US regulators.” That was in July, no wonder we are given “It says he was sacked in January for ineffective leadership and poor performance.” And consider that if he was sacked in January and his numbers hold up, his claims hold up. We end up with a situation where Twitter has been aware of its mismanagement of fake accounts for a very long time. As I see it, it nullifies the buy claim that Twitter has towards Elon Musk, should they proceed, they need to lower their price by well over 60%-78%. Not a stage Twitter wants to push for, no matter how that plays out, I reckon the value of Twitter will be found in Basement 5 soon enough and with that the fortune of people like Jack Dorsey. So as the Washington Post rears its head with “However in the view of The Washington Post, he “provides little hard evidence” to back up these assertions. Nevertheless, Elon Musk’s lawyers have jumped on the comments. His legal team are currently trying to get the Tesla boss out of the deal, by arguing that Twitter has no way of verifying how many of its 229 million daily active users were actually human.” It is funny, because with that columnist no one gives a fuck about they went all in with speculations. More important, the fact that I had come up with a number around 20% of fake accounts (which could be calculated with an abacus) and Trollrensics stating that the number of fake accounts is much closer to 50% (they have data), which gives a rather large rise to the Washington Post not doing its job and that is saying something. 

The BBC does give a more complete picture with Peiter Zatko who also held senior positions with Google and the US government’s research and development agency, DARPA. As such we need to see the failing of media all over the place as a larger failing and in this the BBC gives us a first stage where Elon Musk needs to be given s little more leeway when it comes to his point of view, something the media to the largest extent has been willing to avoid to every degree.

And in the next article we get issue two (about to publish that one)

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Peek a boo

The Days that followed were lacking any kind of excitement. The trip was a little over 10,000 Kilometres and it would take a little over two weeks to get there. There were enough provisions and if push came to shove, catching fish was now a simple tasks. The first week was odd for me, I spend most time in the master bedroom, alone mind you. The gift of the kraken was weird. Even as the powers of Perses reinvigorated me and had plenty of external sides. The powers of the kraken was internal. It reenforced my body. The first thing I noticed was my eyesight. It was sharper, more direct and my human sight had almost gone. I could still see like people, but I also saw dozens of things that people could not see. If my old sight was 20:10, my new sight was well over 70:10 in the sunshine and closer to 150:10 at night. My eyes were able to sort of zoom in to any object in my line of sight. The third day was awful. I started to pick up the thoughts of people, so I was able to pick up on too much noise. The chief purser, a woman named Catherine and 24 years old kept on thinking of me bending her over the bar and fuck her as hard as I could, there was one of the deck hands who was a little more interested in my body than I was comfortable with. And the list went on. I started to enjoy the company of one of the waitresses who had no interest in me, but had the most interesting ideas what she wanted to do to hr new husband, as well as things she hoped he would do to her. In the end I kept close to Lachesis and Clotho who had no thoughts, or perhaps they had them but could shield them. Clotho told me on the 4th day that I would erect barriers soon enough, all the Olympians went through them, but normally they went through them before 15, making me the oldest new brain issue. At times I summoned Psychofagos and focussed on the stones. Only the green one was now untouched, but that would happen at some point and the  thinking stone was a new dilemma, I had no idea what that thing did and as the Fates were unaware of the powers of a black stone, I was once again in the dark. It was almost at the end of the first week when I suddenly heard nothing. I felt happy, and when I focussed on the Chief purser, I could feel her thoughts and her wishes giving me a decent erection from the word go. So at least there is still some human sides in me, or something people and Olympians shared. 

It was at that point Lachesis came to me. The knock was a surprise, I was usually left alone. How are you? OK, I guess. I was not giving her the full rundown. The Davey Jones locker issue was still in my mind and even as they told me they were not aware, I had no way of knowing what was true and what was not. She was there to talk and we talked, then she stated that she wanted to test my ability of control and she had a nice new game for that. It was then that she opened the door and in came the chief purser. Wearing her uniform, but as she showed it was lacking lingerie. She took her top of and showed were pristine breasts, Lachesis was slowly kissing her shoulder and massaging her body. Catherine reacted to that, they kissed each other and I noticed her body shiver in delight. I heard her mind scream “Yes, yes, oh god yes” and as Lachesis lay down on the bed I was sitting on, she pulled my arm and I fell on my back, my erection now fully ready. Catherine saw that as an invitation and she opened my pants.

[Erotic scene removed to avoid Facebook issues]

It was in the early morning of day 18 when the engines stopped. We had made a detour to Lima to refuel, we till had enough, but it seemed that the captain did not like to be in the ocean with a lack of fuel. So as day 18 started, Clotho told me that Oceanus and Poseidon were somewhere below in the trench. She also cautioned me not to rely on violence as there was every chance that both Oceanus and Poseidon would see me as an enemy and even as I had little chance of defeating either of them, should they combine forces I would be done for. It made sense and I looked around for one more second and jumped into the water. The water was light, or so it now seemed, and as I made a speedy descent into the trench two things became clear. The first was that the bident was not protecting me as it once did, it must have felt that I was able to take what was coming and as I raced towards the bottom, I saw nothing out of the ordinary, yet that changed when I passed the six mile depth mark. The bottom was simple and I could see some parts, but it was ahead where there was a lot more light, or it seemed like light, but I was not clear what it was. It took another 30 seconds to get there and the scene was weird. In the centre of what seemed light was a dry patch of land and Poseidon was there. Around him there were glass spikes, like an inverted sea urchin. It looked like water, water that was solid as glass and it was pulling water and moist out of the patch. It seemed to weaken Poseidon, around the inverted urchin were layers of spiked shields keeping whatever help he could get at bay, so Poseidon was at the bottom of the trench on a dry patch of land what might be regarded as the least humid piece of earth on this planet. 

I looked around and it took a while, because I didn’t know what to look for and there he was Oceanus, this titan was the size of the Chrysler building without the spiky top. He was sitting there observing Poseidon and optionally focussing on the prison he had made for Poseidon. Something had angered him alright, but how do you talk to a titan that does not even notice you? It was then that I considered a rather foolish idea. It had all the marks of that it might to work, but there was no going back if it went wrong. I looked at the setting, I would have to hit the ground between the prison and Oceanus, I mustered whatever strength I had and I head towards the ground like a torpedo, and as I slammed into the ground, my mind shouted as hard as it could “Listen!” It seemed a little too much like a peek a boo, but there was every chance it was an unknown tactic to these two. There was no denying it had an effect. Oceanus looked in my direction, as did Poseidon and as his prison collapsed, he created some kind of shell around him, but he did not act. I thought again “The oceans are dying, life is leaving the oceans” and after that I summoned all the images of dead fish and pollution I could push in both directions. Oceanus looked at me and he then looked up and he started to notice that he missed a few things, as did Poseidon. I honestly am unsure what they were thinking, but then I heard the voice of Oceanus. You speak like my Kraken. “He taught me this, to warn you that the waters are in danger and he cannot act” Both Poseidon and Oceanus looked up and looked around themselves. It as clear that they now clearly saw that things were wrong and as such they both beheld me. Who are you? Oceanus asked. I am the grandson of Hades and Zeus. Child to Ares and Makaria. Oceanus saw the bident and summoned it out of my hands. I could not hold on, the power was too great and this also told me that my body could withstand the pressures on their own, the gift from the Kraken was a good gift. Oceanus saw the bident, saw the stones. I heard the word “Atropos”, the one fate I had not met yet. He grabbed each tine with one hand and seemingly focused. He threw the bident back to me which landed perfectly in my hand. I now noticed that the thinking stone was now pitch black and shone with darkness. He then said “Get the final part from Demeter, now leave me” I did not wait for Poseidon to say anything and I got out of there as fast as I could. It took close to two minutes to get back to the surface. It was clear that Clotho and Lachesis noticed something in me. What happened? They both asked. I think they stopped fighting. Oceanus implied I need to see Demeter next. Both fates nodded and it was time to change travel directions. Next stop Athens via the Panama Canal.

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Minding ones manners

The situation seemed decently weird. Psychofagos kept the water at bay. At times I got wet, but it was nothing more then the pressures of a swimming-pool or a bathtub, here I would have to experience 1,000 atmosphere of pressure which was not the case, and that was before I entered the locker. I was not sure how much deeper this was. I was suddenly aware of the voice of the Kraken against. In the past the voices of the whales kept me entertained. Over a century they left me and now whenever I hear them it is like they are suffering. Explain this to me Olympian. I told him of the people that are no longer in the thousands, but now there are thousand times thousand more, in the same places and in many more places. The waters of the ocean are dirty of their filth and these people have eaten most of the fish in the water, including the whales. The kraken was seemingly stressed about that. Do they not know that the waters will restore them over time? I thought again, the people are all in the grasp of greed those who realise have no power, or are rich and will be dead soon. The kraken thought, or it seems he was thinking or contemplating. I had no idea what was going on there, but there was a different sense of him, he seemed more aware, ore alive and more disturbed. I cannot decide here he thought. I need father to stop fighting Poseidon, he must be equally unaware of what happens on the land. You must stop their fight. The tentacles grasped me and Psychofagos and brought me up to his eye level. I was unable to move, its tentacle war wrapped around me, a Python could not do a better job. He then focussed on Psychofagos, he stared intensely. I see the power of the fates. They are trying to fix things within their power. Good! Was the loud voice in my mind. The Sapphire became brighter, but also that last stone, the stone I could not identify changed colour, it went from broken white to pitch black and Psychofagos was trembling like a tuning fork, strong and stronger. It was hard to hold onto him, but I had to, it could mean instant death If I did not. I felt the tremblings shake more than Psychofagos, my bones were trembling too and that was not a nice feeling. Being the largest vibrator in the seven seas was not my idea of pleasing anyone. Then the sensation stopped and the Bident was taken from my grasp. I have given you a little of my powers Olympian, you can now traverse without your bident, but it will be faster with him. Go now Olympian, you need to stop a fight that has continues for millennia. I need father to instruct me, I need father to become aware. His tentacle planted Psychofagos in the sand before me. Go Now.

I turned around and I was suddenly aware that Psychofagos wasn’t holding the waters back, the depth had no influence on me and more important, I thought of the exit and moved towards it rather fast. Like the waters around me now obeyed my thoughts. I moved up to the door and I exited the door. I closed it behind me. The waters were more clear, like my eyes were upgraded too. The waters around here were clear. There was a sunken boat in the distance, something like an ancient Man-O-War, I ignored it and thought my way back to the surface, a journey that took mere seconds this time around. 

I got back on the boat and both Lachesis and Clotho were awaiting my arrival. They were looking at me with some bewilderment. I could not resist “the Kraken said hello”. Clotho was pleased, she smiled intensely. Lachesis was not as happy. “Did it work?” She asked. Clotho nodded. The sapphire is loaded with the power of water. He has what he…. She stopped. Sister! She shouted. She pointed at the last gem. Lachesis stared at it like she saw something new. They have never been this colour before. Clotho looked. She turned to me. The Kraken gave you more, but we are unaware what. The thought stones are always white, we have never seen a black one before. Not once in 10 millennia. I wondered what the Kraken had decided on, it was intentional, that much was certain.

Clotho also looked at me with renewed interest. Sister, observe his bones. Lachesis came and stared at me. That’s impossible! Apparently not, Clotho replied. They walked around me and they observed me. Lachesis started to speak. Your bones are now infused with the language of Titans, the power of Titans now grows and restores within you. I wonder if anything now can harm you, this includes the proverbial exploding volcano. There is the symbol of the trident on your pelvis, you can now summon a trident, or at least call it from the hands of Poseidon, in addition the language seems to have additional meaning, but we never learned the language. The language of Gaia and Crius. Only Hades and Zeus know that language, We do not know if Poseidon knows it. 

I told them to head towards Poseidon and Oceanus, I looked straight down and saluted towards nothing, but it was a greet towards the Kraken. I had no idea if he would understand the gesture, but one must mind ones manners, especially when you are given something one did not ask for, but what coul be essential in what comes ahead. The sisters nodded and it was like one of them had given a mental command to the captain, the ship immediately changed course and headed SSE. It would take days to get there. I wanted to jump back into the water and get there in seconds. Clotho stopped me. No Olympian! Lets the titan’s writings take its time. It will take time, and it will take longer than the trip. Optionally you will be better protected. If the Titan symbols are similar to Olympian ones, they are created to protect the sustain the body before they do anything else and to be honest. We did not know that the Kraken was there, merely that there was something there and we needed to know. Now we know and you were given a gift. Now lets not waste that, you need every angle to intervene that fight and we do not know if you would survive that. Well you most likely will, the titan symbols would most likely take care of it. But in the end, neither of us ever met Oceanus and we do not look forward to seeing Poseidon, he is fickle and loves his oceans, we need him to see that again and see the loss he faced over the millennia. It might be the one trump card we have at present.

We also have a new setting. The thinking stones are rare, really rare and we have never seen a black one, so there is no telling what you will be capable off. 

To be continued

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S.P.I.D.

Yes, we do love our acronyms. There was SPQR (Senātus Populusque Rōmānus), there is RADAR (Radio Detection and Ranging), there is FUBAR (Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition) and my favourite SPID (Stupid people in defence). The last one gets a new level of non-intelligence when we see the BBC article ‘Nato investigates hacker sale of missile firm data’ (at https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-62672184). The article alerts us to “Nato is assessing the impact of a data breach of classified military documents being sold by a hacker group online. The data includes blueprints of weapons being used by Nato allies in the Ukraine conflict.” And to show you just how stupid this is, lets take a look at ‘What did they not see?’, which I wrote on May 1st 2021. There I wrote “Ransomware gangs are now routinely targeting schools and hospitals. Hackers use malicious software to scramble and steal an organisation’s computer data”, in addition to this we have ‘Exposing lies?’ Which I wrote on July 23rd 2019. There I gave the readers “The FBI send their cyber experts and behold, they too agreed that it was North Korea. Even as we were extremely aware that they had no way of doing it, the FBI stood firm on their findings.” These elements matter. They matter because on July 30th 2021 I wrote ‘In retrospect’ where I gave the readers “It goes back when I designed an intrusion system that stayed one hop away from a router table between two points and to infect one of the routers to duplicate packages from that router on that path, one infection tended to not be enough, 2-3 infections needed to be made so that the traffic on that route between two points could be intercepted, I called it the Hop+1 solution, I came up with it whilst considering the non-Korean Sony hack. That  thought drove me to think of an approach to find the links.

So when we see ‘now’ (8 hours ago) that “The pan-European company, which is headquartered in France, said its information was hacked from a compromised external hard drive, adding that it was cooperating with authorities in Italy, where the data breach took place. It is understood investigations are centred around one of MBDA’s suppliers.” This is important because I learned basic issues like data at rest and data in movement A DECADE AGO, as such, how stupid were these people? And that is before we start digging into the ‘compromised external hard drive’ part, who got it compromised, where was IT, how did SE-Unix fail, or are these people even more stupid and they relied on Microsoft? So whilst we understand “a Nato spokesperson said: “We are assessing claims relating to data allegedly stolen from MBDA. We have no indication that any Nato network has been compromised.”” Yes, because admitting to a faulty network is a bad gig for all around. I reckon that this gets shovelled under any carpet as soon as possible, and the criminals? They get to fill their pockets. A stage that has a few issues from the get go and that is before we start digging into “Cyber criminals, operating on Russian and English forums, are selling 80GB of the stolen data for 15 Bitcoins (approximately £273,000) and claimed to have sold the stash to at least one unknown buyer so far.” There is still the issue whether the claim is true, who was the culprit and where did it all go? There are all kind of questions and that is not on the BBC or their fault. What one person claims is another person’s believe and yet another man’s doubt. But there is a rather large problem, the fact that there was an external hard drive, the fact that it allegedly was compromised implies that there are failing policies in place, there are failing IT divisions in play and there is a large amount of military IP in the open. There is a lack of questions and the fact that it is not front page news in EVERY paper is yet another matter. So when we take notice of “A former Nato official said: “There’s a lot of over-classification in Nato but these labels matter. They are applied by the originator of the information and NATO SECRET is not applied lightly.

“This really is the kind of information Nato doesn’t want out there in the public.”” We seem to see the change of a dance, what direction and which tempo is unknown to me. It gives a speculated view that there might be additional damage, but that is speculated and in light of one compromised device the question becomes how was this one undetected for so long and whatever more could be compromised? So when you take a dab at my hop+1 solution, consider that a compromised device indicates that some people of rank in that place were especially stupid. But that could just be me and I merely wonder how the relationship of mundane workers at place X versus the amount of SPID’s in that place becomes an interesting investigation. Merely because there are a whole range of players who would want that data and they are all willing to pay, so these hackers could end up with 10-50 times what they have now. 

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When the trap is not the issue

It was another two weeks when I was chauffeured towards the Marina Del Rey. The car stopped close to the Venice Boardwalk. He and Lachesis got out of the car. Lachesis was looking her 25 year old form and she was wearing something very white and extremely revealing. It seemed to him that she liked being watched. They walked by the boardwalk with security in place. Two in front, two at the back and two slightly behind them. He now realised that people were better off getting broken by them then touched by him or Lachesis. The walk was nice and the weather was good, it was a little over 10 minutes when the were approaching lifeguard tower 39. The all walked towards the sea and in no time a large speedboat arrived. They all got on board and the boat sped off towards the deep ocean. It was a little over 5 minutes later when he saw the boat in the distance. It was about 100 meters long and several decks high. It was a little later when the name was revealed. It was a yacht called Kore and it was waving a Greek flag at the stern. The speedboat came alongside the rear of the boat and a gangway was just at the rear of the speedboat. They all got on board with the exception of the crew that was on the speedboat and it roared away less then a minute after they all got on board. The crew nodded in their direction. He was taken to the master bedroom. You coming? I asked. Lachesis shook her head. You need to focus and you need all the energy you can muster I reckon, we will get to our destination in about 4 days. I went into the bedroom and looked at the setting. It looked overwhelmingly awesome. It was tranquil, it made him want to rest and he laid down on the bed. He was not sleeping but he was focussing on what he could perceive and with every day he perceived more and more. It was on the 4th day when he decided to walk the ship. He went to the elevator and saw the statue of a naked girl in honey marble. She was clothed in soft green transparent silk with a clasp that looked like a cornucopia. 

He took the elevator down to the main deck. There was another statue of a naked woman, see looked just like the one in honey marble, yet a little older, no more than 2 years older. 

She was wearing a similar silk dress but now in light green, a little darker than the previous dress but with the same clasp the statue was in a light green and gold marble. He walked to the rear of the boat and saw Lachesis getting a massage by a man who seemed to know what he was doing. He walked to the right and walked to the rear. He saw the end of the boat and he took this path as he descended another floor, closer to the water. The sea was calm, there was the smallest of movement from left to right whilst the boat was almost cleaving the water. He entered the lower deck. It was had a few cabins but for the most it was all empty. He heard noises to the left. It seemed to be the staff cabins. He passed them and then he saw the elevator. Another statue of the woman he saw before, she seemed 3-5 years older here and it was in black and gold marble. 

The dress was now transparent black silk with the clasp of Hades. So this was Persephone? He walked on and heard the noise of the engines. They were pretty quiet and he walked back to the elevator and took the elevator to the top deck. Time to see the bridge. He silently walked on the deck and looked at the equipment. The captain noticed him and saluted him. I nodded back. “We will arrive in 3 hours”, I nodded and walked away. I walked to the rear of this level and sat in a chair. I looked at the sea and let time pass by. Then the engines silenced and I knew we had arrived at the destination. I looked up and saw Lachesis approach, but this time around there was another woman, younger, 22-23. She looked at me and spoke. So you are here, I am Clotho. Where is your bident? I summoned the bident. She looked at it. The sapphire is water, it protects you from any depth and steers water around you, but be careful, water is flexible, at times too flexible. First test is to move around without movement. Let the water push you, you merely have to think your direction, so drop in the water and circle around the boat. If you feel lost stash away the bident, you then will have to do all the work, but you will surface and you no longer need to breath, so you can do this forever. I looked at her and jumped overboard. I went down two meters and as I focussed on directions I moved without flexing a muscle. I learned something new, I learned that not unlike a tank I could move where I wasn’t looking. It was a slow process, because I tended to see where the ship was and that was when I went in that direction. It took almost an hour to get a much more precise feeling of movement. I went back up. Clotho looked at me “Not bad Olympian”, now do the same thing, but in a diagonal shape, see the direction you want to go in, there is a small trick. It is easier with your eyes closed, but you need to be able to do this with your eyes open. And I went down again and it was indeed easier when my eyes weren’t interfering, but after two rotations I looked again and that was when I saw the huge sperm whale. I moved around it and kept my distance so that I wouldn’t accidentally hit it. After a few more minutes I went back to the boat. Clotho seemed pleased. I felt energised but I also felt some kind of fear, some kind of apprehension of the darkness below me. 

Clotho looked at me and pointed down. “Now lets take a look if you can reach the bottom” I looked at her and jumped overboard. Psychophagos out and I looked down to the deep black below me. I focussed and I went down, I went down fast and faster per second. I realised that the bident wasn’t doing anything. It was merely moving the water away, so I was basically in free fall. Then my mind considered the diagonal movements I was doing earlier, now the descent was like a corkscrew, but I my feet were touching the water and I went down like a person on a waterslide. It was awesome and as I adjusted the corkscrew I slowed down or speeded up and as the water was deep black, I was aware of something, but I had not idea what it was, so I tried going up and that went swimmingly nice as the phrase goes, and down I went again, it was almost 15 minutes later when a lighter colour was approaching and I slowed down, there it was, the sands of the bottom, I was 10 kilometres under water. I saw something in the distance and I moved towards it, it was some kind of locker, a lot larger then normal, so as I got close to it I saw it was a locker that was 2 meters square and the foundation and it was about 7 meters high and then I saw the name on the locker. It stated ‘Davey Jones’ Clotho had a sense of humour, but that also meant I had walked straight into a trap and I had no idea why. But the feeling of dread was there and I contemplated opening the door. I looked around and I saw nothing, so I opened the door and saw the steps. I walked down the steps and after around an hour I had made it to the bottom. There was even less light here and then I saw a tentacle, it was almost not moving and it was huge and thick. The part I saw was about three meters thick and there was no end to the tentacle. I walked a few steps off the steps when the tentacle moved. It wasn’t really moving as it seemed to pull something towards me. This was when more tentacles came forward and after that something that was the stuff of Hollywood legend, A kraken, bigger than anyone would ever have seen. It was optionally the kraken of Oceanus and Ceto. So it was a trap? Well this bident wielder was not going down without a fight. I was ready to strike when I felt a voice in the back of my mind. “I am not your enemy Olympian” The kraken spoke, or at least it thought the words I understood in my mind and as the kraken moved towards me I saw that it was even bigger then I thought it could be. He halted meters away from me, its eye clearly on me and I wondered what would come next.

To be continued

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Knowledge is nothing

It was several weeks later, I was still in the mansion in Belle Air, security was tight. There were 3 events and security took care of it. The second one was shouting about the rights of the press, but the Myrmidon Protectors took care of it and I was doubtful if that man would ever try to drop in again. There was an event with a drone, but it was clear that they had dealt with that too. They used some kind of a bazooka net with winch. The drone was captured ripped asunder and the camera was utterly destroyed. What was left had been thrown away. For me it was a different setting. It stated with a night of sex and that continued for 75 hours. I thought that I was done after 48 hours, I had coitused the hell out of Lachesis, but she merely smiled and teased me with ‘Is the little boy tired?’ That got to me and I renewed the effort with a lot more sex. And after 75 hours I still was not tired, which was weird. I was no virgin and the women were definitely not complaining, but I never considered myself ‘thrust-hound of the century’ I was above average and that was about it, but now, now there was no stopping me, never tiring and never flaccid. I had come well over a dozen times and still Lachesis was ready for more. Well that was a bit of a game changer, the tiring part was part of the bliss and it was gone. After I came again I stopped and walked to the window. She looked at me and she was not smiling. “I learned a few things. We need to talk over breakfast” I looked at her and nodded. I walked out in a bathrobe I saw Patrick. “Breakfast on the terrace in 15 minutes please” he nodded and walked off. I had a shower in the master bedroom and got dressed. I walked to the terrace and breakfast was being placed, a large breakfast with all kinds of goods, some I had not seen before. Lachesis arrived a minute later and looked at the table and sat down. Coffee, tea and orange juice was served “Leave us” she said and the servants walked away. I sat down.

“You are a new odd duck”, the stretch between mortal and god is large, the Demi gods are roughly half way. You were somewhere between 60 and 70 percent. Now with the Perses trial you are somewhere between 70 and 80 percent, but only to some extent, parts of you are more Olympian. You were fully Olympian, but that was taken away and you were made mortal for reasons I do not know. Zeus was once really clear, you were mortal but we were not allowed to cut your line. An almost unnatural immortal. Now that void is filled with the energy of Perses and your cells are rejuvenating, but there is Also a danger. I looked at her wondering what she meant. It was one of the more lovely tasks I ever took. During the sex there were three moments when you almost lost control of your emotions and you became more than hot, this means that you can never lose control with a mortal, she would burn to a crisp in seconds. Thee are also more changes. You are near impossible to be killed like most Olympians, but that also means that you need to keep control of anger and other feelings, they are still mortal in foundation and you could destroy an army single handedly, but that would put you on the radar of the wrong people. “What can I do?” I asked. Well for now, here is safe. You are away from people and in the next month or so you will have more control. You were never a people person and that works for you, but their emotions will more easily grab you. You were mortal for a long time. You still are mortal, you are just really hard to kill at present. You should not walk into an active volcano, but beyond that you can survive pretty much anything. 

But there is a new test coming. Not yet, the exact time is not known, but it will be in the near future. This is a different fight and you need to understand what happened. Long ago Oceanus and Poseidon had a fallout. Oceanus who remained neutral in the titan war was left alone, but something happened and set off the feud between Oceanus and Poseidon, it came to blows and at the bottom of the ocean these two had a battle, Poseidon lost and was imprisoned at the bottom of the ocean, now the oceans need protection Poseidon is not there to protect the seas, Oceanus was never one for protection and they are unaware of the damage here. Their feud is still going on and Poseidon is kept in his prison on the ocean floor. We do not know how it is done, as the water is the realm of Poseidon, but Oceanus is equally master of the seas and much stronger. So we need to end this but we do not know how it is ended, this is where you come in. This will not be a fight, it will be more diplomacy with a difference. This is a task you must think your way out of, it might be the only way to do it. They are at the bottom of the ocean somewhere in the Atacama Trench that is as much as we know. It is 8135 meters deep, it is 5,900 km long and 64 km wide, so good luck finding them there. You should be able to get there as you are close to invulnerable, but do not get arrogant. These two are masters there and either could attack you, we know nothing of the prison what it looks like and how it stops Poseidon. All things that could be an issue, as it can stop Poseidon it could possibly kill you, so be careful. We have no idea what you will face there and running in now is folly. The sapphire will give you some powers over water, but at the depth you will be at, we will not know how effective it will be, we will take the boat and go towards Guam and the The Challenger Deep. It will be 11000 meters deep, so a good point to see how deep you can go, if you can get to the floor there, you should be OK in the Atacama Trench. I looked at her and wondered what he could do. It is another test and one that was weird to say the least. I never much liked water. I had nothing against it, but I felt some natural dislike of water, other than a bathtub or a shower that was. I never really enjoyed a swimming pool, although a hot tub was at times relaxing and nice. 

But that was for another day. For now he would consider what his options were and left the table for the study, watch some TV, brood on what this all was, because I had the distinct feeling that this was more than a test and Lachesis wasn’t telling him everything, but the problems was not what she was telling me, it was what she wasn’t telling me and that part was worrisome on more than one level.

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For Saudi brethren

This morning when I created ‘Crossover salad dressing’ (at https://lawlordtobe.com/2022/08/23/crossover-salad-dressing/) I wrote “I came up with several ideas to propel Neom and the Line in such ways that is not seen at present, so why not? Are these marketeers (most likely in London) losing the plot of what might be?” And as such a few were eager to make me say how. It is fair enough, and in this case I do not mind. You see, others are seemingly incapable of figuring things out. So now I get to open that door and show what others were not able to figure out.

Awareness
Some people seem to believe that it is all about awareness. That used to be the case, but now it is different. There is so much noise in awareness, through click farms, through trolls and through fake message makers that the numbers in Twitter on awareness, on likes in Facebook, hearts on Twitter. The numbers are no longer as reliable as they once were. Engagement is the real metric. Engagement also creates awareness and that awareness is real. So how to coin in on this? Well we see the Neom and the Line options in Twitter. The problem is how can we propel those two projects? Even as the same option is for both, lets focus on the line. 

I see the creation of awareness through the people, to engage them and to offer them something new, something that all can use. In that setting we create (what we will see later) a stage. A stage with two images. That stage is placed in three locations in a large city. London, Toronto, New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Tokyo, Paris, Beijing, and that list goes on a little longer. In the first stage we have 5 sets of 3. 5 cities get a set. And we have three locations. Mostly malls, although in London we should avoid Harrods (too expensive). Now the three locations have a stage where people can make selfies and put them on social media, use them to create little quick-films and a few other things. They will propel awareness in many ways. They merely needed a stage. 

So each two weeks the stages rotate over the three places and after 6 weeks, that set moves on and the second set comes to this place and now we have three new sets. That is the setting 5 sets each having two images. Each image on a canvas 5 metres by 3 metres, with optional representation with leaflets and more. It would be best if these stages are in a city that has a Saudi consulate or embassy, for support reasons. As such we have 15 locations and for 30 weeks these 15 locations will propel the Line in social ways. People taking selfies, people sharing how they look in the Line, in Neom and that same set could then got to 5 new locations and over that time thousands will share their selfies on social media, share with friends and family and propel awareness all over the internet to thousands that might never have seen the tweet, the news or the stories. A propelling machines that is fuelled by looking cool, by looking different and by looking unique. A stage that these marketing people could have seen coming a mile away and could have been set months ago, if not almost a year ago. So why did they not see this? Perhaps the Saudi spokespeople decided against it, decided on other paths. That is possible, but is it not the duty of a marketeer to  hand all options? To give alternatives? So why am I the one giving them this? Because I believe in Neom and the Line. They will encourage the dreamers to dream what comes next and I am now too old to be that next cycle. I have what I created, I have what I possess and I have what I concocted and this is merely a slither of my concoctions. It should not be that difficult. Just a simple setting of what is visible and what could be made visible. As such I leave these thoughts and ideas to my Saudi brethren and may they push the ideas of Neom and the Line to places where they are not aware of these things and may they become more visible on a global scale.

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Crossover salad dressing

Yes, as confusing ideas go, it is a good one. I have been seeing some Harry Potter system at the supermarket. They call it Magical builders. The setting is cool, like the old children theatres. Any idea that encourages imagination is OK in my books. But the makers did not take it far enough. See the image below. 

This is one of the cards there are around 35 of them. And all the main characters are there, including a cat and owl. But you only have to look on Facebook and the crossover ideas flow from everywhere. What happens when the Enterprise meets Vaders dreadnaught? What happens when Klingons have to fight Legolas? Oh and these are the timid sides. There was one about Hermione Granger with Kylo Ren and one of Ron Weasley with Rey. I will spare you the details. 

Crossovers will happen. It is in our brains to set parameters outside of the series. So my mind was  contemplating other things when I remember the Disney Infinite stages. So what happens when we get these characters and we can upload the ones we have with a code (see below).

Now we have a much larger stage, we get to use these characters online and more importantly we can keep the same settings as the set we see now. But what happens when the new Rings of Power get a similar setting, what happens when the sequel (or is that prequel) to Game of Thrones is added? With stages, with all kinds of solutions. What happens when we allow the people to play such interactions and share that with friends. Consider an old program It was Adobe Director. It was ahead of its time (I think I still have the floppy version somewhere, yes it is that old). Now we get beyond the train-station, the train and the quidditch field more scenes that can be downloaded. In this the creator can move the characters like Flash objects and create dialogues. This is in programming simple and as these series grow and have more characters and scenes, we could see Ron Weasley in Rivendell asking Sauron for liquorice wand (as crazy ideas go).

This setting does need a program hat the makers could easily sell for $10-$25, and in that setting we would see the next generations create initial scenes, but it could start their imagination to create more, to create what comes next and I believe it is important to foster imagination in all ages. This idea came to me in the middle of nothing, so why did others not come up with this?

The idea is decently simple to program (a speculation from my side) and over time that can grow into something serious. All because someone considered adding a QR code to the back of a head, the back that we will not see when the figurine is completed. So what kept them from this next stage? Funds? I reckon that 100,000 times $10 makes a cool million (or $2.5M if you want to charge $25), making an app like that cost a lot less, so the funds could not have been the case. 

When will people (especially in marketing) learn to think out of the box? I came up with several ideas to propel Neom and the Line in such ways that is not seen at present, so why not? Are these marketeers (most likely in London) losing the plot of what might be? Is it like Google (optionally Amazon too) that they are asleep at the wheel? It is slightly speculative from my side, but I am not seeing any start to different places creating visibility, awareness and traction. Why not?

I leave it up to you to consider the rest of that equation.

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Is it really that simple?

There was an article on BBC (about 7 minutes ago). It gives us ‘Cineworld confirms it is considering bankruptcy’ (at https://www.bbc.com/news/business-62629932) there we see “Cineworld had hoped blockbusters such as the latest Bond film, Top Gun: Maverick and Thor: Love And Thunder would draw audiences back in after lockdown restrictions eased. But it recently said post-Covid customers levels were still lower than expected and blamed “limited” film releases.” I have an issue with that statement. I only saw one of the three (the Thor movie). The issue I have is with “customers levels were still lower than expected and blamed “limited” film releases” I do not think that is the case, and whomever makes that claim is massively shortsighted. Groceries and the cost of living is up EVERYWHERE. Meat alone is for me 25%-30% more expensive several other options are also more expensive, because the home brands are not available, setting us back around 10% per item. Electricity and fuel are up by a lot. These elements are central in the option to NOT go see a movie and there is another setting. It is seen in “Cineworld currently has a market value of around $69m but is carrying close to $5bn of debt.” Can anyone explain how a firm gets to have a debt 7200% of its value? There might be a real answer and this shows that I know next to nothing on cinema’s, but to have a debt 72 times the total value of a company comes across as slightly weird. In addition we see “But at just over 4 pence, the share price is still a long way off from where it was at the start of 2020 (220 pence) before the pandemic struck.” Implying that the company is now at a mere 1.8% of its original value and we see the blame on “limited film release” I think that business reporter Noor Nanji owes us a more (or better) explanation than we are seeing now. The issue all over the field makes little to no sense. It could be that there is a perfectly valid reason, but I can’t see it and that is because I am not in the cinema realm. But I reckon that Noor Nanji can give us a more perfect setting on what is going on. Because a firm in such a situation is not considering bankruptcy, it was utterly broke and broken months ago. 

I am not taking pleasure here. I love cinema’s, but there is a larger sense of weirdness when we look at these facts and a lot more questions should be out in the open. 

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