August 25, 2022 · 20:42

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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August 24, 2022 · 20:03

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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August 23, 2022 · 21:41

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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August 23, 2022 · 01:30

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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August 22, 2022 · 19:23

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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August 21, 2022 · 22:40

Was that all? No, there is more!

It started with watching another Eaton Centre Mall video (Toronto). This one was 6 days old (a Saturday event) and as I was watching I came up with one more piece of IP and the other piece matured. More importantly, it opens a much larger setting for shops. If Amazon pushes in, it will be the first time that Google has a realistic chance of losing market share, if Google steps in it could do a bit more than set its market share in stone, it could fan out beyond Malls and shopping centres. There is a much larger option to push the envelope in several ways. This is fuelled by what might be a realistic new option for Neom and the Line in Saudi Arabia. I have been keeping these two in the back of my mind, but that is as far as I got, I reckon that there are more marketing ways of supporting that place and a few (non-connected) ideas came to mind. With non-connected I usually mean that a lot more pondering is needed to see how far an idea goes and how easy it could be surpassed by others. That always remains an option. My ideas are good, but I am surrounded by equally gifted people (especially at Google), and as such the 

IP needs to be trimmed, expanded on or redrawn. To make it faster, to make it better and to make it innovative. It was when the filmer passed Kernels that my mind made a UNIX joke and at that point I also realised a few other things. Not on what was there, but on what wasn’t there. It went beyond the 5G IP I have, it was the setting that the Eaton mall (according to the map) did not have a concierge desk (information desk). There is nothing wrong with that, but consider that what my 5G IP does could also be implemented in other ways (with less capability), but it is capability that we have now, so why is it not there? The map is actually rather good and very interactive, But what happens when we see (below)

And the location, app or solution allows the visitor to download the brochure of any of the shops there. More important, why was this not a basic solution for years? They’ve had 8 years and they are not alone in this failing, there is  whole range of malls who do not have that, Google could have stepped in years ago (in case of Eaton Mall 8 years ago). So why were they asleep at the wheel in this? They have Lightbox ads, but never saw this? Lightbox ads are interesting as I found a new use for those. But the setting is there and as I was considering a new piece of IP and a new  setting to use it, I also saw an old stage that could be implemented now and the mall seemingly never saw it, thought it was too hard or whatever reason they have. And it is not merely them, Apple, Gap, Sephora, Victoria’s Secret, Rexxall and that list goes on for a while. All options missed out on or rejected for unknown reasons. And malls do not get to have that luxury, not anymore. The stage of rent, the stage of people who seek engagement and interactions, they are missing out and as such will consider other places and a place like Eaton Centre is not in the luxury place that it can allow for that. As I see it, Harrods is the only place that has that luxury, the other 116,500 malls are under the hammer. They trimmed what they could over the last two years and they have nothing left to trim, so they need engagement with their audience, not tomorrow, today!

It sounds a little dramatic and perhaps that is the case, but if you check on the resources and funds available the malls are in dire need of more people and more sales. You see, the larger players have a global budget and they too need more revenue, but the smaller ones, they are at their last breath, as such they need something now and I listed the setting of what they could do NOW to make a difference and I put it here because it does not hinder my IP, it is based on what exists and merely needs an adjustment, so I am handing it over to Google, so they can wake the bloody hell up and start doing stuff for their users and customers. Yes they do a lot, but when I see a Google Nest advertisement 5 times a day, I wonder if they are doing the proper things in the right directions, with the lack of what I see I have a lot of doubts in that regard, but that might merely be me and if I am right and Google does not act, Amazon could potentially act and create a new market share and expand on that. Time will tell.

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August 21, 2022 · 01:03

Only mortals get to sleep

It was deep dark when I got back to the California house. It was a place, but it was not home, home was London, it was ,my place, this was merely a place. I stopped the car near the entrance and got out. I walked to the door and opened it, it was not locked. I walked in and in place of Patrick there was a nice looking woman, I reckon she was 25-30, 30 at the most. I walked over to her. “I am the new owner of this place, who are you?” She looked at me and smiled, there was something about her eyes and my Olympian sight switched on. It was Lachesis and she looked really good in the human form. Lachesis giggled. You should be ashamed of these thoughts. You know I am well over 3500 years? She giggled and I was a little uncertain. I could see now that she was not mortal. I saw a few other things that I could not place. But her human form looked good, really good, from top, breasts, pubes and toes. Shear perfection. “You will need help, I will help you and Atropos will come later to help you too. I need no help, I think. I seemed a little uncertain now. Do you not? Look at what you did to the door. I looked around and saw the door, I had not opened it, I had crushed it through the lock and I never noticed I had done so. 

Your first lesson is to do everything with two fingers, thumb and middle finger tends to be the best. The energy of Perses is rejuvenating your Olympian side and you will get stronger and more. Your body is now drowning in Perses, so we need to adjust you and see how long it stays and what stays, if we do not you will expose yourself and become a lab specimen. That is what we will decide the next few days. I need to get some sleep, my mind is racing. Oh that is the next part, I doubt you will get any sleep. We tend to ignore sleep for the most, your body will get used to it. Patrick has been in my employ for a long time, he will know what to do, the new staff is aware of you to some extent. Your secretary will arrive at 07:00, the cleaning staff a little later, cook and two servants will come too. Security consists of two dozen men, all spartan trained and they have been at it for centuries, so they will keep this place safe from prying eyes. You cannot fight them, you will be too strong, they will not survive an encounter with you. They are the only ones that know that you are the grandson of Hades, they know little more but it will be enough. Have a shower, have a bath and see if you can sleep. I will be upstairs reading, I miss reading at times. I took one of the guest rooms that fancied me. Rest and if you need sex, I will be there, it has been too long for me and I know you like this shape of mine. She walked off to the staircase and I was embarrassingly aware that my eyes were following her. 

I sat down on the sofa and I started to brood on the last trip, the hoplites seemed well staged for containing Perses, so what had happened? They had been shattered and his powers restored them to their former shapes. The bident directed the energy and power through the ruby, but what did that mean, how was Perses the cog it seemed it was? And whilst I was brooding I saw something more, I was now uniting the Olympian and normal view at a moments notice. It seemed that I did not will the Olympian to come, I now will it away, it was still a bit unnerving. Suddenly Patrick was there. Here is some fruit juice, sir. The door will be repaired in the morning. I nodded at him. Sir, I never meant any deception, I apologise. I nodded again and smiled now. It’s OK I stated. You serve Lachesis, I get it. No, sir. I serve Atropos. He left the rather large glass of icy cold fruit juice on the table to my right and walked away. 

I took a sip, It was nectarines, I loved that drink and it was icy cold, just the way I like my water and fruit juices, milk too. Icy cold, like some beers. I took a large sip of the juice and took the glass upstairs to the master bedroom. I undressed and took a hot shower. The water felt powerful and empowering. There was all kinds of stuff there. I used the shampoo and the shower gel. A few minutes later I walked into the bedroom and drank a little more. I placed the glass on the nightstand and went to bed, or better stated, I laid down on top of the bed, ad realising that I was not sleepy, I was not even tired. This was new, I always enjoyed a good sleep, so this would require getting used to and on top of that I was getting an erection. Well, lets switch off the Olympian sight and see a 25 year old about the offer of sex, perhaps an hour of penetrating exercises would instil a level of shut eye afterwards. It was worth a try and I took one more sip of the nectarines and walked into the corridor wondering in which room she was in. I hear a book close at the end of the corridor, so that is where we would have some fun. Well let the good times begin. Tomorrow was but a few hours away.

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August 20, 2022 · 04:17

Is it intentional ignorance?

I saw an article yesterday. It was ‘Doubts cast over Elon Musk’s Twitter bot claims’. The article (at https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-62571733) was seemingly eager to attack Elon Musk’s side, but the same media has not now or ever asked serious and critical questions on the Twitter side. But lets start here, those who read my articles know I have had a larger issue with Twitter for a long time. Don’t get me wrong, I like Twitter. I like it a lot more than Facebook. As such I have issues. If it isn’t with their new bully tactics of suggestion topics, without switching that nuisance off in the profile setting, then it would be with the attitude they take on fake accounts, as well as the delusional stage that it does not go beyond 5%. People I have been in contact with and THEY have data shows it to be well over 40%. I personally found 40% high, but they have data and they have data on Russian trolls and fake accounts pushing Russian ‘needs’ regarding the Ukrainian war to be in the thousands of trolls each of them using a massive amounts of click farm numbers. And it does not matter whether Twitter deactivates these accounts. The trolls have more and new methods of creating thousands more each minute. It shows in the first that the 5% Twitter claimed is bogus, more important it shows my initial thoughts that if it can be proven that it is well over double, we have a situation that Twitter has been overvaluing itself for a very long time. The data that places like Trollrensics has, shows this to have been the case for over 5 years, long before the Elon Musk events started. 

But back to the article. There we see “Botometer – an online tool that tracks spam and fake accounts – was used by Mr Musk in a countersuit against Twitter. Using the tool, Mr Musk’s team estimated that 33% of “visible accounts” on the social media platform were “false or spam accounts”.” OK, that is one side to go. I would personally advice Elon to take a step out of his circle and talk to Trollrensics. You see, they have been monitoring and recording events on the Ukrainian war (as well as Russian trolls) for a long time. Now consider that there should be some overlap. But take two circles (like below) we see the two solutions, the overlap is speculative on how much they overlap. 

They are different solutions for different options. As such the overlap cannot be 100%, in theory the second image could exist, but we can prove that, or better stated Elon Musk could prove this. You see, when the two lists of accounts are set together, Twitter has a problem, if image one is true, Twitter’s problem increases by well over 100%, it also blasts the 5% claim out of the water. 

If image 2 is true, Twitter has optionally a smaller issue, but Trollrensics has numbers stating over 40% of all accounts are fake, if so it will be a list supporting the case of Elon Musk, and well over 5%, Twitter will have a hard time opposing that much data.

And now we see in the article a strange event. With “However, Botometer creator and maintainer, Kaicheng Yang, said the figure “doesn’t mean anything”. Mr Yang questioned the methodology used by Mr Musk’s team, and told the BBC they had not approached him before using the tool. 

Mr Musk is currently in dispute with Twitter, after trying to pull out of a deal to purchase the company for $44bn (£36.6bn).” The readers will wonder what is going on, but no fear the BBC did its homework and we see that a little further below with “Botometer is a tool that uses several indicators, like when and how often an account tweets and the content of the posts, to create a bot “score” out of five. A score of zero indicates a Twitter account is unlikely to be a bot, and a five suggests that it is unlikely to be a human. However, researchers say the tool does not give a definitive answer as to whether or not an account is a bot. “In order to estimate the prevalence [of bots] you need to choose a threshold to cut the score,” says Mr Yang.” Now to me this makes sense, but there is a hidden trap. The numbers tend to be less reliable when a hybrid model exists. Let me try to make an image as below.

The hybrid system has three parts. The core (the foundation of that troll system) but it connects to real accounts. The accounts are real, tools like Qanon or whatever tool out there exists to gain coin and perhaps hoping that they are the false prophets that they once hope to become. Trolls and hackers give them a nice little tag and now the troll core has one real account that links to a whole range of people and click farms to like by the thousands and as this hybrid model can go more than one level deep and  consists of an unnamed amount of groups, Botometer and Twitter tools are (speculatively) in a mess, they now can no longer really decide on how real these groups are, and if the troll is intelligent and makes a slightly different message for each group, it can continue almost unabated. Still the Botometer is methodically sound to get the stupid accounts found and there are a whole range of them. Hundreds of thousands of limited click farm accounts, they should be found decently easily. And there I think is Elon Musk, he found the simple ones and he comes to 30%. The stage is real and the fact that is open to debate and moreover starts question the Twitter side of thinks is important. The article has more “Clayton Davis, a data scientist who worked on the project, says the system uses machine learning, and factors like tweet regularity and linguistic variability, as well as other telltale signs of robotic behaviour.” I agree with Clayton and there is also a larger issue. ‘Tweet regularity’ is real but debatable. You see it depends on interaction and time stations. A person has a shifting set. The person who looks at a tweet at 03:00 and retweets it because it is a friend, is different from the same person who is in the office at 11:00 and sees the same or a different tweet. There are more sides to that person, dynamic qualities and I wonder if a learning machine can learn (read: be taught) this. Not telling it cannot, I merely wonder and that makes it harder, than the time zones shift for the travelling person. All elements that can play a role. So when we get “In 2017, the group of academics behind the tool published a paper that estimated that between 9% and 15% of active Twitter accounts were bots.” Which is interesting for me as I considered the number to be around 20%, still that makes it 400% larger than Twitter’s claim, so Twitter does have a problem. And then the gem of the BBC article comes into play. With “Some bot experts claim Twitter has a vested interest in undercounting fake accounts. “Twitter has slightly conflicting priorities,” says Mr Davis. “On the one hand, they care about credibility. They want people to think that the engagements are real on Twitter. But they also care about having high user numbers.”

The vast majority of Twitter’s revenue comes from advertising, and the more daily active users it has, the more it can charge advertisers.” Or as I would state it, there is your Dorsey factor and that part shows both that Twitter is in deep trouble and also that Elon Musk was right all along. There is still a larger debate on how large that stage is, but if proof can be shown that the fake accounts exceed 9%-11% Elon Musk wins and Twitter gets to have a large problem. What I said all along, Twitter is bound to lose this and the media supporting Twitter for their own needs are likely to lose credibility by the day at that point.

A stage that was out in the open and has been for a few years. It was my view and the view of several I knew and now that we are proven correctly, I wonder under which rock the media will hide. The law sees intentional ignorance as a right, a legal station where we are allowed to keep ourselves ignorant, but should the media be allowed that very same thing? I will let you ponder that side of the equation, because it will come out in the open. In the mean time I will consider a few idea’s on Neom and the line bubble to the surface. Perhaps I should have a conversation with Saudi Arabia’s consul general in Sydney, Mashare Ben Naheet. If I am correct it might be worth a few million to the kingdom of Saudi Arabia and I could use the money (I need to pay my bar bill sooner then I would like). 

The problems of old age, they come into play at the least comfortable times.

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August 19, 2022 · 20:51

Heat is faster, you could catch cold

It was several hours later when I stopped walking around the lava pool. I had no idea what to do next. I had stared normally, I had stared with my Olympic vision and I had no clue what would be required next. It was like there was a door, but I had no idea what the key would be. I summoned my bident. I stared at the new collar, the words were in a language I did not know. Even as the symbols were clearly greek, the words made no sense. Perhaps Olympian was ancient Greek? I saw the writings around the gemstone sockets and they made even less sense to me. I was wondering what I was missing. I looked at the Lava pool and no idea came forward. As I walked another circle around the pool, I saw the small puddle next to the pool. It was next to the pool, but it was a mere 40 cm across. It was smooth as glass and the red hot lava was there. Should I try a finger, or a toe? The idea of scorching off a limb was not appealing, yet the puzzle had to be solved. I saw a darker stone in the small pool. Perhaps that was a hint? I moved towards the side and aimed the bident so that I could scoop up the stone. I was decently certain the bident could stand the heat, at least for a few seconds. And I pressed the bident to scoop the stone and something weird happened. As the bident hit the lava, the lava lost its hear remarkably fast, it turned dark and even as I was aiming for the stone, the entire puddle had turned to stone. I pulled the bident out and tried to touch the tine as fast as possible to test the heat. It was remarkably cold, I slowly did it again, but a little slower this time around. The bident was hardly warm. This was unforeseen and now the lava pool became a different challenge. I went to the side of the pool and pushes the Tynes in for merely a second. Not much happened, there was some darkening, and the Tynes were cold. I walked around the pond and did this again and again. When I was about a dozen stabs further, the lava did change. It turned to black stone and formed a small path towards the centre. I cautiously took a step, the heat from the lava was not felt on the black path, and as I walked on it, I stabbed the lava at the end of the path again and the path continued. I followed the path and now there was something different. The path went into the lava like a corkscrew, the rest of the lava was unchanged and did not move, but the path now went down into the lava. I followed the path and soon I was surrounded by lava following a path down slightly steeper now and still in a corkscrew motion. I walked faster not knowing what would happen when the path would resort to its natural state, I would not like that impact as such I hastened and  as I walked down I ended up in a new pool and that path took me to the side, I walked onto the new path, and looked around and then the path turned back to lava, the path up vanished too, now I was looking towards something that represented and hourglass made from lava. The centre lava pillar was not moving, but was now solid lava. It seemed that this puzzle was solved, so what would be next? 

The room had merely one exit and that was nothing less than mind-boggling. As I walked through that corridor I ended on some marble balcony. And looking down I saw what I assumed would be Perses. Like a person made of stone, veins of lava and his arms were shackled, his arms were in some sort of vambraces of a metal I could not recognise. The shackles were clasped around them and made of the same stuff. These shackles were tied around pillars of thick marble, like unfinished slabs 5 metres high and a circumference of about 3 meters, the shackles were wound well over a dozen times around each pillar. The legs were set in marble, or better stated someone has created a slab between the two legs and massive slabs around the outside of every leg. The were held together by an even larger slab with a deepening that went around all slabs. It seems to me that it made movement impossible. I had no idea how long this had been going on or even if this was Perses, but if it was, he would be extremely dangerous. I looked over the balcony and saw there was nothing but a 20 meter drop, I looked around to see if there was any hidden traps. I saw none and I used the bident to float down. Suddenly I got the feeling that Perses was aware of me. He was sniffing the air “Hades?” One word was all I heard. He was not doing anything, but he seemed massively defiant. Even ow, after millennia, he was still a power that would not ease up ever. He did not look up, the voice of him was everywhere, “Hades!” And waves of colours came from him, but these waves were not harmless, they were scorching hot. I held the bident in front of me and it stopped a lot of that heat, but not all heat. I suddenly had an idea. I rushed over and I was suddenly aware that Perses was rather large and these marble blocks were not there for decoration. I moved so that I kept almost behind him, but not completely. I pushed the bident on him, I tried to stab him with it, but his skin was not budging and my bident was not the bident of Hades, so it would be weaker, but something did happen. Whatever allowed him to push the waves out were now rushing into my bident and I suddenly noticed that the ruby was shining more brightly, more importantly it had grown, it was slightly larger than the other stones now, in addition to that some of the writing was a lot more distinct and some of the words were now purple, the were shining and it also had an effect on me. It was weird, I wanted to scream, but it was not pain, merely massive waves of discomfort. And as the discomfort passed I felt stronger, I felt that I was able to see more, or better stated I saw what I could not before. At the edge of the room were large statues, all broken, like soldiers no longer able to perform their function. The waves went through me and I suddenly felt aware of more. I walked towards one of the statues. I touched it with my bident, the statue formed back to its original setting. It was a greek hoplite, the statue moved and it bowed to me, it pushed its spear against Perses. Something similar happened, but not as strong as I had done. I did the same exercise and I reformed the second statue, it bowed too and did the same as the first, but from a different angle. I was able to restore the other two hoplites too. Now the image was complete. 4 hoplites were draining Perses, they must have done this for millennia. And as the 4 were draining Perses, I drained him a little more. I saw the lava veins turn darker. I stopped, because I had no idea what would happen if Perses died, for one Hecate would most likely become my sworn enemy and that is something I really did not need. I had no idea how she felt about Perses, but it was her daddy, so there would be a consequence. I waited for a few more hours, there were no further waves, more importantly Perses seemed a lot less defiant, a lot less powerful and the 4 hoplites had a stern look of duty, like they knew that something had happened and it could never happen again. I was looking at the balcony high above and I wondered how I could climb up, I was about to walk towards the sides, but now I started to float up, that was new! I floated up faster than I floated down before and in seconds I was where I never could go before. So that was my reward? I walked back and as I went back to the place I arrived, I touched the lava with my bident, and the path was more complete and shaped a lot faster. I moved up and I did so a lot faster, it seemed that my body had received a rather large input of energy. I was back in less than half the time and from there I moved back to the entrance. The rocks moved apart and I emerged from where I was. There was no one around. I started to walk back to the car when I saw a large pebble. I picked it up and as I did, the pebble crumbled between my fingers. I was a lot stronger than ever before. I looked around and I saw no one. I hit a piece of rock in the ground and it shattered. So there was a consequence, and this one was bothering me, this might happen unintentionally, so I had to take extra care not to get over enthusiastic. I walked back to the car and drove off, back to the house in California. 

To be Continued

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August 18, 2022 · 21:01

Places that are not ever there

I followed the direction given to me and this time I was a lot more cautious, I did not want to get spotted by another crew. And that did not happen. It was almost an hour later when I got close to Glennville. It was like any other town under threat of fire, nothing looked out of the ordinary, the flames were not close to this place but there was some kind of pressure, most people might not notice it, only attuned people and those in tune to their surroundings would and I could see the dogs were cautious and scared, they were frightened, but they seemingly did not know why, merely that there was something to fear, and they did fear, growling to anyone near them, even their own owners, although they did not growl too much at them, but the people knew the animals were afraid and they all blamed the fire, but that did not seem to be the real reason. As he was looking with his Olympian abilities he saw nothing stand out and then it all changed, like waves of water, but they were invisible and it merely seemed like water, but it was not, it wasn’t even air, it was not felt, merely seen. Waves of green, purple, red and yellow. Mixed, separate and cascading,  it was highly surreal and even if anyone else could see it, like him they had no clue what they were seeing. I noticed that the waves were emanating from the other side of town, more importantly a little beyond the town and they were spreading out, and then I also noticed the grass on the other part of town catching flames. I could not be certain that sparks did this, but I felt certain that the people would blame sparks. I parked the car out of view, not hidden, but this is the kind of place that under the situation might be weary of any strangers, so why advertise? I walked around the outside of the town, I was noticed but people took no notice of me, I was away from any issue and any of their belongings. It made sense and I got to the other side 20 minutes later. I was closer to where I expected I had to be and it took close to an hour before the next wave came. I was indeed closer to the centre but it was a little more to the North West. I was close to where I needed to be, but there was nothing but solid rock and ground here. I looked around to see anything at all and nothing was visible. But then I felt something in my bones. It reminded me of the first time the Bident came to life and I looked around and saw nothing, not in any view and I summoned it. I now noticed that the ruby was a lot more shiny and bright than it ever was before. Then the next wave came and the Ruby pretty much screamed the red and flared up. As did the points of my bident. I saw where the wave emanated from and I hit the rock with the points. The rock split apart like it was divided, and only my Olympian view noticed the difference, my normal sight saw the rock as a whole. The opening was large enough to enter and I did. It was a steep decent, but it could be walked and I did that. It was a decent of 200-250 meters. And as I went down, the opening behind me faded and the rock closed again. I continued down and relied on my Olympian vision, which was a lot more useful than night vision. I also noticed that the rocks were warm to the touch, not hot, but definitely warm. 

The decent ended in a small hall, the hall had two shafts going down, diagonally but very step, not something one could walk, but with the bident I had no need for ropes. I looked at the shafts, and then the waves came again. One was only red, the others were all the other colours. It seemed that I had to take the red road, but I waited for a moment, I studied the ruby. I pointed in either direction, but the ruby did not react. I wondered if there was a trap involved, there usually was with things like this and I pondered what direction to go. It. Took a few seconds and I took the red path. 

The decent was simple, it was non revealing and non issues came my way. But there was a clarity here. Everything had a red glare, yet was not really hot, merely warm. I looked around and I saw nothing of notice. Had I taken the wrong path? I looked closely at the stones, the rocks and then I noticed a small shimmer, a small irregularity in the stones, I almost missed it, even my Olympian sight was clearly limiting in this place. But then I focussed not on the colour or the stones, I focussed on the shadows, the shadows gave the light a different stage and the one place that should not show any shadow has the smallest of lines, a line of shadows and I pushed the bident in. The path that it created was different, the floor was pitch black, the sides were red and I kept to the sides as much as possible, I did not fear the darkness but this is not a place where you trust the place that has no light, that much was clear and as I got to the end if that path I was in a new small hall, with one shaft going down. It was less step but a much longer way down and I glided down until the end of the shaft only to see a red glow and now it was a different stage, some kind of lava pool with a path around the pool. I floated to the edge of the pool and landed on the path around it. I walked around the pool and saw nothing that stood out, the lava was beckoning, but this was not a time to test whether I was lava proof, I might not like the answer to that specific riddle. 

To be continued

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