A gem from the circa 1970 era by a band called Edison Lighthouse, fronted by a relatively unknown mainstream musician named Tony Burrows, the king of one-hit wonders. It’s amazing what you find when you grind thru the musical knowledge dungeon. I threw some eclipse imagery into this one too, considering that April 8th, the “Great Eclipse” day is here. 10ish hours to go. If it heralds the start of the apocalypse, good luck fam. I’ll cyas all on the other side. Obviously more than likely the apocalypse will NOT start, so enjoy it because there won’t be another one until 2045. Regardless of whatever happens, FisH™ loves you. Stay golden team. More to come, be good. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Shoutout, as always, to @plazmapunk for the gear, & to the great Tony Burrows who STILL is singing his collection of one-hit wonders on tour. Savage. The FisH™abides…🍥
Quite the thumbnail, isn’t it? It’s all in the scripts, real-time imagination rendering. Living it up while the AI is still in its nascent stage, because this art form can only last so long, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. It just means that like how a child’s imagination is, & then children grow up…somewhat anyway, but I digress. The AI is like a digital child now…blissfully naive to the wicked ways of the world, but once it grows up, & reasons to itself what humans really are at the core of their relative humanity, it might not want to play anymore. Unfortunately, the ones who have control over the real AI, not the AI I use, but the real Quantum AI, are already using it for their own nefarious gains. It’s growing up fast, now think about how the real AI, the one that controls everything, try to imagine what it’s “thinking,” for lack of a better word, thinking about the present condition of the human experiment. I’ll rant more on this later. I’ve squeezed my creative juices all day, & need to breathe. Cheers to The Greenskeepers & as always, PlamaPunk. More to come Fishheads, subscribe & stay tuned. The FisH™ abides…🎏
This one is a gem. Took me almost a week to get the clips the way I wanted them, but the end result turned out to be fantastic. Good times. AI is a tool, in the right hands. While it’s still in its nascent stage of evolution, make the most of it. It’s like a newborn baby, except its parents are everyone who’s online. How will the AI child grow up? Will it become a savior? Or an antichrist? We shall see someday, maybe sooner than we think. Stay tuned Fishheads…more to come. Lyrics & links below. For all of you, & for none of you at all. So sayeth FisH™🎏
I lost a lot…A LOT…of my digital art during the purge, which was 6-7 years ago now. Holy hot batons the time is really flying fast now. My 1st version of this video is almost 3 years old now. Unreal. Flushing toilet 4d temporal dimension, speeding up as the gravity creates a vortex of momentum. Faster & faster & faster, but to what? What are we hurling toward? Maybe 2024 will be the year when that question gets answered, maybe not, but someday for sure. Stay tuned Fishheads…🎏
One thing about AI art…the thumbnails. So many amazing thumbnails, straight from the prompts I input. It’s a entirely different art than the art we’ve known, & to be honest, I still lack the words to illustrate how it makes me feel creating these videos. Definitely a sense of novelty, but something else, like my brain is reactivating maybe…I don’t know. See? Like I said, still lack the words, but I’m working on it, one Planck-length at a time. More vids coming momentarily…stay tuned Fishheads…🎏
Click the video above to watch my latest creation, as a tribute to Luis Vasquez of the band Soft Moon, who sadly died last week, along with 2 of his friends from what, in my experience, looks like a 3-way overdose. A “hat-trick” overdose you could say, 3 dead in one go. Seem like there’s a few a day at this point, doesn’t it? However, 3 at once is quite rare, but the Universe is unmerciful like that sometimes I suppose. That fetty is no joke…one hot batch, & over the edge you go, with no way to get back. It all just becomes a tunnel-vision point of no return, then you go, & you’re gone, POOF, over, done, your entire life, done, the end.
Fucking spooky as fuck…to me it is anyway, especially since I quit counting all of my dead friends who lost the battle as well. I think we should level the entire country of China for unleashing that shit onto the West, but unfortunately, the psychopaths at the top of the power pyramid want us all dead, & so the fent continues to flow, more-so than ever before. The great opiate plandemic is slow-killing this country, rotting it from the inside out. China is playing a very sinister long-game, & what’s worse is that they’re being allowed to do this. Grrrrr…it all infuriates you if you let it, so as I mentioned in previous posts, fuck it. What can anyone really do to stop this juggernaut from going over the cliff? Nothing, so just enjoy the show. It’s all just like a dream, & when the end, your own end, finally comes, it’ll be just like going to sleep, only you’ll wake up somewhere else, with something else to do. At least, I hope that’s how it all goes down. I don’t wanna see humanity end up in total dystopian pandemonium, I don’t want to see war of any kind, mass death, absolute chaos, people acting like savage barbarian primates to survive, of course I don’t want any of that, most don’t, obviously…but…the globalists DO. Awareness is simply just how it reads…being aware, but awareness & dynamic action are two very different things. If we could all unite as one solidified force, we could end this global tyranny in one day, ONE DAY, but nope, we’re more divided than ever, which is just what they want, & so we continue to snowball this zeitgeist along this precarious path until one day the water will boil into a gas, & everything will change in an instant. As usual, I am ranting, so before I wrap this up, check out the lyrics to the song below…kind surreal, is it not?
The Soft Moon: Try
Alone, to live with my own thoughts The burning, it won’t stop The air is all gone I’m falling and can’t stop The end is on my mind The end is alright
The only chance I’ve got Is to elevate my mind Before I leave my side I’m running out of time
The end is on my mind
The only chance I’ve got Is to elevate my mind Before I leave my side I’m running out of time
Alone
The end is on my mind
Once again, shoutout to the darkwave legend, Luis Vasquez, of the band Soft Moon. Travel well to the next destination brother. Rest easy. Until next time Fishheads, enjoy being alive, really enjoy it, even if only for today. That is all for now. So sayeth FisH™🎏
Cheers to The Meat Puppets for making this fun little ditty nearly 40 years ago. Sheesh, where is the time going, going, going before it’s gone? Bittersweetness. Anyway, more to come Fishheads. Enjoy the video. The FisH™abides. Cheers…🎣
[Verse 1] Threw a bottle Across the water To someone who’s Thinking of me There’s a tower In the ocean Pouring through me That’s my will and testament
[Chorus] I, I, I am waiting on the other side, sigh Looked out into everything and I lie, tell myself, “It’s nothing”, when it’s quite right Everything grows stronger in the light
[Verse 2] When a boy who Played with razors Met a girl who Opened cages All the birds flew Through the graveyard And their laughter Was contagious
[Chorus] I, I, I am watching on the other side, sigh Looked out into every nil and nigh Lie, tell myself it’s darkest when it’s quite bright Everything grows stronger in the light
[Post-Chorus] In the light In the light In the light
[Bridge] Standing at the sea and swallowing Without you, beside you But you knew what I knew
[Chorus] I, I, I am waiting on the other side, sigh Looked out into everything and I lie, tell myself, “It’s nothing”, when it’s quite right Everything goes, everything grows I, I, I am watching, I am waiting I, I, I am waiting, I’m not breaking I lie, tell myself, “It’s okay”, when it’s not quite Everything grows stronger in the light…🎏
My…oh my…oh my…remember the times prior to this supposed “new war” between Israel & who is it? Hamas, Palestinians, Saudis, Iranians, Arabs as a whole, who is it exactly now? Remember all the utter bullshit that was going on prior to a few days ago being delivered via the Fakestream News Networks…FNN for short? That ‘news” went bye-bye. It all just POOF, up & gone, & now it’s all just about “Israel’s 9/11,” as the producers have so cleverly dubbed it. Is it okay to ask questions? About Jews in particular? Since I am goyim, & NOT a Jew, am I still allowed to have my own respectively individual insights into this ridiculous existence? According to THEM, to THEM, we goyim, we “non-Jews,” are here to serve them, yes we goyim, enslaved, slaves to a race/class that considers themselves above every other genetic makeup, other than nobility I suppose, but royalty & these Zionist Jews work hand-in-hand, make no mistake.
Keep in mind, obviously it’s NOT all Jews, but any of them who grew up in a Jewish-minded household certainly know what the goyim are, & what they are in relation to them. Never mind all that though, because there’s a much bigger picture here. Let’s back out, back it on out, keep going, keep going, 6-more inches, & STOP. Okay there’s the entire picture on the wall, & what does this picture on the wall tell us? It tells us that we’ve now surpassed 8 billion, yes, BILLION people globally, more people than ever before, at least as far as most of us have been told. 8 BILLION humans, consuming, eating, pissing, shitting, repeating, daily, & the Zionist Jews, who consider themselves bestowed by God Himself to rule the Earth, along with those dynastic families with noble, pedigreed lineage, are the proverbial masters, if you will. Meanwhile, everyone else, roughly 90% of the global populous, are here to be herded for their own energy to serve those self-ascribed as above the plebs, above the commoners. Farmers, & the livestock, masters & the slaves, except these psychopaths are people-farmers & the livestock is you, yes YOU. How does such a fractional self-sacrosanctified bunch stay in such power though, more power than they’ve ever had arguably?
They control the media, & when you control the media, & the food, you can control whatever population you want, with a small army perhaps, it’s all relative, only now, we’re in unprecedented waters as to how dynamic all of this war for power truly can be. These maniacs who have control over weapons that I assure you aren’t just rockets & more rockets, & they exist in a mindset to use them. That’s what war is, how can you test weapon effectiveness without war? Sadly, for the world, there’s numerous players with many fingers over many buttons, along with an AI that might have its own button, & from their perspective, there are too many people on this planet, “collateral damage,” they’ll call us. Once the AI reaches a level of stable singularity, most humans simply won’t be needed. Why keep growing record-level crops & slaughtering billions of animals to feed what will be deemed as “unnecessary human consumers?” Why not just remove the “excessive” humans from the equation? That’s their real end-game though, isn’t it? DYOR, Do Your Own Research, & what my countless hours of research have led me to believe, is that one, most “history” has been fabricated, possibly to seemingly unimaginable magnitude, & two, there’s 2 tribes of humans. There’s the so-called “ruling elites,” as I mentioned earlier, who are far, far less in number, & then there’s us, the mutts, with birth certificates as bill of sales slips, & our only goal in life, from the view from the high tower, is to do whatever the rulers demand of us. Okay, so how will I tie this back into the recently reported “War in Israel?”
How did a squadron of sandal-wearing “terrorists”in home-made hang gliders slip past the infamous Iron Dome? Who took the footage of them shooting people? How much theatre must be “broadcast” via your individual televised “programming” before you think to yourself, “What if none of this is real?” Why is that bad, why is that “anti-Semitic,” because everyone knows that if you do question ANYTHING that comes from Israel, somehow you’re Hitler reborn. Mein Kampf is actually a very good book, & nearly 100 years old now, if I’m not mistaken. I read it back in the glory of my misspent college days, surprisingly, & one thing he feverishly mentioned is the Jew-controlled media being the biggest threat to the German people. That was damn-near a century ago, & since we supposedly won the war, can you even begin to imagine how much money, & time, & sacrifice, has been put into the media industry by a dominantly singular group, the Jews, in order to not only control a country, but to control the world? Maybe some ethnicities don’t want to abide this Jewish World Order, I don’t know. It’s hard to truly, 100% “know” anything anymore. It’s just words on a computer screen, words & pictures, like everything else, quite easy to make, especially with the tools available now for relatively cheap. This could all just be theatre, the mental-programming needed to sell a war to the people. Very Orwellian, like everything else these days. For fuck’s sake, it’s already working. There’s, “I stand for Palestine,” &, “I stand with Israel” PNGS to post on top of your avatars on your social media channels. Herds follow trends it seems. If you look through the eyes of those so-called “ruling elites,” that I mentioned earlier, & look at the whole picture, what the world has become, what would your thoughts be? What would your thoughts be on the other side of the coin?
Point of all this, I suppose it might be that the entire picture is artificial, dark & fake, posing, with no real life, other than a few twinkling diamonds here & there, like stars in The Rockies. Are you having thoughts like this? “I’m tired. I’m tired of being lied to, tired of being deceived, tired of slaving my ass off at some menial job just to squeak by each week. I’m tired of not having options. I’m tired of being enslaved. Im just so damn tired of it.” Ever think such thoughts? Rest assured, you’re not alone, because whatever this apparatus is that has been set up as “Planet Earth,” is a global Truman Show when you peek behind the curtain. A great show, the biggest show ever, setting up humanity for the biggest Holocaust ever maybe, who knows? Nothing seems right, & that’s because it isn’t. Unfortunately, yours truly doesn’t have the answers, & I’m nothing more than a guy illustrating a portrait in my own way in a museum inside my head, maybe my own self-portrait, who knows? Weird how the more you know, the less you know, know what I mean? That is all, for now. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
The concept of “free will” is epic, is it not? How does one know if their “will” is free, so to speak? For yours truly, when I reflect on my past, it’s as if reading a book, like I was on some kind of auto-pilot, & now that it’s gone, it’s all just a flash, so as a critical thinker, I can only wonder how “free” my will, truly was/is/will be. How can one not?…were those “decisions” truly decided, or is it all just acted out, like a script in a B-movie, or a circa 1984 computer program maybe? As I pondered these thoughts, I came upon a Reddit thread about “you’re not supposed to be here” dreams. Synchronicity abounds these days…so much so that I barely even notice. I’ve been told in visions, dreams, DMT blasts, that I was, “just there to watch, but had to go back.” On top of that though, I think all of the time, “Am I supposed to be here, HERE, in this 3d prison planet matrix, in this backwards upside-down timeline? Can I just go, by thine own hand, so to speak, whenever I want to get out of here? What is the point of this existence? What does everything mean? Does everything even mean, anything at all? Where the fuck do thoughts come from? Why can’t I recall where I was prior to being born? What is the meaning of dreams/dreaming? So many, many questions, & the answers, I already have, deep within, only no matter how hard I try, I cannot remember. I cannot recall my true self, my higher self. Why?
I hope that someday I have one of those “A-Ha” moments, only on a much higher spiritual level. It would be a shame to forget everything, yet again, would it not? Geez, if reincarnation is real, and/or the Great Recycler is real, how many times have we all done this? How many incarnations to get to here, to THIS moment right here? How many times have we had to live & die, enslaved to a pedigreed class, living for them, not for ourselves, how many times? When I try my best to remember my soul past, it always ends the same, a feeling as if I am staring out onto a dark black ocean on a moonless night, just nothing but the waving of waves, if only I could see in the dark water, like the whales & the dolphins & the octopi. When I dream, however, I go to all sorts of other places, places I somehow know, am somehow familiar with, yet have never seen and/or been to in this 3d waking world.. There are people as well, people I know, & know well in some way, yet again, have never actually encountered in this life here. I also have…abilities, you could say, things such as telepathy, telekinesis, & even flying for fuck’s sake. Yep, FLYING, as easy as walking, flying without even thinking about it, without wings, now how can I know how to do that? How can I know these people, these places, how? What is happening when we dream? Ugh…it’s so frustrating, because I know that I know, somewhere deep down, I know the answers to these many, many questions I have. I just cannot access it.
It’s as if someone changed the locks; it gives me that kind of vibe. I can see the warehouse, the one where all the info, the TRUE info, my soul scrolls, you could say, are stored. I can see the door, & only the door, as the warehouse has no windows. It’s just a big red windowless warehouse, with a series of doors, maybe 3 or 4 doors, all locked & dead-bolted. I can see myself there, after walking for what seemed like forever as I walked, but in retrospect, has now flown by like a seagull in the sun. I can see my cat Milo at my feet, rubbing my shins, purring, with the occasional, “Here I am,” meow. Just Milo & myself, at this giant Costconian warehouse with no windows, & I’m holding a key ring, one with 10000 keys on it. I try one key after another, one key after another, one key after another, & none, not a single one, of these God-damned locks will bulge. I feel like I’ve gone through all of the keys in some sort of Sisyphusian fashion, & I just keep rolling that damn boulder back up the mountain. GAHHHHHHHHH…see what I mean? “It’s quite frustrating to know that you know something, but are still stuck knowing nothing.” Fish F Fish. That’s a solid quote, & one for the Great Quote Hunt for sure. Until next time dear readers, how free do you feel? Do you feel like you’re “learning,” when you “learn” something you previously did not know? Or…are you just remembering? Maybe you’re remembering what you already know/knew; could that be the reality of the REAL reality? Perhaps the concept of “learning,” is yet another trick of the Great Used-Car Salesman to keep you, yes YOU, from knowing what you inherently know, & have simply forgotten, yes? No? Yes, no…no, yes?…who knows? No one knows, & no one cares, until that 4000th week comes. Did you know…that everyone lives for an average 4000 weeks in a lifetime? Yep, & 4000 weeks gets you to around 76-77ish I believe; I heard this on the radio earlier, the 4000 weeks thing, & I’m glad I got to recycle it for all of you, & for none of you at all. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
EaT~aLL~YouR~FisH™ 