by me, Kerry Burgess, 03/26/2024 10:36 PM
Weird, weird, weird.
Wasn't even looking at that.
Solar-eclipse and "Requiem For Methuselah"
WHY WHY WHY would I even guess to connect those two?
ONLY just a few moments ago - just before I was about to make this post - did the thought occur to me to check that pattern in my original work code pattern
I've worked on this post and the previous post for many hours before now and now just a few minutes ago it formed together
AND what makes it so weird is that it connects with the next major post I've been working on for several days and that began because of 09/12/2017, which I started because of my work updating 12/02/2017. That post that begins with 09/12/2017 would have been my next post here but then I was watching the tv-news this morning and the content I observed gave me new ideas to check
Abbie-150_O
"Requiem For Methuselah" [ Star Trek ]
Original Airdate: 14 Feb, 1969
(from internet transcript)
MCCOY: Physically human but not human. These are earlier versions of Rayna, Jim. She's an android.
FLINT: Created here by my hand. Here, the centuries of loneliness were to end.
SPOCK: Your collection of Leonardo da Vinci masterpieces, Mister Flint, they appear to have been recently painted on contemporary canvas with contemporary materials. And on your piano, a waltz by Johannes Brahms, an unknown work in manuscript, written in modern ink. Yet absolutely authentic, as are your paintings.
FLINT: I am Brahms.
SPOCK: And da Vinci?
FLINT: Yes.
SPOCK: How many other names shall we call you?
FLINT: Solomon, Alexander, Lazarus, Methuselah, Merlin, Abramson. A hundred other names you do not know.
SPOCK: You were born?
FLINT: In that region of earth later called Mesopotamia, in the year 3834 BC, as the millennia are reckoned. I was Akharin, a soldier, a bully and a fool. I fell in battle, pierced to the heart and did not die.
MCCOY: Instant tissue regeneration coupled with some perfect form of biological renewal. You learned that you were immortal and
FLINT: And to conceal it. To live some portion of a life, to pretend to age and then move on before my nature was suspected.
SPOCK: Your wealth and your intellect are the product of centuries of acquisition. You knew the greatest minds in history.
FLINT: Galileo, Socrates, Moses. I have married a hundred times, Captain. Selected, loved, cherished. Caressed a smoothness, inhaled a brief fragrance. Then age, death, the taste of dust. Do you understand?
SPOCK: You wanted a perfect, ultimate woman, as brilliant, as immortal as yourself. Your mate for all time.
FLINT: Designed by my heart. I could not love her more.
draft ; original work by me, Kerry Burgess, update to my previous post
From 5/14/1984 ( at the recruiter's office in downtown, my departure from Texarkana, Arkansas, for Orlando, Florida, beginning my induction to active-duty enlisted {non-commissioned seafarer, E-3 paygrade, Advanced Electronics Field candidate} US Navy, for 6-years obligated service ) To 4/8/2024 ( ) is 14574 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 9/27/2005 ( ) is 14574 days
https://papersofprinceton.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=Princetonian20050927-01.1.3&e=-------en-20--1--txt-txIN-------
Star Trek Generations (1994)
(from internet transcript)
[Enterprise sickbay]
Dr. Beverly CRUSHER: He's an El-Aurian, ...over three hundred years old. He lost his entire family when the Borg destroyed his world. Soran escaped with a handful of other refugees aboard a ship called the Lakul. That ship was later destroyed by some kind of energy ribbon, but Soran and forty-six others were rescued by the Enterprise-B.
RIKER: That was the mission where James Kirk was killed.
CRUSHER: I checked the passenger manifest of the Lakul. Guess who else was on board?
[Guinan's quarters]
GUINAN {star-ship's bartender}: Soran is a name I haven't heard in a long time.
Starfleet Captain Jean-Luc PICARD: You remember him?
GUINAN: Yes.
PICARD: Guinan. It is very important that you tell me everything that you know. We think that Soran has developed a weapon, ...a terrible weapon. One that might even give him enough power to destroy...
GUINAN: Soran doesn't care about weapons or power. He just cares about getting back to the Nexus.
PICARD: What's the 'Nexus'?
GUINAN: The energy ribbon that destroyed that ship was just not some random phenomenon travelling through the universe. It's a doorway to another place that we call the Nexus. It's a place that I've tried very, very hard to forget.
PICARD: What happened to you?
GUINAN: It was like being inside joy. As if joy was something tangible ...and you could wrap yourself in it like a blanket. And never in my entire life have I been as content.
PICARD: And then you were beamed away from there.
GUINAN: Pulled. Ripped away. None of us wanted to go. I would have done anything, ...anything to get back there. But once I realised that wasn't possible I learned to live without that.
PICARD: What about Soran?
GUINAN: If he's still obsessed he could be a very, very dangerous man.
PICARD: Why would he destroy a star? ...Thank you, Guinan.
GUINAN: If you go, you're not going to care about anything. Not this ship, Soran, nothing. All you'll want is to stay in the Nexus. And you're not going to want to come back.
album: "Hotel California" (1976)
Eagles
"Life In The Fast Lane"
He was a hard-headed man,
He was brutally handsome,
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up,
And he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city
He had nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, "Faster, faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Are you with me so far?
Eager for action,
Hot for the game
The coming attraction,
The drop of a name
They knew all the right people,
They took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties,
They paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror,
Lines on her face
She pretended not to notice,
She was caught up in the race
Out every evening,
Until it was light
He was too tired to make it,
She was too tired to fight about it
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane,
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane
Blowin' and burnin',
Blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
Took a turn for the worst
She said, "Listen, baby. You can hear the engine ring.
We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a goddamn thing."
He said, "Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash."
{"The doctor say she's coming, but you gotta pay in cash."}
They went rushin' down that freeway,
Messed around and got lost
From 9/12/2017 ( ordered by me from RLSD: 150-O ) To 4/8/2024 ( the solar-eclipse ) is 2400 days
2400 = 1200 + 1200
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/14/1969 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Requiem for Methuselah" ) is 1200 days
Star Trek Generations (1994)
(from internet transcript)
ANTONIA: Come on, Jim, I'm starving. How long have you been rattling around in that kitchen?
KIRK: Antonia! ...What are you talking about? ...The future? This is the past. ...This is nine years ago.
(Kirk gets a broken pair of spectacles out of a box)
KIRK: ...The day I told her I was going back to Starfleet.
PICARD: I know how real this must seem to you, but it's not. This isn't really your house. We're both of us caught up in some kind of temporal nexus.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 10:49 PM Pacific-time USA Tuesday 03/26/2024
