by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 12:58 PM
Wilbur: [looking at Charlotte's new web, at the fair] It's a great word. It's just...
Charlotte A. Cavatica: Just what?
Wilbur: Is it the right word?
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 10:41 AM
Still sitting here at this same stupid desk.
Weary.
Thinking.
Cold.
Thinking of brewing a strong pot of black coffee. Knowing it will only make me drowsy enough to fall asleep for an hour or so. At more than 20 years now, only just recently succumb to the urge of a short-sleep. Seems to make me feel better. More research needed to feel certain.
Intend to assemble and develop content for a blog-post and to present it in the sequence of my cognitive-process. Not a single idea in my head right now of what this potential blog-post will be about today, 04/26/2025
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 10:55 AM
Thinking now more about "The Peripheral", that novel by William Gibson that I mentioned yesterday
Hilarious.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:03 AM
There are many ideas that form in my conscious-mind that I reject, in terms of this process, this process of searching for patterns in my original-work code-pattern. These notes present the notions I accept and then look closer into, developing into this code-pattern that I describe
From 5/6/1955 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Flash Gordon"::"The Matter Duplicator" ) To 10/28/2014 ( "The Peripheral" by William Gibson ) is 21725 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/26/2025 ( Today - Saturday ) is 21725 days
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:27 AM
Brewing up that pot of coffee.
Thinking.
Rather, trying to shift the mode of thinking in my conscious-mind, into something else
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:35 AM
Accepted the impulse in my conscious-mind to look back at my previous observations of "Dark Matter", that streaming-video series from AppleTV+. Still don't know when season 2 debuts
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:38 AM
Drinking a cup of black coffee
Became cognizant moments earlier of a subtle change to my conscious state of mind
Cannot articulate it well enough, a sort of balancing effort in my consciousness
Trying not to think, must remain aware of my surroundings
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:41 AM
Continues drinking coffee.
Opened my files of my past observations of "Dark Matter" to see if anything stands out from my review
Distracted:
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:45 AM
Must. Concentrate.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:51 AM
"In the Fires of Dead Stars"
Looking at that now and examining the results
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2025/01/today-is-01132025-post-1.html
by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 03:55 AM
Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home
I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.
If this is the first blog-post by me you're reading then you are galactically uninformed.
Monday, January 13, 2025
Today is 01/13/2025, Post #1
What a great ending to episode 7
I have been so immersed the past few hours in creating and assembling the content that follows here, I feel I have just woken from a sleeping-dream, and the disappointment of reality returns to me
by me, Kerry Burgess, 01/13/2025 12:09 AM
And now, "Superposition" season 1 episode 6 "Dark Matter" streaming-video serial on AppleTV+
Possibly, followed here with episode 7
From 1/13/2025 ( ) To 4/26/2025 ( Today - Saturday ) is 103 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/13/1966 ( ) is 103 days
February 1966
From Wikipedia
February 13, 1966
The Washington Post ran a story headlined "Car Safety Critic Nader Reports Being 'Tailed'", by reporter Morton Mintz, a revelation that would eventually propel consumer advocate Ralph Nader to national fame and turn his recent book Unsafe at Any Speed into a bestseller. Nader's crusade against General Motors had largely been overlooked, until "the company did not recognize the value of public relations and opted instead to use intimidation and harassment to shut down Nader... The result was the media coverage and attention GM had hoped to avoid." Though the Post story ran on page 43, and did not get attention right away, other magazines and newspapers would soon investigate the story and make Nader's name a household word.
In what one author has described as "the single largest contribution made by drones during the Vietnam War", a Firebee 147E unmanned aircraft with electronic intelligence monitors was sent on a one-way mission to be shot down by the SA-2 antiaircraft radar and missile defense system being used by North Vietnam. The drone was picked up by the radar and destroyed, but not before "finally acquiring the long-mysterious command uplink and downlink signals" that were used in the SA-2 operation, and relaying the data back to a nearby DC-130 transport aircraft; acquisition of the signal led to developing methods to jam it as well.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 11:59 AM
Typically, that sort of pattern, CAUSED by my choices completely at random, is where I would stop my examination
Today, I feel there is more for me to find
So, I am finishing off that pot of black coffee and trying to (not) think
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 12:22 PM
Now I am thinking again, suddenly, about a notion I have described before
As a stretch of the imagination, I would call it a "time dilation" effect. Scientists use the term differently, if I have learned anything from popular science-fiction, and I use it now for my own personal effect
Seems like I have worked on this for over 20 years now. What if, instead, the duration has been only 20 minutes of real-world time. Just seems to my conscious-mind, this moment, the Present, that has been 20 years
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 12:26 PM
Not sure yet if the actual date means anything for today, because I have not yet examined the pattern
But it 01/13/2006
I made a reference two days ago to that same calendar-date
There is ANOTHER reference to that calendar-date that I did not remember nor re-discover when I looked at it 2 days ago
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
2X12 - RESURRECTION SHIP (2)
Original Airdate (SciFi): 13-JAN-2006
(from internet transcript)
Pegasus - Brig
Helo: Oh, looky here. Sunshine boys are here.
Gage: you miserable fraks.
Helo: Hey. You. You call me sir.
by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/26/2025 12:32 PM
As I was thinking minutes ago of my so-called "time dilation", I was thinking specifically of the 1999 "The Thirteenth Floor" - Jinx! - and then I had to - HAD TO! - abandon that line of conscious-thought and look at a specific episode of Stargate: Atlantis.
When SGA formed in my mind, I did not know the name of the episode, I certainly did not know the premiere date. Had to look it up. That's when I noted it premiered on 01/13/2006. So now I am looking closer at that detail in my original-work code-pattern.
From 1/13/2006 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Stargate: Atlantis"::"Epiphany" ) To 4/26/2025 ( Today - Saturday ) is 7043 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/13/1985 ( premiere USA TV series episode "ABC Afterschool Specials"::"I Want to Go Home" ) is 7043 days
Stargate: Atlantis
"Epiphany"
TV-series season 2 episode 12, 01/13/2006
(from internet transcript)
Sheppard finds himself on a planet where time passes more rapidly, with no way to contact his team or return to Atlantis.
Stargate: Atlantis
"Epiphany"
TV-series season 2 episode 12, 01/13/2006
(from internet transcript)
McKAY (consulting his device): Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa. There's something there.
SHEPPARD (stopping short of the doorway): What?
McKAY: Some kind of an energy barrier around the threshold.
(John looks at the doorway for a moment, then turns and finds a large pebble on the ground. He picks it up and tosses it towards the doorway. As the pebble reaches the doorway, a blue light glows around it as it goes through the energy field and then the pebble vanishes in mid-air.)
TEYLA: It disappeared.
SHEPPARD: Or it went right through a cloak.
McKAY (looking at his device): It has many of the same properties as a cloaking field.
SHEPPARD: Yeah, and the Ancients did tend to hide all the really cool stuff.
McKAY: Yeah -- I would just like to be able to explain these readings better before we step through. (He clicks his fingers several times and turns to Teyla and Ronon.) Get me a branch. (As they walk away, he turns to John.) You got tape? (John squats down and starts to rummage in his backpack.) Because ... (he reaches into his jacket) ... I got a camera! (He pulls the camera out, then looks up in despair as Ronon presents him with the branch he found.) I didn't ask for a log! (He glares at Ronon, who turns and walks away with his log as Teyla comes in with a much thinner branch.) Thank you! OK, so ... (he holds the camera against the end of the branch that Teyla is holding) ... tape it to the stick ... (John unwraps the end of the duct tape he has taken out of his pack and starts to wrap it around the camera and the branch) ... we extend the camera through, record for a few minutes, pull it back, play the recorder.
SHEPPARD: Yeah! M.A.L.P. on a stick!
(Rodney looks at him in exasperation.)
McKAY: Yes, M.A.L.P. on a stick(!) Very clever. Are we done?
(John finishes taping the camera to the branch.)
SHEPPARD: Yep!
(Rodney takes the branch from Teyla and carefully feeds the camera end into the field. The part of the field surrounding the branch glows blue as he feeds it through. As it passes through the field, it disappears from view. Teyla walks over to the cave wall near the doorway and looks at writing carved on the wall.)
TEYLA: I am not fluent in Ancient but I do recognise a few words: "welcome" and "ascension".
DEX: Ascension?
McKAY (still holding the branch with the camera end through the doorway): To a higher plane of existence. The race of people who built the Stargates -- they eventually evolved to a point where they ascended to a state of pure energy.
DEX: That'd be great!
McKAY: Yeah, well, sadly it's a matter of, uh, evolution. (He looks up at Ronon, who stares back at him. Rodney looks away again.) Anyway ... I'm sure we've got more than enough now. (He pulls the camera back through the doorway.) There we go. And ... have a look, shall we?
(Everyone gathers around him as he activates the camera. The screen shows the other side of the doorway. It looks exactly the same as they can see through the doorway anyway. Rodney looks up.)
McKAY: OK, then! Any volunteers?
SHEPPARD: I'll go. (He walks towards the doorway.)
McKAY: Just, um, back out if you encounter anything problematic.
(John stops and looks back at him.)
SHEPPARD: Problematic?
McKAY: Yeah, like poisonous atmosphere, acid atmosphere, no atmosphere. Hey, (he points to the camera) it's a M.A.L.P. on a stick; only shows you so much.
(John grimaces at him nervously.)
SHEPPARD: OK. (He takes a deep breath.) Here goes.
Stargate: Atlantis
"Epiphany"
TV-series season 2 episode 12, 01/13/2006
(from internet transcript)
McKAY: It is a time dilation field, which means that time is passing much faster on the other side of the portal than it is here for us. I'm not sure of the exact ratio, but I need to go now.
DEX: Why?
McKAY: I don't have time to explain temporal compression theory to you when every moment we stand here debating this, literally hours could be going by for Colonel Sheppard relative to us. Look, hours equate to days, and days for us could mean years for him. Do you get it now? Teyla -- I need you to follow me back as far as the Puddle Jumper and I'll explain what I need you to do on the way. (He and Teyla start to leave, then Rodney turns and points at Ronon.) And you, stay here.
DEX: And do what?
McKAY: Don't go through, if that's what you're thinking. (He suddenly realises something.) Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa. (He points to Teyla's back.) Give me the knapsack.
INSIDE THE BARRIER. John is on his feet by the doorway, talking into the radio. He has a couple of days' growth of beard.
SHEPPARD: Rodney, Teyla, Ronon? Come in? (There's no reply.) You guys are starting to worry me a little bit here.
OUTSIDE THE BARRIER.
McKAY: Empty your pockets -- everything you think he might need to survive.
(Ronon takes various items out of his pockets. Teyla is taking energy bars out of her own pockets and they put everything into her knapsack.)
McKAY: We might just buy him a little more time there.
McKAY: OK, the-the-the portal must somehow dampen [must somehow damp the] the extreme tidal forces that would normally occur in the event horizon of a time dilation field, and we were keeping him from passing through it.
BECKETT: So part of his body is experiencing time at a different pace than the other? Who knows what that could do to him?
McKAY (sarcastically): I have no idea, but I suspect he could use a doctor.
WEIR: So you don't know if he's even alive?
McKAY: The most time-efficient approach was to assume that he was alive but stranded.
WEIR: And why not assume that he'll make his own way back through the portal?
McKAY: Because Colonel Sheppard would have already had hours to try to make it back through the portal in the time I wasted explaining the situation to Conan and Xena!
BECKETT: Now, Rodney, that's not very ...
McKAY: No. No, I suppose it isn't. (He activates his headset radio.) This is McKay. Supplies been loaded aboard yet?
VOICE OVER RADIO: Almost there, sir. Just a few more cases.
McKAY: Alright. When you're done with that, make sure you assist Zelenka in securing the descent probe into the launch compartment. (He picks up a large bag and tosses it to Carson.) Let's move. (He leaves the room. Carson, Elizabeth and the others follow him.)
INSIDE THE BARRIER. John is sitting by a small fire. He now has a full beard. He activates his radio.
SHEPPARD: This is Sheppard. I'm pretty sure you can't hear me, but I don't have a volleyball to talk to, so what the hell. I've rationed what little I have for as long as I could but I have enough left for maybe one more day. (He sighs.) I've gotta get myself something to live on while I find my own source of food and water. (Sarcastically) Not that I didn't appreciate the three canteens of water and the whole handful of power bars. (He sighs again.) There's nothing in the immediate area. I'm gonna have to go further out. Um, I'm giving you an indication of where I go, as I go. (He looks frustrated.) Sheppard out. (Angrily, he throws the radio across the cave, then picks up his P90 and starts to kick the fire out. Once it's out, he cocks his gun, switches on the light on top of it and, aiming it cautiously, heads out.)
INSIDE THE BARRIER. John has left the forest and is now walking across a grassy field. Suddenly a man runs out of the woods nearby.
AVRID: Help! Help! Help me, please!
INSIDE THE BARRIER. A pair of hands wrings out a cloth in a bowl of water and the owner of the hands starts to mop John's brow. He is either asleep or unconscious in a bed in what appears to be a wooden house.
SOME TIME LATER. John comes out of the house. He is wearing a white shirt, a sleeveless light beige waistcoat, dark trousers and long beige suede-looking boots. He still has the beard. The house is in a small village with houses and barns made of wood. It's another simple Pegasus society. Avrid comes over to greet him.
AVRID: I'm glad you're feeling better. (He gestures around the village.) Welcome to your new home.
SHEPPARD: Avrid, uh, I'm happy to visit and I'm grateful for the food and the whole healing thing, but, uh, do you know the way out of here? (He starts to walk across the centre of the village.)
AVRID: There is no way to leave, John, other than to ascend.
SHEPPARD (stopping): What exactly do you mean by "there's no way"?
AVRID: That is the sole purpose of this place -- to meditate upon ascension and one day join those who created the Sanctuary.
SHEPPARD: The thing is, I've got other plans. (He starts to walk again.)
AVRID (following him): Then why did you enter the portal?
SHEPPARD: Well, call it a mistake. I tried to stop it but the damned thing sucked me in.
(They have reached the centre of the village where there's a large stone reservoir, about knee-high, filled with water. John stops and looks at it.)
AVRID: Those that came before us made certain that there could be no indecision. Once you set foot within the Sanctuary, your path was chosen.
SHEPPARD: Not by me!
AVRID: Once you cross the threshold, you are committed to be here for the remainder of your days.
INSIDE THE BARRIER. John and Teer are walking across a flowery meadow. Teer has gathered some flowers and is carrying them, while John is chewing on a long grass stalk.
TEER: I'm glad I finally got you outside. You've been alone in your room for so long.
SHEPPARD: I'm being depressed.
TEER: Is it so terrible here?
SHEPPARD: No, you folks have been great. It's just, I've got responsibilities back home -- people I care about, and who care about me. At least I thought they did.
(Teer bends and picks another flower.)
SHEPPARD: Why'd you come here?
TEER: Well, I was born here.
SHEPPARD: No, I mean your people.
TEER: Well, they came generations ago. I'm from a race of people who revered those who came before us, those who created this place.
SHEPPARD: We call them Ancients.
TEER: To follow in their footsteps, to ascend, was the greatest goal among our forefathers. Many centuries ago, some of our people sensed it was within them to do so. It took them many years to discover the location of this world and once they found it, they came to this world as a pilgrimage. We are their descendants.
SHEPPARD: Not many of you left.
TEER: No. We are the last.
SHEPPARD: So what's holdin' you back?
TEER: Journeys such as ours can take a lifetime.
SHEPPARD: You afraid it might not happen?
(Teer smiles.)
TEER: I'm not afraid of anything.
SHEPPARD: Well, I'd be pretty afraid of that Beast thing.
TEER: As long as we stay in the Cloister, we're safe.
SHEPPARD: And what kind of life is that?
THE CLOISTER. A montage of scenes follows, indicating a passage of time for John.
(A long table has been set out in the middle of the village. John and the villagers are sitting around it, eating a meal.)
(In what is presumably their version of a monastery, several of the villagers are either seated crossed-legged or are kneeling on the floor, their eyes closed as they mediate. John sits amongst them, his eyes open and a bored expression on his face.)
TEER: He is meditating with the others.
SHEPPARD: He's always meditating. Everyone's always meditating.
THE CLOISTER. NIGHT TIME. John opens the door to his house and walks in, stopping at the sight of Teer sitting on the floor waiting for him. He looks around nervously as she smiles up at him.
SHEPPARD (walking in and closing the door): You don't have to wait up for me.
TEER: You've been gone over a day.
SHEPPARD: Yeah, well, after I found my weapons, I decided to take a run all the way back to the portal, and look what I found. (He brings a knapsack across to Teer.) I don't know what took em so long, but my friends finally sent some supplies through. (He opens the knapsack and investigates what's inside.)
TEER: There are people here who care for you.
SHEPPARD: Sorry, I should've told somebody. (He takes the knapsack across to the table and starts taking items out of it.)
TEER: I knew. (John looks at her.) I was following your journey in my mind. I was with you since you left the Cloister.
SHEPPARD: Is that some special power of yours you haven't told me about?
TEER: Yes.
SHEPPARD: Oh!
TEER: I've been with you each time you've searched for a means to leave us. As Hedda has the power to heal, I am able to see images in my mind. It's not uncommon for those on the path to ascension to gain such abilities.
SHEPPARD: I wish you woulda told me -- I could've used you out there. It took me forever to find this stuff! (He continues taking items out of the knapsack.)
(Teer smiles.)
TEER: Before my mother ascended, she could move things with her mind. You can imagine how wondrous that would be for a child. Sit with me.
(John looks at the items he's taking out of the knapsack, then drops them on the table and walks across to sit on the floor with Teer.)
TEER: I was the one who sent Avrid to find you.
SHEPPARD: You did?
TEER: Because I knew you were coming that night, and I knew where you would be in the field; and I have known since I was a child that you would sit here with me as you do now. (John looks shocked.) I've been able to close my eyes and see your face my entire life, John. You are the one.
(John stares at her rather wide-eyed.)
SHEPPARD: The one what?
TEER: The one who will lead us to ascension.
SHEPPARD: Oh!
From 6/23/1947 ( from Wikipedia: Labor Management Relations Act, 1947 becomes law in the USA ) To 12/15/2006 ( premiere USA film "Charlotte's Web" ) is 21725 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/26/2025 ( Today - Saturday ) is 21725 days
IMDb
Charlotte's Web (2006)
Quotes
Charlotte A. Cavatica: Goodbye... my sweet, sweet Wilbur.
Wilbur: Goodbye, Charlotte. I love you.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 1:30 PM Pacific-timezone USA Saturday 04/26/2025
