orphaned signal

some more description of those Times with the relaying of bits of information and history. Cinderella is mentioned and others as well. the lyan and the wrat are in theses scenes.

this episode is more about Veer, but you will remember Bast mentored Veer. the incidents and issues flowing herein will be considered more pieces to the puzzle. thanks.

this about the situation in Babel, with observations from many. so many increments of story to tell. thanks for your Time.

this is to warn people off. it is an explanation of explanations. full on puzzle mode. Time travel. radio commentary on it and pretty much no mention of Babel. this more of a work from home thing.

explanation of explanations, probably not for you.

explanation of explanations. continuation from one and two.

outside the box explanation of explanations. it is the butterfly wing thing. the puzzle analogy.

this the more recent work out of Babel.

this is more about the recent stuff out of Babel.

this is from earlier in the story, but all the characters will all still be familiar: Veer, the wrat, the lyan. still some details are new and some old.

but it is difficult to enjoy a story when the first words are goodbye. the return of normalacy. yes that's right. even though it sounds like a lament. love your honest heart, love your passionate, love your nearness, love your distant. love your eyes, Quantum love is about little things...

all the Lightning you have seen in your life only adds up to minutes, but if your lucky you've heard hundreds of hours of thunder. the trampled boom, the sonic crack, a dithering grumble. a castle of sound that moves like the Sea...

'you always start a Time travel story with a goodbye letter.' 'no, you always start a Time travel story with a love letter.' solipsism works in this kind of writing. beautiful fantasy, flowers, tiaras and more, maps to lost treasures, last edges.

that butterfly's wing, ?how many generations ago. that morning my look into your eyes was an oath. needle and thread. fm cenotaph. the saddest thing is that we still need warriors. sadness is a truth, and truths are hard to destroy. hammer made of shadow. see ya at the reunion.

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there are certain subjects that you can speak of in rounded phrases and elliptical syntax, that everyone will get because it is familiar, you've heard it before, many Times. it was only a surprise once, and that was long ago. ?what was deliberate and what was fate, come fid out.

hear, listen, see. ?there must be a down. a grand distinction: the nuisance of this frail amusement. enchantment and magic, a lace of gray shadows. answers of doubt hollowing the resolve. it is easier to leave a lasting mark on the Ocean, than it is to change your dreams.

true north was arbitrary and uncertain. ?why is a constant called arbitrary: due to the constant of change. it is not an old radio show, far from it, it is now's voice from a long way off. got a mystery that needs telling. the parallel roads of love going on...

in the duality,, since there are those that love, their must be those that are hating to the same level. a founding principle of the Beginning: beyond the horizon there are no doubts. a pair of unknowns. fourteen shares of yesterday. thirteen thoughts about alone. a sad sorrowful fool, sadly...

most people don't know that. the reckoner had a reputation that wasn't all bad, nor was it all good. they were delivered lies and swallowed them whole, it was how glad they were to have them that was sad. they would rather have lies than think about the truth, Cindy.

?what does it mean exit stage left. ?so there is a map for the stage, a nautiloid in one act: voir dire. ?do you understand him. and from somewhere in the crowd, 'i speak dollar.' the crowd parts, and the the slim jones stands forth, offers a bow to the...

these are the heady days of beforehand, because then it will be in the past, the most elusive of fifth thursdays. 'faith is necessary because knowledge fades.' 'wisdom, not a birthright, a blessing.' these statements carved on theire respective chapels. the west walls for both the phaots and the chaots.

originating home of orphaned signal. the contents of the show are fossil frequency modulation. the original Time traveling radio variety show. it must be noted that parallel Time was considered by some to be an invalid state or thing,, but it did a lot to explain appearances, in some cases.

Oceanus Procellarum, Mare Crisium, Sinus Iridium, just a few of the possibilities. it is a treasure hunt and a castle longing. not always a quiet horizon when i lay down to sleep. it is a trip to the black and white edge of the of the World, as it was.

shadows fall like Rain, but in a different flood. the Rose Mistress stands in the stirrups of Dusk and Dawn. the original terminator, defined as, in a universal order, traveling chirally in planck Time. sketching the edge one Photon at a Time...

the letter assassin. the dead letter office is much like the box that schrodinger put the cat in. are they already dead because no one knows to look for them theire. the letter's vow until death do us part. but the problem: they weren't expecting the letter to die.

everything circled back to this place. the threat of one of the nine in almost every scene. Zero charge is a difficult state to achieve, but it is required. rhochi, a formula for Quantum love. it is dark but not in the way of evil, Dark Energy is a clock.

shasers so to speak. in an age of too many beliefs, no news is good news. mirrors are always truthful, but have been used for deceit; theire favorite partner is smoke. the shadow court, the speed of shadows is undecided. self portrait of the artist asleep. now i lay me...

nineveh starts with nine. orphaned signal's a Time traveling radio variety show. it is gentler than most: no profanity, passion, yes, but in an oblique fashion. work is amply described, because theire is so much more toil than joy. phaots and chaots, one believes in fate, the other in cause.

you cannot destroy this Garden, you can only wound It to the extent It won't support you. all day the shadows being tatted under the trees, and now they are attached to the upright sides of things, and they won't be shaken off. at night the candle's flames' shadows' stammer.

words are the most impermanent things we produce. theire are so many answers. the written word throughout historical Time, fascinating progression, records survive, detailing the cognitions in disparate places, in analogous Time. it is a compulsion to tell what happened, the enLightened moments mostly in numbers. because answers are change.

they were nothing more than shadows holding hands in an accelerating memory, that had lost most all of its color and sense, what remained was mostly pang, and even young you knew you couldn't trace every interesting thread, and as such realized that the horizon was your most likely friend.

an antenna is a candle the Wind can't blow out. it is mostly a paper copy read aloud. a clamor calling for quiet. what an unreasonable beast is silence... the horse latitudes and Mare Sargassum. a broadside of shadows is not as harmless as you might think. thanks to Sue.

bleaker street, not new york, further along, farther down the road, bleaker street in roam. deciding what a billion seconds is really worth: thirty one point seven years. paths in the story: bleaker street was just a part of the overall framework, in that every character has to travel it

the road to Achernar is about finding a Star at the top of the river Eridanus. it flows down from the Sky to the southern horizon. it can't be total Light or dark: for in the mixture is all the threat and amusement. sleight of hand using the clock's face.

this is orphaned signal, a Time traveling radio variety show, reaching out to the dark, reaching out to the Stars; fully committed to living in interesting Times. tomorrow is a mirror, beyond the the matters of Silver and glass, thank you. the ouroboros spit out its tail and moved on...

lying about the future is different than lying about the past. ?which is word you tell me. ghost town billboard, some many messages left unsaid. the idea that you encountered yourself in the form of two people, each the same as the other; the subject a small discussion of temporal fugue

what had the storm taught him, more it would seem than the school, but that wouldn't be accurate, he had learned from both. five hundred miles not an inch closer. the map of Heaven, and the legend thereon, telling of distributed facts, mileages, tides, dispensations, flowers more often than knot...

trying to make such a large and intricate story as orphaned signal interesting in any introduction, has been very challenging and still without any real satisfaction on my part. thanks for investing any of your Time in it, but this promise i make, if you like it you'll like it.

think of this as a postcard: there are some truths and there are some jests. three hundred and sixty joules is a punchline of sorts. the mirror is always honest. i agree wholeheartedly. love is equidistant from every emotion. the key is not to take the same old path, again.

more pieces of the puzzle, more expressions of Summer, and the wrat, the lyan and Veer in It. the way painful decibels are made whispers by distance. the reversed telescopic view has slowed the proceedings enough to observe them meaningfully. the Seventh Dimensions in certain senses parallel to our Three...

this is from next best thing fifteen, so the far end of the story. it is conversations overhead during broadcast archaeology, the lyan, the wrat and Madame Veer. entertainment is serious business; again four dimensional paragraphs, the World ran out of frontier; and the last thing revealed was his heart.

a midterm test for sophomores in the four dimensional style. the power to change course may not be available. a proper response is an individual taste and not for me to say,, unless of course you ask, well alright then, it is: shadows don't ask, and they surely don't tell.

this takes place long after the linguistic diaspora. analysis we know the theater is ruined but we haven't heard how. we talk of trains anachronistic and otherwise. living in the land of bibliography: terse, abbreviated, pith.

explains how a Time travel story is told from the middle first. endings and even beginnings much be approached in a different fashion. this was a civilization that allowed you to know the day of your death. it was all a trip to samara.

more of season 5 this is episode 10: there are a number of nested issues here. the assumption being that if you have listened this far then you are willing to go with the flow. thank you for that. it is filled with tangents and touchstones. i wish you well.

this references the dangers of nine lives, which imply at least eight deaths. it is not infamous, it is much remembered. often sought in dreams. i have no expectations, i'm not trying to steer them to a course, much less a conclusion. all aboard!

this episode surveys some of the problems that go along with telling and hearing this tale. it is StarLight in a radio wavelength. a prophecy or a prediction, ?which are they more likely to believe. this is where the choice of messenger is important, at least in part. thanks again.

all these men that had been worshipped as gods, no wonder the World, not to mention the Planet itself were always experiencing die offs. anyway the reporting of Cleopatra's death continues. dust devils, Winter cat, schrodinger's cat, elevator expression of Gravity's equivalence to acceleration, so acceleration is equivalent to curvature.