Let's just appreciate the irony of my ten year old pinky twitter being canceled. This is what I was able to do in one month. Before the big cancel thing started, pinky account wasn't too shabby, but the shadowbanning took a hard toll and then I lost being able to pull up analytics at all before the end.
So it's fun again to be able to go get a report card so I can see what's going on. I NEVER got this many profile views in one month on any other twitter account, and the strayhen account was legit dead for months after I went back to pinky, so this blew my mind around a little bit.
Just one month before... As you can see, I didn't frequent that account.
I'd gotten higher engagement on pinky twitter, but I was also in a live tweet gang and sometimes interacted with actors and directors and stuff while we were yapping away during broadcasts. Since I'm a nobody and not one cent monetized, I made a game out of stats and analytics and was told by several professionals that I was doing better than they were with their accounts. Twitter is a game. Learn the mechanics, spike the stats.
But yeah, did NOT expect this from strayhen at all.
Conversely, youtube did me a little dirty and pulled all my vids on unlisted playlists into private, which I discovered only today, and now I've gotta switch hundreds of them back to unlisted, one by one, whee.
I'm in a euphoric week, probably 6 hours of sleep in the last 2 days. If I wind up awake through the night again tonight, maybe I'll get a couple projects out. It's been kind of challenging this week...
If I do sleep, though, fantastic.
This was too restricted to see when I shared it on twitter. It stands corrected. Only 700 more to go, lol. Just kidding, maybe more like 500. If vids have been hard to see on my blogs, total apologies, those will all come back up as I can get to switching them back out to visible.
This post is a continuation from the previous post at precession of the equinoxes wherein I ask why Moffat and/or his writers inserted an irrelevant snippet of Sherlock's backstory having to do with Mycroft taunting him in his mind palace about the precession of the equinoxes. In one scene, Sherlock brings up teddy bears only in relation to that subject and never again, so it was easy to free associate in internet search right into The Teddy Bear's Picnic, Rudyard Kipling's quote about precession of the equinoxes, and then Rudyard Kipling's poem The Truce of the Bear. It's up to you, Reader, to look into these things and find the ultimate connections, although I'll hint that dots to connect can be implied both at the end of the song and the end of the poem, which are linked in that last post.
So after I finished that post, I grew even more curious about Kipling's quote about the equinox coming out of an elephant's mouth. Of course, there is a Sherlock eposide in which John writes up a case that he titled Elephant in the Room, and after someone asked what that might mean and why in Stack Exchange, a reader commented,
"It's an english expression for an obvious problem or risk no one wants to discuss. I don't remember the actual episode or what the problem was, so I'll just comment this.
And this is where we begin, O Best Beloved. I simply wondered whether the word "equinox" might mean something else that no one ever talks about, and started wandering through connected search items piecing things together. Naturally, equinox will lead everyone to Great Year sooner or later.
I always inevitably run into a movie title in the middle of free associating, which is annoying. I honestly think google floods searches with entertainment items just to throw deeper searching off. However, in this case, it really raised my eyebrows once I looked into it.
As unrelated as this seems at the moment, it's very worth noting. It becomes relevant later. The plot summary is as follows-
"The Great Year is a compelling documentary that explores the possibility that the fall of ancient civilizations around the globe, and the rise of modern civilization, might be related to our Sun's motion around a companion star. The film examines evidence that ancient civilizations may have known of this celestial cycle and that our Sun may indeed display the characteristics of binary motion. —Geoff Patino" For now we can put this on back burner.
In the meantime, the free associating somehow took equinoxes into a royal direction.
And suddenly a news item. Given that some of us have been waiting for the London Bridge announcement (Queen's Death) public announcement for a few years, this seemed a bit dramatic.
And then I wound up in the royal family tree. Funny how starting off with an equinox search so quickly steered me into royal family history. I know from others' researches that this is completely relevant, but it's a very long dot connection trail that has been pretty buried in google hell.
This next had me going Seriously? And then I just laughed. Is this an elephant in a room? A 50 year old documentary seeks to "humanize" the queen...
So I'm going to stop this post right there because it has become it's own really deep dive that I wasn't intending, so again, back burner. Next post I get back on track and find more surprising things that you'd never think was connected to equinox. Remember, though, that Mycroft actually scooped Sherlock up and dragged him into the palace wrapped in a sheet. I'll be getting back to Mycroft later.
Yeah, I've been laughing my head off all day. I tried to get pinky suspended for months, MONTHS, and it got to where I could write anything I wanted any time I wanted how often I wanted, no problemo.
But today, I'm only guessing but possibly after calling out Moffat working for the elites and presumably capitulating to them to be able to be as well placed as he is, I'M COMPLETELY WIPED OFF GOOGLE PRESENCE. My stuff is still all there of course, except janikabanks.com because I let that expire.
I am still in these accounts even if I let them sit and languish.
And that's all google will show you now. None of my blogger blogs is listed in google search but you can still get to them through my right side column here. My named used to go on for 20 pages in google search, now it's a measly 4 pages that includes real banks and other people, so google really raked me off the search grid this time.
HOWEVER.
If you leave my name all together like is on many of my accounts, like janikabanks, I still have a tiny web presence on webmii and I show up on these other accts.
and surprisingly an old link to autisable, but if it doesn't open up you can search me by name and get what they're calling 'guest posts' now
and apparently an old comment I made somewhere in 2011 is still searchable
But all the rest, pages and pages of my interactions and writings all over that place, *poof*.
You can still find 3 pix of me in google search under images. Guess they weren't as thorough as they thought. Considering I used to have at least 20 or more pix of my face popping up in google search for years, maybe it is pretty thorough. But yeah, that was INSTANT VENDETTA today. 😁
I don't even care. I'm just putting this here in case anyone comes looking.
So this all started with my JanikaBanks twitter being suspended what, a year and a half ago? Took them long enough to catch me on ban evasion. I dunno if I got reported or what, but I had a really strong feeling when I dragged out my Sherlock thread that I might get the axe, because NOTHING else I was tweeting or retweeting was getting me suspended, and I was going hardcore down and dirty with opinionating (with sources on most of it) on the elitist control mechanisms and all the ways we've been lied to. The Sherlock thread is the only thing that was different. I could be wrong, of course, but really, I have sincerely trying to get suspended for months and that is the only really different thing I've done and suddenly it happened, so I'm wondering just how really important the precession of the equinoxes really is. Since my thread reader app is still working, I'm going to just paste it all over here.
One thing has been puzzling me for years. Why did Mycroft taunt Sherlock about the precession of the equinoxes and Sherlock insist it doesn't matter whether we go around a sun like teddy bears? Those two scenes are extremely loaded and easily dismissed.
The entire Moffat Sherlock series is a deeply layered mind palace point of view which I've written reviews on in #pinkyblog but I never brought this question up before. Mycroft inside Sherlock's mind taunts him with the precession of the equinoxes.
And why is this important? One could assume Sherlock dismisses math and science in favor of more local and immediate logic puzzles, but it really bothers him. What is the secret to the precession of the equinoxes? We might need to pan out and look at the writers.
Moffat is a well known filming genius with several top series that went worldwide. I'm coming to learn that people in film generally don't get top anything unless they 'play the game' in deep state politics. They are *allowed* to produce if they capitulate.
Many fiction series seem to drop hints at things that years later become extremely relevant, making some look almost prophetic. I see the same with Moffat's productions. Very few writers bring up precession of the equinoxes in fiction, yet Moffat got it into 2 different scenes.
In both those scenes Sherlock seemed upset about it. Why? What about that was upsetting? Most of Sherlock's backstory and history with Mycroft can be surmised or even revealed, but not that. So I want to look closer at Sherlock's response.
When Sherlock said What does it matter, he brought up teddy bears, something he never says again. So teddy bears are connected to the precession of the equinoxes. I was immediately reminded of a song from my childhood called Teddy Bears Picnic.
I grew up on this song, as did my parents. I was born in the 60s but it was still a very popular children's song even after 30 years.
I can imagine that Moffat was also aware of Teddy Bears Picnic. The whole world was.
I and some others have speculated in the past that this song is about elitist human hunting parties. Forests all over the world are well known for being haunted and people disappearing, and also being owned by super wealthy families.
I and others have connected dots in past writeups between elitist families and globalist agendas that include black cube, black sun, pornographic torture art, architectural design, social engineering, Nazi programming, and the entertainment industry.
Elitists are 'teddy bears'. 'Bears' is euphamism for adults who love sex with young children and babies. Teddy bears having picnics can be deduced to elitists hunting and cooking children. God knows our fictions are rife with stories like this going back to Grimm & Mother Goose.
So I don't see 2 scenes about precession of the equinoxes and teddy bears being emotionally brought up as something dismissable. I see it as something to ask about. Why even toss it into a script if it's never explained? Why something so ridiculous?
There are loads of hot debates about precession of the equinoxes nowadays. Google search won't let you find them. Use other search engines. Why is precession of the equinoxes such a big deal? And why did Sherlock dismiss it?
Later in the series we find out Sherlock has false memories, as well. He doesn't remember his own sister and what she did that destroyed his childhood. He can't break through those until she helps him along with it, risking destroying the rest of his life.
We find out that Mycroft knew all of this all along and knew that was why Sherlock was a heavy drug abuser. So why was Mycroft inside Sherlock's mind taunting him about precession of the equinoxes? Perhaps there is a nagging prick in all our minds about that.
Our history was changed. Science changed. Our past was rewritten. Everything has explanations backed up by NASA nowadays, which we now know was a cover for bringing Nazi scientists to the U.S. What we think we know is only what we've been told.
But some are piecing things together, continually reuploading older pix and vids of an impossible past. Wireless electricity. Huge architecture that can't be replicated. Worldwide pyramids. Skeletons of people much taller and larger than we are. What happened?
This is certainly a Sherlock-sized riddle to solve, except many in our masses are too inebriated to puzzle it out. Wonder if Sherlock would have liked a free crack pipe. Maybe we need to stop unquestioningly assume what we are told is correct.
Maybe we need to ask ever so many questions like the Elephant's Child. Wonder how Sherlock is studied on Kipling.
Sherlock nearly died of an overdose ignoring what was bothering him in his mind.
Ok, back to here and now, and I'm going to add a little bit more.
Whatever is going on there, Sherlock says it doesn't matter? Why doesn't it matter? Is it because the controllers have a very long range plan and that political sides don't matter because they're all being used to head in the same direction anyway? (This was pre-Trump.) Is it because the earth being round or flat is a distraction that keeps us from noticing it's neither of these things, yet possibly both? Globalism can't be global if the earth is flat, yet the UN and other official flags have flat earth on them. What do Mycroft and Sherlock know that we don't? What does Moffat know? Was it Moffat's (and his writers') idea to put this into the Sherlock story, or were they capitulating to doing as they were told an inserting it? Because it seems a bit off the story rails in my opinion as a review writer. We know that elitist controllers have meticulously outlined and spelled out every move they've made ahead of time, hidden in plain sight for all to find and see, and some of this is coming to be thought of as rubbed in our faces during fictional stories that seem to make us more likely to auto-deny anything besides the *SCIENCE* of whatever narrative is being fed to us.
If Sherlock is aware of this (a picture in Moffat's mind palace, perhaps), then of course he wouldn't waste his time on it. The world is the way it's dictated to be and he cannot affect that, nor does he care. He is obsessed with problem solving because it's his way of dancing all around his own splintered mind ignoring what he's really wanting to find out but can't because his repressed memories are just out of reach, even when he's drugged.
Is this what we are doing as a society? Ignoring the obvious that we can't see right in front of us because it's continually painted to be fiction? Self doubting because we are continually fed a narrative of what is 'real'?
Is this why I was very suddenly perm suspended for ban evasion a year and a half after the first suspension even though I have very openly used the name Janika Banks on ALL my accounts? I haven't been hiding at all. I haven't been sneaky. I've been translucent and transparent and very forthcoming with who I am, what I believe, and why I do what I am doing.
They gave no other reason. I have no indication that I was reported. They didn't quote any other rule to me. They didn't say I was being hateful or anything. Even with the first suspension there was nothing solid indicating why I got suspended.
Those of you who still doubt, I did too awhile back. My eyes were shut tight and I didn't believe truthers and I defended SCIENCE and thought anything not doing that was ridiculous. Well, if it doesn't mean anything, why am I being shut down so hard from people even searching me? I don't promote any kind of racism, I say fairly often that kindness is logical, but the one thing I was born for is pointing out incongruities. I can't help it. There are chinks in the narrative armor, and I find them. There are logic flaws. They lead minds into traps that drug us up with what I call "experience addiction" so we won't feel like stirring other pots, so we'll sit still watching a screen and drink ourselves to sleep every night.
My writing must be pretty powerful to wipe me out of existence this thoroughly.
Imagine a Lexx fan rocking the political world. I never dreamed this title would one day apply to real life.
If more of my accounts vanish or become impossible to search, you can guess why. Also, switch to a different search engine.
I love you guys. I will always love fans, fan creations, fandoms, and the way they bring people together, even if it really is all a big sinister mind trap. We can be who we want without someone orchestrating all this. Wake up, take it, own it, and continue without the middlemen. Leave the narrative behind and believe this is all real. All of it. Wake up and know I've been talking to you because I was born for this during this war, and I'm not afraid of standing up and pointing out all the ways the controllers keep us in our mind cages.
Precession of the equinoxes. I have a feeling we'll be finding out more about that soon.
In the meantime, enjoy.
Tartaria - A Visual Mix for a Species with Amnesia
This idea has been bubbling around my head for so many years that I sometimes regret never having fleshed it out into book form and possibly getting a film deal out of it.
I didn't start writing on it until 15 months ago.
The post where I wrote it hasn't been available for public viewing this entire time, but I'm opening it up to search engines and public viewing today 2/8/22 so you can see when I had the idea, which dates back to 2001.
And here is that foreword I wrote in Nov 2020 and just now opened up to public. It will click out to that blog page.
And the reason I'm opening that up now is because I finally realized what was bugging me about FunkyFatHead's Mandela problems. He's a famous youtuber who disappeared after filming a ton of funky Mandela effect and frequency portal vids, most of which have now been removed but other youtubers saved and occasionally repost and try to analyze whether his vids were real and possibly why he disappeared. This vid is my absolute fave, saved by DNA.
So when you go to both Funky's and DNA's channels and start piecing together what was happening via vid descriptions and many comments from people who'd been following the whole thing, you realize that the frequency experiments Funky had been doing must have somehow affected his local spacetime, which is exactly what the book I've been wanting to write since 2001 is actually all about.
You can quickly see I never added to that after the first post which links to the foreword. Real life, as always, exploded a bit around me and since that time I have two new grandbabies over the last year, and there was just no way to get my concentration back. However, I am in the mood to at least talk about it today, and I guess if anyone rips the idea off, fine, but I just want to get on record exactly what that idea is and how it can possibly apply to real life, because it was originally fiction. I have the entire first season fleshed out in my mind, and it is crazy.
Chapter 1 (and a TV pilot) would open looking at a guy in full hazmat gear who has just stepped through some kind of portal into... weird chaos. As the view pans around and we hear him interacting with a backup crew on the other side, we see a world in disarray. On the left is a jagged firestorm from an ancient war but nothing happening is following any kind of logical cause and effect. On the right is a peaceful farmhouse with clear blue sky and an old guy sneaking out looking around as if someone might be nearby watching, and stealthily hiding a container into an old hollowed stump used as a fence corner, sealing it off, and suddenly disappearing. The sounds all around are random and chaotic, but the old man seems completely unaffected by them. He reappears and replays every move over and over on the one side while the chaos continues on the other. In the middle of it all a weak sunrise tries to cut through the mess but sinks miserably backward.
Several people have come through the portal before and gone back, some could report what they'd seen before they went raving mad or died horribly, some simply sort of melted upon reentry into their own world. The ones who could give a verbal report before going into catastrophic fail all mentioned an old man hiding a container. The goal of the current guy coming through the portal was to get that container and bring it back for study, for lack of any other answers as to what was affecting all the previous visitors.
Oddly, with the old man replaying over and over, our guy, let's give him a name, how about Dan. Dan noticed he could move only slowly and very carefully, but he made his way to the fence in front of the farmhouse, and despite the old man seeming to look right at him as he glanced around during every replay, he never once reacted. It was like time was stuck in a loop, and the question was whether Dan would be able to interact with it and take the container. Well, he could, right after the old man placed it, but it didn't affect the replay at all. With container in hand, Dan turned back and slowly made his way to the portal, trying to find a pattern or maybe several patterns in the battle raging now ahead of him, and his back turned to the farmhouse, portal on the left. It was like there were little spots of sort of patterns, or maybe a very complicated layer of separate patterns all interacting with and affecting the others but still somehow resetting over and over. It was very hard to tell. Dan had several body cams running in his helmet and on his suit, so they could figure that out later.
Going back through the portal got Dan pretty sick, but aside from severe vertigo, throwing up a few times, and his body getting slicked up with sweat in the hazmat suit, he seemed to be fine. No going mental, no melting, no horrible other death.
One of the scientists gently lifted the container out of Dan's arms with a large insulated tong and carefully sealed it into a bigger container while other scientists immediately began getting readouts of both the container and Dan himself. He was definitely affected on many levels but his mental and physical integrity continued to hold. He'd been the only one to bring anything back, which opened up a buzz of speculation.
I'm not going into more detail on that scene since I'm not actually writing the book here, but that is the basic opening, and I was prepared to go full blown science all over it.
So as the first book/season develops, odd things start happening. At first it was clearly related to the container Dan brought back, and it was very local to a small area, but the first time loop started. Anyone could see a couple of fellow scientists in the lab repeating the same two hours over and over. The odd thing was that anyone could also walk through the area and not become locked into the replay, which several tried. That turned out to be a terrible mistake.
The next day when one of the lab techs didn't show up for work, another went to her house and discovered a replay going on of part of her night, including a boyfriend coming over and making out. That got a lot of attention, of course, and further experimentation with wild speculations about distance and time from the first replay among other things, but mostly the hair raising question of whether a person could contaminate themselves with a time skew and reset by casually interacting with one in the first place, meaning walking through a replay zone, since these first two zones didn't seem to overlap in any shape or form.
By the time you get several shows into the series, of course you've got a number of replay loops breaking out across a city, one in a high school, one in a restaurant, one in traffic, one in a hospital surgical room, etc, giving all kinds of opportunities to stretch the imagination with spacetime anomalies repeating themselves and all the possible relationships between them when they seemed to be separate incidents with their own internal replay lengths. It was only natural that the city started locking down and cordoning off all replay areas to keep anyone from interacting and dragging some kind of time contamination along with them. By about the fourth or fifth show in, we'd see a couple of scientists discussing whether a person would ever know they were caught in a replay loop, then panning out and realizing another bunch of scientists were watching them on a perimeter.
So we've got this really crazy scifi scenario set up, the next step is trying to logically explain it as scientifically as possible to an audience without much actual this kind of science to lean on.
Welcome FunkyFatHead.
If you were privileged to be able to go through Funky's vids in order before he disappeared and the majority of them were removed, like I was, you could easily see the development of Mandela effect happening in his home. There was a particular room where everything would be different from the rest of his apartment, as you can see in that vid I already shared. That room was also where he opened up a portal based on frequencies, which other people have also reported being able to do. DNA starts asking whether it's possible that once Funky started opening portals, perhaps it started affecting his local spacetime via overlapping worlds or realities.
This is where I intended to go with my Flat Time fiction. Over time in the book/TV series, it would become evident that the mini time vortices were like an illness that would eventually envelop the entire earth, just like the world where the container came from.
Oh, yeah, the container. 😂 WHAT IS IN THE CONTAINER? lol. And is it what's in the container causing all this, or is it the fact that the container itself is a time contaminant? Why did the old man feel the need to hide it? Can it be dismissed or is it vital to the problem? And, where is it? Is it stuck in a replay loop? Can it be accessed?
So anyway, by the second book/TV season, we'd be finding out about the mini vortices interacting and setting off all new complications and whole new sets of characters having to show up and take over the ongoing investigations as more and more groups of scientists wound up contaminated somehow. You can see this story developing so many questions that it could spin out for awhile into several vectors, way more complicated and compelling than The Walking Dead.
Where was I originally going with this? Oh yeah. What if it's real? What if Funky actually managed to do this? Maybe not as spectacularly as my fiction idea, but still along the same lines. What if opening up vortices across spacetime contaminates spacetime around it even when the vortices are no longer active?
Yes, I dare to ask. I've always been keenly interested in Funky's dilemmas.
Anyway, food for thought. I know, I just about completely stopped blogging and TV reviewing and everything. Still here, holding down the fort, holding the line. Some of you guys know my long obsession with particle accelerators going back to the 1930s. Some people are concerned about CERN. Get it? ConCERNed. Nevermind. I'm still obsessed but very distracted and probably won't get back to this for a long time. In the meantime, those of you still finding and reading everything I ever wrote, I'd love to hand out cookies and tacos or something, but now that I'm away from my tech more and more, I'm noticing when I come back to it that I really don't feel well sitting here too long, so I'd just rather leave again. Can't really blame 5G because it's always done this, maybe I'm sensitive to EMF or something. Sorry about that, but I'm just really enjoying not feeling gross all the time any more.
I really love thinking, I love you guys for reading, and whether anything ever comes of any of my ideas or not, it was fun being here sharing them. 😊
