A few days ago, when leaving the WSU library for theparking lot, a cloud overhead assumed the form of aman, probably me, crouching on an Internet surfboard with his bottom being inspected bya nearby horse's head as he prepared for a "Wipe Out".The figure had an alarmed look on his face and was beinginspected from the other side by another interested head. Perhaps it was a warning not to make an ass of myself and seem to be among the vanquished. The most recent "Montana" sort of vision recorded was the "ascent" picture from the 1967 North High Class Reunion in 2007. Note the horse's head eye in the above photo over my old stomping grounds in Tampa Bay, Florida, which seems to be lined up with my fingers and the Montana vision.

For weeks, some fellows sent superdong advertisements to mymailbox until I finally gave up and posted them at the tailend of all my erotic hots selections. However, downloading their material always causes the PC to respond with a spyware download warning, so I removed their selection from my list of hot links.Then the cloud cover immediately turned out to be showing a picture of a rooster-man staring down at where his superdong used to be. This is a good example of mythic synchronization to cloud-cover imagery, featuring a typical "I see you, do you see me?" signal.

After putting together a Picassa picture album on Google explainingmy perceptions of my role in mythic imaging in nebulosities, Google blocked access to the album. I couldn't access it when I came in this Sunday afternoon.Instead, the weather pattern had formed an image of the mouth of the Big Bad WUF opening over Wichita, Kansas, viewed from beneath by a frightened figure, as shown above. For an introduction to my conceptual models in this sphere, see Weather Visions, Orion Sky, and Visionary. I am reminded of a saying of Mao Tse-Tung: "We fart in the bath, they tremble."

I read a sequence of articles from NATURE on DNA research milestones from a timeline, then checked the weather pattern. A figure facing West over Kansas exhibited a nose twisting like a section of DNA over Wichita, the nose going on to point towards California.