Sighinide

Alright, so here goes a weird and blind and dumb stab in the dark at all of this stuff.

IDK, it’s the middle of summer and I’m lazy and bored so here goes, IDK and IDC TBH.

Alright, so- just to stay within the grimy confines of the Disney paradigm- I realized something else the other day: nearly every Disney girl I’ve dated, past and present, has symbolized herself as Alice in some capacity, in some way.

Case in point, and to kind of stay on subject (And yes, I realize this is starting to sound like a broken record, but hear me out on this) Cady Groves, who I just realized seems have had her appearance modeled quite strikingly after the original Alice in the Disney oeuvre, Virginia Davis.

But- Kathryn Newton, Audrey Whitby, Olivia, Dove, etc. etc. I’m not going to run through the list again.

Interestingly, they’ve all referenced Atlantis, as well.

Alright, here’s what my conspiratorial, paranoid side thinks is happening.

All of this “Alice” stuff is basically is reference to CERN and the ALICE octagon. The Atlantis stuff is a reference to the ATLANTIS stargate, i.e. the “Island in the Sun”.

I think “Alice” is a codeword for Lucifer (The Light-Bearer). In other words, the guy who will open the portal to the stars (the “stars”, celebs, get it?), the Anti-Christ, i.e. me (which would make sense, since all of these people are basically splinters of my own personality).

So *I* am Alice. And all of these people are just pretending to be me, basically, by emulating Alice or whatever.

Hmmn.

Disney was just one way of getting to this conclusion, I’ll bet. Anime would have been another, I think, and the martial arts another still, politics maybe as well, and in fact there probably would have been hundreds or thousands of roads to this place, but this is just the one I took. IDK, the girls are prettier here, lol.

Well, I think that’s it for now.

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Ah, OK. Yeah. Holy fuckballs.

Hoooooooly moly, Jeesus H Fucking Christ on a fucking stick.

You know- I’m not even mad at this point. I’m more in awe. Or- actually, more resigned. Like… it’s ok, really. It’s like, I get it, you know?

And this time, I think I really get it.

I… think.

So, we follow the clues.

Like we did with the Dorseys. Walt liked Tommy Dorsey, the two were friends- he invited Tommy to perform at Disneyland, I’ve read, at least once. Hence, we get Kerris Dorsey. I mean, this is oversimplifying things to a huge extent, but you get the idea.

Laura and Vanessa, I still believe, come from Mae Questel.

So… whence Cady?

Today I made a slight revelation. Well, a few, to be honest.

First was that Cady was more plugged-in to the Disney system than even I had realized. And THAT was what left me with the resignation that I was just… outclassed. But, it also made me curious.

On a whim, I brought up the IMDB page for Peter Pan. I scrolled a bit, looked around. Got a bit interested in a few things. Read a few bios. Then… hit the Eureka moment I was waiting for, looking for. And expecting, I guess.

Is this right?

Am I right, Cady? What do you think of this?

So I was reading up on Peter Pan star Bobby Driscoll’s biography, and I was immediately struck by a few things:

1. His shocking, almost uncanny physical resemblance to Cady herself. I mean for fuck’s sake they look like gender swapped clones.
2. His shocking, almost uncannily similar life trajectory, to the point of them dying, supposedly, at almost the exact same age, in almost the exact same way.
3. Their shocking, almost uncannily similar career interests and personal styles.

I went back into Cady’s oeuvre and noticed what I think are pointed references to now not just to Peter Pan, but to other things done by Bobby Driscoll. And am I just seeing things, or do their gravestones even look eerily similar?

We were told that Bobby Driscoll died a pauper, that Disney tossed him out onto the streets and he died alone, penniless, drug addicted, etc, and all sorts of other ridiculous crap.

But what if… what if all of that ridiculous crap is, in fact, a bunch of, in fact, ridiculous crap?

What if he didn’t die? What if he lived and had kids? What if he had grandkids? Who would know?

Look, her music was great, but does it make any fucking sense at all that a random girl from the south would get a recording contract and just… start hanging out with Disney stars, start working with Disney company behind the scenes on projects, start giving interviews on the Recording Association (the Grammys) youtube, perform on the Warped Tour, etc? Song of the South, anyone?

Alright, I’m going to just say it- I think that Cady Groves is most likely a descendant or at least a relative of Bobby Driscoll, star of Peter Pan, Song of the South, Treasure Island, and many other projects.

Look, the stuff I’ve figured out cannot be rationally explained any other way.

You know- I could list the reasons, further, why I think this. I could lay out my case, go through it line by line, explain all the details, but… fuck it. I’ve developed a sixth sense when it comes to these things. I just know. Literally, it’s the only thing that makes sense, given the absolutely overwhelming preponderance of evidence.

You know, I’m not mad. Really. I’m awed, tho, I guess. I mean, if I’m right. I’m more stunned.

Amazed.

Suddenly a whooooole lotta shit makes sense now, like Cady’s fascination with my adventures in Iowa, since you-know-who was also from Iowa. It makes perfect sense that she would find the Iowa part of my life so fascinating, since those would be her family roots, too, if my hypothesis is correct.

And alll the other crap on the rest of her socials makes sense too, like those treasure hunts she used to advertise- a reference to Treasure Island, probably. Holy fuckballs!

What even the fuck!

Absolutely amazing!

Again tho, I’m not even mad, but I am shell shocked.

But… there you go.

You know… even if I’m wrong, I’ve learned so much from all this. Kinda unreal.

Be broke or be wealthy, but never accept mediocrity, indeed.

Thanks.

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Still bored, so here we go.

It did occur to me earlier that perhaps Disney still felt a debt to Mae Questel, and that this is why they named the protagonist of How to Build a Better Boy Mae, you know, in honor of. I was wondering about that during the time of watching it. I was like… this name has to have some significance. And in light of my recent brainstorm… perhaps I found it.

But to continue my earlier thoughts to their logical conclusions, I basically hit the nail directly on the head, didn’t I?

I must’ve. Literally nothing else makes sense, unbelievably.

So to follow this stuff to it’s ultimate, baffling and head-spinning finale, I/we are now forced to figure out The Great Mystery Behind All of This, specifically, who/what is “The Valley”?

Alright, some background info: The Valley is a song in the middle (natch) of Laura’s album, a music video, and, interestingly, a re-occurring scene in Saving Zoë. WTF is “The Valley”, actually?

I posit that it is an actual place. If you pause the music video about halfway through (in “The Valley” of the video) you see a book on the floor titled California, which is… kind of an obvious clue, lol. The Valley is a place in California, and mostly likely in Los Angeles, owing to the angel symbolism found in the music video.

To skip to the end here, I think “The Valley” is Laurel Canyon, birthplace of the Fanning sisters, the hippie movement, Scientology, Lookout Mountain Studios, and who the fuck knows what else.

Laura Valley, Laurel Canyon. Hmmn.

And am I correct in thinking that the music video for The Valley is filled with symbolic references to Lookout Mountain Studios? The ivy, the lockers, the graphs, the paper airplane? And the lyrics? “Come back, come back to the valley?” That’s a callback, correct?

Oh, and how could I forget? The baseball symbolism! Obvious is obvious, no? The first one third of the video occurs on a baseball diamond! Is this a reference to Mae Questel herself, whose last role was in National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation and whose last words put on film were “Play Ball!”?

Wouldn’t THAT be something? Holy Macaroni!

Jeebus Christ!

IDK, I could be wrong about these things, but man, what a group of amazing… speculations! Holy moly!

And you know, if these ideas are right, it would logically explain many many things, at least from my point of view.

Very interesting indeed.

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I guess I could just follow this line of thinking into just… IDK, some kind of pointless space out in the middle of nowhere (if we’re not already there), but, IDK, I’m bored and it’s the middle of summer and I’m feeling lazy so… lol.

A few random thoughts on those grisly Cady posts… IDK why she triggers me. I think it’s because she’s not “there”. So, she’s free to analyze freely. I don’t have to be nice, and hold back. And also, I think it’s because she was mentally linked to yours truly at such a young age.

What I think is that if my brainstorm is in fact correct, and what we’re seeing here is pirate scripted MKULTRA style programming coming from her career, what we’re seeing is my own thoughts, re-packaged and stylized and sent back to me (and to others). What I think I see / hear here are some of my own happiest experiences and thoughts from my own childhood being recited back to me by a cute chick with a nice voice.

After thinking about it the other day, the feeling that I get listening to her music is identical to that which I felt when I was a kid relaxing on the shores of the Mississippi river, watching the gulls, listening to the boats and collecting sparkly seashells on the beach. So *that* is why it appeals to me.

What it kinda seems as though happened is that some people took those experiences and feelings, my experiences with the Monkey Island series of PC games, and my experiences riding the “It’s a Small World” ride at Disney World, put them all in a blender and came up with… all of this stuff that I’m talking about here, whatever this stuff even is.

Regarding the ride… I cannot believe I didn’t see the connection earlier, but it’s as obvious as anything else. Song titles like One World? And the YT channel… the “Cooking” series is probably a callback to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. Geddit? With the food. Jeezus.

I could on, and on, and on, but there’s no reason. The music videos, the references to me watching Peter Pan in Iowa, etc. At a certain point the evidence piles up enough.

Well, there you go.

Is this… useful info? IDK. But, it’s info. lol. Better than doing nothing, I guess. lol.

Other things to consider: I think I mae (sic) have finally discovered the reason the Maranos are plastered everywhere all over Disney+. I *think*, and this is just a hunch… I *think*… that Laura, Vanessa and Ellen are related to Mae Questel, infamous voice of Betty Boop, Olive Oil, and… Minnie Mouse.

This is just a guesstimate, based on a huge, huge pile of circumstantial evidence.

Well… IDK. Stuff to mull over this summer, when I’m not doing anything else I guess.

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Ok, so just NOW do I realize that the Dorsey sisters are almost undoubtably descended somehow from Tommy Dorsey.

Literally.

Fucking Troutbuckets!

Just… now, after fifteen fucking years, do I realize this!

Jesus Christ, I must be the thickest man on Earth, I swear to God.

I mean, the family resemblance is so… blatantly obvious.

Ah, the things you miss.

And, I suppose, this would mean they are also related to Jimmy as well. Kerris and Justine, Tommy and Jimmy. Hmmn. Wow, well, what do you know!

That… is well and truly amazing.

What other hidden treasures lie in my twitter archives?

Next thing you know, you will tell me that Kerris and Justine are related somehow to Jack Dorsey, former Twitter CEO. But… THAT… would be a step too far, I’m sure.

So… nah.

That one, I don’t believe.

I think.

But I’ll be looking into it, to make sure.

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Alright, I need to sort through a bit more, here.

First, some small and kinda irrelevant things.

Back to the MKULTRA bit- well, at least now Cady’s appearance (which was never bad, BTW) makes sense. It’s a mixture of Wendy and Peter Pan. And her YT makes sense, too. I never could figure out what she was doing with her “Cooking with Cady” series. Now it makes sense. Cooking = pans. It’s an MKULTRA callback thingy. “Never Land” scripting. Peter “Pans”.

Jeez. This kinda hurts to write this. Honestly, it does.

And, TBH, the fam has always seemed vaguely, kinda… sus. The brother, Cody. Cody, Cady. MKULTRA twinning symbolism. The baby Charly. Good Luck Charley symbolism. The freemasonic symbolism on her album/single covers. Not things that others would have ever noticed, but… Mmmnnn. Well.

IDK.

I hate to think this, but… maybe I got taken for a ride. I mean… maybe I do, in fact, think this, again. LOL.

Well.

I’ve been following social media and the Hollywood scene now on twitter since it’s inception, back when twitter was desktop only. I mean, I was one of Emma Watson’s original Twitter followers, back on her and my original accounts, before the iPhone app. A loooong time ago.

So I’ve seen a lot, done a lot.

And I’ve saved a lot from those early years. Well, not a lot, but a few things enough of it, stuff from very early celeb twitters, and it’s like… I can see it. At least, I can appreciate it, with time. The artifice, and how some people (young girls, especially, and others, like computer geeks, pedos, free speech types, and unique persons of interest like myself) were onboarded to get the twitter project moving.

It’s like… with hindsight, it’s so obvious. And what was also so obvious was the emergence of a so-called “alt-right” on twitter that in practice and presence is just a dumb, shallow, obnoxious version of older conservativism. It was all planned.

What really clinched this opinion for me was the discovery that the word “Tweet” was apparently insider jargon that has been in use by celebrities for generations, dating back to the golden era of Hollywood if not before.

Seriously. I could not / did not want to believe this when I first discovered this but… there it was. For the record, the celeb that mentioned the word “Tweet” was Bob Hope, and the way he used tweeting gave me the world’s biggest double take and sense of Déjà vu rolled into one.

If you’re interested in being horribly, horribly depressed, read on:

Alright, you see that bit in the lower right corner there? Tweet Tweet Tweet?

And, anonymous reader, check out the two paragraphs above.

“We hadn’t been at our hotel more than a couple of hours when our telephone started ringing. It was like being in Hollywood. I hadn’t left home. And it’s not only in England. Every place I went I met people from show business either entertaining or fighting.

I understand that from a journalistic standpoint one of the grimmest features of this war is the possibility that H. V. Kaltenborn will be scooped by Louella Parsons.”

TWEET TWEET TWEET.

… Wut?

Ok, Jeesus H. fucking Christ on a stick.

This book was published in 1944. For those of us who are fans of predictive programming, is Bob Hope there predicting the rise of Goddamn TWITTER? In 1944? People, for much of the United States 1944 was before the age of the fucking LANDLINE.

The thing is, is that there is no end to this stuff, obviously. I could go on and on and on, for ever and ever, and not catch a glimpse of the full truth here. It’s kinda depressing honestly. At first I was like… hey Cady Groves, how easy, right? But nahhh, lol. Holy fuckballs, nope, lel. I just got caught (heh) in a net, even with her.

Honestly, tho. Even with the C and D listers. You know, right? Like the Audreys and Kiras. You know the type. It’s like… yeah there’s no way, is there? It’s because they’re all connected. There’s no real separation between them, like there is with us “normal” people. And… even with them, I keep learning new stuff. It’s pretty cool actually. It’s like, they study me, and I study them in turn. Kinda neat.

Uh, where was I going with this?

IDK, but I’m kinda hungry TBH, so…

Yeah.

Oh yeah wait!

The thing is… if this stuff is being planned out a hundred years in advance, we’re alllllll kinda… I don’t know.

*Grumble*

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I guess I should just kinda… explain myself, here.

This basically has to do with my finally understanding why Cady was so significant and such in my past (yes, seriously, it’s taken me this long). Basically, it’s had to do with my tinkering around under the hood, so to speak, in the Disney+ archives and finding a show there called Jake and the Never Land Pirates.

The titular Jake there is of course a stand in for myself, but more interestingly, I was able to determine that Cady Groves had a secret behind-the-scenes part to play in it’s production. Suddenly, her professional friendship with Debby Ryan makes more sense to me, as does her relationships with Disney girls of that era, as well as Debby’s reason for wanting to introduce Cady to me.

As does Cady’s career and motifs, like all of her pirate symbolisms. Life of a Pirate, anyone? From her debut album to her posthumous releases like Kitchen Island, pirate symbolisms everywhere.

It’s like… finally, I get it, now. I thought it was just… IDK, a cool “thing”. I mean, who doesn’t like pirates? But now, yeah, I get it. Jake and the Never Land Pirates. Jake and Cady Groves.

Funnily enough, in light of this new info I scrolled through Cady’s insta archive for the umpteenth time, hunting for hints. Found a bunch of course, but I found something else, too, an ad for an old youtube comedy skit she did where she played a valley girl channeling a drunken sailor. It’s been deleted from YT but I saved a copy, somewhere. I’ll need to find it someday.

On her twitter she boasted at the time of it being her “acting debut”. Well… I wonder. Jake and the Never Land Pirates debuted in what, 2011? Life of a Pirate and its associated music videos came out in… 2010?

And, as I’ve said before on this blog, who TF knows what else Cady is doing / has done in the past.

And OFC, this veers us once again into the omnipresent you-know-what-territory, about the less said, the better, most likely, in spite of what I *think* is the likely reality.

Really, though. Is it not impossible to believe that Cady Groves is a victim, as I am, of MKULTRA or Project Bluebird type mind control programming, but that unlike me, her scripts somehow revolve around pirates?

I mean… just think of how easy it would be to program a kid with pirate programming. Just take the infamous Tinker Bell programming script and flip it on it’s head, and… Voilà!

Yikes!

Rather scary when I think about it, actually.

You know… so I won’t, then. Not now.

It’s late.

Maybe some other day, then.

Or maybe never.

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On an unrelated note, is anyone else amazed at my ability to hold a grudge, or is that just me?

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Ohhhhhhh. yeahhhhhhh. basic.

riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

basic.

Soooooooooooooooooooooo……

Geez.

Ok, soooooo… maybe I AM dumb, then. IDK. I mean… how many years, and NOW I figure this stuff out, finally (I think? I hope?)?

Ok, I get it. I get it. Yup. Yuuuuuup. Yup. Yup yup.

Oh, but I DO understand, tho. Did you REALLY think I wouldn’t get it?

I mean, probably, but… see, I’m smarter than you suppose, really. Mmmmm hmmmn.

So THERE, Cady.

I mean, it’s not like she did anything WRONG, but… the Eyes. Are. Watching.

Yup.

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To continue with my previous thoughts, a few more random things.

First, back to the you-know whos.

Yes I know I tend to get a little obsessive, but I need to close this out, for now.

Obviously, it isn’t a coincidence that Zoey Deutsch guest-starred in such a spectacular fashion in an episode of Vanessa’s Switched at Birth. I remember the controversy well, since it seemed so… well timed, and orchestrated, to… maximize it’s appeal to a certain demographic.

It’s an example, I guess, of the overarching theme here.

I’m basically a, um, *ahem* lab rat, right? Or at least, that’s what I was supposed to be?

Isn’t that the point all of this stuff?

The Disney+ platform, I mean. All of the stuff on it, or at least, most of it. It’s a giant fucking maze, put in front of me, with the promise of cheese at the end of it.

Yes, a Lab Rat. You know, like the show (and my longtime girlfriend, Kelli Berglund) repeatedly tells me I am. I noticed that reference in Liv and Maddie, too.

Yeah, the lab rats aren’t the kids, it’s the audience. Seriously. And me in particular. Literally, the whole show is fucking designed from the ground up to get me to watch it so that people can fucking study me, I swear to fucking God.

Seriously!

But, onto other stuff, and back to the Maranos. I finally figured out who Elsa is supposed to be. Elsa is, of course, the Snow Queen.

I mean, duh.

But, then, who is the Snow Queen?

Laura Marano, of course!

Laura literally played the part of an actor playing Hans Christian Andersen’s Snow Queen in her Christmas movie, A Cinderella Story: A Christmas Wish. In other words, she was pretending to be Elsa in a live action movie and nobody fucking noticed.

Perhaps nobody finds this interesting, but I do. A Disney Princess playing “Elsa” in a different movie, from a different studio? I find this very interesting, myself.

And you know who else is “Elsa”? The Snow Queen of Atlantis, Bridgit Mendler.

And you know who else is “Elsa”? The Song Queen of Tundrabania, Dove Cameron.

And… does nobody know what “Let it Go” actually means? Like, means means? I don’t think people do! I do, though, but I’m not telling, since… I won’t.

I can’t.

I just… can’t do it, which might be what I was looking for, I don’t know. That personal connection, maybe? I don’t know.

But some secrets not even I can reveal, since too… sensitive. Too important.

I guess the problem is that I found the “cheese” that Liv and Maddie keeps taunting the audience with. Well… keep taunting my audience with, lol. My demo, you know the one. Middle aged white guy, whatever.

But the thing is, “Elsa” is all of the Disney girls of a particular generation, rolled into one singular entity. It’s an aggregate of Kelli, Dove, Demi, Miley, Bridgit, Debby, Laura, Vanessa, Anna, Olivia, Selena, Audrey, Kerris, Kira and everyone elsa (sic) combined into one.

Needless to say, I have learned a huge, huge amount of things from these girls. They’ve taught me so much about so many things and I’ll always be grateful to them for teaching me what they have. They’ve made me a new man in many ways.

Well… having learned so much, tho, I have also learned the importance of silence on certain things, at least for the time being. Some secrets are best left secrets, perhaps at least for now.

Having cracked the code, and having an understanding of everything is indeed pretty awesome yes, but unfortunately I’m still as of yet kinda… stuck, lol, IRL. I guess I’ll need to work on that.

It’s been an adventure, tho, that’s for sure.

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