Lisa, age 7, tells me to EMBRACE NOTHINGNESS from the screen of the arcade game I decided to play instead of networking, which was the original intention of spending $375 dollars on an ALL ACCESS pass to the documentary film festival where, like anywhere in America, I find myself getting trolled by tricksters at every turn.

Lisa is a name I associate with death after my good friend, Lisa, was killed by a drunk driver over 20 years ago, and late last year I documented in this post how the name Lisa was fucking with me, and it hasn’t stopped. If anything, synchronicities surrounding names have accelerated, like a few days later, sitting at the Roxy watching The Room and feeling cool after talking to Greg Sestero, one of the actors in the movie and the first to document the behind-the-scenes madness in a book titled The Disaster Artist.

After getting some good advice from an artist I had interviewed a few years ago, I entered the theater to catch the end of the movie and saw ANOTHER Lisa on ANOTHER screen, this one prompting the crazy lead of the impressively shitty movie to shoot himself in the head.

The synchronicities I’m experiencing aren’t ALL derived from trickster trolling, so I don’t want to convey an undue sense of dread, especially considering my belief that synchronicities represent a range of esoteric signaling, from WARNING to VALIDATION of personal trajectory. Let me give another example of how names bouncing around in works of “fiction” point to real-world people and, for me, validation that I’m on to something BIG.

This isn’t the first time I’ve entangled the narratives driving two popular shows, Yellowstone and True Detective, but THIS connection really nailed me, since I found it right after publishing this post today at the other blog, Zoom Chron, about Montana’s attorney, Jesse Laslovich.

The name connecting two fictional shows and ANOTHER Montana State Attorney is this name: Wheeler. In True Detective (spoiler!), Wheeler is the evil man who KALI (Indian death deity?) shoots in the head. Didn’t I just reference a movie where a character gets shot in the head?

In Yellowstone, Rip Wheeler (RIP?) is Kevin Costner’s main henchman, a bad-ass who wears his infamous black hat while doing what needs to be done for the ranch. This Wheeler is played by a HAUSER, and isn’t interesting how this HAUSER has a Montana AND Hollywood pedigree, something I discuss in that post I just linked to about the Lisas. Fuck, this is getting weird, and kind of exhausting.

Today, while writing this, I decided to see if any Montana politicians have the last name WHEELER, and what I found is a Montana State Attorney who came to Montana, like I did, by taking a trip to Washington State, but ending up sticking around in Montana.

From the link:

Burton Kendall Wheeler (February 27, 1882 – January 6, 1975) was an attorney and an American politician of the Democratic Party in Montana, which he represented as a United States senator from 1923 until 1947.

Born in Massachusetts, Wheeler began practicing law in Montana almost by chance, after losing his belongings while en route to Seattle. As the U.S. Attorney for Montana, he became known for his criticism of the Sedition Act of 1918 and defense of civil liberties during World War I. An independent Democrat who initially represented the progressive wing of the party, he received support from Montana’s labor unions in his election to the Senate in 1922.

I’m sure there’s more I could write about all these connections, but I’ve got to go and do some work now that ACTUALLY PAYS, so I’ll leave it there, for now.

Stay tuned…