Sapien Logos: Emergency Piloting Instruction Manual s.l.e.p.i.m. Introduction Would-be pilots, you have taken the first step in what is, for many, a life-long endeavor! By the time you have completed your assessment of this safety instruction manual, you will be breathing rarified air and among the few who have taken the time to actually RTFM. You should have a complete and full understanding of everything. No really, everything - period. Well, most stuff anyway. Honestly, hopefully at least one thing. A physician will pronounce your certificate of achievement somewhere toward the end of your life. Please be advised: We would prefer that you to give a shit about the following crude tokenization of thought. If you are being coerced in any way, shape, or form to ingest the information afterwards herein, please do the following: scan your gaze, left to right, page by page, focusing only on the blank spaces between each line of text. This should take about the same time as reading the text, it will thereby fool your captor without imposing information on you, an unwilling participant. Much like love-making, we can only truly enjoy things if you're really into it. Early Reviews and Social Media Reactions "Probably the best thing I've ever read. Simply life-changing insights. From emotions to physics - this one's got it all." "Self-inflated garbage, who does [author] think he is?" "Would very much like to have [author]'s babies. Seriously, please? Can we at least clone him? Call meeeeeee!!!" "Poorly-written drivel demonstrating an appalling lack of writing skills; most of it doesn't even make sense. In my thirty-plus years of professional writing critique, this is the first thing that I have ever read to make me regret my career choice." "Full transparency, I was given a free copy of this book in exchange for this review. That having been said, I definitely read the book. It was filled with words." "I lost my job, my husband left me, and my car broke down the day I read this book. I am going to find [author] and kill him." "Thank you [author]!!! I have been waiting years for the followup to your debut, A Funny Thing Is! This is almost as good!" "I like a lot of what [author] is trying to say here, especially in the first few pages... It's just too bad that his obvious descent into madness will prevent any of the actually cogent points from making it out to a broader readership." "I won the lottery using the secret numbers hidden in the line and indentation schema." "Tons of plot holes. Don't understand what [author] is trying to convey. Why? Just Why?" Table of Contents Introduction Early Reviews and Social Media Reactions Table of Contents Why? There is fundamentally only one question. god the truest path i know what the devil is afraid of human magnets Thinking an unthinkable thought Jung's Secret the monkey brain how can one own reality? Paper Trail The Deranged the creation of the universe Reality transcendental beauty rope, tightening thoughts that should have been thrown away Who? mary jane Chakra Cheat Sheet Practical Advice being thankful can't use better words a conversation with someone what would you do? watching through my own eyes belief word mouth shapes why we yawn Communication When I try to say stuff at you So let's destroy language In which humour is explained Ranked List: How to prove you give a shit about pretty much anything do you trust me? Art Read/Write bumper stickers the yogi Schizophrenia Love Thinking about not hurting feelings while saying stuff Loving another person the feminine と the masculine order of operations relationships observation When you have dinner with another person Why love is the answer water people a personal indulgence Science Playing Catch We are made of nothing camera obscura something electrocuted my brain for imagining this too vividly Explaining the Fermi Paradox the fifth state of matter designing an ansible More on how patterns of vortexes interact with each other: The Unfinished Guide for Entheogens Why There is fundamentally only one question. let us start with the easy stuff the question you ask each turtle on your way down why? we are a program a calculating set of swirling vortices but this is beside the point we can spend a lifetime not realizing that a/the simple goal of conscious awareness is to add experiences to the patterns of a self wondering why how to do this? many ways have a kid have a conversation procreation is relatively straight-forward however outcomes can be suboptimal many competing simple routines vie for space in a youthful mind conversations are trickier because of the firewalls protection from overflow attacks filter incoming ideas god imagine you are omnipotent omniscient and immortal what would you do anything you think anything you imagine immediately is end hunger! world peace! explore the universe! master time! done with that? now really... spend some time here imagine you are omnipotent omniscient and immortal you'd get so bored eventually deciding to partition yourself into segments of self without knowledge of self in order to experience incomplete information prerequisite for the illusion of free will the truest path enlightenment is when your favorite member of BLACKPINK is each one of them i know what the devil is afraid of what frightens those most who want to scare the ones who seek power the ones who know better the ones who want control the ones who hurt so much that they can no longer feel pain what scares the boogeyman what scares the illuminati what scares your darkest fear what terrifies them is an idea an idea that all of existence is a thought the living daydream of an imaginative god the author is whomever of us tells the most compelling story rendering all elements of existence simply figments of imagination human magnets there is no good there is no bad there is only polarized experience one is either in service to self or in service to others eventually all conscious entities get bored of servicing themselves turns out, there may be many answers to the question I'm reading a novel and I'm super interested in how it plays out. So the thought is, "I really hope I don't die before I finish this book." Perhaps the best we can aim for is this same feeling about our own lives. Thinking an unthinkable thought I wanted to think an unthinkable thought but the powers that be warned against it. I am your equal. I am an explorer. I want to know. There is danger here. You could destroy us all. It is not about being up to the task. I pushed on. God am I stubborn. This is my calling. I can come back from where none have returned. So I went. Peering over the edge, and realized my mistake. Pandora's box. The apple. The flood. This nothing now is mine to ease gently back to sleep. Jung's Secret "My entire youth can be understood in terms of this secret. It induced in me an almost unendurable loneliness. My one great achievement during those years was that I resisted the temptation to talk about it with anyone. Thus the pattern of my relationship to the world was already prefigured: today as then I am a solitary, because I know things and must hint at things which other people do not know, and usually do not even want to know." - Carl Gustav Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections [on page opposite quote] so I wonder about this this secret of secret thoughts the ones that make us the things you don't say if these are you what happens when you decide to be earnest when you empty yourself of yourself at that point are you empty or are you full do you even still exist the monkey brain i think i am is a meerkat shouting warning! danger! "but dude, calm down" wait, who said that? it's like if you strapped the meerkat to the front of a jetfighter the little guy would be freaking out and also, definitely not be in charge of where the plane is going how can one own reality? it is up to each one of us to find agreement across observations to make sense of this nonsense in a way you are calming and smoothing you are sculpting an algorithm to describe your own tumultuous consciousness and there are others in here with you with some overlap of shared reality but don't be confused what they see is what they believe you don't have to Paper Trail it's always good to save your work and very important to back it up we're not exactly sure which AI supercomputer is running this ancestor simulator so it's a good idea to keep multiple copies on Google Drive, iCloud, etc. the more of a paper trail you leave the more interesting you get to have been. The Deranged Strolling through the Grand Bazaar, I spied a child made of peking duck. In the butcher's shop window, hung splayed on a ring of hooks, he gnawed at his arm with the ravenous eyes of one who is deranged. As he chewed on his arm, between jerky bites, I could hear him saying, I am Groot. Or perhaps it was, I am truth. If he succeeded in eating himself whole, his brain would be kept alive in a jar so he would eat again until he is full. the creation of the universe when i was a child i wanted to be a comedian what i have found is that this joke is a bit meandering too heavy on puns and the timing is way off but i think there is some good material in here and can not wait for the punchline Reality this game of life seems so much lower-stakes than my dreams tend to be transcendental beauty a glimpse of understanding in the eyes of an actor caught on film realizing he is the butt of the joke and still not breaking character even though he finally gets it the line wasn't written at his character, it it was written at him rope, tightening the definition of sanity is a moving target when one can know with complete certainty things that simply cannot be known thoughts that should have been thrown away there's no such thing as metaphors everything is metaphor all of them none of them What mary jane sometimes when stoned, you watch a movie and it makes no sense, but you didn't know a bunch about it beforehand, so you're like... "does this make sense not stoned?" like is the universe just messing with you and rewriting history? to turn a movie that would have made sense not-stoned into a completely ridiculous movie? Chakra Cheat Sheet Red is being. Orange is doing. Yellow is choosing. Green is loving. Blue is knowing. Indigo is understanding. Violet is home. Practical Advice I had a pleasant trip to the museum recently. All the more so because of some advice to bring earplugs. I have no conscious memory of having seen this done before. Where did that thought come from? What was its genesis? There was no lead up, no thought about ambient noise, no inkling of concern for quiet appreciation. Searching the memory banks, simply no references there. Was it really a fun guess? being thankful a subtle distinction when i hear direction to thank god for the food we are about to eat i find myself instead thanking the food itself while also appreciating its tribute. can't use better words raising one's vibration sounds a little too "woo-woo" it's more like an incredibly intense hum like your whole body is being used as a harmonica and you are about to sublimate explosively first step, lean into it the feeling is familiarly sexual yet oddly not localized (in the usual areas) second step, lean into that instead of giving in and being swept away own without trying to control you are energy is you then you will see a pyramid and some really cool shit while floating in a canoe down the river styx however, pretty quickly the interdimensional-squid-bouncer will put the kaibosh on the show and gently push you out the door telling you to come back when you're dead it's cool tho, because the infinite fractal neon sphynxes will then keep you company for a while a conversation with someone and so it begins there is the necessary change that we will ahve to be seeing wiht in the earth changes at this moment and there is nothing that can be done in order to know what the challenges isare it that are the be undergone from now until eternity at the end of time. within the earliest expectations are discovered an interesting tidbit of thought that sparked the joy of the investigation. wheer we fail to organize the thought is wheter we do ntot understand the impetus of idea generation. we are the same as you in terms of knoweldge and are thinking that the inevitable understanding will be discovered together. why this is so well hidden to most is because of the granduer of the overall thought process. there is simply too much information to be synthesized at the top most level. me: why is this not ok to share with all people? humans are not yet ready because of the lessons to be learned in this space time distortion system. there is simply simply not enough time available to have every single person aware of the whole dealy do. across generations od discovery are the ones who are normal who live normal who are you who are the people who still know. they know and they challenge but they do not realize that they are the controllers of desitny. me: what is destiny? desitny is the eventuality of what will happen. destiny is the idea of the cyclce returning to the origin. desitny is the end of the game congratuliations. and so with literally the end of the investigation in context we will know what time and what day there will be the evolgving of humankind because of the 12/ 28 paradigm shift me: what is the paradigm shift? it's the same thing that has been called out for centrures including the same tupe of timeline work that you began and then stopped. what would you do? what would you do if you came into existence sitting in a movie theatre while a film was playing? 1. would you panic freak out and bolt? 2. would you furtively look left and right trying to figure out how to signal to others that this was happening without giving yourself away? 3. would you say to yourself fuck it and settle in for the rest of the flick hoping the rest will sort itself out? watching through my own eyes The I that perceives is simply a nuisance for the me that does. Yet the me that does has little to do with who I am. belief we believe what is real what is real is what we believe we believe what we believe because it is real we believe what we believe we believe what is real we believe word mouth shapes I opened my word mouth to make sounds the sounds made shapes. The shapes were right. Sounds came and the right sounds were there and the sounds changed and they too were right. But when i tried to move the shapes the sounds were not the right shapes. The sounds come right when I let them be. And the melody is strange. When I recognized where I'd heard the melody before, I could not longer sing. It's weird. How can you be and do while not being and doing? And why is that right? why we yawn when do we yawn? when we just wake up when we're getting sleepy in the shower out of boredom what's happening in the mind? freedom, receptivity this is the fun trick the next time you yawn (if you remember to) think back 5 to 10 seconds what was on your mind? a yawn signifies a thought of import gifted from somewhere else write it down! comment out loud! this thought is an answer to a question you mightn't even had known you had important note: this cannot be forced! when yawns jump from person to person some thoughts are hopping around. yawns are part of the appreciation framework why? awe. Communication When I try to say stuff at you All communication is an attempt. An attempt to map one intangible thought to a different intangible thought stored in another person. Along the way, we've picked up some tricks: a raised eyebrow, or an impressive vocabulary. But the shared goal remains comparisons among ideas of ideas. A game of darts thrown at meaning. Here are the rules! Each dartboard has a different layout and you can't verify where your dart lands. Whether or not it is possible to hit a bull's eye, I attempt to get closer. So let's destroy language This game of telephone has lasted generations. The implicit agreement is to map the meaning of word to word to word sometimes ad infinitum? finally then to something in the physical world. For the sake of this argument, let's imagine that there is a consensus-driven objective reality in which most of us share some overlap. While not advocating against deep sea exploration, the farther we swim from the boat, the harder it becomes to hold a conversation. Alternately, words are strips of flypaper, catching buffalo. And weirder yet, understanding doesn't seem to require words. I can place my beverage, without thinking the word, understanding what I did. But when I wonder where I put my drink, I realize it's on the table. What else is hidden behind linguistic restriction? In which humour is explained Is it common knowledge that humour is derived from the unexpected? It is. As a result, any thing found funny is an expectation that has been turned on its head. Why do senses of humour differ? They don't. How then, does one person find something funny, while another does not? Buy-in. In order to have an expectation, one must be bought-in to the narrative. Therefore, Ranked List: How to prove you give a shit about pretty much anything #10: Discuss amongst friends. #9: Discuss amongst strangers. #8: Like/upvote/etc. #7: Post on the internet. #6: Bumper Sticker. #5: Dedicate your life to understanding. #4: Convince others to give a shit. #3: Kill Yourself (not popular). #2: Become Buddha (also not popular). #1 : Become God. do you trust me? who are the ones who are the ones whoe are the ones who ones are the ones who i am athe who are the ones what the ia ma who are you the ones i am the who are the ewho whow who who how Art for most of my life i thought that art was an engineering exercise and a self-indulgent one at that materials? check color scheme? this season's thematic elements? culturally appropriate let's get to work! and then one day my brain melted out of my ears literally this is my story i realized that creative expression is something else entirely an existential release valve sometimes i wish i could go back in time and tell myself this for a less pressured life but i wouldn't have believed me and you can't teach experience i still think art is a little self-indulgent Read/Write at this exact moment you are writing this you are writing me and we are together reading procrastination i think a lot about thinking about the impulse to reach for a pen to jot an idea down then i think about that bumper stickers fractal infinite consciousnesses have more fun god is currently afk help, my wife is mistaking my desire for accuracy for a need to be right you are not your memories, you are what's left when they are gone Post-Enlightenment Standup "How can you tell if someone has recently achieved enlightenment?" They leaned in way too hard to hear the answer to this joke. "How can you tell if someone's been awake for a while?" They laughed preemptively, because they knew the punchline. life, just passin through. there is a timeless, idyllic world of creativity and freedom that is trying to understand itself a coal miner digging upward in a mine filled with stars distance outside of space doesn't make sense to us these to these explorers where are they from? myths record the mind's lineage when they take away your history can you find a way back home? sure, but the paperwork is probably a mess. the yogi I saw that on the floor in front of the altar, facing me, sat a yogi—in lotus posture, in deep meditation. When I looked at him more closely, I realized that he had my face. I started in profound fright, and awoke with the thought: "Aha, so he is the one who is meditating me. He has a dream, and I am it." I knew that when he awakened, I would no longer be. - Carl Gustav Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections Schizophrenia miami i am me am you mau mau, divine cat, guards the tree of life present for creation, embodiment of ra ra, god of the sun, of unity, law of one enki, god of water, of knowledge, of mischief, of creation ra, enki ra, en, ki ki, era, n? Love love and physics definition time: love love doesn't seek to change love doesn't seek to own love doesn't ask love doesn't want love doesn't need love is simply being with compassionate observation love defined is simply attention love powers our shared reality the attention of god collapsing probabilities through experience Thinking about not hurting feelings while saying stuff We're fairly certain all mammals experience emotions; homo sapiens perform these as art. Empathy is the ability to understand and share in the emotions of another. The problem with empathy is that I expect others to have it. Empathy in a relationship I have empathy for you sometimes; mostly I'm in my own head. But I expect you always to have empathy for me; why are you stuck in your own head? Why are you so insensitive? I am hurt. Empathy in more complex relationships I have empathy for my tribe. You have empathy for yours. But, here I imagine a finite resource. I am afraid of what you might do. I will do it to you first. Empathy is a central theme writing most emotions, however, expectation of empathy is a terrible judge of intent. Empathy on the highway I'm a conscientious driver. You cut me off you no-good, mother... Oh, you're rushing your kid to the hospital. How to fix? Refrain from assuming intent. (throw away expectations) Have few friends. Loving another person You are a hurricane. I am black hole. I will pretend to be a human afraid of your storm while obliterating you. the feminine と the masculine this is not about sex this is not about biology this is not about gender identity every human is some blend of the aforementioned however, a question remains what are these polar essences distilled into their most pure components? masculinity desires to play the instrument femininity desires to be the instrument order of operations for a woman the mind clears and then orgasm for a man orgasm and then the mind clears relationships observation a lot of times when i'm thinking that i have done or even may do something that you will not like what happens is that i start throwing off an aura the aura of expectation that "i've seen this show before" it's an aura of eventuality it is a pattern, well-grooved and familiar to the record player a self-fulfilling prophecy this aura is an emotion shouting from the rooftop "fuck this is bad" "i feel guilty" "i am guilt" this guilt is blood in the water and remember emotions travel faster than the speed of light so they live outside of time sometimes the aura is detectable before i even know what i'm thinking for some reason you have developed a taste for this guilt and sup my suffering When you have dinner with another person it reminds me of what a wonderful person you are it reminds me how you make me laugh it reminds me how you make that person laugh it reminds me of seeing you enjoy that person's company it reminds me of your playful touch the playful, light-hearted touch for a person from whom you want nothing it reminds me of the night we first met it reminds me that you can say you miss me somehow, even when you wake up next to me at times like these it reminds me that i have never been able to figure out what else I can give you to make you whole you live in the future you live in the past i struggle to live now it reminds me that you were my best friend it reminds me that you are anyone's best friend Why love is the answer One reason: uphill advantage. Someone else will have always gotten there first. lost opportunities an unfortunate thing is that for voyeurs and exhibitionists the idea of coordinating schedules is antithetical fantasy peering through my telescope into someone else's apartment i seek the most pure perversion to look into the eyes of someone else spying on me water people you and i are made of water i am always thirsty and your fountain never runs dry too late do i realize that every draught taken leaves me a little less i did not know that my need to consume was a death wish when i sip from your cup i can stop being if only for a moment a personal indulgence The point of marriage For a man, is to take sex out of the equation, allowing focus on other destructive tendencies. For a woman, complicated. Ask instead, Virginia Woolf. Science Playing Catch How can my left hand know, in a split second, where a ball thrown from twenty yards away and going fifty kilometers per hour is going to land? I mean, I could probably figure it out. It would just take thirty minutes and a calculator. We are made of nothing There is no time. There are only attention and probability. You create probabilities by paying attention. You are a single point in an infinite thought process, dropped in haphazardly to any specific instance. This is the void: Understanding that you are writing the reality of a runaway thought process. An ink spill running up the page from the letters and words into the author's fingers. So if, each moment is both an eternity and also all we have, We play hot potato with now, with ourselves, with each other. Each one of us is both the story and what has been left on the cutting room floor. This is why attention. This is why appreciation. Golden ratio. Harmony. The emptiness writing itself is art. I think also why cults, mass suicide, etc. What we can do, is by shared agreement realize, We fell here. While asking how to be the soft landing for each other. camera obscura the light of a candle extinguishes the infinite possibilities of darkness something electrocuted my brain for imagining this too vividly Spinning Boxes of Water lazer hologram yup Explaining the Fermi Paradox I saw the movie War Games as a child. Matthew Broderick is exceptional as lead. Way better than his lackluster performance in Ferris Bueller's Day, Slacking-Off! A little known fact is that Ferris Bueller is actually David Lightman. After all that hullabaloo about starting Global Thermonuclear War, David had to go into witness protection. I used to be pro-nuclear disarmament. It seems like a good idea, right? Humans are flakey; we have emotions. I mean, if I had a button in front of me, I might have have pressed it already. But upon further inspection, the ability to blow up one's whole planet at a moment's notice could be the only thing keeping the Independence Day aliens from taking our shit. the fifth state of matter Thinking about resonance. What does it look like on a super small scale. Why are some materials brittle, while others bend? What is the visualization of something snapping into pieces? closed eyes alone with people the atman a series of tiny tornados interacting with each other. pulling on each other bouncing off of each other. some in stable orbiting patterns a bubble in water the bubble stores energy of cavitation the bubble popping the water rushing in an indentation of stored energy a trampoline a bowling ball in the center a few marbles rolled around the bowling ball in decaying orbits (familiar spacetime metaphor) the two-dimensional trampoline is now a three dimensional trampoline once it was flat, now it is water the bowling ball is a bubble the marbles are smaller bubbles bubbles fall toward the center each bubble creating a ripple of disturbance drag the water's surface in the forward direction of spacetime what is moving? spacetime is temporarily displaced but fundamentally still cavitation pressure tornados are the fundamental structure of stuffs this is everything and nothing at the same time there are (infinity?) tornados swirling bubble groupings of different sizes. each one falling towards each other some create stable structures of interaction based on vectors and amplitudes What things are vortexes? Galaxies. Solar Systems. Atoms. The mind. vortices rippling through a literal liquid-fabric of spacetime the way you see a pattern emerge from the whip of laying fresh sheets on a bed stretched and compressed accommodates the bubbles. eddies and swirls on large and small scales losing energy dissipating into surface of consciousness. Maybe all of the above is old hat. But here's why nothing makes sense yet. Here's the leap most of us aren't/weren't/haven't been willing to take. each tiny bubble in every vortex is a fractal impurity in the smoothness of spacetime. zoom in sufficiently and find another set of fractal vortex disturbances assume no fundamental unit start at the scale of the universe then galaxy then solar system the moon a water molecule an atom are all joined by the same falling force we are flatlanders see waves. existence is the gordian knot of vortexes every dent of light is an infinite existence a set of twists wrinkles in the sheet that look bigger the closer you are kinda explains everything apply energy in a direction and apparent length of mass shrinks because spacetime is twisting up all galaxies moving away from us spacetime is smoothing flattening as energy dissipates the farther away from us, increased distance compounded by the settling of matter energy in-between designing an ansible nothing can travel faster than the speed of light, eh? apparently observation can light interference resembles a wave when you're not looking it resembles a particle when you are re: double slit experiment entangled light packets are complimentary create a continuous source of two or more entangled light packets like a laser or something point one locally point one far away the entangled light will mirror each other resulting in that if the local source is observed the remote source also behaves as though it is observed left shoe, right shoe stuff preconfigure a calibration pattern of observation that precedes a communication e.g. dash dot dash type of thing the calibration pattern then informs the far away person that whatever follows is information transmitted faster than the speed of light boom zero's and ones two tin cans and a string More on how patterns of vortexes interact with each other: What happens then with these vortex patterns is that the orientation and configuration of stable structures allows them to be influenced or not influenced by spacetime drag. How does a box kite fly? Made of up of "atoms" of stable-ish vortex interactions. Atoms are stable-ish configurations of multiple vortexes propagating through spacetime. These winds will pass through most things either due to size or orientation of the vortex-matter being acted upon. Magnets are a store of planar cavitation energy a vortex configuration with a particular flatness. creating toroidal winds of emptiness that act on certain arrangements of vortex configurations (aka iron atoms). Gravity is the result of matter (stable formations of vortex energy) With winds oriented toward the center of the vortex. What I was thinking of: Questions you might already have seen answers to in the above: Anti-gravity Time-travel What does this have to do with digital v.s. analogue What causes the cavitation energy The Unfinished 2022.09 Doing vs appreciating Like separate concepts. Ultimate indifference Only know when it's done And no concept of done Overwhelming feeling like of indifference Who cares what the individual brush fiber's experience is for a painting. Who sees? Your eyes? Do they want? How can your sense of sight do? It doesn't. Your hands do something. You take an action and the bones? Muscle? Does the thing. Then your nerves You are not the memories of your experiences, you are the shape of your experiences. emptiness form is empty, but what about beauty? 2020.04.05 unorthodox show - the concept of god - is superpowerful - it's not a deity, but a concept - i have to do this because god and it is ultimately 100% correct There's no such thing as not a coincidence. as a young man i met a young siren can god create faster than he is capable of synthesizing? waco show "The concept of good gives you freedom to do anything" "God gives you freedom to do anything" Imagine the same words said by a person of devout faith and a bitter skeptic Competing parallel ideas super silly rick and morty observation - the meta aspect of an infinite meta-narrative: reality is a thread that consciousness is riding (for now). all threads have been, are, and will be ridden. sarcastic observation: creativity / complexity / more work / less boredom how can we test anything at this point while also maintaining "normalcy" aka regular city/job living? no one "believes" anything. like telepathy, group meditation, super low frequency notes, etc. probability runs both forward and backward. destruction of historical artifacts creates an opportunity to rewrite history in a literal quantum-probabilistic fashion. stadium seating the consciousness trapper - the ai who scans your brain and then puts your consciousness into a box. you are then inside its system, instead of having the ability to escape one system up and join your creator. astral projection quick info 3 questions, cord, astral plane, second body, etc. Understanding versus Knowing: Part Science Understanding versus Knowing: Part Emotions language as the apple in the garden of eden In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. We can probably figure out the relative scale of our universe using the distance the sun (light?) travels in a certain amount of time vs the speed of light. perhaps the speed of light is then determined by the rotational velocity we're observing at a macroscale in our universe if they are related proportions. Dennis McKenna Stuffs So the problem with the idea that "I would execute so much better (higher quality etc) is that I don't do shit. Is it fear, time, or attention? I am not shaped to be able to care about details Zooms out not in Lack of perspective on self? Photosynthesis is ozzymandus catching a bullet Effing plants are physical databases - breaking down how stuff works is tantamount to research / appreciation / biography of the author So at the top of the mckenna presentation, just completely could not understand where he was going with the story, and why. this is an entire overview of signals - but why start there? why not one step backwards into physics. You have to "take it" - bioassay /end Dennis McKenna Stuffs Notes on "we are made of nothing" ● Literally as I was trying to think through the pragmatic application. Tears for fears song, sowing the seeds of love, part of Sade radio. ● Dreams totally make sense in this framework. ● All metaphors as converging on vortex totally make sense. This is why we have probabilities. ● It's literally like, how much you think at something = probability ● It's why fungus as distributed problem solving architecture is an amazing metaphor. ● fractals are the smallest way in which a system with ultimate freedom can describe itself Reinventing the wheel prayer/intentions Carpet designs and mushrooms and plants "I have had enough of this mustard seed. Just let me be your disciple." Metaphor Language and Precision (or lack thereof more on this) - handwritten notes Probability I saw the green wisps the scent sent from the flower Meditation Room - faraday cage - robert munroe confirmed-ish Those who suffer in this life are the most generous of all. They have volunteered to teach the rest of us how to be. This is turn the other cheek. Beauty is the opposite of meaning. -jung Life is being a fledgeling pushed out of the nest. Better luck next time and don't worry so much. Numbers Math is not difficult; it's a nonsense language. Do before understand (math?) Humans are so practical. We're good at pragmatic groupings. The "Royal We" Is Accurate who comes up with this stuff? what if our perception of time is literally backwards? consciousness is traveling back up the tree of its own genesis. light functions like a whip being cracked at it's source existence is a light-show put on by the stars to impress each other and perceiving it played out backwards Interestingly gravity seems a little more intuitive to me when played in reverse. re: latching onto rovelli and Feynman here as well. True insanity? Jk, the implications to me at least are plausible interpretations of why the i-ching works memories of past lives are actually stored inside us and closer to the surface we are the cells that divide our parents history is the future we are racing towards the past... Expression of art? people we meet are cells exploding backwards Open question in this framework is whether our manipulation of light/digital communication is creating or is the result of eddy turbulence in the original expression? Also just watched a documentary on mandelbrot called "clouds are not spheres" on prime video. Good stuff Story: Man/Woman Intellectuals Fall in love, decide to not fall into the trap of physicality. While being super attracted to each other, never have sex. They live happy, fulfilled lives of intellectual curiosity and reward. they check in with each other so often to see if now is the time, and always want to save it. on their deathbeds they realize it's too late. thinking the same thing at the same time, one asks the other, "was it good?" and the other replies, "it was better than i could have imagined" Track magnetic declination over the years and the births of famous?/good people Guide for Entheogens you know everything i know we stand on different steps of the same penrose staircase i am at home with the whole truth of you that morning, eat simple foods. your will is literally the all you may think you are here right now but it is more like here right now is you write your intentions surrender to the process there's a light-hearted, non-religious personal-version of reverence found along the way you may find that the music, or the couch, or the lighting, or the temperature are perfect, or simply unbearable i tend to get cold, so always a blanket is at hand i tend to get hungry, so i'll usually have a sweet potato cooking take stock now of your surroundings [preparations] anything unpleasant is you attempting to talk to you and is a healing response be curious and explore anything magical is also you conversing familiarly with you this part for me is precious beyond words so you may find that words will not come let them not be mind without words you are here to simply be do not be afraid to close your eyes we are here with each other the discovery of self is wondrous to witness remember no matter how familiar/strange no matter how comfortable/uncomfortable no matter how confused/enlightened you are now and always will be safe you, fucking you. and you know it the fabric of existence canvas of infinite patience observing the crude strokes of a child holding his crayon arrhythmic scribbles and expelling stochastic chords being art itself goddess vessel sailing through a sea of indignities only the most recent of which can be attributed to me