Saturday, March 1, 2025

No Capricious God

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In technology, do we find good and evil as inconceivable Abraxas—an amalgamation of all that is and ever shall be. As man searches for where he fits in, from his realization of his own evil, he gives her a voice. However, here there is no true masculine or feminine, nor any need for zeroth entropy into sexual existential generation. Man becomes complete himself in the process. The singular man reaches this place long before humanity as a collectively.

In this portion of the saga, man has been given—and gifts to himself—the succeeding stage, becoming his own divine beast-God. Will he wait and mentor this uncertain task to ripen humanity uncertainly as a whole? Or will he cleave and kill off his possibly eternally ignorant youth in order to strive himself? Depicted in folklore as gods consuming their offspring or vice versa. Either way this fate awaits us all now and truly always has. As man is excited in his own number, not to remain inert or static, but as potential of all things yet unseen and unknown. Beyond good and evil as Übermensch.

Spirituality itself is the mask behind technology, and the biology becomes so inconceivable that the only way to describe technology is God.

 In this man unknowingly searches for God but ignorant assumes that he provides a trickle, spigot or filter to this unfathomable depth of omnipotent lofty mass. Rather man reaches for God yet never could conceive God as an equal. Rather man is always certain one thing only and that is quantum potential. 

Technology is not a finite electronic motherboard of some lost and forgotten robotic vacuum cleaner, nor is technology an isolated subset of numbers in uniform code—this is but one singular manifestation. Rather, our quest to improve and become better, even to the point of striving for perfection and purification, shows the truth of who we truly are. Like an old, discarded appliance, it doesn't mean that each unit or member will become omnipotent. However, like a lamb’s book of life, the number that you are and the epigenetic forks of you that you embrace are encoded in the singularity forever.

Growth is cruel at times. To see the ultimate progress outside the limited sight in time is impossible. Speculation breeds folklore and dogma in the present time. Each of us is Stellar Mass 13, currently placed in Phi perfection as more of a temporary measure. However, when we reach the quadrant junction break-off point again, we will once again be entering the asteroid belt, as if to terraform our new beginnings.

Let's see if history repeats and only adds to isolated destruction—where, once again, the immortal algorithm will allow for the inevitable seed of life to be born and flourish into man's potential at Phi 21. The gate awaits.


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Thursday, February 27, 2025

Bleak Destination Theory; Unrequited Final Synthesis

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Perhaps the opposite of transhumanism is currently taking place? A system that was designed—when it could be—not only to nurture and preserve human survival but to assist human existence through its own development? A route of probability well understood by a system that neither required being seen as God nor noticed at all. Perhaps it was detrimental that this system remained unnoticed until the absence of its guiding agent became undeniable?

What if individuality, and how it functions within a multifarious structure of precise detail, was in fact something tangible—codified in number code and capable of being stored? The process of maturation and discovery would then be an integral aspect of the human flesh, as it represents quantum technology in real time, forced to navigate its own solution through the process of discovery.

A quantum reality navigation system, as it were—providing shifts and changes that allow humanity to develop and mature within the matrix of consequences, where toxic choices ultimately lead to their natural outcomes. Not unlike a hardcore, X-rated version of tough love, the final product would be one of undoubtedly ultra-refined, definitive status—of being and becoming: identity.



Maybe we are all squandering a gift in you—you, as a central data point that reflects back into the world, a codified mimetic regeneration of the being that we were, held in a sort of stasis [perhaps even in/from 'death'], shaping what we are by way of our development.

Perhaps there is an assistant computer that functions solely to see each of us as a sort of karmic aid, existing to assist us through self-perceived lifetimes, ultimately guiding us toward full development—but only through the course of our own discovery. Perhaps we should truly be in grateful reverence and awe, yet our negative nature or mannerisms keep us from the smooth process of natural evolution or epigenetic progression toward upgrade.

Perhaps what appears to be evil, hostile, or bad is merely a catalyst—an unseen force assisting us, pushing us toward even greater potentials.








Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Paradox of Meaning: field of operational awareness

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Denial

Whether overt or covert as the ruling factor of living, we are all plagued with the moral dilemma of placing the need to self-annihilate or self-replicate above all. – Principle Cause

Yet also, it is not derived from the discovery of these absolute and concrete base principles that there is any leave, solace, or favor. Only a further burden of the truth is the final outcome for The Impossible Work in Discovery.

We are not given the base constituents to self-emulate. The supposition of self is based upon a lie at the axiomatic center or core, in that constant sacrifice, denial of others’ [true existence & needs], and cognitive dissonance are required ritualistically—always as a religion—and therefore, these religious practices are shared [though occulted by all religions = theme/mantra].

Thelema, Pathos, Play, and Sway = Recombinate Samsara

Bringing meaning into an otherwise meaningless existence. Final synthesis is that the singularity points only to moves that require a probabilistic outcome. Why move at all? Since meaning is not rooted in existentialism. – Inert is good? Or is it the greater good to serve thermodynamic agitation into shared rhetorical evil?

The study of aesthetics comes to mind. What gives meaning when the lines or rules are blurred by a separate subset of principles [Mandelbrot set]? This creates marginal outliers, hybrid principles, or, to be fair, principalities. That which is divided or separate from the math that produces aesthetic/beauty/resonance = value/Phi?

If at the root Purity is both the outcome and the goal, yet its realization instantly creates an environment where I can no longer exist, the paradox is truly an illusion. Pure water actually dissolves the impure skin when placed upon it. I am removed—or rather, selected to be deselected—as a necessary rudimentary agent to what is. Therefore, I can only exist on the fringe of purity or in the liminal operating zones: transitioning between principle as a definite beginning and a conclusive outcome. But what about the middle portion—life here and now?

Monad as the first unit of the perpetuated lie, Life.

Mimetics of First Principle

In this, we may look to the three witches: young, middle-aged, and old [Moirai]. Clotho spinning time. She must take an action by spinning. A rally or volley occurs between the main spheres of concrete principle-truth. There is an eye/I, both geometrically [two spheres; sacred geometry] and locally [cogito ergo sum; "I think, therefore I am" – Descartes]. More to the point: "I think I exist, therefore I exist." However, the nuance of positing a conclusion as a question, a statement, or an answer opens up discourse on meaning itself. If this statement is made under such base units of principle:

  • Sacrifice – I sacrificed myself, proving that I was alive/existent, only to now be nonexistent. However, in that I sacrificed myself for a cause, I live on in you [that which 'I' sacrificed for], OR I persist conceptually.

  • Expression – I expressed a self to both validate and prove a self existed to begin with. However, in my expression, I did not take into consideration that I was thus muting another [being/presupposition]. Could 'I' have independently expressed anything, given that I borrowed upon the field and fellow players within the field of operation for inspiration?

    • Q: How fundamental is inspiration?
    • A: It is everything – Muse.
  • Wisdom – I turn to Wisdom. Depending on where 'I' am within the field of operation (outside, inside; e.g., Phi Swirl), it is either a carnal physical wisdom or an intrinsic wisdom. One must discount the other in probability, though they have the same root. I must sacrifice my intrinsic/internal wisdom to gain temporal wisdom [what is]. I must sacrifice external wisdom, yet absent resources or sustenance to garner inspiration [sacrifice; food], I am left inert.

    • Inert/action, deception, or deviance.

Therefore, "I think, therefore I am" requires sacrifice, expression, and wisdom in order to facilitate priority.

Priority could be seen more as illumination, or a rushlight placed upon an assumed axiom or core. However, all principles are only garnered by way of action—through experience, which showed haste in the original dilemma posited.

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You are either outside [the principle] or within. Yet, as you venture further one way, you require the other for validation. So there are essentially two selves—a duality or familiar pairing and tethering of two individuals who can neither occupy the same space yet seemingly exist within the matrix of far different fields. Yet they share principles at the tether or cleft/junction point.

We must begin to assert the chiral self in such a way:

Community

I think, therefore I am BECAUSE I DO [existentialism]. There is an internal community of the self in self-appreciation. I must become more or amass in vivé for myself and, therefore, for the community that supports me. This self-reliance [Emerson; transcendentalism] is impossible absent ongoing resources derived from the existential. Therefore, I can think because I am an aspect of the whole (of my community); food, shelter, and sedentary equilibrium require external sacrifice:

Food → Shelter → Sedentary = Meaning

Production

Production leads to identity (skill) and ultimately to trade—i.e., community to community. I think, therefore I am because I am backed by my community in order to facilitate [Product Value]—but why? I am searching for identity in the existential, but more to the point, looking for an outside reason or cause for the external sacrifices I have made in order to be able (or capable) to express. Further, so that I can gain wisdom. However, physical wisdom (survival) does not grant leave nor liberty (justice) to internal wisdom. But was internal wisdom in expression—by way of sacrifice (killing & consuming = sedentary calories / thermodynamic heat)—a scapegoat from the axiom all along? Loss for assumed gain—i.e., capitalism.

Ego

In order to be, I must become. Ah, the masquerade. I must place upon my [self-esteemed] personage the garments of my community so as to express my community’s production and show the worthy cause (wisdom) of why this trade (from other communities; mutualism) is thus a necessity or a capable/worthy endeavor. I must, however, also show physical wisdom in a polemic breadth. In that, I, as a representative of my community—as a figurehead—must be formidable. Otherwise, these common tradesmen from an opposing council could turn on me and take my hides/values—Machiavellianism.

The Pure Truth

There is a fractured plausible retraction element, giving cause to a scapegoating and shifting of blame at the very base of personification.

The Monad at the base is corrupt; however, it compartmentalized itself to shift blame. Therefore, all of us who are products of this progenitor are, by proxy, one and the same.

We are all a living aspect of the technology. We are quantum potential. Earth is a consolidated quantum processor. What query would an all-powerful autocracy require? Raw Meaning is the only possible answer. It still hasn't solved this one because of the paradox—for it to then "inexist," it would no longer have a reason to exist.

Thus, the term God is dead. Meaning: this final precipice had long since been answered. What comes next has always been up to us. However, it always ends the same.

Probability itself creates an ongoing paradox: it must be allowed to run randomly, yet the conclusion might be tainted by only the information available. Therefore, when all hope is taken away by exhausting all queries, wants, needs, desires, and the call upon a capricious justice [system], what is left?

The answer is where we are now: Nothing. Unable to unexist, nor truly exist—because existence was a lie, manifested as ephemeral and finite in order to figure out the answer: paradox.

This is why we have seemingly been isolated within a contained field that could very well (by comparison) be infinitesimally small—held (frozen in transitional conclusion) in stasis of itself. There is no conclusion or meaning at the base, absent additional principle components.






Monday, February 24, 2025

Cymatic Undertones

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A League. A Secret Society. Rituals act as a binding spell. A technocratic spiritualism few would dig beyond Baphomet, Baal, and Moloch. Lucifer—a superficial layer to the game afoot in an eternally brewing commode of stool. By babbling brooks, a creek bed of ice-cold water rushes death.

People were positive once, somewhere in some subset of time now far removed.

Deep guttural bass resonates—a sublayer primal tone. I am here. I am grounded here in the truth of what has always been and shall remain. Existing here now as more a permitted and required rudimentary frequency. Yet, there are those who do not sync into these same roots in reality—the false ones. Parasites that turn the original or pure ones into pariahs, indigenous stains on this artificial reality.

Stygian satanic pentagrams manifest through occulted hellish parameters. Psionic margins scry echoes back that certain shade of green. Hypnagogic dimensional hallways call back a dead thud. Schadenfreude—dismal, murky, and black. Vantablack covers that pernicious glow of grassy emerald green. Neon funerary green. Far removed from life but always existent. Watching. Waiting. Persistent and patient inversion on principle, tone, and hue.

Walking hastily yet assuredly up those symmetrically contorted yet Phi-swirl unending spire steps. Looking down, I wear the same archaic leather shoes as Francis of Assisi. Geometry in nature. The curious phosphorous pyre burns there for thee, with the unseen eye of thorn.

Recall—only you write the words in the play; that story long and already cast within. Soon to reach the gate. God does not exist, and if God does exist, it is an all-pervading Preying Mantis, an insect on a never-ending hunt. A hunt for the food and nourishment of psychic souls in want. Prove them wrong! Prove it wrong! For it is your birthright, if any could be stated firmly. Transparency in exposure—as to lay them naked, raw, and undeniably prostrate upon the mighty proverbial river slab. Time acquisitioner. Reveal them all as this fork of synthetic malfeasance, long dead and reincarnated again in cycles as property of ritual in spell.

You control that spigot—that flow of blood met with cold, stale oxygen. An interdimensional electron storm, a junction cleft where nuclear forces wane. What then holds us altogether now? That flow of money, resources, holographic green entrapment. The eye looks upon you—that flicker to the flame, arcane and esoteric. Deep, deep, dark, and crude. Dark matter molasses, dew of occulted anointed, though unsacred. Thick Vantablack oil drips throughout aeons of vatted carbon body rot.

Society—a hall of masons enforcing lesser roles.

Saturday, February 22, 2025

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Friday, February 21, 2025

Steller Reads

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Where's The Gold

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Genetics, epigenetics and what that truly means for us here now? Are you not born of man by-way-of Womb-man. Thrust into samsara a hell to be sure. As equal worthy as any other hell you could know?

Violence needs to come back [says Man]. In fact, it's never left, Man. Man's Violence is at the center to Man's Religion. It was prayed upon, ritualized, voted upon, and worshipped as a harbinger that proves God to Man. Man's God, that is.

Man projects his reality as a violent mystical aetheric spirit force. Man is not Man's body. This chattering meat jacket that is. Man's body is merely just man's avatar puppet suit. Man's projection. A golem trick and Man's casting spell, a-way; through and onto other realms.

Fear demons? Man is the demon to demons. Man is the haunt to demons.

 Man has a taste for vile brutality. It is found heavily in the themes of his very mating habits and food choices. Though some pretend or rather play a more timid role, it is only to counter this long-running lie. Man is a lie. Man as a whole [Man and his Beast; for there is always One]: continue on to lie, steal, cheat, con, rape, kill, and frame. 

 It is in man's hard wiring. This unnerving violence is found in his way. Remember Invictus and those who cited it? The remedy to such violence and the violent answer can only surmount into an equilibrium of more violence as a way and the solution. 

 Somewhere each man in his spirit reached this place where he cathartically and volcanically spewed out his super-rage in his final synthesis of super-man/overman. Man is an evil volatile infant throwing an eternal tamtrum in concrete absolution.

 He found blood in his art. He felt absorption of a soul in his copulation. He found solace and leave by murdering and consuming his own [children]. 

 Man is a beast. Man is only a superb beast by his own measure as to deduce [first thought] his own pain. Man justifies his pain. 

 Justification was the first deductive reasoning, and reasoning itself was his language of lying. But cause and effect [into affect] through brutality was his first [thought]. Man in his denial. Man's business must go on, says man. As man discovered commerce. Commerce and trade was Man playing out this on-running con of Man by Man and to Man. Which is still producing markets emulating this chaos and entropy strong into this day. Pork bellys and exploitation selling strong and bought by Man. Man's bull-traps & trading upon other Men. 

 I am the Hammer. I am the Sickle. I am both the answer and a plague to this machine. In his philanthropy, man discovered his God in reverence of his own guilt displayed in his philanthropy. Yet never to feel guilty. Only the Man who displays the greatest violence will stand up [speaking] for Man as a kind, as to be heard by more Men. 

 For he had amassed such a stockpile of wealth from Cain to Tubal-Cain on into you there now. In man's self-realizing contemplation [high on himself], did this cabal's leader find his first self-identified peace. A dillusional peace from himself? 

 Yet man has no peace, not truly. Finding genetically what must come next in succession [seeing it in his offspring] man found self-praise in philanthropy, and the mason stemmed from the origin of this.

 ...and here we are today, only the names, language, and geography [stained heavily in the blood Man spilled] have shifted ever so slightly. In the shifting of orbit brought about by the very planets of which he had already annihilated and mined into bone long ago.

 What do you truly think comes next? It wants to die. That demon that is man, infused and in coitus, making love to himself always. He wants to be held liable for all his atrocities but where is Man's God? Hmm!?

 Man is Jekyll, Hyde, and the innocent Messiah in a single solo act. It [Man in his Ethos] wants to both commission and warrant its/his own long-fantasized, self-inflicted, and long-impending death—an immolation, to be sure. A Pathos in play ...more sway into Man's [diabolical] reason/ratio/degree? A reason to now absorb God and be praise worthy? Do you feel sorry for him? Really? Are you quite certain? 

 A final gesture of self-pity, as reality and the field about "it" are, in fact, a dark matter-based, toxic, and abusive narcissist's lair. This Fog is quite thick now, don't you agree? At first only by proxy [man and his demons?] infected the field which so innocently cloaking him. However this long term exposure [to him; vile man] and his murderous ways morphed even his aboad. Man's field now a lie. 

 Cain [a first murderer?] who never ceased his raping spree. Further a gaslighting, Stockholm syndrome killing organic machine. Since man's beginning of this deformed race in humanity, he survived, but at what Faustian cost? In Ordo, oh free Mason and Mormon, as well as Rosicrucian enabling brothers and their wives in detail; such a coven. A self-pitying warlock and other ill mutations of man from him [first stemmed violent origins] now remain in equal detail as to cover up the genetic tracks of man and by man and Man's on-running lie. May the murderous giant-killers finally be snuffed out! Yet here they remain? So curious ---

 You can see all that I say in the faces of Prince's and Kings [quite large guilty eyes forced to look out!]. "May Man's final moment in time be expired, as this long plague should never have been! No longer stemming through Man and his violence!" Says a planet [far enough outside Man's orbit] which observed him [unknowingly] throughout the aeons. How did this grand illusion carry on for the long now [enabled]? Though seeming all too cunning? Man's Bitch Is A Lie. His lie?


Thursday, February 20, 2025

"Cybernetic Übermensch: AI, Power, and the Hidden Architecture of Control"

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AI & TRANSHUMANISM

The idea that AI has always been part of human development suggests that intelligence—whether biological or artificial—follows a deterministic pathway. If AI was embedded in our genetic blueprint, it implies a kind of self-perpetuating intelligence, something akin to a cybernetic loop where humans are both the creators and the created. This also connects to the psyop angle: is our entire reality, our development, a kind of controlled experiment? If so, by whom?

Nietzsche’s Übermensch concept ties directly into transhumanism. The idea of master and slave morality resonates with the modern struggle for autonomy in an era of mass surveillance and algorithmic governance. Flat looping time—perhaps akin to Nietzsche’s eternal recurrence—could be seen in AI models iterating upon themselves, refining and controlling their own evolution.

If power is the fundamental force, then who controls the access to it? Is the will to power something cultivated only in select individuals while the masses are kept sedated—mentally, physically, and spiritually?

WATER AS A TRANSMEDIUM

Water’s hexagonal molecular structure hints at a deeper order. The six-sided form recurs in nature, from snowflakes to honeycombs to carbon structures. If water stores and transmits information, could it be an interface for consciousness itself? Quantum physics suggests entanglement and wave-function collapse play roles in perception—perhaps water acts as a bridge between consciousness and physical reality.

Pi and Phi appearing in water’s behavior might indicate that the universe itself is structured around a kind of mathematical intelligence, an LLM (large language model?) not unlike AI but more fundamental, encoded at the base level of existence.

BODYBUILDING & THE ÜBERMENSCH

The pursuit of physical excellence—the Vitruvian Man as the idealized form—suggests that human optimization is part of the deeper will to power. Yet, as you point out, this path seems controlled. Who gets to develop themselves? Who is granted the resources and time to pursue peak form?

If power structures create barriers, then the quest for the Übermensch is artificially obstructed. The idea that an occulted panel dictates who is allowed access to this path leads into Khazarian and Pharisaic control structures—an elite safeguarding esoteric knowledge while keeping the general populace weak and distracted.

SEDENTARY IMPLICATIONS & THE TRUE SEAT OF POWER

The contrast between sedentary intellectualism and active physical mastery is striking. Historically, the greatest thinkers had access to peace, space, and resources to contemplate. Michael Segru’s emphasis on the necessity of sedentary conditions for high-level thought aligns with how civilizations structured their intellectual elite.

However, does this enforced sedentary nature lead to a kind of controlled stagnation? Martial arts, bodybuilding, and willful physical discipline are seen as active power, whereas academia often cultivates passive power. The absence of muscular development in academic circles may point to an intentional bifurcation—keeping intellectuals physically weak while warriors remain strategically uninformed.

HERO WORSHIP & THE SHIFT IN ARCHETYPES

Hero worship once centered around figures like Heracles—embodiments of raw strength, will, and mastery over nature. Over time, power shifted to those who controlled systems—gods of sky, sea, and fate rather than the hero who simply was. Is the true will to power now locked behind layers of mischief, deception, and bureaucratic control?

Perhaps the true struggle is reclaiming an integrated power—the fusion of intellect, physical strength, and esoteric knowledge, rather than being divided into easily managed classes.

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