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The science of what people are; these occulted measures

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The science of what people are, including yourself. No one truly feels the deep, welling need to confess their inner truths to a mob. Yet this mob of supervillains, threatening the very core of who and what you are, is proven false instantly—on pure principle and by the fruits that reveal their agenda. Did they seem to have it all too easy? More so, was it all too obvious that these many were actually assisted in the process of selfish expression?

Where is it that we actually live and preside each day? A voice chimes in from the place I cannot readily see nor hear by way of immediate octave tone:

"Unholy ground!"

But these are not my words. However, cut to the chase.

Nebulous faces ever so briefly flash before my eyes—the faces of many who have lived, died, and yet survive on in some way, time immemorial.

You never truly lived. Therefore, you cannot die. It won't let anyone do either.

An all-pervading jealousy looms and patrols. We learn not to cater too much, not to love too greatly, else we become direct manifestations of these unrelenting, targeted attacks. But attacks by whom? Well-laid, entrapped, hidden behind these occulted measures.

Steller Reads: Run to the Stars

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The Odd Ones Out

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Gaps in Continuity

Event Horizon

Are we here now, merely temporary, fleeting, finite agents—commissioned to shut a window or a door? A wormhole, a black hole, a Dyson sphere?

Are there intentional gaps left in the very algorithm of this code—our current reality? Perhaps entry and exit points, or windows, as it were? Perhaps when we could possibly and empirically reach this junction [point], several other factors must then be independently known—factors that include advanced mathematics spanning eras of sedentary high math, which has ultimately led to this meeting point of computer [and now quantum] apparatus of engineering.

Perhaps a field-based, incomplete number code—a break from this perpetual field theory—acts as a door that then needs to be shut by us [or those few of us] who may understand. That brings us to the next point: downloads and the act of merely [perhaps robotically, remotely] following commands. Are we merely ephemeral, flesh-based agents, commissioned without much choice [in who we are; our engineering], as if infected with this task—so lofty as a greater reality we shall never truly know?

Furthermore, are we barred from this place of effulgence, through which we die across countless timelines, heavily laboring to complete? Thinking, quite possibly, that we, too, are given the potential keys to this exclusive kingdom of minds—Valhalla, Shambhala, Heaven?

Is the best or most compliant among us tasked to be an actual Judas to the rest of us? We, the odd ones out, and they—he—the even, the perfected? Granted access only to shut the door to this proverbial heaven, barring us all from entry? Were we intentionally created to serve this agent provocateur—designed, in all our flaws, as monsters and villains—engineered to never know? Held, in fact, within an environmental stasis—an intentionally fabricated, flawed construct?

The Odd: the rest of us—error codes of genetic, operational, unrequited potential.

And our Judas, the Even: Übermensch, Overman, Messiah, or Hercules.

Do we blindly toil as slaves to a cause we neither comprehend nor are granted the scruples to fathom? Are we merely this blind, ignorant, motley crew?

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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Bleak Destination Theory; Unrequited Final Synthesis

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BUILDING SOUL

EPL} From The Top Down Theory

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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.