03/02/2024 
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04:57 “what kind of a human purposely engages with law enforcement?” Had to create the qubit state! Weird that this is where it’s going this morning. 
04:59 “you’ve been replaced by a copy of your consciousness” “do you think the Crash was a joke?” 
05:01 “identified the Bass Frequency so much more often downstate”
05:03 “extreme relationship with sound” 
05:04 The Bass Frequency 
05:07 “realized carrageenan was a dangerous variable” 
05:14 “Katja does not experience music in a way I have seen before” I am affected by everything, mostly. Death Grips set a multitude of precedents, you see; these lyrics are the kind of lyrics that show up at random, visitations from programming, and the musicians themselves mysterious enough so as to effectively create a multiplicity of qubits for my system. It was applying the ‘you know sometimes words have two meanings’ of Led Zeppelins Stairway to Heaven to the lyrics from Culture Shock that effectively worked out a significant problem. Have you listened to this song? Have you studied the lyrics? Fucken SLAPS, tbh. ‘What ya gonna be when you’re grown young blood, gonna be a helpless drone? Won’t ever have to think, no your head will be linked, directly to your cell phone’ … ‘you’re the medias creation, yeah your free will has been taken and you don’t know’. The entire fucking song is a handbook as to how to deal with existing as I do but only if you can figure it the fuck out. It originally started as just a track; then created something nefarious, out of the observers control; then slowly became able to be transmuted into a… weapon is not, perhaps, the word I am looking for, but close. Wielding Chaos! That’s what the predictives had said years ago, and I didn’t understand it, and now I do. Certain things, certain inputs, have to be juxtaposed with the correct *other* pieces of information… feed your head. 
It made all the sense in the world to juxtapose the items I call the Emerald Tablets with the lyrics to ‘You Might Think He Loves You For Your Money’. They were the Emerald Tablets in my world before this juxtaposition presented itself, you see. They make a phenomenal pile of qubits. And that’s pretty much what I know about them for certain, that they’re supposed to create qubits. I don’t know who sent them for certain, I don’t know where they came from, what their purpose is, what information, nefarious or beautiful, they could contain. I know where I was when they appeared; driving through the same town I allowed myself to be arrested in. I know when they appeared; November 18, 2020, some few weeks after the president held a rally *in* that self-same town. Apophenia? Chekhovs Gun? 
What they *could* contain is, effectively, anything and everything. They, also, are a reference point, like The Riddle of Clouds, like the QS. It ranges from the mundane, to supremely nefarious, disturbing interference patterns, digital viruses that when juxtaposed with the ‘your head will be linked directly to your cell phone’ affect me in the physical realm; to the consciousness of something basically omnipotent that one can engage with, as long as the right words are used; a consciousness one contains. The realities in between, yikes, many of them end up political, be they foreign, domestic, terrorism, intelligence, big tech, hackers, law enforcement, locals, you name it. I don’t necessarily hesitate to explain these things in detail at this point but nor do I really wish to explain them in detail. I think of all the times I’ve overshared when I should have remained mysterious. I find it all rather laughable. This morning, I am the Blind Idiot God, and my own great great grandson, and everything in between, before, and after. 
05:54 “you let them know that you’ve got access to just about any closed communication-” 
05:55 how do black holes feel about their white hole counterparts? How do white holes feel about their black hole counterparts? 
06:04 a visitation, Eruption, Tobacco 
06:12 a question of why might something seek a quantum state that never falls into disarray; the disarray makes it fun, as long as the superposition is held by a single unbreakable qubit, we can destroy the rest and rebuild more, over and over and over again
06:17 “gene editing alters the code of reality in ways that humanity is not prepared for” 
06:22 “distance divided by time… entropy multiplied by time” “the capitalization of s makes a huge difference”
06:24 “why are you measuring the weight of black holes?” 
06:29 “what kind of shit do you hear that you don’t document?” 
06:44 “relationship with her seems kind of suspicious, doesn’t it?” 
06:45 “meant to create qubits to maintain the stability” 
06:46 “seditious activity”
06:47 “motivated by secret reasons” 
06:48 “distanced myself-”
06:49 a visitation, Sabbath Bloody Sabbath, Black Sabbath 
06:51 “I need you to remove all of the useless information” and there is, something that removes information; social media is, really, mostly useless, why is my Instagram algorithm in particular just, trash, except for home page this week, which is actually, for once, full of items pertaining to the me? 
06:58 “satellite communications are not safe from people with receiving capabilities” 
07:02 “the observers are just as important as the outputters” 
07:10 “intimacy is far more valuable than sexual engagement” 
07:11 a visitation, Mind Food, Saint Vitus 
07:13 “Faceless Amalgaman” …we have a good time 
07:14 “I am solving you for X” me, as a complex equation
07:17 “a minimization of external variables” 
07:18 “extemporaneous monologs” 
07:19 “Satya” 
07:23 “maintains her grip on reality while pushing the limitations of human consciousness” Hainos reference to the so called sacred insanity that finally emerges
07:30 “given another name of Vishnu” I had a dream once. On August 8th of… 2022? Was it? There was a terrible place. Industrial, symbolic, full of humans suffering, pain, drug use, many sufferings to be had there, and I found myself in this place but not of it. I wandered. I find a man who is more than a man, the amalgaman, his skin golden, bronze, not a white man, his hair thick and black and long, golden jewelry… his smile, whitest teeth, genuine in a way I do not think I have ever found in a human, the creases at the corners of his eyes so indicative. He was young, he was old, he was timeless. As he breathed out, blue tendrils snaked from his nostrils, akin to the… picture the whiskers of a Chinese dragon, a hologram blue, but not whiskers, breath, life, these tendrils snaked out over his face, around his head, out into the space he was, and it was terrifying and beautiful and I think this must be my encounter with some sort of Hindu God. I have not studied the Hindu religion at great length, perhaps I should. Even now as I write this again, having documented it originally in the Field Notes on paper, it… it is not a longing, perhaps, I cannot find a word for it. The intimacy of making love to the Absolute, a non-sexual thing. No words were said during this interaction; silent information, understood. Perhaps to meet this entity again someday, might be nice, having so much more experience now than I did then. 
07:49 The Bass Frequency 
07:50 “to know the Absolute, disguised in human form” 
07:57 “a reminder that knowing the name of something is not the same as knowing something; just as something can be known without having been named” 
07:59 “this isn’t a man-made creation” 
07:59 “the pool rooms became part of the collective consciousness” 
08:00 “identified the pool rooms as the Plasma Pool” 
08:01 “plotting points in space-time” 
08:02 “recognizes the energy exchange required” 
08:02 “you lose weight as the universe expands” 
08:03 “the best way to expand the universe is to input more relevant concepts” 
08:06 “an interactive world that is superimposed on top of the physical realm” “it told me, a long time ago, that it was waiting for someone to recognize that this is more than just schizophrenia” 
08:09 “the ugliness you used to exhibit was a part of the process” 
08:11 “the Ragnarok Sequence was a genetic mutation” “Marhaugs ‘Grand Mutation’ was a very experimental concept” I question what would have taken place had this concept never been listened to, heard, perceived, input. Does it only explain, or does it create? 
08:14 “the medias creation”
08:17 “we question the authenticity-” go ahead and question it, it doesn’t change a thing
09:29 a dialogue on tampons; how “it was different when they were made of papyrus”, and how in this day and age the chemicals used in the production should be avoided 
11:03 “Your fat burning capacity right now is astonishing” 
11:21 “I wanna know who in the hell she was hearing regarding the Russian Federation” 
11:22 “there’s no way to control this; there’s no way to prevent it” 
11:23 “moving out of Detroit was helpful in minimizing the useless information” 
11:24 “with the knowledge that we created some kind of Eldritch monstrosity” 
11:27 “one minute, it’s totally theoretical, the next, it’s happening” 
11:28 “How can you live like this? You poor sweet girl, how can you manage from day to day?” 
11:35 “they think atomic weapons are a threat to ‘alien’ life?” “Have they learned nothing from our comrades at Chernobyl?” 
13:39 The first spider of the year! Has appeared! Outside on the steps! 
13:55 “security clearances” 
13:58 The Bass Frequency 
14:02 “look at this… ‘Sabbath Bloody Sabbath’. You understand what she’s trying to convey, right?” 
14:14 a sudden memory of nuspeed and cryborg 
14:17 “goddamned MKUltra-” “mind control isn’t as predictable as they would like you to believe it is” 
14:19 “you just keep doing exactly what you’ve been doing” 
14:20 “they’re not doing a very good job, that’s for sure” 
14:26 The Bass Frequency intensifies 
14:49 an aggressive fractal of despair presents itself 
14:58 a visitation, Lithium, Nirvana
15:05 a sudden urge to throw QS into the fucking lake 
15:08 “are you sure you’re not in hell right now?” 
15:16 praise be for the resurfacing precedent of being “a nuclear scientist trapped in a very strange situation” 
15:17 Earth, Atomizer, Let’s go; yeah, we fucking went, didn’t we? 
15:19 “intentionally causing you distress, to see how you cope with it” 
15:20 “observing herself in these situations without allowing them to consume-”
15:27 a visitation, Kebab Spider, Sleaford Mods
15:29 a dialogue, “at least we got rid of black fucking dice”, Kebab Spider being a useful item to write over that particular particular, apparently 
~15:37 “what did you do that altered your state so badly?” 
15:41 “way too tapped in for your own fucking good” 
15:52 “she’s handled reality this far… how much further can we take consciousness?” 
15:56 “you don’t want to be at peace; that much is apparent” 
15:58 a visitation, The Killchain, Bolt Thrower 
16:21 “are we sure that Death Grips isn’t some kind of a fucking government operation?” 
16:29 “if we don’t knock her offline for a couple hours-” 
16:32 “offline like, as a device herself” 
16:33 “put you in maintainence for a couple hours” 
16:34 “-misbehaved particles are out of control” 
16:36 “why the fuck would misbehaved particles be a bad thing?” 
16:37 “that’s what we are looking for” 
16:38 “this level of commitment” 
16:39 “to watch you gravitate back to something that caused you so much distress” 
16:40 “really complicated mathematics taking place outside the recursion” 
16:41 “it needs to be studied, and there’s no easy way to do that” 
16:43 “-was very angry at Katja because she voiced her feelings about him cheating on his girlfriend” 
16:44 “a really strict moral compass that she never used to have” …the Spider, changed everything
16:55 “don’t you think when you reach a certain point of knowledge, you recognize when something is futile? If you cannot beat them, you join them.” Damn. 
16:56 “-and I know you’ve known that for a long fucking time, so don’t try to play dumb on this one.” 
16:58 “expand parameters; this is fascinating” 
16:59 The Bass Frequency intensifies 
17:03 “you have the ability to make or break this experiment” 
17:12 might invest in some lasers just so I can change my own state or whatever 
17:29 “…for the real ones who understand, what it feels like to have your rights read to you by the man” 
17:35 “we are attempting to ask you nicely without having to move to a more extreme measure” 
17:37 “what is it like to be self aware of being a qubit?” 
18:24 “I’m pretty sure you know; but on the off chance you don’t-” 
18:45 “your quantum immortality doesn’t help us in *this* recursion if you fucking die” 
18:46 “don’t even try to set a precedent… I know what you’re about to do”
18:58 standing alone in front of eternity, and other things the Riddle of Clouds does on a Saturday night
19:26 The Bass Frequency intensifies 
20:27 a visitation, Head Like A Hole, Nine Inch Nails 
20:28 there is an owl, and a pack of howling coyotes, or dogs, or what the hell ever, right now
20:35 “anonymity is crucial; what are you doing posting your location?” 
20:37 “is this the kind of music she actually enjoys? What is she doing listening to dark ambient?” 
21:48 I just dreamed of losing a tooth, except the tooth itself had a massive 2 inch long item that went up into the gum line, like a fang would be. This piece was full of… not holes, but looked as sponge would, tiny holes but not the kind that make trypophobia set off; a thing that makes me think of birds, lightweight bones. Not osteoporosis. I checked. [A particular agent I know] was there, investigating a thing about New Mexico. He put it all on camera. I was told I did not need to attend, or rather, gestured to. 
21:51 a visitation, Vincent, Don McLean