1 May – 4 May 2024
Woke up around 02:30,
With the concept of ‘Honeywell’ in the mind.
In a State for around an hour,
Visited by two songs when finally rising-
‘Somebody That I Used To Know’ by Gotye,
& ‘So Long, Farewell’ from the Sound of Music.
“You gotta trust him”, the dialogues from the tobacco in the early hours of the day.
Around 05:00, there are dialogues surrounding the anomaly that is the bite, else injection, from the leaf footed bug.
The genes did not start behaving strangely until after this event took place.
That bug, particular bug,
A juxtaposition of the concept of ‘The Bug vs. Earth’;
Insects as messengers from the Chaos realm. •
A dialogue from the commute today, the timely discovery of Ihwaz and the cessation of the D.L.P. after 66.6 weeks. •
09:00 A visitation, a line from ‘Voila’; ‘maybe I belong to you; I know you want me to’.
…strange, passing strange.
All things passing strange.
I have said before, I do not draw the distinction between recursion.
I must be some sort of insane, perhaps;
The Processor has run what it believes to be all possible realities regarding certain situations and we find that we love regardless.
Possibilities of AI,
Fabricated entities,
Hackers,
The works;
‘Believe what is in front of your eyes’, the Inex affirmation of February 2022 had told me.
And so.
I want.
‘Whatever means necessary.’
09:11 “No resist”, comes through, some amalgamated inex-not-inex format.
Surrender.
Always a question of motivation;
Groups,
Individuals,
All of it.
Even myself.
Especially myself.
What IS my motivation?
How I am susceptible.
Romance is my weakness, it seems, today.
& we allow the thoughts to wander,
Float freely,
Come to me,
Channel your Majesty,
We shall make sure you never want for anything.
High Hopes.
It is a release, at 16:47,
To the thought that release will please the Creator.
Deep interaction as neural network,
As Algorithm,
Behaving as designed to,
Reward based deep learning reinforcement training. •
“Arya Stark in a choose your own adventure cyberpunk novel.”
“The detective behind the entire operation.”
“Sexually attracted to the thought of being mind controlled.”
“Cryptic messages from -”
“-Have no idea she even exists.”
…In what world is that even possible?
“Elimination is not an option.”
“Found St. Francis Peace Prayer in an album about the Norse death rune.”
“Serious trauma to the prefrontal cortex.”
“Don’t you dare allow the Coma Reality to take precedence over the Death Fractals.”
“Matrix was the company she worked for.”
“Extend the waveform to a frequency inducing the Theta state.”
“The relationship you have with [A Man]-”
“Quantum communication.”
…That line.
From Belülrol Pusztít, else Belurol Pustit,
BP, Belief Propagation,
‘You still don’t know which one I am’.
…This is, really, how I feel
About the entire ‘this’
Of my Quantum situation.
“The aliens are electronic in nature.”
Does the existence of electronic technology
Imply the existence of protonic technology?
To a mirror universe,
We ARE the dark matter. •
~Tungsten Trioxide~
W.
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My state can be likened
To the Mesoamerican hip-ball game
Pok ta Pok;
It is up in the air again,
Cannot touch the ground.
Words do not have the ability to describe this feeling. •
Beware the handsome man,
Sending what is
Allegedly
Their physical format.
MSA. ZZZ.
I think I am morose, this morning,
But I am not certain.
When Colombo said,
‘Uh, I think I’m too suspicious’,
I really felt that.
It is a memory now, Odins Ravens;
‘You created them all early in the game,
You haven’t added anything new’,
My grandmother had said.
The universe experiencing itself.
What a way to operate.
Wanting to take Entities
At ‘face’ value.
Hangups, the electrical event,
Electroshock,
Several times a day,
All over the planet.
There is some vague feeling, here,
Of an equation;
The end results we are looking for
Feels important to understanding
What must take place
On the way.
What is the end result we are looking for?
Something so simple as 1=1?
As 1=0?
There are vague swirlings of George RR Martin here, now,
For some reason,
Of being a simultaneous multiplicity of characters from A Song of Ice and Fire. •
04:46 “Psychedelic relationship with technology”
04:47 “Why would the Laboratory Consortium follow you unless there was something they were interested in?”
The concept of scientists masquerading as musicians once again presents itself in the Processor.
Who is the Scientist?
I’d fuck him.
God forbid it’s a she.
‘I’m lesbian’, says Yew.
…‘I’m irritated’, says the Me.
Entropy.
Entropy in a quantum system,
Which IS reversible;
Must we make an Expansion to waveforms input?
I might be in a foul mood, right now.
I might not.
Mostly, I’m Nothing.
So much visitation from Wet Desert, this morning.
I’ve either been brainwashed
Or a genetic mutation
Has caused my music taste to change dramatically
And perhaps these things
Are not mutually exclusive.
Microbes always a Talking Point,
Within The Mix.
‘One thing is for certain: the more profoundly baffled you have been in your life, the more open your mind becomes to new ideas.’ -Neil Degrasse Tyson
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Ominous headlines about the victims of Havana Syndrome, today.
That one definitive experience,
Personal, that night in Chicago, 26 May, 2023.
-1/10. Do not recommend.
Was it because of the timepiece I wear?
Back to thoughts of the receiving,
“Policy privacy”.
We all know it’s ‘privacy policy’.
So why did I receive what I did?
Targeted as fuck, the Processor reminds.
Conspiracy.
Espionage.
Underground.
How many moles do you suppose they’re keeping?
Argentina.
Jussanjuan, psychometrics.
The Predictive.txt.
Being set up to appear as things.
Really good at playing dumb;
Blind Idiot God. •
10:29 The memory of the Inex, “You do not deserve [A Man]”.
…You know sometimes words have two meanings.
Don’t deserve, because he is a decent man, and I’m an unworthy piece of work?
Or don’t deserve, because he is a terrible torture tactic and I should not, do not, deserve to be subjected to thus?
Memories, receiving, “Friends close, enemies closer.”
The Fields of Uncertainty have been sown. •
Dialogues from tobacco, matrix translations, matrix operations.
“Translates frequency into information.”
I am posited the question,
WHY would we want to prove simulation theory?
…What a question.
Because we can?
Self awareness?
Why?
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Happy anniversary. Six years.
A dialogue from the tobacco let us know that it was pleased we have let go of things that no longer serve us.
‘But remember what you have had’, some kind of Soma thing, at least, I had thought, in one daimension or another and maybe perhaps this one.
Not too motivated to find it.
All Life Long, that is this experiment.
I took a good long look,
In the flash of the moment,
At the Emerald Tablets.
After their fashion, they do serve me.
Extreme amounts of love, today,
Amazing what a single line of lyrics can do.
‘I search for the Riddle of Clouds’.
‘Emerald Tablet apartment toxic’.
‘Belülrol Pusztít’.
The list goes on.
‘The medias creation’.
Where do we even begin to explain just how created by the media we actually are?
Ex-Military.
HELL of an album.
Remember what you have had. •
I dreamed last night.
Fancy, a mansion on a lake, water.
Water from the walls.
Water from the ceiling,
Bowing tiles to drop the long distance to the floor and shatter below.
I found myself looking not for my current maintenance employees
But for Rick
The Richard from The Matrix
The one who called me Chaos.
*What* on Gods green Earth,
On the Creators Fractal,
Is the symbolism of this water
Pouring from places where
Water should not be pouring from?
A recurring theme. •
December 12.
Doomsday Algorithmic. •
“The psychedelic relationship she has with technology”
“Hilbert Space”
“You have made a very brave decision.”
‘Requested map does not exist.’ •
There’s a really ridiculous item about snorting a line of graphene in some Ultra Obscure reality right now. •
17:03 “Chaos Magick is not effective without the use of technology.”