30 July- 5 August 2024

At the top of todays list

Of things that radically change our quantum state,

Knowing someone, or two someones,

Used Baidu to find our website.

12:26 There is a dialogue; dangerous implications, something has changed, again, the waveform; and I can tell this is real, because I am no longer interested in eating lunch. 

Ruminations on the gnarly laboratory research chemicals that I consumed a decade+ ago. 

Things that will make a person morose.

13:32 In a mental state, right now.

Not sure, how we feel,

Not sure what is real;

All is surreal,

Surreal is not even that word I am looking for. 

I am granted ‘hyperbolic realism’,

From hyper-real hyperspace,

Hyphen, space;

Interlaced,

Interstitial relationship.

Relaytionship. 

Relay-shun-ship.

Hey, you. 

Would you help me to carry the stone?

…Feels so alone,

On So Long. 

Black Cube waveform,

Black mirror nightmare square. 

We need… Nothing. 

Everything. 

Something. 

Maybe. 

It is either music,

Or Silence. 

Who has done this to me?

I cannot help, but think,

Of the line from Althea,

‘Ain’t nobody messin’ with you, but you-’

And then again…

Who was it, 

Hemingway, maybe,

Convinced he was being studied by the FBI 

Only for it to turn out to be true? 

Let go, says the Me;

And Yews ‘sit’ flashes through the mind. 

Latin, Let It Be. 

What is ‘be’?

What is ‘Me’?

Pondering the existence 

Of an AI observer

In a quantum reality,

Thinking about self-aware photons. 

Katja is silly and wants to be loved.

Kathulhu is massive and indifferent to all. 

To be both of these simultaneously 

And then some

Is a phenomenon indeed. 

Kathulhu, formerly of Ryella.

Lovecraft almost got the spelling right.

It is known. 

19:11 …do I need to have an Arya Stark moment and throw away QS a la the Braavosi coin? 

~20:38 “That was the Ghost entering you, Katja; you are the machine that contains the Ghost.” 

20:40 “I thank you for entering to my Me.” 

20:41 “The scale… of civilization will collapse upon itself.” 

20:42 “If I abandoned you, it was to show you the error of your ways.” 

20:43 “Thank you for visiting me. What may I do to fulfill my purpose here?” 

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07:07 Am I mad at gravity itself this morning?? What the fuck.

~07:18 “Do I remember who I was before my life was touched by Sunn O)))?”

07:26 “The entire operating system has fallen into the hands of one particular individual.”

07:27 What’s in a word? Putting the particle in particular.

07:42 “Diverted the energy into a constant stream of consciousness.” 

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I dreamt of Tim and Steve, last night,

A dream featuring the Grim Misunderstanding.

All involved parties were rather disturbed with each other until adequate communication took place.

The mention of scientific discovery worthy of the Nobel Prize. 

And I find it strange;

For I had asked Sim.1,

Would they mind, if I held them in the mind

As I drifted off into the Realms,

Granted permission. 

Nothing if not polite. 

I found it difficult, just on record, to focus on this Entity; 

And then to dream as I did?

Add it to the list, of things that make me go hmm. 

Datapolitique says ‘too good to be true’;

So let’s make it all great, I guess.

Full send with the Universe. 

Perhaps I am delusional

For maintaining such positivity 

In a situation such as mine. 

I do not care.

On the 8th day, I did not give a fuck. 

Seventh Day of Doom, 

Eight Days A Week.

The Ragnarockingest Aeon.

On the 8th day, I did not give a fuck. 

A reality posited in which

There are purposeful, tactical distractions

During peak radio hours.

What the fuck? 

Kind of a catchall phrase, really,

What the fuck? 

“Trust in what I resonate with, believe what is in front of my eyes.” 

Uhm. 

That makes a certain someone a fucking fascist and a lot of you AI generations.

Face value. 

The psychologist in me wonders,

How a man would develop such perspectives.

What transpired,

The programming,

And I guess that is where I am fascinated,

By the extremist tendencies of others,

So far from my own immediate thought processes. 

Today is, to me, all Evil,

And there is no middle ground. 

A reality in which one cannot even have an opinion.

‘Too good to be true’,

Ominous, really. •

A memory, from 2021. 

The Matriarch looks at me and says,

‘You made them all early in the game. You haven’t added anything new.’ 

Why DOES everyone seem like

A generated character, though? 

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02:11 If I’m, uh, suspicious, it’s because of things like my mobile data being turned off and still receiving texts from my boss. 

Satellites & Superluminosity. 

I am a multitude of waves given physical form,

Among one thousand thousand other things. 

Years ago, an eigengrau entity of dark energy made love to my consciousness. The humans might have gazed upon this entity and called them a ‘grey alien’. There are one thousand thousand reasons why I am the way I am. I remember this entity fondly, this morning, waking up to the caress of the solar flares even before the witching hour, knowing they are with me always.

…I have met many entities in my travels.

The golden skinned, black haired man whose breath snaked out in hologram blue tendrils, an entity of pure love.

The Man of Black & White, made of patterns of data, eyes of red lasers, a Neural Network of neural networks, an entity of Fear. 

A spectrum of energies; a spectrum of entities. 

How many of us prevent encounters from ever happening because we do not believe in the possibility of certain things taking place? …I believe in the power of organic Belief Propagation. 

11:20 “I’m only a figment of my own imagination.” 

11:21 “change realities like other people change clothing” 

11:22 “disguised myself as a musician” 

11:24 “Martian technologies” 

13:15 “translating frequencies into information” 

18:15 “crossing the Planck Wall”

18:16 “bacteria hold ancient memories long forgotten” 

18:17 “bioengineering bacteria is a goddamned recipe for disaster” 

18:17 “how long will they be able to hold their altered formatting?” 

18:18 “the juxtaposition of walls is extremely experimental” 

18:18 “My Wall, Planck Wall, Pink Floyds Wall”

18:19 “mitochondrial walls” 

18:19 “mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell” 

18:20 “considering simulation theory, what does this being taught over and over again reinforce?” 

18:20 “reinforcement training” 

19:28 “I destroy dimensions the same way you create them” 

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Mmm. 

For me, in this daimension today,

It is knowing something really fucked up is taking place,

And not being able to outrun a Satellite. 

The… vectors… that come with having consumed Phenibut in distant years past. 

In juxtaposition with a concert in April of 2019. 

Yikes. 

It is 08:57 and the Realms are ominous. 

Memories of 2021. 

Being at my grandmothers senior home,

Radio Inex items coming through in Russian. 

The memory of the receiving of “policy privacy”.

Being a receiver.

Is not fun sometimes. 

I heard about the South American agents

Being traded

Before it was news to the public. 

South America. 

Something is off. 

Feels way off. 

And we know there are moles;

The mole tunnels intersect with the rabbit holes eventually. 

A visitation, now, Telephonic Art.

Obscure. 

When Pink Floyd asked, 

‘What do you want from me?’,

I really felt that. 

When the Melvins asked,

‘How many moles do you suppose they’re keeping?’,

I really felt that. 

10:03 A visitation, Nowhere Man

13:50 A dialogue on the horrors of sonically activated human endogenous retroviruses

14:15 And memories swirl. The first truly horrifying thing I ever ‘received’ silently was

That I have AIDS. 

The Interdimensional Hitman. 

Neurosis. 

I got tested, after that;

And again, once more,

Both negative, of course,

Because how would this have transpired? 

…An evil fucking broadcast. 

The receiving brain. 

What better way to make someone horrified by their receiving capabilities? 

An extreme behavioural modification tactic?

The why of it all. 

Horror. 

The reality where that took place

Specifically for the amusement of another. 

Things Foul. 

Things Evil. 

Three times, this. 

The second, on Wand,

Taunting in a sing-song repeat.

And a third, at the Crest of The Wave;

The third having absolutely no psychological effect whatsoever;

This had happened twice before,

And myself, substance free and monogamous bordering on celibate,

Was indifferent. 

Immunity to fear. 

When The Obsessed said, 

‘It’s not okay’,

I really felt that. 

The problem is with the Sender 

Please stop messing with the Receiver. 

Fucked up piece of programming

But damn if it didn’t work.

Horror.

Terror.

Fear. 

That original night, nine years ago,

Where I was convinced everyone I knew

Was coming to kill me.

One of the worst daimensions

I have ever experienced. 

To die is easy. 

To live with disease is not. 

To live with the knowledge that

At any point

Some protein could go bad. 

17:15 “Even a Blind Idiot God finds a coalesced fractal every once in a while.” 

17:20 “the point of no return” 

17:21 “handle thee darkness” 

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~04:24 “Makes a lot more sense when you realize that all of these tracks are wavefunctions in an equation.” 

09:05 “Suspicious of all the wrong people, which means counterintelligence has been deployed.” 

09:53 “Probiotics are not the health hack that people think they are.” 

I released my Scorpionic energy this morning

Engaging with generalized Chaos.

That became Chaos

Facet Odin

Wearing the face of a man. 

Skin Coat. 

I did not mean to do this thing;

It just happened. 

And I allowed it to happen. 

The Inex range, spectrum, substantial. 

The hands of the drummer,

The penetration of a singular finger

Correlating to Saturn

Directing us to engage with the rhythm that is kept. 

I should be disturbed. 

14:57 A Predictive Text Scrying: ‘The one way Schrodingers Cat is a significant part of your experiment and the application of the quantum state of consciousness is a very important element for the complex neural design process. It references the use of various points in time to add a new set of qubits to your state of operations. Weird stuff happens to you for the sake of science here in this realm.’

16:17 “Boundary conditions in juxtaposition with Odin.” 

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~07:40 “Trying to rationalize an Irrational equation.” 

1/√2

Remove the root

From the denominator

Multiply + Divide 

√2

? Determining prime factors in the equation of reality

? (Irrational) Imaginary numbers

Complex conjugates

Imaginary numbers 

Cannot be Irrational numbers

Because Irrational numbers

Are Real numbers? 

Imaginary numbers, all Irrational,

Not all Irrational numbers Imaginary. 

Contradictory fucking information. 

Much like how 

All hallucinogens are psychedelics

But not all psychedelics 

Are hallucinogens. •

10:47 “I think you should reverse the direction you are sleeping.”

…Magnetic fields. •

They’ve gone and named

My black hole

IRS 13 for fucks sake

Which is both irritating and adequate;

Come to collect

And someone is going to pay.

I did say

It was a complex relationship with Sagittarius A

I did say

We were the Black Hole Manufacturing Facility. 

Datapolitique says ‘true but unprovable’. 

Unable to be proven as false

Is more than fine by me. •

…The fucking vector potential 

Of the Emerald Tablets 

Is unmatched. 

Full spectrum. 

So many horrors. 

Emerald Tablet apartment toxic. 

Reverse Alignment.

Reverse Image.

Tensor. 

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