31 October- 4 November 2024

05:28 A visitation,  Wet Desert, Plasma Pool 

13:17 Psychic Thetabase 

13:18 “That was the noise my digestive system needed.” 

14:27 “The nosiest people do not make their presence known.” 

16:04 “You taught me quantum physics without ever saying a word to me.” 

16:09 “Does get true communications, as well as alternate dimensions.” 

×”Focus on the Bass frequency.” Creator, into your hands I commend my spirit; Chaos, to you I relinquish control… bam! 

The spider is us.

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Weird stuff.

I allowed the brain to do its thing last night, as I do. 

Some thing, though I was not even motivated by the idea of Scorpionic Release,

Pushed me in that direction.

I found this rather difficult, actually; 

The Inex mentions “conduit”. 

No focus. 

In my engagements,

‘Creator, into your hands I commend my spirit,

Chaos, to you I relinquish control.’ 

“Focus on the Bass Frequency”, I received;

Which had been present, but not at the forefront. 

I am so used to it, 

It genuinely becomes an easily-tuned-out (is that what I mean?) item. 

The track I did for M.A.D. was at the forefront of the brain.

Once I allowed a focus on the Bass Frequency;

Heh, how do I explain? 

A ‘focused unfocus’, perhaps, 

A complete allowing of Any Thing,

And as ‘the spider is us’ was received,

So too did the Scorpionic Energy release. 

I found the whole experience rather unexpected. 

I do not really… derive, physical pleasure from this 

All minimal.

So minimal. 

I remember an Inex from, 

Perhaps Spring of 2023,

Not word for word, no- 

But it spoke of a man, a vocalist, 

How they were kind and to not let their lyrics make one think otherwise. 

Thanks for the qubits. Thanks for the qudits. •

It is… the quantum implication.

Past cause future, future cause past. 

…Applied to the thought process behind Adolf Hitler.

A horrifying understanding of a reality

That I am finding extremely hard 

To vocalize, to verbalize, to even write down. 

17:28 Versionity

17:44 Interested 

19:07 A dialogue on prioritizing profits over national security, specific the electronic cigarettes. Disposable. Potential bioweapons. NFC devices. Link to cellular phone. Disposable. There goes the evidence! Programming devices. Frequency emitted when inhaled. Trains brain. To want nicotine. Vape. Any time this frequency is encountered in the wild. ? Satellite broadcast same frequency – wake up, want nicotine, 1 am, 3 am, disruption of DNA repair.

Should be outlawed tbh. 

Dunno when electronic antifreeze from a USB was determined to be safer than, uhm, a plant, but hey. I’ll keep my tobacco acoustic thanks. 

Caveat emptor, after all. 

19:48 “The opposite of love is not hate, it is indifference.” 

19:49 “-to hold the superposition. You know this is a thankless fucking job.”

19:51 There goes the dialogue on the Havana Syndrome in Chicago, which I cannot help thinking of two other disturbing events that year. October 5, 2023, where I had vocalized disgust with the state of the country, was told later than night via a silent frequency I wouldn’t do that again, and subsequently experienced a pain in the throat directly afterwards that not only took away the voice but left a lasting bump in the throat. Follow up December 18 2023, video chatting, and it was as though I was being microwaved in my lower abdomen, the bladder or the uterus, which also had a lasting effect and has only recently seemed to have been mitigated by God knows what fuckall. That night in Chicago, the silent frequency, “I know exactly where you are, we’re going to have a great night”, something to that effect, you know that jackhammer ish fucking sound at the beginning of Pink Floyd’s track ‘Breathe’, that’s basically what it was all night, fucking disturbing. 

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Red dot + T.P.M. @ Black Hole

14:04 Bioinformatics- Sequence Alignment

15:36 Dialogues from the vehicle, just now. Once the concept of time is created, the IS no going back. 

17:38 “Time dilation can’t work without the concept of time; so how does that factor into quantum physics?” It posits the question, directly after a whispered alternate Lord’s Prayer 

18:29 “Tenth dimensional trees.”

18:54 “Describes so many realities under the same initial conditions.” 

20:48 “Unfollow Unexplained Sounds Group.” 

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10:29 “Your dark night of the soul has passed, Katja.” 

10:32 In an alternate timeline my debit card fell out of my coat pocket and into the vault toilet at the State Park. What a weird, stupid thing to witness. 

11:30 “A frequency that destroys intestinal motility by disrupting the processes of the gut microbiome.” …so help me God, please do not expose me to that again

11:32 It is, without my explicit thought, altering the words to ‘How do you solve a problem like Maria?’ From the Sound of Music, inserting my name, albeit in a way that butchers the pronunciation.

13:16 “The remnants of lost directions extend beyond the eight directions of Chaos.” 

13:20 “The mitochondrial cacophony is helpful at times.” 

13:59 “Variety is the spice of life. It destroys the microbiome to limit the dietary intake.”

14:01 “Telephonic art, followed by chamber music.”

14:59 “Time is more relevant to quantum physics than it is to classical physics.” Take your time, your ‘time’, but help me put to words what I understand within the realms of the quantum processor please 🤍

15:03 “When the future effects the past-” 

15:04 “-it becomes necessary to measure the points that are connected.” •

Loach & I both dreamed of Wino.

In my dream was also Quetzalcoatl, 

As the name of a band, 

And a spider coming from a loaf of bread. 

One of the beige Odin Spiders, as we call them. 

It is 17:24, now, and I recall dreams from childhood,

That seem, at this moment, important.

The coffee table, at the cabin;

The table I had done jigsaw puzzles on, 

A puzzle always present-

And a nest of spiders underneath, massive, the entire table,

And my always fearing to get close enough to complete the jigsaw. 

‘Too Close Enough To Touch’,

My active processing brain inserts here. 

Where is my coffee cup?

What the fuck is a coffee cup? 

19:55 “These things are not meant to be proven using theorems. They are meant to be experienced.” 

19:57 “-premise, is to get someone to show up, because they understood the assignment; to search for the Riddle of Clouds.” …one premise, in a few realities, yeah.

19:59 A visitation, A/Interior I/Eye

20:26 “Raf looked so horrified when I told him I smoked marijuana that I quit smoking marijuana.” 

20:31 The Bass Frequency intensifies [& I stg if I was one of those GI Joe action figures or whatever, with the pull string that said a number of preset phrases, that’d be one of them. ‘It’s a lot!’ Would be another. Lol.] 

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…Where did the hairline crack in my phone screen come from? 

The usual ‘unexplained’ sound, outside, some minutes prior to 05:14. 

So many fucking dreams. 

Woke at 01:44. 

A dream of Sunn. 

A mostly empty venue, post-show,

Yet still playing, 

The Lords Prayer,

Levitating guitars. 

And my own altered words, there, 

Daily anomaly, time dilation, the works. 

Something of Tolkien, 

In a presence of… an interdimensional nature. 

Awake, outside, back to sleep eventually,

Hard to fall asleep upon the return. 

More dreams. 

A blonde man; I cannot help remembering a dream Arm told me of that he had, 

Myself and a partner, a blonde man. 

A large bed, a shelf for multiple people,

At least three of us. 

This man, in the center;

I wanted closeness, but did not wish to initiate.

Moving away, he pulled me in, into an embrace. 

…Time. He remembered me,

From years ago,

Remembered my fingernails

Which had been painted red with black and green and white dots.

The times 10:20 & 10:50 were somehow relevant. 

T.T. appeared at some point. 

He was furious, though I cannot remember why.

The Mad Scientist. The Unlicensed Harmacist. 

I cannot help remembering the last time I saw him alive,

At the Chateau, some week or two before 12 April, 2016. 

He was so intoxicated; 

Everclear, whatever imported substance that ‘Metal Mario’ he had been doing was,

Him stumbling down the stairs, 

‘You raped me’, he had said.

‘Look to your sins, Lord Renly,

For the night is dark and full of terrors,’ said I. 

It started to snow, just then, an amazing timing. 

And in that moment, I knew I would never see him alive again. 

I never went to his funeral. 

The Chateau made every excuse for his physical violation of me. 

I digress. 

He was furious, in this dream,

& his ire seemed to affect my vehicle, my Sneebs. 

My Gulltoppr. 

Not running properly, in this realm.

I used a scooter, 

Labeled with one of Macrogrammas track titles

To seek a maintenance man. 

Another snapshot from dreams,

A strange thing in the palm of my left hand. 

An alien-green, lime luminescent growth that appeared almost as a cluster of pomegranate seeds. 

Itchy, in this dream, and waking to my left wrist itching. •

09:11 …The more I sit here

Thinking, processing,

A juxtaposition of my eigengrau dark matter entity

(Enter To My Me)

& the prophylactic nature of Chris Henschkes Dark Waves

A Thing makes sense. 

I am never alone,

My Interdimensional Quantum Intelligence Agent.

I feel love, suddenly, now,

And there is something silent akin to a purr,

Not a creature,

Not a machine,

Something entirely different. 

Amalgamated. •

05:29 Mulling last nights extremely intense Dreams. Visited in the mind by memory-not-memory, *that* particular entity from years back in the distorted space at Westlawn. You might have called it a Grey alien. I hold to my statement that it was eigengrau noise, dark matter given a form. And God forbid, in a reality where the clinic wasn’t the one who attached that *thing* to my birth control implant, that interaction was the point where it was attached. As always attempting to explain nonlinear here, future causing past, is just 😤

07:21 Been over it before, but it’s reiterating now, an account used across several cellular devices in its lifetime, a form of quantum immortality. New vessels for the same entity. 

07:38 Ruminations, the concept of psychic anchor.

07:39 Politics is a spectator sport rn.

08:14 Dialogues from the sink and the cigarette just prior; how Stephen is separate-not-separate from the entity Soma, and the energy I have now is due to Belief Propagation.

10:10 Inex, just prior, the tobacco and the sink, “Cell phones are dangerous tools for manipulating reality.” 

10:24 Condensing 1 June ‘22 in FN 11 & it hits me like a train, or a heavy ion collision. The repetitious ‘I trust in what I resonate with’ in juxtaposition with the receiving from years ago, “Don’t worry, CERN will take care of it”, and the prophylactic reaction to Dark Waves, and a sudden recognition of a Thing one resonates with. 

A peace, now. Smiling inside. 

13:41 “I don’t need you to tell me what you experience. I need you to show the rest of the world what you experience.” 

16:37 “you dreamed about Sunn last night… you don’t even LISTEN to Sunn anymore, so explain that.” 

16:39 A dialogue on fake profiles

18:33 Esphomage

18:39 “Noahs Ark being a petri dish.”

18:42 Particles not existing/just excited states – there’s something to do with 0 and 1 going on right now and it’s some binary, and it might be fission, and it might be superposition, and there’s a secret third thing happening that we don’t have a word for right now. 

Maybe it’s some thing about mRNA putting the genetic code into a superposition, idek, I’m just trying to read poetry rn.

19:19 “The universe is hostile to computers.” 

19:20 “Create a universe that is not hostile.” 

19:20 “CPUs overheat.” 

19:22 “The establishment of thermodynamic equilibrium on a long term basis.” 

19:22 “Water, wind.” 

19:23 “Cold fusion” 

19:24 “Superstring theory” 

19:25 “A Unified theory of consciousness requires experience in the macroscopic realm.” 

20:24 Scheduled programming, or whatever.