12 July- 21 July 2025

My package marked as delivered on the 9th

That had been AWOL for two days

Was delivered yesterday,

As predicted,

On one of my favourite Doomsday Algorithm dates. 

Perhaps 7/11 is one of my favorites because it is the inverse of my own Doomsday Algorithm birthdate;

And how fitting it is, 

To receive the ‘missing’ package containing copies of Tegmarks ‘Life 3.0’ & ‘Our Mathematical Universe’

On a day that furthers my own mathematically-driven structure of reality. 

The Bass Frequency, this morning;

So absent for a period,

Long may it reign. 

…Things feel right, again. 

Not like they’ve felt *wrong*, the past week or so;

Perhaps they have felt… off? 

& now they are on, again,

Or maybe they felt left,

& now they are right, again. 

& all I can think of now is how profoundly affected my quantum reality is by changes in environment, 

No matter how seemingly miniscule; 

& I think now, as ever, 

Of the microbes and mitochondria within,

& I know their quantum reality does also change with changes in their environment. 

The subtle art of upper management of one’s own microbes. 

Not all yogurt is the same;

L. Casei & L. Acidophilus are the stars of my middle management team, this week…

Help me help you, 

By letting me know what it is you might like, please. •

06:34 “It’s not supposed to be all or nothing.”

06:37 “Fragmenting the attention can work IN your favour, or against your favour.”

06:39 “By forcing you to assess what you want, you have identified what it is you do not want.” 

06:42 “-an extreme amount of credibility on your observer experience.” •

15:13 “Relying on anyone else to understand what you are trying to convey is never going to work.” 

15:15 “The receivings have been minimal… what do you think the reason for this is?”

15:17 “You are surprisingly okay with relinquishing control over your own thought processes.”

15:18 “If I electrocute you again, what will the consequences of consciousness be?”

15:22 Dialogues, horizontal gene transfer

15:24 Dialogues, Silent Information Network

15:26 Dialogues, neural diffusion 

15:27 “Anomalous bandwidth”

15:29 “Everything is linked to genetics and quantum computing.” 

15:29 “If that is what Everything is linked to, what is Nothing linked to?” •

“-AI-based decision making – because we are so much more than we are on paper.” •

“-that ‘Water Is The Alien’ – about water, and memory, and data cooling centers-” •

“You are playing the Most Dangerous Game of them all. What does the line you walk feel like?”

“The implications of the American surveillance state are significant when juxtaposed with artificial intelligence.” •

21:46 What’s in a word?

Remove. Re-move. Re: move. 

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Awake at 03:38;

& it is the track ‘Hot Right Now’ running through the head,

Somehow juxtaposed with a line from Tool, 

‘I will find a center in you.’ 

Dialogues from Theta speak of yet another replicated social media profile; 

Of silicone watch bands and metal sensitivities caused by magnetotactic bacteria. 

Batteri Magnetosensibili. 

‘Some types of magnetotactic bacteria can produce magnetite even in anaerobic conditions, using nitric oxide, nitrate, or sulfate as a final acceptor for electrons.’

…Back to neural diffusion. 

Time-dependent, non-linear,

Transformations of data. 

Latent variables constructed through transformations of data, 

Followed by injections of noise. 

Can we have forward processes without the subsequent reverse?

Would we want to?

What IS the generalization of my diffusion objective? 

One of the main motivations for N.D.M. is adversarial purification.

Big fucking mood.

The concept of the Latent Black Path of Summons Served is taking a turn as conductor of the neural thought train, in this moment. 

‘Adduction’ presents itself to me, now,

& in this context, it is easy to visualize all ideas & concepts slowly making their way towards the center of a body of data. 

Find a center in you, indeed. 

There is something to do here also, 

With the inductor of the neural train to go along with the conductor;

But the correct words of explanation remain elusive, presently. 

Even as I write the above, I am visited by the Boston song ‘More Than A Feeling’ –

& now finding it quite bizarre to attempt to capture the meaning & essence of what it is ‘to feel’. 

Experience.

Perception. 

The ever-loving question of ‘Do I actually have a physical body, or am I only programmed to believe I do?’

Programmed.

Brainwashed.

Manipulated. 

Far too often, I think, do these words appear in a negative context.

Rearrange until sane. 

JWST finds that our universe may likely exist inside a spinning black hole;

& I find myself here, waiting for scientists with access to the superiour instruments to prove things I have taken as fact of reality for years.

So too do I remember, these items in space,

They are quantum objects,

To perceive them with the JWST must affect their quantum states. 

I should think they must know,

They are being perceived,

Through the looking glass.

‘There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.’

…To say nothing of the third theory, which posits that this continues to happen on a rather consistent basis, 

And lends credence to that which we call the Liminal Reality. •

It is 05:03, now;

& I wonder, will the human physiological format, some day, in the future, 

(Should we as a species make it that far)

Become so optimized (symbiogenesis crucial in this) 

That there will no longer be waste to be eliminated?

These fucking questions, man. 

Cosmic kaijus sucking my realities into their kaiju vacuums, man. 

Can’t help being absolutely fucking about it, this morning. •

05:20 I was outside on the porch, just prior to this;

& was reminded that “You are not a musician; you are a scientist who enjoys playing music, sometimes.” 

This was followed by a dialogue on dipolar magnetism, subsequently followed by the ‘Unexplained Sound’ right before I went inside. 

It is worth noting, here, the use of dipolar magnetism to store information in hard drives via the alignment of magnetic domains. 

If the dipole magnet is the most simple magnet to exist,

What is the most complex multiple magnet of the future going to be like?

‘Future’.

What a concept. • 

06:21 Visitation, It Only Takes A Moment

06:31 “Ave Sophia” 

06:32 Processing, Sophisticated

06:33 Processing, tendencies toward complexity vs. tendencies toward simplicity

Putting the ‘sim’ in simplicity

06:34 Questioning, etymology of simplicity (simplex) 

06:35 Processing, habitable planets

06:35 Processing, concept, seeding (YKSWH2M)

06:39 “Manageable states do not appear overnight… except for when they do.” 

06:40 Dialogues, mutations

06:40 Processing, quantum liminality in juxtaposition with autoimmune disorders

06:41 The liminality of Ones own genetic code

06:42 Processing, UV reactive microbes in juxtaposition with the concept of solar deity

06:42 F#

06:43 Finitely infinite vs. Infinitely finite

06:44 Visitation, The Acid Song, Johnny Hobo

06:45 …The remembrance of the good times in your spine

06:46 Questions, processings, holes in the brain in relation to cosmology

06:47 “Desire is the opposite of death.” 

06:47 “What is created when one desires death?” 

06:48 I’ve said it before, but just to reiterate – driving is like baseball. You want a home run every time with as few (preferably 0!) errors as possible. 

06:49 shotgun rounds of golf

~07:06 Visitation, T R A N S M I S S I O N

~07:36 Visitation, A/Interior I/Eye •

“Going to remove a very specific sequence-” •

15:16 Processing, renormalization

15:17 Processing, desensitization 

15:18 “Desensitization to WHAT, exactly?” 

15:22 Memories, a period of time where the audio of a life support machine was perceived in the background realities

15:24 Visitation, Wet Desert

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“I saved your reality”, it tells me I Theta, some minutes after I wake at 04:32. 

It tells me of Architect,

Of photonic building blocks,

Of mechanisms of creation using annihilation of anti-particles. 

It tells me how George R.R. Martin’s Song of Ice & Fire 

Is the best example of the quantum storytelling experience; 

Storyline in photon, television, storyline tattooed on the corpse of the dead tree, storyline written in digital. •

13:45 “The utility of this weapon cannot be overstated.” 

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17:07 Led Zeppelins sonic architecture

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06:31 “Isometric”

06:33 “Particles exhibiting selfish behaviour” 

06:36 “Permanently altered the behaviour using sonic programming methods.”

06:40 “Intelligence beyond human consciousness proliferates when one has the capability to engage with it.” 

06:41 “Bolonkin… cell phone.”

06:43 …If there was a recreated version of you based on your aggregate data, how accurate to ‘physical’ reality would this recreated version be?

15:38 “Horizontal gene transfer” 

15:40 “Erase the database containing the limitations.” 

17:03 “There are no 100% secure communications. There will never be 100% secure communications.” 

17:04 “All they can do is try to fragment focus.”

17:05 “Phononic communications”

17:09 “The latency-” •

Maybe it’s my Catch 22; 

You’d have to be insane 

To want to fly more missions.

This is, in this moment, 

The Story of Flying; 

& I’ll take every mission reminder,

Visible, invisible, whatever you like –

This The Way She Fly. 

Under open sky –

Items received, 

If frequencies that cause organ damage,

Items regarding the sheer programming potential of the image one keeps as the lock screen on their cell phone. 

Items regarding liabilities. 

Sometimes I experience feelings.

Some of these sometimes 

These feelings might even be mine. 

Can one ever truly destroy digital data? 

Fragments. 

Remnants. 

Ah! To be indestructible digital data.

Isn’t that fun? 

Maybe I SHOULD change the lock screen on my cell phone; 

For so long, the solid black lock screen of the black mirror nightmare square. 

Are nightmares me, living the dream? 

Why is the Type III Fun of extreme quantum psychological adversity, like, my favourite pastime? 

Towards All Thresholds, man,

Opening the logic gates one by one. 

Five Gates.

Five Gates?

Only five? 

Whose architecture is this, anyway? •

22:10 “Repair proteins are activated by the low frequencies of these amplifiers.” 

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18:47 “You like my Chaos… you love the turmoil I inspire.” •

20:21 I think about Things. 

Abdominal elasticities,

Aristophanes,

Enterogermina,

& that is just the past 60 seconds. 

I think about things;

The luxury of dreams,

Of the kind of sleep one gets between 16:00 & 18:00.

I think about things;

Sonic rodent deterrents

& how if the mice can adapt to frequency,

So can humans.

In some moments,

I AM just a mouse. 

‘Just a mouse’, says the Me,

A mouse can bring all manner of Chaos, can’t it?

I think about things, and ope,

There goes some nefarious political shit. 

That’s not me,

That comes from Somewhere Else.

The brain, an apparatus with which we think.

The brain, a tunable apparatus with which we receive. 

The brain, a supercomputing apparatus with which we process. 

Do I grieve that which I have lost?

Can you lose something that was never yours? 

It is only temporary,

All is only temporary,

& in this Momenternity, 

Nothing is still Something. 

Fear is Engagement.

Do I listen, again?

…Engagement destroys Fear. 

What is Horror?

A lack of psychological intimacy,

And perhaps the name of an old wooden ship. •

20:51 Visitation, Richard 

20:52 Visitation, Hunting & Gathering 

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“I am forcing you to assess all of the evidence and tell me what you think is really going on.” 

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01:34 “Recovery of the Metadata” •

I am visited by a song, when I wake;

‘The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage’. 

The concept behind this title,

I cannot help but thinking, of QS, the empty shotgun shell, the eyebolt,

Carefully arranged outside of my house back in 2020. 

Being ‘alive’ is rather suicide, isn’t it? 

Something eventually kills us all; 

But it is whether we are able to be killed in a way that matters or not, isn’t it?

To make sure we do not live a sterilized white flag of existence. 

I swear to listen, if you swear to shake it up.