“Nothing exists except as a relation
-The Biggest Joke |
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dialogue between their individual Central Neural Systems (CNS) and their originating DNA coils are now subject to intergalactic influences! Eighty-nine percent of the human
population
This same CNS/DNA interaction is
known by
- Antero Alli |
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Reluctantly Presents! Jokeland
A Siddhanta wherein Agent Escher
Starring: Bobby Campbell as RGC
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Male some noise if there's cream in the house! Mystery Chicken by Schenectady Adept Karl D'Longburn-Dettbomb {Steady Sippin' Remy Red}
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Navigate the ladder
to become the one
that is all
and the all that is none
To become the sum
That is some
The process we call zero
Divides itself
Ta ah posi
And
Ta ah nega
How one becomes two
Becomes three
Becomes five
The process of perpetually
Energized space
is the First
The division adds two
Which combines to
Create the primordial five
(Skandhas) Perceptive forces.
Perception of:
1) Energy alone
(Continuity) (Maya)
Perception of:
2) Space alone
(Discontinuity) (Nirvana)
Perception of:
3) Energy and Energized space
(Both) (the possibility of possibility)
Perception of:
4) Space and Energized Space
(Neither) (The negation of possibility)
Perception of:
5) Energy, Space and Energized Space,
[which is after all just Energized Space]
(The Terrarium)
The Non-Point Source
(The High Indifference)
And on and on to infinite buds of omnitasion
the lives we live
chores of the meta-meta
(the of of of)
fulfilling the infinite ways
a mirror may stare at itself.
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"Aww c'mon skip" I slurred
"I
ain't such a bad kid, and if you're gonna
live in my head, you could at least
do your part to tidy up the place."
This'll play as a kind of funny place to start, but I
don't think there's
anywhere that wouldn't be worth, at least, some variety
of chuckle, and
hell, at least this one's got that bit towards the end.
It's fourteen times until tomorrow and four seconds before death.
"c'mon fella, you can't just
sit there twirly birding that pocket watch
for TOO much longer can ya? You've
got to say something, otherwise I'll
grow bored with your simulation,
and you'll slack into the manifold, sure
as Huckleberry. I mean, C'mon we're
going on like 3 weeks here, dude"
He didn't stop swinging the glass, but he did, finally, speak.
"Do you know what happens once you surpass the speed of light?"
He was grinning that fucking brimstone grin, the
one that kinda hinted at
how he went and got so good at drawing in the first place.
"Wow! You can actually talk!? I
mean I know
I was jivin' ya and all but I didn't
think..."
"You stop."
He cut in like a ripe cheese fart.
"Oh sure, you being that
great physicist and everything..."
"You don't need to
conceptualize it, when you've felt it. "
He lit a cigarette directly afterward. I wonder
if he ever smoked in
real life? You'd think I'd know more about a guy
whose earthy essence I
exhumed from the Akashic database, but I dunno.. Seems
the trouble of the
specific exceeds the worth of the general... As he blew
fractal smoke
cubes, I felt obliged to admit to me that he did kinda
have a point, but
felt it necessary to clarify that "you
only said that cause I made
you" "you
really are simple fucking things aren't you?" He sighed. I
sat
back, packed the bong, and smirked "made
ya say that too."
"Just wait until you get what you REALLY want."
He stated as blankly as possible.
Now I can't exactly explain the psychology behind this
phenomenon, so my
own interpretation is gonna have to go forth without
any weight in it's
dick, but when a living, breathing pen and ink drawing
of a historical
draftsman, stares you down with glowing rainbow eyes
and speaks
cryptically about your impending doom, it is just the
cutest thing in the
world!
"It's always something with
you isn't it!?"
I asked with a smile.
"Why invoke me and demand my verbal
input if you're gonna do nothing but
quarrel with the things you think
your having me say?"
" Aw geez I'm sorry champ
it's just that dialogue based in quarrel flows
so much easier for me, I mean believe
you me, were I capable, you'd emit
nothing but luminous utterances."
"That is, of course, until the switch
and I
become the one that's subject to
your object"
"So the thing is that...that...if
there's no...
but you create new...from where...?"
"No. no, silly boy, the answer lies in the when"
At which
He stood up.
Spat on the carpet.
And said
Without speech:
"* I'm
the part of you that becomes Subject to Planetary Communication,
which becomes subject to Universal
Communication, which becomes Subject to
Multi-Dimensional Communication,
which becomes Subject to Omnitasion
Communication, which becomes Subject
to Subject communication,
which melds into the Consciousness
Without Object, whose oscillating
congelation of polarity webs the
extent of happenstance.
I imagine you equally as you imagine
me. *"
He was swinging and spinning the watch before my eyes
as he always did,
but I'd never exactly paid attention to what he'd been
trying to tell me
before...
"* one-zero-one-one-one it's time to have some motherfucking fun! *"
It no longer mattered who was speaking, or who was imagining
who, I was
being sucked into the perceptions of non personal entities,
and the "I"
had been left hitched to it's post.
Faintly I hear the spell's whisper...
"23 Skidoo"
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As 4 petals of an etherel lotus unfolded within the 4th sacral vertebrae. The coccygeal nerve plexus pulsed with neuro energy, and became the seat of conciousness. "*Root Chakra Activation*" I sat up perfectly straight. Compelled by an energy that I was SURLY daydreaming. "* The frequency of quivering muscles extracts Energy from Space *" Breath became deep and slow, the Energy became contagious. "*Perception of time depends on your breathing*" Left ventricle ejects blood; Keep your Breath, Stop Time, and Navigate Space. The elastic aorta balloons out beyond the valve Sending a pressure pulse down the aorta When the pressure pulse hits the lower abdomen Part of it forks into each leg... The rest rebounds and starts travelling back up the aorta. |
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| The pulse hit and a cool fire
erupted
just below my belly. Unfolding a 6 petaled Quantum Lotus within the 1st lumbar vertebrae. Triggering Consciousness to grow up from the root into the splenic nerve plexus. "* Spleen Chakra Activation *" the pulse revealed new muscle fibers in my abdomen to vibrate, the extracted energy was nowstimulating the autonomic nervous system, circulating blood trapped in the liver and spleen, acting as a second secret heart. The streaming pressure burst open a
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| Held breath tells heart to hold
next
blood ejection until the pulse echo returns, preventing a collision and the normal irregular movement of the body.The echo and pulse now move out of the heart together, Moving in synchrony, a system in resonance; The body now moves harmoniously Up and down 7 times a second. 12 petals of a Tantricly Fused Lotus
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| A 16 petaled
lotus of mirrored
light exploded within the 3rd cervical as the atomic engine's ejaculation of pure libido launched the seat of aware into the pharyngeal nerve plexus. Consciousness had now mutated into the kundalini snake, having slinked up the spine @ lightening speed. "*Throat Chakra activation*" and finally I learned how to scream. like being freed from a nightmare as a mime. And boy did I let whale! Vocal Chords seemed to burst, as new golden pipes grew through... A message from the future, created in the past... And the horus hawk spoke through random chance: Unleashing a Sonic Bomb: "PROCEED, PROCEED, THE GREAT WORK ACOMPLISHED"
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| I smiled and the serpent
followed with grow. Nostrils flair and the serpent followed with bloom Wrists (outputs) to ears (inputs)
The dream trigger stolen from
The Pineal Gland errupted like
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"*When you see a thing. The absence of a particular vibration creates the experience of the perceived color.*" "*Suck-Black-Absord*"
"*Suck-White-Expell*"
"*Blow-White-Absorb*"
"*Black-Clear-White*"
And with a crash that took place
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Electric Information now streaks across the
Synapses, from Neuron to Neuron, at light speed,
Synthesizing more and more DMT as it goes...
The corpus callosum, the band of fibers that connect the
two cerebral-
hemispheres, now exchanges information instantaneously,
right brain and
left brain become just brain...
How a Bobby Analogue becomes a Bobby Digital...
The Dominos fall...
Eventually enough DMT is produced to create a moment of
instantaneous
information exchange between all of the several trillion
neurons that
create the tissues, that comprise the structure of the
brain...that moment
exists beyond the measurement of time...the brain for
a flash operates non-
locally, consciousness is freed from the limit of
moment to moment
cognition of a single thoughts...and blooms as a space...instinctively
the
mind races to the center of this space, this is the birth
of non-local
information exchange, and thusly...
The 96 petaled illumanited lotus
of diamond vision cracked open with
enough force to split the neuro-atoms
within the 1st cervical vertabrae
and the kundalini snake reunited
with it's seed, the caratid nerve plexus,
where the seat of consciousness never really left...the
feedback from the
aware becoming aware of it's awareness caused all percieveable
structure
within the self to collapse...a neuro-atomic hubabaloo!
"*Third Eye Chakra Activation*"
The Brain waves generated by the cerebral cortex
are now under the control of the will.
The Alpha and Beta waves determine conscious activity.
Theta waves determine subconscious activity.
Delta waves determine unconscious activity.
Naturally the waves synchronize into equilibrium and...
BAM! An unknown energy struck like lightening. The uncontrollable
vibration streamed down my already energized spine...
Perception expelled
from Gross Body into finer and finer incarnations...like
tuning a
radio...source of neural energy moving from local to
non-local...
Synthesized Brain crackling with "RAW"
Power...
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And then the door thought comes
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Written Merges with the Writer... |
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Surrounded by Specialized Artifacts: Bobby breaks free:
"Third eye as bright as a street
lamp"
Who said what?
And for goodness sake
when did they say it!?
The imprinting of a supposed Neurogenetic Brain Circuit
Of course you’d apply the two paths
together
For a Digital Dharma Download
Information Assimilation
Legislation Derationalization
Merging with the orgin of my own
creation...
how do you say...
Ah lil' kundalini in your karma!
The many has one
I'd rather have fun
And finally the real time event
that I was trying to induce
during the writing of this narrative.
the activation of the
pineal gland, PhotoShop for the
Brain, the
Metaprogrammer...Eraser eyes!
And here the energy is naturally
located in the middle of the head,
instinctively developed muscle
flexing inside the brow area
pumps continuing energy into the
lotus-vortexes to keep active
rotation in chakras. Allowing
factual body to maintain merger with
fictional (Buddhific) bodies.
Event induced through a rather complex
scene setting labyrinth.
Pre-Metaprogramming, high marijuana
dosage, webs of magickal structuring,
utilization of my severe near sightedness,
and several elements to be
determined...actual event went
well beyond any previous hypothesization.
This is certainly the same neruological
event that those that expierence
"alien abductions" indure.
Had I been less versed in these matters, I could
see myself filing this event into
that distinction. During pinal gland activation
all light fractles into meaningful
patterns. Terrence Mekenna's Fractle Elves
tumbled and danced about the room,
also with me was a lovely white cat, whose
body was comprised of 3 dimensional
words, Also frequently popping up was
ever one's favorite ever loving
Blue eyed THING! from the Fantastic Four!
which actually makes perfect sense...The
Thing's geometrical composition
is a breeze for a subconscious
to create out of fractalized light.
How activation occurred:
A light trancestate lead to delusional
state lead to acceptance of death
state, lead to out of body perception;
as the spirit had become convinced
it was no longer embodied...after
self hypnotism created illusion of the
organism having died long ago.
In this state the presence of light is felt as a
nurturing force, internally it
feels as though your brain is Plant instead of Meat...
Soaks in light, almost as if its
drinking it.
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patterns begin. Visual tunnel navigation begins as the fractlized
light is examined closer and closer. And your journey begins: can feel
anything you think; can phase body away; But not the Heart; or Pineal Gland.:
as the body fades out the circulatory system kicks in; the self becomes
the staff of energy flowing from the heart to the brain...
In order to navigate deeper into
the light:
By the by, it's fucking scary at first!
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There was an explosion of interference
energy: Generated from the
Experience of Eyes seeing themselves...the
microphone into the speaker...
on full blast...and you get the
fusion of neuron and light, of mind and matter...
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"or maybe this is how ultra-terrestrials administer anesthesia while upgrading your Human Brain Ware. Perhaps you end up surviving into a time in the future where nano-techneurlogic Shamanism allows the you to survive without a body; and your unembodied self exists on a non-temporal plane, and if you're ready for multivistic realty perception, the evolved you, can communicate with the still embryonic you, through the selective chaos of synchronicity: allowing your neural structures to be repaired, and and your instincts to be De-Hypnotized from your current fixation on the state endorsed repression of these ancient techniques of ecstasy: all of which eventually leads to the caterpillar of individual ego attachment to bloom as the butterfly of cosmic quantum fusion..." |
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POGO!
Your POPLOGOS update service! I Provide you with news from the collective unconscious...reporting on memetic infections, new connetational webbing, births of sigils, servitors, and Godforms...If something happens within the universal mind, I know about it and so will you." "What's happening to me!?" "You really did die that day on
495...
"Who's Service?" "O.U.R.
"The fuck is that supposed to mean!?"
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"It means be careful what you wish for... you always get it! Hello Me, I'm what you become after you see through the illusion of the Time Hologram; After you transcend trancedation: beyond Maya, beyond Nirvana: this feeling sits; the High Indifference. Union with the Energized Space. Thought paddles navigating the non-point source of consciousness anywhere, everywhere, and omniwhere. never losing utter awareness of the equilibrium. Here's a tip fer ya junior... Awareness persisting within a flexible abstract concept ain't got shit to worry about!"
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"Well who are you then?"
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I just kinda chill here. It ain't exactly
the kinda gig I wanna ruin by asking too many petty questions; like the who's, when's,where's, or why's, but one thing I do know is that I have something for you... It's kinda the main reason for this
big whole
It may prick some...
Installing: Octave Seedling
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It's just a wee baby Meme now, but
you take care of it and it'll solve
that pesky Human Condition of yours.
Conceiving a 5 dimensional self
model with 2D mental processing
has caused this Samsara of yours; but this
Model should help you solve the
Cross' Illusion. Like the DNA told you and
Billy. Human's are the charges
of a cosmic big bomb: this object sparks your
fuse; no use trying to puff it
out now; best to learn how to enjoy the ride...
and let the great work accomplish
itself.
You mean the meaning of life is
to explode!?
Man...who'da thunk it? Well
I
guess I did, but still...!
"We Love You"
"Huh?..."
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"Can I ask a question...?"
"Fuckin' eh man, fire away."
"I know this is kinda silly after
everything I've
been through...but I gotta ask...are
You God?"
"Well that's kind of a vague question...are
you asking if I'm Yahweh...mate of
Asarte...who eventually was passed
on to the Christian's as their Creator.
The character they told you to
worship as a little Boy?"
"C'mon you know what I mean."
"Well lemme put it to you like this...If
you ever meet anything that claims
to be God...it's either lying or
drastically mistaken...One of the
consequences of consciousness is
ignorance of the events that led to your
ignition...you can't see until
you can see, y'know? So if there were an
actual conscious God he'd be honor
bound to be uncertain of his absolute
Identity..."
"God's an agnostic!?"
"Let's put it this way... Once something
thinks
That it knows what it is, It is
impossible
For it to know until it no longer
thinks
It knows.
Self-awareness can not be defined
It can only be used for perception.
Because the first cause hides
Until you no longer seek
And you seek until you realize
There's nothing to find.
You can only see it when you
Realize that you're looking for
its absence"
The Object the Subject is in
Always remains just larger
Than the subject's cognitive limits
Or
The part that is aware
Is always just smaller
Than what it is aware of
"Since the gradiation of awareness
Fading to non awareness
Defines the shape
Awareness cannot see the shape
But it's curiosity leads to the
creation of a model of the shape,
And when the model is taken as
the actual shape,
You get the experience of pain
and suffering,
To turn off suffering...remember
The monitor is NOT the cpu
or of course, again and again:
"the menu is NOT the meal"
Intelligence exists in tandem with
Flexibly precise uncertainty.
Delusion exists in tandem with
belief in Knowledge of certain truth.
And thus ends O.U.R first lesson.
But there's something else isn't
there kid?"
"I dunno..."
"You mean you're gonna come all
the way out here,
and wuss out at the end? You did
this for a reason didn't you?"
"Yeah, but...it's silly..."
"Your as/if in communication with
the unconscious identity of all sentient
beings who ever have and ever will...
now THAT'S silly...just spit it out kid..."
"Well...um...okay..."
"I guess I just wanted to say...Mom,
I really do miss you...but I guess it's
about time to let go...I did my
best...I don't remember a lot, but I did the
best I could with what I had...I
hope it was enough...Goodbye Moms, I love you
too..."
Subject-Object Schism resolution
download complete.
You may now return to your body.
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"When" "I" "returned" "to" "my" "fictional" "body" a song was claiming it's emancipation from my lips, and I was holding a pretty picture... Ghost's spit at the noon,
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I stated my conclusion.
"I am that is?"
"Ah-ah-ah RGC"said
MCE "speak English
in the prime of E, and tell me
what you really see." Breaking
the rhyme, just in time, we agreed.
"I seem to possibilize."
"Though" said MY voice from all
points beyond
"At the source, identity must meld,
where no "I"s appear held"
At which point Speaking became obsolete
and I dunno if we all said it at
once or we all finally shut up
long enough for unmoving honesty to shed
perpetual fog, but either way,
the river of identity revealed it's source...
A perception of possibilation containing
self-aware energy
Identifies itself with: A tendency
towards the perception of the
conceptualization of possabilization
containing self aware energy
Which identifies itself with: The
recursive flow of
A consciousness of the tendency
towards the perception of the
conceptualization of possabilization
containing self aware energy.
Which needn't identify with anything other that it's non self.
But of course this is where it all
began, ended, and persisted...the
recreation of the original fall...
the biggest bang...
The hallucination had merged with
the creation,
The creation had merged with the
creator,
The creator had merged with the
originator,
But instead of the planned re-unification,
there was a karmic equation...
The 4 made a 5th
A Primordial Individualization,
Fast developing a consciousness
of an unbound self
The Birth of Jokeland. A Consciousness
Without Object reaching out from
the ethereal world to YOUR world.
A story about the creation of stories.
The fluid the meta-metaphor blooms
within...waiting for...well y'know...BOOM!
How would the unified consciousness
of all sentient beings pull itself
back together?
Like This?
What would it say to itself??
Would it say...
...?
Though I kinda doubt it would say:
"The US created the WE created the
I which has been separated into YOU me,
he, she and all other: only the
eyes of Baby Gods can touch these signals.
your Bodies are eggs; incubating
your Spirits until they can support
themselves without the mammal nursery.
if properly developed, death will be
your birth into a dimension without
restraint: or more specifically; you'll
become aware that's where you've
been all along, and you'll learn to
transcend life as experience and
become the becoming of becoming without
even having to try. The "Supercontext"
is becoming aware of it's identity
as the animating force of all living
things and Seeking to expand it's
rate of condensation: it's placed
itself in your direct zone of visual
consumption...where are you now,
but here, these words:::why here:::why these
words:::Addressing everyone at
once:::The freshly formed temporary mask of
the 5th asks those miraculously
within it's presence; those predestined for
over wealmingly trancedant disclosures
of possibility and staggeringly
vivid awareness of time/space unity..."
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"You, Writer, Reader, Star Speeder.
If I'm everyone...
Who are you?"
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me either...
It's 15 times until tomorrow and 3 seconds before death.
TO BE CONTINUED!
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