I have it from a reliable source that Al Qaeda uses online e-greeting cards to spread their secret subversive messages and plan their terrorist attacks. While images of dancing bears and shiny cupcakes cloud the mind of ordinary mortals, murder lurks amidst the MIDI files. Beware of what you click on in your email inbox. They are phishing for your phucking soul. And they are going to suck it out through the straw they’ve built inside of you called “identity.” Identity is a shunt that they maintain in you from which they can suck out your energy and life force.

His name is Alfie Bautista. He’s an 8-year-old Portland boy with a huge smile, who loves music and reading. And for his entire life, he has needed to be fed through an intravenous line just to survive, because he was born with intestines that didn’t work.

Little Alfie now has his own intestines! Yay!

While my roomate was paying for beer last night at the corner store, I spotted yesterday’s issue of the Seattle Times. The one that read, “Bush says feds can open mail without warrant.” I started laughing.

Babies are ALL over the news the past few days. Have you noticed? Even just plays on the word baby. Quite prevalent. Birth and death. The deaths happening thick and furious in Louisiana and New Orleans specifically. A curfew is being considered. Yet another dry-hump attempt at martial law in the Big Easy.

The FBI thread is also running quite heavily lately. As are school shootings which are back in the public consciousness. Crazy weather is always a perennial favorite.

We’re supposed to believe that multi-culturalism is the cause of a lot of these types of problems (especially the weather). I think the reason I reacted so unfavorably to the movie Children of Men may be because of this underlying message which I think I have decoded. Or have begun to unravel at least. In one scene which is featured prominently in the trailer but is not quite as important in the movie itself (because they know more people ever see the trailer for a movie than the actual movie, so they can use it as yet another vehicle to disseminate their propagandized corporate contrived messaged), two of the main characters are talking about why “women can’t have babies anymore,” which is the plot of this poorly written and acted dystopian film, laden with twisted subconscious triggers at every turn. One character speculates that it has to do with radiation, genetic tampering, other man-made problems. Meanwhile, we’re lead to believe that this babyless future will for some reason be vehemently anti-immigrant. Which makes no sense because if your birth-rate has dropped to zero (or is declining as it is in most Western nations), then aren’t you going to *need* immigrants to come in and fill up that population gap? (PS. When you go to the movies you’re paying to see propaganda and then encouraged to think about whether or not you “liked it” rather than what it is actually designed to do to you while you’re not paying attention)

(But maybe the problem with immigrants is that they are not conditioned to exist within your culture. Their foreign language created a different configuration of linguistic consciousness which cause them to lack understanding of certain deeply ingrained underlying notions within the dominator culture. So you set your media to work immediately on their children and then wait for them to die out.)

Anyway I think the “secret message” of this movie may have been that it is the immigrants who caused the women to stop having babies. They came in and “polluted the blood-stream” so to speak. Which is why we’re supposed to think it is “ironic” when an immigrant is the one who gives birth to a baby which saves the day. Which is what movie reviews and reviewer superlatives are designed to do for movie viewers: help them frame their perception. Just like how laugh tracks were invented to tell audiences when to laugh. Because people don’t know themselves. Or that’s what they think anyway. Because people do actually know themselves, but they haven’t ever been taught to go in and untangle these emotional webs and double binds which are being foisted on them all the time. Instead they have always deferred to someone else, an expert or other person to frame their perception. We don’t have to force people into thinking certain things. You simply have to suggest it to them and then get them to think its their own idea. Then they become emotionally attached to it and attribute it to their own identity as its original source.

Hence is all our identities built. Identity is essentially an AI constructed out of cultural strands and patterns that are being threaded throughout your whole life by many people who seem to not be working in conjunction because they don’t know one another and have no pre-conceived plan. But the plan existed before them. The patterns run all the way back. Perhaps to the beginning of time.

But that would be to put it dramatically. Why does a coach teach a basketball player to play a certain way? Because their coach taught them, they refined it through life experience. And on and on and on all the way back to the person who invented basketball. What were they thinking? Does that even matter or have anything to do with what sprung up on top of it?

In fifteen years, the three biggest religions in America will be Mormonism, Scientology, and Dominionism, in that order.

Alexander Graham Bell thought he was sending “voice-shaped currents.” He also got heavily into UFO looking kites towards the end of his life…

Police in the UK are also thinking about installing new CCTV cameras sensitive enough to record conversations up to 100 yards away to thwart hooliganism but, wisely, are keen to have a national debate about it first.

The reason they have “national debates” about something is not so that the ordinary person is involved in the decision-making process. It’s so the ordinary person feels that they are. I had this happen to me once in a company I worked at: we had a company-wide meeting (small company, but everybody, the CEO was there and he was never there for shit), and they told us the regular workers, back-bone of the company who know the most about what actually happens that they had a plan. They told me the plan, asked me what I thought and I told them what I thought. They did it anyway. That’s how this shit works. Usually it drags out longer and longer and is turned into more of a circus though: hence national “debates” about things. They only have debates to make you think in certain ways (framing your perception) about things which they are most assuredly just going to do anyway.

Last night I dreamt of or conceived of something which I can only describe as “thick air.” Think of it like this. You have a three-dimensional computer interface which hangs in the air and which doesn’t rely on “virtual reality” technology gimmicks as we know them now. To press a button you don’t just point towards something and imagine you are touching it. You actually reach out into the air and press the button. You can feel it. It resists against the impositions of your finger, of your hand, of your arms, your mouth. It seems real, but it can be modulated according to the computer program to take another shape. It is not actually substantial.

I like this better, for evil, like love, proceeds from memory. In the absence of memory, there is no evil. Tsunamis aren’t evil, nor are piranha. You need a person for evil, someone capable of connecting the present to the past and future.

I have been having this experience of some foods lately: that they are not actually “real.” That they are something like this thick air. It seems substantial at first. But if you eat with a certain awareness, you can tell it’s made out of flavored paste or foam and then air and then nothing. Mutable excrement, man. Extruded from somewhere you didn’t expect exists.

When Philip K. Dick talked about the plasmate or the secret subversive group Aramchek in his novel Radio Free Albemuth what he was talking about is that there is only one real person. But there are many non-real immaterial people - thick air, perhaps, who believe themselves to be real. But as you become a “real” person what you begin to experience is that now that you are real, you are actually totally insubstantial altogether. “You” are nothing. “You” don’t exist. But reality, real people exist. The homoplasmate is simply reality that has bonded to a person and the person has become real because of it. Simple as that. But now that the person is real, they know they are actually nothing. Which is the opposite of the unreal person who believes themself to be real, but is not actually anything but perhaps an interference pattern within a signal. Most of us are noise. Reality is signal. Most of us are not getting the signal. Most of us are noise and you can tell because they/we talk like artificial intelligence algorithms. You know what they are going to say or think or feel (all roughly equivalent and inaccurately understood as the basis of the self) based on cues embedded within their linguistic constructs (a type of thick air), which indicate which patterns and cultural AI configurations they are running.

But Pinocchio can become a real boy. This is the esoteric secret of all religions. You are not real. But you can be. Other forces have tapped into this message though and use its promise to hang a hundred billion dangerous dreams upon. We call these dreams reality, but if and when you start to become real, you realize that they are not “real” because what is “real” is actually nothing. That is, it’s all one thing. When you become real you find out that there is only one real person and that you are it. But everyone else who becomes real finds that out as well. That there is only one real person and they are it. Hence you see false messiahs and demagogues spring up left and right, and they will be used or destroyed (usually both) by the technocracy-AI to push forward framed perceptual debates which help them drive the culture forward where they want it to go. There is only one real person, but every one is that person. Just most people don’t believe themselves to be. They believe themselves to be set apart, separate, to have an identity, and thoughts and opinions and all the rest. Many examples of the one real person could be found throughout history. The divine game player of reality has zoomed in on one consciousness to look out its eyes for a while and try to improve the world it created without directly interfering in it or in the rules which they needed to create so that this construct wouldn’t simply destroy itself, wouldn’t simply fly apart. Reality is a spam filter. God doesn’t want to get trash in his inbox. When you can prove to him that you’re actually a real person and not just trying to sell him Viagra and whatever it is people sell through spam anymore, then he will begin a dialogue with you (this has nothing to do with “originality” or anything retarded like that). Through that dialogue, you gradually become Him and He you, if you’re able to open yourself to it. Most people it destroys.

1. Many will enter. Few will win.
2. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
3. Because we are all carrying it together.
4. We’re all in this together!
5. You’re a prisoner walking through this world all alone.
6. Remember kids: multi-culturalism kills!

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