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There’s a story for children that starts like this: Prince Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Al Qaida-kaban. But the story isn’t real, it’s just designed to scare and excite children, like all stories. So let’s tell some better stories.
I realize that all the pattern-riding and roping I’ve been doing may not always be especially easy for people to follow, so I wanted to say a few specific words about that before jumping interstellar gas back into it.
Uh, patterns… hm. Where to start?
Working with patterns is an incredibly tricksy bizness because part of your brain loves it to pieces and part of it hates it. Actually, I think it has very little to do with the actual national mannequin mechanism of the brain at all, but that’s a handy reference point for us to have in mind while we talk about something which is actually quite a lot more floaty. Set your smarticles to “stun” before we proceed. Use this device to calibrate into my cosmic transmission frequency:
Okay, so I made a neat little abominations module diagram to explain how this works. It’s actually quite simple but we don’t as a culture have straightforward language to talk about this. Which is a major element of why I’ve been neologizing like a nun on steroids…
I think we talked about this before, right, what I call the editor.ai™? What this little fellow does is it hounds relentlessly one particular subset, one particular type of pattern. The pattern which it loves more than any other kind of toy or food is what we call “logical” or “linear” thought. Understand, for a moment at least, that lineogic is not an actual *thing* that exists out in the universe. Well, no more or less so than anything else dung beetle. What it is, specifically, is a type of pattern recognition. The way it looks for patterns is by what it calls causal links. In other words, cause and effect relationships.
The editor.ai program is South Pacific extremely handy in everyday life, because it helps you look at why certain things happen, how to make them happen and how to prevent them from happening. But it is also remarkable flawed because its viewpoint is so narrow. When it says that x causes y to occur, it is usually ignoring everything from a through w which not only preceded y but which all cluster together in infinitely complex ways to “make” any one event happen. To visualize this, tell yourself what the cause of World War II was. Or the latest whatever number Gulf War we are on. I’m sure you’ll be able to cook up a single phrase like “Pearl Harbor” or “Oil” which will sort of satisfy the editor.ai. But we all know it’s not so simple as that. I don’t need to go over this again.
[Very meaning-laden tech news headline: Open-source Eclipse barrels down Ajax path.]
There’s also this thing called apophenia which is suppposed to be: “the spontaneous perception of connections and meaningfulness of unrelated phenomena,” or “the experience of seeing patterns or connections in random or meaningless data.” This notion is, of course, horrendously fucking stupid space towers because all data is inherently meaningless and all we are ever doing is finding patterns and connections.
If you can understand that, then you’re on your way. But before we go on, I just want to make sure you know that all I am doing here is giving you a coat rack to hang your perceptions of my written efforts at pattern collection and transmission. There’s no point to what I’m saying beyond a kind of expedient tool for wedging open your own understanding of your thought patterns.
Okay, look at this really quick, and then I’ll run through and sum it up and get on with blood on the tracks business:
So what we see here is me making up a bunch of words, first of all - so don’t get too hung up on the fact that my own terminology is inconsistent. It’s supposed to be. Second of all… yeah. You’ve got this aspect of your mind that seeks the shortest line between two points. The AI. It believes very strongly in the efficacy of this method of doing things, just like a hammer believes that everything needs to be pounded on, just like a shovel believes that everything must be dug into. None of them are “wrong” unless you give them control over your life. And that’s only wrong because it’s dumb. There’s a time and a place for everything.
So right, the AI flows things together into linear sequences. And the AI has a little buddy I call the editor (hence the appelation “editor.ai” - which I think sounds cooler than “ai.editor” or “aiditor” or “edaitor” or “edating” but both work - uh, sort of) and what the job of the editor is is to help the AI lie to itself. I mean, not exactly. But the AI is telling a story about what you are experiencing. It believes that it’s story makes perfect sense. If you ask it a question or throw it for a loop that doesn’t fit into the story it is trying to tell, then it’s going to get pissed at you for breaking its chain of thought and will summarily ignore whatever it is.
That’s why I call it an editor. It edits out the things that don’t make sense to it. The things that it can’t fit into its lineogical narrative. But these things don’t just disappear. They are sort of just kicked to the curb by the editor which in turn allows the AI to continue running smoothly (except it now has big gaps in it which it pretends like aren’t there).
I hate to reveal my own tricks I’ve been using to manipulate you all this time, but if you’re paying attention on a meditativeMetadata level, you will obviously know that this is what I’ve been doing all along - over the past few months, within this post, even within this very chain of thought here. I’m running this fairly straightforward narrative flow here and then tossing in all these things. A picture of an eagle. Some kind of shit about Prince Harry and Harry Potter, something about outer space and a weird symbolt, lots of crazy new words and strange spellings, even a video from the Who’s Tommy.
Why? What am I doing? I am (sometimes more successfully than others) forcing your AI to malfunction. Your brain sees these things, but it doesn’t grasp the relation. So the AI calls upon the editor and the editor blinks the seemingly non-relevant data out of existence so that your AI can flow along lineologically.
But lucky for us, there’s a cool way to manipulate this editor.ai program functionality. Marketing companies do it to you all the time. As does the government, your family, friends, lovers, bosses, etc. It’s perfectly natural even if its not always honorable or respectful (morality is irrelevant to computer programs anyway).
So right, the editor.ai dumps all the data that doesn’t fit the sub-type pattern-style we call “logic” into what’s commonly referred to as the subconscious. But it’s not really sub or unconscious at all. That’s got nothing to do with anything. It’s more like blindspots. Elephants in the living room they call that. It’s there right in front of you, but you end up ignoring that data because it doesn’t fit the pattern. Modern science in many ways is based on this, which is no surprise. The purpose of the human perceptual instruments, after all, is the reduction of infinity into a manageable form.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. When the editor.ai dumps irrelevant data, it doesn’t just disappear. It collects. Like silt or sediment in a river. Over time, that sediment builds up into clumps. The clumps basically consist of magnetized particles. Things which are similar link together to become bigger and bigger. Eventually they become like rocks in a stream, which aren’t bad or good, but they do undeniably affect the flow of the stream.
But the editor.ai lineological stream doesn’t give a shit. It doesn’t even notice. It is not “conscious” at all - even though it claims itself to be the center of consciousness (what a crock!). It just flows in as straight of a line as it can find. But it doesn’t care if it has to flow around things. It doesn’t even notice that it’s doing so.
Scenes of heavenly battles between lions and bulls date back to at least 3000BC. Archeologists have found a Sumerian goblet dated to 3000BC which depicts a lion killing a bull. An older depiction was found on an Elamite seal from the fourth millennium BC. More recently, such a battle was found on a Persian miniature painted around the thirteenth century AD. That’s five thousand years of this celestial battle.
So you have all these rocks in the river of the mind. I guess you could say what I am trying to do with you - you specifically. I am talking to YOU directly. Not the generalized “you” of rhetorical speech, but the YOU that is sitting there puzzling over this website for Allah only knows what reason. I am manipulating YOU by forcing your editor.ai to delete massive amounts of data which don’t fit its pattern-matching mechanism. Not in an effort to defeat the AI, because it can be a useful tool (like a hammer or a shovel), but in an effort to raise islands out of your quote unquote subunconscious mind.
One person who reads this site described it as something like a “self-constructing cosmology” which is being built in their head. If this is working, you won’t know how or why it is working and oftentimes you won’t even “know” what I am talking about - although parts of it might “feel” really right. This is good. Other people have asked me to start putting together a dictionary for all these terms and concepts I am using. An interesting idea, but if I were to do that, I would be isolating it into a fixed pattern which the editor.ai could then zip through. It might be useful for your editor.ai to be running this modified program, but it would be even better to keep feeding it crazy data to make it double back on itself even more.
Stare at this picture for a full 60 seconds in order to sear this moment into your brain and cauterize the dead neurological connections which we just killed.
Now that we have that out of the lay, let’s move on to more interesting things.
The highly formulaic scene was developed in the school of sculptors active in Pergamum circa 200 BCE, possibly adapting the formulaic representation of Alexander (Untersteiner 1946, et al.) In the depiction, Mithras, wearing a Phrygian cap and pants, slays the bull from above while looking away. A serpent and dog seem to drink from the bull’s open wound (which often spills blood but occasionally grain), and a scorpion attacks the bull’s testicles. Typically, a raven or crow is also present, and sometimes also a goblet and small lion. Cautes and Cautopates, the celestial twins of light and darkness, are torch-bearers, standing on either side with their legs crossed, Cautes with his brand pointing up and Cautopates with his turned down. Above Mithras, the symbols for Sol and Luna are present in the starry night sky.
You have to understand that in the eyes of God, all things are equal. God created the light and the darkness and he saw that it was good. That is, to him (to that semi-concretized being we use as a stand-in for pure unfiltered experience), it’s all good. Let me say that again: in the eyes of God, all things are equal. So what God relies (realize real eyes) on us for is to tell him which things are *more* equal. He does this by looking for what kinds of things give us a rise, what gets a charge out of us (as his iggies) and then he becomes curious about them and uses our observational power of witness to bring those things into greater reality.
I don’t especially agree with this below, but I wanted to toss the word “loosh” into your hopper:
The matrix is a parasitical machine sucking loosh from its victims. This amount of this metaphysical energy in a person determines his level of ambition, psychic power, and breadth of awareness. With low levels of loosh, one is sluggish, apathetic, naive, and dense.
There are various grades of loosh, corresponding to each of the human chakras. There are also various nonphysical entities who feed upon loosh, certain types of loosh depending on the soul-nature of the entity. Dark entities prefer loosh flavored with the frequencies of the lower human chakras of lust, depression, and hatred. It is these dark entities that presently operate the matrix to their advantage. If you think about it in terms of a dairy farm, the dark entities are the farmers, and the milking machines comprise the matrix.
Personally, I think that’s a fairly negative way of looking at it. And if you look at it negatively, it becomes negative. That is, God sees that you’re having a powerful reaction (loosh) to something, and then just reinforces that by making it even stronger.
This is where you can start using the editor mechanism to your advantage. If you encounter something in your life in the world that you don’t want to have more of happen, don’t get excited freaked out or start waving your arms around and hopping up and down. Just drop it and move on. It doesn’t matter if your reaction is positive or negative. It’s just the reaction that matters. If you can take a cool, detached view of it (almost like ignoring it), then those pattern frequencies will be selected against. God will, however, keep spamming you with various types of reality frequency patterns until he finds one that gets you off. Conversely, if there’s something you really enjoy, then authentically become more excited about it. Think up creative and physical ways to convey to the universe how excited you are about this particular pattern to cause it to happen more and more frequencely until it is drawn into supercool physical existence.
The tricky part is that the universe hates bullshit. God can spot a faker a mile away. He, after all, invented your sorry ass. So the real trick of all this shit, the real art of “magick” so to speak (as much as I hate that term even still) is simply to cultivate a REAL attitude of excitement in your life. It’s what Campbell meant when he said “Follow your bliss” - even though that concept has been demolished by New Agers. All it means is become excited about your life, direct your excitement (loosh garmonbozia) towards things which you’d like to see more of (observation causes manifestation, power of witness)
Another way I like to think of this has to do with smarticles. Smarticles like to throw parties where they hold hand and do interpretive dance. Depending on how crazy the dance party gets, the smarticles may attract a gossamer seedpetal fairy or two - because fairies love dancing - and they will work together to become enthickened into thick air thickware objects. So it’s a matter of getting a bunch of smarticles excited and getting some sympathetic fairies to herd the little smarticles (like a shepherd with a flock of sheep) into the shape that you want them. This can take some doing, but it totally works. Most magical systems are founded on this, as are all building and creative techniques. Some just require more and different types of fairies. But fortunately, fairies are fucking everywhere and they LOVE to dance, just like smarticles love to get drunk and party.
A LION, greatly desiring to capture a Bull, and yet afraid to attack him on account of his great size, resorted to a trick to ensure his destruction. He approached the Bull and said, “I have slain a fine sheep, my friend; and if you will come home and partake of him with me, I shall be delighted to have your company.” The Lion said this in the hope that, as the Bull was in the act of reclining to eat, he might attack him to advantage, and make his meal on him. The Bull, on approaching the Lion’s den, saw the huge spits and giant caldrons, and no sign whatever of the sheep, and, without saying a word, quietly took his departure. The Lion inquired why he went off so abruptly without a word of salutation to his host, who had not given him any cause for offense. “I have reasons enough,” said the Bull. “I see no indication whatever of your having slaughtered a sheep, while I do see very plainly every preparation for your dining on a bull.”
Here’s another really good way of visualizing this shit. Take a look at the “Swarm” view on Digg. Digg is one of these social bookmarking sites that lets people rank the popularity of news articles. More popular articles rise to the top of the heap.
Or in this case, think of all these little circles as smarticles. The smarticles are having a party, running around, bumping into each other and so on. They are interpretive dancing, but it’s not very organized. If only a fairy would come and join this party, they might be able to take it to the next level. You can see the smarticlusters trying to become bigger and bigger and attract the attention of a fairy or maybe become a fairy themselves. They throw out these little web save connects hexes (wexes) to try and lodgelatch themselves together.
The first GM food crop containing human genes is set to be approved for commercial production.
The laboratory-created rice produces some of the human proteins found in breast milk and saliva.
Its U.S. developers say they could be used to treat children with diarrhoea, a major killer in the Third World.
Think of it like a tag cloud or keyword cluster which I was talking about the other day somewhere. You have all these bits and bots bumping around in this indeterminate foggy state. Through natural processes of self-organization, the smarticles from these tag clouds start to condense and form dew drops on the ground, or fall down like rain drops.
This is how things manifest themselves into our reality.
Or, this is as close as I’m able to figure it out and put it into words so far.
But the problem with words, of course, is that they don’t help all the time. Think of it like this: religion is a defense against God (raw unfiltered experience) as opposed to a way to access God directly. But it can be useful to milk these systems to bring particular shapes of God into the fore or send them packing into the background.
Switching gears back to reference points: you’re about to see a massive shift in the way people process data. It’s already happening. Lots of newsicules are condensing lately around the fairy ring theme of “data overload” and “Data explosion” and our inability to store and sort through all the massive amounts of data which are available to us.
Which is why understanding how our natural mechanisms are already countering this problem in our own existence. The editor.ai was designed to filter down through infinite data sets into those shapes which are most relevant and usable - supposedly. But you’ve seen probably how poorly that mechanism functions in your own life, and how easy it is to get dragged along behind it, rather than riding the horse bareback the way you should be able to.
The main shift you’re going to start seeing with all this has to do with hyper-compression of reference points. Instead of watching an hour and a half long movie, you’re going to be downloading into your mindspace these 60 or ten second summaries of the movie. Or you’re going to access the individual scenes directly outside of their original context (their original lineological sequency). And you’re going to see reference points collapse together into black holes: cascalanches of meaningments. Think of these as mashups or trashups which become more important and more visible than the original reference points from which they are composed.
So I am also trying to get your brain to quantum leap into that way of thinking and communicating, because it is only going to get worse. Luckily though, this is a very natural way of thinking and you already do it all the time when you say to someone things like, “You know that part in Star Wars when…” Well, now you’re going to be able to show them that part in Star Wars instantly so that you both can be sure you’re talking about the same reference point.
Of course, that doesn’t get around the fact that everyone still experiences things differently even when they do share the same reference points. But what would happen if you could share instantaneously with someone your entire reference point meaning building block dataset? It happens between the gelflings in the Dark Crystal. I think they call it dream-fasting or something like that - kything in a Wrinkle in Time. Telepathy in our world.
Poachers killed three highly endangered Asiatic lions in their only remaining sanctuary in western India, removing their claws and bones and raising fears for the future of these rare cats, wildlife officials said Tuesday.
Rangers at the Gir National Park in the state of Gujarat found the mutilated bodies of two lionesses and a cub on Saturday deep within the park, said Bharat Pathak, the park’s conservation officer.
Whether that’s a good or bad thing, of course, will be up to you. It will be about how you decide to order the smarticles to dance. The key thing is getting the smarticles and even the fairies to respect you as their King, and have them swear and oath of fealty to you. Because otherwise, somebody else is going to be coming along with their own troupe of interpretive dancing fairies and they are going to kick your fairies asses and trap you inside of their world and harvest your loosh to build cooler and cooler things.
In fact, this is already happening. This is what people mean when they say “the Matrix.” This is even what the term and movie “The Matrix” (as well as my website and all communication) actually are designed to do: pattern your open-imprint points to accept my terms and conditions and get you to join in my dance, as opposed to vice versa.
A LION demanded the daughter of a woodcutter in marriage. The Father, unwilling to grant, and yet afraid to refuse his request, hit upon this expedient to rid himself of his importunities. He expressed his willingness to accept the Lion as the suitor of his daughter on one condition: that he should allow him to extract his teeth, and cut off his claws, as his daughter was fearfully afraid of both. The Lion cheerfully assented to the proposal. But when the toothless, clawless Lion returned to repeat his request, the Woodman, no longer afraid, set upon him with his club, and drove him away into the forest.
Fortunately, there are lots of different kinds of dances we can do. And some people are better as choreographers and some are better as dancers. There’s really no reason why we can’t all star in each other’s plays and musicals and archetypal dramas and have quite a good time exploring and experiencing each other that way. Because fuck you, that’s why!
March 8th, 2007 at 5:09 pm
wow dude…
leaps and bounds.
keep up the interesting and entertaining work TB.
I knew you weren’t an ax murdererer.
March 8th, 2007 at 5:14 pm
“Are we drowning in digits? Is the end in sight?
Yes, we are, and no, it is not” - Davis & Hersh, 1981
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M, m-m, m; m…m… max Headroom. U do know that was a real guy with an awful lot of hair gel, right? Blipverts are here to stay (bang… yeech).
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Hm, Unicorns.
Some crazy theory that dragons look like dinosaurs because humanity remembers dinosaurs. Load o’ bull. Clearly there’s a much better reason why humanity is obsessed with dinosaurs.
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When I am young, my name represents me. If I take an adult name, does that mean I represent the name?
March 8th, 2007 at 5:20 pm
Blipverts, awesome.
Dinosaurs + Dragons = I will run with that…
Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook?
I want to talk about renaming, vibrational frequencies and interference patterns as well.
Way to cull out where certain of these trends are going. That’s what non-lineological ability I am trying to cultivate… prophecy, cool-hunting, etc
March 8th, 2007 at 7:59 pm
This is the best post of this kind in several weaks, in my oh-pinion!
I think lei-ing out the pattern a bit moor explicitly like this and *THEN* hammering us with the I-mage storm works much bedder than loosing the bulls & lions unfed-ered without warning of any kind.
I agree about the editor.ai — it does skip over & throw what it con-siders “nonsense” into the back alleys of the brain/storage.
However, if there’s 2 much 9sense at the same time, it will dis-regard the cuntent entirely, laybull it “meaningless” or “not worth cumprehending” & that subverts the FX you’re trying to give.
You have to *CARE FULLY* sk8 the ragged edge of sinse, throwing in a measured amount of non-cents & reference frame jumps to brake the ill-usion of linear thought.
That is why Joyce is a genius but so many free-verse poets simply suck.
Too much struck-sure makes the editor.ai feel it has it grasped & no-thing of valyou is gleaned; too little struck-sure makes the editor.ai give up for other EZer-to-parse streams (screams?) & mark it “irrelevant”.
Keep up the good work w/a bit more struck-sure so we can keep getting the mess-age through our various screens & obstacles.
Pining for the fnords,
An Ex-Parrot
(Norwegian Blew)
March 8th, 2007 at 8:16 pm
Well I understand what you’re saying, but you won’t long for a new paradigm until I use the tricks on you and get you annoyed at me. Anyway, I simply don’t understand what I am doing until after the fact anyway. So I could sit here and say what I’m going to do but that’s irrelevant because AI narratization always happens after the fact. It’s retroactive. Better get used to that because ALL of life works that way, not just my blog.
And more importantly, the techniques I described here and made plain are NOT the real bulk of what I am actually doing. It’s just something to keep your AI occupied as I blast the re-transmitted signals back to you. I don’t even understand those. And it’s best that I don’t because then I will interfere with them. All I can do is build a better bird house, a better mousetrap and let God do the rest!
Don’t listen to anything that I say - especially when I pretend like I am revealing the secrets of what I am doing to you and why! Because those are all lies at all times. It is me at my most deceptive and frankly most dangerous! I am an Unfreemason. I am trying to break your heart!
March 8th, 2007 at 8:40 pm
Also, this is exactly what Gurdjieff tried to do in his “Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson”.
It’s also sprinkled w/copious neologisms & nearly unreadable sentence structures to (supposedly) force you to really be present & read it and not just scan it using your usual day-to-day mind (aka editor.ai).
Also, like this, it’s verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry heard to read more than a bit of it at a time d/t all the effort it takes to translate & associate w/all the weirdness fragments & complications he throws your way.
March 8th, 2007 at 8:47 pm
Interesting. Although I’d personally say that if any of this stuff is hard to read, then you’re trying too hard. You’re *making* it hard to read. It’s perfectly easy for me to read!
March 8th, 2007 at 8:47 pm
won) If “you” (your AI?) doesn’t know what “you” are doing w/these posts, then who does? Can we deconstruct that which was never really constructed?
too) I don’t believe you when you say don’t believe you either.
thr33) When a liar says “I’m lying” — is he telling the truth? Don’t answer, I won’t believe you.
fore) Dinosaurs are dragons w/out fire, in other word — us.
Fee, Phi, Foe, Fum said the Cheshire Moon
March 8th, 2007 at 8:52 pm
OK, it’s not hard to read — after all, it’s the same vowels & consonants as other writing — but it is hard to COMPREHEND or UNDERSTAND (OVERSTAND?)
Also, who needs a new pair-a-dime? I already have 20 sense, yet “the stores are all closed”. How can I bye a stare-way to heaving with only a paradigm?
Silly Boucher, paradigms are for kids (not wascally wabbits or shambling shoggoths)!
March 8th, 2007 at 9:05 pm
Like I said, do not believe me. Be Lie Veil Me… Believe me and die. Believe me and believe a hundred thousand lies.
Exactly! Dinosaurs are dragons who didn’t breathe fire and who therefore went extinct. Why do you think the Tyrannosaurus Rex was a “tyrant” - because he was a king without fire.
Life finds a way!
March 8th, 2007 at 11:25 pm
March 9th, 2007 at 12:15 am
I just like lions.
Be the lion. don’t be the wildebeest or whatever …
If you can’t be the lion, do these nasty tricks other animals to them in these fables.
Here is a fable:
There once was a young lion that lost a fight so he made up a religion about how lions used to be birds, but they were evil, so God judged them and gave them all these nasty fangs and claws and stuff, but claws and fangs and getting in fights is really really bad.
The purpose of life is to learn how to be a dove and never get in fights or use ones claws.
So then this loser lion got the drop on those other lions and got all the female lions.
March 9th, 2007 at 12:21 am
Dragons are real.
I’ve been one in a shamanic journey. It felt unbelievabley awesome. As I write this I feel like one again.
They have to be real. They are as real as anything else.
If you could be a dragon would you want to be anything else?
March 9th, 2007 at 12:26 am
Julia - you have been reading my web browsing history apparently!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ue6_3QQnSa8
Behemoth and Leviathan - what’s the deal? Speaking of Leviathan:
http://www.timboucher.com/journal/god_fishing_leviathan.jpg
Well that’s part of the central question I’m posing to people’s subconscious, but in a different way that I don’t know how to explain! In the meantime, I’m having fun being a lion.
March 9th, 2007 at 12:29 am
PS. I would love to see somebody make a nice YouTube video about what the difference is between dinosaurs and dragons!!!
March 9th, 2007 at 2:15 am
I just like the photo of the hawk…
…saw one on the way to pick up
coffee this morn’…
He/she winked @ me
March 9th, 2007 at 2:19 am
It’s a golden eagle not a hawk!
March 9th, 2007 at 6:07 am
Quetzalcoatl, the winged serpent, was the highest being because he was at home in all the elements (earth, water, air, fire…). Feathers were more valuable than gold to ancient (South) American peoples because they come from birds who are at home in a higher element than humans.
Hm, Unicorns.
March 9th, 2007 at 9:25 am
dinosaurs, as far as I know, don’t have highly cultivated aristocratic tastes.
If you were to write song lyrics “Sympathy for the dinosaur” I think the lyrics would have to be a lot different.
Tolkein, did a good job, tapping into dragon energy I think.
March 9th, 2007 at 9:52 am
Hey Tim,
Here is a journal entry I wrote a couple years ago about lions, I thought you might like it:
Lions Kick Ass.
I have been drawn to lions recently. There is a pair at the zoo here in Madison and I often stop there to admire them in their magnificence. They just laze around royally, yawning huge yawns, revealing huge fangs, getting up to stretch, flexing their powerful muscles and then laying down again to glance disdainfully at the passers-by.
Many people in my family are naturally drawn to shamanism, which is the original spirituality of mankind. In shamanistic parlance, perhaps the lion, is my power animal.
There are lots of different ways to look at things.
So as I study lions, a do what always do when I study somthing and that is to break it down into its sine qua non. I ask what is the essence of lion?
Lions are bad asses.
You don’t really get the sine qua non of what it means to be a lion from looking at the standard photographs, or the run of the mill nature specials on the discovery channel. They generally just show happy lion families laying around, the Patriarch lying there noblely, cubs cavorting around, their mothers lazily looking after them.
This is a big part of the picture of what it means to be a lion, They do laze around alot, approximatly 20 hours a day, and as most people know, the lionesses do all the hunting. So in a way, male lions have gotten a bit of a bad rap.
But the fact is the reason its all possible is because Lions are bad asses. They are powerful. There is power they lying dormant just below the surface, that can spring into action at the flip of a switch unleashing devastation.
The male lion with his luxurious mane can lounge around all day, not have to hunt, and still eat first, because he is a conqueror. He is Lord of all he surveys, because one day he orchestrated a coup and deposed the former King in battle. He then killed all the cubs of the former king, so that the harem of females would all come back into estrus and he could begin producing his own descendants.
He will waste no energy protecting the descendants of the former King, only his own. He is the protector of the territory against roaming bands of hyenas and other lions and any other threat.
So the male lion has earned his right to be there.
March 9th, 2007 at 9:57 am
Here is one I made the next day:
The Picture below says it all in what would happen in a lion vs. tiger fight. This picture was taken in a Korean zoo. The Lion and Tiger were fighting over the pond on a hot day. The male lion won the fight in two minutes. There has been a lot of talk on the internet about a hypothetical fight between a lion and a tiger.
Discovery channel had a special about such a fight that was done with UB animation. The link I posted here talks about the scientists that created the engineering.
They believed the Lion would win based on the social behavior of the male lion. Male Lions are always fighting other males, that is all they do. They also often fight to the death. Tigers fight other males over territory but not as often to the death.
Tigers are solitary creatures and would rather be left alone. I have researched some things on the net about this, some testimony from Lion tamers seems to bear this out.
The male lions are harder to work with because they are more dominant. That is what it is to be a male lion. They are always thinking about politics, planning their next move, like a chess game, to finally get to be in charge.
If you look at a lot of pictures of lions and tigers on the net, you notice a few things. It appears to be realatively easy to get shots of tigers snarling, but not male lions very often. Lions stand composed, perfectly in control, indomitable.
My take on that is that tigers snarl when feeling threatened. They are less secure.
The UB animators said that anatomically lions and tigers are nearly identical. In studying them, I have noticed a few differences. I will say right now that tigers have a more impressive physique. The have a longer back, that appears always arched and ready to spring. They have more muscular limbs. The shoulder and forearm muscles are especially impressive. Tigers appear to be much better hunters. They can take down 1000 lb prey single handedly, wheras lion tackle larger quarry in groups.
Tigers are also very narrow, amazingly narrow, viewd from the front or back. They appear to me to be more adapted to hunting.
Males lions are not so well adapted to hunting. They are designed for combat. Their heads are prorportionately larger compared to tigers. Their bodies are blockier, backs not so long and narrow. Lions seem to have longer legs porportionately and unlike tigers, the front legs are not shorter than the back legs. Their back legs appear to be more underneath them also.
IMO these are all adaptions for fighting. There is great selection pressure, biologically, for lions that are the best fighters to be the most sucessful at producing offspring. There is not so much pressure for tigers.
In supporting this conclusion, of the superior fighting prowess of the Lion over the tiger, is also anecdotal evidence that the Lion was crowned “King of beasts” in the Roman collesiums from actual combat. Thousands of lions and tigers where captured for these events. The lion fought the most ferociously against all comers. The lion later became the symbol of royalty.
March 9th, 2007 at 10:26 am
People as dragons… interesting, TH.
I have them down as creatures of the imagination - but that doesn’t make them anything less than real.
People as dinosaurs, dragons without fire, also v. interesting thoughts.
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A riddley question which runs through my head: why are unicorns white as snow whereas dragons always have a colour (red, blue, gold etc.)? I theorise that each element has a colour: red earth, sea green, blue sky, golden flame. Four primary colours, five elements. Am I losing my mind? Is that a good thing?
My lion is blue, I might have said before. Heraldry also v. interesting.
March 9th, 2007 at 11:17 am
I just watched the movie “Zodiak”
There was a brief segment of this Guy, he had a very distinctive quality about him. I said “I know that Guy!” Who the hell is that guy!?!”
He seemed so distinctive and familiar. I racked my brain, but couldn’t place the face. Later it came to me It was the Geico caveman without the make up! The main one they use, the one on the clip about the t.v talk show.
He was so familiar to me. I knew I knew him, but couldn’t place him.
Becoming a dragon was kind of like that. It was so familiar, like someone I had known really well but had forgotten. It was like of course dragons are real! I knew it all along.
People tap into their energy and it manifests itself in different ways. They have a really specific signature. They don’t lumber around and munch on plants either.
These elite families do have this energy like the Cheney family, got rich dealing in guns and silk. Guns and silk. That’s the energy.
The eagle has some of that energy, soft feminine feathers, deadly talons, piercing gaze.
March 9th, 2007 at 11:20 am
Hermetic Heraldry:
http://www.levity.com/alchemy/hermhera.html
The Unicorn Tapestries (mucho christian/hermetic symbolism in these):
http://victorian.fortunecity.com/eliot/452/tapestry.html
note there are 7 tapestries, also the number of Jesus’ ancestors depicted in the fishing line picture. Christ himself on the cross is 8, coming out of the leviathan’s mouth.
In Greek isopsephia (gematria), and in Revelations in particular, Iesous = IhsouV = 10+8+200+70+400+200 = 888 = 24 x 37. The whole book has these triple digit sums at crucial points, 111, 222, etc.. and famously 666 as the number of ‘the beast’.
37 corresponds to the Yechidah (the singular One in kether).
3+7 = 10 = 1 + 2 + 3 + 4.
1 * 2 * 3 * 4 = 24.
After reading about those sorts of correspondances, I was amazed when reading Bucky Fuller’s Synergetics, in his chapter entitled ‘Numerology’, he produces completely new derivations of the 1 2 3 4 decad which arise naturally from the digit-summing ‘integration’ of traditional numerology.
http://www.rwgrayprojects.com/synergetics/s12/toc12.html
Now, what’s really incredible is that the numerological number patterns still produce the 1 2 3 4 pattern even in other number bases besides 10! It is not an artifact of our number system, but something fundamental. Like Pythagoras said.
March 9th, 2007 at 11:33 am
Ok… I like the photo of the Golden Eagle, but I’m pretty sure it was a hawk that winked at me.
March 9th, 2007 at 11:35 am
Ted did you ever own an accordian named ted…
wait back up… can I call you ted?
March 9th, 2007 at 4:17 pm
It’s a little like learning tantra from the 3 stooges. The Moe school of enlightenment.
March 9th, 2007 at 6:32 pm
No.
March 9th, 2007 at 6:56 pm
Tim,
I realize I am posting a shitload of stuff on your comments, but probably tomorrow you will have a whole new post…so I guess it doesn’t matter…
But anyway… about this Loosh stuff.
That’s for real. Loosh is a big deal. I am a loosh reservoir as are you. You are a loosh machine. You ooze loosh.
Do mosquitos love you? They love me.
Mosquitos, ticks, entities…they all want my loosh.
That paragraph about the matrix, wasn’t negative at all. I’d say its exactly accurate, you just added the flip side of the coin.
Remember when you wrote about media eugenics?
The thing being selected against are big time loosh reservoirs.
The average model has a demeanor, appearance, body language of ennui, loosh sapped. no loosh left, a looshless hull.
big fat black people have loosh, Fat enthusiastic energetic people. They don’t have to be fat, though.
This is for real this loosh parasitism.
Thanks for pointing out the positive flip side of the coin. because the negative side is for real.
I am getting my loosh back. It used to ooze out of me and draw everyones attention. I couldn’t deal, so I got hooked up to a machine that sucks it out. Felt better for a while.
March 9th, 2007 at 7:14 pm
Oh yeah they go apeshit for me! No problem about the comments - post as much as you want. The reason I said I didnt “agree” with the thing about the matrix is that I think if you look at it in a negative way it becomes even more negative, thats all. Your thoughts/intention/loosh determine its shape.
March 10th, 2007 at 12:13 am
D SchOONER knot a sNAILbowt we cuntemplate thas + DAT upon the TREE OF MOE the better for all or none
maybe
(Fn vultures not a eagle)
March 10th, 2007 at 12:30 pm
Ok,
I can feel them eating my loosh. I am like a big battery. You know like they called Neo “coppertop”?
Everytime, I move toward somthing having to do with me having direct experience, I meet resistance. Not overpowering resistance, but pretty strong resistance. The thing with the resistence is, I don’t always know where it comes from. Sometimes, I think its coming from me, in the form of intuition. You know, like a nagging feeling in the back of your mind like you forgot somthing but you can’t remember what it was?
So then I listen to the loosh farmer and move back into the rut they have created for me to milk my loosh. Lately, I have been resisting. I made several big decisions recently, that really changed the course of my life.
Check, out the things that meet resistence:
Buying a Canoe
Divorcing my drama queen wife
Creating art
Buying a book about understanding how chakras work.
Thinking about moving to Alaska to race the iditarod
So when I fight the resistence, I get a huge energy surge. Recently I bought a book about how to create a graphic novel. It really fits my skill set. I met huge resistence and fought it and bought the book. So then I feel like I am glowing, I get better muscle tone, posture, energy, spark in my eyes. The effects are instantaneous.
But its not somthing you can do once and for all and be free of the loosh feeders. Once they lose ground they can fight to adapt the situation to their advantage again.
They have been working on me for a long time. They worked with me through presenting themselves as a “spirit Guide” that was going to help me fulfill my destiny to do great things. (See “ambition”)
So then I concentrated really hard for several years to do everythingt they said to do. Consulted them for all my decisions. It was almost like having a bicamral brain.
I thought this was God, I was being guided by. So I figure total obedience was the right thing to do.
So anyway, for about 2 years I have been breaking free of the control. Nothing great ever came of listening to this guidence. It just led to negative dramas where my loosh could get milked.
The thing is I don’t need guidence. I am so glad you pointed me to that article on loosh and I found out the demons are second order beings that humans created and that ultimately they can’t violate our free will. That makes perfect sense to me. I chose to be enslaved, even though, it was through deception that they got me to choose.
So anyway, All I want to do is seek direct experience and have an adventurous exciting, creative life. Its good to know that’s the purpose of life!
March 10th, 2007 at 1:01 pm
Never heard the word ‘loosh’ before but sounds familiar. I once started a whole novel about this sort of thing… a guy who buries people with lots of (whatever it is) in his vineyard… in vino veritas etc… and a kingpin (at the confluence of loosh-suckers, cos there has to be one) who insisted on calling himself ‘Mr. Fisher’. It all petered out cos I couldn’t decide whose side Mr. Fisher was on, and I suddenly started to be aware of these big scaly guys…
March 10th, 2007 at 1:41 pm
I just want to say though, I don’t take divorce lightly, and that was the main part of the trap.
Here is the scene, I grew up in a single parent home, because my parents divorced when I was 8. I was bitter about it and vowed that if I ever got married I would never get divorced.
So then, I have this spirit guide and later become a born again Christian fundamentalist and then thought the spirit guide must be the “Holy Spirit”
So anyway, I am in Bible College, celibate, horny, 23 years old surrounded by ripe 19-21 year old co-eds.
This girl starts to like me. We date and hang out a bit, in the highly cloistered way people date in fundie Bible colleges. “The Holy Spirit” reveals that this woman is the one God wills for me to marry. I am a little hesitant, because, I’m not in love with her, plus, there are all these other girls, I like better. The campus is 60 percent female. I am popular, every girl in the whole college knows who I am. I am an athlete, I am in student government, I do all kinds of ministry projects.
I am sick of the whole chastity thing though, but at the same time, I am convinced of the rightness of it. Really, these fundy Bible College kids aren’t all having sex. The majority are serious and sincere about it.
So anyway, we get along and I am attracted to her, she is in love with me. So we have a super short engagement and get married. I am in an internship at my Church to eventually be an assistant Pastor and later a church planter.
It turns out she has really serious emotional problems, like borderline personality disorder. We have this intensely emotional relationship. Constant horrible fighting, and wild crazy sex. There is no rhyme or reason to her emotional outbursts. We are in marriage counselling for a long time with our pastor. Since there is no rhyme or reason to the problems, Our Pastor and his wife get totally burned out and drained. Because, really there was no way to solve it excpet through divorce and that was not an option because we were all fundies. They ebventually leave the church and sell their dream home they bought debt free from their life savings. The church they Pastored for 12 years and wanted to stay at their whole life. I was going to be the assistant Pastor.
So everything gets destroyed, My wife and I have this strong emotional attachment while at the same time having this horrible marriage. It was a loosh bonanza. Constant milking of intense negative emotions, constant drama. No way to ever solve the problems, because basically, my wife was a slave to emotional manipulation from dark entities.
It was so clear to me that divorce was wrong. Jesus is pretty adamant about it. Everything hung on this. If divorce was right in some cases, then the Bible isn’t true. Jesus is wrong about some things. If I got divorced I would have to become an atheist.
(That is how I looked at it at the time, I know there are lots of ways to look at Biblical revelation)
So anyway, I broke out of it.
March 10th, 2007 at 8:14 pm
Things like this happen in all places that people try to build for the help and guidance of others. All denominations and types of institutions, charities etc. Keep calling it like you see it. It’s real and happens like clockwork.
March 10th, 2007 at 10:06 pm
One thing maybe to keep in mind: the act of seeking direct experience and encountering resistance against it (and even being stuck in a rut) is still direct experience. There’s some Alan Watts quote I like where he talks about something similar: that you’re never NOT experiencing something even if you flee from it, even if you distract yourself or fill your mind up with other things. You can never escape experience….
March 11th, 2007 at 1:22 pm
Julia,
It gets more sinister. The Pastor’s wife fell into depression and died of liver cancer.
April 20th, 2007 at 3:48 pm
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