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Notes: Personal Universal



Stuff I wrote down for whatever reason:

Shaded areas dangerous “hot zones” with radiation, disease, aliens, outlaws, immigrants

Yoga used to combat alien DNA

Benjamin Afaik: man in late twenties, married for a few years, in a job and marriage with a baby. Did what he was supposed to do. But now has a strange loveless marriage and an alien child he’s not ready for. Too chicken shit to kill himself. Won’t leave his family destitute and poor. So he contemplates the “nirvana pill” to end his existential suffering. Loses empathy, the ability to feel, internal monologue. Becomes the model husband through the re-patterning (VR simulators) that go along with proper use of the drug.

They don’t care what we say: only want to copy our vocab, determine our value-system and use that to more effective tap into our uniquely developing marketing segment

The need for crime to identify boundaries of acceptable behavior within open moral system

Maybe Jesus didn’t want people to write the Bible, but that the life he lived, the example he set was just that - his life and he realized he had to act responsibly. But people demanded more and more, so he tried to give them the simplest most fool-proof teachings and they screwed those up.

My YouTube Hijinks


Oldies are goodies

  1. Welcome to the Technate!
  2. You Must Be Logged-In to do That!
  3. The Self and the World
  4. The Cabiri and UFO Dwarves
  5. Google’s Total Information Awareness

It’s very weird to look through this older notebook of mine and see these old posts and imagine that I ever actually used to think like this. I am operating on an exponential different level now, for better or worse.

Stranger still is projecting myself forward a few months and looking back on what I wrote and wondering how I could have ever thought of felt any of the things I did these past few weeks and months…







3 Reader Responses

  1. jwx Says:
    July 3rd, 2007 at 2:04 pm

    http://dearcomputer.nl/gir/?q=high+dive+frisbee&s=4&b=Rip+Google%21

  2. Sean Says:
    July 3rd, 2007 at 3:07 pm

    Bagheera walked into the bar and poured himself a drink
    His fur was stained with the blook of monkeys and he needed time to think
    The man at the bar said, “what are you doing here?”
    Bagheera let go a low soft purr that kept the man from coming near
    He said “i’m bagheera, the mighty panther and the jungle is my home
    I’m free, free in all i see and that makes me free to roam
    Sometimes to feel the music of the jungle it can cause you pain”
    And the man heard bagheera as the entire jungle joined in the big black cat’s refrain

    One dark night the man cub came to the big black cat afraid
    The boy was sure that he was dying due to the endless stream of water that his eyes made
    Yeah the cat knew why when he said, “i don’t want to die” for these are the ways of men
    The boy cried, “teacher, teacher i don’t, understand this ache within me”
    The great cat sighed and (then softly he began)
    He said, “indeed thou art a man’s child now and the world is yours to give and take
    The time has come now for your awareness to change forever and there’s a choice for you to make
    You may remain here in the jungle and hunt with the free people
    Or if you feel the man’s god calling you return to your kind in the village and worship at his steeple
    The only thing you must do is what you feel in your heart is true
    I will hunt now and leave you on your own to decide what to do”
    The mighty panther went on his hunt
    Secret lord of the jungle beneath the night sky
    And some say if you could have seen him then you’d have noticed a single tear fall from his majestic eye

  3. Tim Boucher Says:
    July 3rd, 2007 at 3:21 pm

    Feels directly relevant and mirrorific and somehow connects me back to this:

    http://www.timboucher.com/journal/2007/05/17/zoeys-mirrorland-adventures/



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