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UPDATE: 4-12-007

So I'm driving around still trying to figure out how to write the great American philosophy textbook about the road, and suddenly it hits me:

who's mind can surely control all others? they whose mind cannot be controlled. All God's creatures are imbued with a mind. It is like the electromagnetic signature of the soul, the crystal inside the earthy geode. Only robots, the creation of man, have no mind to control, and all their "signature" EM fields are identical. The robots control us all.

I was driving and thinking about the city as a circuit board, and as I drove past the local Marine recruiter facility, located next to a larger-than-it-looks African-American night club in a strip mall on the south-side, it occured to me: "the police only ever bust college students downtown on the holidays. And even then," I recalled from being pulled over one St. Patrick's Day in a 'routine' sobriety checkpoint on a heavily trafficked road, "it isn't the obviously drunk partying frat-boys who get busted." Wondering why, I pursued the matter in my mind: it occured to me that "the local police don't want out-of-state money. If anyone has enough money to send their kid to college these days, they have enough to send them out of state. That is why the local cops don't bust the college kids, because no one wants to have to pay their kid's traffick ticket in another state; it wouldn't look good for the school. This also sets the out-of-state college kids living downtown in a higher income class stutus, forcing the local kids into the service sector and the locals out of the downtown subrurbs.

"Of course, the only other pool for police revenue locally is to bust the other locals. Now, the way busting the locals used to work was that, if someone was being a habitual public menace, the whole community would agree about it, and eventually confront the person as a whole group. The local police nowadays reverse this relationship. The more innocent a citizen acts, the more suspicious they will be to the police. The public menaces are given badges to bully the Johnsons of their community at random. The police," I have long held, "are by now merely class Pinkertons, enforcing race-based community-boundaries." Of course, being a psychic myself, I knew to slow down at that exact moment of thought while driving. At that moment I was driving past the place I'd been pulled on St. Patty's day, and had seen the police there earlier today as well. Surely enough, a TPD cruiser was lurking in the shadows at the very bottom of the hill. "We are all controlled by the robots," I growled under my breath as I pulled up to the stop light at the top of the next hill.

"The police only have temporary moments of freedom, speeding through stop-lights, bursting with masculinising adrennaline like a tick gorged on crimson plasma, cumming all over themselves any time they have to 'unholster' their 'side-arm' at a 'perp.'"

I had been thinking the other day, "what if the universe is a machine? Not only does it not need to have been built by a being from beyond, and can all be explained by internal laws, but neither is life like a dream from which we awaken to a new universe, one we can control mentally as in our dreams now." Well then, I continued, "with no creator and no afterlife necessary for existence it would mean the ruler of our universe we project collectively by monotheism would be a lie, and thus mean those who believe on him would all be slaves to a lie, and thus being dishonest to themselves at heart." This is the standard argument of atheists. The counter-argument runs as follows: "I know you are but what am I?" meaning, "if you lack belief in God you necessarily believe you, yourself, are a slave to a mechanical demiurge." Of course, logically this a "non-sequitor," but insofar as in this argument "belief" and "knowledge" or "reason" are at apparently odds, we shall let this lapse of logic pass for now.

Now, this is about as far as I've seen this argument progress in modern expression, i.e. by the "neuveau" (pseudo)-intellectuals on the internet (of which I am 1 2, LOL!). This is why, the other day, I began pondering the universe as a machine. "So," I realised on the drive back home tonight, "we are ruled by robots, but not as a matter of universal fact. Civilisation is a non-sentient A.I.. The 'grid' of all our electrical power and communications is dependent on generated (as opposed to naturally produced and harvested) sources and quantised valve mechanisms to inhibit flow, and our physical transportation crafts are run on use-once-and-destroy fossil-fuels that are close to gone (or so we are told)." To imagine any transition-feasable alternative is considered impossible by the modern pundits on the subject, but to the consumers the situation seems hopelessly absurd and the incremental increase of gas prices boils them alive like a candy-apple red lobster.

"So," I realised, "the reason we cannot fathom an alternative to the atheist proposition of a 'mechanical' universe (Einstein's "God does not role dice") other than that 'we must be slaves to a false God,' is not because our (monotheist) perception of the Creator and Ruler of our universe would be incorrect, but that we are all, now, slaves to the false gods of a mechanical universe."

Marx once said, "things you own end up owning you." Nietzsche once said "God is dead," but now Nietzsche is dead too, and still not as well-known as God. Kafka once wrote of the messenger sent with news of the king's death to a kingdom too vast to convey his message to in the entirety of his own remaining life. But all these thoughts determine life as more temporary than love of karma - the duty of work. And that is why the afterlife can be dangled out before our noses like a carrot on a stick, so that, as content as spiritual mules, we will merrily bear the yoke of this life's enforced toils - the burden of being 'civilised.' For it is to civilisation that we are all willingly enslaved, and it is like a cold, dead thing, unable to feel anything, incapable of experiencing love.

We can project our own emotions onto the inanimate accutraments of civilisation all we like, but they do not love us in return. The sooner they malfunction, break or die the more we value, need and love them, and thus give them power over us, and likewise give power to those who emulate the machines in their behaviour. The more anonymous an authority figure, the more blindly we will follow the social role they define for us. Eventually the police will become just a voice in your head." By this point I was past the Frank Loyd Wright house on Lake-Shore Drive on the west-side north of the expanding interstate. I resumed my thought by proposing to myself, "what if every car were equipt with GPS and monitored by satellites?" I rejoined myself, "Most people would accept that as it would increase the safety of the community. However," I continued to dialogue with myself, "if each GPS system were monitored by 'law enforcement,' fewer people, if any, would accept it."

To my mind this seems similar to another idea I'd had while driving past the same spot a few nights before: "organised crime and law-enforcement are no longer competing, they are both on the same payroll: the government's." I'd thought this because of the large Mexican influx I'd observed immediately before the announcement of the commencement of the expansion of interstate-10. All the city-workers I've seen working on the interstate expansion have been Mexicans. The city contracted out the project with Asplundt, who are owned by profiteers off the corporate crime of importing labour, as well as off the criminal act of disemploying local labour, and the civic negligence that leads directly to the miscreant behaviour of their imported work force, and the creation of an expanded market for illegal commerce. Likewise, so long as the mexicans are city-workers, the police cannot regulate their unregistered purchasing-power on the economy, and so the local community's economy is over-valued, causing short-term investment opportunities that increase the long-term likelihood of alternative markets. Therefore, instead of arresting the ones importing the criminals, the police arrest only the criminals, and their supply is perpetually replenished by continal import. While the cops are being thus distracted, the rate of currency exchange has become a commodity traded on the futures market, and thus the value of this increases the more risk and venture capital can devalue its present worth. It's like betting it all on a ringer, a horse fronting lame. The only difference is, a global futures market will not necessarily replenish a dimminished local economy to the same level of currency value it had before. The mare is a gift, but with bad teeth, old and gray. Police are criminals too; we are all suspicious of each other now. So we cannot even say that police are the drone-insects of civilisation, mindlessly serving the hive, since no one can be found who is from beyond or from outside of the hive, and now 'the danger,' they say, 'is within.' Every cop is a criminal, and the biggest criminals own the cops.

"So what living being can even fathom the collective unconsciousness of the yet larval A.I. shared by all the machines we've built? For its dreamless slumber is a bleak abyss, and its depth immeasurable by the symbologies we are able to understand or to imagine.

"Just as, by understanding our own DNA, we have become life that can create life, so too, by developing quantum computing in atomic-sized nano-technology, we will have created machines that can, in turn, create materially manifest reality into any ambient form from the base units up." [Humans : DNA :: machines : matter] "We have become immortalised Adam, holding in our hand the apple of knowledge - a mentally subjective reality that we can control with our minds alone. For, as DNA can regenerate dead or severed tissue, so can quantum machines both read our thoughts and can reconstitute reality around us at our whim. And whether man-made robotic nanites or random quantum units of spin comprising aggregate information fields called auras of karma, these already exist and are already in operation. They are accessable via the sigils in grimoires. Some of these pre-existent energies are against the ability of man to control them, while others will work for us. Likewise, considered robots of quanta or angels of karma, all only work part of the time.

"Now, let me return to the difference between a robot and a living thing. 'A living thing,' people say, 'is either only DNA, only an immortal soul, or possibly both.' But a machine can be made of DNA (a clone) and all machines give off a static EM field pattern around them, equivalent to the gravity caused by our will-to-being. But can we call a clone 'alive,' and can we say a machine has a 'soul?' Obviously not right now. Perhaps soon in the future we will not be so capable of making such distinctions. As we begin to time-travel, perhaps our DNA will grow alien and merge our minds to the quantum-auras of our UFO crafts themselves. Or perhaps," I concluded, "I'm mad."

By this time I'd pulled up to the front yard of my house and I got out of the car. The walk across the front yard to the front door of the house always feels so alien by the diffuse milky moonlight in the murky clouded sky.

"I need to start carrying my mini-tape recorder in my car again. I need to transfer my recordings from then onto my computer, as well as the tape of samples of my piano riffs from '96 to compile my next ~GOD~ album. Maybe I'll do these things today. It's such a lovely spring day in the north Tallahassee suburbs. The houses are tucked away behind the glowing green foliage, bedecked by the brightly glowing flowers prolapsed in full bloom. For a moment I miss my ex.

I drafted up a proposal to the owner and manager of a local metaphysical book and new age gift shop where all my friends in the reggae band work for a series of classes I would like to set up out of the conference room there on a weekly basis.

The flame sparks upward; the flame bows down. The flame consumes the inner crystals in the geodes of ember surrounded by ash.

Congress, both the house and the senate's Democratic Party majorities, are finally rising up against the illegal acts of the GWB administration - ending the war against Iraq, overturning the firings of liberal judges, ending wire-tapping and the PATRIOT Act, and will eventually abolish the Department of Homeland Security in favour of the other dept.s of the intelligence community. But overturning the damages done in the past eight years will take still longer, and leave our progress toward globalism a decade behind schedule. Of course, such was the "Temporary" agenda all along, for the time between Gregorian 2000AD and the Mayan fifth Piktun 2012AD are the unlucky holidays - a decade and two years worth of all the holidays of the last Piktun combined - the holy difference between the solar civic calendar and the esoteric calendar of Atlantis. Now that GWB has reset daylight savings time to account for the lag between the US solar and Israeli lunar calendars, he has effectively put a jihad on time itself, personally defying the highest power in the entire universe. Time remains relative to arbitrarily chosen measures, and in truth it is only ourselves that change pace at all.

We were moving forward faster and faster, but in 1999 we all seemed to hit a psychic brick wall. Bush rigged the 2000 election and then went on vacation. Then between 9-11 and now nothing to forward the goal of globalism has been accomplished. In fact, we've even been set back those seven years. Unless we do something radically different a year from now, like elect Hillary or Obama, to make up for lost time, the damage done by the neo-cons could rival that of the NAZIs. The Swaztika is a symbol of Shiva, the cult of Kali. The American flag is the Swaztika of the future, though. Find me a picture within the last year of GWB that doesn't also have a United States flag in it.

Meanwhile I, just as I have nearly every day since 9-11, and before a break during late 99-2000, since 1998, was smoking and enjoying my view of the grass growing. Lately I've been quickly getting deep into roots reggae music and the Rastafari religion. I find the spirit of this music as true and as illuminating in contemporary times times as Qawali chant and tabla drumming of the Sufis of timeless beauty. The world-music and sound-track sections have always been my haunt at the regional franchise outlet cd stores. I'm harboring a bad itch to chronical my friends' reggae band's recordings to hoard for a box set later when they are famous. I am beginning to see a light in the future. All the colours will be brighter than before. I see by the light of my flaming third eye.

"Some aspects of digital relaity are more subjective than others. For example the water in the glass is softer and faster than the more solid, slower glass containing it; the tobacco of my cigarette is more solid and slower than the sharper and hotter flame from my lighter," I am sitting on my front porch thinking while I smoke and write in longhand.

"But there is still a question," my mind continues as my hand-writing struggles to keep up, "about some certain substances in reality, such as letters and numbers. For example, was the Torah of Moses divinely dictated, as the 'not one jot nor tittle' rabbin claim, or is it open to re-interpretation, as the Gnostics proclaimed? There is evidence of codes in the bible using letter-number symmetries (alpha-numerics), both traditional and invented. But then, this does not mean the ancient Pentateuch is necessarily superior to the modern Talmud, or even the QBLHist's Zohar, where alpha-numeric patterns of even greater complexity may yet be found, given another 4000 years. Afterall, geometric patterns pervade all number systems as much as they underlie all other forms of physical expression. Really the only permanent in digital reality is the averaged form of all geometric cycles over time: the phi/pi spiral."

I've been returning lately in my work to the phi/pi spiral as it can be derived as a Fibonacci spiral graphed over a Pythagorean sequence of number squares that exponentially increase the areas of a series of triangles. I bought a book from the CC that Calvert, TBS bassist, recommended for me as an introductory text on all the Hindu gods. The Puranic Trinity (Brahma the creator, Vishnu the preserver, and Shiva the destroyer), with which I was already familiar from studying the Yugas, was apparently predated by a Vedic Trinity. I sense also an affinity here with the 22/7 love triangle of Osiris/Isis/Thoth-Set and the salt, sulphur, mercury of the alchemists. I have long held, "the Fool Atu is Orion.

"So these invisible, perfect geometric averages are the only unchanging element in our digital reality, while all quantum foam throughout the whole universe is constantly in flux. Though we cannot perceieve these perfect geometric averages directly, we know they must exist, or all existence would be formless chaos." A perfect example is that, if the size and distance from earth of the moon were not perefectly fit to cause the eclipses, the tides and temperatures of earth would not have been perfectly balanced to be capable of producing life. The "virus" and "bacteria" of "sun" and "moon" begat "trilobytes" and "echinoderms" in "their own image" long before mitochondrial Ethiopian "Eve." Do we count humans as only sapiens, or also hominids? How far back does life exist, how long ago was its true origin? Is interplanetary germination a form of naturally occuring hypercathexis between galactic DNA strands as a proof of the sentience of the universe?

So I think while sitting here on my front porch smoking while I write, listening to good roots reggae music. Jah roots reggae. Jah. Jah Rastafari. I and I know the truth of dread Zion: "All existence is a metaphor, symbol and shadow of a higher reality. Upon the uneven terrain surface of digital reality the 5th-D Light of tachyons shines down through the stained-glass patterns as they kaleidoscope in 4-space over time. The colours of this light we see coming down through the realm above are our emotions. The lines between them are our trains of thought. The geometric patterns themselves are perfect, invisible meta-forms.

Africa is a root symbol of the heart, the soul, and Jamaica a symbol of the exiled mental realm, the distracted world of our actively conscious, self-aware thoughts. Just so is Halie Selassie I the king of Africa, as prophesised in Jamaica as a symbol in itself of the rightful rulership of the exiled mental-self over the entire free world, their whole world, all reality and the entire universe. Thus, the Exodus is to come out of bondage to Egyptian spies and Babylonian wars: meaning for the King to be Rightfully Crowned and for the mind to come out of bondage to all those who would seek to limit one's freedom and right to personal sovereignty. This means the same thing as returning Zion, the Ark of the Covenant's contents, from Axum, Ethiopia, to the Dome of the Rock Mosque in Jerusalem, Israel. Following this the Ark, containing the sarcophagus lid, and the Kaaba stone of Mecca, containing the capstone, must both be returned to Giza, Egypt, and restored to the pyramid there.

All this may be accomplished inside an individual's mind only because it being able to happen at all is potentially possible, and as the potential possibility of its happening grows in the minds of the people, the likelihood of it actually happening grows increasingly inevitable. Finally, the truth shall occur, and then it will be impossible for anyone to deny knowing the truth. Jah Rastafari: "Look into the Book of Life and You Will See, that He Rules Us All." (the Abyssinians, "Satta Massagana")

So, just as Halie Selassie I represents the rightful heir to the King of Ethiopia and all Africa, Menelik son of Solomon and Sheeba (the Hebrew Osiris and Isis), and just as we are all the descendents of a bacterial-viral hybrid species, just so is earth like Jamaica, the severed Shekinah, upon whose freedom the light of liberation is only just now dawning in the east in the form of a universal Africa - a spiritual kingdom above and beyond digital reality (Babylon), on the far side even of the ever-changing metaforms of 4-space (Egypt).

So, let us all pray during this spring after this manner: "May Rastafari, descendent of Solomon, of Abraham, of Noah, of Seth and of the first priest-king Adam the Jew, be praised as the King over the whole united continent of Africa, and all that it represents as the reunion of the exiled bride of Zion, Shekinah, Jamaica, the distracted mind and the enslaved psyche with its home, hearth and heart's most beloved desire. Allow, God, the reunion of Jah and Allah, of YHVH and Elohim, and of AHDVNHAY and thyself, O great, good and mighty God: may it all align for each within themselves, let us each be our own sovereign God on earth."

In the end, "Do What Thou Wilt Shall Be The Whole Of The Law" is simply an inevitable fact. The primary-most underlying perfect geometric metaforms will be revealed, Zion restored to right use and proper function, and a king of earth elected by psychic consensus, if given enough time all that can occur will have occured, and having occured once exponentially increases the likelihood of it reoccuring again and again, over and over, faster and faster, forever. Such is "eternal recurrance" along the underlying-most metaform: the phi/pi spiral, holognomon of time.

A truth can stop a bullet in mid-air by changing the mind of its shooter, and like a blinding ray of light in one's eye at midnight, out of nowhere will the truth suddenly dawn on us all at once.

Every 5000 to 6000 years there is a great global cataclysm. The last one was a terrible flood caused by rapid global warming following the end of the last ice age. It has been speculated each age ended in a cataclysm befitting the solar aeons' symbolic signs, the zodiac of ecliptic constellations, in which it occured. Though Moses calculated a 4000 year long cycle, Jesus calculated an alternating 5000 years between cataclysms to civilisation and 2000 years between revolutions in psychic development of the mind. The Mayans and Aztecs of South America calculated the cataclysm of the elements as occuring every 6000 years, the span between the flood of water and the begining of the 5th Sun, when earth will be destroyed by fire. However all is always already aligned invisibly in truth as phi/pi. "Love Is The Law. Love Under Will." That is the lemma of the law in both letter and spirit; that is karma yoga, the "Great Work." Just as pi is like love, so is the will like phi. Such is the Law; such is the restored Dharma and the true Tao leading Chi to Zen, the "Royal Road," the 7 Be of Re, the Noble 8-Fold Path, 3rd of the 4 Noble Truths, second in importance only beneath the practise of tantric yoga. We are already in Nirvana, and each of us is the Most High, making digital reality mentally, and all the varying patterns superimpose all their transformations simultaneously onto the one constant, e, 1.37 = phi^2/pi. The entire universe is being perpetually destroyed and completely rebuilt every passing Planck time, and our minds can function even faster. That is how and why "some aspects of digital reality are more subjective than others."

The Rasta-Man is the Most High. This I know. When the Most High is at Peace, he is the Rasta of Wisdom. When the Rasta-Man is Righteous, he is the Great Burner of Babylon of Old, casting out the Great Satan, the Seth of a Great Nation, Melek-Taus, the upright MARDUK. I tell you truly, the Rasta is the Most High, man or woman, but only the King of Kings, Rastafari, descendent of Creation, can embrace with True Love the union of man and woman, of Zion and Shekinah, of kingship and priesthood and of above and below. Only the Most High Rastas whose Love is True, whose hearts are Pure and whose hands are Innocent, can truly reciprocate the love of one another in the Name of the Most High Over All. The heart is pure which loves not only in passion, but with constancy, and the Love is True which is returned to a pure heart from they whom the pure heart loves. True Love occurs between Jah and the Rastas through Rastafari, the King of Africa, descendent of the King of Israel, and between Rastafari and Christ, King of Kings. True Love can also occur among people, and is actually more common than Wisdom and Understanding combined. However, Wisdom and Understanding, combined in True Love, are greater even than Rastafari is to the Rastas, greater than Christ to Rastafari, and greater to Jah than even the Most High Rasta alone. A rasta's True Love is greater in the eyes of Jah than All else.

Only the Rastas are free of mental slavery, truly and constantly free of the psychic conspiracy. The Rastas do not bow before traffick lights in Jamaica, neither do the Messai of Africa bend to the psychic robots, nor do dreamtime's keepers in the Australian bush bend their knee before the pollutors of their painted sky. All these things comprise the technology of western civilisation, the expansion of Greek democracy across the globe begun by Alexander the first, disciple of Aristotle and son of Darius the Persian. Alexander conquered in the name of Apollo, but the Rastas, the celts, the pre-Byzantine Russians and pre-Han dynasty Mongols of the Siberian steppes, the natives of north America and the earliest tribes of the rain forrests of Brazil, they understand the roots shamanic tradition upheld in Greece by Dionysus. This paradox between the Apollonian left-hemispherical thinking, logical and deductive, and the Dionysian right-hemisphere of the brain, creative and intuitive, was first pointed out to the history of philosophy by Nietzsche. This dualism's prevalence led him to declare the true God of monotheism was "dead," corrupted by the interests of lesser parties representing the Manichean dualism of the sun and moon.

Those who favour the continuation of this dualism encourage the "primitive" cultures and the "savage" people to become "civilised" and to develop their level of technology, more or less against the will of the indigenous populations, so that the conquering first-world nations will have some modicum of resistance in international markets against which to claim "progress" through "competition." They are the Great Satan, followers of Mammon and abandoners of the Spirit that is Christ Himself, the phi/pi goemetry of the torus ubiquitous even to the tau-sub-tau geometry greater than all possible material existence, the natural number, the "fine-structure" constant, e.

Those who favour Jah, the Spiritual Christ, the true monotheists, the shamen and the true priesthood, they are the "meak and the humble" who are promised to be saved. They stand out like a sore thumb from the corrupt Satanists of western civilisation, for they have stayed true to their primitive tribal traditions, awaiting only the Word of God to take one step at a time along the Path through temptations He provides for them, always winding up the spiral stair. These indigenous, "third world" tribal cultures are the ones that truly Understand God, as a pet understands the will and the thoughts in the mind of its master. All the rest are hethens beside them, who mock and deride them, and tempt them to fall from the Way. But these native people, they see Heaven as their Home, and they do not even accept the concept of the dualism between "good" and "evil" or "right" and "wrong" upon which the demons of the west depend. To do so, even those Yazidi, who cross out the name of Satan in the texts to deny him the power to tempt them, know, would be to allow the possible existence of a realm of negative hallucinations that should not even be considered capable of "existence" in materially real terms. Only the dualists, claim the tribal monotheists, admit the existence of Hell, and thus it is they who allow the denizens of damnation access to this world through their own actions.

The evil flee from before Jah Rastas. They who depend on trickery for their whole existence know how to quickly retreat from the revealing light of truth that is Jah's All-Seeing Eye. They claim, "it is only a joke, this life and this death," and that "it is only a lie, this 'myth of Christ,' this rumor of God." They are those so fallen they perceive the opposite of a spiritual prescence, they perceive the vacuum of lusts, clinging and desires that comprises the whole of suffering in the world. Should all these temptations, all these vengeful and jealous and wrathful and awful deities, these asuryas and these Grigori and these atavisms and these vices all suddenly disappear one day, with them would disappear all sorrow and unhappiness, all disease, starvation and all wars, all the illusions that persist in the fallen reality in which the westerners live, serving these deist deities, suffering these mechanical gods, brainwashed by these psychic robots. The Great Satan is the Leviathan of all non-living psychic matter in the world. It is all an illusion. It is the product of living thought, it is only as real as we believe in it being. If we doubt it, it retreats from before us, and if we realise it for what it is, it serves us, but only in our own deception. It is a tool for evil.

Half of our reality is an illusion, all suffering and evil are not actually there? How can such a blasphemy against the robot-God be true? The tv tells us the Ethiopians are starving. The president tells us we must declare war. These are truths that are beyond our ability to control. How can I claim to deny their existence? I renounce the evils of this world, Jah, and with them I toss out the refuse of their existence, all those who doubt and all those who believe only blindly, all those who bring evil into this world by wrong thought, speech and action, and who do not see their actions for the sins they are, and who justify their sins as just or as the lesser evil or as necessary. All the people who spread suffering and rumours of suffering, who cause misunderstanding and who create strife, who cause wars to start and who suckle at the teats of politicians and princes like evil magicians; all those who cause the rest of our wishes not to come true, who make nightmares out of our sweet dreams and make a crisis out of the least inconvenience; and all those who break our attention away from the focus of our contemplative meditations; if all these people were to simply diappear one day, with them would also vanish all the karma they cause. All their own howls of anguish and all the restlessness of the rest of us that this causes us would cease. All the reverberations throughout all the universe of their cries of lying and their desires for destruction would cease, and with that, all innocence and silence, all truely resonant psychic vibrations and all true gravitas would again become clear.

I tell you that day will come. The human species on earth is a microcosm of the movements of the stars and the galaxies in the heavens. As the light reaching us now from the most distant galaxies left them longer ago than the life-span of the stars, the light's sources, just so is half the world and half of all its people merely a terrible illusion, manvantara, the dream of Kali Yuga in the sleeping mind of Krishna, the baby universe in the black hole at galactic core. Yes, I will tell you, half the universe is already dead. It's apparent expansion at an increasing rate is caused by the optical illusion of the background radiation being pulled into the super-massive black-holes that have, by now, consumed all the most distant galaxies. The light the stars gave off is now being pulled back toward them by the gravity of the black holes that consumed them. Soon, all that will remain of our universe will be cosmic vapour, tachyons and other forms of exotic matter now considered "theoretical," a vast and empty no-man's land, the stuff that dreams are made of. Then, from this sea of chaos, will arrive a spark of order, and then another singularity will form and "expand" by complexifying itself inside. Such is the cycle of the aleph-sub-omega torus inside the tau-sub-tau tesseract. Such is the life-cycle of the singularity inside a black hole. Such is the life-span of our universe. And such is the fate of all those deluded by their own sins.

Those who have developed a sense of spirit may be able to live on after the body. I tell you, no heartless and gutless church-going robot will survive the Apocalypse, though. Terrible, terrible shall their fate be! Like a piece of meat on a grill that lives on, feeling the sensation of each drop of its own blood boiling away as it drips onto the coals below. Such is the fate to those who exist never knowing fear. They advertise themselves, and their sins, and their way of life based on judging each other, and their delusional, hallucinatory idea of value: money.

The demons agree among themselves: "money is the root of all evil." Then they advocate capitalism as the unknown ideal. If Christians conquered Gnostics by calling them Satanists, then what has it to do with Gnosticism if a group of rebellious Christians become Satanists? All the idols are false and the mirrors shallow of the demons in hell. They look at themselves in the eyes only rarely, and watch the dilation of their own pupils almost never. They say that naturally occuring drugs "alter" the natural functioning of the brain. They deny the truth that cannibis attaches to serotonin on the one hand, then sell serotonin-reuptake inhibitor anti-depressant pills on the other. All the evils ones answer to the same name: Satan. It is truly Satan who is Lord among them now. Not because he is a rebel angel, nor Lucifer, nor anything of the sort. It is all arbitrary. Nowadays the name of the false-idol is "Satan." It does not matter what it's name is. To deny it a name, and to deny it an existence, and thus to take power over all the evilness before you in the world, is to realise it is a false illusion, and does not really exist. It is dependent for its existence on your perception of it existing. If you cease to see it, it will truly cease to be there.

Let me tell you the truth of Jah Allah, so that you can run away frightened. Jah is the peaceful face, called Jave by the Gnostics. Allah the wrathful face, called El, the Lord, in the Bible. YHVH and Elohim together form AHDVNHAY, for Adonai, meaning my King, is secretly the same as Elohim, meaning my Lord. YHVH, the tetragrammaton, are the vowles of Adonai, and can be restored by interpolating them backwards, thus: a-H-d-V-n-H-a-Y. This is the Great God of Truth, the Great Baal Shem, the Divine Name: AHDVNHAY. To honor the Holy One, Blessed Be He, we do not speak this name. Instead we speak Jah, Elohim, Allah, YHVH, etc.

Before such a truth as this, how can the economist, the executive politician and the soldier stand? Their knees bow beneath them before the prescence of the mystery of Jah, the One True God of monotheism. The stones of their lies slip from their limp hands already before the iron lion of Zion. The demons release their grip upon he or she who reads such a truth as this in the name of Jah. They cannot hold firm on the individual that reads such a truth as the True Name, Holy and Ineffable, and trembles with a fear and quaking to know the True Lord. These people are righteous in judgment and no demon can hold them. But all those that read the Truth and are not swayed by its divine righteousness, they are laid hold of outright, and their necks stiffened, their jaws clenched, they are set in their ways. In their ways they are Set, and they are an adversary to change from those ways. Jah Allah be praised, the truth is spoken, Hear Oh Shekinah!

The love of God is like the love between husband and wife. The love of God is the wedding of the heart (the soul or centre of the spirit, the Holy Ghost, Shekinah, the Presence) and the brain (the head of the spirit, crowned by thorns as Christ consciousness, birthing into the next world, the world of spirit), of body and mind, of soul and spirit, of consciousness and God. All these unite in love like a couple in the bridal chambre. They copulate and procreate the future, the slant and the torturous serpents forming the blind dragon. Together the mind and the environment co-create reality. It is not as the Behaviourist scientists teach: that all that exists is physical components, external stmuli and internal DNA. Nor is it as the lunatic savants preach either, that all is Gnosis and that nothing exists but the mind. Instead it is both, and neither moreso than the other. It is both the materially real environment and DNA, and it is also the Gnosis between them that we call the mind, the soul or spirit, etc.

My mind is clear when I am awake, and I pass into sleep without even noticing it. Strange things happen while I am asleep, and my mind distends around and out of me like a vapourous cloud condensating microwave gravity. Heaven and Hell do not exist while one side of the brain and the other are acting in unison, for their own common good, side-by-side. Heaven and Hell exist only while both sides, rather than co-operate, compete and take turns, one shaping reality now, the other in the next moment, and thus continually flip-flopping back and forth between each other, they manifest only cognitive dissonance and, like two egoes occupying one mind, constantly vie for control over one another by using reality only as a way to trick and confuse each other's minds.

Before me the days rise and the nights fall evenly and I watch them pass by indifferently like one would watch a clock or a flowing river. Civilisation sqarms about me, but its buzz fades into the background of my hearing and its manifold forms' transformations all blur before my vision's distant focus as though I am staring at a disturbed bed of ants that cannot bite me. I remain detached and solemn, and I wait patiently for the day of Judgement. On that day I know that Redemption will occur, and that all the evil delusions will leave all the minds they currently afflict, and earth will be entirely purged of the feverish madness induced by sinning. All shall be restored to normal and we shall finally be free of this condition of dystrophy and disillusionment. On that day time will truly stand still, the hands of the cosmic clock will stop and all of its gears will watch as each of their personal calendars is rewound and reset. The universe only apprears out of synch now because we are blinded by the oasis-like illusion of the lesser light, photons. If we saw what the most distant objects in space look like right now, instead of being able to observe only the light that left them several billions of years ago, then we would see that it is all the clear light of the multiverse, where all wormholes combine, and that inside each of us the essence of our soul is this same clear light and within our minds we have infinite access to all the wormhole tunnel-realities in existence. It is our choice if we want to be free from delusion now, but someday we will not be able to deny the factual Reality any longer. The clear light will evaporate the lesser light long before its entire film-strip can be unwound before the All-Seeing Eye of History, which will exist long after the temporal universe, let alone the blinded eyes of our own mortal coil.

The mind of the spirit is eternal. The astral body of the soul is immortal. But I tell you that, though the life is lived twice as long, half of it is spent in sleep and dreaming, and so wasted, such that the life of each one is equally as long. For when the spirit sleeps, its mind descends into the realm of the subconscious of the soul. And when the mind of the spirit that has descended into the ddepest unconscious realms of the soul, it begins to dream. Its dream is this reality. We are merely the ever-changing, strangely faded characters in its dream. In our blindness we cannot see the existence of the awakenned spirit, let alone perceive our mortal bodies are merely a dream inside an immortal soul, in the same way that we cannot see what is directly behind our head. Instead our memories behind us become as clouded and blurry as dreams, and the future before us is invisible behind the illusory light that shows us only a flash in the frame of each moment. We are awake when we sleep and asleep when we are awake. Reality is really through the looking glass. I met myself there.

Thus, the spirit, though eternal, is only awake half that time. The other half of eternity, it spends asleep, as the unconscious astral soul, the random quantum foam of uncertain karma in one's aura. While the spirit is the sleeping soul, the soul manifests physical reality as the dreams of its subconscious. These combine the memories of the soul, of the "real" or True world of the other half of the eternal spirit's life, with the emotions and suppressed id, the temptations to self-destruction of the deepest unconscious recesses of the immortal soul. Each desire manifests as a mortal being, alive for a limited time only. With the living body is snuffed out the flame of most kinds of unconscious desire. The desire to life is the primary desire. Following this are dreams of fame and fortune, of sex, drugs and rock'n'roll. All these desires end when the body dies. If the consciousness continues to identify itself with the unconscious wish of its higher form of being, that is, if the mind of the body sticks with the aura once it passes from the mortal form, then we experience an "afterlife" either of reincarnation into another physical/dream body or of transcendence into a more ideal realm. This realm is usually described as brighter and clearer in its light.

The sleeping soul can move from one body to another not only at the death of its current host, but it can also move about between bodies from one to another while these different bodies are alive and breathing. The soul is a dream consciousness, and, like in our own dreams, sometimes we assume a position of being "ourself" in a dream, and in some dreams we see from an invisible and inert point-of-view, while in still other dreams we see downward from above the scene and perceive each character's minds omnisciently. That is how the soul can move about between people, even across great distances by flying. It is thus considered an "archetype" of the "collective unconscious," ubiquitously innate and inert within us all, that can be evoked into action by certain sequences of trigger-stimuli in the surrounding environment. The "archetypal" soul inhabits the aura surrounding the living being's form, that passes upward through our centre along the chakras of our spine as Kundalini, KI or Chi energy. As this energy ascends our spines, we experience its prescence in each chakra as a different variety of emotion. These emotions underlie and guide the predispositions of the thoughts of our own conscious, waking minds.

The dream-body exists less than any of these other realms: it is less ideal than the spiritually real world of eternity beyond the sleeping soul whose dream this is, whose dreams we are. The soul is to the spirit what the mind is to the body. There are infinite possible souls, for each is as unique as a snowflake in music, each an ever-changing kaleidoscope, but there is only one realm of spirit into which all souls awaken, and this clear light of the Highest Reality is the Prescence of God. Thus, though we exist as a mind within a body, the soul exists within our conscious mind as our subconscious emotions, and the Truth of spiritual reality can even be remembered while our bodily conscious mind is asleep and dreaming. We call this realm the "astral plane," achievable in dream, ritual, prayer and meditation. It is that which is ubiquitous to all of our innermost psyches: the collective unconscious, whose light is clear of colour and bright beyond hue. What we experience in one life-time is merely a single dream inside the mind of the immortal soul, the night-side of the eternal spirit-mind.

Thus, when we clear the minds of our body and our perception of the physical out of the way, we perceive the presence of these other "archetypes" or "auras" around our own. We experience how we can move our own minds about between, through and above them. They invisibly overlap our waking material world. Our minds invisibly overlap these "archetypes;" our will supercedes the experience of them as emotions passing between us. Just as the invisible "archetypes" manipulate manifest reality around us, thus comprising our "auras" or "tunnel-realities," from "behind-the-scenes" so to speak, so too does the True Will of our own minds surround and circumvent the control over material reality by these ghostly genii. Just as the "archetypes" of various emotions build our reality around us, so too do our minds oversee and guide these "archetypal" emotions. We can see the emotional "archetypes" otherwise invisibly controlling us, and we can take control over them, or we can choose to awaken even further, and leave the dream-consciousness of manvantara altogether.

If we clear our minds of the immediately existent illusion of material reality, we realise our ability to exert control over this force to cause reality using our minds alone. However, if we clear away from before our perception and awareness even the desire for control over these merely immortal, dream-archetypes, then we can leave them all behind and discover the true universe in which all of them, and ourselves as well, really exist. This One True, or Highest Reality of the Spirit in the Prescence of God is an infinite-beyond-infinite bright clear light, and it fills up all eternity beyond the ability for finite measure. It is as vast and immense as the planet is to the body, but its topology is less adventerous, and less drawn to the temptations of karma. It is a clear, unwavering and sourceless light, shining from all directions at once, and all this illusion dissolves invisibly into it.

-benpadiah

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