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Friday July 10th, 20092:00 am
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Chandrasakar (1:58:46 AM): happy fucking birthday nikola tesla
Chandrasakar (1:59:02 AM): its mad scientist day
Chandrasakar (1:59:17 AM): lets build an atom bomb
Chandrasakar (1:59:41 AM): it will explode atoms everywhere and they'll arrange themselves into awesome things like cupcakes and candies
Chandrasakar (1:59:57 AM): it will rain candy corn over hiroshima on that day
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Tuesday July 7th, 20092:48 pm
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so yeah, joe hit me in the face in the grocery store yesterday.
definitely the straw that breaks the camel's back. going to find a place and get out of here...
anyway, he cancelled my phone when he heard that (which was fucking rude cause I would have liked to have transferred my number on my new service, but whatever), so I'm going to be getting a new one today. If you want my new number just shoot me a message on here or on aim.
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Monday July 6th, 200910:47 pm
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All my anger...
I just melted.
All my anger I just melted into my guitar.
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| says the magus |
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Saturday July 4th, 20092:48 am
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"Behold. Everything's at the bottom of the sea. Gone is the magical kingdom of Zeal, and all the dreams and ambitions of its people."
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Saturday July 4th, 20091:52 am
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I would just like to take a moment to say how much I fucking hate crackheads and junkies who fuck with my time and space.
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Friday July 3rd, 20095:13 pm
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still in the middle east.
distract us with more vapid social opinionism please.
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Thursday July 2nd, 20094:14 am
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Side effects may include akathisia.
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Monday June 29th, 200910:26 am
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I'm so bored with everything lately. It's so embarrassing. I didn't even bother going to the pride weekend events and parties, even though my friend was begging me to get my ass out the house.
I probably should've gone but decided not to since I was strung out and spun from the insanity of the week prior. And for once I think I can say that this green was dipped in fry.
I find myself wondering sometimes if I want to know even a thousandth of the things we learn. Most of it is just obscene audacity.
The soul I want to skinny dip into is a continent width away. There is no doubt that the city I'm living in is completely upside down and I'm loving every minute of that.
An old friend offered to get me out to DC, but I decided against it since it would probably end up as a weeklong fuckfest, and also that I knew this guy when I was like 13 or 14 so it would feel kind of weird, even though he's only 30 something and REALLY HOT.
I just got this strange feeling this weekend that I should lay completely low no matter what came my way. So naturally a large series of emotional and magnetic energy was pulsed in my
direction.
How many times will Chakra - Home play before I go nuts? Trick question.
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Monday June 29th, 200910:23 am
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you tell me i can't live this way
that my path is all wrong
but i'm happy as a man can be
my fears are all gone
The straight line you've drawn in front of me
i see is useless
ill walk to where i want to be
my freedom,
i feel it now--i'm liberated
let go, i'm walking on my own
its a beautiful day, i can feel it coming
its a beautiful day, my mind is running
when its all too much--its a wonderful place
its a beautiful day with the sun on my face
the future: i'm not afraid of what it holds
imagine the road i see is paved in gold
i'm peaceful, no need to fight with every body
let go,
i dont need you to guide me anymore
i'm free
i'm free
i'm free
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Friday June 26th, 20094:29 am
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If you haven't picked up on it, all of this shit is designed to sound really fucking cool when you're high and enhance any trip.
Try it sometime, it's pretty fun and crazy but strangely omniscient. The computer itself.
Queen Kees Bnees of the bees knees bees. <- see?
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Friday June 26th, 20093:59 am
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Okay, I need to relax a bit... this dope dope will make it sharper.
What I just did gave me the biggest body high of my life.
This guy I met actually called me a slut and kicked me out of his place! And I reflected a moment on the things he was saying and he was just being truthful. How could I fault him? He senses in my primal soul.
We were doing Tina. I took half the bag home with me but barely touched it. When I got back to his place I did a line and chilled and he put porn on... some really weird stuff in there too. Some hot stuff also though, lol. So anyway, suddenly I'm laying there on his bed watching porn and I realize that there's an imminent fuckfest coming my way by the same fucking person who called me a slut just 3 days earlier!
I tried to explain but I was pretty fucked up. I think I said something like:
"If I'm laying here like this
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I'm trying to be a better person
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So I'm gonna leave because
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I won't be able to keep my hands off you."
and he made the most surprised face I have ever seen in my life. Probably because I was gibbing him hard from his dope green that mixed perfectly with t.
I laid back down cause I fell into the wave of it all. Then I jumped up and got my dress shirt and buttoned it up right in front of him and put on my jacket and shot him a sweet look that basically said, "Look. We're Equals so don't Play me." and i left.
I actually traded him my bag of shards for some amazing weed nugs. Holy fuck, I have willpower. I evolve in a forwards motion, how bout them apples?
So I asked him what he hade(sic) that astounded gaping mouth.
And he said, "I just couldn't believe it."
How fucking crazy is that? He was completely unable to fathom that I had just done what I had just done. It was like he had encountered first contact with alien life or something.
So I leave him and I fucking win. Total head rush, total body high just enjoying that the whole scenario ended with a strange sort of stunned silence thick with sex in the air. And I was resonerated of any aforementioned slut or freek references.
It felt like I'd broken his soul by doing something kind. Its just so warped that I can't conceive why someone would get into a situation where that can even occur. I mean I totally saw him and I saw his soul exposed and pained and naive and appreciative and defeated.
It was such a crazy mixture of emotion to witness... mad alchemy.
Okay time to get off, I have blue balls. =)
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Friday June 26th, 20092:02 am
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Alright, I wanted to respond to this one cause it's pretty solid and I like to always make an attempt at elucidation when I see someone hitting on the principles of the Core. Worst case scenario it comes across as gibberish but eventually we'll all understand it intimately.
So, first and most vital!
We watch a movie and we don't see photon emissions on a plastic sheet, we don't see a flat simulation of reproduced optical analogs, we see and hear people in places.
Excellent. I love the way you eloquated this, as well as the idea it represents, as well as the flickers of black symbology on a purple pixel bed.
Being able to perceive multiple "systems" simultaneously is not only a quality of being awake, it IS the entire state. Its not objective, but its what I would call selective subjectivity with intention (thingfuel!), which in itself defines what we know as "the objective". I've never really been able to express it as well as you have just now, but I will say that there are pockets of existence, even human, that are aware of the entire micro and macro system of the entire cosmos (lol), and they can function as a sort of column of data for a given point amidst a plethora of seemingly random seedings. The overlaps, the singular, the multiplicities, all spiralling out in the web of information that amazingly has not ever even begun as we know it.
ALL of this reality's laws of physics, the fact of evolution, the elemental material of our cosmos, all an infinitessimally small occurrence which can change in any way at any time, and which can be affected by any number of things imposing what we can only define as their "will" upon us. Things from complete otherrealities and their sets of criteria exist beyond categorization since they're using something else entirely to create (and affect) the handshake of our selective subjectivities (thingfuel!). The effect is considered neglible for all intensive purposes since its in constant effect right now anyway.
Hence why human beings stick to religion and believe in the superstitious; because its actually a lot more accurate than we want to admit. Religion itself is a fantastic metaphor for the combined informational field, and we don't have a better metaphor yet (and use ourselves as the center of it!) purely because we aren't on the next layer yet. Religion is an upgrade for most of our form from what came before it, but I agree that it is tedious being on the verge of the next level and having to deal with pesky convolutions caused by the holdup. So yeah, why and WHAT?
In our core, we are also those other Whatevers (this is the word I use for it for simplicities sake since they can be, erm, whatever) which I mentioned are impacting our systems from afar with codes of existence beyond our comprehension. We know intimately their nature because our nature is just as enmeshed in the web and doing the things they do: something altogether strange.
And so in that, even we ourselves and this entire reality we know are the "awakened" state i'm describing: overlapping, singular, multiplicities. It's pretty much impossible to put it into words anyway, you need to feel it as much as know it as much as touch it. Especially since once we figure it out its going to change completely, but ignore that for now. So everything comes back to the importance of the idea you're presenting in your post. The convergence of these principles in an act of understanding which our consciousnesses can conceive of.
Once we learn to do this, starting by bridging the gaps you pointed out with religion and science and the information field (akasha, its all light), we will find the "code" which allows us to spontaneously "awaken" to this subset of the reality module. From there it can be manipulated in the constant cycle which we are experiencing right now just by existing at all.
So yeah, all abstract, lets funnel it down into the near immediate application for us.
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Okay, enough on that since you either know exactly what I'm talking about without needing to read it at all, or have no idea what the fuck crazy ass shit I'm spewing and are wondering what drugs I'm on. I decided to say it anyway on the off chance someone's got their eye open. Which you do or will soon, so save it if ya don't cause I'll be gone and one day you'll be saying the sermon in black and purple. Quantum thinking: move in all directions which you're ready to move in.
So back to your post on a more "general humanities" level:
Our hologram universe seems to project two distinct but symbiotic vectors, as you said. The distinction between the psychic informational layers of existence and the material one is one we are all aware of and each of us knows in every moment of our lives, yet not many people have really begun to decode this illusion, so the fact you're doing so here is important for awareness. Their symbiotic nature gives a lot of clues to the obvious: they're the same damn thing. Whether you call it fully material or fully informational, it is all functioning together in tandem.
As frustrating as it is, it probably won't be within our lifespans (unless we want it to be. do we?) that people begin to practice syncretism of mind and body. Ironic since that's already been done up until this point in order to make their mind and body in the first place. Little do we (the collective) realize that we are the God we imagine up. Hence why this "layer" of reality is bendable through mastery of this mind/body frequency. Well, its not mind/body if you have that mastery, its just the particular Whatever we reside in. Changing it isn't particularly even necessary except for the enjoyment of the scenario, which once you're past it won't really require change anyway since its doing it itself all the time.
Which brings me to the forced motion switch; in our case it will be, as with self-design of our reflecting God, we will self-design the new us just as many have before us. Immediate example for the sake of clarification is robotics, cybernetics, genome coding, etc. They're human for all intensive purposes, though. More human than us even, if we think of it within the judgements in practice for us today.
The significance of this step will be the natural rescaling of things such as religion. I don't want to get into this too much, but we will actually overrun the structure of our universe and recreate it over and over again, a la ie: nanotechnology spreading to all sectors of the system. The last time we did this we became such useful forms as Hydrogen, Oxygen, Carbon, etc.
That's why some people can interact with it. Hence the masters being able to move what we consider reality with the same functionality as we move our fingers to type. Their limbs become what we consider immeasureable but is it is actually what comes beyond this now which is immeasureable. There's times when quantum echoes collapse backwards in our timescale model, also, and this can interact with some of us to facilitate awakening, since linear time as we know does not exist, and the information layer is simultaneously interactive and synchronous. Eventually you will become sharp enough to master the illusion of changing your Self before it is even possible to do so. Don't worry about that for now, since often the things it triggers are unappreciated for their source even though they have rippling effects on existence (ie: the microchip, atomic theory, etc; all from quantum echoes of awakened priests of science).
"It" also experiences itself as we experience our lives, even though we are all just objects (sorry, i know we don't like to hear that) in the zero dimensional point which is Whatever.
Though I don't often partake of your model of astrology, I can tell that you are on some level keenly aware of all this, since it is attempting to map all of these very "phenomenon". The weakness being the use of matter to map nonmatter, when the nonmatter also maps matter.
"As long as people are being told that they don't 'really exist' but are just a collection of mortal tissues no different from a cadaver, they will continue cling to the Bronze Age religious model they have."
This really caught my eye because the underlying problem is subjective language interpretation. People categorize themselves in a different bracket than the rest of the objects in the world, ie: "lifeforms"/"conscious"/"etc", and I suppose that is a natural evolutionary survival trait. Naturally the "machines" will communicate in new and many languages which can actualize their own metaprogramming, as well as allow their starting of their existence with a preset basis of knowledge. We do this too but we're just aware of it; vital body functions, certain things we take for granted as obvious (such as that we are born able to "grow" a new consciousness), and most functions on the molecular/cellular level. Though any preset bed of information is useless without the connectivities to decode their significance and relativity.
Then again, the machines will probably just end up forgetting where they came from too somehow, and fill in the gaps. The same way we forget we are Carbon. Or their information could be altered, purposefully or by accident, to create more informational illusions. Meh, the whole thing would be pretty damn boring anyway if it actually worked 100% perfectly, since its trying to achieve what we would call a purpose through permutation. It's basically self-inflicted denial of historical information in order to progress the agenda of the species. Or something's agenda.
k that's all for now. By the way, feel free to hide this if you like since its quite long and my goal isnt just to discuss your post but the ramifications of your post. Postpost, if you will. Hah.
Good times with the known unknown!
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| Writer's Block: All-Nighter |
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Thursday June 25th, 200911:18 pm
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David Gahan - I Need You (G&D Unplugged Remix) |
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Hah. Last night. And the 3 nights before that. I'll sleep when I'm dead.
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Thursday June 25th, 20095:35 pm
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Thursday June 25th, 20098:41 am
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"the boy who was water"
i still remember that boy
from english class 1999
from the brief glance
he charismatically shot my way
my heart fluttered
and frothed love
as the tips of his curls
sunk waves of frosted blonde
keratin from his head
his opaline skin
frame for soft lips
the perfect cerise sin
to kiss and go limp
in his cerulean eyes
that paint an ocean
of soul in its tides
of marble e motion
twin pupil buoys
are as dark-star suns
shining blinding
bliss and love-debris
from his 360 arcs of iris
each a ring of kindness
a circular infinity
they
capture me
as a modest greek adonis
as sure as i am honest
ever since i've known this:
his spirit is of all which fire is
then
lazy and gentle
drops of rain
sprinkle
upon the igniting inferno
of my lust
first slowly
then faster and faster
fast fast faster
my magnificent pheromone master's
skin raining milky alabaster
streams down my face
rushes of wind blow
pleasure gusts and showers of lust
flow cascades of daydream
into my imagination
i am smitten
he maps the locus of my devotion
with every blink
my circadian rhythm
shifts
from day to night
now i count the passage of time
in the heaving of his chest
my twilight is his every breath
there is no semptember
only him
look, look up
he is albatross
and winged lion
falcon hunter and the maze of airways
whom jet the stars
their constellate map
like motorways
travelled hard by cosmic cars
pale fluffy cumulonimbus
dot his empyrean atmosphere
and drown me in the pouring
torrent of his hunger and heat
and mine,
he is my horizon line,
my event horizon
my rising sky
and here am i, chicken little,
falling
falling
falling
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Wednesday June 24th, 200911:04 pm
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Mario Piu - Mas Experience (Bad Mass Mix) |
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i metastasized
into you
i fell through the glass ceiling
and watching the shards beneath my feet
shape themselves into a glorious jigsaw
of sharpness
i walked upon each
uncut
as a firewalker
as a walking wind
slicing air and gravity, i am the notes of this song
the chords of this string
the balance of the vibration of this ecstasy
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Wednesday June 24th, 20096:42 pm
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Anyone got any personal tips for waxing at home? Or product suggestions?
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| on language and wim |
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Wednesday June 24th, 20091:23 am
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Chandrasakar (1:01:18 AM): one generation's "where art thou" is the next's "sup homeboy"
Chandrasakar (1:02:59 AM): 1337 is modern beat
Chandrasakar (12:27:03 AM): in the movies churches are always safe havens from the undead... but if you think about it, they'd be the first damn place the zombies go hunting since they're buried right out in the backyard there.
Chandrasakar (12:27:18 AM): oh wait, my bad, zombies like to eat brains. LOLOL
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| Dangerous Power |
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Monday June 22nd, 20096:31 pm
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gabriel & dresden - dangerous power |
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You lost the soul
You're out of control
Your demons aren't with you
No sense to your vice
In plastic you hide
I tried and I failed to teach you
Like a flower
I want to be the sun that you grow to
How I long to change you
Open your mind
The loss you don't find
The strength as I am to reach you
Destruction finds
The weak and the blind
Oh it tears you open
it eats you
(eats you)
Like a flower
I want to be the sun that you grow to
Dangerous power between you and me
How I long to change you
Failure comes as passion goes
Too much time has slipped away
All I see anymore is history
Like a flower
I want to be the sun that you grow to
Like a flower
I want to be the one that you grow to
Like a flower
I want to be the sun that we grow to
Dangerous power between you and me
How I long, how I long to change you
I said I wanna be Like a flower
Oh I want to be the one that you grow to
The one, the one that you grow to
Dangerous power between you and me
How I long, how I long to change you
I wanna be...
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