xenomorph zombies are coming for your lunch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Denying yourself is an indulgence and I don’t recommend anything of the kind”

 

 

 

 

- Carlos Castaneda, A Separate Reality

.. & anyone who tells you not to succeed is not your friend ..

 

 

 

 

 

3 - the pain in passion in pain in

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Money walks the fine line between good and evil, as the presses roll off bills like [a] film.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A medium of exchange -:> A:B. If money is a medium, and exchange occurs via the media, or in-between of any two things; does that mean the laws, and flaws, of money exist whenever there is an active interface. The lubricant between all those surfaces that everything is; all the way down, and all the way up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In $ Out, an interchange, bulging, bubbling, pulsating in and out. And if money is the lubricant of motion, what is the machine to which the gears it is lubricating belong, and what does it have to do with us, sitting here, in this machine that man has built?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MACHINE INTERLOGUE: A little funny, looking up where my smoke detector should have been, but instead is the emblem of Red, and White, and Black - where it would have been. Why are the axis powers staring back at me, I ask. Hot, Neutral, Ground [Common\Return]. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Well, for awhile now, tobacco was the currency de nom in these United States. What with all the hullabaloo about inflation, here you have a national medium of exchange that was inherently deflationary. You know, back when there was a reason to burn it. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Any wonder what role that played in the rise of these United States? But that would mean the less you wanted to smoke the richer you'd get: seems to have turned pretty much the truth now with the cost of cigarettes. Poor man can't get no smoke, or smoke break. What's that about? I think probably to keep people from talking about things that aren't work safe. But then again, some people probably do get smoke breaks, but there's nowhere to smoke - you know, don't get outside and see all the passing commotion. Eh, but that's just maybe office workers in western cities.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But if between any two things, there is always another thing: How do we find the the right currency that we know must exist so that those two things can "talk"? Say between our inner self and its environment and the physical world? If all labile interfaces follow the laws of money, maybe we can just use the laws of economics, and economics has been modeled, very successfully in a hydrodynamic sense, where it's real water that you can actually drink that is moving about [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phillips_Machine].

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So we're back to water, which we kinda already knew that - you know, mucoidal lubricants and cell internals <- That kind of stuff. So if we're transmitting influences, or rather, if everything is transmitting influences, between each other by medium of money, or water, then what kinds of waters are there? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We know that each country, or currency region at this point, has its own symbolic representation held different in some way from the others... and they actually act differently, going back to that MONIAC (look at the damn link will you : ) they are collectively pulsating hydrodynamic entities. Then there's that good old thing called foreign exchange - you know, tourists and shit, but think factory-sized quantities of moolah chunkin' about in there too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like blowing bubbles where something real is returned in exchange, for some of that sweet sweet water [or crude oil]. Speaking of that (snake) Oil - is itself a bit like water, but they don't really get along under the hood. They don't mix, if you catch my drift back to that beginning line... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oil is the liquid that runs the machine part of the machine: cars, planes, etc., although electricity is catching back on. Real water, H2O, and the products it generates in the form of animals, plants, etc. are the fuel that runs the organism ostensibly in charge of the machine: Physical Human Beings. Wow, we're really spinning out of control now, pulling in a lot of things that need that lubcricating action going on  - - -  now where's all that money going?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So we have two very real waters, H2O and petroleum, and an abstract, or spiritual, water: money. One of them directly feeds the machine, one satiates the demands of organisms, and the other directs, mainly, the machine via the intercession of actual fucking people - greases the wheels, as they say.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

8 - love is dripping all over the floor

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. what is it about the fall & a fear of the other; is it the un con scious realization that there is a whole other half of the year that is so distinct & different, yet of a part with the whole ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. & so, we see "leaders" warning away from "neo-mercantilist protectionist economics" & hear echoes of (far more) infamous fascists blaming the other outright for whatever misfortune benefits their own agenda ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. our interests here, however, are neither with legislation nor with finance, but, as they have always been & ever will be, with esoteric research, especially in its most immediate & personal sense .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. this isn't to say that those former are trivial con cerns; quite the con trary .. rather, it is merely to be mindful that it is only a fool who will put a band-aid over the symptom when they could perhaps even more easily address the root cause of the con cern ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. thus, what we are interested in here is what such expressions might tell us about the collective (un)con sciousness in particular .. there is a sense that the outer world at large can be thought of, 'seen' as a mirror reflection of the inner (world), & if so, one could well read this as almost an obsession with .. efficiency ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. intention & efficiency .. these are the real breeding ground for "zombies" (energies or thought forms that seem to act independently but in fact are con trolled by/from an other/elsewhere) that are indeed xenomorphs, in that they originate from outside our selves .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. how much of our most valuable resource, time, as well as energy & money are wasted away achieving the will of others & con tributing to their success ..? .. & how little is left over to further our own.. it's no wonder the whole world is obsessed with efficiency & intention, nor that so many don't even know it ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. above & beyond anything & everything else, the magician is always seeking power .. & certainly not adherence to any written law .. however, the magician is also well aware that power always comes with a price, & it is up to them to decide if it's worth the entry fee ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. this is also the case with money, which, as we've suggested more than once, is also a form of energy, if not a measure of power in its own way .. but if this is the case, we must always remember that there's a price .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. money is also *pain*.. either one's own or someone else's, but it definitely is pain, after another manner .. one could think of this particular price as the karma, or energetic "weight" attached to the sum in question ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

7 -  Love is pain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. the real con artist is a surgeon ; a technician ..

.. intentional, efficient, precise ..

.. trimmed & tightened down to successfully attain their Will  ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i(con)ic

 

 

 

.. or, "who's the real con artist?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. to the crafts(wo)man ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"When you lose everything; that's when you're finally free.."
 

 

 

- from The Acolyte 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. shades ( .. thus named because he has a tendency to trigger the shadows of others without even trying - because he's so undeniably and unapologetically himself (.. incidentally not his words ) .. ) didn't be lie ve in "coincidence" as such .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. for him there was only synchronicity (most simply understood as meaningful coincidences); signs & hints of the very world itself speaking to you at every opportunity you give it, often telling you more than you either need to or even want to know ..

.. I dunno; seems a lot of ppl just want to do it like the monkeys do & call it a day .. then they have the gall to say those who don't are somehow off .. even Nietzsche thought that sounded suspiciously like what a slave would say ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. speaking of monkeys, there's a good example; let's call it nature's revenge, for dramatic effect .. is it me or do attacks on humans by animals seem to be ever increasing..? .. it's easy enough to draw your own con clusions as to why that might be, what could possibly have changed .. anyway ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. we've returned to the con cept of the con a good number of times, & that's certainly no coincidence .. understanding it is essential to grasping the inner sense, as opposed to the outer form, of magick as such .. outside of names & forms, various traditions & towering hierarchies, there's actually only one common, one might even say a perennial, element ..

.. but here's the rub, as it were .. it's remarkably difficult to put this into words, at least without sounding silly or trite .. but that doesn't mean it isn't there .. on the con trary, it invariably recurs, hidden in plain sight .. this break in con tinuinty, this abrupt shift of trajectory seemingly in reality itself ..

.. what to do, then, if this phenomenon is so hard to grasp, unless one is prepared to laugh at oneself ..? .. here's a thought, why not do just that, by employing an idea even a child can grasp to refer to the unfathomable itself .. namely the idea of a con or confidence trick ..

.. certainly one could master an esoteric technique, tradition or modality, or indeed as many as one wishes & has the opportunity to, but there exists also a shortcut to initiation, a Cheat Code for reprogramming reality itself, which one might also use if they will ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. that is simply an inner, deeper understanding of this con cept, & the Way to use it ..

 

.. it's not possible to know u don't gnow, if u don't gnow ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. and there's a whole lot of space to fill... is it possible? damn man, what if I had a bigger screen? You know, one that encompassed the whole sphere in which I sit? That'd be pretty rad, but I think the expanse could get a bit overwhelming - you know, like we're not even talking about resolution here yet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO CHEAT!!
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ok, looks like I had to cheat - just added a line up..HEY! what just happened? Where did that interjection come from? I mean even the opening thought about a geometric fact of experience, and equating it in a sense with a page or screen upon which I write? I suppose it must be because both the symbolic word and the environment provide information, or meaning (the average plane between the internal and external) 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

<))-- DON"T OPEN CANS OF WORMS YOU DON"T INTEND TO LET LOOSE! crap, that reminds me: a pet worm didn't get enough airflow and mold formed on the surface of the soil. hope that guy's okay
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK, OK I won't cheat
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUT... back to business. The recognition of a duality 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

<-[ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE]
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The question of the difference between the two is that, seemingly, we do not impart meaning to the environment in quite the same way as we do when working with a space on a screen or page. In the second instance, we obviously are imposing structure with our fingertips, or when we hew out a stone from the quarry and cut it square, if we consider space and the objects in it, and what we do with them, as in a measure similar to using language. The alphabet in this case being the laws of external phenomena, whereas the 2D written wor(l)d imposes a joint visual / phonic space. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can leave the page whenever we want - lift up the pen or pencil; hell, we don't ever even need to bother writing something down at all. And, you know, that's how it had been for a very long time: only a hand-sorted elite had access to humanity's records, and only they decided what was worth recording. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the flip-side, most of us aren't too interested in removing ourselves from this moving image train we call reality - how would we do that, anyway, other than through a violent end of some sort? Yeah... so, I think we can stay away from that option, but regardless, one of these days we are going to be hoisted up out of this page of wonders we call home and, hopefully, head somewhere a little bit closer to where we truly feel at ease.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS SECTION, OR EVERYTHING IF THAT"S YOUR STYLE. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

<however, according to the fuller geometry of indelible space time, it's wise to consider where this experience fits in with the foregoing train of thought, and how it was interrupted>
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Back to that bubble -> AC comes on, ice falls 8-10-2024 8:08 ET
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

((sonic environment becomes highlighted))
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[[announcer: this is a test of the emergency preparedness systems]]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK, gotta call it quits now - under attack by the house. lots of irritating sonic arrangements have introduced themselves: an imbalanced fan, and helicopter. gonna turn the fan off at least. oh, and there some electric compressor hum now as well. Why have all these things suddenly come into range of awareness? yeah, there's a motorcycle engine too, now a small prop plane flying overhead. ok, can I turn off the fan now? here's the jet aircraft overhead...
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reality is more like stimulation, than simulation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To be sure, external facts can be codified and measured in some manner and accorded a number, but how does that fact in any measure (nyuk nyuk) give rise to the notion that that somehow makes reality, whatever it turns out to be, less real? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We're living inside some sort of machine that either some[one/thing] else has, or we ourselves have, created. But, really, as with all things, it's a little bit of column J and a little bit of column B. For, if we choose to take the machine analogy further - still remaining within the concerns of the current technology in vogue, i.e. computing, we are both a read and a write head. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A read head in the sense that there is that incoming information from the environment that has some meaning or direct reference to us, merely by the fact that we are experiencing it, and a write head in the sense that I can change the facts of external reality by, for example, building a hut, a house, a home, a dome.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

---A write head in the sense that in making adjustments to my posture towards external reality, I then restructure the external space.---

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, there is an interplay between these two functions that is mediated, since any two things are related by a third, a mathematical truism, especially evident in the production of dualities, one of which we are now dealing with. This mediant entity must be the body; the world out there, my body in the world, myself in my body. These elements of this trine are each composed of two poles: the active and passive consciousness, residing in the world, as dynamic and static arrangements of force, in the body, in conformance with the external world, as action and repose, and in myself as will, as experiencing and moving to change my experience. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

<<i admit, further distillation is required; the point of the trine is, however, I believe, valid - I do not have the time at the time to perform a proper enumeration>>

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This third liminal, or surface, space is where the action happens and, since right now people seem to enjoy hurting each other a bit more than usual as shown by the international conflicts currently in operation, let's think of it as the frontline in a war between self and not-self, or environment. There is the world of phenomena and the world of law. One is apperceived directly, and the other indirectly through a sort of secondary perception of unity with the external phenomena. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This obviously begs the chicken-and-egg question, for obviously in our case as humans, we have first come into awareness of the "other" after which some then recognized commonalities in exterior phenomena which were "always" respected, or adhered to, and were thus called laws. However, forgetting at this point that humans come pre-installed with sets of "laws of reality" apart from physical phenomena, which are also considered inviolable, those laws pertaining to what is experienced seem to themselves dictate what it is to be a human [in a REAL (royal, laws, you get it - dig?) world]. So again, we have the problem of an undecidable duality, and the best stance to take is to sit back, take a drag on the hookah and say it's not a line segment, it's a triangle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So again, we have a battlefront - this time between the experienced external reality and the internal ordering of phenomena we call physical laws, since we don't really know which one to put first in any sort of hierarchical arrangement - there's a battle for supremacy [but it's not ever obvious, for me, that this is going on other than under various extreme circumstance]. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

External phenomena, in contrast to changes in their lawful ordering, are easily manipulated if you don't want to get into the wiggle details. [ledgerdemaine] The revolutions in law, here considered, are the revolutions such as that from Classical to Quantum physics - new phenomena are pointed out, and the old are slotted away in their cubbies as special cases of a new more general law. This is all fine and good, but the fundamental ordering underlying the actual human experience remains more or less unchanged, going back to the computing analogy, all of our operating system, firmware, and drivers have never been updated, or only very little.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In order to be law, its consequences must be found "out-in-the-wild". As something with a real existence must exist independent of the anyone thing thinking it, or in other words, there must be a shared experience of that law, even if it remains unrecognized. - We must defend our positions, in both space and mind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

".. a person who wants to bring peace to the whole world is the worst kind of loser"

 

- Jason Reza Jorjani, Closer Encounters

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. liminal spaces are always the most interesting ..

.. the sheer endlessness of the in-between ..