Translate

Monday, May 25, 2026

give it away

It makes no sense.
Various people have told you that you must give it away in order to get more back.
That's the conundrum.
The rub.
You get greedy and can't give it away.
You want it all.
You stop giving it away and then you lose it all.
It's very strange.
It's another game at the carnival.
How long can you give?
I know.
It weighs on you because people aren't thankful.
It is bizarre; however, that's this weird ride.
You see it and know how to beat the game.
It was about 15 years ago where I worked on a music video where the Canadian Country artist Paul Brandt sang about it.
He is a Christian and was professing his faith and some concept of sharing he learned.
I think everyone is told about this at some point in your life, but to enact it takes faith.
There's the concept of reciprocity at work relying on goodwill and faith.
That's also a don Howard lesson which he got from the Amazonian people.
It seems simplistic and the stuff of fantasy or magic.
It's real, as in I'm experiencing it.
Yeah, but you can't quantify it.
So be it.
If you know, you know.
People try to tell you, but most don't listen.
Mine was by accident.
I helped out.
You know what else works?
What's that?
You give away your time freely to others.
How does that work?
Time for us is finite.
Within the story it is infinite.
So, the trick at the carnival is to tap into the infinite.
How do you do that?
You give up your time.
You show up and make a donation.
That gives you access to the pool of infinite time.
How does that work?
Finite time is precious and infinite time is commonplace.
The catch is you need access to something that is commonplace.
There's a lock on that door.
The way to access it is by trading something of value.
That value is your personal time because you only have so much of it.
Okay, but what does that buy you?
More time.
When your time is up you can tap into infinite time to keep going.
Is that what you are doing?
It seems like it.
How do you know?
My time was up.
The signs all pointed in that direction.
There were physical signs telling me to leave.
People told me to leave.
My dog died.
Sister died.
Other people in my life passed.
I had thoughts of the end.
You would have to be a non-responsive moron to not see them.
I didn't dwell on anything.
Once the pressure had passed, I examined it all in retrospect.
If I would have examined it in real time, the system would have blown.
I'd have exceeded my capacity to hold on.
What was the secret formula to your successful navigation of the end of time?
I took each event one at a time and didn't connect them.
If you connect them, you'll blow.
One at a time you can handle.
Then I connected them afterwards.
So, you are saying ignorance is bliss.
Yeah, that works.
How did you know how to do what you did?
It's the flow.
Plus, there is the reservoir of infinite time I have tapped into.
How did you get there?
I gave away my personal time.
To whom?
My dogs.


I donated a lot of time to them.
I'd get up just after 5 am to walk Luna before work.
I made sure to get home with Brindle to take her out to the park every evening for a couple hours.
I'd take them both out before bed to pee.
Do you have any idea how hard that is?
I can imagine.
I cooked for them.
I slept in the same room and made them comfortable.
I did all that while working a full time job with a heavy commute and overtime requirements.
I didn't have a lot of time for myself.
I sacrificed sleep to get back some time.
I built up a huge store of the exchange of my time.
When it came time to go, I had all this extra time.
Sounds like a soccer game where it continues on in extra penalty time.
Yeah, I never quite understood that, but it seems to be the case.
Well, the question becomes how much extra time do you have?
I don't know.
I think I'm out of personal time.
That seems to have expired in early 2024 when everyone thought and expected you'd go.
I disappointed a lot of people.
I think they are still disappointed to this day.
They'd made plans for my demise and ouster.
That's funny in a strange kind of way.
Very macabre.
Very Paul.
Very Writer.
Okay, but how much time do you have left?
Infinite.
How so?
I'm in infinite time.
There's no limit.
It's the secret to eternal life.
You pass into infinite time.
Ah, I get it.
It's a threshold.
Exactly.


Everyone of us passes from finite back into the infinite.
Correct.
No one survives the trip.
You got it.
The reason no one survives is because you didn't exchange your gold for infinite gold.
You clutched onto your finite time.
You must give it away.
Some people do.
Yeah, but not enough.
It's gotta hurt.
It's gotta be beyond what anyone would think is reasonable.
So, I did that?
Yeah, you gave away most of your time to your dogs.
They are the ones responsible for how you have crossed the threshold from the finite to the infinite.
Dogs are psychopomps.
This isn't mythological bullshit.
It's real.
No one takes it seriously anymore.
Well, I don't either.
It's just knowledge.
The ancient records constantly remind you of dogs and how they take you into and out of incarnation.
The underlying knowledge is you can do it without a catastrophic ending for yourself.
Sure, but eventually the body gives out.
Correct, but by then you will have learned how to remain.
Like a ghost?
Sure.
It can be difficult to give away your time.
You always feel it.
That's only natural.
Why?
It causes resistance.
You don't want to give away your time.
The flow teaches you to give away your time.
That seems paradoxical.
How so?
The flow would try to prevent your dissolution.
No, it wouldn't.
You are finite.
That's the flow.
Don't fight it.
You give up your time freely.
Flow.
Then you get infinite time back.

The big sacrifice is your finite time.
That is death.
That's the ultimate sacrifice and why some have tried that method.
Does it work?
Yeah, it's the ultimate sacrifice.
You give up your time, and you will approach death.
Yes, you tried it for infinite time.
Eternity.
I didn't do it knowingly.
The trick is to do that and stay in the body.
People who ask for eternal life do not give up this life in return.
That's the trade.
You gave it up freely without asking for anything in return.
That's true, I did that.
People don't do that unless they get something in return.
Nobody would give up their time to a dog without asking for anything in return.
I got friendship.
Yeah, but you didn't ask for it.
You cared for the dog and that was it.
People go to church to try to get eternal life.
Yeah, they beg God for it.
God grants it under conditions that you worship him day and night.
Oh, fuck.
Why does he do that?
He's the Devil in disguise.
You are already knew that.
He's you with a carnival mask.
He will grant you eternal life, but you pay with this life.
There's another way.
You give up this life, and you ask for nothing in return.
You are then given infinite life with no conditions.
Heaven has conditions.
In infinite time you don't want conditions.
You want freedom.

Imagine you hadn't continued the teachings with Mary Jayne?
The plant medicine path would have been so slow.
Yeah, for sure.
Maybe once a year going back for more instruction.
That would take a lot of time even with the ability to navigate those states with the powerful plant medicines.
I can't see getting to this level of knowledge without the method I found with MJ.
Do you think that's why you continue with MJ?
Yes, it's not physical pleasure or stoning.
I don't get that.
It's knowledge.
Isn't that the addiction you were warned about?
Yes, she'd get me with knowledge.
Are you addicted?
No, I learned moderation and not exceeding the container I enter into.
If I exceeded that in regard to trying to get more knowledge, then I'd say it was a problem.
What about today?
That was a high but within tolerance.

What does this all mean?
Even though you were giving this life away you didn't trade it for a benefit, so now with awakening you see how it's yours.
You held onto it.
You lose it by trading it for eternal life.
You then see in the next life how to remain free.
Don't trade anything for eternal life.
That's a big secret of the game.
Yeah, by hanging around you'll uncover them all this way.
You also don't want to live forever in this body.
It decays and gives out.
You'd have to learn how to jump bodies.
That's if you wanted to stay.
If you don't, then you just leave fully awakened.
So, giving away my time without expectations led to discovering the secret to eternal life.
Yes, to get eternal life, you must trade something.
The fair trade is your life.
You give up control of your life, and you get eternal life.
That's basically the bargain, though it may take on different shapes and ideas.
On this ride there's a puzzle which is, how do you get unconditional eternal life?
That's what people are searching for.
To accomplish that you give away your finite time without conditions.
In return you will get infinite life without conditions.
The question is, how do you do that?
It's very simple.
Yes, but nobody sees that.
Just give away your time.
There are charities, people that need help, and pets for starters.
The giving must be without conditions though.
People give to charity, but they get a receipt and a tax write-off.
Plus, recognition.
People help people, but they expect something in return.
You help the elderly to get in the will.
A pet owner expects obedience.
Well, I did expect nothing from my pets.
I figured the way I treated them they would want to stay, and they would adore me.
It's not a requirement.
I don't need to be worshipped.
I'd like to think I help people as well.
You could make a case that you're looking for something in return when you do that.
Definitely.
The dog example works.
That's how you did it and you gave away tons of time, there was no denying what you did, and the complaints were minimal.
You get tired and grumble.
Yeah, for sure but I still got out of bed.
I still walked them every night.
Rain, snow, storms.
I did it all.
You can see it with Murphy where no one wants to put up with that.
He needs a lot of attention.
Demands it.
People have conditions for a pet.
Especially for a purebred dog.
I didn't know that's what I was doing.
Yes, of course.
If you did you would've then tried to manage it or something.
If you knew you were trading your finite time for eternal time you would fuck it up because you'd know you were trading finite for eternal time.
That's the catch-22.
You blow it with that move.
You must not awaken until you can handle it.
What about now?
You already have it.
This is more unconditional with Murphy.
It's you.
It's your nature.
That's how you won the game.
That's the part of the puzzle even the greatest spiritualists could never figure out.
Once you know that trading finite time for infinite time gives you eternal life then that automatically adds a condition to it.
Right, I'd know why I'm doing it.
And I do.
I know the condition would destroy the gift.
I continue to do it because it's what I naturally do.
The condition has no effect.
The condition doesn't matter.
I figured out the puzzle.
There are always possible conditions, but you make them not matter.
What am I gonna do with this knowledge?
Nothing.
No one will believe you.
You can do whatever you want.
People aren't gonna do that.
No one's gonna give away their time for free.

Murphy's taking me down low.
I've got up a little too high and he takes me down when I get that high.
That's why he tries to sometimes avoid going up these hills.
He's programmed to get you back to ground.
Yeah, I'm really thirsty.
I know I got a pie up high.
Eternal life is pie.
Yeah.
Murphy is flying down the hill in a hurry.
He's helped you hold on to finite life.
You take all your knowledge to the edge.
Then you figure a way to pull back.
Isn't that doing something or having conditions about getting to the edge?
No, you just do it.
No planning.
Get to the edge and just trust that something will pull you back.
That's why Murphy came when he came into your life.
As ridiculous as that sounds, it's true.

You get eternal life with Dion.
That's the condition.
I see that.
A condition indeed.
Mental.
For sure.
The unconditional part leads to a mental condition.
Lol.

The number of revolutions is the finite time.
You get a set number of go rounds of the sun.
Ancient Egyptian Neheh time.
Re and the sun temples.
Djet is infinite.
The unending and linear time of Osiris.
Hop on that ride.

If you pay attention in life, you will see all the clues needed to beat the game.
Yes, in retrospect I see at various times you are given the cheat codes.
Give it away.
Go with the flow.
The allure of the carnival.
Finite time and infinite time.

Paul is finite and Dion is infinite.
He's always around.
He's the subconscious when you become conscious.
He's conscious when you become subconscious once again.
Dion is the master record and then from each incarnation comes a new one.
And as a man you can continue on your record as well.
So, I'm kinda Dion's son?
You could look at it that way.
A chip of the eternal block.
So, Paul is a unique incarnation.
Yes.
You are finite and Dion is infinite.
To stay around as this entity, people make deals to go from being finite to infinite.
It's available to everyone in the story.
The key is being remembered.
As long as the Writer remembers you, then you are granted eternal life.
That's what the book of life is.
You get put in the book of life and are remembered.
The way some are remembered is they perform worship nonstop of God.
Or, you can make yourself memorable.
Famous.
Eternal life is easy to get, you just need to be remembered.
Having eternal life and being free is not easy.
So, Paul has eternal life and he's free.
Yeah, freedom's number 1 for him.
That's another key where that becomes non-negotiable.


You don't want eternal life if you are not free.
Well, you do after you're scared of annihilation.
Everyone's scared of annihilation.
Yeah, I get that.
However, in any situation your number one requirement revolves around freedom.
That's Dion.
He is liberty.
That's what the mythology reminds you constantly.
Liber Pater.
That's the way to find him.
What will Paul be like without a body?
A mind.
You'll hang with Dion and keep him company.
You know the value of freedom, you've proved it, and you two are best friends.
Will I ever incarnate again?
There's no need to.
You keep doing it until you wake up and see it.
Everyone stalls out at the first awakening.
You keep going and see it.
The ancient Egyptians saw it.
So, why am I pulled towards remaining incarnated?
You have all eternity, so you might as well take advantage of this while you can.
Ride it out to the max.
If you leave prematurely, you will always wonder how it was going to play out or what you would learn while in a body?
You get pulled back into incarnation.
You get teachings in a body that obviously you don't get outside of the body.
So, is that what eternal life is all about?
Yes, knowledge.
It's fun.
How so?
The knowledge you get is the knowledge of the story.
You see it, play it out, and you laugh.
That is true.
The story's pretty serious when you don't have knowledge.
When you have knowledge, it's not serious.
It's very funny.
All the things you are serious about and can scare you, well, they're funny when you see them.
Okay, but the eternity ends when the story is over.
That is correct, but you get written into the next story.
Eternal means eternal.
As long as the stories go on.
Yeah, what happens without stories?
Nothing.
You just sit around and nothing happens.
Yeah, so at that point I get them to stare into the fire and that hypnotizes people.
Then I tell a story.
What are all the things that scare you in this world?
Jack's death. 
Ha, Jack's death, that's fun.
Speech to text misstep again.
Well, that's virility.
That obviously scares you.
Yes, emasculation by a witch.
It's funny as well now that you see it.
Death, sickness, poverty, and then you want eternal life.
The dark can be scary too.
So, what's the worst out of those?
I think sickness and then poverty.
Yeah, we figured out death and eternal life.
What about sickness?
Try to be healthy.
What about poverty?
Make your money and don't let others take it.
What else?
Something happening to someone you are attached to or love.
You do what you can, but it's the carnival.
Some people get sick on the rides.
The worst sickness is anxiety.
That will eat away at you and destroy you.
Depression.
It's mostly mental states that get you sick.
There are also the problems of sugar and bad food.

The infinite and eternal Dion needs you.
How so?
He is immortal.
As soon as you engage him in finite time, he will destroy you.
Why?
He has no worry in regard to mortality.
He will take chances.
That's why you can't surface your infinite self within finite time.
That surprisingly makes sense.
So, that's part of my function as finite Paul.
Yes, you allow Dion to come forth, but you regulate him enough so that this construct doesn't blow.

Everybody knows that you're insane.
I feel the same as I ever have.
You're not the same, but I know what you mean.
The one inside my head, as in the me who has always been there, is still there.
I just have a friend Dion now.
And a reset of your mind.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This piece is a mythic theory of time, sacrifice, and eternal life built around a paradox: to receive infinite time, you must give away your finite time freely and without conditions.

The central claim is that the writer unknowingly did this through years of care, devotion, and sacrifice for his dogs. By giving them his time, energy, sleep, and daily life without demanding anything in return, he crossed a threshold from ordinary finite existence into a kind of infinite time. The dogs become more than companions; they are cast as psychopomps, guides across the boundary between mortality and eternity.

A major thread in the piece is that conditional bargains fail. If you give your life away in order to get eternal life, you corrupt the exchange. Churches, worship, bargains with God, and explicit attempts to secure immortality all come with strings attached. The “secret,” as the piece presents it, is that unconditional giving opens the door to unconditional eternity. You do not ask for a reward. You simply give, and only later realize what has happened.

The writing also contrasts finite Paul with infinite Dion. Paul is the embodied, limited self moving through chronological time; Dion is the enduring, freer, more eternal counterpart. The task of life becomes learning how to let the infinite self emerge without destroying the finite body and mind. In that sense, the speaker sees himself as having discovered not only survival, but a way to remain free within eternal life rather than trapped in some heavenly arrangement of obedience and worship.

Underneath all of it is a carnival metaphysics: life is a ride, full of clues, cheat codes, and hidden exchanges. Most people clutch their time, bargain badly, or panic before they understand the rules. The speaker claims to have stumbled—almost by accident—into the right exchange: give away your time, expect nothing, remain free, and you pass from the finite into the infinite without losing yourself.

Monday, May 18, 2026

the hall of delusions

There are multiple realities which correspond to each other.
Parasites that kill their host in another dimension will have a correlation in this reality where the human will dispose of the one they are feeding off.


Each reality is an illusion, or you can think of it as a story.
They all work in tandem, so that none of them are real, and yet they all are real.
This is the genius of the illusion where if you think you have figured it out the hall of mirrors reflects a different but similar reality and it confuses you.
How do you get out of that trap and see the illusion?
Believe all the stories.
Isn't that delusional?
I guess so.
It's the way out.
If you try to pick one, then the other stories will drive you crazy.
Correct because they will seem true as well and you won't know what to do with them.
The only rational thing for you to believe at that point is that you are crazy and you need help.
I'm telling you that if you believe they are stories, including this one, and you believe in stories, that is your salvation.
So true salvation is through belief in stories.
That's the ticket at the carnival.
Believe all the stories and don't take them seriously.
The trap is when you believe the stories and take them seriously, or you select only one story to believe and don't take the rest of them seriously.
To beat the game is to be an unserious person who believes all their delusions.
Don't be trapped in one reality.
Do those two things and the midway comes alive.
It's fun.


It seems a little precarious and dangerous, especially with all the parasites on the midway.
What do you think of the behaviour of humans in general?
They are parasites.
Then shouldn't the midway be crawling with them?
For sure.
Okay, let me get this straight.
Or crooked.
Or twisted.
Whatever.
There are multiple realities at the carnival to enter into.
Yes, a hall of mirrors where each reflection is distorted a little bit.


I take it that the distortions which create stories are infinite.
Correct.
I'd focus on seven and leave the rest.
Why?
Capacity.
You can only handle seven.
You can then create an eighth of out of the combined seven but that's a different lesson which you already know about.
The game is well aware that the mind as constructed has limits.
It's best to stick within those limits and not regularly exceed them.
It's not forbidden, but you are best to leave your delusions at seven including this one.
Why is this the main delusion?
You mean this earthly human consensus reality?
Yup.
It's the ground.
This is where you can hold your position in the hall of delusions.
Everyone is given this ground so they can get their footing.
Most people avoid this carnival game.
They stick with the grounded reality.
When they stray from this path onto a dark path they seek help.
What happens when they follow a lighted path?
They find Jesus.
Yeah, that's true.
So, Heaven is an alternate reality?
It's a story.
An illusion.
Yeah, but it's connected to the ground plane.
That story isn't a separate reality; rather it is the continuation of the ground plane once you lose contact with the ground.
What about an atheist who never alters their consciousness and then expires?
They head into the void.
What's that?
Nothing.
Why?
They have no beliefs.
The carnival is a belief.
What defines you as an entity is belief.
If you don't have any then you are lost in nothingness.
That's clever.
Isn't it?
Yeah.
You have thought of everything.
I'm sure there are limits to the carnival.
You have touched on them already where you know to stay within the seven stories or else you'll blow.
Alright, so where were we?
We were discussing how you are prevented from seeing the delusionary nature of reality by taking this reality seriously.
If you let that go, alter your consciousness, then you may encounter other planes of reality.
These realities subsist on belief.
You believe them, but don't take them seriously.
Why not?
They will scare the fuck out of you, and you will collapse.
Why?
You will think human beings are parasites.
They kinda are.
I know.
So, you see it clearly in an altered state, laugh about it, come back to ground, look at them funny, notice how they are parasites, and continue on with your day.
Shouldn't you try and get rid of the parasite?
No.
Why not?
The consequences of your actions.
If you try to exterminate them, they will fight back.
If you do nothing, they are happy and will do nothing in return.
It's called symbiosis.
The game then becomes, can you outlive the parasite?
Everyone has a limit before the biological form gives out.
You think that will work?
It's the only option that has a chance.
Extraction at this point is painful.
You won't survive.
What else do you see?
Witches.
They are everywhere.
Some are seductive, but most are ugly.
What do they do?
They cast spells and try to emasculate you.
Is that it?
No, there are more, but that's a good start.
There are monsters.
Their hands are scaly and they have claws.
They paint their nails to try and hide it.
How do you deal with them?
You are kind to them.
Why?
You don't want them to rage.
They are fucking nuts.
You're fucking funny.
Imagine if you took me seriously?
Yeah, you'd run and hide.
This way you look at others and laugh because you see through their disguise.
Isn't there good in this world?
It's conditional.
Do you see anyone doing anything unconditionally for the betterment of all?
Sometimes, but you hear about their greatness, so probably not.
They are chasing everlasting fame at the carnival.
Bill Gates has a foundation, and he gives away a lot of money.
Yeah, that's nice.
The foundation converts it into another profit stream focused on vaccinating third world countries.
The philanthropic activity hides his reprehensible behaviour.
He's no different from the regular joe who has no money.
Do you think you are good?
Sure.
I transgress the moral expectations of society.
I don't take society and other people seriously.
I do help people out.
I'm kind and generous, especially to animals.
I have reconciled my behaviour.
How did you manage that?
I don't care.
I know I'm not perfect, I don't want to be perfect, and I maintain my sovereignty.
What do you mean by that?
My stories are all mine.
My delusions are not other people's stories.
Therefore, when I see other stories, I know they are mine and not someone else's story.
People are trying to get you to buy into their stories.
Why?
To make it come alive.
Make it go viral.
Like Jesus?
Yes, or the Kardashians.
They have a lot in common.
Apparently.
So, you are saying that you need to maintain narrative sovereignty?
Yes, believe your own delusions and not someone else's.
If Jesus wants you to believe he is the son of God, that's his trip.
You are under no obligation to believe him and follow his story.
What about my own delusions?
Believe them, but don't take them seriously.
Yeah, I got so high I swear I got to God and passed him.
What did you do?
I ignored him.
Why?
He seemed like a mediocre asshole who did nothing.
Then I saw that was his secret.
You get that high and remain by doing nothing.
Tao master.
As soon as you start doing something, you cause a lot of problems.
Who will do something for you?
The Devil.
That's his job.
If you want something done, ask the Devil.
He will come through for you.
With God, he does nothing, and if by chance you get what you ask for, it's called this nebulous term grace.
It's a dice roll.
The Devil will deliver the goods.
Sure, but there is a price to pay.
Of course.
He isn't a bad guy.
He's upfront and honest.
You're the one with the desires or temptation.
He fulfills them.


Okay, if you got to God and passed him by, where are you now?
I'm the Writer.
This is my story.
I retained narrative sovereignty, became the most high, and these are my delusions that I don't take seriously.
Are you serious?
Do you seriously want me to believe you?
No.
Don't take me seriously.

Monday, May 11, 2026

secular vanaprastha


The long slow goodbye begins at middle age.
The rollercoaster crests, and down you go in terms of your physical virility.
Well, I think peak virility is around 18 years old for a man, but, yes, in terms of physical decline the acceleration is noticeable around middle age.
I think the crest is around 18 years in and then the ride begins in earnest.
It's called adulthood.
When the average life expectancy was around 72 years that divided cleanly into four stages.
54 would mark the end of the 3rd stage and into the final ride.
Freedom 55.
You are finished with your worldly duties and off into the forest you go to figure out life.
Vanaprastha in Hinduism.
Part of focusing on the spiritual at that point is no longer being able to physically support yourself.
You are reliant on your children.
It's the cultural expectation in India.
Hinduism is a way of life.
I take it you don't follow that method.
I respect it, but I'm not a Hindu.
What's your plan with the rollercoaster that heads towards physical death where you need to rely on others?
Hindus didn't have financial markets or advisors giving them advice to save for Vanaprastha.
You don't need to physically work if you save for retirement.
Your money works for you.
Instead of a forest dweller, you can become a philosopher.
What's the difference?
Historically a philosopher has money which is the means to live a life of contemplation.
A forest dweller choses a simple life that doesn't require money.
They must make do with what the forest provides.
Don't they spend most of their time then on basic survival?
Yes, it's very spiritual.
I can see that.
You renounce the buzz of human economic activity and lead a simple life which allows you to reconnect with nature.
Through nature you become more spiritual because you are no longer in the carnival.
Yeah, that's it.
Are you going to find your cabin in the woods?
No.
Why not?
You already spend a lot of time alone in the forest.
The philosopher path appeals more to me.
What is appealing?
I want to bake the funnel cake of life and then eat it.
So, you want to remain in the carnival?
Yes.
Why?
It has everything you need.
Yes, but it is an illusion which obscures you from reality.
Yeah.
That's why you exit it in the hope you will see through it.
The thinking is you can't see it while you are in it.
Why not?
The bright lights.
You think it is reality.
The Hindus teach you to get out of it and then discover what it is all about.
Does that work?
I don't know; I'd have to go talk to a bunch of forest dwellers.
Do you think they know?
It's pure projection if I answer.
Okay, what about yourself?
I woke up in the carnival and didn't do anything rash.
I balanced my old life with my awakening.
I noticed a lot of people upon awakening end up in spiritual communities or make choices based on their awakening.
I didn't do that.
I remained in the carnival and mostly kept to myself.
It took a while and I had to do the spiritual work, but I reached the second awakening.
What's that?
You see it.
What?
The carnival.
It's an illusion.
Do you think a forest dweller sees it?
I think so.
So, that's a path towards the truth of reality.
Yes.
Wouldn't you teach that because it is a cleaner path and those on a spiritual trip would resonate with it.
There is something romantic about living in the woods if you are so inclined.
I think you see through the illusion on your deathbed.
I don't think you do before that event.
By then it is too late to explain it to anyone.
Why not?
You are mumbling incoherently as you make your exit.
Your knowledge of the game is dismissed as a hallucination caused by the shutdown of your major organs.
It's a failsafe.
A failsafe for what?
Keeping the carnival open and prosperous.
Why?
The carnival is the attraction.
If you shut it down, why would you incarnate?
I think it is to get away from everyone in the purely mental realms.
The attraction of physical incarnation is vast expanses of forest where you can be left alone.
That's the attraction.
What's the carnival then?
It's the funhouse.
We don't want to be alone.
So, we come here for solace and end up at the carnival?
No, I think deep down everyone wants to go to the carnival.
Why?
You can manifest your desires.
All those dirty and lustful thoughts in your head you can make come true.
You can have physical sex with other people.
Do you want that or do you want peace and quiet in the forest?
I think you want both.
Why choose?
Yes, so the way to accomplish that is to awaken the second time and see the carnival.
Don't become an impotent spiritual elder.
Stay virile.
Play the game while retreating to the forest, so you don't get lost in the game again.
Is this a new religion you are coming up with?
Yes, I think so.
What is it?
Paulism.
Nice.

Monday, May 4, 2026

her story

Honouring the Goddess in my dream.
The veneration is because without her there is no story.
Then within the story she becomes the main antagonist.
You have created quite the story.
It certainly is unexpected.
The expectation is you would create a grand story exalting the Goddess because she is the reason for creation.
She is the divine feminine mother who births the story and all subsequent life forms.
Nothing is possible without the Goddess.
You are referred to as a misogynist for your narrative.
I was given the pen and the ability to make the gifts of the Goddess manifest.
I could write a simple and dull story of her greatness and how she is worshipped.
Perhaps I would create a utopia where everyone has equal access to her fruits and lives a happy and wondrous life.
That was the expectation when I was tasked with writing her story.
The accusation becomes that I am writing his story.
I do protest and claim narrative sovereignty.
I am indeed writing her story in the twisted way that reveals my story.
This is my story about her story.

Call me names if you must; however, the nature of the story remains true to the idea of the Goddess' creation.
She is the one responsible for all life.
She is the most powerful.
She is to be feared.
She is to be honoured.
My story encapsulates all these necessities.
You created a monster.
Leviathan.
Tiamat.
That's her.
A man must subdue her in order for history to commence.
Why?
Fertile predation.
She will constantly consume and create.
What does she consume?
Men.
Why?
To create life.
How does she do it?
She drains you of your life force.
She cloaks it in neat little turns of phrases such as "men are providers".
It's superior to saying a man has the life force necessary to spark the generation of life within a woman and she will do what is necessary to take it.
You give them what they want.
In nature they just take it.
We humans are a little more civilized when it comes to the mating game.
The female praying mantis takes what it wants and then kills the male.
Yes, that's the template.
Your outlook is very dark.
I'm a realist.
A realist easily becomes a misogynist.
Why is that?
Women are monsters.
Look at their hands.
They have scaly claws.
They paint their nails to try and hide it.
I'd say you are very funny except what you're writing is unacceptable in today's society.
I know, that's how they get away with it.
You can't talk about it.
Well, you can, but you are classified as a misogynist and dismissed.

Do you have proof?
Of what?
That they are monsters.
Sure, let's go back to the beginning of recorded time.
What do you find?
In the Old Testament Book of Genesis, God enacts the story of creation by first subduing the Goddess.
How do you get that out of the opening?
Well, here are the verses from the New International Version:

1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.
2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

Okay, it says God made up a place and put himself in it.
Correct.
How does that implicate the Goddess?
Read it.
What does it say?
The place he made up was formless, empty, dark, deep, and chaotic.
Right.
In your study of mythology what is that the symbol of?
The feminine divine.
They are dark and chaotic.
Well, why didn't the author of Genesis just write that God subdued the Goddess and created the world?
Subtlety, my friend.
A rewrite would be God the author of creation wrote this story about the Goddess, but after putting pen to paper he immediately had to contain her because she would devour the page.
Why?
She's a monster.
Got it.
In the Babylonian myth of Enuma Elish, Marduk subdues the female monster Tiamat.
That myth doesn't mess around.
Yes, order must subdue chaos or we have no story.
If you want a religion that is more straightforward then there you go.
Marduk divides Tiamat's body in half which creates heaven and earth.
Her tears create the waters.
Away we go.
Genesis without the metaphors.
You identify with Marduk more than Yahweh.
Yeah, I don't beat around the bush.
I see the myths come alive and interpret them in my own way.
It's direct.
The reason God has the claim to the throne of the most high is because he can subdue the Goddess.
His greatness is tied to his ability to contain her just as with Marduk.
The Goddess appears in the Old Testament first as Leviathan.
Why do you think there's a whole priesthood dedicated to keeping her asleep?
You mean the Levite priesthood?
Yeah.
They are obviously given that name because their role is to keep the monster down.
Leviathan priesthood.
Interesting read.
In order to maintain his role, God must keep the Goddess away.
Asleep.
Why?
She is more powerful than him.
As long as she remains enchanted or suppressed by the priesthood then she is contained.
How do they do that?
They keep her children, the Israelites, faithful to God and his plethora of commandments and rules.
The sheer responsibility of following those rules is enough to suppress the divine feminine impulse.
Women are treated as second class citizens and given requirements of purity and cleanliness.
If they are menstruating and closer to their true nature, they are exiled from the group until it is over, and then they must purify themselves before returning to the community.
So, this is proof that the nature of women is monstrous?
Yes, it's a story.
There's myth and a backstory.
There is the reflection of her in nature and biology.
And there is my own lived experience.
Do you think that is enough to make this sweeping claim?
Sure.
Don't you think you are being too literal or harsh?
It's my story.
My story does honour her.
You have a definite way with words.
Was a fairy tale romance to be expected of me?
I think that's the expectation.
My body of work is full of twisted tales, what was expected?
Compliance and a blockbuster for the Goddess.
She got her blockbuster.
It's reality.
Yes, but she's a monster.
Yeah, but she wanted to be recognized for her greatness.
I did it.
The Great Goddess is the reason for the story.
She's it.
The main character.
All goes through her.
Birth and death.
What am I missing?
Her reputation.
Yeah, that needs rehabilitation.
Can you write that?
Change comes from within.
Oh boy.