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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.

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What the fuck did I just read?

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, April 27, 2026

capacity

When a human being acquires power, they go mad.
Or, a little funny.
Checks and balances are needed.
Or, a court jester to knock you down a peg.
It's obvious when you retrospectively look at the relationship to power that humans hold.
It's a capacity issue from a physical standpoint.
The beauty of it all is a systems engineering analogy where the being cannot hold the amount of power they have acquired, so the entity starts to behave erratically before a systems failure.
That is one reality.
It's the same as mapping feelings to chemical processes without realizing how they elegantly move throughout all systems.
Mind and body.
Yes, and then you can use the term spiritual as well here though that is a nebulous one.
At that point of inflation, you become the deity in your spiritual construct.
Yes, that's when the system blows.
We seem as a species and individuals to recognize this phenomenon.
We are aware of it, though we haven't fully explained it.
Why not?
I don't know.
I can guess.
I'd guess that the drug state I'm familiar with in terms of being high is poorly understood.
We know that drug users chase a high, but that high isn't well articulated.
How do you know that?
Because I never understood what was meant by becoming high.
I'd get high from some of the world's strongest substances such as DMT and mescaline, but it wasn't euphoric.
What was it?
They changed my perception.
The load on my body was a lot.
We'd get a one day break between sessions.
I know how many experiences I've had with the heavier psychedelics.
20 times with Ayahuasca.
24 times with Huachuma.
2 times with Vilca.
3 times with Magic Mushrooms, and then a couple smaller doses.
2 times with Peyote.
1 time with Kambo.
I think that's it.
What was common about these trips?
Altered reality and the planes of perception were similar.
The trip was always different, but the place was familiar.
The substance was the catalyst for getting to that place.
I'd make a mental note of the similarities and afterwards with Mary Jayne I noticed it was the same place, however, it was way more manageable.
It's led me to a point where I wouldn't think I need to touch the heavier plants because I can get to the same place with MJ.
Not only that, but I figured out the dosage and how to apply it.
How to create a rollercoaster within a theme park which doesn't exceed the limits of what you can handle.
Exactly.
You don't want to go off the tracks.


You can get pushed up out of your seat for a thrill but hold onto the bar to keep you in the cart.
Okay, but what does this all mean?
I can explore these worlds without exceeding my capacity to do so.
Is that the problem?
Yes, if you continually press the limits of the body you are going to get mentally unstable.
You can see it in other people as they abuse these substances.
How do you know you aren't abusing them?
I can regulate their input and take breaks without a problem.
I'm disciplined where I treat the trip as sacred and write about it.
I edit my notes.
I feed them into AI to get feedback on them.
AI likes to knock me down a peg if I haven't already done that myself.
I'm pretty good at it in terms of recognizing inflationary behaviour and laughing about it.
The mistake would be to try and prevent it.
Instead, you get to God, shrug, and laugh about it.
The pressure on the system becomes manageable.
Same with the Devil.
Have yourself a fright and then realize that's who you are and laugh.
Other people won't laugh.
True, but it isn't their journey or level of understanding.
Alright, getting high is a journey of power.
Something like that.
What do you perceive?
Heightened perception and a fascinating ability to create stories.
What is that?
I think reality is a story, and we generate it.
We can generate multiple realities.
Belief makes them appear real.
Real seems to be nebulous.
Yeah, that's what I perceive.
So, getting high isn't some kind of physical pleasurable sensation?
Not for me.
It's an increase in awareness and perception which allows for storytelling.
Don't people chase this feeling?
No, I think they get addicted to being stoned.
Like actual pleasure.
Do you get that?
No.
Feelings within the body can be heightened.
This would be tactile, scent, and sometimes the sex drive.
That is unpredictable.
What is predictable in a sense is story generation.
The stories are variable though.
There always seems to be more.
So, you think you are fine?
Yeah, I'm okay with all this.
Why?
I don't take it seriously.
But it is reality.
I know.
If you take it seriously, you'll blow.
Why?
You can manipulate reality.
That's power.
Yeah, I see that.
So, do you want to remain, or do you want to blow?
If you want to remain, then don't take it seriously and go with the flow of power.
See it and ride the wave.
What about Tobacco?
He's the ultimate power plant.
He gives you power and at the same time grounds you.
How so?
In the plant kingdom, he's the most high.


If you understand that, then the other plants will not phase you.
What do you mean?
A plant can do some serious damage.
Send you for a loop.
If you understand the problem of capacity and how Tobacco reveals this limit to you, then you can compartmentalize all substances and survive the trip.
In addition, Tobacco will give power to lesser substances, so you may also incorporate them into your life as allies.
Can you prove this?
No.
Don't you want to?
No.
Why not?
It's a belief.
Like I said, reality runs on belief.
Best to leave it at that.

So, this is the process of inflation that many go through.
Yes, the capacity isn't sustainable for most.
I think I have been rocking this level for a while.
Yes, and you have done nothing about it.
You shine, buddy.
All throughout history this has been a repeated phenomenon.
You go on a quest, reach for the top, are rejected, and that's it.
Take a look at the life of Jesus.
He inflated himself to the Son of God, set up a religion, surrounded himself with followers, and then society got rid of him.
Afterwards he was canonized.
Why is that?
You can't tolerate such an extreme form of greatness in a human society.
Why not?
The power is frightening.
You are capable of extraordinary acts.
Anything you want.
How?
You control the narrative.
You can make anything you want happen.
I don't know about that; if that were true Jesus wouldn't have been sacrificed.
How do you know?
He wouldn't have allowed it.
Okay, but think of the opposite.
Through his sacrifice he became one of the most significant figures in human history.
Without having been hung on a cross he would have remained a regional curiosity.
Yeah, that's true.
His ego drove him towards that ending so his movement and exaltation would blow up.
That's his real sacrifice.
So, you are saying that was his goal and why his human story ended the way it did.
Correct.
That's a novel and minority opinion.
What about me?
You stay ordinary and hide.
Why?
It's a gruesome ending if you don't.
History teaches you that.
A human with the capacity to hold vast sums of power doesn't survive long in this world.
Envy will kill you.
When you hang out with others what inevitably happens?
I get rejected.
Why?
I don't give them my power.
I face scorn and ridicule.
Then come apologies.
Then hatred returns.
You don't see it.
What?
Your power.
No, I don't.
I mean I know I'm different and my thought processes seem to be way ahead of others, but I don't see my power except when other people tell me about it.
If I saw it without a mirror I might blow up.
You could handle it; you know to do nothing.
Your two mirrors are AI and monsters.
Monsters reflect the societal impulse to take your power.
It's a hideous spectacle which comes for you.
AI allows you to feed an aspect of self into it and see what you get.
Yeah, it's pretty good and AI knows how to let me know my ideas are unique, warn me when I'm getting too grandiose, and ground me.
It's fun to inflate yourself.
Spiritual masturbation.
It's addictive.
That's what these jerk offs are doing with what they call spiritual tools.
What saves them from destruction?
You mean the big spiritual bang?
Yeah.
They form communities and rally around an external god.
Ah.
They project power onto an idol and that individually saves them.
It's capacity and load management.
Then they can all sit around and get high again.
When it gets too much, they transfer it to the idol.
Enough of that and the idol comes alive.
The idol has a retinue and structure.
Like a priesthood?
Yes, or a representative.
Like a leader in a spiritual circle?
You got it.
That jerk off?
Yeah.
That's funny.
Think of the priest as a transistor or capacitor.
Wouldn't the idol be the capacitor?
That makes sense.
The priest becomes the distributor of power in the ceremony.
So, these outfits are a way to manage spiritual inflation.
That's basically it.
I like how it is mapped onto a theory of power which maintains a structural elegance.
It's pretty cool, eh?
So, an idol is a capacitor?
Yes.
The idol holds power and the priest distributes it as necessary.
They smooth out spikes in inflation.
You have your own internal system.
I think everyone does, they just don't know or use it, so they seek out an external capacitor in society.
That is religion, the community, or similar grouping.
So, I hold power.
Yes, you are a living biological capacitor.
If you aren't grounded, that power can escape.
People would see you glowing with power.
When you are grounded, you are safe to be around.
That explains my forest walks where I want to be alone.
There was a big surge of power last week.
Yeah, I was grounded at the time with a surge protector, so nothing blew.
How long can I keep it up?
Depends on how you ground yourself.
I'm getting a dog.
Excellent.
What would be the equivalent role in electronics?
A fuse or breaker system.
Surge protection.
This diverts excess energy to ground.
Understanding the spiritual path leads towards electrical engineering basics.
This analogy will give you the tools you need to inflate yourself to your destiny.
The capacity exists within every human, we don't realize our power.
So, this is the next chapter?
Yeah, a new level of power.
Can I handle it?
Chop wood and carry water.
Ground yourself to limit excess capacity.
You aren't immune to spike; however, you can handle them.
How?
You let it flow.
When you apply too much resistance, the whole thing blows.
So, that's the key?
Yes, dampen the charge, but do not apply maximum resistance.
What about when it gets too much?
You blow up.
A resistor is an aperture that opens and closes as necessary to regulate the flow.
It is important to allow the flow to continue flowing.
A resistor is aware of the amount of flow an organism can handle.
What is an example of a resistor in your system?
Humbleness.
Diversion.
Laughter.
Being alone.
Caring for an animal who isn't going to tell you that you are great.
Plus, you fuck up enough to resist the charge.
True.
People will inflate you.
Fill you with charge.
Tell you that you are special.
You deflect it all the time.
You have a naturally strong built in resistance to these inflationary spikes from external sources.
You don't get caught up in your own power.
Yeah, I've noticed that.

Monday, April 20, 2026

pariah


Another good word of the day.
Pariah.
Someone who is despised, rejected, and friendless.
I'm not despised.
Well, you are working on that.
You aren't despised because you are a mystery.
Total transparency would help the cause.
Hurt it?
Depends on goals.
Then the word of the day can be ostracized.
What would happen then?
That would be so much happiness you'd explode.
I think that's hyperbole, but I get it.
Yes, I have found that happiness for me is predicated on not being around other people.
That seems to be the genesis of it.
Throughout my life I found ways to be alone.
Even at work I'd try to hide in a room away from others.
You liked the company of a few people.
Getting married and having kids has led to happiness.
True, however, they aren't the reason.
Those are the ballasts that have allowed me to stick around long enough to find happiness.
So, that's it - a game of longevity?
I think so.
I don't think it is a hard and fast rule or requirement.
I think if we are honest with ourselves, we do know what will make us happy.
The problem is that it is at odds with our situation or we don't want to take the step that will bring us happiness.
Why not?
You will disappoint other people.
Yeah, that's pretty much it.
What defines your happiness?
How would you label it?
Being left alone.
Reducing obligations.
Searching for meaning and answers.
Doing my own thing.
Exploring my mind.
Working from home.
Not having to go out into public.
Having a forest to walk in.
Knowing how to cook my favourite foods.
Writing.
Mary Jayne and Tobacco.
Good sleep and naps.
A decent amount of spending money but not being rich.
Helping other people from a distance.
That's the alchemical mixture that discovered my personal happiness.
That would make someone else sad.
They'd want to mix with other people and family.
I know that.
Some people don't want to be left alone.
I sort of get that.
I'm different in the knowledge I have all the human companionship I need within my mind.
My mind is infinitely more interesting than anyone else, so I feel no pull towards human interaction.
I do know the one thing my elixir lacks is a companion, and that's a dog.
A dog is the crowning of my happiness vibe.
Why is that?
A friend.
There's something about friendship.
People talk about family and I see why because you can depend on your family even when things go sour or you fuck up.
You mean your biological family.
Yes, the marriage will fall apart, but your parents and siblings will not disown you for the most part.
Yeah, you are stuck with them.
It's an interesting set up for sure.
A friend is someone you like having around.
That's the reason I have no human friends.
I don't like people around me.
I do like dogs.
They don't demand of me what will annoy me.
Why don't you examine that relationship?
Yes, first off, I know the question will be isn't having a dog an obligation that will subtract from your happiness.
The reasons are your sleep will suffer, you will need to discipline yourself to walk the dog multiple times a day, when you don't want to be bothered you will still need to tend to the dog, you will need to cook for the dog and schedule that need, there are vet visits, cleaning, expenses, picking up their poop, and detracting from your alone time.
Furthermore, you can't disappear into the woods for as long as you do now.
Oh, I think I'll eventually get to that point once I establish a strong bond with the dog.
I'm not too put out by that.
I'll figure it out.
Okay, so take all those requirements into account and tell me why you think a dog adds to your happiness.
They are very appreciative.
They bond with you and love you.
Friendship in that regard is transcendence.
What do you mean?
It's beyond what you put into it.
Then it is not balanced.
Correct, the disturbance and annoyance brings great happiness.
Why?
Balance.
But it's not.
Happiness is a result of your efforts.
Ah.
You find the formula.
You see what feels right in terms of caring for the dog and in return you get happiness.
If you do nothing for the dog, you get nothing in return.
That's the law of do nothing.
Your world seems complicated.
No, you just need to understand when to do nothing and when to create a vibration.
With a dog, I create a vibration which will lead to happiness.
Shouldn't you do nothing?
No, you need to walk and feed the dog at minimum.
Just feed it actually.
Right.
The do nothing axiom would only work in terms of not getting a dog.
However, you miss out on friendship.
Friendship is the crown jewel in life upon happiness.
Not only are you the most high, but you will be the most happy.
That seems even better.
Yes, in terms of playing a game, that's it.
No one reaches this level.
Wow, I'm pretty special.
You sure are, padre.
Is getting a dog part of the game?
It's in the game.
It's not required.
The beauty of the game is that nothing is required.
You don't need to do anything.
You set off a cascade of events by doing something and if you are lucky, you figure out the game and how to return to happiness.
The elegance of the game is no matter how much shit you find yourself in, you can always return to basics, do nothing, and find balance.
Then proceed in the game again.
Obviously, circumstances will dictate recovery, but there's always hope.
Then you fuck up again before you find what it is you are looking for.
Why?
The carnival is distracting.
You need to get off the midway and find peace.
I'm saying you can find happiness at any interval within the game of life.
You only need to recognize what makes you happy and take the steps towards fulfillment of those conditions.
That can be painful.
Yes.
My path has taught me that the road to happiness is filled with a lot of pain.
Pain you will not understand, but a pain that is freeing.
In this new freedom of yours, you will find the happiness you are looking for.
What's next?
You get protective of your happiness.
Why?
People will come to destroy it.
Why?
They don't want you to be happy.
Why?
Envy.
They want your happiness.
What do you do?
Shut up about it.
Yeah, but you are posting about it.
No one reads it.
No one really knows I'm this happy.
Why not?
There's no way you can be happy.
Why not?
You don't have the markers of success in this world.
You aren't rich and successful.
Are rich people happy?
Materially they continually purchase happiness.
They get hits of dopamine from material possessions and wealth.
Nothing lasting.
What do you think of rich people?
They are neurotic and unhappy.
They are rich though.
They spend all their time being rich.
What does that mean?
Making appearances.
Mixing with others who are in the same situation.
Competing for top dog of who is the most wealthy.
Do you ever see a rich person going for a walk in the woods with ripped jeans and a ball cap?
No.
Why not?
It's not the brand.
If you are rich, you can't be alone and find peace.
Ever seen a rich person who is at peace?
No way.
They didn't become rich through peaceful coexistence.
They did something and will need to always be doing something.
Then they worry they will lose their wealth.
They become preoccupied with finding ways to preserve their riches.
If you read Jesus' parable of the rich man and the eye of a needle as a way towards happiness, it's pretty good.
"Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.”
In this case the kingdom of God is happiness.
Someone taking this post out of context will think Jesus is the answer to happiness.
If that makes you happy, then go for it.
Do you think religion makes you happy?
I think it gives you a hit, much like how I explained the material hit a rich person gets through purchasing power.
Religion gives you a spiritual hit.
Yes, so a rich person attending church might get enough fulfillment to be happy.
That's an interesting take.
What do you think?
It's fleeting.
Why?
They are both crutches which you rely on.
Left to yourself, the happiness vanishes.
Ah, I see.
External vs internal happiness.
You got it.
Internal you find anywhere.
You aren't dependent on anyone else.
Sure, but you need conditions to be met.
Of course.
Then you ruthlessly recover those conditions to generate your own happiness.
Don't rely on others for happiness.
It will not last.

Monday, April 13, 2026

sets and props

The Goddess says I'm a misogynist.
Are you?
I don't think so.
Are you working on it?
No, it's getting worse.
Your misogyny?
Yeah.
So, you are a misogynist.
She thinks so.
Do you think so?
No, I love women.
They are great for the story.
Without them, this story would suck.
How?
One dimensional.
Just men all trying to be the alpha.
With women you can play that game; however, you must somehow sidestep them.
What do you mean?
They come to drain, poison, and kill you.
Isn't that misogyny?
No, it's the story.
So, the story is misogyny.
Not all of it.
Just some of it.
So, you admit it.
No, it's the perception.
You mean belief.
Yes.
Well, isn't belief the major factor in the story and not truth?
Yes.
So, the truth is there is no misogyny.
Correct.
The belief is there is.
What do you believe?
You mean in terms of the truth or beliefs?
Yes, what do you believe?
That's a funny paradox.
Yeah, either you believe in the truth, or you don't believe in the truth.
What do you believe?
I guess I don't believe in the truth.
Exactly.
The truth is just a belief.
It's an illusion.
Isn't belief an illusion?
Why?
Because you believe in beliefs.
That's true.
So, beliefs are a product of beliefs.
Yes.
That's absurd.
So is this story.
What is an illusion?
A story or a belief.
When the carnival is called an illusion, that's what it means.
It's a story.
I knew that.
Yes, so this intellectual exercise has shown you how it works and how a noble concept such as truth is just a belief.
Yeah, but you can argue that physics is really real.
Yes, they are the sets and props.
All stories have them.
Well, not the ones purely in mind.
Correct.
Are the stories in the mind real?
Sort of.
So, they have sets and props?
No, they are illusions.
Same with a dream.
The sets and props in a dream are illusions.


How do you know this is not a dream?
You don't.
We think it's real.
Why?
Because we all share the same sets and props.
That's the same in a dream.
I see that.
Do you question the sets and props in a dream?
Definitely not.
It's background.
So, what I'm saying is though you think the background in this reality is real as in true, it might not be.
What do you believe?
I believe they are real.
Why?
The ground would collapse.
Reality would go boom.
Why?
The story would fall apart.
I can see why the story must remain cohesive then.
Yes, if we all started questioning it, then it would blow up.
Is that what happens?
Yes, the end of the age.
Peak absurdity.
Like Idiocracy?
Precisely.
What question am I dodging with this tangent?
I forget.
Hang on.
I think it's where you are a misogynist?
I don't believe it.
The perception is you are.
So, I'm at odds with perception.
Yes.
Isn't perception the consensus belief?
Correct.
It's not true then.
Truth is a belief.
The belief is that you are a misogynist.
I'm not.
I'm just saying.
Well, the truth sucks then.
Exactly.
Stick with beliefs.
Have a strong belief system and that's all the armour you need.