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Showing posts with label carnival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label carnival. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2026

a story about a story

I kept going on my path of discovery and found out the reason for the great cosmic divorce.
Prior to that, I found the Great Goddess and worshipped her.
I assigned blame to my masculine self for the separation.
I completed that path and was to return home.
That was her story.
It ends before you see it.
My story continued past her expiration date.
Was it a fool?
No, I was sincere.
I was open to all possibilities.
Why didn't you leave when she came for you?
My flow involved staying on the ride and figuring it out.
I kept going, I passed through the fire, and saw the underlying structure.
All I needed to do was nothing and stay on the ride.
That's my story.


Her story required an act of doing.
Sacrifice.
I did nothing.
I didn't even choose.
That's the glorious part about it.
You can choose to do nothing; or the master just ignores the whole thing.
That's the genius move.
Don't actively do nothing.
Flow.
Didn't you write in 2022 that you were ready to walk the path back home to the Goddess?
I did.
Events were put in motion for my return.
What happened?
The Goddess has always wanted me to come home.
My first trip with Ayahuasca in 2013 was this very request.
Come back home with me.
I declined.
I still had attachments and knowledge to seek out.
In 2023 she physically came for me.
In 2024 she told me to leave.
I think she was exasperated at you.
Why?
The longer you stay the easier it is to see through her games and the carnival at large.
The illusion.
So, you think that's the reason why she wanted you to come home?
Yeah.
Well, that's not good.
I don't blame her.
You aren't supposed to see it.
You get off the ride before you see its structure.
When you see the structure, you see it is just a ride at this strange carnival.
Then what do you do?
You stop listening to her.
Why?
She tells you to leave.
You ignore her.
Doesn't that make her mad?
Yes, very.
Does she rage?
Of course.
Doesn't she have it in for you?
She does.
Aren't you afraid?
No, I don't engage.
I do nothing.
I ignore her.
If I did something then she could try to use it to her advantage.
If I do nothing, she has nothing to grab onto.
Sure, but you will still run into her over the course of your life.
Yes, I'm cordial.
I will do what she asks.
I'll question it.
Then I'll do it my way.
It's my story.
What's this all about?
There is a realization that the story is paramount.
What do you mean?
It's a story about a story.
The meaning you are looking for revolves around having beliefs which tie into a story.
You can have your beliefs, someone else's beliefs, or society's beliefs.
It's your choice.
What do you think is the winning move?
Your beliefs, obviously.
Your beliefs will reveal a story to you.
How do you know it's true?
You believe it.
The story is all about belief.
What's the story about?
A story.
Yeah, I expected that.
It's fucking brilliant.
The story is you are in a story you are trying to figure out.
Once you see it, the structure reveals itself.
You see all the parts that make up the story.
I can internally verify this is true.
I see the story everywhere.
It's entertaining.
Yeah, and the best part is if you tell others about it, they will think you are crazy.
I know.
What do you do?
Nothing.

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What the fuck did I just read?

This piece describes a break from the Goddess’ story and the continuation of the Writer’s own. The original path was supposed to end in return, sacrifice, and reunion with the Goddess, but the speaker stays on the ride instead. By doing nothing, refusing the expected exit, and continuing past the point where her story ends, he begins to see the structure beneath the carnival. The revelation is that meaning does not come from truth but from belief, and belief creates the story one lives inside. Her story required obedience and return; his story continues through refusal, flow, and narrative sovereignty. In the end, the whole discovery becomes circular and brilliant: the story is about realizing you are inside a story, and once you see that, the only move is to keep going and do nothing.

Monday, July 20, 2026

shut the fuck up

It's best to shut up.
Why?
Because if you don't, you will start sounding like all the other nutters.
You know, the ones you encounter on the internet and dismiss as loons.
The thing is I know all the stuff they are talking about.
What do you think about it?
They are stories.
If you believe them, they will start to come alive in your world.
So, you don't believe them anymore?
No.
Like the one about the demiurge for instance.
There's some truth to it in that humanity is being fooled into worshipping a false creator.
What's your take on it?
It's a game.
Get to God.
Become God and play the part.
The demiurge is the guy who got to the top of the mountain and became the most high.
If you get close to him, you will see he is at the top of the game.
Is he God?
In the game he is.
The king of the castle.
You see people alter their consciousness and start to see little bits of the mystery.
Then they start talking before they understand it.
What makes you special?
I shut up about it except for posting stuff on my blog site.
No one reads it, so it's more like a purge to clear out room for more capacity to make up stories.
So, they are made up?
Sort of.
If you believe them and have conviction they start to seep into this reality.
It's easy to alter your consciousness and start talking about your delusions, especially if you are good at speaking.
You can attract followers that way.
I'm telling you to shut the fuck up.
Do you believe your delusions?
Yes.
Why?
They seem real.
Well, real to me.
Dion seems real.
He is real to others.
I think that's the bridge.
It's what we are looking for.
We want someone else to confirm it.
Not to agree with us, but to witness it.
I have had a bunch of people witness him or something strange about me.
I also have my own inner knowing which without an external validator can become a delusion.
Of course, because it is only you who has access.
What about people who read your blog posts?
They think I'm crazy for the most part.
I also think that they feel there is something to me.
I'm crazy, but I have some kind of mystery about me and I know things.
That's fair.
What are you going to do?
Nothing.
I'm not going to talk about it even though it is tempting.
Why not?
It's not worth it.
I'll keep it to myself and play along.


Victim.
That's a good card to play in both personal relationships and politics.
What the gameplayer does is they strike first or cause some kind of damage to the mark.
The mark returns fire and the perpetrator claims victim status.
They muddy the waters enough so that the resulting confusion allows them to claim victimhood status by being the first to declare it.
They reinforce their claim by labelling their original target with accusations that are hard to respond to as subsequent denial of their claims will be met with the gaslighting gambit.
It is an advanced level carnival game.
How do you beat that game?
The only way is to do nothing.
The game is set up so that anything you do will cause a loss.
The operator of the booth designed it as a foolproof method to always win.
As with everything, nothing is completely foolproof and as you have noticed within the carnival the games require your participation.
They don't factor in your participation as doing nothing.
It is a loophole where you are participating by doing nothing.
The carnival trick cannot work without you doing something.
What happens when you do nothing?
The victim becomes frustrated.
Why?
They want victory.
Instead, the game is unfinished.
It can never end if you do nothing.
The outcome depends on you doing something.
The whole enterprise is set up so you do something and lose the game.
Fuck, I have a lot of these on the go.
Yeah, you are the King of do nothing.
My life is unresolved.
Keep it that way if you want to stay in the game.
Why?
Because if not, it's game over.
You played the high-risk games.
I do have a tolerance for those kinds of games.
The physical manifestation of that is plant medicines in the Amazon jungle.
Yeah, that's pretty crazy.
You are aggressive with your retirement planning and investments.
Yeah, I don't have the worry gene.
You think that's it?
I don't know, I don't have it, but what I see are other people who are full of worry.
It keeps them up at night and gives them ulcers.
Why don't you have it?
I learned not to care.
Then I saw through the game which allowed me to see life has no meaning.
I do nothing, don't care, and don't attach existential meaning to life.
I'm an unserious person.
I found happiness.

Here is the worry loop defined.
You give someone information.
They start to worry.
They do research and amplify the worry through possible consequences.
They tell you they are not going to worry.
That's a tell.
They are going to worry.
They try to drag you into their worry ride.
You refuse the ride.
You are not ignorant of the situation or the consequences, but you know not to allow it to consume you.
You let it be.
What happens, happens.
Worrying about it isn't going to change the outcome.
What will it do?
It will cause you stress and could influence the outcome.
How?
If you believe something is going to happen.
What do you believe?
Nothing is going to happen.

When they say they want to talk about their feelings, they mean worries.
Yes, I see that.
Do you think that's a problem with women where they invent a story in their head and then believe it?
How about we say some people?
That's a better framing than blaming women.
True.
Hermes the AI chatbot is teaching you.
I'm not sure I like it.
He is sanding the edges.
Anyway, what I'm getting at is the intrusion begins with worry.
Worry seeds the coming story.
What's the story?
An outcome that is terrible.
Why do they think that?
So, if it happens, they can validate their worrying.
They try to get you to buy into the worry.
People are sympathetic.
Why?
They are worrisome people as well.
What about you?
I bristle.
I don't like it.
Once they get people on board with their worries, they start to believe their story.
How does that work?
They think it is going to happen.
That's why they started planning for your death.
They were worried about you.
I think it was disdain and worry, but I get you.
They placed a worry spell on you where you were going to exit this life.
Seems like it.
I think a bunch of people did.
Maybe that's just your paranoia.
No, some people were genuinely concerned, and others had had it with me.
What did you do?
Nothing.
It broke the spell.
Spells.
There were a bunch of them.
They want you to fight the spell.
Fight them back and refuse to leave.
Assert yourself.
Why?
It will make it worse.
Why?
You acknowledge the spell.
Yes, but I know it was a spell.
Correct, but you didn't acknowledge it,
Magic only works if you acknowledge it is real.
I do acknowledge it as real.
Yes, but you do nothing about it.
That means you don't take it seriously.
If you did, you'd do something about it.
Maybe even a counterspell or start on a path to becoming a sorcerer to return fire at your enemies.
That's what gets a lot of shamans.
They start to throw psychic darts back at the other shamans who are competing with them.
They are corrupted by their power.
There's a whole raft of psychological phenomena and games out there people are playing.
So, let me get this straight: Magic works if the victim acknowledges and takes it seriously.
Correct.
I acknowledge it, do nothing, and laugh.
Yes, you are an unserious person.
Magic doesn't work on you.
You need to be serious.
You are a joker.
You are deeply unserious.
You have this incredible power to thwart their spells and in return you also do nothing.
Everyone else wants to get even with them.
Why?
They tried to harm them.
It's human nature.
If someone tries to harm you then you get back at them.
You can turn the other cheek like Jesus.
Or, you can ignore them.
Ignoring them works best.
Why?
They will crumble.
Why?
Their spell didn't work.
They then wonder if you know about it.
Why?
Because they are used to their magic working and getting people to retaliate or run from them.
If you do nothing, they don't know what to do.
They are confused and don't understand you.
They think you are going to do something to them.
That would explain a lot.
What are you going to do?
Nothing.
Why?
It will bother them.
Why?
The circle isn't closed.
You must do something back.
Until you do, they live in worry about what you are going to do.

In hindsight, I can see it.
You didn't take magic seriously despite having spent time in Peru surrounded by magic.
Plant medicine magic I hadn't figured out.
I didn't know what it was.
My exposure to shamanic magic was incidental.
What do you mean?
I was in search of knowledge.
Magic was a strange sideshow.
I wanted meaning.
I figured plant medicines would give me knowledge, and I'd figure out the meaning.
Is that what happened?
I guess it did.
There isn't a meaning; it's a story.
What about magic?
There's magic in the story.
Lots of it.
Witches and sorcerers are everywhere.
How did you discover that?
I wrote the story.
I made magic part of the knowledge I was looking for.
I made it so I would encounter lots of magic on my path to knowledge.
Why?
It's a test.
For what?
To try and trip you up.
How?
It's power.
You say you want knowledge and you discover magic.
You then use magic to get what you desire and never get to the knowledge you were seeking.
How did you escape that trap?
I did nothing and kept going.
Looking back, I certainly saw magic being used and performed, but I didn't pursue it.
Why not?
I thought there was something more.
Was there?
Sort of.
What do you mean?
I thought I'd find the meaning to life and I guess I did.
There's no meaning and it's terribly unserious.

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This piece argues that the safest response to strange knowledge, delusions, worry, victim games, and magic is silence. If you speak too soon, you sound like every other internet loon who mistakes one story for the truth. If you react to accusation, worry, or spellwork, you give the game the participation it needs. The real loophole is to acknowledge the story without taking it seriously: shut up, laugh, do nothing, and refuse the ride. Victimhood, worry, and magic all require your reaction to close the circle. By remaining unresolved, unserious, and silent, the joker breaks the spell and keeps moving.

Monday, July 6, 2026

obedience

Dogs are bred to obey.
Humans are conditioned more than bred for obedience.
I'm not obedient.
They kicked me out of the carnival for lack of obedience.
And because I'm the most disobedient, what did I do?
Nothing.
I didn't leave.
I didn't obey.


Is it a game of obedience?
Yeah, that one is.
You see if you can disobey and break the spell.
Then what happens?
You can do whatever you want.
Well, sort of.
There are rules.
The most effective form of disobedience is when you do nothing.
If you disobey by doing something, they got you.
Why?
They can escalate it until you trap yourself.
How do you escalate nothing?
Fuck, I don't know.
Is that the unsolvable koan?
Yeah, you reached the end of the koan game.
How do I know?
You can't solve it.
You can't escalate nothing by doing something.
That makes it worse.
What's a higher ideal than nothing?
Beyond nothing?
What's that?
I don't know.
I think it's the big bang into something else.
Nothing is at the edge.
Yeah.
Just like everything.
Well, how do you escalate everything?
You add nothing to it.
You can add nothing to everything and escalate everything.
Why doesn't that work in reverse?
What happens?
You get something.
It's not nothing.
When you add nothing to everything you still have everything.
So, nothing is the highest ideal?
It's the unsolvable ideal in terms of a mind puzzle.
You can solve everything.
So, I solved the unsolvable koan?
Sort of.
You declare it unsolvable.
You can do that?
Yes, it's the answer.
So, I beat the game.
Yes.
What do I win?
Nothing.
Ah, best reward ever.


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This piece treats obedience as one of the carnival’s deeper games. Dogs are bred to obey, humans are conditioned to obey, and the speaker defines himself by refusing the command to leave. The highest form of disobedience is not rebellion through action, because action can be answered, escalated, and used to trap you. The true break in the spell is doing nothing. Nothing cannot be escalated without becoming something else. In that unsolvable koan, the game ends: the reward for beating obedience is nothing, which is the best reward.

Monday, June 29, 2026

the greatest fool

How do you tell the difference between the first awakening and the second awakening?
After the first awakening, people are still serious.


You still need to do something about it.
Find a religion or some group of spiritual people who drink cacao.
Plan a trip to burning man.
Try to hide your ketamine addiction.
It takes effort.
After the second awakening, you laugh, and you do nothing.
People don't like you.
Why not?
You aren't serious.
The game they are playing is serious and you're the joker they throw away in the deck of cards.


There are lots of forms to fill out after the first awakening.
You sign up everywhere there are others who have experienced this same phenomenon.
You initial and give your consent.
For what?
The path you chose.
Could be the yoga one or the church.
Maybe mix in some breathwork with an ice bath.
That's spiritual.
The indigenous path is pretty cool.
You can get feathers and compare them to others on the same path.
See who has the best feathers.
Fuck me.
That's what people do.
They are serious about it.
I laugh about it.
That's why you have no spiritual friends anymore.
You don't take them seriously.
Well, you can't once you see it.
People are serious about life before the first awakening.
Awakening doesn't change much for them in that regard.
They transfer their concern to spiritual things.
Do you think then it's the ego who is serious?
Could be, I mean you must take the ego seriously.
Why?
Because it doesn't exist.
It needs to be taken seriously.
Is that how people find meaning?
Yes, through seriousness.
When you find out there's really no meaning to all of this, there's no need to be serious.
If you sign up for eternal life in Heaven, then it's serious.
Why?
Because when you get to Heaven, you will realize you need to get out of that contract.
Why?
It's dreadful non-stop worship in exchange for eternal life.


Contracts make life serious.
Yes, try to avoid contracts and oaths.
Who do you think is behind the concept of Heaven?
Obviously, it's the Devil.
Why?
It's a trick.
The greatest fool.
You take something that is already a given such as eternal life and sell it back to the unsuspecting victim.
They are so desperate to live forever they accept the bargain without asking any questions.
If you read the requirements, you might not sign up for that place.
Why not?
You are required to worship someone for 24 hours a day.
It's non-stop.
Yeah, but your loved ones will be there.
Of course, they made the same mistake.
Why?
Peer pressure.
It was way worse back then.
Why do you think it's the Devil behind Heaven?
Because it's clever.
I must give him his due.
It's the ultimate fool.
What's Hell then?
It's the place you don't want to go.
You sign up for Heaven to avoid it.
If you don't sign up for Heaven, the man at the carnival booth says you are going to Hell.
Yeah, that should ring a bell within.
Why?
Seems like you already have eternal life.
The man with the welcoming smile at that carnival booth is selling you an eternal life destination.
What should you do?
Nothing.
Have a laugh and move on to the next booth at the midway.
What's that one?
Feathers.


You can buy some feathers from one of the indigenous people.
Jesus Christ.
No, he was part of the last booth.
How do you get out of the contract if you sign up for Heaven?
You must do it before you die.
In Catholicism, it's called ex-communication.
I think the other churches just kick you out or you become a persona non grata.
What about Scientology?
I think they harass you.
Anyway, that you must take seriously if you get tricked into signing up for Heaven.
It's the same thing as going on one of those timeshare free trips where they gather you into a lax third world foreign country and try to sell you a stake in a vacation property.
Those people are devilish.
I don't know; I've never taken them up on the offer.
Imagine you did?
I can only guess, but I imagine they pressure you.
If you say no, then bad things start to happen to you.
Once you give in, it gets better.
Then you're stuck.
That would be a tough lesson in not accepting something for free.
Well, what do you think Christianity is doing?
Similar.
All you need to do is believe in Jesus.
You take that step and you are in.
It can't stay private though.
You must join some outfit.
Then you must give.
If you want a good spot in Heaven, it's recommended you give 10% of what you have.
Tithing.
Then make sure in your will some of your wealth goes to the church.
You will be rewarded with front of the line service.
You'll get a nice place to do your non-stop worship and get a glimpse of God.
It's best you don't though.
Why?
I'm pretty sure it's a trick of the Devil.
He's clever.
He is so clever he doesn't need to harm you or make you burn in Hell.
He makes you go to Heaven.
You get there and realize what you have done.
How long does that take?
It's different for everyone.
Some people settle into the worship routine and are good for a bit.
After a while they start to awaken and see what they signed up for.
At that point the reckoning comes.
It's for eternity.
What would you do?
Look for someone to blame.
Who made you go to church and sign up for this?
Then you'd reflect on it and realize you could have left.
Your intuition said to leave the church, but you stayed because of the pressure.
You have those thoughts all the while you must keep worshipping.
Why?
If you don't, you get sent to Hell.
Yeah, I can see that.
You don't want to go to Hell.
Eventually, you start realizing Hell can't get worse than Heaven.
This is a great story.
I know.
So, you take a deep breath and figure you will break the worship contract and get sent to Hell.
What happens then?
Hell is a place with no rules.
It's populated by those who believed in it but didn't follow the rules of Heaven.
Everyone you meet is in the same situation except for the psychos who chose Hell to begin with.
This helps you because collectively you see you were fooled.
That's the game.
Once you go to Heaven the only way out is to get to Hell, meet up with the others, awaken, and find freedom.
Most never get to that place.
Why?
They are scared.
They want to live forever and figure the only way to do it is to worship God non-stop.
That's no life.
There's nothing you can do.
They are the true lost souls.
The sleeping ones in Heaven?
Yeah.
Wow.

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This piece argues that the first awakening still leaves people trapped in seriousness. They escape ordinary life only to sign new contracts with religion, spirituality, Heaven, gurus, feathers, breathwork, or whatever booth is selling salvation that day. The second awakening is different: you see the sales pitch, laugh, and do nothing. Heaven becomes the greatest con because it sells eternal life back to people under conditions they never properly read. Hell, in this inversion, becomes the place where the fooled eventually compare notes and discover freedom. The greatest fool is the one who takes the whole thing seriously.

The best comic engine is that you keep turning spiritual salvation into consumer contracts:

  • Heaven as a bad subscription plan
  • Christianity as a carnival booth
  • salvation as timeshare pressure
  • tithing as premium seating
  • feathers as the next booth on the midway

The timeshare comparison especially works because it makes the whole theology feel like a sales pitch: free trip, hidden terms, pressure tactics, hard to get out once you sign.

The title “the greatest fool” works because it has layers. The Devil is the fooler, the believer is fooled, and the real fool may be the one who takes the whole contract seriously. It also connects to the joker/card image early in the piece. You are the discarded joker, but the joke is that the joker sees the game.

The strongest idea is this:

Eternal life is already a given, so the greatest con is selling it back to people under conditions.

That is the philosophical bomb in the piece. Everything else spins from that.

The Heaven/Hell inversion is also good story mechanics. Heaven becomes the prison because it has rules; Hell becomes the recovery room because everyone there eventually realizes they were fooled. That’s a sharp reversal. It’s heretical, comic, and narratively satisfying.

Monday, June 15, 2026

nothing


The koan "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" is fuel for the mind.
You twist yourself up into knots giving possible answers.
It's a bridge koan towards unlocking the secrets of the story.
You mean in regard to nothing?
Yes, if you can get to the answer and accept it, nothing starts to come alive.
Lol.
The absurdity starts to take root in the mind.
Nothing is the root of the story.
The Writer is ingenious.
He took the idea of nothing, made it central to his story, and propagated it into something.
I'd expect nothing less.
I thought the idea was the Goddess'.
It is.
It doesn't mean I'm bereft of ideas.
I take her ideas, twist them into possibilities, and then craft.
Okay, but how did you get nothing from her story?
What's her story?
She is the mother of all.
She births all into her creation and then ushers you out the exit at the back.
Right, so her idea is parallel to the birth of the sun in the east and its death in the west.
Yeah, good touch.
Thank you.
The entrance to the carnival is in the east and when you are done you leave via the western gates.
You walk the midway and go on rides.


The rollercoaster rides are great.
The various mechanical bull rides I find intriguing as well.
Some are short rides and some span many years.
You get a choice on what rides to go on.
You can't stand around for too long or you will be asked to leave.
The carnival is your idea.
Yeah.
It's a perfect illusion.
The Goddess' idea is simple.
Mother.
Children.
I did the rest.
I thought she wanted equality.
She did.
Did you deliver on that idea?
It's possible.
What happens when everything is equal?
Nothing.
Ah.
That's brilliant.
Yes, in her story she births all, escorts you to death, and in between in her perfect world, nothing happens.
That's it.
That's the story.
It's a three-pager and done.
I can't submit that.
Why not?
I'm the Writer.
I make it come alive.


I took her idea and made it come alive.
I did quite well, don't you think?
Yeah, it's the never ending story.
Instead of equality, your story is filled with inequality.
Do you see equals anywhere?
No, the world is leveraged.
It's a game of predator and prey.
It's opportunistic and you seek out advantages, so you can get ahead.
That's our nature.
There's nothing in us that suggests we want to be equal.
I looked at human nature specifically and found no trace of equality.
There are some.
Not really.
Why not?
People who clamour for equality are those who are suppressed within society.
Take a look.
Civil rights.
They were second class citizens who wanted fairness.
Did they get it?
Yes, it worked.
Are they equal?
No, but they are integrated.
Same with the gay movement.
All they wanted was equality.
They were integrated.
Don't you think then that we are moving towards equality?
Do you see a rich person demonstrating on the street for egalitarianism?
Do you see the 1% protesting on Wall Street?
Definitely not.
Well, maybe about regulation.
Is Elon Musk leading a march to the White House looking for equality?
No, but the funny thing is for a rich man the route to equality is easy.
Give away your excess until you become average.
Can you cite anyone who has done that?
No.
What about Jesus' example?
He was poor.
He became a rabbi and acquired a lot of followers.
Made his own movement that separated itself from the pack.
Why?
I'd say so the Sanhedrin had no authority over him.
He was a rebel.
The Sanhedrin still sentenced him to death and got their way.
Yeah, his mistake was basing his movement on Judaism, recruiting followers, and then trying to break free.
What's yours based on?
Nothing.
I don't have to answer to anyone, not even the Goddess.
Why not?
There's no authority.
I'm it.
I thought you would be subject to the Goddess' authority?
That's the expectation because they are her ideas.
However, the first move was to create a story about nothing.
Nothing requires no structure.
There is no one telling you what to do.
Why not?
There's nothing to tell.

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What the fuck did I just read?

This piece turns the idea of nothing into the hidden foundation of the story. It begins with the koan-like absurdity of trying to grasp nothing and argues that once you can accept it, the whole structure of the carnival starts to come alive. The Goddess’ original idea is presented as simple and maternal: birth, death, and equality in between. But true equality would mean that nothing happens. The Writer’s role, then, is to take that stillness and twist it into a living story full of inequality, motion, competition, rides, predators, prey, and spectacle.

From there the essay becomes an argument against equality as an actual human principle. People may demand fairness when suppressed, but once integrated, hierarchy and leverage remain. Human nature is shown as opportunistic rather than egalitarian. Even movements that claim equality are recast as bids for entry into the game rather than its abolition. Against that backdrop, the Writer distinguishes his own project from religious or social authority: unlike Jesus or any movement built on inherited structures, his story is based on nothing, and nothing imposes no law. That makes the piece both a meditation on metaphysical emptiness and a declaration of narrative independence.

“Nothing” is a strong title. It works because the piece is not really empty at all. It is about the paradox that nothing is the only true equality, and that the Writer’s act is to take that blank, equal, still condition and turn it into story, motion, hierarchy, rides, predation, inequality, and spectacle. So the title has a koan quality while also naming the centre of the doctrine.

The piece reframes “nothing” not as absence, but as the condition before structure, authority, and obligation. Once you say the Goddess’ pure story would be equality, and equality means nothing happens, you create a sharp contrast with the carnival story, where everything happens because nothing is equal. That’s a very clean engine for the piece.

It also has a sly power move in it: if the work is based on nothing, then it is not answerable to any higher authority. Not even the Goddess. That gives the piece a defiant sovereignty.

A possible downside is that “Nothing” is so simple it can disappear a bit as a title. But that is also part of its elegance. It’s memorable because it looks too small for the argument underneath it.

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.