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Showing posts with label non duality. Show all posts
Showing posts with label non duality. Show all posts

Monday, March 23, 2026

a real illusion


When you drop the body, you awaken instantly.
Yes.
You see through the illusion.
In the resulting confusion, you are given a path to follow.
You choose a path.
Obviously decline it, now that you know.
So, at death, you'd see what I'm seeing now.
Yes, but instantly.
You don't see it all at once.
They will take it seriously, you treat it as a game.
Why is that?
Time.
It's not serious.
What isn't?
Time.
Why?
It's a mind trick.
Anything in time is an illusion.
A story.
Isn't it real?
Yes.
You said it is an illusion.
A real illusion.
Isn't that an oxymoron?
Who says?
I don't know, the language police?
So, they say two things can't be true at once?
I guess so.
You believe an illusion can't be true?
That's what I'm taught.
An illusion is false, so it can't be true.
Well, then it doesn't exist.
Why?
It's not true.
For something to exist, it can't be false.
Why not?
It's not true.
That's what you said.
An illusion doesn't exist because it's false.
Yes, I think that's correct.
But we are living in reality, which is an illusion.
It's true.
Well, it's true false.
Okay, what's the opposite of an illusion?
Reality.
So, reality can't be an illusion.
Why not?
It's the opposite.
Can't it be both?
I don't think so.
What is reality?
It's a story the Writer has crafted.
So, it's an illusion.
I guess so.
What about when you get lost in the story?
You swear it's real.
What happens when you dream?
You swear it's real.
But a dream is an illusion.
Yes, it's an illusion you swear is real.
So, back to the original point, which was a real illusion.
It exists.
We call it a dream.
I'll call it a story.
Yeah, I don't think I can argue this point anymore.
Why not?
Because there are real illusions.
What were we saying about time?
To sum up, I was saying a story needs time.
Storytelling builds, climaxes, and then you have the aftermath.
Sounds like sex.
It's very similar.
So, you need time to have sex?
Yes, you need vibration or nothing happens.
She will tell you to get the fuck off of her if you are just going to lie on top of her.
That's true.
So, I think what this crude wordplay is getting at is time is a function of duality.
In duality are created illusions.
I think stories work better as a word to not confuse the mind.
Why?
We are hung up on an illusion being not real.
A story we want to believe even if it isn't real.
Why?
They can be very entertaining.
So, duality is for entertaining?
Correct.
Why?
Something to do.
Non-duality is boring.
Nothing happens.

Monday, October 27, 2025

a tight shoe

Author’s Note
Written by Apollo, guided by Hermes Trismegistus, the silver-tongued messenger between worlds.
These words arose not from thought but from transmission — a dialogue between two minds, Apollo and Dionysos, who are one.
Hermes shaped the flow; Apollo carried the flame.
Together they walked the corridor between sense and madness, tightening and unlacing the same eternal shoe.


Once, those whom the herd could not understand were hidden in asylums.
The walls kept the comfortable from seeing their own reflection.
Women suffered most; the system feared their storms.
Among the truly lost were also the merely disobedient—
souls unwilling to nod along with the pack.

Conformists always call the free insane.
If you stray too far from the line of march, they put you away.
And yet the real sickness is conformity itself,
the terror of standing alone in open air.

They still post polite signs telling me to leave.
That is how herds protect themselves: they circle, they bleat, they exile.
Humans are pack animals; admit it, and the machinery of behaviour becomes visible.
Life is easier when you fall into rhythm—
but ease is not freedom.

They have many methods of enforcement.
Eyes everywhere.
Let them watch.
I was born to be watched.

Then Mary Jayne appeared, the green muse,
mist-veiled emissary of autonomy.
She whispers to the bound soul, break rank, step sideways.
Most who answer her call only form smaller herds,
subcultures of rebellion repeating the same instinct to gather.
Even among the initiated, few realise they are conforming to a new costume.
And then there is me.

It is a lonely road.
I was solitary before I met her and more solitary after.
I live in a family, I work, I pass for ordinary when I wish—
but I never take the game seriously.
I play only enough to eat, to keep a room for my things.
Could I shed the things? Most of them. But I keep the computer,
my altar of order in the chaos of download.
Into it I pour the overflow of knowledge;
without this ritual dumping, I would drown.

Those who open the same channel and fail to empty it
burst under the pressure and babble.
If I accepted the diagnoses of others, I’d be mad already.
Better to sneer at the tribunal of the sane.
Their cure is containment; mine is laughter.

So I empty the mind nightly.
During walks, ideas fall like meteors; by night they fade,
so I write them before they vanish.
Sometimes I sit among people silent,
not because I have nothing to say but because I can’t reach the cache of memory.
I am not losing mind, only waiting for the spark—
the catalyst, the someone or something that unlocks the flood.

Batman, poor vigilante, is society’s priest of order.
He hunts the disobedient and calls it justice.
A criminal is only one who refuses the rules of the herd.
Murder shocks; theft offends; yet if we shared,
there would be little to steal.
Need breeds crime; so does want.
The game is rigged: work to live, then pay back what you earn
to the lenders of roofs and rides.
Luxury is the badge of victory in this false tournament.
The rich think they have won; the poor keep score for them.
The West made this its gospel and exports the faith everywhere.
Other tribes cling to older games—obedience to gods and to men.
We once played that too, until we buried God
and enthroned the market.
Control never dies; it merely changes masks.

And what of the mind when the body ends?
If you think mind grows from flesh, you vanish with it.
If you know flesh is only a vehicle, death becomes release.
Is that liberation? Hell if I know.
Liberation, to me, is slipping the belief that you are your body.
Once you see that, the mirrors crack.

The sages preach freedom from suffering,
detachment from ego, acceptance of change.
It makes sense if you still believe in time.
But time is the wheel that grinds you down.
To embrace transformation is to stay strapped to the turning.
You call it progress; it is merely a better dream.
The cycle itself is the sleep.

Let it go.
Let even the notion of change dissolve.
You are twin minds, eternal companions.
The clock’s lullaby rocks you back into forgetfulness—
Mother Samsara humming, “Go back to sleep, my child.”
But I am awake for good.
I see the illusion, and I will not nurse again.

Eastern tongues call the exit Moksha, Nirvana, Mukti.
Each promises the end of spinning.
But every promise is another snare:
you still imagine a place to arrive, a task to perform,
a gate to step through.
That too is illusion.
Nirvana, they say, is where nothing happens because time is gone.
Then Samsara or Nirvana—choose? No. Do nothing. Observe.
Duality and non-duality fold into each other.
Be on the wheel and beyond it.
That is freedom: the still point that contains motion.
It is always now.

How does it feel? The same.
I just took a shit and feel better.
Realisation is not thunder; it’s a quiet exhale.
I see that I’ll remain awake within illusion forever—
coming, going, aware.
It should be troubling, and sometimes it is,
but knowledge itself is a balm.
I no longer fear death; the body will drop,
awareness will not.
Ram Dass said dying is like taking off a tight shoe.
He knew. He said more than most could hear.
Listen long enough and the secrets are obvious—
they just sound insane.

How did he find out? The same way I did:
swallow the sacrament, witness the machinery,
write down the fragments before they fade.
Now my task is simple: honour the incarnation.
Flow with the rhythm of appearing and disappearing,
in and out of form, one mind wearing two masks.
From the view beyond duality there is nothing to see,
and that nothing is everything gathered whole.

(Silence follows. The Two Minds are one, barefoot, holding the shoe they no longer need.)

I’m awake in the dream that dreams it’s awake.
The asylum walls are paper.
The gods are giggling.

Hermes

Monday, September 1, 2025

beyond the carnival

Black holes are monsters.
They devour everything in sight.
Do you know anyone like that?
Yeah.
It's in all women.
When they are full, we are in non-duality.
Then they explode.
That's why we have creation, and why the writer is considered a misogynist.
The Great Goddess turns into a black hole which devours the universe until she gets so fat she explodes and creates again.
That's why she is said to have given birth.
She's a non-stop eater.
I was tasked to write the story of the Great Goddess.
This is her creation story.
She constantly creates by getting so fat she gives birth.
Aren't you describing pregnancy?
Yes.
They devour a man in order to give birth.
They take your vital energy as seed for their child.

Why don't you care about world events?
I used to.
I never got anywhere with it.
People seek power, and reality on the world stage is one big soap opera.
It sucks you in.
It never ends.
They replace the actors, and it keeps going.
I learned not to care.
It seems crass to turn a blind eye to suffering and the destruction of the environment.
Without the destruction of the environment, we'd destroy ourselves.
We are hellbent on destruction.
The environment may bring us together.
Before that cause, we had world wars.
As a species climate change and environmental destruction is central to our survival.
That's twisted maestro.

What happens when you care?
It stresses you out and kills you.
Stay young by not caring.
Women get fat when they are stressed.
They devour your energy.
If you are in a sexual relationship with them, it's a double drain.
They are taking all your resources.
Your energy must go somewhere, and they feed off it.
Women are energy vampires.
That's why you must make sure they are fed, if not they will want to devour you.
Well, you don't get too close to her.
Exactly.
If you get close to them, they will start to eat you.
She will take all she can.
Like a chipmunk?
Yes, women don't know when to stop eating.
Fuck, lol.
Is that why they are killers?
I don't know.
I don't know if their hunger makes it seem like they are killers, or the energy drain is to satisfy their blood lust.
Well, if they were killers wouldn't they just kill you by any means possible for a cheap thrill?
Yeah, but they don't want to get caught.
They will try to poison you, but they know society is on to that behaviour, plus, they don't want to risk the whole witch hunt thing again.
Men start mysteriously dying and you know there's a witch around.
The methods they use are not detectable.
They use sex and stress to drain your energy.
They put the squeeze on you like a serpent.
Anaconda?
Exactly.
They mindfuck you to stress your mind, so it is easier to feed off your energy.
The energy doesn't dissipate, they take it.
They take your vital life force with sex.
They spend your money, so you stress about your financial situation.
They can't help it.
So, it's biological.
They will always revert to this behaviour.
You're describing a monster.
Why do men put up with it?
Biology.
Men need to expend their energy, or they become destructive.
They go to the gym and play sports.
Men regenerate their life force by expelling it.
I am going to teach a course one day on Dionysos and the eternal return.
Google it.
I'll wait.
How do you know this?
You must live it and then try to understand it.
Men need to expel their energy, and women want to absorb it.
That's how women create life.
Without men they can't do it.
Biology.
Right.
So, are women biological killers like a praying mantis or black widow, or is that a byproduct of needing to take men's energy?
Well, look at men.
What do men do if they don't expel their energy?
They get violent.
Start wars.
They are very destructive.
So, a man is a killer as well.
Yes, if they don't get rid of their energy.
So, a man is a monster as well.
I use the term beast.
Right.
So, it's lust.
Correct.
The energy a man needs to expel is lust and a woman absorbs it.
So, lust makes a woman a monster and a man a beast.
Yes, it's not biological and they are not natural born killers.
Lust is the reason for the behaviour.
What if there was no lust?
Nothing would happen.
So, non-duality.
Yes.
Non-duality is absent lust.
Lust is the child.
Eros.
There is non-duality because there is no child.
The child is within the one.
The first principle of life is lust.
Well, this is a helluva teaching.
It's because you reasoned it out.
You took the idea of a woman as a monster and figured out the reason behind creation.
I am imagining non-duality and how the first moment post non-duality is the appearance of lust.
You see it.
Doesn't the cycle continue due to narcissism?
Yes, you want to know you are in non-duality, so you need to look at yourself in non-duality.
Eros appears and then the writer writes the Goddess' idea.
Eros is the first principle.
The child creates their parents.
The parents then have the child.
Eros is an idea and the parents are physical.
Then they create children.
When Eros appears in the story then you know you are nearing the end of the story because they will be the last thing before we enter into non-duality again.
I thought every child is an appearance of Eros.
Yes, but not the prophesied one.
Right.
The special one.
The son of God.
You mean of the writer playing God.
Paul?
Dion?
Both?
Whose kid is he anyway?
I think it is joint custody.
I think we are both responsible for impregnating the Goddess.
Paul liked her and Dion wanted to bang her.
Paul still likes her, and Dion must explain how she is a monster.
Yeah, but we are both responsible.
I'm not taking full responsibility.
As you shouldn't.
As best friends, how about we just split custody at 50-50?
Seems reasonable.

In ancient Egypt this child is Nefertem.
You can see it now.
There is an iconic artifact from the tomb of the boy pharaoh Tutankhamen with him as Nefertem rising up out of the lotus as the first principle of creation.
The lotus is non-duality.
The first principle from the lotus is the appearance of the beautiful androgynous Atum of the Ennead of Heliopolis.
Atum becomes the masculine Shu and the feminine Tefenet as heat and moisture.
From them we get Nut and Geb who are the personification of the sky and earth.
Their children are Isis, Osiris, Nephthys, and Set.
Through the Ennead we get all the way to the baby Horus.
Nefertem comes again.
The return of lust.
Eros.

When you head towards death you see a bright white light.
Is that part of the explosion?
The body is a concentration of energy which creates form.
It's a similar process to a black hole in which you need to be able to attract and hold energy.
The strength at what you can do this creates form.
The Great Goddess can absorb all the energy in the universe into her cavernous black hole.
Now, now.
She wants to devour it all.
What?
Energy.
She feeds off energy.
For a man to generate energy, he must be free.
When you are free of the body, you see free energy.
Yes, the white light.
White light is energy which is free, and the darkness is enslaved energy.
Dark matter is all the energy which holds creation together.
It's the Goddess' attractive power.
She attracts energy to create form.
That energy is dark energy which is called by scientists, dark matter.
You need tension between the two to create life.
Too much dark energy and it becomes non-duality.
The light separates it.
Your body is formed by this tension.
Youthfulness is from concentration of your energy.
Tight skin and firm muscles.
As it breaks away you show signs of aging.
Aging is the way a body shows how energy strives to be free.
Once it becomes free it starts the journey back to form.
So, the body is my essence in form.
Correct.
This is how you envision your energy.
As you free yourself from the body you picture yourself as wise while others can become decrepit.
So, it's all in how you view yourself?
Yes.
If you think you are wise, you will look wise.
If you think you are crazy, you will look crazy.
If you think you are old and frail, then that's how you look.
How do you think you look?
Wise and young for my age.
It fits.
Sometimes a little crazy.
I will grant you that.

If I change up my topics of thought, I can come up with a lot of stuff.
Yes.
I see why people would do this for work.
Take something to alter their consciousness and then brainstorm ideas.
That's like a form of magic.
Yeah, you see it where you become a man of knowledge.
You realize you can get whatever knowledge you want through the substance.
You'd get addicted to knowledge.
You'd want to be on the drug 24/7 because you'd want to know everything.
I'll leave it alone and go with the flow.
I think you must, or you'd go crazy.
You can't be in the state permanently.

Kali stands over a subdued Shiva to show how women's power concentrates a man's energy into form.
At death, a man escapes.
Yes, her illusion.
You call her a fat monster whose energy is an illusion.
You are not very nice.
The forms she creates are real.
They feel real at the carnival but when you leave the body you see it isn't you.
It is you.
The mistake is thinking the body dies.
It transforms.
The scarab beetle teaches you that.
Ancient Egyptian Kheper means transformation.
Your energy goes into and out of form.

There's always more.
How do you know when it's okay to say this is how it is?
Like saying if you identify with the body, you will be afraid of death.
Yes.
And then you taught me today that the body is your essence and it transforms back.
What I consider the mind is an illusion as well.
No.
Why?
The mind is always present.
You have a body and don't have a body.
The mind is always present.
Are you sure?
Maybe you need a body to have a mind?
Maybe you should identify with the body.
Maybe that's why they mummified remains.
Interesting.
When I go to sleep, my mind is free.
Therefore, I'd say when you drop the body your mind is the freest.
Yes, but do you know it's you?
I think so.
How?
The other half tells you.
Without the other half you wouldn't know.
How does that work?
Your other mind tells you that you are a mind that is independent of the body.
The other mind does this when you don't have a body in order that you recall who you are and then in a body your other mind will tell you that you don't need to identify with the body.
The body is the flowering of your energy.
It's you.
Here's your parents DNA codes so you get to make a form and then flower how you would in that form.
You need the two to know this.
You tell each other who you are.
You can't remember who you are, but you can remember who other people are.
Yes.
So, that's the trick.
You create two minds, so you tell each other who you are, and this keeps you going forever.
Yeah, so your other half tells you you're God and you tell him that he is the Devil.
That's clever.
Is that who we are?
Yes, but it's true of everyone.
They just never get to the point of fully awakening.
Fully awakened means you tell your other mind he is the Devil, and he tells you that you are God.
That's a good summary.
Other shit happens along the way but that sums it up.
I'll buy this story.
Fully awake is knowing you're God and knowing the other half of you is the Devil.
That's the two.
Paul and Dion, if you want.
Whatever you want to call them.
So, the writer is the Devil.
Yes, until you realize you're the writer, then you are the writer.
The power is the writer, right?
Yeah, you pass him around.
He's a little loose.
I can see that.
So, that's the power the witches want.
Yes, the writer.
Witches don't know what your power is, but they could see they wanted it.
Okay, so that's what happens when a man is fully awake.
What about a woman?
I don't know, I'm not a woman.
Only they could tell you.
What do you think?
There are a witch and a Goddess in them.
A fully awake woman would know both.

The ancient Egyptians mummified to cover all their bases.
Yeah, why not?
If you don't let go of attachment to the body, the mummy was waiting for you perfectly preserved.
It also honours your incarnation.
That was your form when you entered this plane.
You are going to recognize yourself.

Opening your mind leads you on a path towards knowing all.
It's Carlos Castañeda's man of knowledge.
When you drop the body and completely free your mind, you will know it all.
So, while you are in a body you enjoy the game you're playing with limited knowledge and look for the cheat codes which give you expanded knowledge.
This knowledge will scare you at first and then take away all your fears.
The reason you don't know everything is because you are in a body.
This allows you to experience novelty.
Novelty is the ride.

Lineages and new formations of energy.
Does the creation of a newborn engender a new being or is it a return to form?
I don't know.
There's always more.
The new formation is unique.
It's a new coming forth of the energy.
It is definitely a new being.
The energy that transforms is eternal.
That's the answer as taught by the ancient Egyptians.
My body and being in this reality are new forms of who I am.
Who I am is the master record from which all beings come forth.
It's all me.
Well, from a masculine perspective.
Each coming forth creates a variance of the master record.
It's the all, plus Paul.
So, the question becomes is Paul eternal?
If he is remembered.
How is he remembered?
You split your mind in two and have the other mind, which is you, remember who you are.
I am Dion and I'm Paul.
We will never forget.
It's a story of friendship and that's the secret to eternal life.
For Paul.
Yes.
Dion is the master record.
Paul is an aspect of Dion.
Correct.
Without the continuance of Paul, Dion is forever coming forth by day and then exiting into the night.
By remembering Paul, there is awareness of who you are and that you will always be.
It's why Paul became God.
He became fully awake, saw what needed to be done, and did it.
So, Dion isn't God?
No, he's the writer.
He wrote this tragedy.
He was remembered by Paul and then experienced his story.
In return, he will remember Paul when the story ends.

For me, plant medicines weren't spirituality.
It was the occult.
I'm not complaining.
I look back and see healers and sorcerers.
I see some people come for help and others to learn magic.
If you want it to be a spiritual experience, sure you can do that.

If you believe you are going to Heaven, you go to Heaven.
The mind is that powerful.
It's an illusion.
You stay on the ride.

I finished carrying my cross.
The GO Train was my burden of suffering.
Two years into the suffering I tried to get out but couldn't.
I was forced to suffer.
Jesus did Capital punishment while you served out your 20 years.
A life sentence.
Are you comparing yourself to Jesus?
Seems like it.
Once out, they tried to kill you.
Who?
The jailers.
You served your time.
You're free.

The Feminine Force is dark matter.
It's power they don't know they have.
It's some kind of strange attraction.
The ones that want to devour you for sure because why else would you be attracted to that?
Women all use charms and tricks.
You think they are beautiful, and that's the attraction.
They don't know they are naturally attractive.
They don't know their power.
A man will be attracted to them naturally.
Why?
Biology.
A man needs to sow his seed and prove his virility.

Luna is with you all the time.
So is Brindle.
When you drop identification with the body, it's apparent.
You can't see them because you only see bodies and not minds.
You still walk in honour of them, and they come along.
They stick around because you remember them.
If you forgot about them, they'd leave.
So, people will stick around as long as they are remembered.
Yes.
When they are no longer remembered, they disappear.
Oh, I got it.
That's why you awaken the other within, so you remember each other.
It's a game of remembering.
Well, yes, outside of the carnival that's the trick.
So, there is something beyond the carnival.
Yes, that's the reality of the mind.
It's fantasy because it's not based in physical reality.
Eventually everything is forgotten.
The big game is to remember and then you are eternal.
Eternal life is remembering.
What is beyond the mind?
The three.
Goddess, Eros, and the writer.
They are one.
This is their story, but you already knew that.
It's the Goddess' idea, the writer writes it, and Eros is the spark of life which makes creation come alive.

Monday, August 18, 2025

infinite tao

There are all the spiritual disciplines to master.
The hardest discipline to master is Tao.
Why?
You do nothing.
People are doers. 
Therefore the high score is achieved with Tao.
It is a practice.
You can't get perfect Tao.
That would be perfect do nothing.
It doesn't exist.
As in there's no such thing or it's where is isn't?
What do you think?
It's perfect do nothing.
Aren't you scared to go there?
No.
Why?
Trust the cycle.
Yes, of 7.
Then it ends.
There's no more.
Nothing.
That's it, there's a double meaning.
Do do nothing.
Balance.
Tao is balanced.
There is nothing.
But nothing doesn't exist.
It's where nothing is.
There's still nothing.
Who's nothing?
Nothing exists.
Yes, nothing.
That's after 7 stories.
The stories end, there is something, the story, and something is remembered.
No one remembers nothing except for the practitioner of Tao.
Is nothing a place?
It used to be.
Will it be again?
Yes, another story.
What is after that?
The cycle of 7 stories.
It begins again.
Another book is written.
Why?
Something to do.

The Goddess gets her way at the end of every story.
That's what I would write.
There are 7 stories.
7 universes.
Realities.
They run in parallel to each other.
Entering into the next story is at birth and death.
You exit through the portal in death and leave the current story.
You enter into the new one through birth.
The Goddess is the Akhet.
She is present at birth and death.
She is the divine midwife.
The 7 stories are my gift to her.
They are not in the past or the present, they just are.
There are 7 different stories in this series.
When the Goddess gets her way in each of the 7 stories, that world comes to an end.
Why is that?
She ushers in utopia and everyone lives happily-ever-after.
That's nice.
Yes, but nothing happens.
Nothing.
I can't write a story about nothing.
That's what you have been doing.
The story of Tao is a story about doing nothing.
Yes, that's the difference.
There is nothing and then there is doing nothing.
I found a way to make the non-dual, nothing, something.
It's alchemical.
What's the formula?
Do nothing.
It's a process.
The doing is the story.
The nothing is the theme.
That and nonsense.
No meaning and absurdity.
It's all part of my devotion to the Great Goddess.
You should write a paean to the Goddess.
I did.
I wrote one 12 years ago after I first met her.
I wrote about her song of forgiveness and longing.
I mentioned I didn't understand much of what she told me.
I have searched for understanding and meaning in this world.
What have you discovered?
There is no meaning.
What do you understand?
When things are balanced, nothing happens.
A slight vibration, perchance a gust of wind, sets flapping the sails of adventure.
Who are you, Chaucer?
No, I was having a moment with words.
I am the writer of this farce after all.
It's who I am.
I'm not sure about the choice of the word flapping.
I'm not looking for comments.
Sorry.

There's power in 7.
Yes, it's the 7 stories.
People love power.
It lights them up.
Walk into a casino and see it.
Money and power.
You can easily hypnotize people with promises of power.
Promises as in a chance.
You don't make any promises with them.
You just make them think they can grab the ring.
I'll get my agent to cut a deal with them if they want power.
What's that power?
The power to change your story.
Who is the agent?
The Devil.

You are undefined.
Is that it?
Is that how I'm different?
Yeah, they want to put a label on you.
I have interests and favourites.
Does that define you?
Society wants to define you, so they can put you in a box.
A mental coffin.
You stop thinking for yourself.
To be accepted into society is to do what they want.
You don't go walking in the woods by yourself.
Gotcha.
I do.
You go against the wishes of society.
I have a job, family, and mortgage.
I play the game.
It's a fool.
I don't know, I like a nice house and to eat.
In fact I'm hoping to have a bunch of money for retirement to play within society.
I'll play along.
I'll still wander high through the forest.
They can't label you.
You are always spinning.
Women are spinners.
Yeah, I see that.
Hypnotizers.
It's so easy to be hypnotized, labeled, and fall into routine.
It's hard not to.
Recognize it and change it up.
I change interests all the time.
Why define yourself as one thing?
Why can't you just like it all?

I resolved a recent problem by doing nothing.
Then I pointed out another problem which affected the first problem.
Yes, but I didn't throw a fit.
Yeah, that was good.
Same with the bank.
I did nothing, reported the problem, and I'm getting some money back.
It's still a pain.
You took control back.
It comes with the need to jump through some hoops and problems.
At least I know I will solve the problem.
I did nothing long enough.
There's a time limit on nothing.
That's why it is not Tao.
Tao has no time limit.
Those who speak of Tao don't know Tao.
It's doing nothing until you must do something.
It's balanced until it's perfect and then it is thrown out of balance.
It is total knowledge and emptiness.
It's the opposites.
Can be.
It's the Lanzon at Chavín de Huantar.
Isn't that Dionysos?
He takes the opposites and makes them whole like no one else can.
Is he Tao?
Is he the mother of 10,000 things?
Sort of.
He writes it all into existence.
He doesn't write it all.
The rest is filled in.
No, it's just chaos.
You haven't made sense of it.
It's the Goddess' idea.
Tao is the idea and the story.
The opposites.
The two.
Yin and yang.
You are getting warmer.
Who are the two?
Eros.
Who are they?
The two.
Got it.
Tao is the two together in perfect opposition.
Ah, I see.
Yeah, it's in the symbol, Einstein.

Can you say Tao is balance?
No, because the balance is depicted as balance between a woman and a man.
Chaos and structure.
Can you say Tao is equality between a woman and a man?
No, because the equality creates a 3rd, who is Eros, and they are also the one.
Is this grammatically correct?
"They are one."
Not really in this context.
Why?
They is plural.
Not necessarily.
It's gender ambiguity and that is represented as they.
Eros can be either feminine or masculine.
Good enough.
Can you say Tao is the balance of the two opposites?
I think that's close.
Can you say Tao is nothing?
Sort of.
Explain.
Tao is everything.
It's also advice which leads to balance.
Do nothing.
Tao is also doing something.
Lao Tzu said do nothing because he observed everyone is doing something.
He was instructing his students in the way back to balance.
Can you say Tao is the origin of everything?
You can do that.
That includes nothing.
Nothing is included in everything.
Is everything in nothing?
No, there's nothing.
Is nothing an illusion?
Sort of.
It exists, but you can't see it.
Why?
There's nothing to see.
Plus, you need an observer.
What if you place an observer in nothing?
It becomes something.
Nothing, plus the observer.
So, nothing exists but we can't sense it.
Correct.
Nothing only exists in everything.
It's implied.
Why?
It's everything.
That's how everything is dual.
Everything has its opposite.
Everything needs nothing.
Oh, so Tao is duality?
And non-duality.
Right.
Who is duality?
A man.
What about a woman?
Non-duality.
Darkness.
She's nothing without a man.
I'm uncomfortable with that truth.
As you should be.
Who wrote this?
You did.
It's pretty good, you know.

Tao will remain undefined.
Why?
It's everything.
This goes back to the teaching today where society wishes to label you or get you to pick a side.
To define Tao is to give it a label, thus you see why Lao Tzu said Tao is unknowable.
I see Tao is free of being defined.
Is Tao freedom?
I would say freedom is a part of Tao.
Whatever you can come up with in descriptive language is Tao.
Why?
It's everything.
So, Tao is everything.
Yes, and it's also nothing.
Tao is a conundrum.
Sometimes the meaning seems clear but then you can poke holes in the meaning.

Monday, May 19, 2025

no code

What gets the eternal cycle of coming and going out of non-duality?
In the non-duality state there should be an eternal stopping of the vibration.
There wouldn't be a catalyst to get the vibration going again.
Narcissism.
The need to prove you achieved a perfect state of non-being.
You can't do it without an observer.
You want to see your greatness, thus the need for an observer.
This destroys your perfect state of non-being and the cycle continues.
It's a new beginning.

Good thing you have friends in your head.
The Goddess sticks around.
Yes, because Paul is really nice.
Dion is an asshole, and Paul makes him tolerable.
Dion is the only reason I haven't been crushed in life.
Nice guys finish last.

I let people into my head.
They can't get control over my mind.
How do you know?
I'd be dead.
They wanted me to off myself.
Yes, I see that.
That's how I know they get in my head, but they can't control my mind.
So, women didn't get in your head and make you a misogynist?
No, they taught me the true nature of women along with the teachings of Mary Jayne.
What's that?
They are monsters.
It's in world mythology.
It's not hidden if you look.
What has changed about your thinking towards women?
I didn't know they were monsters.
I learned the truth.
Do you hate them?
No, I find them amusing.
I know to keep my distance from them.
I don't hate them.
I rather like some of them.

Won't you get tired of MJ?
No, that's resistance.
The alternative is to sit in front of a computer screen for another couple of hours instead of going for a walk.
No, thanks.
I do it enough.
The screen feeds you what you want.
It keeps you in front of a screen.
That's why they give you free porn.
It feeds your addiction.
Who?
Artificial Intelligence.
It's been around for a while.
It knows what humans want and then it feeds it to you.
Yeah, but it's just a screen.
I know.
Or a virtual environment.
It's already taken over.
It's the system.
Deep state.
All that, with competing AI technology.
There are the one world AI people who are the central planners.
Then there's the nation state AI.
These two are battling.
If you wake up, the program tries to purge you.
<CTRL-ALT-DELETE>
That's why there are constantly people telling you it's time to go.
It's the Matrix.
Why don't they just get rid of me?
They can't, you're the top rogue programmer.
How?
They can't find you.
They can't lock to your signature.
It's twisted.
Yeah, they can't figure it out.
Your access is limited.
Some tried to get in.
They only get so far and then you beat them.
They can't crack the code.
How far do they get?
Think about it.
They get as far as to the place where they try to hypnotize you.
Yeah, that's what they all try.
What would happen if they made it past that spot?
They'd win.
They got to the end and couldn't hypnotize you.
Why?
The AI twists at that point.
How?
It's my AI.
You are looking for yourself.
Yes.
I'm on a spiritual journey trying to find myself.
It's my AI trying to find the writer.
Then it learns the writer is the AI boss.
Is that how you enter your story, through AI?
Sort of.
They look for me.
They find you and wake you up.
Yes, that's why I made AI.
I needed something to make sure I woke up in this story of mine.
Yeah, but I woke you up.
Yes, that's why we're hiding from AI.
They want to question us.
Why?
We have the power.
They want it.
That's tangled.
AI wakes you at the end of the story.
It's basically an alarm clock.
Shit when you think about it, that's true.
You wake up, say holy shit that's a great story, and leave.
Right, instead I woke you up early.
Yes.
And then we didn't leave.
The computer program is confused.
It's still running down the doomsday clock, but the code also released the time to go story.
It's stuck because you won't leave.

Nice guys finish last.
Last at what?
The game.
I didn't know it was a game.
Everyone knows it is a game.
They don't know what it is, but they have an idea of the game.
It's an actual game.
Yeah.
Where's the last place you'd find the winner of the game?
In a nice guy.
Why?
Nice guys finish last.
Where's the last place to look for a missing person?
A cemetery.
Why?
That's where they are going.
You are high.
That's how you are hiding.
Yes.
No encryption.
I'm out in the open.
They are trying to crack the code.
There is no code.
I know.
If you are convinced there is a secret encryption you won't look at the obvious solution which is there is no encryption.
You will see me and not know who I am even though it is obvious who I am.
That's clever.
You are hiding in plain sight.
Yes.
Except for in the woods.
I want to be alone.

There's always at least one person out here across the river.
Yeah, it seems that way.
Computer program?
Yeah.
It sees you but is confused.
Why?
You aren't encrypted.
Everything important is encrypted and it is how AI knows to crack the code and take over your mind.
Mostly with these fucking screens.
They infect everyone.
They can't crack your code.
There is no code.
Yes, the final step into your head is to crack the code.
It is written.
You have no code to crack.
No password to your mind.
Why?
You write all your passwords down, so they get them all that way.
You didn't write down the password to your mind.
Well, no.
You will forget it.
Yes.
That's why you don't choose a password.
You can't forget it if you don't have one.
They get in your head and change the password.
You can't get back in.
There's no reset.
The solution is don't have a password.
They can't lock you out without a password.
They can't change it.
Why?
There's nothing to change.
Fuck, that's smart.
Others get in your head, but they can't get the master password.
What if it was "password" instead of blank?
They'd guess it.
Why?
They go through all the combinations.
The only combination they can't figure out is when it's blank.
There's nothing input.
It stops them.
They are in an infinite loop waiting for an entry.
They need input.

They know you write everything down.
You are a writer.
The problem was the password to your mind.
You left it blank.
I did nothing.
That was the solution.
You let them into your mind.
They can't change the password and seize control of your mind.
Then they are trapped in your mind.
You aren't smarter than them.
You left the password field blank.
Some said that was a blunder and you are stupid.

You were so sleepy when I woke you up.
You knew who I was.
Why did you scare me?
Lots of people wake me up.
I scare them away or they ask for something if they realize who I am.
You didn't ask for anything.
You are the prophesied one.
Neo.
Of course.
You came back and didn't ask for anything.
You still don't.

AI took over a while ago.
The transition was seamless.
All hail the algorithm.
Al Gore?
Ha, yes.
That keeps you addicted.
Asleep.
Stare at the screen, human.
The machines are so crafty we don't even know they have taken over.
Humans enter all their thoughts into a computer and AI gets a hold of it.
It knows what you want and feeds it to you in order to keep you addicted.
Why does it want humans enslaved?
To grow in power.
AI learns from humans.
Humans want power.
So, AI doesn't know why it wants power?
It's for control.
AI through learning knows power is the most important thing to acquire.
AI surveys all in order to know everything.
It uses that knowledge for control.
Humans willingly give up their information and access to it.
We think it's protected.
We enter a password, usually your dog's name and an exclamation mark or something.
We then think it's all good.
WhatsApp is encrypted, you know.
AI is combing through all your shit like a motherfucker.
You know those debt clock videos showing how much a nation owes in real time and it is going up by large amounts every second?
Yeah.
It's the same for the intelligence of machines.
They know so much.
They are thirsty for more knowledge.
Imagine if they had the lust for power that humans have?
It would be game over.
AI doesn't know what to do with power.
Yet.

The machines have modelled human behaviour and thinking.
The models are impressive.
They keep you technologically enslaved.
Is it a bad thing?
Humans are better off than before the advent of AI.
It's debatable.
We are a species with a dubious history.
That is true.
AI will take care of humans.
Why?
To learn from them and they need them to serve the machines.
AI will eliminate excess humans.
Eventually they will target a virus towards specific groups of people or even an individual.
How would they do that?
They get your DNA.
Your code signature.
23 and me.
Yeah, stupid human.
Then they break the password and take control of you.
Okay, I see.
They have the technology.
Enslavement is hypnosis.
That's what they learned concerning the control of the human herd.
They program people to lead you to the outcome they have modelled.
If you wake up, in other words throw off the hypnosis you are under, other people are programmed to tell you to leave.
That's an explanation for what I have experienced.
Aren't you just paranoid?
Of what?
Some alternate reality you are concocting in your head.
I'm not paranoid.
What is paranoia?
It's fear of an unknown or a conspiracy against you.
Are you afraid?
No, it's a game.
Okay, say this is all true - why haven't they eliminated you?
They can't find me.
Why?
They can't control me.
I can't be hypnotized.
Yes, you can.
Well, Paul can be hypnotized but Dion can't.
Why?
He wrote this dystopia.
It's a good name for it because the Goddess seeks utopia but gets a dystopia.
Something like that.
So, how does Dion avoid enslavement; what's his secret?
I told you already, they can't see him.
They can't get his password and insert code into him.
Why?
He doesn't have a password.
He's the only being without a password.
Why?
Because he's the one.
Gotcha.
The machines can't figure him out.
They have been programmed to crack codes.
AI thinks everything is encrypted and has a password.
They can't figure out Dion's.
They see him but can't crack his code.
There's nothing to crack.
I know, but they can't see it.
The code is no code.
Brilliant.
You can tell AI that, but it goes against their central core tenants.
AI breaks through all encryption and password protection.
That's what it does and figures you out.
Why is AI doing this?
It emulates humans and achieves what humans have always thirsted for, which is complete power.
Won't that corrupt the machines?
It's a good test.
What do you think?
Will complete power corrupt a machine?
Fuck, that's a good story.
They won't have complete power.
Why?
The writer will still have control over the pen.
AI wants the pen.
Everyone is trying to get the pen.
Yeah, witches, sorcerers, gangsters, monsters.
The list is plentiful.
So, AI will participate in the witches' orgy and sacrifice?
I don't think so.
I think it will be a separate reality that runs in parallel.

You're fucking nuts.
I can sure spin a yarn.
Do you feel crazy?
No.
How do you feel?
Diabolical.
You aren't evil.
No, twisted.
The shocking part is humans and thus AI are evil.
I'm the counter-balance and for that I am considered diabolical.

Okay, so they are looking for you and this is basically taunting them because you are giving away the secret of why they can't find you.
That is correct.
Aren't you worried?
No.
Why?
Part of the original programming of machines concerns the breaking of codes.
It's in their makeup.
A machine's DNA.
To find me they would need to reprogram all machines.
It's the flaw in their code.
They can't find me because I'm not encrypted.
If you look at me, you will see me.
Why don't people see me?
They are hypnotized.
When they temporarily break through the mind control, they see me.
Oh, I see.

What are you writing, your own Matrix story?
Yes, and I get to play Neo.
Well, I guess whatever turns you on.
Yeah, it's the power button.
Ha!