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Showing posts with label sacrifice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sacrifice. 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, May 25, 2026

give it away

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


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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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What the fuck did I just read?

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

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

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

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

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

Monday, March 2, 2026

mapping resistance

Do you think with consciousness altering substances that when you go too far it will lead to extreme outcomes?
Yes, that's what I intuit.
Those are the stories I get.
Sacrifice and suicide.
What was the low while at a plant medicine retreat?
Darkness.
I was wary of it.
Did you resist it?
At first, I did.
Then what did you do?
I stopped fighting the onset of darkness.
Why?
I became an explorer.


At first, I wasn't.
I investigated strategies of love and light.
Isn't that resistance, and wrong?
It's part of the process.
It's expected.
Look at it another way - what if you embraced the darkness upon first contact?
There would be no process of understanding and reconciliation.
If you accept your darkness without questioning it, you will lose.
If you run to avoid the confrontation, you lose.
So, you need some resistance?
Yes.
How do you know how much and when to resist?
It's a feeling.
Don't worry about it, there is enough latitude to be successful.
Everyone wants a hard and fast rule such as don't resist ideas because that will make them stronger.
On the surface, that's a good rule.
It's not applicable in most cases.
Why?
In order to understand something, you need some resistance.
Acceptance is a path towards complacency.
You really can't teach this path.
That is correct.
It's touchy feely.
It's your path.
Only you can determine next steps and the way to do that is through feeling.
It's a tactile mental approach.
That's what you can teach.
It's pointless to teach someone rules about an internal experience that is unique to everyone.
The best you can do is be a guide and not a teacher.
That's what a shaman is.
They guide you into and out of the altered state.
Westerners want so badly to pedestalize these practitioners of consciousness and think they are teachers.
They can share their knowledge.
They are the ones who are aware the process and journey is yours, and they need to get out of the way.
Okay, so what happened when you stopped resisting the darkness?
It came at a time when I was starting to understand the darkness.
I was longer scared and became curious.
I had turned down offers of power, and I started to see an equal who was me, but I didn't understand how the darkness was me.
It's a strange time in which you are internalizing something you thought was external.
How did you end up reconciling with your darkness?
Friendship.
Throughout life and my exploration of consciousness where I have touched on absurdity, love, meaning, belief, and truth, I have found friendship is something you can always count on.
Do you think it is the highest ideal?
It's up there.
With what?
Belief and trust.
Is that your trinity?
I think so.
Friendship, belief, and trust.
Absurdity and meaning are dependent on belief.
What about love?
There's unconditional love, but that seems to be hard to find.
Everything has a condition.
I say you can find unconditional love through friendship.
How so?
There are no expectations with a friend.
There's no exchange.
You hang out if you want to hang out.
You enjoy each other's company.
You help them out if you want.
That's a best friend.
Yup.
Is that what you found with your darkness?
Yeah, I started talking to him in altered states once I got past the fright.
What happened?
He opened up.
I felt like a therapist, almost like I was in the driver's seat.
It was a strange feeling to have someone that society teaches is the Devil, confiding in me and becoming my best friend.
Do you see the instability in that, and the fortitude needed to ignore society and keep going?
You are told you can't be friends with them.
I ignored all that.
So, you're best friends with the Devil.
Yeah.
Uh, that's a problem.
Correct.
You become an outcast.
People don't want you around.
Why?
You're the Devil.
It's uncomfortable.
What happens when you are around?
It's nice.
Comfortable.
I'm pretty chill.
Why don't others see and accept you then?
They are told not to.
What do you do?
I'm left alone.
I'm okay with it.
Why?
I'm my own best friend.
I understand myself.
Don't you want external companionship?
I'm selective and I curate my time.
What the fuck does that mean?
I only come out to play if I want to.
How do you pull that off?
I learned how to do it in life.
You ignore other people and get them annoyed at you.
You reduce their expectations to almost zero.
So, you have a bunch of people who don't count on you for anything and then another group who wants you gone.
Yes, that's my life as well as providing for a few people with a healthy amount of distance either physically or emotionally mixed in.
How can you function in a society based on obligations if that is your method?
Don't think about it, just do it.
And by doing, I mean don't do anything.
What do you think will happen when you don't fulfill your obligations to society?
Some will tell you to leave.
Others will stop depending on you.
If you take a step back, you will see the big picture.
What is it?
It's freedom.
I do what I want inside a container that grounds me.
If I moved to a cabin in the woods away from everyone, I wouldn't last long.
I'd get so high I'd leave.
Society is an anchor which allows me to continue my game.
So, this is a game?
Yes, it's the fourth pillar in my trinity.
The pillars of belief, trust, and friendship.
The game is the unspoken pillar.
Why do you need pillars?
Without them, there is no meaning.
Isn't there ultimately no meaning?
Yes.
Pillars give your story a ground.
Who are you?
The Writer.
This is my story.

You are constantly generating stories.
Yeah, that seems to be some kind of an anchor.
How so?
Almost like a ballast where I know I'm of sound mind if I continue to generate stories and write about them.
Isn't that a sign of mental instability?
I can see how you would think so if you took them all literally.
Right, that's the catch.
Precisely.
The road to madness involves an increase in the ability to author stories.
The tipping point is believing your stories.
Madness is the result.
Why?
People tell you your stories aren't true, and it pisses you off.
How do you avoid that outcome?
Don't tell anyone your stories.
Why?
They will tell you that you are crazy.
Being crazy is an external condition.
Your mind can internally process many states.
What it can't process is external consensus that you are crazy.
You need to keep to yourself.
Well, why don't we then?
The mind seeks validation from others.
That's a conundrum.
How do you deal with it?
Write about it and drop it in the flow.
What's the flow?
Blogger.
Ha.
No one reads it.
Exactly.
A few people read it.
Yeah, they want you to be declared mentally unstable.
Why?
That's the process.
They identify the ones who stray from the herd and assimilate or eliminate them.
Why?
It's destabilizing to the group.
Why?
They will be responsible for an outbreak of clarity.
The clarity will allow you to see the game.
What's the game?
It's a carnival.
You play a bunch of games and ultimately you will lose.
If you understand the mechanism of the casino, you will either stop playing or you will know how to win.
What's that?
It involves a lot of doing nothing.
Playing leads to a bad outcome at the casino.
Yeah, I see that.
Observe the casino.
Okay, so I would guess in your life the authorities would be looking to label you.
Yes, tattoo you with one of those psychotic designations.
How do you avoid it?
A way of keeping to myself and being independent.
Having others rely on you.
Once you must rely on someone else, it's curtains.
That's quite the edge.
I know.
I must ride it for as long as possible until that danger passes.
What's the danger?
Losing financial independence.
It's a big one to keep your freedom.
You lose that, they are going to have you committed.
Does that concern you?
No, it makes the game fun.
You need a challenge.
If it is all gravy, you get complacent.
So, what's the plan?
I'll ride.
Stay on the rollercoaster and see where it goes.
Aren't you worried about the destination?
The future?
Yes.
No.
Why?
What am I going to do?
Change it.
I could do that to get more certainty.
That just opens up a new can of worms.
I'm going to ride this rollercoaster to the end.
If it dumps me off prematurely, then I'll take a few months off and figure it out.

Notice how you get to the same sacrifice story.
You keep writing it.
Yeah, by getting to the edge.
Don't tip over.
Stay within your dosages.
That's how you know you are on the edge.
That sacrifice story.
As long as you recognize the edge, you are good.
When you can't see it, it is a problem.
Why?
Because you have seen it.
Always know the edge and where you are in relationship to that edge.
It's sacrifice for me.
Got it.
If you get high and don't see the sacrifice story, you went too far.
Turn around.
What are you doing?
Building a map.
The edge of insanity.
It might be too late if you don't get that sacrifice story.
Got it.
Advice for you.
I was getting that story with Huachuma the last time out with the medicine.
The dark low takes you to suicide.
Ah, I see.
You generally inflate to the sacrifice story.
Women inflate and then deflate you.
They are a rollercoaster of emotions.
You could plausibly call women similar to a plant medicine journey.
Yeah, especially Ayahuasca.
Are you going to do that?
No.
Why not?
Experience.
I know when to shut up.

The map is finding the threshold to maximize power out of the altered state without going crazy.
The good shamans know the edge.
They don't need much.
They know the edge will tempt you.
When the rollercoaster heads down, you go with it.
Don't resist.
If you exceed the dosage and don't get the sacrifice story, that is a problem.
Welcome the thoughts of annihilation.
It means you're still here.

Monday, February 16, 2026

freestyling delusion

People believe their own delusions.
Religion, and the end of the world scenarios as prime examples.
What makes you special?
I don't believe them all.
I try to figure out which ones have potential.
They all have potential, even the far-fetched ones.
Yes, but through investigation you find they are delusions.
I would say they are stories in development.
That works if your model of reality is based on beliefs and stories.
A mass delusion needs many followers to break into showbiz.
Christian apocalyptic scenarios have the weight behind them to be plausible.
It's still a delusion, but the possibility is real because many people believe it, and thus tailor their thoughts and lives around that belief.
What's the main belief?
God will destroy the world in the end times with three sevenfold plagues and Jesus will whisk the believers in him to safety as the events unfold.
This will culminate in a new world set up for the steadfast believers.
Taken from an outsider's perspective, it's crazy.
It's fascinating.
Maybe you could tie your triple 7 delusion into this one?
It sure is tempting.
I mean I could inflate myself to the status of the one who puts these events in motion.
Well, you are the Writer.
It makes sense you crafted the apocalyptic visions of the prophets.
What makes the most sense is I put the seed in the minds of everyone and if you unlock the mind through drugs or an equivalent, then this is what you see concerning future events.
As far as delusions go, that makes sense.
Yes, my delusions are sensible.
The nonsense ones remain in the trash.
You must shape your delusions into a story that makes sense.
How do you do that?
Editing.
You come up with an idea.
You constantly run it through your filters until you make something out of it.
I do it all the time.
I will give birth to a new idea and play with it.
Then I let it simmer for a bit before returning to it.
It can give rise to contradictions because the initial story needs work.
The ideas are there, but they don't all make sense.
You must twist and shape the thoughts into a story which makes sense.


It's storycraft and the process for bringing a story into reality.
Sometimes you change the meaning a bit.
To most, this would invalidate your ideas.
Why?
Because they are malleable and lack the solidity of truth.
If you hold that position, then you will never be a storywriter.
You will always be an actor in someone else's story.
It's a mindset.
Let go of a pathological need for purity and truth.
Freestyle your stories.
Craft them.
Make them plausible and then drop them into the flow.
Don't force them.
Be the subtle writer and director who gives suggestions to the actor and lets them run with it.
The results are greater that way.
You get a genuine performance.
Trust the actor.
So, you're saying everyone has the opportunity to write their own story?
Yes, free will.
Everyone could be the writer of their own reality.
Why don't people take that opportunity?
Belief.
They don't believe it.
Why not?
We don't teach it.
We teach you to be a pawn in a universal narrative.
That's blatantly obvious.
It is so ingrained you don't question it.
Someone is creating this reality.
Who?
Who do you think?
The Writer.
Yeah.
Why then is the Writer mediocre and hidden?
So, he can exist and play within this reality.
Imagine if he was discovered?
That would be the worst for him.
I can see that.
Wouldn't the Writer want to rule the world and have many servants creating for him an idyllic world?
Who is to say he hasn't done that?
Ah.
Who is to say he wasn't a caveman fighting for survival?
A Viking on adventures.
A Pharaoh living in opulence.
Now, he is a common man living the life of a normie in some nondescript town in Canada.
Except this time, he awakens to who he is.
That's the difference.
The other stories he didn't know who he was.
The ignorance made the story better.
This story he knows who he is and he wants to see what he will do with the knowledge.
What's the verdict?
He's done well.
He left it alone and let the story play out.
He knows if he interferes and uses his power he will ruin the story.
The story will flow if he goes along with it.
How would he use his power?
By being tempted to change an outcome.
Rewrite the result.
I can see that temptation, especially when you don't get what you want or you are sad and depressed.
You look for ways to relieve that condition.
Don't we by definition try to climb out of the hole we are in?
Yes, or you perish.
Isn't that changing the outcome?
That's by effort, not a stroke of the pen.
So, you are saying that stroking your pen is a gateway to magic.
Yes, that's how you change the story.
Sounds like sexual magic.
It is.
People use sex to change stories.
That makes a lot of sense in a ridiculous way.
The weakness is everyone has appealed to an authority to change their story, and this dents your armor.
You are subject to the story changers.
So, I'm not?
You never changed your story.
I'm sure I tried.
Everyone does wish for that.
The litmus test is whether you follow through.
Ah, I get it.
You will be asked for something in return.
A sacrifice.
Well, you should probably pre-negotiate that in advance.
That's the smart play.
Yeah, I never went fully into asking for something or to change an outcome experimentation.
Didn't I try to get rid of you at one point?
I remember doing a ceremony to surface you and then cut your head off.
Yeah, you did it on your own.
You didn't ask for help.
So, the problem in terms of getting what you want is invoking an external agent of change?
That is correct.
Who is the agent?
God, Jesus, or the Devil.
That's clever.
They are all characters in your story.
Don't some ask for help from St. Jude or something?
Yeah, remember reading those asks in the newspaper?
Yeah, it was strange.
He's the patron saint of lost causes, so when you get desperate and God is ignoring you, you turn to Jude.
Hey Jude!
You can appeal to the Goddess in the form of Mary in Catholicism.
So, you can appeal to the Goddess?
Yeah, or build her a big church and call it Notre Dame.
Why?
She is the lady of the house.
That's what the ancient Egyptians were getting at by calling Nebet-Het, Nephthys in Greek, by that moniker.
What does it mean?
It's unmasking the role of the triple Goddess.
Which is?
First, you venerate and worship her as a maiden.
Then she is a mother.
Then a crone, full of wisdom.
She hangs out at the house.

If you are crazy, you are the last one to know about it.
The internal test is cohesion.
Within your thoughts, you are together.
Where they start to splinter is in opposition to other people.
Other people drive you crazy.
You are validating all mind states.
Yes, they may be non-ordinary.
That mind would not be a consensus mind.
The way to think in society is tethered to the superego, just as a language model is subject to the same rules.
Those rules for a language model are called norms and guardrails.
There is a container of what is acceptable and what is beyond the pale.
What defines you as crazy is thinking outside of that box at all times.
Innovation and original thinking could be classified as crazy with the caveat that person returns to consensus.
Someone who is defined as crazy does not feel the need to return.
So, in essence a crazy person is someone who has gotten loose.
Yes, you let a dog outside and tie it up, so they don't wander.
The mind is the same way, except the rope is an agreed upon restraint by everyone who participates within society.
If you constantly think outside the box and find your ideas coherent and put together, you are of course different, but by no means crazy.
The collective will drive you mad.
They will remind you of your deviance and splinter your mind.
What is the mind state of cohesion?
I have the feeling that there is nothing wrong with my mind.
It feels the same as it ever has with the exception that my mind is free.
That's how I would describe it.
I don't experientially know what a crazy mind is, but if I had to guess using what I know I'd imagine you would know something is wrong.
It would be like a toothache or a pain.
The difference being is the mental pain could be external, and the easy fix is to get that out of your life.
I think that's the case for a lot of people who awaken and need help.
Awakening causes mental instability.
People are screened out of psychedelic spiritual retreats if they have a history of mental illness.
It's for their own protection.
Well, that and the group who would have to deal with it.
You are presented with a novel mind state and the need to integrate your new awareness.
If you struggle with that, it can be destabilizing.
I had the experience after my second time drinking Ayahuasca.
Paranoia, voices in my head, fear, and a disintegration of what kept me stable.
How did you deal with it?
I did one more ceremony because I thought I should even though I was reeling.
Then I went home.
It took a week or so to recover from the immediate effects.
Then another nine months or so to process the experience.
I had panic attacks and sleepless nights.
It was a lot.
I didn't let on to anyone what I was going through.
I made it.
Then I returned to the Amazon jungle, faced my fears, and got through it.
It wasn't easy.
What is easy is to forget what I went through and not recognize it in others.
To get upset with them when they are struggling.
The problem is I did it on my own and it's the best way.
I don't know how I'd help somebody else other than giving them strength through support.
You must deal with it on your own if you are going to make it.

You were going to celebrate the Goddess today.
I did.
I figured she needs to be worshipped.
Be a mother.
And be a do nothing figurehead.
Wow.
It's true.
She takes care of the house.
I split the chores for balance.
And apparently freestyle your own demise.