The Simple Life... Ha Ha

So I've been trying to find ways to back off on the super intensity reading that this place has been recently, caused in the main by the subject matter and its ultimate direction I suppose.

It's hard though, certainly, because, let's face it, hopping on board some space-ship is not the usual thing unless it is at a fairground or something, and said 'space-ship' comes back down to Earth after a short while and we can all just 'hop right back off again' and go get some fairy floss.

And then life goes on, right.

It's all very very simple.

At least I can report that during today's coffee get-together with another guy in the book business (he is literally an actual book-seller who owns several shops), I had the extreme pleasure of hearing from him, this time, and not from me, about the sheer decadence of the seemingly middle classes of Vienna, Austria. He is the only other person I have ever heard tell this story about the large two-leaved front doors of mansions a few hundred yards from the city center, with their fountains and manicured front lawns fifty yards long at least - that what you can regularly see going on inside the vestibules and front rooms, basically from out in the street, on just about any given mild evening or day, would certainly not be believed by those who had never seen Vienna at all.

I think I've mentioned this before that this is one place where you will all day long see women wearing sables out in public, and butter wouldn't melt in their mouths when they are 'at hot chocolate' at the Mozart cafe or the Cafe Central or similar (and there are many excellent sachertorte places in Vienna). 

Butter wouldn't melt because they are still fairly cold beneath those coats on account they have nothing else on underneath...

So it was very down-to-earth of a day today for me. Very relaxing I must say.

He was hesitant in even telling his story until I said well I know you were really there and are telling the truth because I have seen the same sorts of things there myself. And he of course said, no one else ever believed him!

LOL

Well that I guess is the problem with trying to convey - what are really facts, but very unusual ones - to people who have never witnessed anything like those things, and maybe have never even really heard hearsay accounts similar even though they have heard 'near-enough-to' accounts. But not real actual accounts. Especially not first-hand accounts of the exact specific kind.

Well, it's simple
but it is Tiffany's blue
champagne Jell-o shots.

If we turn back to this matter of, say, 'Elves,' for instance, and bring it to the Jungian discussions on them, then we will at some point at least arrive at the following:

All of Jung's professional followers, his officially-authorized students and their students, will say that there are many many instances of people, for example, dreaming of the future and having those dreams come literally true in extreme and very significant detail.

For instance, there is one case in which a woman had a dream of a plane crashing with many people being killed and I think from memory a relative or friend or something being one of the victims - and she was having the dream as a recurring dream and relating it to her psychoanalyst and all she was telling them over and over was that she would see in the dream a side of the plane with a set of numbers on them and they were always the same numbers and she told that serial number to her psychoanalyst.   

And then, when the crash happened, it turned out that the plane did in fact have those exact serial numbers on its side.

So this cannot be explained away as 'synchronicity' or anything 'causal' because her dream certainly did not cause the event, and the event certainly did not cause her dreams either because that would have been an anachronistic impossibility!

However, since in her psychoanalysis she was venturing into the 'unconscious' the Jungian conclusion was that this region of the human mind is so powerful - it basically knows everything and it was 'telling' her 'look, I know everything, down to the details of things like serial numbers...' But then, the rest of the underlying lesson from the unconscious to the woman (according to the Jungian paradigm) is that 'so therefore you'd better take note of me, and treat me with respect and listen to my counsels.'

And that does not mean suddenly the unconscious is going to give the woman the numbers of the next winning lottery.

Because what's the moral cause of that there?

Very calming and...
...simple.

So, even though there can be no 'material causation' model, there is definitely a moral cause model going on.

And so, for those who may only be getting the merest hints of some 'interchange' or 'interactions' with another world, as it were - you will certainly nevertheless, at some point get a massive and pointed exchange of information; you might even see or be visited by a literal Elf. And then, not ever again. However if, you are wise enough following that, to be attentive to this 'other world' then you will find a lot of things moving your way, where they did not do so previously. 

That is not the same paradigm, certainly, as being able to have regular physical material interactions with people from 'somewhere else' but it will prove to have been a significant 'paradigm shift' nonetheless.

My point to those reading very attentively here, is that in any case, in all events anyway, this paradigm shift is simply unavoidable before it is possible to have those kinds of regular physical interchanges - for the reason KP and I have been turning over here recently.

Super advanced species, or civilizations, possess technology so utterly self-destructive and dangerous, that they would obliterate themselves if they got to using their weapons against each other in a conflict - of those types of conflicts that we have here with our species here on our planet.

The slaughter of innocent bystanders, of the underclasses, the 'ordinary' layers of the population - is simply just not morally acceptable at all. It was not acceptable during the First or the Second World Wars.

We are  told at schools and at Universities, by political historians, that these wars were 'unavoidable.' But that is not true.

But then, just when you thought
you had it completely wrapped -,
thermo-dynamic nuclear quantum
physics!
Serge Lutens art. Now do I really
need to spell this out?!

That is simply an assertion that people have been making since Cain murdered his brother Abel, and they do it to justify what is the status quo on this planet - which is namely, they have moral superiority and you have no moral cause and certainly no material power.

The phrase 'international (well, in fact, any kind of) rules-based order' is a lie. No such thing exists either as an actual agreement between anyone with overt political agency, or as a schema of moral logic.

To have massification, is the process by which you as an individual, are enslaved by an oppressor you cannot see, and that you will not be told about; to have 'mass rules' removes your individual rights, and replaces them with impersonal 'massified' something but they are not 'rights...'

In the Jungian paradigm, the unconscious was telling the woman - 'look I know everything.'

In my paradigm I am saying that whether you can or should or should not know everything is moot, but what you can know is the trajectory of things that you see materially around you.

But frankly, as it has become really pointedly clear to me, if you have been trained to see them.

Because I think I perceive a problem with the human mind and the way it 'sees.'

The fragrance products of Issey Miyake were all made in an industrial laboratory using really expensive German-built, American invented chemical sensors and fabricators.

Serge Lutens, by contrast, whilst he still does have those things and uses them, he came from the Shiseido/US CIA post WWII chemical laboratory experience, and he was responsible for the creation of the so-called 'perfume unicorn' - a thing known as 'Nombre Noir.' He did not himself actually create it but was the 'design manager' for it. The person who made it was a mysterious stranger whose name is recorded as 'Jean-Yves LeRoy;' a man who killed himself (which is 'KHS'd' in the modern millennial chat talk vernacular, in case you ever come across this) when the product was released but then recalled and mostly all destroyed because of a 'manufacturing design fault' to do with the sprayer nozzle.

Now.

Issey Miyake died last week. As you know. As you must know!

Now unless Serge Lutens intends to publicly get up on *'s space-shop again and just 'disappear' well then the trajectory of his natural life is what -, do you think? You know, without being morbid about it.

Evelyn & Crabtree's Extract of Mysore Sandalwood went from thirty bucks to one thousand dollars.

And I do not expect Issey Miyake's items to do that, because his fragrance products, to be blunt about it, are not only not very good and highly synthetic at that, they are all acrid, 'poisonous' smelling, and quite unpleasant.

Whereas Serge Lutens, is responsible for the greatest perfume ever made. Ever. ...Ever made.

Nigella Lawson's
blackberries in champagne jelly. 

In recent years Christopher Sheldrake is listed as the main 'creator' of his fragrance line, but I am telling you, not quite a different story, but that you should understand these kinds of people are responsible for the technical industrial measurements for how to industrially produce the final item. The product is Serge Lutens' product and creation.

And soon, there will be no more Picasso paintings, if you know what I mean.

Meanwhile, because you don't believe me anyway, I was actually in the spa area of one of these 'mother craft' just not long ago, and it was pretty quiet in there and there was only one other person stretched out on the sofa thingies that are arranged in long rows in a pretty dim area. But they were having a massage. And during all of that long long session, this thing below was being played through the audio system: