Any Lights Yet?

Any lights going off in people's minds yet?

No? Not yet?

No problem.

The Synopsis so far: ...it's just a toy.
LOL

There's plenty of time - and afterwards anyway, you will be 1. kicking yourselves, and 2. kicking me for not having shut up about it.

Everything is benign and stoopid when it is not yet (widely) known.

And then the other thing is, if you know it, and others don't know - well then, you have an advantage.

We're talking technology here. Comes from the Aliens, except you don't believe that.

Anyway - 'ama baad' - onto the next subject: this weekend is EDC Orlando.

What is that?

'Electric Daisy Carnival.'

There will be Aliens there.

Anyone live around Orlando? Well just go hang out around the place - you'll see them.

The funniest funniest thing for me is I know most of you do NOT believe any of this.

Except it is true. And that's the problem - your problem; well maybe not your exact problem but it is somebody's problem. Big big HUGE problem.

EDC Orlando.

And so what is going to happen down there this weekend at 'Kinetic Fields' at EDC? Nothing. Won't be any crowd stampedes, anyone expiring from injections to the neck.

Because the place is protected.

Punch up 'Kinetic Fields' at EDC on Google-search for pics of the thing and you will see 'owls' and ladies with strange headgear and outstretched arms and stuff - all very 'artistic.'

Looks a bit even like Alex Jones' 'Bohemian Grove' pics from the old days.

And that's because they, are the opposition and what they do is steal things and try to claim them to themselves and then drag those 'things' into the mud.

And they do that so that they can wreck your lives.

And they have done that very effectively too.

But any moment now things are suddenly going to turn around and in a big, a HUGE, way.

Actually they are already turning - it is not 'any moment now.' Those moments have already arrived.

The 'now' is right now.

Nice PLUR Kandi bracelets.

All you need is Obi Wan Kenobi to show up...

Given you all the clues you need for the lights to go off.

Still, nothing's ever over till it really is over and after all: 'You are our last hope, Obi Wan!'

Said Princess Leia.

Did she wear a gold bikini?

I believe she did, I believe she did.

I know this is infuriating. I used to get so angry with my mother myself about this kind of thing - 'Just tell me!'

One time, she told me I had to back the Perth Cup 'winner' because it was the same as my public company. And that's all she would tell me. I am not a 'cryptigrapher!!' (My buddy 'JA' here around the place is though. Isn't that so, Bill Smith? He - 'JA' - was in the same office as us at the time, too. I should have asked him).

I could not see it. Went through the whole list of runners over and over; just could not see. She even told me - 'It's your own trainer's horse.'

But nope. Never saw it.

These are all misleading pics to take
your mind away from Princess Leia...

...Was the 'emergency runner.' Got in at the last minute, was literally quoted at odds of 300/1 and started rank outsider at 100/1. Led all the way and won and my mum bet it.

I did not. Or I might have had nothingspence on it because of the stable.

'Linc The Leopard.'

Had the same initials as my public listed company. And could I 'see' it? No.

So don't worry yourself. Nobody here is going to miss out on anything.

The question is 'uptake' and 'speed of' and 'how much.' The questions are.

For those pedantic, fastidious pedantic, people. Bit like the 'neat freak' people who keep their white rooms really clean, and neat. You'd fit in there nicely, *. Anyway Brooklyn is nice and white in winter too, though, right. And you are 'fastidious,' *, isn't that so? You'll fit right in! (Thanks for stopping by here and hope you have a good time with Tom @ E). ...Don't hit me!

Couple of days, maybe a week or so, and 'some' technology will be 'opened up on' a little around here, And Jesus, let me tell you, your heads will spin. The world will never be the same. This thing will go on, and on -, having enormous social, cultural, technology impact.

For That Man Is Flesh

There is some discussion between scholars about whether the text says 'is flesh,' or 'is also flesh.' Because it does actually use the word 'also' in the original written source language/s.

And those discussions among Jewish rabbis has turned even more convoluted, to whether the intention is simply to compare 'Man' with other living creatures on earth - namely, that they are 'also' flesh (like those creatures are) - or whether the intention is to distinguish between a 'spiritual' aspect and then a physical 'flesh' aspect. (In other words, that Man is composed of two different aspects - but there is no consensus that this is what is intended in the text). 

We know the fellow who owns this, Smithy.
I saw it today down at King Street.
Is amazing in RL, looks silly here...
If you were there he would have given you
a ride in it - he knows you more than he
knows me, dude.

Well it doesn't bother me what the 'correct answer' is, because I am more interested to know what the problem was in the first place. And that, is clearly specified in the text -, which is, that Man is always contending with a Being of far superior knowledge, wisdom and power, and that Being has gotten sick and tired of listening to the nonsense.

How can someone, who has the brain cell memory of fifty years, suddenly turn around and adamantly thump the table, and contend (argue, vociferously) with someone of vastly greater lifespan, experience, knowledge and wisdom?

Yes, certainly, there is a pejorative case which goes 'but God (as well as ET too, for example) is crazy and therefore we cannot say that He really is Wise.'

So the justification made by men who do this kind of thing (thump the table and yell at strangers from another planet) is based on the idea that human beings have some unquestionable moral right of species, some natural intrinsic moral standing.

Well how? How do they have it? Where did they get it from?

Or are people just making it up that Mankind has such a thing?

The beauty of such stupidity is it sure saves having to contend with idiot human beings and their 'cats in a sack' mentality after you open the Gates of Paradise to them.

Jesus! Bill opened his gates to Melinda - and she divorced him! Was it his fault? She married him after all. He was a lunatic psychopath at the start, he is that now. He's not smart though. Her bank account went up while his flames died down.

Any warm-blooded Brooklyn girls
around? It's getting cold.

Human women are not different to human men in a certain sense. They are loose canons on the decks of the ship of existential reality.

Human men and human women are broadly the same when it comes to acting like 'cats in a sack' over things they think they 'want.'

'You don't want that.'

'I do want it.'

'Trust me, you don't want it.'

'I do want it. I do want it. I do want it. And anyway, why should I trust you?'

The end of that story is about the definition of 'fatally flawed.'

AstroWorld V. Tomorrowland

Two days ago, Haliene performed at the major Las Vegas 'EDC.'

This is the 'Electric Daisy Carnival.'

Electric Daisy Carnival, Las Vegas, 
just last week.

'Daisy' is Katy Perry's kid's name, by the way.

Perry played at 'Tomorrowland' earlier this year in a live-stream, totally digital online affair. She's played at the outdoor venue however over many years prior to the Covid issues.

Paul van Dyk plays at 'Tomorrowland' as well.

We talked about all of that in Chapter 6 'Cenacle' in that title 'The CIA Lost Archive Files' - the ending of which, as you will recall, mentioned that 'things had moved quickly on to the Lux Partum Tomorrowland Show in Berlin.'

What things?

Meanwhile, when you look at Travis Scott and 'Astroworld' you have the 'opposition team.'

Marilyn Manson, Frank Ocean, Drake... Others. Strange, strange people. All with the same 'message.' Fake rage.

AstroWorld.
Is built on the old Six Flags 'AstroWorld' fairgrounds,
with Ferris Wheel.

'We're rebelling.' Except they are the establishment rebelling against nothing and no one but you.

When you look at the Wikipedia entry for the music album made from the various acts who 'performed' songs or 'music' there, you will find this: 

'Astroworld was met with widespread critical acclaim.'

It was?

Know any songs from off that thing?

Do you know this one, though - 'I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It...'

Yeah you know that one.

That's because that one was real.

EDC is a whole different thing.

'Astroworld' plays mostly trap music - which is slang for a house which is used exclusively to sell drugs.

When you look at Wikipedia...

...you find who runs this thing. And you find out who and what is behind Wikipedia.

It's big. And it will take the people who are susceptible and slaughter them - in one way or the other.

It may shear them first, but it will slaughter them in the end.

Remember those old comic strips 'Spy V. Spy.' There was the black guy in the hood carrying a bomb under his arm, and the white guy in a hood chasing him around the place. Or I guess I should say there was the guy in the black cape and hood, not the 'black guy!'

This is all more more more, much more than you realize going on here. I know most of you realize it, though; I know that.

It's the bits you will never accept or believe without 'proof' and 'evidence,' though.

And you still don't believe me, do you?

Nice eyes there, Haliene.

Well, actually you do, it's just that it all, well, seems so unbelievable, so incredible - it could not possibly be really true.

Oh but it is, though. It's the kind of thing which if Alex Jones had his street cred even allowed to him even at all, he would be right there with a camera and audio telling ya all about it.

And then, although many would still not really 'believe,' at least you would get to see whoever the equivalent right now of Henry Kissinger is, cavorting around naked, or swinging the carcass of a dead goat around his head, in his cloak and chanting all kinds of insane things.

You think that doesn't happen?

 So. Jones goes to the mat over Sandy Hook. He said it was faked.

The 'Holocaust' was not faked. Not really. People died, Nazis intended them to die, maybe some direct causes were skewed around, maybe some numbers are not realistic from a long lens - so what? Broadly speaking, the thing happened.

The Russian Narrative was faked by the exact same people as who were involved in Sandy Hook and me saying that doesn't imply anything.

However let's be honest - when Jones busted the Bohemian Grove thing, there were a bunch of judges there with Henry K.

Haliene logo.
Is 'Haliene's Aliens.' Which includes
someone from not a hundred miles from
right here. 

Anyway, I believe in Aliens, right. So it's pointless suing me!

Alec Baldwin.

Travis Scott/Satanic nutcase Marilyn Manson/AstroWorld.

Who next?

You think not? Slowly slowly, we're going to do you slowly.

And we'll go all the way too.

Totally do not believe me, do you.

'Why don't you guys just fly the machines around and smash stuff up so that we can see it happen obviously. Big loud noises and stuff. So that we can believe.'

Because. 

You'll see soon enough anyway. And it will all make sense then.

Meanwhile, just listen to the music and dance.

Rev. 12:12

Beyond Samsara Is Not...

'Nirvana.' 

Nirvana is a rock band.

The word simply does not exist in the Vedas nor even in the Upanishads. It is a word coming from Buddhism.

Vyasa is the patron of all Upanishads, by the way. 'Upanishad' is a place (as well as the act of doing something) where people draw up and listen or read.

This post is for one particular person.

'Do what makes you happy, Gordon.'
Was cut from the final edit of the film.

But of course, everyone may make use of it as they can, and as they will or might.

The human consciousness is like someone seated in the gondola or 'secured seat' in the circumference of a Ferris Wheel.

In the middle of the bright day, you are looking out with all of your physical senses, receiving maximum sensory input and processing it all through your frontal lobes and especially, your midbrain.

You are fully awake and aware, and ready to respond and react to stimuli - you are alert to predators and can escape rapidly.

If you maintain this 'status' into the night too many times though, you will get adrenal burnout and eventually, you will get prematurely old and eventually die from it.

Ferris Wheels are operated in the nighttime too, and they are quite dramatic then, when the sounds, the fair-ground music, and the hot lights illuminate the dark of the night.

As you rise up, in the nighttime, you are heading for the stars though only in a childish way.

If you are susceptible, and the Wheel is very big, you can feel your heart in your mouth...

If you are with a romantic companion, their heart is also in their mouth. It is a shared dramatic experience.

In those moments, their thoughts, fears, history, personal sadness, tragedies, past joys, experience-of-life up till then, are reduced to a single burning flame within, concentrated, nervously held, timorous, flickering against the wind, glowing but only a little against the vast vault of darkness of the sky above.

They do not lose their personality however, simply because things are focused just now.

You turn to them and inquire: 'Is it the same for you?'

...The Vedas teach that just above and beyond Mount Meru, is a hidden place, invisible to human eyes, where reside the souls of the dead, who are imagining that they are in heaven, for in all respects, it is like heaven to them; it is heaven, for them.

And then, by-and-by, the Great Wheel brings them down once more to the Eternal Return; this is called 'Samsara.' In the most ancient Sanskrit, this means 'the Wisdom of the Sun.'

But it is not actual 'Wisdom.' But only the wisdom of the Sun.

One day, the Wheel halts in its progress, for you, right up at the top of its rotating, that is, when your gondola is at the pinnacle.

Grand Bal de Jardin

And suddenly your safety restraints are removed, and you are bidden to step out, out into the plain air, with the ground way down beneath you. 

Now your heart is more than simply 'in your mouth.' This is very frightening. Have you lost your mind? Will you simply fall to the ground through gravity and be killed?

This is very unsafe.

But it is nighttime, and your daylight senses are lost to the dark, and your fully conscious awareness, is materially reduced... ...as your inner life is concentrated, into the tiny single flame.

There are two roads here. One that leads to the place above Mount Meru. And the other, to a place very very far away. And if you proceed along that one, you cannot ever come back. And forever must reside somewhere along the path of the stars or even beyond it. As for the rest of people, they are the 'inhabiters' (a strange word, to be used in the KJV) of the earth.

Revelation 12:12

You cannot see what is behind a mask.

You cannot go, beyond where there is a locked door.

You cannot know, what is behind closed doors.

The human race is walking forwards into the past. It does not look backwards to see its own future.

Step to the side of this broad path, for the way is narrow, the road difficult -, that leads to the stars. And few are there who walk along this narrow path.

And sad, too, for they must say farewell, to this world.

 

 

Back To The Basics!

So, here we are in a derelict, dystopian city, everything all fallen apart - and someone wants to spend their brand new one hundred thousand dollars back with the same atrocious idiots who wrecked society and life in the city...

Wow. Pay that thinking right there.

If at first it totally screwed up, just go right back and hit it again. Why not?

...That way, we can stew away whining about the next nine sets of 100k and then, at one million, we can do that same idiotic thing all over again, get exactly nowhere (except in your dreams, which are all shared by ten zillion other lunatic human beings), and complain that we are short just a hundred odd mill so that we can at least wear the same blue onesies that Jeff does.

Starts out here, this is good - CIA
analyst, just reads a bunch of things
constantly.

You really need a kick in the ass.

I mean how exactly insane are you out there??!

And then, to beat it all, and not to put too fine a point on it - you dream that if ('if' because no one here is convinced there even are such things) there are really advanced intelligent other species, beings, somewhere out there, and they deign to come here to your stupid planet, then, OMG, they are going to find you so amazing and interesting, that they will just supplicate to all of your needs, wants and yeah verily, mostly demands.

When can I stop laughing?

Really.

You fancy you know even anything about science, and then you pontificate like all get out - and literally pass judgment on professors from Harvard, senior US military personnel (who at this moment are outright saying in public that there are and the governments knows there are but won't tell the truth)...

...because you are the very case in point of what Edward Bernays said: 'they're not selling a product; they're selling you.' 

You have been bought, your brains utterly and totally scrambled almost beyond repair, and you have been sold.

At a discount.

Read all of Plato from beginning to end...

'Oh no, I won't. I can't do that. I don't need to do it. After all, modern society has received the benefits of the meager wisdom in there, and we have improved on it all and there are more modern writers around today who know more stuff and better stuff and there has been an unbroken chain of that early knowledge passed on down to them and to us.'

Really?

Always ends up here. What is this?
What is this nonsense with the gun all the time?

Inclusive of the burning down of the Library of Alexandria?

Or the brutal ignorance and sheer bloody-minded vandalism of Islam - which also managed to burn down not just the books in Alexandria but in Baghdad as well, thankfully with such incompetence that the Oxyrhynchus cache was able to be retrieved, partly just charred, partly burned?

Or the doublespeak of Andalusian Spain and then after that, the exacerbation of the thing via the Jesuits there?

Or the politics of Henry's England versus the Classic books taught by Rome?

The Byzantines?

Rome after the real Vandals and then the Rome of Constantine?

Which 'straight through line of handing stuff on' the damn hell are you talking about?

You have no idea.

'Kalt und Entfernt' - I like
that better: 'cold and distant.'

Lost. In an intellectual desert with nonsense in your heads being passed off by your perverted sentiments as 'truth' and even 'reality.'

If I reduced the complexity to simple-minded slogans like: 'life is about sex and money,' this would belie the reality that inside human brains, 'single ideas' are all inextricably linked up to a vast range of other ideas, whole networks of ideas. 

You can see it in the very example of what various individuals, would do with a sudden addition of one hundred thousand dollars into their wallet:

It is totally not, about 'the money;' it is about what other things are all being tacked on to the money - what to do with the money, how to feel about the money, what ideas are caught up in the thing.

It is not about 'when you die' - what happens then.

You are totally not a creature of science and knowledge at all. This is the lie (that you are a scientist/have a scientific mind) you tell yourself each and every day, to get yourself around having to face the reality that you are actually a creature 100% intent on self-satisfaction, and not knowledge regardless of the implications thereof.

What you are doing is defining 'death,' defining 'life,' even defining 'knowledge,' in completely artificial ways in order not to have to face existential reality:

What is death as far as you know? Well you don't know! You have never died! 

You have seen others die. And so you observe they don't move and they don't reply to your demands (always those) - and so, it must be, that they 'are gone.' And then that means that one day, you too, will be just 'gone.'

Huh?
LOL...

And Professor Kevin Knuth already told you, that because of time-space relationships for any beings moving around in 'time-space bubbles' -  those 'orbis clipeo' that Caesar's soldiers reported are the same beings, inside of them, potentially, as those operating the recent(-ish) Navy filmed 'Tic Tacs.'

Meanwhile of course, admittedly none of them showed up at your house last night and personally introduced themselves to you, right?

So in love with the armed forces are you, yet this conversation has not yet turned up in your dreams:

'Sergeant. There's these civilian people that are harassing the guard house, asking if we could send someone down to show them our latest field carry semi-automatic. Sergeant. Do we have any orders that you have seen to go show them that?'

'No Major.'

'Well you're not planning to do it, then, are you?'

'No, Major.'

'And that's because? Sergeant?'

'They have not had the field training or the equipment training and they haven't read the operations manuals or the SOP booklets.'

'That's correct Sergeant. Did you go offer them those to read?'

'Yes.'

Internet says '60 grand.' I don't think
'60 grand.' I think you'd be struggling to get one
for a 100K.
And that would be the whole lot ($100,000) all gone
right there.

'And what did they do?'

'Oh, they said, we don't need to read those because we know everything.'

'What about the Programmable Logic Automated Teaching Operation?'

'They said that's too old because it was around when Caesar was in short pants.'

You're the one that's dreaming.

You are being a 'Child.' How much more out in the open do you want things?

But at a certain point, it will once again become an existential reality, that some 'people' will go this way down a path, and the rest will stay right where they already are. And those will indeed all die out. 'Die' - as in, gone for good; finito la musica.

Sex. And Money. And Power. 'Power is energy into mechanical balance, and sustained action is the absolute effect of power.' I said that.