Just a quick note to say that the mail has started to be sent out. Some small initial packages were mailed yesterday and the Postal Service here says it could take up to fifteen days to get to where they were being sent.
I don't know about this idea that Powell has that he has begun to contain inflation - the mailing costs certainly don't reflect it.
...there will be more things sent out over time.
Fuchsia is an edible flower, by the way.
Just saying'.
And not that there is any fuchsia in any of these sachets.
There could be in some future ones, though.
And don't forget to add simple syrup to the mixture that you will be making - these things are all rather 'medicinal' in taste and all the more so if without something sweet added in.
'Simple syrup,' in case you were not aware, is a standard technical term for something they use in cocktail bars.
But the beauty of 'GoogleSearch' is that you may all go and discover for yourself what it is, and not to mention anything else that might crop up that you have never heard of before.
And none of which should be the case with this first small package.
Don't want to freak people out right from the very start.
It's all very tame still at this stage of things...
LOL
And that will soon change.
I am very conscious that some people have been asking about some kind of 'main, technical, process' that you can use every day.
Not necessarily such a good idea to go to that straight away.
This is not some kind of joke all of this stuff.
I mean we are literally talking about making yourself known to very advanced, highly intelligent and more to the point, absolutely real beings from somewhere else!
'Oh I can cope...'
Oh you think?
I have been in fairly rugged and complex physical training most of my life - the biggest difference between me and Steve Hughes, is that I have never taken a single drug in my entire life, maybe some aspirin and that only rarely. Can you say the same?
Can I throw you into a high rotational speed NASA training unit and spin you around and around for twenty minutes and you'd be fine...?
It is nothing to shove you tight into a space craft. Whether you ever got out alive again is another whole story.
But yes, there is a basic structure or mechanistic process involved.
Those who have been reading for a long time, and who have a few of the off-Blog texts, the 'story' texts under their belt, will remember what was said. 1. Why do we play this music? 2. Why do we talk about fragrances? 3 ...And various other sensory things?
Okay so this place is supposed to be a 'Web log.' A place collecting a record, a series of more or less chronological notes of something. Maybe someone's life, maybe something else like a set of ideas being unfolded -, maybe even someone just unfolding their thoughts over time just as they go along, not everything all thought out beforehand.
Someone asked something quite interesting privately just the other day - namely, is there some kind of mechanism that you use...? They didn't actually use the exact word 'mechanism' and I'm using it to convey the idea of something outside of the individual's own personality, something transferable and objective, but then, automatic I guess; something which automatically 'opened some kind of door.'
...I think this will feature in the new 'story.' It's just a story, right. No need to be afraid of anything.
Well yeah...
So anyway let's do an actual 'blow-by-blow' real log then, afterall. Never have done it before.
Right now I know that physically I am fairly exhausted. I've been doing some programming from the ground up. And that is exhausting. What takes it out of you is the riskiness, the fact that there is no guarantee you will succeed -, that you will attain the kind of result that you were really looking for.
I'm not ever exhausted while I am doing these kinds of things, only afterwards, when it is over and it really was successful. Because then you can drop the adrenaline needs and go back to um, 'being normal.'
I do not like being 'normal.' ...Do not like living in the normal state of 'being human.'
And this is the principal reason of all of them, that I force so hard to get back to situation that I was more naturally and 'mindlessly' involved in when I was a tiny child and living, literally not just at the foot of the deep jungle, but in the jungle because it had grown right into the old Sultan's horse training racetrack and Chief Steward's house - where my family were then living.
There was no one of any account around there and so there were no witnesses who could say anything and be believed.
This is for you, Bill. Coming soon.
My parents of course knew, and so did various uncles and aunts and cousins.
But it was a long time ago, Star Trek had not yet even been made...
People were different then. So, my mother - who was well into her late forties - had an alien child. So what.
LOL
Me, I have spent my whole life (at least initially) trying to fit in, trying to pretend that I am pretty ordinary.
Anyway, don't worry about any of that. Just follow what is happening right here, right now:
Right now I have (had; I took it off) an SKG electronic neck massager on. I dunno how it works. Could be TENS, not even sure.
Anyway I know that it automatically shuts itself off in fifteen minutes.
But here's the thing see. I had made some of that 'Persian Star Fairy' drink, and I have some specially-designed music ready to go. And I am trying to write something to tack onto the end of something which is a long screed about AI, and it's all very dreary and not even that technical.
'Hitchhiker's Guide' said owning a digital watch was the secret to happiness in the Universe. Other John - John A. - told me that today, Bill.
The thing I want to tack onto the end is upbeat, uplifting, and more about what I have been doing these last few days - which is mainly eating incredible food...
I want to write this in honor of one of the two girls who remixed that last Brian Transeau 'Kintsugi' track. Really amazing work.
So...
Suddenly the neck thing switches off.
No way. Cannot be already fifteen minutes. Come on!
What happened?
Did time slip, speed up, what?
Did something happen?
Where's my drink gone?
WTF.
There's none of it left. I don't remember drinking it. I touched it, yeah.
But I can't remember drinking all of it.
...Okay now I'm going to play that track (it's the one below, so you can join me/join in/join in the experience, maybe).
What experience?
The room is (was) not really swirling around, or spinning around. But it did feel as if there was this pure clear, clean slightly bluish thick 'water' with strange bubbles in it everywhere around me, engulfing me. But now I can breathe!
'Bring Bliss' - really super nice guy. Music producer. Made the song down below. Dmitriy... Good job, dude.
Before, in the 'normal' the air was a strain to me.
Now I can breathe.
I am being literally shot through with dozens of laser lights, like sharp blasts, but then like a shower, and not anything painful or dangerous or frightening.
This is people talking to me, communicating, but not the way people do down on Earth.
There are bits and pieces of conversations, but these are also the important bits and pieces; the rest is just a warm flow over me, through me too.
I find I can turn the volume up really loud.
OMG - it happened again. I know how long this track is, but suddenly I have to go back to the beginning because it hit the end without me having heard anything in between!
It seems I am here and then not here; somewhere else, and then back to here in a split second.
...I am in the entry hall - which is open to the sky, to the air, to nothing - of my home which is in a really tall, bronze-colored skyscraper tower among a whole lot of other ones. It's some kind of amazing futuristic city.
My maid is there. And she looks mildly shocked: 'What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be light years away somewhere else right now?'
'Yeah yeah.' I tell her. 'I'm only here for a few moments. I'll be back later.'
I am very very tempted to go pick up one of those 'craft' with the massive data connection systems patched into them - and go fly around the musicians and see what they are doing right this instant.
This is Steve Hughes - Australian musician and comedian. At the Roisin Dubh.
This city is run by a machine.
Well -, no. There is a machine looked after by all of us but it implements a bunch of automated systems and processes.
Can I grab a craft?
Am I allowed to for this kind of frivolous thing...
But it isn't frivolous though, is it?
***
Such unassuming people. So unaffected. They do not even think that they are brilliant. They are amazingly brilliant.
They are thanking PVD.
And Vandit Records.
There is a feeling of people wanting to help other people. People hurt, people in danger, people suffering, people in privation. That is what motivates these women...
Interesting.
I did not know that.
I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a highly polished full-length glass door panel. Steve Hughes with long Elven ears and weird eyes. But slick, streamlined, futuristic, and not old.
One of them is attracted to Hughes. She saw him at Roisin Dubh.
That is so funny.
To me.
'The Black Rose.'
Oh Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes...
Means the doorway beyond life; at least, beyond this life - this human life.
I am more the black blade, not the black rose.
Danny Boy was composed by fairies - as you know. That is, the human writer said so himself.
I'm sure you are familiar with the marketing scheme that has the middle classes lining up in front of YSL boutiques, or else, in the case of Chanel, being told to go around to the 'other door' because of some excuse that certain rich private customers are at 'this' end of the shop and are not to be disturbed by you unwashed members of the cheap and lowly public.
Prices are high and the goods are a little bit weird, frankly -, at least as far as my tastes go; some are pretty good though, that's still a fact. But they will only suite certain types of women.
True exclusivity means you are in or else you are out.
'Pink. A safe color? D'you think? I wear it sometimes...
For real; there is no 'marketing stunt' about it.
...Some of you are certainly not going to like the following:
I have been shorting various insurance companies - IAG, Suncorp, NZI (Insurance).
And yes, a few people died in Auckland.
It is a matter of public record that I said these floods would happen.
I am also on record as saying the 'natural events' are by no means over.
I am clearly here as saying that had I totally explicitly said what I was doing, Chris Wray would have a silver platter on which to launch some kind of 'probe' at least - maybe I was leaking some 'after-HAARP' 'off-book' experiment secret information afterall.
But would official people actually not only place human lives at risk but knowingly kill off a few in some 'experimental exercise' or other?
Anyway, this time it has nothing at all to with 'official' anything.
HAARP does (did not; HAARP no longer exists officially) not have this kind of technology.
No doubt there are quite a few people who are reading this here and their brains are recoiling at the very idea.
Not quite pink grapefruit. With mint.
And then, they will dismiss it as being real because they cannot handle the meaning of it, if it were real.
Of course though, it is real - because you all saw it. You were told before, clearly told, well before anything 'sharp and pointed' happened.
Got your attention yet? Not really, right?
Because believe me, the next time will be worth paying very serious attention to.
There's no one in the FBI or anywhere who has the brains or the balls to comprehend that all of this is oh so very real.
Humans are not all that smart as it turns out.
Oh yes they are malicious and conniving and harmful and hurtful and deadly too. But so what?
What do you have that can compete with what you just saw and still have not fully understood?
Make up your minds now. Are you human, and on the side of that lot of wicked devils...
Come on, give me all of those pathetic weak excuses and all of that bathos-dripping keening sentiment about how simply wonderful people are despite their 'flaws.'
See if I care, because I. Do. Not.
Someone here said that they have no money...
Ancient Persian symbolism. Silk. Nice.
Well sit up and start paying attention because maybe then you will.
Me personally I could just as easily have bought Novo Nordisk futures but I didn't and I will not. I am not on that side of the game.
I know more about the 'Apis Bull' (which is their corporate logo/symbol) than they do and I do not agree with any of that symbolism nor of the underlying politics involved, the morality, or anything else about it.
Which is not to say one could not dine briefly with the devil using a long-handled spoon.
By the way, is there anyone here who really thinks there is one single better, more well-informed information site on the planet right now?
And when and if I ever have said 'get out of' some place, then it was for a reason and not me being deceptive about actually 'where.'
I meant there all right.
When this hits you, yeah sure, go to your mosque or church and get down on your knees and pray because indeed the mountains are about to fall.
Is that idiot Ardern there or is she not? She is gone and what did I say before? 'The next one to go is mine; I'm claiming it.'
Oh things in this world are much more dark than you have ever known - yes it's all 'occult.' Of course it is!
Next time you look at an elf, realize what you are dealing with.
Plenty more of this yet to come...
'Oh, but when I make some money (from actual ET Aliens helping me) I want to own some property and invest in real estate - like every other *wit around in the pullulating middle classes everywhere.'
Oh do you? Where in the Bible does it say it is the time to do that?
By now all of you are well and truly cognizant of Bill Gates going around the world and spruiking his 'ChatGPT.'
Which is allegedly an AI thing of some kind.
Our schools down here in Australia, state-by-state except for South Australia, have all banned it from use in school time by teachers and students.
Hard Cherry.
I know they are going to specifically ask me about this at our next local Primary School board meeting and I am not personally in favor of just a total complete blanket ban but I get why this is still the safest path for the present.
Our kids are all highly trained and skilled at an early age in coding and fairly sophisticated programming and are very ready for the Tertiary levels a lot of them will end up studying at in Universities and direct-into-industry programs.
There is no doubt that due to the key supplier role our state (of only a very few people) down here has with China -, the massive economic benefits are flowing onto the public, and especially to the youth.
But getting back to Gates' new 'AI' thing.
Obviously it is not really AI but that is not the point. He has the pulling power to market whatever it is everywhere - and he is doing just precisely that right now.
Are people dumb enough to believe him? Yeah they are.
Enough of them are at any rate.
Nobody pays me for saying this would happen. ...What do you think about 'property prices' by the way? LOL
So I will not hide the fact that to really understand what all we have been talking about these last few years here, it takes some serious brain-power because for one thing I have been covering it all in dust and ashes (you do that kind of thing to race horses no one else has seen so that the punters do not realize on sight that you have some kind of champion in the mounting enclosure).
At the same time - and this is intended for all those who will in the next few weeks be receiving some mail from us - what will absolutely happen, even if you are only as bright as me (which is not all that bright; I tell you true!), is that you will absorb by immersion, very elevated ideas and concepts way outside of anything Bill Gates has...
You will absorb them simply by having been made aware of them if only from a vague outside perspective. They are that important and powerful.
You see if you are perfectly unaware of something, then if a game is run on you, which relies on your absolute ignorance of that thing, then you will not suspect anything. Whereas if you are even just acquainted with the existence of that something, and you notice it in action - then your suspicions are aroused because you will have a fact before you that is resonating with an item which does exist in your 'highlighted' memory despite that you never quite fully or deeply understood it, necessarily, at the time, originally.
What is missing in Gates' scheme for introducing AI into the world, is the 'Theory Of Mind' issue. He doesn't attempt to talk about it in reference to his supposed 'AI.'
And he literally personally has no emotional empathetic means of communicating with people.
And so in the end he will resort to fear and threats.
'Can you cook and sew, make flowers grow....'
But this other bit you know deep down in your heart even though it may not be all that clear from any purely logical standpoint to your conscious brain:
It is the most dangerous thing to give something seriously and truly and actually and really powerful in terms of human 'Theory Of Mind' matters - freely to some privileged and super wealthy elite moron with low class and no ethics like Bill Gates.
So don't be too hard on yourself if you think, 'Oh, I can't understand everything that is being said here - I don't get the bits and pieces and what they are intended to add up to here...'
Partly, this is in order to confuse the little parasites that Gates' organization (and so many others) hire to trawl the internet and exploit any new things that they might find.
We have talked about this before - how Luca Turin was hired to be the public science spokesperson for DuPont's ultra advanced research at Imperial College London, into what human consciousness actually is.
And they are pretty close in terms of some of the materiel, the brain and neurology hardware (neural myelin switching), so to speak. But they are very far away in other things that are intimately entailed and vitally necessary, and without which actual 'consciousness' itself does not subsist in the organism.
But if we were to indicate of what necessary elements those things must actually consist, then immediately we would have set the whole world onto a diabolical and deadly path.
Professor David R. Hawkins literally gave the time scale of human consciousness; namely the micro-time inside of which consciousness existed from cell thought, or cell memory thought to next cell (memory) thought.
This is 'Kintsugi,' right? Japanese way of using gold to put broken pottery back together and turn it into something better than it ever originally was. This is us and what we do, and you are the humans. Making sense yet?
This itself was a potentially dangerous new item of knowledge to reveal to people generally.
When someone says such as thing as 'I do not have XYZ (enough) money,' what they mean is they do not feel safe and secure to spend anything anyway, regardless of whether they literally have exactly no cash dollars in their pockets at all. We have all been placed by society in various states of doubt fear and anxiety. That's because governments, and rulers have no empathy. They have no genuine shared emotional context so they operate by instilling doubts and fear.
You have no money? Are you serious? Well is this the place that knows how you can get some, or isn't it?? Yes it is that place.
Man, we have the machines, dude. The ones that fly in and out of happiness.
Don't tell me 'I haven't got any money' and then say 'Oh but I won't do what you tell me to get some. For I, I, have my own brilliant plans...' Oh really?
Not that I don't appreciate the honesty, and what you are actually saying is 'I want to but I cannot, maybe not right now, dunno when but I have positivity about this.' This is good. This is what makes things count.
Look at Prince Harry. He didn't even know whether he had money for real, or needed to get it, because he believed that the Palace was suppressing him - but still he instigated the Invictus Games nonetheless for disabled heroes. Meanwhile the media called him - and still does(!) - an idiot. Well but does it matter whether he's 'an idiot?' To the people in those Games? This is what the gods love in humans - they are flawed, but the gods take them and place them among the stars for instituting games, not wars.
Now you can win a war and get to the stars too. How the gods define 'winning' is not how men define it though.
It takes brain technology to create money out of seemingly nothing. The Sanskrit Vedas contain the brain technology about how to 'make money.' Dr Pillai tells you about this stuff for free. Go there, return with money and play here or don't play here, but do not 'have no money.' That is no longer permissible. (LOL) Even 'having money' does not mean you have to spend it here. That's not why you should feel wanted around here. You are wanted because why? Here is why...
The one thing I ended up as a 'take-away' (modern phrase) from interacting with these 'weird people from up there' is me telling them - 'Hey hey hey don't you pretend you cannot. I have seen it now. Seen what you can do. Stop pretending. I need this, and this, and this, and then this, and my friend Bill needs such-and-such, et cetera.' You know how it goes.
This is just 'plain' sorbet.
Tonight I ate blood orange gelato at a place where I never thought they had ever served that before there -, ever. ...My friends like 'blood orange gelato' although actually, they like all kinds of gelato.
I never spend money myself. My money joins up with someone or something generally in some kind of act of lust or debauchery or something similar.
And then that joining up produces children.
I can't tell you which International Women's Soccer player posed the rhetorical question recently: 'Do you love me?' To which I forwarded her this:
Okay so it's back to a low amount of readers here again.
Hehehehe.
Mistake.
Now...
The classical Djinniya, Bill.
We play.
There's far too much stuff written by people fending around in the dark, about 'what life is all about.'
Life is about feelings.
It's all right there: General Epistle of John Chapter 4.
Also Bob Dylan in the Album 'Street Legal.'
And don't ever forget, God loved David because of his music and his singing...
I can't sing, I can't dance, and I can't really compose music (not necessarily, although maybe I can too though, sometimes).
Crocodiles are the most wicked, evil things in existence. They lie in wait, silently, and then they strike at unsuspecting targets dragging them into the depths, drowning them before eating parts of them and leaving the rest cast away, discarded.
But because existence itself consists of all things, then crocodiles do exist.
But there are also crocodile hunters, people skilled in stalking them and trapping them and disabling them. These people throw crocodiles into pits which is where such creatures naturally belong.
Anyone who is under the false illusion (tautology, I know) that all of these flooding 'rain bombs' are an accident, or even some ludicrous 'evidence' of man-made global climate nonsense, or worse, something that HAARP is doing - will find out soon enough what this is all about.
And they will not be able to 'process' it in their pathetic little minds.
Sometimes things 'come out of the blue' and no one on the public stage anywhere was 'predicting' anything about it at all.
Sci-fi art depiction of a stasis pod. Kind of might be such a thing but just for inserting 'people' through the atmosphere inside of surrounding 'wrapping' that burns off.
Well I am.
You have been living in a world that has been run and ruled and controlled by 'crocodile spirits.'
Crocodiles love nothing.
They have that infamous 'reptile brain' thing which animates their desire to lurk and to kill and consume.
Humans have the capacity to not kill; they can think about unnatural things such as vegetarianism and merging with mushrooms via the eating process(!).
The capacity alone saves them morally.
Humans also the capability to kill.
This does not automatically damn anyone.
Personally, I also have the capacity to party and to play.
; )
The 'human' leaders of this world are about to receive a hit in the head that they will 1. not like and 2. not recover from.
Betcha you have not seen anyone 'predicting' any such thing right now, isn't that so?
Party time, boys and girls.
They actually have this is an available paint scheme! 'Post Apocalypse' paint-job for a McLaren. Rich people have zero manners! And sometimes they have absolutely no taste at all.
For the field, is infinitely powerful... And we access it using the capacity that crocodiles do not have.
It's time you learned how to party inside of Dystopia.
Face the facts of it - this world has already concluded as any kind of positively progressing thing. It's been taken apart by crocodiles, the best parts have been consumed and the remaining parts have been discarded. Knowing the mechanisms, even those that are criminal ones, of how to 'win' elections, is not politics; it's fakery. Crocodiles are deceivers and they fake smiles and frowns and consternation. But they all just ate themselves into self-destruction and extinction doing it.
The world as you knew it is over.
The 'time and the hour' already came and went. No one saw it.
That is the hand of incredible mastery at work, or rather - at play.
For money and I do mean a real lot of it, I will show you what real AI can do and what it is saying about the current state of the world, about the economies, and especially about the sociology.
I guess it's easy for me to shake my head and say 'surely there is someone who sees this?' Easy because I already got spoon-fed the answer beforehand!
SMH, but yeah I am amazed no one is seeing it.
McLaren and Chesterton strike again.
And by the way it is just all maths.
You can see it using numbers and looking at what is.
Every 24-hour day I sit around down here and look around at the nothing...
And time passes.
I dare not tell you the other things that happen. One day, one day -, isn't that so Suzanne?
One day we can speak, but not today.
For those of you just reading this, yes there are some of us who are partying.
But if you can get your brain into this music, deep deep right inside it there, into it...
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