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What dream is this
Real life hallucinations
Brain burst bursting
Entire universe of chaos 
Is it expansion or is it contraction?
Where was I in a different dimension?
What does it mean when the light reaches the edge?
Is there any more forward or is it  the very extent?
A light beam in every position of its existence at the same time
No forward or backwards
Just constance existence
The forever slithering for the vein of time through a particlewave of light going forward going backwards 
All the same?

Is there a more existence than this?
Lost the raging of my head 
Guess that’s a good thing 
Not always healthy to be a hurricane
But is the energy still there?
Is the energy transformed? 
Can I still call to my fingertips the power of the universe?
Or has it  left me: am I a shell and contraction?
Less when I always worried about being more
What is the future look like 
When you’re not sure even if you keep on going higher if you give a damn 
Always fighting through this existential lethargy
Always having to get stuck in my head
Always having to get these questions that don’t even need to have answers 
Being the things that ring a permeated sadness deep in my brain 
All I can do is try to let people know that there is a way to touch glee
 
I thought that the meaning of life was communication
Then I thought that the meaning of life was existence 
Now I wonder if there’s something different
I always believe that the most clever way of perceiving existence is just a hack
I disagree with the concept that the world is beyond us beyond our capacity
But instead it’s just thinking of what is the right metaphor

The entirety of the universe should be encapsulated in a single metaphor
But then as Einstein said, I have come to a door that I do not have a key 
What if there is no key? 
What if there is a metaphor and I’m just to inane to use it? 
What if the optimism of the youth, the capacity of doing everything, is just taken from me
Myself just like every other whose ever existed
Becoming nothing but potential that was there 
If I could have just used that opportunity a little bit better
It could all be different 

Where’s the correct altitude? 
Where’s the correct existence
Walking down the street? 
Muscles bounded to a mind saying forward 
But without direction 
Without purpose 
What is the control of the brain 
Where does that come from 
Why forward? 
Why not backwards? 
Why not upwards? 
Why not solve the metaphor? 
Why not solve the problem of existence? 
What is the purpose of the beating permutations of my heart? 
What is the reason for each and every synapse firing? 
Is it leading somewhere? 
Is there a single moment of bloom and decay? 
How has it happened? 
Headaches gone 
Was I in bloom is this out of bloom? 
Is there a forever potential of bloom? 
Is it not my most fundamental belief that potential exists in a quantum of every moment and that each and every second is something that we can optimize, and take to a level that has never been before 
That each and every second has the hope of the universe in it
And it’s just about how do we actually untangle our own human elements that block us from achieving the greatness in every moment 
Every moment nothing but a puzzle 
Every moment nothing but an enigma 
What is the machine that we use to unlock existence? 
And knowing that it’s just something simple,
It’s always the most simple 
It’s just Shanti Shanti Shanti. 
But can we do that in math, in physics? 
Is there a bridge that hasn’t been bridged?
And just the lost feeling of exhaustion 
As if I’m not the one to do it
Another jet, another rocket in the air, that fizzles
Unable to reach critical velocity
But close to critical mass 
Is that what we will say?
Close to critical mass, close to critical mass, close to critical mass 

Why is it always the dark terrors that enter a mind? 
Why is it always the dark terrors that enter our mind? 
The thoughts like every moment each and every person in the world is the oldest, most degraded they’ve ever been 
Every person you have ever met
Is either going to die before you or you die before them 
Why are these quiet things to say in a mind? 
Why are dreams about suffering poisoning
Running 
What is this entire render test of existence for? 
A cruel joke of evolution?
A seed with consciousness being told the travails of what it takes to reach in bloom without having to acknowledge the frailty of its chances 
What does it mean to be smart enough to realize that you are an astronomical insignificance?
The laws of physics are out of our time
Except, except, except
There is still the hope 
There has to be the constant rediscovery of hope
May the delusion of hope given at birth 
Not fade but be expanded
May we become more playful, not less
More in our mind 
More in our freedom
May every moment be a revelation 
May we be not degrading but transforming 
Metamorphosis
May we do the magic trick 
May our purpose be not to understand but to exist 
May I transform into the light that I dream about understanding 
May I be a light 
That others can follow 
May I not be the one who understands but may I be a critical spark that illuminates the darkest, so that the universe can follow 
May we refute in real time the fundamental laws of physics that we do not ourselves understand
May we be on the edge of reality
Once we get to that thin layer, may we walk through it 
Like it’s nothing 
Not even knowing that now we’ve discovered something new
May we just go through 
And climb into heaven 
May we not even have the knowledge to call it heaven 
May we not recognize God 
May God be someone that we play chess with, and get a beer with and together aspire to understand the next height of what is the holy mystery of the universe 

Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti Shanti
Thus goes quiet musings of my mind walking down the street alone in Kinshasa

Neither artist nor business man 
Neither alone or together 
Still holding my consistent view of the universe
Still hope in my heart, it’s probably as dark as it’s ever been
Still the lust for the universe 
Sitting on top of a mountain that I climb every day without knowing why 
Still a heart full of love and wanting to be shared 
Never wanting to hurt someone even though sometimes people get hurt 
Never wanting to fear anything, even if I’m often close to shaking,
Another other day going forward
The prayer in my mind that all things being equal 
May this be a day that counts

Here again
In front of the blank screen
In a familiar place, yet I was different here before
Though I am the same
Always different, always the same

Finding it harder to say things that used to come easy to me
But I chose to move on from those old things,
Didn’t I?
To build a roof one must grow from the walls
And trust the foundation

Shouting in a hurricane
A tree falling alone
My voice is invisible
Does it bother me?
Is my purpose for my voice to be heard?

The formulas describe the world around me
The correct theories are the ones that describe my everyday reality
The world is not a mystery
Truth and answers scream around us
That which tells flowers to grow
Why are we deaf to it?

Distracted again
My attention shifts
Back to what my phone is telling me
To the cacophony of reality
That which takes my time
The fight on the ground,
Rarely, if ever, moving me higher in the sky

The question I was talking about with Brian, Malaz and Chrystina is this
How many people on earth wouldn’t suck a billionaire’s dick for a billion dollars
How crude, my apologies
But my heart is sad that we have sold ourselves for gold
We worship, each and every day, false idols
We have lobotomized the part of our brain that knows god
We have lost consciousness to the reason for consciousness
Just rats with electrodes
Keeping our bodies in action
With no reason why
Purposeless in a purposeful and a purpose needed world
Like a dementia sufferer
Our task to carry the water bags to the dehydrated
But half way on the journey forgetting,
Or being led astray
To why we are carrying this water
That which is a part of our equation
That which somewhere in the quantum universe depends
On the ying to homo sapiens yang
Holds great fear
Perhaps the seeds in the garden do not get that what it is to grow

A mental vignette passes through my mind
It is not visual, my eyes are open, staring at these words on my Macbook
But it is there in my mind
Where does it live in my head?
Of course I worry about mental illness
Just as a I worry about delusions of grandeur
Peace with the flaws of each individual
Awe at the godlike qualities of each individual
I do not feel divergent

Look at my distraction
My brain doesn’t go in a straight line
I will lose the thread, like forgetting a dream
But what if it was something important?
Myself the least able to recognize

Let me share this tendril of thought, before it dissipates
Is it still there?
We are in awe that the universe exists
A seeming refutation of the standard model of physics
Which would predict total and complete mutual annihilation of everything but light
(why not light?)
Humans, or the Weak Nuclear Force, which act the same, a force which
Somehow
Stops matter from annihilating from antimatter
We are in wonder of existence
We are proud that we exist, rather than not exist
But what if our existence is the opposite of our purpose?
What if we are supposed to annihilate with our antimatter selves
That we are a blown rivet in the machinery of the universe
A crack
That as we were carrying the water
Carrying our purpose
We became lost
A dementiated force
And that water we were supposed to use to grow
Is lost along the way

We worry that perhaps antimatter finds us
And we annihilate
And our purpose is to keep the universe going
But what if we are supposed to plug the hole in the hull of the universe
Which we created
To cease our being an outlier of the standard model
And instead complete it
If we were to seek out our antimatter
And annihilate ourselves
The equations would hold
They would just be delayed

That was the idle thought going through my mind
Emile is Whatsapping me about lunch, I cannot go, I thought I told him clearly
Ceri is asking me about my jeans, if they should go in the dryer or be hung
I have seven minutes before going on a call with SOSV for InfiniteUp
Let me save this before it disappears
Something exists here that did not exist thirty minutes ago

Dream I just had
I am a part of a professional team
Like half Adalo half being in Swamp version of Iraq
Chrystina and others are there
We are fighting guerilla war against a very powerful enemy
But we are holding our own
Our enemy is very well organized with far better resources
The enemy is searching for something
Like a newspaper bundle strap
It seems so insignificant
The ground is littered with them
But for some reason they want this one only
And because they are our enemy, even though we don’t have it we want to deny it from them
The others have been at this war longer than me
But they are not grizzled veterans, it feels like Adalo
Everyone is trying hard but it feels a lot like posturing and prancing
The event chases us
It should be horrifying but it is manageable, we’ve been living this way for some time
Suddenly everyone shouts at me that I have the totem the American Army like enemy are searching for
We all start running, my compatriots working to protect me and deceive
I am supposed to throw it somewhere
The war / game is to throw it somewhere
It’s half the Lord of the Rings going to Mordor
It’s half just playing make believe on the playground at school
Okayyyyy
I’ve got the one ring newspaper strap
Let’s me destroy it before the enemy gets to me
I’m running in a big circle, basically doing laps, almost of like Randerson Ridge
The enemy is all around me, but I don’t see anyone
But in my heart there is the chance that this pressure on me is very important
I don’t even know what I have that is important
It really can’t be this newspaper strap thing
I go and run and run and by the grace of grace I’m able to throw the strap into a marsh without the enemy getting me
The game is over for now but my own side is happy I deceived well, but they don’t believe what I threw was the right strap
They think I did have the right strap at some point
I’m a bit confused, that’s the only strap I had
And it was just a strap!
But things are winding down now
Someone remembers a woman who will give us information for money
And she presents some finding to our leaders that gives them the answer to the next step of what we do
It all feels like a game
But it feels, I guess, like war

our father
who art in heaven
hallowed be thy name
on earth as it is in heaven
please give us this day
our daily bread
and may we have the chance to atone for our trespasses and transgressions
and may we forgive those who trespassed against us and give an opportunity of atonement for their transgressions
and please deliver us from evil
and keep us from temptation
(amen and cross self)

our father who art in heaven
hallowed be thy name
on earth as it is in heaven
please give us this day
our daily bread
and may we have the chance to atone for our trespasses and our transgressions
and may we forgive those who trespasses against us and give an opportunity of atonement for their transgressions
and please deliver us from evil
and keep us from temptation
(amen and cross self)

our father
who art in heaven
hallowed be thy name
on earth as it is in heaven
please give us this day
our daily bread
and may we have the chance to atone for our trespasses and transgressions
and may we forgive those who trespasses against us, and give an opportunity for others to atone for their transgressions
and please deliver us from evil
and keep us from temptation
for thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever
amen (and cross self)

Dream from a few moments ago
Chasing some demon
Running but I cannot go fast enough
I am in a tribe with my cartoon brothers, they are annoying. Like South Park boys.
I am chasing the demon
I know he may be me myself
But I still chase
I am going fast and I am not catching
It tears my brain apart
We have done a great circle
The dimensions recede, it is more primitive than Lego Island
We are approaching the tropical cocktail bar we left
There is a great mirror ahead we are running towards it
The mirror will reveal everything

I fire my single pixel Atari gun, I don’t think I hit anything but I do not know for sure

Network of black the rip style cartoon hands, linked together in like an African fabric, connected by holding hands together. Very dense.

Again escaping the universe
Walking through the infinites of my mind
Touching nothing close to reality
Escaped escaping
Not looking to be lost
Floating in before birth

Of course the universe serves no purpose
Of course we serve no purpose
There is no agenda
God has no voice
Except the sound we make

Again a delirious angel
A delirious devil
A delirious nothing
A delirious something

Light illuminated the universe
Darkness shrouds the universe
Outside of the universe
Things can move faster than light
Outside of the universe
Outside of the universe
Outside of the universe

Past the farthest star
Outside the universe
Inside the most quantum fractals in our neocortexes
Outside the universe
The bridge to outside of the universe
Inside the roots of our physical consciousness

We are just walking universes
What is outside of the universe of ourselves
Is just another universe
What is inside?
Is it all universes
All the way down?

Of course the universe serves no purpose
God has no voice
Except the voice we give him
Her
But what if we choose to have purpose?
Is it not a choice?
What if it is not for the universe to have purpose
An unconscious mass
An aquarium
Why does man keep passing the burden to nature
When in our hands
In our hands
In our hands what?

What is purpose?
What is purpose?
What is purpose?
Not what is our purpose.
What is purpose

Is purpose necessary?
Is it okay for the universe to be as a bubble
To exist for a moment
From bang to pop
Then just dissipate or freeze or whatever
To go back to being outside the universe
Is that not fine?

A red blood cell carries oxygen it has purpose
A mother nurtures her egg, she has purpose
Ra raises the sun every morning, he has purpose
The water nurtures soil and breeds fish and provides oxygen
Water has purpose
Examples of purpose exist everywhere

All these building blocks that have purpose
Do they really add up to a universe without purpose?
The entirety of the universe
With every dream of man
With every flight of bird
With every snow peaked mountain
All reality
Every magic that passes through a human beings mind
Is the culmination all a universe without purpose?

Of course the universe has no purpose
It is just a bubble
Of course the universe has to have purpose
What is the point of being in a pointless universe
And if we are to be here
Must we have a point?
Or are we ourselves pointless?

Purpose can just be a hallucinogenic to make peace with a meaningless reality
We are therefore we think
And we recocile
Illusions of grandeur
Fabricate gods
Hallucinate purpose
But
What if the same way we hallucinated consciousness
And consciousness is now real
What if we can hallucinate purpose for the universe
And this purpose becomes real?

How strange that the universe is composed of matter and anti matter
Yet in the pro-creation that takes place in the garden of earth
Where aspects of the Weak Nuclear Force manifest physically
When two opposing forces come together
The result is children and evolution

What is the purpose for our children?

Souls swirling up to the chimney

Carried up on the smoke of time / Never to return

Where before there was music now there is silence

Will there ever be music again?

The dance goes on

The birth dance goes to the death dance

Moments of fear and doubt and self hatred

Losing the rhythm

Seeing the fabrication of light

Others have magic

In my hands a void

All my energy / And nothing

In my hands / Nothing

Moments of fear and doubt and self hatred

And then nothing out of something

The freezing of potential

Squandered potential

In the desert

Moments of fear and self doubt and hatred

Why was life not easier than this?

Existence a chore

Brain never stops chattering

Time flitting by

An old oak in a field of ready to bloom flowers

Do I guide them? Do I warn them?

Or do I seek to hide / Lest I hurt them

All my intellectual fury ultimately meaningless

A patch of darkness in the sky

Could I have lived my life wrong? / Yes

Could I have lived my life wrong? / Yes

Infinite pushing down on my shoulders

I plant the seed and I disappear

Could I have planted a better seed? / Yes

Could I have chosen a better place? / Yes

Could I have nurtured the seed better / Yes

I am in the fading period

The act of life a fading period

I will disappear

I can choose to believe the seed has purpose

And it will not make it have purpose

I can choose to believe the seed has purpose

It will not give it purpose

It is not in my destiny to know what will grow from what I have planted

All I can do is plant as best I can

As I am weak

As I am flawed

As I am scared

All I can do is plant as best I can

• Human beings are the particles of a force of nature that we do not understand yet
• We, and all biological life, are a part of this force
• The most fundamental equation is Energy = Energy
• Human beings guiding principle, at perfection, is about optimizing and unleashing the energy of the universe at its very maximum
• As time is a dimension, so is whatever our space is in the universe. We are particles, but are also a wave, existing in all time and all place simultaneously. 
  • We exist already in the quantum optimization where the universe achieves 100%, just as we exist in all the dead strands of the world where annihalation wins
  • We exist as a universal brain, a universe that gains consciousness, just as the root of our conscioness and purpose, is something so deep and internal that what we have already achieved, with flowers and man, may have been far harder than the steps to universal awakening
• The Big Bang may have just been a mild amount of energy in comparison to what the total energy of the universe can contain
• The solution to the Dirac Equation is that there was existence in the universe before the big bang, so the equation holds. There was something before
• The purpose and mathematics of our force is energy creation and optimization. Things like Dyson spheres are stepping stones. The direction is something like building the universe into an interconnected neural network of all energy interlinked together, to be at the very maximum. The ultimate and logical purpose is for the total amount of the universes energy to be utilized at exactly 100%.
• Human beings awakened to our purpose, we can feel the unifying thread of god. But not because we are closer, but because we are farther away. A flower just grows towards the sun. Humans have to ask questions.
• It is still a choice in each and every human, to follow our purpose truly, or to hide ourselves from the purpose of the universe
• The potential of the universe as a whole exists in every single building block of the universe. The potential of the universe is a block chain at a subatomic level. The potential of the universe deeply permeates above and below the state of our consciousness.

Internal notes from Cape Town (3 February 2021):

• Most efficient use of humanity is to increase the production of energy?
• To Peter:
  • I was thinking that if we’re looking for intelligent life, we may want to look in instead of out.
  • Like human beings exhibit the must fundamental aspects of free will of anything that we’ve found in the universe, but what is the physical nature of free will.
  • Like, is a neuron a part of a human being, or are neural pathways colonies that have an output that effects us, but are actually individual and independent in their autonomy.
  • But then you could also go the other way, and say the entire universe is one living organism.
  • Nailing down what constitutes intelligent life is something I should dig into.
  • Then does it become a universal field?
• Hive mind.
• What does it look like when time is taken out as a variable.
• Neural evolution as a tentacle through the universe.
  • A seed that grows and goes through.
• Can the universe gain consciousness?
• Can we turn the entire universe into a single brain.
• Stars as individual energy points.
• The force is a neural network?
• There was something before the big bang
• We are creating through quantum identification of paths to create a continuing universe.
• Because survival is in our person.
• And we are raw neurons in the cosmic brain.
  • That hasn’t been activated yet.
• We don’t need to know why or if it should exist.
• But we can impact it, just as surely as any force in the world can.
• We can be of a power like / of gravity. But we must activate our power.
• How do we define life?
• How do we define forces?
• What is wrong with the augmentation of technology, for example to make a universal neural network?
• A seed can climb a tree to reach the sun.
• We should use all the tools that we can ingenuate.
• We should be working towards unity, not separation.
• In our beginning there was just one.
• Energy equals energy.
• How can we fully exploit the total energy of the universe, to 100 percent?
• What could we do with this power?
• Is the big bang not the end, but the beginning?
• At the big bang it was just matter, it was gravity that began bringing things together.
• Evolution, gravity, human free will with a holy purpose?
• There is something quantum in the theory of Blockchain.
• How every record carries the whole ledger of all transactions.
• One way for quantum to work is the pre determination of all necessary scenarios to be programmed deep into the most fundamental building blocks of the universe.
• Then, with entanglement it is not about breaking the speed of light. But about synchronous revelation, and one path going one way, another the other way.
• But there is only one true path through the universe. 
• And I think this may be God.
  • (Reminder of inflation and ultimately the speed of light is not a law, but perhaps we first must understand our fishbowl before we look beyond. Or perhaps not.)
• Could plants evolve to go into space?
• Earth is becoming a seed.

is this my ancient mind?
shadows of spirits
weren’t we once rays of light?
particle waves awakened
a force of energy unawakened
searching for purpose
retrograde miniature circles
around a blazing sun
every step a step backwards
every step a step forward
a cosmic purpose
let the dirt know that they will create flowers
let the flowers know that as they grow towards the sun
they create the matter that builds stars
let the stars know they have
that same infinite potential
to become black holes
that permeates human beings
we are in a quantum universe
where everything is possible
and we have in our hands
the entirety of the universe
to direct in any which way
that we choose

//

patterns of electromagentism
invisible to the naked eye
always the same pattern
north pole to south pole
a radiating force

patterns of light
the only thing our eyes see
a particle and a wave
photons firing

the weak force
the strongest force in the universe
but only active
in a one in a trillion chances
or at best once in a billion
the aggregation of diffused fuel
hiding its power

gravity as an outlier
all we can see
is that obviously it is all related
the aether the world works in
mass to gravity equalling the big bang
and its opposite
going through every dimension
the glue of the universe
traveling at the speed of light
bringing mass together
to form black holes
the ever expanding universe
an attempt to escape gravity
but what is gravity?
who is gravity?

the holy spirit
Asha
Dharma
a thread through the universe
can’t you see it?
what tells a flower to point towards the sun
what tells gravity to bring mass together
magnets to attract and repel
light to be the product of heat
heat to be the product of nuclear forces
nuclear forces to be where matter meets anti matter
the weak force stopping mutual annihalation
a universe still in darkness
all existence a point of light
in a sea of non existence
that once existed
we are an arrow from orions bow
knowing nothing more
than that we awakened
to all the forces we are a part of
not understanding
what our own force plays
our sense of determinism
free will
the most true quantum agent
yet discovered in the universe