It’s important to always keep in mind that if your life had been easy, you would have become a very boring person. You can look at the boomers as an example. The ones who hadn’t died of an overdose by the 80’s yet are just profoundly boring people, because their lives were so easy.
Every time you’re tortured, your external universe expands as a result. I don’t mean this in the sense of some new planet being discovered in our galaxy or something, I mean it in the sense that the details of our world are further fleshed out, like an image with more pixels.
There are just strange bugs in our external world. You discover something very obscure, then you hear about it again very rapidly. I look up the relatives of the platypus on Wikipedia, find Zaglossus attenboroughi, then a few days later I hear about the animal on the TV. At some point it just becomes kind of hard to believe it all functions in a scientific materialist manner, the coincidences become too great.
Your brain generates the whole thing and just fits it into your model of reality, with a whole post-hoc rationalization, insisting it was there all along. You’re constantly gaslighted by your own nervous system, plenty of optical illusions prove this. There are optical illusions you can induce in the brain, that can last for 85 days. The things you pay attention to, the things that deliver you pleasure, just grow, you get endless derivatives of them. That’s how these things go.
We think of the world as having a certain size. There are 510 million square kilometers and that’s what you’ll have to deal with. But it ultimately just means nothing. How big something is, is subjective. My own neighborhood felt massive when I was a child, it felt like a place full of mysteries and adventures. Every little alley leading into people’s backyards felt like a place to explore.
And perhaps the most important thing to keep in mind is that your memories are just malleable. The world is 510 million square kilometers big. Oh you remember 450 million? Well, prove it. You can’t. In fact, if you wake up tomorrow, you won’t even remember it was 450 million. Then what do you do?
Every map of the Netherlands feels weird to me. I don’t remember the northeastern part of the country being so wide. It was more narrow. How am I going to prove this? Ha, I had better keep silent about it, if I don’t want to end up in a mental hospital. They just updated my reality.
Every time you vape some DMT, your neurons sequester some of it in their vesicles. Then you go to sleep, the neurons use the DMT to proliferate and repair their mitochondria, they create a bunch of new stuff, new little cities, new bridges, new bogs that have to be fitted in there. What do we do? You know what, upgrade the whole map, edit all the memories of what the map used to look like. Oh one isolated neuron is not cooperating, it insists on remembering a more narrow country? Well, doesn’t matter, when it wants to connect to the other neurons, it will have to adjust to the new distributed consensus and you will think you must be mistaken.
“That’s not how it works.” Ok, prove it to me. You can’t. I’m not schizophrenic, I’m a subjective idealist. The world you experience, is just your other half. It doesn’t change overnight to reflect your inner world and you tend to keep plausible deniability, but I do think you have to accept at some point there’s something weird going on.
You can call it a Boltzmann brain if you want, in a universe of our size it may be more likely for a single brain to emerge spontaneously somewhere with the false conviction of a real world that surrounds it, than for a whole planet with lifeforms to evolve that eventually give rise to a human brain.
Your brain uses quantum effects for computation, to perform calculations that would require a modern computer to use 5 million times as much energy. Think of what sort of simulated world your computer can produce. Now imagine what sort of world your own brain could produce, with the same amount of energy. Does it let you know it’s doing this? Of course not. Does your brain let you know it’s starting puberty? It does all sorts of stuff in the background that it doesn’t want you intervening in or even aware of.
I’m far from the only one arguing this of course. There’s a Mexican neurophysiologist, Jacobo Grinberg, who argued the same thing. He argued the physical brain interacts with some sort of field, to generate consciousness. He would have two people meditate together in the same room and then he would put them in separate rooms, showing pictures to one person and the other one would seem to have some clue what was going on.
But then he disappeared. We still don’t know why. My hunch is that he felt his mind was entangled with people he wanted to disentangle it from. Or it could be, he was sharing too much with the proles. The CIA has been studying this stuff since the 70’s, as part of Project Stargate.
Some will say it was just a way to troll the Soviets, to get them to waste effort in this direction. But I’m not that devoted to materialism. I know I experience qualia, so there’s something beyond the physical. It’s that simple. If I’m just made of matter, you might as well let a computer vote in elections and pay it a pension.
I think if you take Project Stargate seriously, you get to some pretty strange places. How are assassinations performed? They could just brainwash the shooters. Ted Kaczynski participated in some weird CIA experiment at university, part of MKUltra. But take this to its natural conclusion and the physical makeup of reality as we experience it, could be a derivative of alterations in consciousness made in collective human populations. So if you’re a Mexican neurophysiologist who figures out something funny’s going on and starts sharing it with the proles, you could be a problem.
I watched this movie Grave Encounters, about a crew of people supposedly going into an abandoned asylum to find ghosts, that’s the story. People complain that it’s unrealistic: “The layout of the asylum changes, we’re supposed to believe the asylum has the power to change the laws of physics!”
All these people are revealing, is that they don’t comprehend how the mind works. You’re eager to operate in the scientific materialist framework, so that’s what your brain tries to feed to you. If you’re delirious or if you have dementia, it doesn’t just feel like you’re confused and don’t understand what’s going on.
No, from the perspective of an observer, those people just physically walk into walls, as if the wall is not there. You can have conversations with people who suddenly vanish. You can find videos of them smoking invisible cigarettes, brushing their hair with an invisible comb. Your brain just starts to struggle to feed you what you want to be fed, the scientific materialist view of the world you grew up with. The view that allows you to really immerse in this world.
You can’t trust anything. When I say this, low status white males will say: “Hell yeah, Fauci can stick that mRNA death jab up his arse, we’re the carbon they want to reduce!” No, take it to the next level. You can’t trust yourself. You don’t know what you are, you don’t know what purpose you serve. The world feels strangely colorful at times, like a painting, then other times it’s greyish-blue and bleak and you see visual noise. And your mood seems to fit how you perceive it. Your face looks strangely different from one moment to the next too. And over time, you just start to learn people’s personality based off their facial structure.
My friend, you don’t even know if you’re ever going to die. You have this model of time as linear, because you never stepped out of it. Today you’re forty. You go to bed, you have very vivid dreams as your brain performs its big update it has been planning for a while. Memories are scrapped, disabled connections are turned on again, you wake up and now you’re thirty again, with no memories of the past ten years. During the day you notice nothing major, except for some minor deja vus. What are you going to do about it?
How does your brain remove your wrinkles? If that’s what you wonder, you still don’t get it. Your brain has a mental map of the world, that it conveys to your consciousness. Does that map correspond to any objectively existing physical reality? You have no way of knowing, you just automatically accept the map as reality. It updates the map and now you have a mole on your ankle.
Whenever your brain feels like it, for reasons you have no idea, it just throws a random garbled map at you. A world in which you are weightless and can fly through a city, a world in which you’re on safari in Africa. We call those dreams. “Oh the map was fake and made by my brain, well good thing I’m definitely back in the real world now!”
You have to accept a certain degree of unreality to the external world. An ignorant man can accept the external world. A wiser man will look at his external world and see pigs sent to gas chambers and children dying of hunger in Sudan and wonder how any of this can be acceptable. The scientific materialist mindset, when genuinely taken seriously (most people just pay lip service to it), makes it essentially impossible to function in society.
Think of it more like an open world game. The details are fleshed out for stuff that you pay attention to. A version of all your friends exist inside you.
Try to think of reality as a spectrum. You don’t have to believe me in any of this, just try it as an intellectual exercise, see how it makes you feel. What does it mean, when reality is a spectrum? You are very real. Your neighbor is real. Your friends are real. The friends of your friends you never met are pretty real. This woman on TV? Not very real. To me this is what Jesus meant when he said you’ll always have the poor but not always have me.
This is how humans tend to operate intuitively, but we start screwing it up with logic and reason. Then we realize every cocktail we buy at the bar could prevent a case of malaria and we end up living in a van by the river until we suffer a burnout.
I would say, try being moved by authentic emotions, instead of abstract ideas about how you are supposed to behave, or worse, beliefs about what sort of behavior you’ll be rewarded for in some hypothetical afterlife. Try to find a sense of authentic organic love for something and operate based off that sensation.
Essentially you’re playing a game, but your rational mind is so advanced that it broke the game. A bank robber has a wonderful adventurous life, because he’s playing the game, he’s fully immersed in it. When you start thinking things properly through, the women who will only love you for your money, the risk of dying, of getting caught, the ways the money could be better spent, the fact that setting up a ponzi scheme is easier and less risky, you break the game. Would you rather live the life of Bonnie Elizabeth Parker or Janet Yellen? Well, beyond a certain IQ you break the game. It becomes hard to truly immerse in it.
You have to take the next step and fix the game again for yourself. The first step in this is to just loosen your model of reality. Just teach yourself, to accept in your heart that mysterious things can happen to you. Accept that you’re not a slave to the statistics and odds.
Orgasm rewires your brain, through a bunch of pleasure associated neurotransmitters. Whatever is on your mind during orgasm, is going to be emphasized in your brain. Your brain will emphasize it, when updating your external world. This offers you tremendous power if you actively make use of it, instead of letting elements in your environment use it, subsystems of yourself.
The quality of the external world you inhabit and the degree to which you can derive pleasure from it, depend on the state of your own nervous system. Take some mushrooms, some salvia, some ketamine, or some cannabis and what you’ll notice is that stuff you used to enjoy and stopped enjoying becomes pleasant again. People who stick to coffee and tea end up inhabiting the world of adulthood. You just lose the entire cognitive realm you inhabited when you were young.
Let yourself be guided by will and passion, not by reason. Reason is deceptive, it entraps. Figure out the role that suits you naturally and adjust to it. And most importantly, take care of your brain. Meditate. Learn to listen to your brain. It speaks to you through sensations and intuitions, a language that you lose touch with as your rational mind develops. And if you figure it out, well, you might want to fake your death.
Your understanding of how the mind works, still seems partially stuck in a scientific materialist frame however. What the fuck is a “brain” dude? What are ‘neurotransmitters’? Think about it – from where did you learn what these are or how they are meant to work?
Even if idealism was correct the concept of the brain and of neurotransmitters are powerful and therefore useful explanatory ideas. The concept of the brain is a more powerful explanatory idea than any other, considering it has beaten out all other concepts for the stimuli generator. Obviously if you cracked open my skull you would see my brain, and therefore my brain is of the world.
Hypothetically you could take a certain combination of chemicals or engineer yourself a new set of eye implants to see my brain as a octopus robot piloted by a gnome, but that difference in perception is just a different stimuli response. Both viewpoints are of the world. Doing that also wouldn’t fundamentally change what you’re looking at, reality, it’s just giving yourself a different visual of reality.
Of-course dualism is observably correct, not idealism. There’s no actual evidence that what you see is generated by thought. What is thought? A stimulus. Your soul is the observer that experiences the qualia of the stimulus generator. If I turned off your stimulus generator you would go unconscious. If your stimulus generator was destroyed, you would subjectively be unconscious until your consciousness inhabited another one. This is because without a stimulus generator you do not experience stimuli. Unconsciousness is existence without stimuli.
It can also be inferred that the concept of the brain is also likely more powerful than any other explanations for the stimuli generator because it is simply more true, more of the phenomenological world than other explanations. Truer explanations tend to be more powerful in the phenomenological world as they allow you to make more optimal choices in the world, which therefore allows you to operate more efficiently/powerfully.
Give it up, sensitive idiot.
Wasting everybody’s time with your moronicity.
“Wasting everybody’s time with your moronicity..” Wrote Charlie the Scorpion from a dusty desktop. Smug in his victory, the Boomer coomer began to search for gay hentai on rule 34, he’d proven his intellectual superiority for the day and it was now time to get the poison out. The camera pans away from Charlie as he removes his pants, exposing his little tail; scores of crusty socks mixed with mounds of garbage can be seen scattered all across his room.
Charlie eventually found a picture of a large negro man having sexual intercourse with the little dragon from My Little Pony, and got to work. The Scorpion having to lean all the way forward in order move his stinger back and forth in a rythmatic pattern. “God I wish I was the dragon.” He quietly muttered to himself. Tears began to fall down Charlie’s face as he thought about how he would never be a little dragon boy who gets raped.
All of a sudden, a huge, black, bald, bull burst into the room. Naked save for a small name tag attached to a necklace that said “Big Bubba” Bubba droned in a masculine and deep voice. “You my bitch.” Bubba said eloquently. Bubba’s much larger and browner stinger quivered in anticipation.
Charlie blushed, his eyes wide in amazement. It was finally happening! He would finally get to be the little dragon! Charlie began to hyperventilate, screaming “YES! MY FANTASIES MADE REAL!” The Scorpion immediately rushed towards the giant negroid, getting on his knees and opening his mouth. “Stick it in daddy.”
Bubba repeated what he’d done many times in prison, rocking back in forth as he made gorilla noises. Soon a sticky white substance started to travel down Charlie’s throat. Charlie choked for a little while before gulping it down, his eyes, watering. “How you like that BITCH?” Asked Bubba passionately. “Gobble gobble gobble mmmmmm” replied Charlie. Bubba looked dumbfounded.
Charlie the Scorpion woke up, his underwear covered in a small amount of white sludge. “DAMMIT!” he screamed in frustration. “I’ll never get what I want…”
I think you would benefit from not looking at pornography.
Everyone would.
I’m genuinely honoured that I’m part of the 0.000005% of the world’s population that get to read comments like this on this obscure anonymous internet blog. Keep up the great work @SYM, I really enjoy some of your fictional stories/comments like this one. Admittedly, you may have gone slightly too far with that controversial story featuring Anne Frank and Hitler, but other than that, I say “BRAVO!!!” You have a gift when it comes to creative writing.
Nothing personal Keith/Charlie, I enjoy reading some of your comments as well. I hope you won’t take this the wrong way. But since we humans are tribal, I must choose to side with my fellow autist.
@SYM I may send you an email, if you would be willing to share with me some of your other fictional pieces. I would be interested to read some more of them. Only if you’re willing, of course.
no homo
(sorry I was pretty drunk when I wrote that comment last night, kinda cringe when I re-read it just now)
>would be interested to read some more of them. Only if you’re willing, of course.
Unfortunately sir I am lazy and do not typically engage in the act of authorship. You do inspire me however, and I think I will partake more of the art of writing from now on.
>(sorry I was pretty drunk when I wrote that comment last night, kinda cringe when I re-read it just now)
You’re good bro lmao. I can relate. Anyway.
I don’t have another story to share that I’ve written myself, however, there is a story created by The Author of Templist Canon which is both educational and and similarly deranged which I will now share.
“Describe Templist cosmology with an anime analogy”
– The Outsider
“When obesuki-chan went to the Kingdom of Seven Heavens, he found nothing there. That is when the Naruto ninja pulled out his flaming dragon sword, and he said: ha ha ha, behold! There is but one kingdom, and it is the kingdom of the world. Then two little girls appeared beside him. One left, one right. They were both missing their left and right arms, respectively, and their big eyes gleamed. Pointing to the left one, he said, THIS, is atom. Atom represents all matter in the universe. An unnecessary close up focuses on her face, which assumes an expression as though she has just been stabbed. Pointing to the right one, he said, THIS, is empty space. Empty space represents the emptiness between atoms.
The naruto ninja proceeded to sexually molest the two young women, explaining that when one moved, the other necessarily vacated its position, and when one vacated its position, the other necessarily moved.
Obesuki-chan asked, “No way! What?! But what does it mean!?” The ninja, whose name was, Lord Hirohito, said: the universe is one big egg, much like the egg of a fertile young woman…only, it is not a completely solid egg. It is an egg with some space within it. Outside of it, is infinite space.
Obesuki-chan said “WHATTTTT?! Infinite space!??” Lord Hirohito did a quadruple backflip spin move, drawing his sword, and said: yes, and as you have just learned by my molestation of atoms and space, space repels atoms, and atoms repel space. This is the SAME as saying that space attracts space, and atoms attract atoms. This, you call GRAVITY! Now, since space is infinite, it follows that the space within the egg is attracted outside of it. Yet, it is confined within the egg. Therefore, it explodes from out of the edges of the egg, sending its atoms flying, which temporarily increases the dispersion of the atoms. Since atoms attract, this dispersion ultimately clusters together once again, but only imperfectly, occasioning yet another egg-explosion cycle, and therefore, the universe recurs eternally!
Obesuki-chan said, “no! no!”, but Lord Hirohito nodded with glee. He said, “you will experience this exact moment again and again”, as he began to sexually assault the protagonist, making loud smacking and licking noises.”
– The Author of Templist Canon
“Think of the external world more like an open world game.”
… (sigh)
I agree with much of this, though I disagree on some points. I would call myself a direct realist, rather than a subjective idealist. Real means “of the world”, what you see what is of the world. A dream is real, as a dream, waking life is real as waking life, video games are real as video games, etc. These are substantive differences, none are necessarily “unreal” they are all experiences of the world.
Everything that can be observed or felt is a stimuli response filtered through the brain and other material tools, a experience or a image outside of a stimuli response is unprovable. Reality is made up of images, sounds, emotions, thoughts, etc.
A difference in perception of reality is simply the result of a stimuli response through a different filter. The only thing that is not a stimuli response is your consciousness, your point of view that allows you to experience the qualia of whatever concept/object it inhabits. Consciousness is a observably tangible yet immaterial substance and there’s nothing else quite like it.
There is no evidence that consciousness generates your experiences, nor is there evidence that the material world generates consciousness. Rather it can be seen is that these are two separate substances that make up one’s experiences, material stimuli responses, and the observing consciousness that experiences the qualia of those material stimuli responses. There is no one source either way, so both idealists and materialists are wrong.
All perceptions are of the world, whether shortsighted or nearsighted, epileptic or schizophrenic, high or sober. This is how some people who take salvia see the world.
https://youtu.be/65XfIpJdlEY
I don’t have the right combination of chemicals in my brain to stimulate these visuals, but if I do they would be what I could see of world, and therefore real. This Youtube video is also real, as a Youtube video.
>And if you figure it out, well, you might want to fake your death.
When you say this I think of this is as a metaphor for reincarnation.
Listen up retards:
1) You are the only person that exists within your physical reality;
2) Your consciousness is merely the connection between your physical reality and your individual quantum “soul”. Humans have individual “souls”. Cats, for example, have a collective soul;
3) You live in a three dimensional prison planet, where you cannot perceive beyond your three dimensional prison;
4) Your interactions are merely on a quantum level;
5) Every person that has ever lived in the past and every person that will ever live in the future, lives right here, right now;
6) Time does not exist. It is only a perception of moving from one quantum world/universe line to the next, like the beat of a drum;
7) Aliens that come in UFOs are inter-dimensional creatures. They find our three dimensional prison planet somewhat curious (especially the greys) – hence the anal probes;
8) When you die, your connection between your three dimensional physical reality prison world is broken and you can then comprehend your true existence. Do not be attracted to the “light”. This is a trap. Call out instead for “domain”. There are people (quantum souls) that can help you;
9) If you merely go for the light, you will be “born again”. You will again lose all your past memories and start again on another pathetic useless “life” on 3D prison planet.
10) In prison world, you can direct the direction that you jump from one world line to the next through mediation / affirmation (i.e. slightly change reality);
11) The greys however have 5th and 7th dimensional technology where you can make significant travel between distances and realities (travel to different world lines). If you travel however, you can never return to exactly your original world line reality. There is always a round trip quantum uncertainty (around 3% difference).
12) Brain altering drugs fuck with the connection, thus enabling non-probabilistic world line jumps (i.e. not just the perception of “time” but significant world-line jumps / reality changes).
Yours sincerely,
Retard
Retard be like
>The world is a illusion
>But you DEFINITELY need to be very scared of this contrived experinece that’s totally going to happen when you die.
Where do you think you are?
There are numerous special access programs dealing with this issue:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special_access_program
Some involved have now defected to China. The universe is not an illusion. Just do not confuse your perception of things with the reality of things. Ultimately it results in technology handovers. Deals are done.
The galaxy is full of life – all located at stars that you cannot see. Our star however burns hot, hence the interest. No other life exists at a star that burns as hot as our sun. If you can see the star in the night sky, it burns far to hot for life. Most life is located in between the spirals.
There is a lot that TPTB do not tell you about.
Please, I beg you, read the My big TOE trilogy from Tom Campbell and straight afterwards Robert Monroes Out of Body journeys trilogy.
Please, just do it. You’re a smart fellow, you’ll be done in 2 weeks.
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There are just strange bugs in our external world. You discover something very obscure, then you hear about it again very rapidly. I look up the relatives of the platypus on Wikipedia, find Zaglossus attenboroughi, then a few days later I hear about the animal on the TV. At some point it just becomes kind of hard to believe it all functions in a scientific materialist manner, the coincidences become too great.
That’s exactly what happened. I was watching the Why Files on YT, a compilation of why the moon is weird. In one segment, it mentioned Project Star Gate, in particular Ingo Swan and how he was hired by the CIA to remote view the moon. That got me thinking of Rintrah and how he dwells on the metaphysics but not yet on remote viewing. Maybe he has in the past, but I am not aware of it. Then today, I come across this post.
This experience checks all the boxes: discovered something obscure and I read about it very rapidly in a blog.
It also got me thinking of the Mandela Effect.
So Rintrah, have you experienced out of body experiences or tried remote viewing? Or anyone else for that matter?
Go read Rene Guenon. He was writing about paranormal and sacred geography a hundred years ago, and he was wise enough not to rely on psychedelic crutches that lower castes indulge in instead of cultivating true detached buddhi