Capacitance

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Here’s an example of the absolute genius behind our headless chicken act.

If my theories are correct we’ve generated and are somehow harboring an incredible amount of creative energy. Pure, concentrated, unadulterated power and enough of it to bring the entire universe around us to Life.

So where the hell is all this power? Again, if my theories are correct we should be just crackling with a living power that wants to express itself with terminal intensity. Fire ought to be flying from our fingertips as we bring entire worlds and civilizations to life around us.

I can feel it coursing thru me, like pent up wild mustangs wanting to run free. In some of my trance states I am just seething with power, I can feel it almost breaking the surface at times. I can feel it because it is a living power, it knows, it feels, it loves, it hates… because it’s us.

I mentioned in a previous post that the Heart is gating this electrical power into capacitance, which just sort of came to me out of the blue but then I had to scratch my head. How the hell are we achieving this without anyone knowing about it? How does it work and where is it actually being gated to?

It’s the most clever thing you could ever imagine 🙂

We’re doing it with the “blame game”. It’s ingenious really, it’s all being continually redirected around in circles thru a network of guess what? Yup, us… people, thru our hearts.

The energy is generated thru what we see as conflict and suffering. The energy is then directed via emotions in random directions throughout the human network. It doesn’t “look” like a circle, but it is in constant circulation so it IS a circle. This is what’s happening when we blame each other for all the conflict and suffering. We don’t typically think of it as directed energy, but that’s what we’re doing when we mentally draw a bead on someone with our blame beams.

We’re ALL doing this in seemingly random directions and intervals and I think that’s to randomize the pattern for security reasons. To “hack into the grid” you would have to detect the acoustic pattern and establish a dynamic lock to keep up with it. The “key” is your mental capacitance would have to somehow match that of the collective so you could mimic the entire pattern in a virtual sandbox. E Pluribus Unum and the Ark technology.

I’ve been blaming the blame game for the preservation of our woes, and it very much is from the perspective of us wanting to cure those woes, but there may be a lot more going on here. It could very well be that our instinctive insistence on continuing to play the blame game when we consciously “know better” is preserving Life itself in a way we never even realized.

The Work

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Work is effort… period. “The Work” is effort guided by divine purpose… ours.

Electro-mechanically speaking, effort is the mechanical generation of power. This can only be achieved by going against yourself. The more you go against yourself the more effort it takes and the more power you generate. Real work is a bitch, especially given the power requirements of our divine purpose.

Because everything is symbolic, you can trade your work for money because money corresponds with blood which corresponds with electrical current, that’s why we call it “currency”. The trade off is anything you swap for money isn’t being applied toward growing the divine spark within you. Growing the divine spark also means increasing your own electrical capacitance allowing it room to grow. Think of electrical capacitance as a way to save your work, like a capacitor or battery “saves” electricity.

Storing the power you generate is a yet another form of work, because it creates an incredible amount of electrical tension. That feeling we all get sometimes of barely being able to contain ourselves and wanting to explode is due to this electrical tension. When stories of the Ark of the Covenant tell of sparks flying off it and arcs lashing out at people as if it were possessed, they’re talking about a stupendously massive amount of electrical current focused into a gravitational singularity. This is the Heart of the Earth, this is what we’re globally up to under the overall heading of the Phoenix Project.

The Phoenix Project is the divine purpose guiding our combined efforts. Literally, it is the Body of Humanity coming to life… your body. I’ve experienced this in a virtual sense and it’s like your body has been barely running on a dead battery and someone just plugged you into a wall outlet. You feel supercharged in a way you never did before. Honestly, i felt like freekin Superman.

Our blood is produced in our bones (Skull and Bones anyone?) but the only place it is ever stored is in the heart, and that’s only for a moment until it gets pumped back out thru the body. It is cleaned by the liver, which can barely keep up with laundering all the dirty money in the world. It has to be cleaned because our divine purpose is Holy and pure and The Work requires it.

So, you can look at the Earth as a living black hole with intelligent purpose (ours) compressing the universe around it into a singularity within it, creating in effect a “seed” of the universe. This seed isn’t just any seed, it contains the universe in seed form meaning that it’s compressing everything that’s already been compressed into seed form and compressing all the seeds into a single seed, or universal singularity.

(My way out theory is that we are in fact not on a planet, but on a universal seed ship or “Mother” ship on autopilot in hyperspace. We are currently in suspended animation within the ship’s pattern buffers and it is the ship’s autopilot that is “currently” trying to wake us up. At least we can see ourselves that way and it explains a hell of a lot. Mythically accurate if nothing else.)

So within our Body, our Heart is black, which is the first thing Egypt was trying to point out, “Egypt” means black Earth or black heart. The normal function of the Heart is to regulate the flow and pressure of what powers the life within us. The heart is black because it’s currently gating the power the Body produces into capacitance until we generate enough to bring the Whole Body to life. In this phase it’s a closed system because it’s gating power from the old system into the new system. Seen from another angle it’s the Body of Humanity performing it’s own heart transplant. The “New Earth” of the New Man.

It’s not allowing electricity from the all pervasive electrical field surrounding us to flow thru the body, which is the manna from heaven or food we normally live on as Human beings. The old manna is gone, it’s been entirely encapsulated in us as atoms, the new manna is the singularity under strained capacitance until it is fit for human consumption. Manna, Love, Electricity, Chi, Prana, God Power, the Force… it’s all the same creature and both creature and creator are us. It is the Power of the People.

The Heart of Hearts is pure electricity, it’s us, a Body of Human souls every single one of which represents an entire civilization in seed form. Whatever this place is and whoever we are, we’re all pure heart. In other words, we don’t need power… we ARE power. WE are the power that brings OUR body to life.

Confusing, ain’t it? It’s the us deep within us that we haven’t had the pleasure of knowing for quite some time. You are a Soul containing a Body of souls by virtue of being a mean average of them. This makes you their Native Son, or their Sun, Sol, Soul. Know your Tribe and you will know yourself.

E Pluribus Unum is “The Work” of a Body of People trying to find their Soul.

 

 

 

All Work and No Play

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…makes Jack a very dull boy.

I work harder than anyone I’ve ever met, but since 90% of everything I’ve ever accomplished is locked away in my mind, nobody can tell. Since nobody can tell, they more often than not don’t think I’m up to much of anything with my life. I can live with that, but then sometimes even I question whether I’m actually doing anything real and meaningful. If I look at myself in a purely objective sense I see the same thing everyone else sees… me fucking off doing a bunch of shit that doesn’t really get me anywhere. Fortunately, I’m the one person who can see inside my head so I stay the course, but it’s not without having to run the entire gauntlet of second guessing my own decisions.

I have no choice. I’m building a model inside my head that is literally built from my thoughts. It’s a model of the whole showing how everything within that whole works on its own and in relation to everything around it. It’s a monumental effort that nobody ever sees because I’m not out to sell books or become famous, I want to know how things work so I can do something in and with this world. My ONLY redemption is the completion of my work, or I truly have done nothing with my time here on Earth.

This has never been a “normal” pursuit, by normal I mean the faster you go the quicker you get to your goal in life. The goal in this case seems to be patience, translated that means hurry up and wait if you get too gung ho in your pursuit of the prize. I don’t know if it’s to teach patience, but you certainly have to exercise it. You need the patience with yourself to stay the course when everyone around you believes it’s the wrong one.

I could do all this better when I was a kid. I mean the shamanic stuff, my natural given abilities. At that age I didn’t need any drugs or special tricks to get into any state I wanted to be in, but I also didn’t have all the bullshit of the modern world banging around in my head. When doing any kind of work in your own mind you want to think you could do it better or faster by going Polly Purebody and eliminating every vice within yourself, but all of the evidence I’ve gathered seems to suggest otherwise.

I’m trying to accurately represent the whole within myself. If you look around, that’s not the way we do things. Like it or not, we’re a bit of a mess, rather uncoordinated, and lacking in a number of social graces. The world IS like me… more often than not we’ve got dirt under our fingernails and stains on our clothes from whatever we’re working on. We could clean up pretty well with some qualified help, but what’s the point until the job is done?

Speaking in a shamanic sense there are two roads I can go by… forcibly trying to turn my people into Polly Purebody, or representing them as they truly are and believing in them. In simpler terms, I can take everything away to balance things out (which leaves nothing) or add a few more things to the mix to achieve a similar but far less boring outcome. Plus, it seems to be the best way I’ve found to fuck off and work your ass off at the same time.

Jack would rather be dead than dull 🙂

Searching the Web

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“Welcome to Google – How may we misdirect your search?”

I wonder if people realize how restrictive modern search engines actually are. In a mythical sense we could say the internet is the “net” that’s been cast around us. The mythical action seen at present is of the net being drawn tighter and tighter.

I’m not saying it’s good or bad, but it is worth noticing.

Distractions

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All my life I’ve been cited as being too easily distracted, and it’s true. My main focus is supposed to be on what I’ve been trying to mimic my entire life… the world around me. From that perspective if you engage me in conversation you’re the distraction, not all the other shit around me I seem to be paying attention to besides you.

I’m just sayin 🙂

Sacred Bonds

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There are only two relationships I consider sacred in this world… a Man and his God, and a boy and his dog. One to help me reach my highest aspirations, the other to keep me firmly anchored in my heart.

What about marriage?

It’s true there is physical marriage but it is a mundane not a sacred bond. Sacred marriage is between you as an individual (male) and the collective (female) within you and is not possible in a purely physical sense. It is a perfect “arrangement” between you and yours and can only happen in a Christic (crossed) state of consciousness.

The girl of my dreams isn’t “here” in this physical world, she’s concealed behind a veil within my own consciousness. In some ways I can see my entire life as a courting ritual, working my charms to win her favor even tho neither of us is allowed see the other before the wedding. Our true soul mate isn’t one of the other souls around us, it’s ALL the other souls around us.

So that’s the sacred quest for love and until we find our true love we’re on that quest. Two things are needed on this quest, a good guide and a traveling companion willing to go anywhere with you. A man on a quest for love needs both a God and a doG that won’t let him down.

 

Mass

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The mass of any object is its atomic weight. I’m going to argue that mass is adamic weight, that the mass of any composite being is the total number of souls collectively making it up.

The mass of any world or even the universe is the amount of souls (atoms/adams) it contains. This isn’t necessarily just physical mass, the reason dark matter even has mass is because it, like everything else, is made up of and by US.

The mass of the Earth is equal to the mass of the entire universe. Sounds like horrible math, but it’s not if you see what we’re collectively doing here. This is also why I believe the Earth is and can only be the Heart and center of the universe. Because its mass is equal to the rest of the universe, it cannot be moved by the rest of the universe unless it chooses to be. This has to be a free will choice. Being the Heart of the universe, there is only one thing that will truly move it… Love.

The Heart falls in love with beauty and nothing else. The strongest heart is the heaviest (greatest mass and magnetic field (gravity) creating the most powerful singularity Humanity has ever conceived) because it will pursue perfect beauty undaunted until it finds it. The beauty this world is looking for is the beauty of all things in harmonic proportion and until we find it, we’re going to keep looking. Earth measures are derived from these ideal proportions (ratios) which are encoded in the measures of the Great Pyramid.

Isis represents the Universe or Body of Humanity in perfect proportion, Osiris is the soul taking measurements. Isis is the Whole Body of Souls calling his name “Oh Sire Us”, a request to be ruled. Ruled in this case means measured, but a part of that measuring IS what we’ve come to think of as being ruled. In order to measure anything you’ve got to get it to sit still long enough to take measurements. This being forced to sit still when we’re really kids that love to play all the time is the oppression we feel from rulership.

We have to measure everything in the universe both in number and in ratio (harmonics) what each soul is and what it is to every other soul. If we didn’t do this, there would be no objective universe in which to see ourselves amongst each other… no way to make a society of souls with individual free will. Without it, our only view of ourselves would be subjective and we wouldn’t even know what free will was.

In a sense time runs out because there is only so long you can make children sit still without letting them play. There is only so much time we have to do all this measuring because we don’t like to sit still, stagnation is death and we love to live life. We’ve gotten an extension on that time thru patience and a collective consensus. Technically we ran out of time, but we’re people and even the strictest rules fly out the window when we’re in love.