notes 4 today: 2017-02-09 (Sanctuary Tierras; Trance And Kervranian Biological Transmutation; Paradoxes Of Uniformity; Musings On What Revolution Is)

title: Sanctuary Tierras

Since speak of sanctuary cities is commonplace these past several weeks with what is going on in the USA, I would like to in brief suggest an alternative and longer lasting sanctuary that needs to be established. Cities, despite having become havens for diversity and a logical place to resist racist/xenophobic/fascist policies, are themselves at the forefront of ontologically establishing the necessary background for totalitarian control; cities funnel people in to narrower movement patterns, they make them hyper-dependent on oppressive supply chain dynamics, and they severely lack in ecosystems. The history of cities coming in to existence is predicated upon imperialism and domination, and it is only sickened magical thinking that they are somehow separate or above this bloodbathed historical conjuring. Cities are now globalized places and globalized means dependency; cities try to justify an inter-dependency, but this inter-dependency is only a feign—cities are not needed by those who live in a balanced relation with the land. Everyone is to some extent in equal danger in a city, and equally displaced from the location(s) that they harm by their very existence continuing in a city. The leap from cities to concentration camps is not very far, the gap to jump is not even as noticeable as a crack in the pavement. A fascist house will soon be inhabited by fascists, whether intended or no.

Real sanctuary is to put ourselves—human animals—back in to a balanced relationship with the land that does not have civilization’s concrete/asphalt/agriculture scars all over it. Being spread out over the land, immersed in connectivity, there is much great natural security against all manner of problems that beset people, INCLUDING social problems such as racism and fascism which are a natural outcroppings of exploitative and extractive Western capitalism and the dynamics involved in exchanges between the urban and the rural.

Racism will come to mean little when starvation sets in, or the specter of starvation is hung over a people. Sanctuaries that are in places which were built upon centuries of human, lifeform, and land/resources oppression and alienation are not good long term places. They are at best temporary rendezvous spots, but they will fail in this particular regard as well as in their general capacity to “support life” because they were built to fail. Land and its natural abundance, on the other hand, is very modulating to the extreme swings on which a diseased living situation ensnares us. It supported us long before we clustered ourselves (or were clustered by) in to cities.

The immigrants undergoing increased oppression would be best served by those who have land to open up to them to practice agriculture/permaculture and/or to establish intentional communities that build up a community immune system prophylactically before diseases like fascism and racism have the chance to emerge. Too much is happening in reaction, and sanctuary cities are part of that reflexive unreflected reaction.

¡Tierra y Libertad!

Related Writings: Globalization Does Not Exist and The City Is Dead, And We Have Killed Him

title: Trance and Kervranian Biological Transmutation

Why is it and how is it that music can make you feel so good? What does music provide in the vibratory energy that expresses upon our bodies? Among other things that emotionally moving music (such as high quality euphoric trance… not easy to come by!) gifts us, I believe that music exudes subtle vibratory energies to be absorbed by energetically open humans (perhaps other energetically open lifeforms as well) so that they (we!) may alter atomic structures to create elements that we need out of other atomic elements available. Kervran showed that plants, at least, are “bioavailers” that have the ability to create elements that are in short supply, and I see no reason that other lifeforms should not be intrinsically capable and active at doing this. And for the reason/mechanism by which they are enabled to do so, I see no reason that it cannot be at base some beautiful vibratory force(s) that are moving these lifeforms to be self-healing and internally growing. Why biological transmutation should be restricted to a certain class, family or kingdom of life, would in my view only be the sophomoric restrictions that science places upon itself. As I’ve asserted before [note 2], I think ideas the imagination produce are true and it’s the burden of science to prove them false.

Music has real power to heal and provide nutrient needs, something especially valuable in our lands of quickly eroding soil that will see the Earth’s biomass decline even more steeply if we do not start rapid restoration. Allowing music to do its work, just as acupuncture and other healing modalities, is as important as ever.

title: Paradoxes Of Uniformity

The ease of uniformity is concurrently the disease of reality. Things (not to focus on humans per se, yet) are made uniform by human artifice, to align them in a straight rigid fashion. Though on the surface it may be justified as such, imposed uniformity is never about establishing connection, instead it’s about making things the same, so that they are the same frequency and adhere to the same leveraged manipulations. When such simplified manipulating frequencies are not there, the things lie dormant, very inactive and pulled from an ecosystem that would have had them actively becoming. Perhaps bridging to sociological phenomena, think of the perfectly trained unit of soldiers without their commanding officer present to direct them. What is their existence if not to be lead by a commander, these perfectly trained soldiers bereft of their past life experience by a perfect training regimen?

Human the organizer rather than human the steward forgets the invaluability of diversity in a landscape, and fancies that uniformity is an end in itself on many forages. Humans ontologically treat the rest of the world this way, and they so too treat each other in this fashion. This fashion needs to change, I fashion.

title: Musings On What Revolution Is

Revolution, just like any other term in our languages, is a reified term. Being reified it is by necessity imprecise and distracting, but revolution is one of the few words in my mind that is truly attracting as well. It is a potency, and is worth investigating, a touch of which I will do here:

Revolution should not be thought of as spread over hundreds of thousands of square miles: this is an extrapolation that humans all too often do for our activities and false assumptions about how reality on this Earth is governed (or that it is even governed!). Revolution is a desperate (and often beautiful) attempt at qualitative shifts of evolution when there has been a long quantitative drift of devolution. Revolution—for if nothing else it is a human convention—is something that happens within ourselves, our habits, and our relationships to others. The change that revolution might bring us in such deadly and dystopian times as the ones we are now in, are to treat ourselves better and habitually be good for and aware of our connection to the Earth. We might move and grow at a balanced pace, and move without attention, or attachment to, consequences imposed by contextually external entities. One does not ask permission from the old world to revolt and create a new world; if such revolution happens under these circumstances, it is revolution in name only, named by the overseers.

Revolution within will have us loving our enemies, our lords, as our friends, and as in need of help to come down from the heights of responsibility which hierarchy has elevated them to. Money and other legalities returned to mere paper, a banal crime against a tree and an insane crime against immediacy. Reality mediated no more, this is revolutionary given where we are…

notes 4 today: 2017-01-24 (Crossing The Sun; Life As A Struggle?; Vibrational Differences Between Whole Humans And Machine Parts; Esoteria, Stupidity, And Ignorance)

title: Crossing The Sun

There is a large minority of people (40% plus or minus) of the Earth’s 7 billion who have “turned their backs on the sun”, and now live in an area where the sun is always to their south (or north), without ever a crossing happening. They are outside the tropics and rarely venture in to the tropics long enough or deep enough to have a day go by where the sun’s zenith is to their south, and the next hour/day have the sun’s zenith to their north. This exclusion to sun crossing opportunities includes entirely the “continent” of Europe where a vast amount of the preventable deaths by war and civilized advances have taken place or were engineered from, along with japan, the united states, china, and some other nefarious characters. Perhaps a correlation, but nothing more than that.

While you chew on that, another thing I have been chewing on and am happy to allow you to masticate on as well, is that the Christian religion is symbolically based upon the son being on a cross, left to die. I am not well versed in Christian lore, but I do not think Jesus went in to the tropics during his life. Historically, crucifixion was leaving someone out in the elements, usually the hot sun to dehydrate and die over a few days. It is certainly a very unique time to become intimate with celestial bodies, most particuarly the power of the sun. Perhaps the role of the sun/sol is more central to this son/soul involved religious storyline. This is all very loose right now, it can be tied tighter for sure.

As for sun crossing, for a religious or for an energetic/physical purpose, my feeling is that it can be a “pilgrimage” that brings illumination and a re-balancing for those who focus on the wisdom that is the solar system as it is and gives the energy that allows life on our planet to flourish. This might be one of the medications we all need as we generally stay stuck inside, eyes exposed dominantly to artificial light instead of full spectrum sunlight.

title: Life As A Struggle?

The idea of all of life as a great struggle—a theme that crops up very often in western currently dominating discourse—is an extrapolation/projection by humans who had found (and now find) themselves in a particularly harsh non-tropical land where great struggle was needed for survival (think Europe, a theme with me!). In the “natural world” it’s true that many specimens die and one could say that’s proof of struggle, but their deaths are not struggles for very long—they die and are quickly materially/energetically reabsorbed. The successful specimens of a species are almost always adopted right in to an ecosystem and have a comfortable enough niche that has them act as where their propensities are naturally inclined towards anyways. There is no great struggle hour in, and hour out, day in and day out—this is not what life fundamentally is! Dying is filled with struggle, but not living, which is what life is more deeply and temporally aligned with. Proof of our disease as humans is that we have made our lives and much of the world’s ecosystems in to our own image; we’ve undercut ourselves and them through acting on misinformed (deformed) concepts, and we’ve made life a struggle.

title: Vibrational Differences Between Whole Humans And Machine Parts

This is one argument in an ongoing series that my brain ruminates on at times regarding the preposterous claims made by “Singularity” believers. 

Vibrations in humans (and other animals and living creatures) can change immediately, and are not bound within a particular finitude (we are not infinite but not bound by any specific finite state). Machines on the other hand have a specific internal finitude available to them: what we would say is the machine. However, as with computers and many other complicated devices we’ve fashioned, what we call a single entity is really several parts that work as a team; it is never a whole the way a human is a complete whole, specifically because the machine constituents are not vibrating at the same frequencies and work together through mediation—as with a basic set of gears interacting and turning because of the belt/chain (not a shared energy aspiration). We living things become a unique whole (not a series of parts) kept whole because the plurality of matter that makes us up all vibrates at the same frequency, and when there is non-synchronicity, the body can always resynchronize immediately without a central and mediating organizing force beyond the immediacy of vibrational syncing. Living bodies do get out of sync at times to be sure, and sometimes to a great degree, and this is what it is to be diseased. But they are self-corrective and are not dependent on some outside engineer to come set things aright again. Our healing by concerted effort that does not require an engineer is unique to life, and something that our machines will never have, because they are just a combination of parts.

Part of the reason machines do not have this is that they are chemically made out of elements that do not interact well with regards to what is needed to evolve a living consciousness; this might be metals, or even include wood and stones, which might be of organic materials but are not put in to organic frequency rich relationships (wood or sinews are dead and divorced particulates of something that was a whole that included but was not alive solely because of these parts). These mechanical systems cannot change themselves immediately—they are not subject to immediate evolution—they need mediated change (adaptions that are geared by someone else); they would need to dig in somehow to rework themselves if they are programmed to do this self-corrective work. They weren’t “produced” per se, they were just thrown together, and so they will never “reproduce” because that has always been absent from their trajectory. There is no momentum, and they only exist as whole entities because the human mind personifies them so. There is nothing intrinsically whole about my cell phone or my lap top. The whole is a projection that comes from we the people and is codified in our reifying language.

title: Esoteria, Stupidity, and Ignorance

The esoteric need not be a high level thing, it can be the esoteria of stupidity. That people come to be in their own little private enclaves is not necessarily an indication of sophistication. More and more it is likely that we will stumble in to esoteria due to our increasing stupidity as humans atrophy further. Our divorce from larger ecosystems is already itself proving to be a tragic mistake that makes us esoteric from the rest of nature and ultimately might extinct us. Academic disciplinary idiots spoil great energy reserves to develop alienating categories that make themselves esoteric, but in the vacuum of available energy that is coming for humans (as we regress through the mean from which we have strayed in opulence) will get us to the same unbalanced place, this time only reaching esoteria because of malnourishment that was the natural longterm outcome of a technologically rich environment in the first place.

Do not be ignorant of the ignorance of others. The perils of education allow provincial people to be viewed as less than. However, in very many ways having an ignorance that comes along with provincialism, is itself a balance of locality, a natural/sustainable state where knowledge of is balanced with power to. Knowing a great many things beyond one’s local influences is at a great cost to the whole. Ignorant of the cost of knowledge are the knowledgeable who decry the lack of education of others. [originally slated to be an MTI aphorism thrown hastily in to this note]

My Thoughts Inexactly: Y is for Youthanizing

Throw all of yourself at life, for life will then have no other option but to absorb you. Throw anything less, and you will be bounced back in to the abyss from whence you came.

Spiders are forever caught in their own webs. Leave them their to starve!

The death of death is sure to coincide and accelerate with—not prevent—the death of birth. Only a mind marred by western concepts could be blinded to this.

Fooled are those who conflate dying with aging.

If we pour everything in to a last gasp, we may discover it to be our first true breath. Don’t save yourself for the future, for then the future will be safe from you.

Giving your hope to the future is something that might be blown away with the winds of time, but giving your promise to the future is to be the winds of time.

What is life if not the creation of beauty despite the circumstance of limitations?

If the alcohol is to loosen you up for dancing, so be it. If the alcohol is to loosen the music up, you are better of dancing in the silence.

Speak love to power—give it a dose of that which it is least familiar with.

The more of an empath you are, the more times you die during a single life.

A lack of leaders has not produced a lack of followers.

You are going to die one day, why be miserable and sedentary and spread it across several days?

The land breathed us in to life; how long can we continue if we are suffocating the land?

Children are the only afterlife we should be thinking about, and that afterlife is in great doubt.

There is no space for a leader of the free world, there is only room there for leaders.

Keep showing up. There is no investment in the future that compares to your throwing yourself in to every new present.

May the remainder of your life be the rest of your time, not your rest time.

The young die, or the young live—the old are perpetually dying.

Believe in something that most people fail to do over the course of their lives—believe in yourself!

A culture that has devolved so low to produce individuals saying “what does it matter? I’ll be dead in a 100 years” does not have much farther to devolve. Though an individual speaks such an utterance, it is spoken for the total culture.

When it becomes an eat dog world, it’s not far from an eat human world.

“It is written” is cured by fire; we can burn by flame or forgetfulness.

Before we rise up we must wake up, for a revolution is in name only if is attended to by sleep walkers.

Flags are ever woven with the thread of war so long as they exist by the threat of war.

Extinction is a serious topic, precisely because there is no more kidding.

When the energy reveals itself to you, you will finally be revealed to you.

Water is the only blueprint I will follow.

Many that commit suicide don’t wish for its reversibility, but many who commit homicide do come to wish for this. Think before you arm yourself, and think even and most especially of what ideas others have armed you with.

Jesus was insane, so why shouldn’t he pop up at a mental hospital from time to time?

The healthiest water is always flowing, and so too is the healthiest love. Don’t keep it all to yourself—find love for another, and love will be finding you.

The stupidity of recent nostalgia is that those who see a return to previous times as an improvement fail to see that those very previous times will return them right back to our current struggles, with the problems only multiplied.

Don’t blame a fire for burning, blame that which is old and dried up.

Why do those who supposedly represent the people always dress in the fashion that they represent the government?

If you are not literate in love, fluency in all the world’s languages will not save you. They will be as impotent as the words in a book never opened.

Only evil can be spoiled by love.

The save-up-and-work-until-retirement-age model isnt going to work for the generation being born right now. they will all be retired without retirement. Due to in large part by the retiring without retirement of their recent ancestors.

Don’t ever lose the love—better to lose yourself.

Radical politics without permaculture is rootless; permaculture without radical politics will never flower.

Nature needs to be doing more of the work than we are, or we are doing something wrong. We are certainly doing something wrong to nature.

Feeling the heights of existence one will also feel the lack and the loss, for the dilated eye sees new highs and new lows.

Most humans don’t realize how much structures confine them, because structures confine them.

Environments that dissuade your attention and your intention, are not environments to reproduce—we certainly won’t be reproducing in them for much longer.

Love—because evolution is backwards without it.

Thank goodness we say things but do other.

Anger is love on the defensive, not hate on the offensive.

In folklore lies the most potent wisdom, layered over and diluted so that it might be more palatable to the gradually evolving mind. Taking folklore literally, as with religion, is to drink a laxative for want of nourishment.

When in doubt, get out.

Related Previous Aphorism Posts:

Y is for Yearning

N is for No things

N is for Nothing

F is Forcing (ov)

F is for Facing

F is for

R is for Recurring

R is for Resisting

Q is for Quelling

M is for Masquerading

J is for Jousting

V is for Vanquishing

W is for Willing (ov)

W is for Willing

E is for Escalating

G is for Gathering

Z is for Zeroing

L is for Lamenting

Lternate Lphabet Lliteration

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)

My Thoughts Inexactly: N is for No things

Every surplus is its own deficit misunderstood. Seedless are the fruits that civilization grows.

Change is far more fundamental than any particle or force it chooses to elaborate itself with.

Choosing words over music is one of humanities greatest mistakes. We need far more than a moment of silence to absorb this tragedy.

As we’ve gained possession we’ve lost our bodies. Who really possesses who? What webs we’ve woven!

People don’t grow food or not grow food—land grows food, or doesn’t grow food. And it’s land that grew humans; if land is lacking, so will humans follow. ¡Tierra y libertad!

When thinking about the Universe, our minds are trying to grasp something that already completely grasps our minds.

The recurring affinity humans have to words that rhyme and sound similar for punning acts as a proof that vibrational sounds are at least as important as the meanings they are contrived to symbolize. Words connect better to other words than to their arbitrary meanings.

If a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away there existed a force that blessed some with the ability to move objects with their minds, now an inverted anti-force persists that has cursed us to be controlled—minds and all—by objects.

In capitalism you have hills with a king on each, in anarchism you have mountains with villages of kings.

Individualism is to see with only one I.

A business suit is the clothing worn to embody inauthentiCity.

If things seem backwards, break their seams.

Conquering without conquest appears only paradoxical in this civilized age where there are conquests without any quenching. Red water drank makes one the thirstier for red water lost. But I say—blood is for dancing, not for digesting.

Stability is not just the death of death–it is the death of life.

Quotes and aphorisms will carry the day, for in your head alone you might carry them away.

A paradox in language is not a paradox in matter. Language doesn’t matter—it is immediately contradicted when things of actual importance happen to supplant it.

Power that cannot create itself but must dress itself in the power of others is very weak; this is the state.

Political correctness is policing yourself for another’s benefit.

It is the end of history if no one remains to write its continuation. There can be no closing to history, just a possible closing to our story.

Life artificially extended is a farewell to faring well.

Possess yourselves, let the big boxes possess the rest.

We are more subject to change than the objects we surround ourselves with. Therefore, it must be asked—what really possesses what?


Related Previous Aphorism Posts:

N is for Nothing

F is Forcing (ov)

F is for Facing

F is for

R is for Recurring

R is for Resisting

Q is for Quelling

M is for Masquerading

J is for Jousting

V is for Vanquishing

W is for Willing (ov)

W is for Willing

E is for Escalating

G is for Gathering

Z is for Zeroing

L is for Lamenting

Lternate Lphabet Lliteration

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)

notes 3 today: 2017-01-03 (Captured By Dunkirk, The Beauty Of Thy Piece; Milking Your Mind With Milkdrop; Situation Activated Bipolar)

title: Captured By Dunkirk, The Beauty Of Thy Piece

I don’t remember much else about the movie, but I remembered this scene enough to go back and hunt for it, and… Wow, this is one of the most beautiful cinematic scenes I’ve beheld, especially the music and specifically the major-made-minor choir segment of “Dear Lord and Father of Mankind”. Dario Marianelli goes to such depths with this song, my unmediated impulse is to worship him. The beauty of this piece…

I wanted to briefly say about Dunkirk now that my thought has concentrated there, that it is a crossroads between the waning of the absolute worst empire in human history (the British), and the waxing of what could have potentially been an even more brutal empire (the Nazi empire). Hitler very much liked the British and thought and hoped that they would join him. Not unrelated to this hope (probably) is the little known fact that the British were the first major nation in Europe to cast out the Jews (back in the middle ages). Yes a lot of confluence of negative energies surrounding Dunkirk specifically and WW2 generally.

title: Milking Your Mind With Milkdrop (2013)

Since I was little I would close my eyes and let visions emerge and then play with them and change perspective frequently, diving in to new beauties, it really was quite an enhancement of consciousness. I think of it, though it shouldn’t be reduced to this, as a workout for our brains, particularly our visual cortex combining with other regions of the brain (and there can be great enhancement with music, particularly for me at least non-lyrical music). So in my college years I was exposed to milkdrop and had an immediate affinity with it, especially that it was paired to play next to music that I chose, and I would choose almost always my already mood altering trance music.

Here is a video I found sans music:


title: Situation Activated Bipolar

Doubtless “Situation Activated Bipolar” will never be found in the DSM (unless they are quite desperate for publications, but the psychiatrist and psychologist phds seem quite creative at churning out new diagnoses and the civilized masses at exhibiting new symptoms of decadence), but it seems to me that SAB has a great deal of merit as a some what qualitatively distinct phenomenon that might encapsulate elements of the on-setting of all bipolar types, thus deconstructing them as internally caused as well, somewhat. Here I’m choosing to focus just on the manic state, but there are probably parallels with the depression swing (and removals of manic inducing situations).

There are non-artificial environmental situations that can bring about a manic state, such as extended daylight found in non-equatorial regions during their “bright” solstice, but so too during the darker solstice this can happen (I have recently found); during or preceding electrical storms; when viewing a wide landscape from a mountain view. There are probably many more possibilities depending on the person.

Artificial environmental situations: social interactions that go well (huge elevating factor); emotional music (trance and a couple of emo songs); an open and free highway where acceleration won’t be curtailed by the thoughts of a speeding-ticket; performing really well in an already hyped up sporting event; stimulating drug induced highs; many others.

Of course mood elevation need not be bipolar inducing, but it is a thing of degree not quality—the easing or inducing of oneself in to a mania. It just seems that chemicals can follow just as readily as chemicals can lead. I feel the need to problematize the wholes are built of parts, on up, in the realm of physiology specifically, but in everything generally. We are a lot more powerful to self-cause than we readily allow ourselves to imagine.

Gerard (and friends) have found a Way:

F is for Facing

Our doubt is the enemy’s greatest weapon; using such a weapon, I do doubt our enemy.

At the core of systemic oppression there is an assumption that there is infighting among the oppressed. Unite, and liberation will root and stem.

If your religion says that you should be a passive observer to God’s brilliance, it is a religion in name only; if your religion places you at the epicenter of struggle, your religion needs no name.

A man does not grow his beard. A man grows, or a man shaves his beard. Victims of human culture are not always viewed as such, rather they are discarded in to the dustbin.

What is death but the ultimate form of stagnancy and sedentarism. Why emulate that during life?

Love endows us with bravery. Love those who you should, and you will be brave enough to realize you should love your enemies as much as your friends.

The best way to get people to leave their mosque behind, is to leave your church behind. End your own alienation and you will find others to be less alienating.

Relationships migrate on to facebook to die. (categorically speaking)

In whose interest do you think it is to propagate the phrase “necessary evil”?

Those who are the most powerful play in their own bodies and don’t bother pulling the puppet strings of others.

There’s a big difference between indifference and ones hands being tied, though the outcome may look the same.

The only thing necessary about civilization is its speedy removal.

The more they destroy you the more they free you from the bonds you were rebelling from in the first place.

The greatest err of naiveté is not to be taken away by the quixotic and utopian, but to be taken down by the pessimistic and cynical.

There is a tribe in all of us, so why not have all of us in a tribe?

Euphoria in an in individual is labeled as shifty bipolar; euphoria in a people is polar shifting.

A flight of fancy is no where near as fanciful as a crash through the ocean’s floor.

A flower in blossom is most vulnerable to the frost.

Insanity is a cure to the sanity of suicide.

The usual suspects in the movies are not the suspects in our reality, they are the prosecutors.

notes 4 today: 2016-12-15 (Particle Decelerators; Framing Infrastructure As The Ontastricture; Exo-DNA; Tripping Yourself)

title: Particle Decelerators

Acceleration Seals A Tunnel Narrow

Hundreds of thousands of people choosing to spend hundreds of thousands of their own hours, leaving relationships, abandoning their children, expelling all emotion from their bodies, all for a single obsession, is what particle physics has become. They are married to another ring, or marred by the ring—abused brains turned to victims that don’t want to imagine escape as vital. It is an explosive ring, a bomb for the subatomic, creating a world broken down so small that math is used to speak of it. Breathe enough life and energy into math, you’ll come to believe that the math breathes life into you. Perpetual circling without ever diving for prey. Endless bricks being gathered for a house with no vision; as long as it’s tidy and fits on a standard or standardizable map. Messy guests like Niels Bohr are chided and cursed (and then worshiped), leaving piles of debris, gaping holes, and suicides in their wake. These brilliant outsiders, though left without accommodations, are posthumously elevated to legendary and cleaned up after with tireless effort. I focus on them, because they are the completed bridge with a landing on the other side. They are both thinkers of the world of particle acceleration, but their brains are obviously perfect specimens of…

Particle Deceleration. The human brain is a particle decelerator, functioning especially well in this capacity during times of sleep and when adequate nutrients are being provided. The terrain is one of a lightning storm where the ground and sky switch places, waterfalls rise, lakes rain, effects create causes to pull them, where versa vices, and where temporality is extended and morphologized with a rapidity and slowness that is astonishing. It is quite on the opposite side of the spectrum from the time-crushing black holes—the dangerously violent infinite acceleration that humans foolishly try to emulate.
Brains, on the other end, can make a couple of seconds of well used time reverberate into eons upon of vital time. What barriers are there to keep a couple of minutes external time to being stretched out in sleep to days of dynamic internal dreaming time?
New particles are created and dispersed with great ease as the mereological forces of the complex consciousness dwelling in the brain push downwards. A new world is experimented with and built, conceived out of the utmost love rather than the violence of PA collisions. Space is opened by curvaceousness and low temperatures, and particles that are unpredictably unpredictable. A new world is being cultivated, largely built now primarily in ephemeral nomadic fashion in the brains of humans, but to the benefit of the whole universe as the first generation of particles wanes in a few billions (or trillions) of years, depending on who or when is counting. The zeroth generation of particles, the generation to come, can be much more plentiful for they are made of energy many orders of magnitude lower in quantity. They can be part of atoms and chemicals that are liquid and gaseous near absolute zero whereas our first generation particles, atoms, and molecules would fail to be more than frozen at such temperatures. They are the mercury bridge to the warmth of a colder, even more complex and spread out Universe than the first generation of particles has offered. To get there, all we have to do is dream…

title: Framing Infrastructure As The Ontastricture
*This note and the next one “Exo-DNA” have been paired together, though this one is from 2015 and the Exo-DNA is recent.

When you wipe away all the wealth attribution and the large dwellings and fine clothes, oligarchs are merely opportunists who use the infrastructure of the last 10,000 years of civilization that’s been afforded them. They give themselves the biggest cages, but yes, not even they—the great shadow groups that drive some of us crazy thinking that there is no hope when control is so complete—are free from cages. Not one of us is born outside of a cage (or if we were, we would essentially be encaged by adjacent cages, an island in an ocean); not any animal on this entire planet, save some temporary and opportune species, is doing any better in vital terms than since the time when human civilization was first spreading from insignificant permanent dwellings to land management that shackled ecosystems.

Perhaps because of the realities of man-made environmental catastrophes and extinctions, there is an incorrect assumption that we four generations of humans alive today are not only to blame, but also wield the ability to undo our damage. But much of this is out of our control, evidenced because we—a 10,000+ year we—are killing animals we didn’t actually intend to and did not have the power to foretell. We are not only not fully in control of all the bad things done previously, we are not fully in control of the bad things being done. Importantly, it is not the ghosts from the past that need to be blamed for the ongoing problems being proliferated (though they’ve done much to deserve it), but the infrastructure that survived them and is currently plaguing so much of our planet, looking to survive it too. So, it is idiotic and an act of hubris to think the wars against life are all of our making and that we need not pay attention to egregious historical momentum; we are the inheritors of a vast accumulation of wastelands that are eroding because of the adjacent land’s erosion caused by the roads and yet other erosions, coming with deforestation and desertification of particular lands. We are not completely the dominant of the civilization but we are subjected to it, yet we have unique abilities to curb the influence.

The infrastructure laden land is not the only problematic terrain that we’ve inherited. So, too, we are the inheritors of cliches that guide behavior down very unthoughtful paths. Language, itself, is the arbitrary compilation of sounds beaten in to heads that had no intrinsic sonic merit of their own on which to stand; they only find their value in relation to other words, or objectified “things”. Anything built on such vacuous grounds is sure to do what vacuums do—suck other things in to their zone of influence—just as a black hole does via gravity.

Infrastructure, even the root-word “structure”, brings to mind a series of hard surfaces that are relatively impregnable to softer forces, such as carbon-based life. And what is life if not the impregnation of adjacent materiality with more space for further life? Here we are, the human life-form, building things that keep life from getting a hold. We aim for clean and plane surfaces, and we now support these perverted efforts to keep things “tidy” by actively spraying and respraying anti-life chemicals to keep these surfaces geometric. We design things to be “proof”—weather proof clothing and cars, decay proof food, imagination proof instruction (though there are some promising directions towards holistic education). As things continue to be proof of life, proof of life will be harder to come by.

title: Exo-DNA

Most genetic encoding information is endogenous to the affected genetically reproduced animal. Humans, however, have in effect added a supplementary genetic code from outside of themselves that deeply effects (stifles) their development; counter genes are expressed by our accumulating artifices, beginning with tools and culminating now in what we might call infrastructure (including digital infrastructure). It repeatedly informs our development in a recursive sense that sees both the humans changing as well as the genetic “infrastructure” itself, an integral process in the co-evolution of a life-form and its genes. Infrastructure has evolved rather quickly, faster than our intrinsic DNA could possibly keep up, and it goes a long way to explain how we could be so similar yet so alien to a person from even two hundred years ago. The rapidity and frequency of “editing”—deriving from the controlling genetics of infrastructure—blends from being genetic to epi-genetic, but I’m not sure it qualifies as epi-genetic because of the largely one-way impact of the genes, though exo-genes do turn off some and turn on others in our own genes (an epi-genetic process?).

*I don’t think of this note as being partied to the technological singularity notion, and wonder if it might even run counter to some of it’s basic premises.

title: Tripping Yourself

Abstract: Those who let hallucinogenics do the work of removing the false barriers that dampen connection with the holistic reality will not develop the ability to remove these barriers themselves. When the fungi runs out, so will you…

I have by no means developed anything close to what presumably the hallucinogenic compounds would do automatically. However, in their absence and in my constant quest to de-normalize reality for “accessing deeper truths” I have been employing with some success tactics that take my mind to a different space.

→ Saying a normal word over and over and over again makes it sound arbitrary and foreign (which it is), for example: “normal normal normal normal normal normal…”. “Each” always gets me, very quickly, too—”eeech”
→ Mental gibberish not only helps me with falling asleep, but it is quasi-meditative (or pre-meditative), and it alone—but especially in combination with the next self-trip mechanism—can be evocative, depending on the rhythm and activated energy pre-existing in my body.
→ I take raving breaks, and if in a social/professional setting I go to the public bathroom and rave in front of the mirror. The mental benefits are a secondary concern to the bodily benefits of moving my body after it was locked (generally this the case) in to a seated position. Come to think of it, I will take such a break now. As opposed to the standard curvy flow of warming up my body via bathroom raving, when explicitly looking to trip myself I will evolve the raving so my hands to swerve right in front of my eyes and I will percolate my fingers to give uneven visual light distribution. This twisted tai chi, in combination with making strange faces at myself in front of a mirror, makes me feel much more animal. I wonder if along different lines there are people who voluntarily wear an eye-patch for a day, switch it (or not), and then return back to double vision to get a new appreciation of their visual capacities, but also to strengthen their singular eye faculties. Perhaps I will become one such person, but I doubt I would last more than 15 minutes before frustration sets in (though perhaps a build-up of tolerance would be necessary, or a reminder that there are those of one eye who have no option).
→ Imagining I am a giant and all the little things around my living space are being looked at from a great height. If I do it right, this “trip” will be more than just a rationalized telling of myself that things are relative and a deep world exists down in the microspheres, but the trip will be independent of self-speech and will be a coup d’œil (of sorts) that has my occipita step out of itself and my head shivers with the overflow.
→ Note: though the following entrancement mechanism may technically better go under the first arrow of repeating a phrase, it is unique and has more to do with the arrow immediately above. My saying “nothing existing, ever, nothing to exist for ever, no time to ever exist, there could have been nothing to be nothing” will eventually give me a sublime shiver that really pulls me out of myself and scares the shit out of me; this feeling is sort of akin, though more intense, than the “I am a giant” induced feeling. If I’m really scared I reassure myself of Des Cartes’ “I think therefore I am”.
→ This may be more cathartic than mind-altering, but over recent months I occasionally moan out loudly in different tones to expel any negative frequencies that I sense are there. It’s all very intuitive and feels quite obsessive-compulsive, but I trust the impulse as one of healing. I wonder if the adjacent apartments hear it and have to absorb the sound I am ridding myself of.
→ Bursts of cold water while in the shower, where I turn the nozzle quickly to all cold and then back to warm does something, though it’s usually very short-lived. During the summer I was taking cold dark baths which were exhilarating and refreshing.
→ Dancing, in social situations, has always been a way to trip myself. It is very beautiful to happen in a club with great music and strange lights, but it is less completely bodily created and much more dependent on the vibrations of the music as support. An interesting experiment, but it would take a lot of willing people, would be to dance without music or even the allowance of bodily-made percussion. Sans music it would take a lot longer and greater force of personalities to create, but it might be all the more profound once reached.
→ This last one is breaking the rules of what I feel is environmental-influence free mind-altering (or at least mood altering), but it is listening to trance music that I know induces euphoria and an epic sense within me. Some other select songs also have quite an effect on me, entrancing me the way a Shamanic ritual might.

All of these arrows are just precursors to allow the mind to wander more freely and sensually in strange directions that wouldn’t be normally allowed by sterile environmental indoctrination. I have been doing most of these for a long time without doing them for the express and explicit purpose of tripping myself, but rather they just evolved along with others that I can’t probably recall because I haven’t inducted them in to the newly created “trip myself tools” category. Alas, I will stop the ineffective babble here, and perhaps start the more effective gibberish…