Political Memes

Bro, you don't know me. But you, to me, from my perspective, are Unempathetic Judgmental Person #36, 834 who has told me, in whatever words, that I am innately inferior to the entire human race and need to be lobotomized because I intentionally do all that I do online because it markets my educational (f)art project to those who need this sort of Knowledge to heal and self-actualize.

Read this post and tell me if I'm crazy:

My special interests include philosophy, spirituality, and juggling. Naturally, this combination has led me to the same wisdom that the Buddha and Christ learned in their respective lives. There's a reason The Matrix is named that; it's all about Judeo-Christian mysticism. God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system.

Y'know, God is a big balloon of consciousness that made a complex balloon animal out of itself and you are one of the sections. You're not a featherless biped on an Earth. The world is an illusion. All you experience is self-contained within your neurons, yea? And you're experiencing these words "outside" of that featherless biped you consider yourself, right? So, this "outside" is really inside you. You're a pocket of consciousness, Neo, and the Earth only exists inside you.

This is where my special form of schizo-autismo magick lets me take this to the next level. The word the Buddha used to describe our relationship with Karma is "entangled." This is precise and accurate. In the fourth jhana of meditation, you can perceive for yourself that all your consciousness' (eye, ear, tongue, etc) are compiled into a singular stream of symbols that you set your intention to entangle yourself with. These entanglements grow in complexity until they define the parameters of your conscious experience.

Y'know, simply, if String A is entangled with String B but not String C, then AB is true and AC is false. Additionally, entanglements can möbiate (defilement, as the Buddhists say; what "sin" literally is - entangling yourself in a way that puts "self" above "whole" AND "self and whole"), and this creates dualistic dichotomy (inner/outer), which is how the illusion of being a "self" manifests. Likewise, one can understand how these categories nest within each other; like a square is a rectangle but a rectangle is not a square, yet both are quadrilaterals and polygons. Further, there is "null," which the Buddha described as "emptiness," and there can be implicit and explicit null, which is how the supersymmetry manifests all of reality as it can be both "nothingness/0" and "fullness/1."

And that's just what you need at a minimum to understand what I think about in maladaptive daydreaming. I have come up, independently, with a theory of orthogonal relativity which gives rise to my theory of polyplexic axiomatic systems. First, you know the primary orthogonal directions in three-dimensional space; back/forth, up/down, left/right. A cube can represent this, but therein, you can cut the corner of the cube off to create a new designator path to let an ongoing process möbiate itself to process across multiple possible realities.

Polyplexic axiomatic systems are best understood with the metaphor of putting a puzzle together. There is the logic of the puzzle; how the pieces physically fit together. But, in putting as much logic as we learn together still leaves us many gaps in completing the puzzle. Therein, we have our intuition which sees the picture and knows by the paw displayed that there is a cat in the little logic it can put together knowing what it knows, but therein, where is the cat looking? What's it's stripe pattern? What are the specifics? Well, that's where we create multiple possibilities that fit the same unsolved area; polyplexic axiomatic systems! And this is what causes cognitive dissonance as we can put different possibilities in each gap depending what the needs of the moment are.

And I write all this because my life partner's mom asked what I do all day. I write and think. That's what I do, and I am at the forefront of knowledge, but therein, I can't hold a job or figure out how to survive within this system of society not made for my kind, so therefore I'm considered a waste of space by these people who so easily earn money turning their brains off to go slave for someone else.

I'm a skilled righter. I know what is coming in my near future, legally and media-wise. I know I will be making a show in a similar vein as Trailer Park Boys but based in a kooky, crazy cult and every episode is educational on a main theme or message. But I'm just a deranged narcissist. Certainly don't work for the CIA and am actively recruiting while discrediting myself by mentioning that I have my sister's feet. They're in a glass jar on my desk. And I use them!