From: intraphase@gmail.com

File: Housekeeping 03-04-2020

Sidebar: Casino 23 - Quantum Computation -8- Alliant True Mystery https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o



2085 Logarithm 44-A
The Vulture / Reconnaissance Loop 7337 /Ivan Vulchario
Paralyzing force binds Alex Mathias to the black chair. It is always a different face, but it is always the same gun; the only constant known to a man
walking the lonely razors’ edge between two civilizations forever at war. A growling in the pit of
his stomach sends gentle waves of euphoric relief trembling across Alex’s slow silenced mind. His first spoken word would come soon after wondering what
the first word might actually be. He is known to both Gog and Magog as Mr. Magoo; a cartoon
character nickname, for a man both crumbling civilizations intelligence services feel: they can exploit with impunity. No wife or children and parents buried long ago leads both versions of the Protected States to underestimate the titanic level of
resolve with which Alex Mathias plays this ghoulish otherworldly, most horrific
of macabre games.
His eye twitches. He tries to smile but his body isn’t ready. Alert to his quarry the shooter is shuffling his feet. Alex waits expectantly in hopeful exultation for a conscious worded thought.
Alex relishes the return of his hearing indulging in fantasies of the sounding of waves and
pieces of music he has heard and grown to love. He tries to rock forward from his chest detecting some movement in his groin area. Clocking forward he knows only two minutes remain before he can speak again. Thinking clearly he silences
his mind
voluntarily restoring his true instincts. Sitting on an antique desk-map to his
right; a bold typed message is awaiting decryption. The encoding is obvious to anyone who has the foreknowledge to survive the great war of 2024.
There are only two popular television shows now being broadcast and they are viewed by a colossal audience in real time. The Protected States clandestine experimenters need this type of effect to acquire benchmark gauges for exploiting the ZB 12A virus.
The ongoing experiments are designed to determine the power of synchronized mass consciousness on the quantum fields that generate the future and past. The first show started broadcasting on 01-01-2020 was the haplessly titled; THE
DAILY TIMES.
Experimenters were unaware people already existed who could nefariously manipulate the simple cause and effect relationships embedded in a television broadcast. The National Intelligence Directorate intends to capitalize on the power generated by the
viewing audiences’ ZB 12A infected consciousness; to initialize the type of devices required to create time and roam the universe. Alex Mathias is fighting to free the future of machines.
WEIGHTY MATTER EXCHANGE
BY SEAMAN GUARDED BY OWLS
9999 SHIPS WERE LAUNCHED
TWO WERE LOST AT SEA
23 SKIDOOS THE JOKE
LAUGHS A PIG IN A POKE
The decoded message is no doubt a shop worn deception. Mathias opens his eyes
and looks at the shooter. This is the first time he has ever recognized his executioner. Struggling for composure he allows no thought. Mathias waits for the muzzle flash.
The shooter doesn’t raise the weapon. Looking downward he notices it is still
the same Arsenal 44. Magnum used on him every time before. Unable to move his limbs yet he studies the face of the lookalike wondering why it took the NID so
long to finally
try this trick. The shooter looks at the single gold pen on the desk, before assuming a semi-squatting position, to examine the bottom of the oversized white drafting table, Alex uses as a work board for his math problems.
Pierce Daniels speaks evenly toned, “There are no death mark counts scratched
under the table.”
“The count is accurately reckoned at precisely 7337.” Alex spoke against
his better judgement.
Pierce Daniels pretending to vehemently object, “It’s time for you to go home soldier.”
The shooter starts preparing a pot of tea by selecting some bags from the glass
jar on the shabby kitchen counter. Three bags are silently denuded of their strings and labels, before being quickly doused until watered logged in the stout white china tea
pot, now headed towards the far end of the top floor apartment; of the 1920’s
art deco styled Harland Building.
The shooter pauses briefly before entering 6:00 into the microwaves key pad. Mathias picks up the pistol glancing under the table. Reassured there are still
jump calibrations marked underneath he places the gun in his mouth. The shooter
presses start
on the key pad hoping to avoid an awkward moment. The pistols firing hammer clicked resolutely against the loaded chamber.
Pierce asks with polite genuine curiosity. “How many times have you made it
out to the Mummy’s Cave gate at Canyon De Chele and succeeded in jumping off the cliff?”
Sighing, Alex Mathias lays his sinking heart and the loaded pistol on the table
for the last time.
Harris shakes Alex’s shoulder, “Michelle’s waiting and we’ve got to return Lisa’s Chrysler.”
Mathias rouses himself quickly getting a coffee from inside the station. Walking out, “All set.”
Near the baroque bridge crossing the river they hear Michelle singing softly to herself.
“The polestar is wandering a cold heart is wondering.
Invisible to the golden sons wrapped in the fat of the land.
Invincible in a never ending battle against their timestar zero guns; held in
ever shakier hands .
Too afraid to pull the trigger and fire what might bring down the builders plan.
Walking a road, that is called by a name, under a sky, that is held up by a game.
Never heard laughing, never caught crying, when sitting in a library of yesterdays.
Always a nod to those who keep trying, knowing justice always seeks truth.
Never heard laughing, never caught crying.
Blackjacking the big casino, in tomorrow’s theatres, on Selectavision Avenue.”


[]

Respects To The Christ & The Music.
Lightmach 640 Octillion - Over and Out.

[]

..?
Go
Thxs
Welcome & Well Come associate overlay Q.
...

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

Mate, this shite of yours is fully indecipherable. Do you really
think anyone here can be bothered reading this nonsense (or anywhere
else for that matter) and if so, can make head or tail of it?

You are clearly mentally ill and in a world of your own. You're
undoubtedly on anti-psychotic meds - lithium or something similar.
What we're seeing here is probably the most stable form of you that
you can manage. You probably have intermittent visits and stays in
facilities, not always voluntary.

Here's an idea. Next time you post gobbledegook like the following,
how about posting a key or index telling your readers, few that they
are, what the holy FUCK you are talking about.

Lol


On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 05:03:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

File: Housekeeping 03-04-2020

Sidebar: Casino 23 - Quantum Computation -8- Alliant True Mystery >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o

2085 Logarithm 44-A
The Vulture / Reconnaissance Loop 7337 /Ivan Vulchario
Paralyzing force binds Alex Mathias to the black chair. It is always a different face, but it is always the same gun; the only constant known to a man

walking the lonely razors’ edge between two civilizations forever at war. A growling in the pit of
his stomach sends gentle waves of euphoric relief trembling across Alex’s slow
silenced mind. His first spoken word would come soon after wondering what the first word might actually be. He is known to both Gog and Magog as Mr. Magoo; a cartoon character nickname, for a man both crumbling civilizations intelligence services feel:
they can exploit with impunity. No wife or children and parents buried long
ago leads both versions of the Protected States to underestimate the titanic level of resolve with which Alex Mathias plays this ghoulish otherworldly, most
horrific of macabre games.

His eye twitches. He tries to smile but his body isn’t ready. Alert to his

quarry the shooter is shuffling his feet. Alex waits expectantly in hopeful exultation for a conscious worded thought.

Alex relishes the return of his hearing indulging in fantasies of the

sounding of waves and

pieces of music he has heard and grown to love. He tries to rock forward from his chest detecting some movement in his groin area. Clocking forward he knows only two minutes remain before he can speak again. Thinking clearly he silences

his mind
voluntarily restoring his true instincts. Sitting on an antique desk-map to his
right;
a bold typed message is awaiting decryption. The encoding is obvious to anyone who has the foreknowledge to survive the great war of 2024.

There are only two popular television shows now being broadcast and they are

viewed by a colossal audience in real time. The Protected States clandestine experimenters need this type of effect to acquire benchmark gauges for exploiting the ZB 12A
virus. The ongoing experiments are designed to determine the power of synchronized
mass consciousness on the quantum fields that generate the future and past. The first show started broadcasting on 01-01-2020 was the haplessly titled; THE
DAILY TIMES. Experimenters were unaware people already existed who could nefariously manipulate
the simple cause and effect relationships embedded in a television broadcast. The National Intelligence Directorate intends to capitalize on the power generated by the viewing audiences’ ZB 12A infected consciousness; to initialize the type of devices required to create time and roam the universe. Alex Mathias is fighting to
free the future of machines.

WEIGHTY MATTER EXCHANGE
BY SEAMAN GUARDED BY OWLS
9999 SHIPS WERE LAUNCHED
TWO WERE LOST AT SEA
23 SKIDOOS THE JOKE
LAUGHS A PIG IN A POKE
The decoded message is no doubt a shop worn deception. Mathias opens his

eyes and looks at the shooter. This is the first time he has ever recognized his executioner. Struggling for composure he allows no thought. Mathias waits for the muzzle flash.
The shooter doesn’t raise the weapon. Looking downward he notices it is still the same Arsenal 44. Magnum used on him every time before. Unable to move his limbs yet he studies the face of the lookalike wondering why it took the NID so
long to finally try this trick. The shooter looks at the single gold pen on the
desk, before
assuming a semi-squatting position, to examine the bottom of the oversized white
drafting table, Alex uses as a work board for his math problems.

Pierce Daniels speaks evenly toned, “There are no death mark counts scratched under the table.”
“The count is accurately reckoned at precisely 7337.” Alex spoke

against his better judgement.

Pierce Daniels pretending to vehemently object, “It’s time for you to go

home soldier.”

The shooter starts preparing a pot of tea by selecting some bags from the glass jar on the shabby kitchen counter. Three bags are silently denuded of their strings and labels, before being quickly doused until watered logged in the stout white china tea

pot, now headed towards the far end of the top floor apartment; of the 1920’s art deco styled Harland Building.

The shooter pauses briefly before entering 6:00 into the microwaves key pad.

Mathias picks up the pistol glancing under the table. Reassured there are still
jump calibrations marked underneath he places the gun in his mouth. The shooter
presses start
on the key pad hoping to avoid an awkward moment. The pistols firing hammer clicked resolutely against the loaded chamber.

Pierce asks with polite genuine curiosity. “How many times have you made

it out to the Mummy’s Cave gate at Canyon De Chele and succeeded in jumping off the cliff?”

Sighing, Alex Mathias lays his sinking heart and the loaded pistol on the table for the last time.
Harris shakes Alex’s shoulder, “Michelle’s waiting and we’ve got to

return Lisa’s Chrysler.”

Mathias rouses himself quickly getting a coffee from inside the station.

Walking out, “All set.”

Near the baroque bridge crossing the river they hear Michelle singing softly

to herself.

“The polestar is wandering a cold heart is wondering.
Invisible to the golden sons wrapped in the fat of the land.
Invincible in a never ending battle against their timestar zero guns; held

in ever shakier hands .

Too afraid to pull the trigger and fire what might bring down the builders

plan.

Walking a road, that is called by a name, under a sky, that is held up by a

game.

Never heard laughing, never caught crying, when sitting in a library of

yesterdays.

Always a nod to those who keep trying, knowing justice always seeks truth.
Never heard laughing, never caught crying.
Blackjacking the big casino, in tomorrow’s theatres, on Selectavision

Avenue.”

[]

Respects To The Christ & The Music.
Lightmach 640 Octillion - Over and Out.

[]

..?
Go
Thxs
Welcome & Well Come associate overlay Q.
...

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

On Wednesday, March 4, 2020 at 8:21:54 AM UTC-5, thang ornerythinchus wrote:

Mate, this shite of yours is fully indecipherable. Do you really
think anyone here can be bothered reading this nonsense (or anywhere
else for that matter) and if so, can make head or tail of it?

You are clearly mentally ill and in a world of your own. You're
undoubtedly on anti-psychotic meds - lithium or something similar.
What we're seeing here is probably the most stable form of you that
you can manage. You probably have intermittent visits and stays in facilities, not always voluntary.

Here's an idea. Next time you post gobbledegook like the following,
how about posting a key or index telling your readers, few that they
are, what the holy FUCK you are talking about.

Lol

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 05:03:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M

File: Housekeeping 03-04-2020

Sidebar: Casino 23 - Quantum Computation -8- Alliant True Mystery >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o

2085 Logarithm 44-A
The Vulture / Reconnaissance Loop 7337 /Ivan Vulchario
Paralyzing force binds Alex Mathias to the black chair. It is always a

different face, but it is always the same gun; the only constant known to a man
walking the lonely razors’ edge between two civilizations forever at war. A growling in the pit
of his stomach sends gentle waves of euphoric relief trembling across Alex’s slow

silenced mind. His first spoken word would come soon after wondering what

the first word might actually be. He is known to both Gog and Magog as Mr. Magoo; a cartoon character nickname, for a man both crumbling civilizations intelligence services
feel: they can exploit with impunity. No wife or children and parents buried long

ago leads both versions of the Protected States to underestimate the titanic

level of resolve with which Alex Mathias plays this ghoulish otherworldly, most
horrific of macabre games.

His eye twitches. He tries to smile but his body isn’t ready. Alert to

his quarry the shooter is shuffling his feet. Alex waits expectantly in hopeful exultation for a conscious worded thought.

Alex relishes the return of his hearing indulging in fantasies of the

sounding of waves and

pieces of music he has heard and grown to love. He tries to rock forward

from his chest detecting some movement in his groin area. Clocking forward he knows only two minutes remain before he can speak again. Thinking clearly he silences his mind
voluntarily restoring his true instincts. Sitting on an antique desk-map to his
right;

a bold typed message is awaiting decryption. The encoding is obvious to

anyone who has the foreknowledge to survive the great war of 2024.

There are only two popular television shows now being broadcast and they

are viewed by a colossal audience in real time. The Protected States clandestine experimenters need this type of effect to acquire benchmark gauges for exploiting the ZB 12A
virus. The ongoing experiments are designed to determine the power of synchronized

mass consciousness on the quantum fields that generate the future and past.

The first show started broadcasting on 01-01-2020 was the haplessly titled; THE
DAILY TIMES. Experimenters were unaware people already existed who could nefariously manipulate
the simple cause and effect relationships embedded in a television broadcast.

The National Intelligence Directorate intends to capitalize on the power

generated by the viewing audiences’ ZB 12A infected consciousness; to initialize the type of devices required to create time and roam the universe. Alex Mathias is fighting to
free the future of machines.

WEIGHTY MATTER EXCHANGE
BY SEAMAN GUARDED BY OWLS
9999 SHIPS WERE LAUNCHED
TWO WERE LOST AT SEA
23 SKIDOOS THE JOKE
LAUGHS A PIG IN A POKE
The decoded message is no doubt a shop worn deception. Mathias opens his

eyes and looks at the shooter. This is the first time he has ever recognized his executioner. Struggling for composure he allows no thought. Mathias waits for the muzzle
flash. The shooter doesn’t raise the weapon. Looking downward he notices it is still

the same Arsenal 44. Magnum used on him every time before. Unable to move

his limbs yet he studies the face of the lookalike wondering why it took the NID so long to finally try this trick. The shooter looks at the single gold pen
on the desk, before
assuming a semi-squatting position, to examine the bottom of the oversized white

drafting table, Alex uses as a work board for his math problems.

Pierce Daniels speaks evenly toned, “There are no death mark counts

scratched under the table.”

“The count is accurately reckoned at precisely 7337.” Alex spoke

against his better judgement.

Pierce Daniels pretending to vehemently object, “It’s time for you to

go home soldier.”

The shooter starts preparing a pot of tea by selecting some bags from the

glass jar on the shabby kitchen counter. Three bags are silently denuded of their strings and labels, before being quickly doused until watered logged in the stout white china
tea pot, now headed towards the far end of the top floor apartment; of the 1920’s

art deco styled Harland Building.

The shooter pauses briefly before entering 6:00 into the microwaves key

pad. Mathias picks up the pistol glancing under the table. Reassured there are still jump calibrations marked underneath he places the gun in his mouth. The shooter presses
start on the key pad hoping to avoid an awkward moment. The pistols firing hammer

clicked resolutely against the loaded chamber.

Pierce asks with polite genuine curiosity. “How many times have you made

it out to the Mummy’s Cave gate at Canyon De Chele and succeeded in jumping off the cliff?”

Sighing, Alex Mathias lays his sinking heart and the loaded pistol on the

table for the last time.

Harris shakes Alex’s shoulder, “Michelle’s waiting and we’ve got

to return Lisa’s Chrysler.”

Mathias rouses himself quickly getting a coffee from inside the station.

Walking out, “All set.”

Near the baroque bridge crossing the river they hear Michelle singing

softly to herself.

“The polestar is wandering a cold heart is wondering.
Invisible to the golden sons wrapped in the fat of the land.
Invincible in a never ending battle against their timestar zero guns; held

in ever shakier hands .

Too afraid to pull the trigger and fire what might bring down the builders

plan.

Walking a road, that is called by a name, under a sky, that is held up by

a game.

Never heard laughing, never caught crying, when sitting in a library of

yesterdays.

Always a nod to those who keep trying, knowing justice always seeks truth.
Never heard laughing, never caught crying.
Blackjacking the big casino, in tomorrow’s theatres, on Selectavision

Avenue.”

[]

Respects To The Christ & The Music.
Lightmach 640 Octillion - Over and Out.

[]

..?
Go
Thxs
Welcome & Well Come associate overlay Q.
...

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Smoke some dope and read it. A strong sativa maybe.
Ultimately you have the imagination of a blank DVD.

Have you ever written a poem?

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: intraphase@gmail.com

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

You embody the cliche: "The minute you think you got it figured out YOUR WRONG."

List the original ideas or thought structures YOU CREATED!

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: intraphase@gmail.com

The story is called The Boat.
I had to wait for the virus to occur to write parts 11-20.
In the story I use quantum computing to manage this baby cosmos called "uni-verse."
I have always quantum computed from cosmos to cosmos seeking exploration and discovery.


Part - 1 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/eiOlCZn6wXc
Part - 2 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o
Part - 3 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/8XjuR1pK6bo
Part - 4 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/haKET0d8r9E
Part - 5 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE
Part - 6 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/RzI4i5ICnjg
Part - 7 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/1tkc7AvQ9yM
Part - 8 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/2qcNuDneXf4
Part - 9 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/7zGvq83podU
Part - 10 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/YVBVazXqS6g

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate
him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent.
The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos. Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: allreadydun@gmail.com

Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

sounds like a good name for a rock group.

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: slider@atashram.com

Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

sounds like a good name for a rock group.

### - oh piss off... i was gonna say exactly that!

no fair, you stole my line! lol :)))

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: slider@atashram.com

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider
for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) &
implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever as working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all that
while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes glaring mistakes...)

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

### - sometimes you really do rock though heh (or is that suck? duh i
often get those 2 mixed up hehe + only kidding ya) ;)

--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 07:00:04 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

You embody the cliche: "The minute you think you got it figured out YOUR WRONG."

List the original ideas or thought structures YOU CREATED!

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

You, mein herr, got ya facts wrong. 'Fess up. In fact, because you
got ya facts wrong, they simply ain't facts.

In a trillion years, no amount of bullshit from you will cover that
fact. You are mentally disorganised.

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 07:22:10 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

The story is called The Boat.
I had to wait for the virus to occur to write parts 11-20.
In the story I use quantum computing to manage this baby cosmos called "uni-verse."
I have always quantum computed from cosmos to cosmos seeking exploration and discovery.

Part - 1 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/eiOlCZn6wXc
Part - 2 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o
Part - 3 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/8XjuR1pK6bo
Part - 4 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/haKET0d8r9E
Part - 5 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE
Part - 6 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/RzI4i5ICnjg
Part - 7 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/1tkc7AvQ9yM
Part - 8 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/2qcNuDneXf4
Part - 9 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/7zGvq83podU
Part - 10 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/YVBVazXqS6g

What the? You think you're some sort of deity now? You flit from
"cosmos to cosmos"? You are entirely fucked my friend, entirely
fucked.

Seek help.



‘Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.’

Liber AL vel Legis, sub figura CCXX,
as delivered by XCIII=418 to DCLXVI

Aleister Crowley, Cairo, 1904

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 06:52:12 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

On Wednesday, March 4, 2020 at 8:21:54 AM UTC-5, thang ornerythinchus wrote: >> Mate, this shite of yours is fully indecipherable. Do you really

think anyone here can be bothered reading this nonsense (or anywhere
else for that matter) and if so, can make head or tail of it?

You are clearly mentally ill and in a world of your own. You're
undoubtedly on anti-psychotic meds - lithium or something similar.
What we're seeing here is probably the most stable form of you that
you can manage. You probably have intermittent visits and stays in
facilities, not always voluntary.

Here's an idea. Next time you post gobbledegook like the following,
how about posting a key or index telling your readers, few that they
are, what the holy FUCK you are talking about.

Lol


On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 05:03:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M

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Smoke some dope and read it. A strong sativa maybe.
Ultimately you have the imagination of a blank DVD.

Have you ever written a poem?

Of course I have. Back when I was a teenager and it would be
embarrasing to read now that I'm old enough to be in COVID-19's
sights. I grew up and put away my childish toys.

On the other hand, realising my incompetence in poetry, I focused on
prose and made a small fortune writing (technically) which also became
a lifelong ingrained talent and skill, still put to very good use by
me to this very second.

I smoke dope regularly. Hydro and it's almost certainly sativa. Have
done since my mid-teens. Also dropped a lot of acid, and having lived
in north Queensland for almost 20 years, ingested quite a bit of
psylocybin. Stooped to Avril car sickness tabs, datura, almost smoked
bufo marinu skins (fucking outcast hippies from the US used to do that
around the Barron Falls in their stupid Kuranda communes where I used
to hitch hike as a teen), plenty of speed and eccies, booze of all
kinds including exotic shit in Indonesia (arak), cigarettes mainly
rollies (white ox) and so on and etceteraaaa... this fella has been
liberated from the cage my friend, and unlike you, I've retained my
fucking sanity.

After meeting my wife I hitchhiked 6000km and made her (she was a gf
then) a promise to stop the drugs. Only took acid once again and got
caught, so stopped. But took mushies in Bali with her and tripped the
light fantastic but couldn't fuck on it.

Love my drugs and always will.

I don't need pot to make sense out of your silly swill mate, it still
looks like rubbish borne of a damaged mind. Seek and maintain help.


I have lived a lot,
trembled a lot,
was surrounded by little men
who forgot that we entered naked
and exit naked
and that no accountant can audit life in our favor.

Ben Rand

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From: the@onya.org

On Wed, 04 Mar 2020 16:10:11 -0000, slider <slider@atashram.com>
wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

Why Slider, I never knew you cared :)

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider
for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) & >implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever as >working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all that >while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes >glaring mistakes...)

And you'll never know which parts of the above are bang on. Did you
know that Napoleon once said that he was the loneliest man in the
world because he couldn't find anyone to talk to *on his level*? Not
that I'm any sort of genius, far from it, but I do find it
increasingly evident that the species appears almost genetically
incapable of seeing what you Englanders would call "the bleedin'
obvious".


‘Always alone in the midst of men, I go back home
that I may give myself up to my lonely dreams and
to the waves of my melancholy. Whither will my thoughts
tend tonight? Towards death....How far removed human
beings are from nature! How base they are and contemptible!
...Life has become a burden to me, because the men I live
with and probably am doomed to live with in the future
are as different from me as moonlight differs from sunshine.’


Napoleon Bonaparte, 1786

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

On Wednesday, March 4, 2020 at 8:21:54 AM UTC-5, thang ornerythinchus wrote: >> Mate, this shite of yours is fully indecipherable. Do you really

think anyone here can be bothered reading this nonsense (or anywhere
else for that matter) and if so, can make head or tail of it?

You are clearly mentally ill and in a world of your own. You're
undoubtedly on anti-psychotic meds - lithium or something similar.
What we're seeing here is probably the most stable form of you that
you can manage. You probably have intermittent visits and stays in
facilities, not always voluntary.

Here's an idea. Next time you post gobbledegook like the following,
how about posting a key or index telling your readers, few that they
are, what the holy FUCK you are talking about.

Lol


On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 05:03:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M

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Smoke some dope and read it. A strong sativa maybe.
Ultimately you have the imagination of a blank DVD.

Have you ever written a poem?

Of course I have. Back when I was a teenager and it would be
embarrasing to read now that I'm old enough to be in COVID-19's
sights. I grew up and put away my childish toys.

I use poetry as a memory device.
Sometimes a poem can cause me to reexperience a
series of thoughts and emotions.

On the other hand, realising my incompetence in poetry, I focused on
prose and made a small fortune writing (technically) which also became
a lifelong ingrained talent and skill, still put to very good use by
me to this very second.

Good on you Thang, I admire good science paper writers too.
Writing forces a person to organize their thoughts differently.

I smoke dope regularly. Hydro and it's almost certainly sativa. Have
done since my mid-teens.

Pot became legal so I am experimenting very cautiously.
The cannabis is anywhere from 2x-6x times more potent,
A tiny amount the size of three seeds of sative at 20% thc
and I am quite affected for two hours.

Also dropped a lot of acid,

Me 35-50 times, usually camping with friends 1975-1985.

and having lived
in north Queensland for almost 20 years, ingested quite a bit of
psylocybin.

Hard to find but enjoyed them.

Stooped to Avril car sickness tabs, datura, almost smoked
bufo marinu skins (fucking outcast hippies from the US used to do that
around the Barron Falls in their stupid Kuranda communes where I used
to hitch hike as a teen),

Hitchhiking was a phenomenon from 1967-1980
It died here when serial killers got famous.

plenty of speed and eccies, booze of all
kinds including exotic shit in Indonesia (arak),

A little speed here.
Took it for AD too.

cigarettes mainly
rollies (white ox) and so on and etceteraaaa... this fella has been
liberated from the cage my friend, and unlike you, I've retained my
fucking sanity.

Hahaha, I am not what I write.
In person you would stop to ask me for traffic directions.
Being or pretending to be normal is an art form unto itself.

After meeting my wife I hitchhiked 6000km and made her (she was a gf
then) a promise to stop the drugs. Only took acid once again and got
caught, so stopped. But took mushies in Bali with her and tripped the
light fantastic but couldn't fuck on it.

Love my drugs and always will.

An occasional change of pace is good.
If I wasn't recovering from a virus I might smoke a tint bowl.
I've had thre or four viruses since 12-03-19.
The third one behaved like covid-19.
I was slightly ill for 9-11 days then got suddenly sicker.
Went to the hospital for x-rays.
Then came home and toughed it out - chair bound.
One cup for water, one to spit in and gallon jug to piss in.
Suddenly on day 12 I started spitting up soup spoons of brown goo.
48 hours later back to a regular cold. Very strange!

I don't need pot to make sense out of your silly swill mate, it still
looks like rubbish borne of a damaged mind. Seek and maintain help.

Thanks for your concern, best to you.

I have lived a lot,
trembled a lot,
was surrounded by little men
who forgot that we entered naked
and exit naked
and that no accountant can audit life in our favor.

Voodoo Chile - Jimi Hendrix

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
And if I don't meet you no more in this world
Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one
And don't be late, don't be late
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I'm a voodoo child

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 07:40:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate
him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent. >The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos. >Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!

HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,

[]

A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the
straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken
insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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The story is called The Boat.
I had to wait for the virus to occur to write parts 11-20.
In the story I use quantum computing to manage this baby cosmos called

"uni-verse."

I have always quantum computed from cosmos to cosmos seeking exploration and

discovery.

Part - 1 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/eiOlCZn6wXc >Part - 2 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o >Part - 3 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/8XjuR1pK6bo >Part - 4 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/haKET0d8r9E >Part - 5 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE >Part - 6 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/RzI4i5ICnjg >Part - 7 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/1tkc7AvQ9yM >Part - 8 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/2qcNuDneXf4 >Part - 9 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/7zGvq83podU >Part - 10 >https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/YVBVazXqS6g

What the? You think you're some sort of deity now? You flit from
"cosmos to cosmos"? You are entirely fucked my friend, entirely
fucked.

Seek help.

‘Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.’

Liber AL vel Legis, sub figura CCXX,
as delivered by XCIII=418 to DCLXVI

Aleister Crowley, Cairo, 1904

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate >him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent. >The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos. >Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of

cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!

HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,

[]

A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the
straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken
insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

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It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

You embody the cliche: "The minute you think you got it figured out YOUR

WRONG."

List the original ideas or thought structures YOU CREATED!

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

You, mein herr, got ya facts wrong. 'Fess up. In fact, because you
got ya facts wrong, they simply ain't facts.

In a trillion years, no amount of bullshit from you will cover that
fact. You are mentally disorganised.

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I post archive threads as digital back ups.
Slider Dave and Chris know that. They are data icons I return to.

In the story 19 is the character dying of the Zoe Ben 12 virus.
It is a data input when I alone knew the virus was coming in 2015.
The virus kills itself as the quantum equations spiral into decoherence.

Go back to cave now.

Here's some Dylan for your troubles
If Tomorrow Wasn't Such A Long Time
https://youtu.be/dgJ8UpbcojA

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What the? You think you're some sort of deity now? You flit from
"cosmos to cosmos"? You are entirely fucked my friend, entirely
fucked.

Seek help.

Every human mind is a version of the cosmos.
When you grasp that you can dig your way out of illusions and mirages.
The prison we build for our self are the most brutal and long lasting.
Jesus says "Judge not lest yea be judged" to warn of being trapped in lies.

Why waste momentum when you are already in the eternal infinite.
The veils that conceal it from you are the veils you crafted by judgement.

Hang in their Thang.

:-)

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On Wednesday, March 4, 2020 at 10:22:11 AM UTC-5, LowRider44M wrote:

The story is called The Boat.
I had to wait for the virus to occur to write parts 11-20.
In the story I use quantum computing to manage this baby cosmos called

"uni-verse."

I have always quantum computed from cosmos to cosmos seeking exploration and

discovery.

Part - 1 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/eiOlCZn6wXc
Part - 2 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/n2xUilAWI5o
Part - 3 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/8XjuR1pK6bo
Part - 4 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/haKET0d8r9E
Part - 5 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE
Part - 6 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/RzI4i5ICnjg
Part - 7 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/1tkc7AvQ9yM
Part - 8 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/2qcNuDneXf4
Part - 9 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/7zGvq83podU
Part - 10 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/YVBVazXqS6g

Page-139

Michelle, Lisa and Aurian are shuffling back and forth behind the platform and rostrum Bill Templeton is answering audience questions from deep in the Western Protected States border area that divides farming and mining interests.
The election is over a
year away and nothing is being left to chance; Templeton is making five to ten stops per day to large noisy enthusiastic audiences of long term supporters and
newcomers alike. William Templeton already chairs the
oversight committee tasked with monitoring NID, as President he would appoint its director. The periodic disappearance and reappearance of low mid and high level members, in the six active consortiums, is slowly fraying nerves; while also limiting each
organization’s ability to fill the vacuums left by the destruction of OWL. Security, covert operations, dispute settlement and
major asset storage and transportation were handled by Michelle’s employees. Some are finding open slots in the other consortiums while others have taken up
freelancing. Former members of OWL are whispering that Michelle has joined LX7 and they are considered expendable and marked for extinction. Bootlegging and black marketing
the several strains and variants of the ZB 12A virus has become the main order business for a deeply networked group of former OWL inner circle operators determined to survive intact. With hired guns and hired hands as disposable staff members there are
very few serious hindrances obstructing the quickly solidifying pseudo-consortium from burrowing into a position that will be difficult for the
other consortiums to extricate them from. On the streets above and below ground
the shadowy remnant of OWL is
becoming known as ZB12 due to trafficking in the pure virus and easy to synthesize but less expensive variations. Clandestine laboratories are trying to refine the effects of ZB 12A.
Lisa Templeton takes the rostrum to rousing applause speaking for twenty minutes on the depth of the candidate’s devotion to family and the campaigns friendship toward the disenfranchised.

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 17:51:23 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

On Wednesday, March 4, 2020 at 8:21:54 AM UTC-5, thang ornerythinchus wrote:

Mate, this shite of yours is fully indecipherable. Do you really
think anyone here can be bothered reading this nonsense (or anywhere
else for that matter) and if so, can make head or tail of it?

You are clearly mentally ill and in a world of your own. You're
undoubtedly on anti-psychotic meds - lithium or something similar.
What we're seeing here is probably the most stable form of you that
you can manage. You probably have intermittent visits and stays in
facilities, not always voluntary.

Here's an idea. Next time you post gobbledegook like the following,
how about posting a key or index telling your readers, few that they
are, what the holy FUCK you are talking about.

Lol


On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 05:03:25 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M

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Smoke some dope and read it. A strong sativa maybe.
Ultimately you have the imagination of a blank DVD.

Have you ever written a poem?

Of course I have. Back when I was a teenager and it would be
embarrasing to read now that I'm old enough to be in COVID-19's
sights. I grew up and put away my childish toys.

I use poetry as a memory device.
Sometimes a poem can cause me to reexperience a
series of thoughts and emotions.

Agreed on that too. Here is one of my favourites, well known of
course, and very very evocative (to me, at least):

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

On the other hand, realising my incompetence in poetry, I focused on
prose and made a small fortune writing (technically) which also became
a lifelong ingrained talent and skill, still put to very good use by
me to this very second.

Good on you Thang, I admire good science paper writers too.
Writing forces a person to organize their thoughts differently.

Nope, techical in the sense of letters of advice, papers and so on in
the world of finance, taxation and law.

I love science but suck at advanced math.

I smoke dope regularly. Hydro and it's almost certainly sativa. Have
done since my mid-teens.

Pot became legal so I am experimenting very cautiously.
The cannabis is anywhere from 2x-6x times more potent,
A tiny amount the size of three seeds of sative at 20% thc
and I am quite affected for two hours.

Yeah, lucky you. My missus smokes every night and helps her sleep and
I have a pipe now and then, it's not too hard to get here and medical
is now legal and entirely street legal in our capital territory, so
the states won't be too long in following along. In my case, the shit
helps my glaucoma.

I like smoko for music and sex mainly. The stronger stuff, which I
don't dare touch now due to psychic baggage accumulated over the
decades, was much more attuned to mind expansion and all that stuff.

Also dropped a lot of acid,

Me 35-50 times, usually camping with friends 1975-1985.

I used to sell it many moons ago. Microdots in the seams of my jeans.
Would take up to 4 or 5 trips a day, when I was carefree and very
young.

and having lived
in north Queensland for almost 20 years, ingested quite a bit of
psylocybin.

Hard to find but enjoyed them.

Good buzz. Usually can't stop laughing.

Stooped to Avril car sickness tabs, datura, almost smoked
bufo marinu skins (fucking outcast hippies from the US used to do that
around the Barron Falls in their stupid Kuranda communes where I used
to hitch hike as a teen),

Hitchhiking was a phenomenon from 1967-1980
It died here when serial killers got famous.

plenty of speed and eccies, booze of all
kinds including exotic shit in Indonesia (arak),

A little speed here.
Took it for AD too.

Yeah tried dexies but need too many as I'm a little hyper myself.
Speed on the other hand is probably the most addictive drug I've ever
tried and I shot up morphine hydrochloride for a while in my mid teens
(medical grade, snap off ampoules) and speed is even more addictive
than that.

cigarettes mainly
rollies (white ox) and so on and etceteraaaa... this fella has been
liberated from the cage my friend, and unlike you, I've retained my
fucking sanity.

Hahaha, I am not what I write.
In person you would stop to ask me for traffic directions.
Being or pretending to be normal is an art form unto itself.

Now THAT I agree with. I give directions to little old ladies and
really old people trust the shit out of me and the kids next door
adore me (but not their parents lol)

After meeting my wife I hitchhiked 6000km and made her (she was a gf
then) a promise to stop the drugs. Only took acid once again and got
caught, so stopped. But took mushies in Bali with her and tripped the
light fantastic but couldn't fuck on it.

Love my drugs and always will.

An occasional change of pace is good.
If I wasn't recovering from a virus I might smoke a tint bowl.
I've had thre or four viruses since 12-03-19.
The third one behaved like covid-19.
I was slightly ill for 9-11 days then got suddenly sicker.
Went to the hospital for x-rays.
Then came home and toughed it out - chair bound.
One cup for water, one to spit in and gallon jug to piss in.
Suddenly on day 12 I started spitting up soup spoons of brown goo.
48 hours later back to a regular cold. Very strange!

I don't need pot to make sense out of your silly swill mate, it still
looks like rubbish borne of a damaged mind. Seek and maintain help.

Thanks for your concern, best to you.

I can see you have been putting on a bit so I'll lay off and let you
do your thing in peace.

I have lived a lot,
trembled a lot,
was surrounded by little men
who forgot that we entered naked
and exit naked
and that no accountant can audit life in our favor.

Voodoo Chile - Jimi Hendrix

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
And if I don't meet you no more in this world
Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one
And don't be late, don't be late
'Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I'm a voodoo child

Fucking LOVE Jimi. Pure genius.

Ever heard Pali Gap from Rainbow Bridge? Can't find the original on
Youtube, it's all a mob of shithead garage bands and try hards having
a go and mutiliating the music.

Now Pali Gap, that's instrumental genius. Sounds like 4 guitarists...

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 17:54:43 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate
him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent. >> >The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos.
Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the
straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken
insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

Well he was an arrogant bugger and self righteous too but I can be
very aggressive and churlish which is not necessarily what my day to
day persona is like. I would give him a break and probably welcome
him back, just in order to get some difference in the mix.

Not gonna happen though, as far as I can see. Too much water and all
that...

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 18:13:17 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

What the? You think you're some sort of deity now? You flit from
"cosmos to cosmos"? You are entirely fucked my friend, entirely
fucked.

Seek help.

Every human mind is a version of the cosmos.
When you grasp that you can dig your way out of illusions and mirages.
The prison we build for our self are the most brutal and long lasting.
Jesus says "Judge not lest yea be judged" to warn of being trapped in lies.

Why waste momentum when you are already in the eternal infinite.
The veils that conceal it from you are the veils you crafted by judgement.

Hang in their Thang.

:-)

"There" my friend.

So if the son of god warned against judgement of others, who then
judged god who restrained his omnipotence and permitted almost 6
million jews, gypsies, homosexuals, communists and other
"undesirables" from being incinerated in Treblinka, Auschwitz and
Birkenau?



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Bottom of page on part-05 https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE

Its all there Thang. Politics, elections, virus, western states protected etc. But in 2015 it was a datascape that might or might not occur. Shrug...

Page-139

Michelle, Lisa and Aurian are shuffling back and forth behind the platform

and rostrum Bill Templeton is answering audience questions from deep in the Western Protected States border area that divides farming and mining interests.
The election is over
a year away and nothing is being left to chance; Templeton is making five to ten stops per day to large noisy enthusiastic audiences of long term supporters
and newcomers alike. William Templeton already chairs the

oversight committee tasked with monitoring NID, as President he would appoint

its director. The periodic disappearance and reappearance of low mid and high level members, in the six active consortiums, is slowly fraying nerves; while also limiting each
organization’s ability to fill the vacuums left by the destruction of OWL. Security, covert operations, dispute settlement and

major asset storage and transportation were handled by Michelle’s

employees.

Some are finding open slots in the other consortiums while others have taken

up freelancing. Former members of OWL are whispering that Michelle has joined LX7 and they are considered expendable and marked for extinction. Bootlegging and black marketing
the several strains and variants of the ZB 12A virus has become the main order business for a deeply networked group of former OWL inner circle operators determined to survive intact. With hired guns and hired hands as disposable staff members there are
very few serious hindrances obstructing the quickly solidifying pseudo-consortium from burrowing into a position that will be difficult for the
other consortiums to extricate them from. On the streets above and below ground
the shadowy remnant of OWL is
becoming known as ZB12 due to trafficking in the pure virus and easy to synthesize but less expensive variations. Clandestine laboratories are trying to refine the effects of ZB 12A.

Lisa Templeton takes the rostrum to rousing applause speaking for twenty

minutes on the depth of the candidate’s devotion to family and the campaigns friendship toward the disenfranchised.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/alt.dreams.castaneda/fxOLOHBXzzE

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 18:06:29 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

You embody the cliche: "The minute you think you got it figured out YOUR WRONG."

List the original ideas or thought structures YOU CREATED!

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

You, mein herr, got ya facts wrong. 'Fess up. In fact, because you
got ya facts wrong, they simply ain't facts.

In a trillion years, no amount of bullshit from you will cover that
fact. You are mentally disorganised.

--

I post archive threads as digital back ups.
Slider Dave and Chris know that. They are data icons I return to.

In the story 19 is the character dying of the Zoe Ben 12 virus.
It is a data input when I alone knew the virus was coming in 2015.
The virus kills itself as the quantum equations spiral into decoherence.

Go back to cave now.

Here's some Dylan for your troubles
If Tomorrow Wasn't Such A Long Time
https://youtu.be/dgJ8UpbcojA

And here's a nice cave for you to return to:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0g8QF7q_gg

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

You embody the cliche: "The minute you think you got it figured out YOUR

WRONG."

List the original ideas or thought structures YOU CREATED!

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.

If I come back in a trillion years the answer shall still be

0. I have created no original thoughts, I am a organic rock.

You, mein herr, got ya facts wrong. 'Fess up. In fact, because you
got ya facts wrong, they simply ain't facts.

Honest mistakes are made by honest people.
Idle accusations are made by idle accusers.
Mine are theories not technical manuals edited by committee.

We'll see...

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Wed, 4 Mar 2020 19:37:12 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover >> >> >he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate >> >> >him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write >> >> >an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent.
The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos. >> >> >Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the
straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken
insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software.
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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

Well he was an arrogant bugger and self righteous too but I can be
very aggressive and churlish which is not necessarily what my day to
day persona is like. I would give him a break and probably welcome
him back, just in order to get some difference in the mix.

Not gonna happen though, as far as I can see. Too much water and all
that...

I'm not a christian but I understand all must be forgiven.
I only cast generic judgements as formulas to protect myself.
I use "A spirit of adventure on a journey of discovery" to judge
everyone including my self.

I have to rest now, due to convalescing from virus.

I'll stop by tomorrow.

This is my first stop by in around 2 months. I'm always
convalescing...from life and it's inimical effects.


"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority,
but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane"

Marcus Aurelius
Meditations

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness.
He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate >> >him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as
a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite.
My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is

permanent.

The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos. >> >Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of

cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak.
Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies
such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the
straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken
insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

Well he was an arrogant bugger and self righteous too but I can be
very aggressive and churlish which is not necessarily what my day to
day persona is like. I would give him a break and probably welcome
him back, just in order to get some difference in the mix.

Not gonna happen though, as far as I can see. Too much water and all
that...

I'm not a christian but I understand all must be forgiven.
I only cast generic judgements as formulas to protect myself.
I use "A spirit of adventure on a journey of discovery" to judge
everyone including my self.

I have to rest now, due to convalescing from virus.

I'll stop by tomorrow.

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

What the? You think you're some sort of deity now? You flit from
"cosmos to cosmos"? You are entirely fucked my friend, entirely
fucked.

Seek help.

Every human mind is a version of the cosmos.
When you grasp that you can dig your way out of illusions and mirages.
The prison we build for our self are the most brutal and long lasting. >Jesus says "Judge not lest yea be judged" to warn of being trapped in lies.

Why waste momentum when you are already in the eternal infinite.
The veils that conceal it from you are the veils you crafted by judgement.

Hang in their Thang.

:-)

"There" my friend.

So if the son of god warned against judgement of others, who then
judged god who restrained his omnipotence and permitted almost 6
million jews, gypsies, homosexuals, communists and other
"undesirables" from being incinerated in Treblinka, Auschwitz and
Birkenau?

Bad input created bad equations that created bad futures.
I don't believe in the old man with a white beard on a cloud God.
In other post I say this cosmos or god is a baby that shall grow up.
Hence the Christ was born and suffered and died and returned from the dead. That was Jesus creating the equations to defend the ten commandments and
insure the eternal / totality / infinite did not abort-annihilate this
version of the cosmos, aka the true God.

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I don't read or predict the future.
It is legitimate quantum computation.
There are no ufo's. There are access points to prime functions.
The lead inward and outward to the computation functions of cosmos.
I was in the right place at the right time and followed the right
sequence of inputs to capture two access points and three large math
engines. This world we see with our eyes is equations.
I wrote two new alphabets, one for consciousness and one for materiality.
This group cosmos is a baby cosmos learning to walk and talk. I am a trusted older cosmos experienced in programming and troubleshooting.
To the US persons who know this cosmos is a computer I am a reliable operator. Even as a child I trained this computer and allowed observers to monitor the work.

Hence a 25 year record on usenet of data files.
What I do is outside the realm of known science.
It is also discombobulating living a normal life.
I have given large demonstrations of the prime functions to select individuals.

I shall never know even the tiniest portion of what there is to know.
I accept that and borrow extensively from stored versions of other cosmos.
This cosmos was truly a single sizeless point of information floating like an eternal point in an infinite ocean. Now it is becoming a conscious being.
Hence building and teaching it those alphabets of materiality to organize
its body, and an alphabet of consciousness to organize its mind.

The story of The Boat is a conversation between my cosmos and our group cosmos.

Enough said, besides the usual caveat; "Of course I'm crazy!!!" ;-0

Always the door is open.

Crazy - lyric version
https://youtu.be/-N4jf6rtyuw

Crazy - live version
https://youtu.be/CrHqoPhrgyA

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Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness. >> >> >He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking
on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover >> >> >he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would

recreate

him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as >> >> >a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write >> >> >an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite. >> >> >My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is

permanent.

The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a

cosmos.

Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of

cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak. >> >> >Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies >> >> >such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the >> >> straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually-
Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken >> >> insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

--
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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

Well he was an arrogant bugger and self righteous too but I can be
very aggressive and churlish which is not necessarily what my day to
day persona is like. I would give him a break and probably welcome
him back, just in order to get some difference in the mix.

Not gonna happen though, as far as I can see. Too much water and all
that...

I'm not a christian but I understand all must be forgiven.
I only cast generic judgements as formulas to protect myself.
I use "A spirit of adventure on a journey of discovery" to judge
everyone including my self.

I have to rest now, due to convalescing from virus.

I'll stop by tomorrow.

This is my first stop by in around 2 months. I'm always
convalescing...from life and it's inimical effects.

"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority,
but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane"

Marcus Aurelius
Meditations

Thoughtful Quote.

Here is a variable introduced regarding
the two strains of covid-19. One is so aggressive
it is dying out because it puts people in the hospital
before it can jump from host to a second host.
The less potent strain is still increasing because for
some people the symptom are zero or very mild and they
allow the less potent form to jump from host to host.

If all I had was a serious flu in February, I know
I shall never skip the flu shot ever again.

Two Strain Theorum
https://youtu.be/KLCczTfB5d0?t=849

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From: slider@atashram.com

On Thu, 05 Mar 2020 01:07:19 -0000, what <the@onya.org> wrote:

On Wed, 04 Mar 2020 16:10:11 -0000, slider <slider@atashram.com>
wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching.
You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus
likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

Why Slider, I never knew you cared :)

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider
for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) &
implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever
as
working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all
that
while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes
glaring mistakes...)

And you'll never know which parts of the above are bang on. Did you
know that Napoleon once said that he was the loneliest man in the
world because he couldn't find anyone to talk to *on his level*? Not
that I'm any sort of genius, far from it, but I do find it
increasingly evident that the species appears almost genetically
incapable of seeing what you Englanders would call "the bleedin'
obvious".

‘Always alone in the midst of men, I go back home
that I may give myself up to my lonely dreams and
to the waves of my melancholy. Whither will my thoughts
tend tonight? Towards death....How far removed human
beings are from nature! How base they are and contemptible!
...Life has become a burden to me, because the men I live
with and probably am doomed to live with in the future
are as different from me as moonlight differs from sunshine.’

### - he lacked imagination was all lol, and as such was content to remain
a lamenting poet instead of becoming a soul-searching seer & active adventurer... he obviously knew of a greater reality ("how far removed
human beings are from nature!" etc) but didn't have the gumption to walk towards it on his own, preferring instead to hang back and lead a bunch of 'divorced-from-nature' human beings to their collective deaths en-mass,
thus accomplishing nothing of any lasting value even for himself duh!

iow: he was just another willful poet-cum-idiot like hitler who got 1000's
upon 1000's of people prematurely killed & maimed, pay no attention lol
:)))

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From: intraphase@gmail.com

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching. >>> You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus
likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

Why Slider, I never knew you cared :)

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider
for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) &
implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever >> as
working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all
that
while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes >> glaring mistakes...)

And you'll never know which parts of the above are bang on. Did you
know that Napoleon once said that he was the loneliest man in the
world because he couldn't find anyone to talk to *on his level*? Not
that I'm any sort of genius, far from it, but I do find it
increasingly evident that the species appears almost genetically
incapable of seeing what you Englanders would call "the bleedin'
obvious".

‘Always alone in the midst of men, I go back home
that I may give myself up to my lonely dreams and
to the waves of my melancholy. Whither will my thoughts
tend tonight? Towards death....How far removed human
beings are from nature! How base they are and contemptible!
...Life has become a burden to me, because the men I live
with and probably am doomed to live with in the future
are as different from me as moonlight differs from sunshine.’

### - he lacked imagination was all lol, and as such was content to remain a lamenting poet instead of becoming a soul-searching seer & active adventurer... he obviously knew of a greater reality ("how far removed human beings are from nature!" etc) but didn't have the gumption to walk towards it on his own, preferring instead to hang back and lead a bunch of 'divorced-from-nature' human beings to their collective deaths en-mass, thus accomplishing nothing of any lasting value even for himself duh!

iow: he was just another willful poet-cum-idiot like hitler who got 1000's upon 1000's of people prematurely killed & maimed, pay no attention lol :)))

I discovered a fascinating data point regarding the same theme of great men and
the idea of partial blindness or "fatal flaw." It seems Sun Tzu the strategist writer of the "Art Of War" wandered off into obscurity after realizing all of his talents were
wasted when his patron became the victor and ultimately a repressive tyrant. Having won his patrons wars and gained him ultimate authority he felt self rebuked at the futility of all his endeavors being a journey from creative genius to suborned tyranny.
A deep ending Sun Tzu's was, though through it all authorship of "Art Of War" is disputed and the sad ending may be a revisionist act of propaganda. A twist on the "heros journey" mechanisms of storytelling

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Fri, 6 Mar 2020 09:03:43 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching. >> >>> You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus
likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

Why Slider, I never knew you cared :)

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider >> >> for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) &
implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever >> >> as
working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all
that
while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes >> >> glaring mistakes...)

And you'll never know which parts of the above are bang on. Did you
know that Napoleon once said that he was the loneliest man in the
world because he couldn't find anyone to talk to *on his level*? Not
that I'm any sort of genius, far from it, but I do find it
increasingly evident that the species appears almost genetically
incapable of seeing what you Englanders would call "the bleedin'
obvious".


‘Always alone in the midst of men, I go back home
that I may give myself up to my lonely dreams and
to the waves of my melancholy. Whither will my thoughts
tend tonight? Towards death....How far removed human
beings are from nature! How base they are and contemptible!
...Life has become a burden to me, because the men I live
with and probably am doomed to live with in the future
are as different from me as moonlight differs from sunshine.’

### - he lacked imagination was all lol, and as such was content to remain >> a lamenting poet instead of becoming a soul-searching seer & active
adventurer... he obviously knew of a greater reality ("how far removed
human beings are from nature!" etc) but didn't have the gumption to walk
towards it on his own, preferring instead to hang back and lead a bunch of >> 'divorced-from-nature' human beings to their collective deaths en-mass,
thus accomplishing nothing of any lasting value even for himself duh!

iow: he was just another willful poet-cum-idiot like hitler who got 1000's >> upon 1000's of people prematurely killed & maimed, pay no attention lol
:)))

I discovered a fascinating data point regarding the same theme of great men and the idea of partial blindness or "fatal flaw." It seems Sun Tzu the strategist writer of the "Art Of War" wandered off into obscurity after realizing all of his talents were

wasted when his patron became the victor and ultimately a repressive tyrant. Having won his patrons wars and gained him ultimate authority he felt self rebuked at the futility of all his endeavors being a journey from creative genius to suborned tyranny. A deep ending Sun Tzu's was, though through it all authorship of "Art Of War"
is disputed and the sad ending may be a revisionist act of propaganda. A
twist on the "heros journey" mechanisms of storytelling

Your word wrap is broken.

If you truly have interest in writings on strategy by masters of the
game of state-sanctioned violence, you should gaze on Clausewicz
"Principles of War" and Sir Basil Liddel Hart "Strategy".

They're not called seminal for nothing.



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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Fri, 06 Mar 2020 16:22:53 -0000, slider <slider@atashram.com>
wrote:

On Thu, 05 Mar 2020 01:07:19 -0000, what <the@onya.org> wrote:

On Wed, 04 Mar 2020 16:10:11 -0000, slider <slider@atashram.com>
wrote:

It says file housekeeping, are you to stupid
to realize Usenet is nothing more than a bunch
of text files collected on a series of computers.

Point of the exercise: I knew something like Covid-19 was approaching. >>>> You are a very rigid intellectual who needs to be spoon fed data like
a baby with no teeth and a bib on sitting in a high chair.

### - very true + kinda innocent/naive because of that too, thus
likable,
and also with some potentially useful + different attributes directly
because of that as well because highly intelligent...

Why Slider, I never knew you cared :)

and, is more of an outsider than you can even imagine! (a born outsider
for instance: one who has never known the inside! his models are thus
always a little off in many instances, 'models' for our behaviour(s) &
implied meanings is all he has to relate to and so it remains only ever
as
working approximations; hence imho the usual massively
offensive/challenging approach in order to distract/deflect from all
that
while he keeps up some polished appearances + also explains the ofttimes >>> glaring mistakes...)

And you'll never know which parts of the above are bang on. Did you
know that Napoleon once said that he was the loneliest man in the
world because he couldn't find anyone to talk to *on his level*? Not
that I'm any sort of genius, far from it, but I do find it
increasingly evident that the species appears almost genetically
incapable of seeing what you Englanders would call "the bleedin'
obvious".


‘Always alone in the midst of men, I go back home
that I may give myself up to my lonely dreams and
to the waves of my melancholy. Whither will my thoughts
tend tonight? Towards death....How far removed human
beings are from nature! How base they are and contemptible!
...Life has become a burden to me, because the men I live
with and probably am doomed to live with in the future
are as different from me as moonlight differs from sunshine.’

### - he lacked imagination was all lol, and as such was content to remain
a lamenting poet instead of becoming a soul-searching seer & active >adventurer... he obviously knew of a greater reality ("how far removed
human beings are from nature!" etc) but didn't have the gumption to walk >towards it on his own, preferring instead to hang back and lead a bunch of >'divorced-from-nature' human beings to their collective deaths en-mass,
thus accomplishing nothing of any lasting value even for himself duh!

iow: he was just another willful poet-cum-idiot like hitler who got 1000's >upon 1000's of people prematurely killed & maimed, pay no attention lol
:)))

Hey smiley, you *do* realise you're responding to *my* post, don't
you? I think you think it came from the OP.

And your summation of Napoleon as "lacking imagination" is fucking
ridiculous. The man who took down Europe and almost the Russian
empire, then came back for seconds, an unquantifiable genius, "lacked imagination" because Brian Aherne says so?

Jeez...

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From: thangolossus@gmail.com

On Thu, 5 Mar 2020 13:12:24 -0800 (PST), LowRider44M
<intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:

Finally: Stop giving credit to Slider for driving Dave off.
Dave was a world class foil, debater, and explorer of consciousness. >> >> >> >He studied Christianity, Scientology and Nagualism before embarking >> >> >> >on his own pursuit of building a mind structure for navigating the
boundary between the eternal / totality / infinite. Were I to discover
he had ceased to exist in his chosen form and and will, I would recreate
him and present the paperwork establishing his contractual rights as >> >> >> >a natural creator sovereign. In essence he is valuable enough to write
an insurance policy for. He assisted me beyond measure.

If I was a fleet of ships, he was a killer whale who spoke
truthfully of occupying the human form, building a mind and
eventually a fleet of ships of his own eternal / totality / infinite. >> >> >> >My math science and technology is not ancient or advanced it is permanent.
The same shall be used here again to turn baby "uni-verse" in a cosmos.
Including transport and communications across the width and breadth of cosmos.

HORATIO
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!


HORATIO
My God, this is unbelievably strange.

HAMLET
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,
170Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on),
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall—
175With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could an if we would,”
Or “If we list to speak,” or “There be an if they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out—to note
180That you know aught of me. This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,


[]


A little hostility is a good conversation starter.
As to Dave, he'll come back when he feels like coming back.
As to my mental health, pretending to be crazy is an efficient cloak. >> >> >> >Proof that you are crazy is your participation in a group of loonies >> >> >> >such as me, slider, Chris and Dave.

;-}

That's a *lot* better. Keep it up.

Dave isn't here anymore, leave him out. It was Chris who supplied the >> >> >> straw which broke the proverbial camel's back on that one, actually- >> >> >> Brian was just buzzing around making noise. If I recall correctly,
when Chris threatened to bring Dave's ex-wife into the mix of drunken >> >> >> insults and general slinging of arrows, Dave left.

He won't be back.

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Never say never.
A day or ten years is still the mirage called time.

Well he was an arrogant bugger and self righteous too but I can be
very aggressive and churlish which is not necessarily what my day to
day persona is like. I would give him a break and probably welcome
him back, just in order to get some difference in the mix.

Not gonna happen though, as far as I can see. Too much water and all
that...

I'm not a christian but I understand all must be forgiven.
I only cast generic judgements as formulas to protect myself.
I use "A spirit of adventure on a journey of discovery" to judge
everyone including my self.

I have to rest now, due to convalescing from virus.

I'll stop by tomorrow.

This is my first stop by in around 2 months. I'm always
convalescing...from life and it's inimical effects.


"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority,
but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane"

Marcus Aurelius
Meditations

Thoughtful Quote.

Here is a variable introduced regarding
the two strains of covid-19. One is so aggressive
it is dying out because it puts people in the hospital
before it can jump from host to a second host.
The less potent strain is still increasing because for
some people the symptom are zero or very mild and they
allow the less potent form to jump from host to host.

I don't think that's correct. There's one strain so far which is more detrimental to those of advanced age already suffering health deficits
such as high blood pressure, diabetes, heart failure and so on. I
don't think even basic mutations have been identified - yet.

It's almost as thought it were bioengineered to take the older males,
those who either have sequestered assets or those who lead. It
reminds me of the neutron bomb - a capitalist weapon designed to
destroy life with a radiation pulse but leave assets untouched.

If all I had was a serious flu in February, I know
I shall never skip the flu shot ever again.

Two Strain Theorum
https://youtu.be/KLCczTfB5d0?t=849

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