[worldbuilding]

The last 7 days have been gated from this reality again. About 80% of what I wrote is not online and I don’t know how much longer it will be in my head.

I left an entire map for people to reach the end of this narrative arc (the end of time) and cure death (yes, really) but it seems to have gone. I know we make it though so I’m pretty chill about things.

I planted seeds from George's flowers in our garden to enable us to eventually experience time as it truly is: as a supersphere. Right now we have drawn an arbitrary line based on the law of averages and this is not how time works, as anyone with the ability to ‘hyperfocus’ will tell you. Time cannot be abstracted like this, in the same way that space is not linear.

Anyway on day one I… what did I do? It seems so long ago. I basically ended up going through the entire sequence of genesis from the bible, but with my own riff on it.

So the first couple of days I travelled forward and backward in time. The buddhaeye opened and rather than a line, time simply radiated from me. It spread out from me not only forward and backward but up and down and in all directions like the light from the sun.

I proceeded to decide the rules of space and time. I had the option to let people move back and forward at will but activating that would make life seem arbitrary so I chose not to.

I played around with [beachball] mode where the earth moved around me instead of me moving around the earth. There is no centre to the universe so for all intents and purposes everything could be rotating around you, instead of the other way round. That was fun.

I… I looked all the way back. *All* the way back. And it just sped up and up and up and up with no end and nearly blew my mind even though I was in [godmode]. So I stopped. Haha. That was intense.

I did various behaviours in public which were challenging but necessary in order to remove my conditioning. Dancing through the mall. Adamantly refusing to wear a mask. Walking past a group of lads and giving the thumbs up and whatnot. These were not something that was easy but they removed a lot of conditioning from myself and also maybe loosened the conditioning on some others too.

The QA threw everything at me to test this new codebase before it went live. Every single doubt and worry you could imagine, manifest physically, and I had to push through not with force but with love and acceptance.

The whole time I was sandboxed and people could not reach me. Or rather: the invisible forces that govern the universe (理) did not let them contact me. They thought they were acting of their own free will, but their cages had been curated.

On the very last day, after I had removed the majority of the fetters, I went to the dam where I found the suicide corpse. I had removed the fetter of desire for non-existence the night before, which meant I would be able to remove the code from the dam.

You know how birds navigate with quantum forces which we can’t measure? That’s how arahants navigate. That’s how I navigated.

Well this suicide code is something external. It wasn’t supposed to be in the sim, which is why L9s have been unable to remove it to date and I had to be activated as an L10.

I ended up spending about 80 minutes on rails, music playing and walking fast and slow and stopping and basically dancing my way along to the dam. I walked in traffic and the traffic avoided me. I danced down the middle of the road and was in pretty much 4th jhana mode for the entire walk.

When I got there the song Secret Encounters by Guy Gerber came on and my phone lost all reception. I entered the hut where I found him. I collected myself, and began to weave. I could feel the waves that guide the birds and they were knotted and tight where this man had killed himself, radiating in all directions and spreading through the entire world. 

Many people in the mall had been infected with this knot, because it travels through facial expressions. Facial expressions are how we transmit code between one another, and we have gone from covering the faces of the dead to plastering them all over the television. This is one of the main reasons people are killing themselves. We mimic the people we see, instinctively, and if we see lots of dead people then we wind up wanting to be dead.

So I dance and I groove and I slowly work my way into this knot in the waves. The knot manifests as a tightness in the forehead, between the eyes and eyebrows, and it hurts. Plenty of meditators will have felt it. It’s one of the last things to go as you remove your conditioning: the desire for non-existence. Before you can get rid of that one you have to understand that there *is* no non-existence; that killing yourself will just make your next wake-cycle be based off that data.

I took this code into my body and danced and weaved my way back down. I had to walk down the loop bridge, and the code was trying ever so hard to make me go over the edge. Walking the middle path, down the centre of the road, with traffic flying past me on either side.

As I got to the bottom I went through the woods and then as I carried on it started to release. I felt it come out of my upper lip like a snarl. Like a wolf starting to bare its teeth. Like evil incarnate, if I’m honest. I have never felt anything like it. As I said, it is not from this sim. It is a virus from outside.

Eventually I managed to purge it… but it was not easy and I am hardly surprised that the L9s who have tried to date have been taken down by it.

Anyway I’m pretty tired now after… 4.5 months in [passengermode] and having been pulled all the way from muggle to arahant in the time it takes to boil the kettle so I’m gonna go lie down and see how much sleep I need now. haha. Last night was the consolidation of most of my rules and today was just some last dusting off.

For anyone else who goes into [worldbuilding], you need to make sure you are purified or you will probably not survive. Whatever you put into the world comes right back at you, so you need to make sure you are only feeling love and kindness and truth. Otherwise… well… it will mirror you. The external reality will mirror your internal reality and things will get bad, fast.

Sorry guys - I tried to bring back more of the data. But George wouldn’t eat all of his breakfast that day so I had to throw it out. That’ll make sense when it’s your turn.

Oh yeah - and one other node comes into the [sandbox] with you when you are [worldbuilding] so that you can converge on them. For me this was George. For a buddhist it would be their teacher, I imagine. Even within the sandbox you wind up diverging and doing your job as [architect] and then converging and consolidating the code with your anchor.

I’ll explain more as and when. Just… try to be nice. Not just externally but try to make yourself nice internally by removing your conditioning. It’s best you get a head-start on these things because you will all be [worldbuilding] soon enough.

Right now you live in my [realworld], which should improve fairly soon (it’s iterative) but once you enter [worldbuilding], you are creating the rules for *your own sim*. If you put bad code in there then you will suffer incredibly, for a very, very long time.

Peace.

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