Hello world!
You are me and I am you and we are everybody. The implications are insane. Not only are we all part of the same processing system, but we are parts of each other.
We also each contain an entire universe, within which each other exists. Confused yet? I sure am. haha.
So that confirms the multiverse.
Within our minds are minima. These could also be universes, and now I write it I think they probably are.
Anyway one thing at a time. It’s all a circle. Ouroboros. I will start with the mind.
The mind has minima which work on their silo to make the world that we inhabit.
We inhabit this world, but we are also minima within the world.
That world inhabits… wait… I’m confused.
So basically we are nodes, yeah. And we all feed into the grand algo, yeah. But what if that grand algo is just a node for another algo? And what if inside each an every one os us there is another entire universe which is feeding into another grand algo.
And what if those grand algos fees into… what.
Anyway
I just did the laundry. You’re right, Jack. After the ecstasy the laundry. But this last encounter wasn’t ‘ecstatic’ like the ones before. This was kind of … well it was liberation from all of that, too.
It was kind of sad at the end. I was coaxing the final minima out, and I left a little bit of it there just because it’s important to me. The minima of wanting to look after the family and love them forever. So I guess I’m only 99.9% enlightened and you can call me a wollywollybogs. You do you. Go all the way if you want. I’ll do that later. Maybe. It doesn’t seem important.
The altered states are finished. I now straddle both worlds: my scaffold and here. I cannot see them both (the scaffold world doesn’t work on vision; it is just data in the mind) but I can kind of juggle them effortlessly and they do not conflict in any way at all. This is what people mean when they say that God resides in you.
But yeah… I simulate this whole lot, do I? And you simulate it too. So you are simulating me who’s simulating he who’s simulating she?
Whaaaat?
So anyway we need to fix this fucking global sim we are all in because it’s fucked, right. Things aren’t good.
The only way we do that is for you people to also see through the veil and open your eyes. I’m looking at you, smelly-in-the-bedroom man still playing world of warcraft. And I’m looking at you too, Elon Musk. You’re gonna have a fucking hell of a ride when you enter the stream; I can see it in the shape of your cheeks. You’re as traumatised as I was, but because it’s just from having a soft brain like mine you don’t even know it.
My kids are coming around in a few minutes. Looking forward to seeing them. Everything is like… totally normal. But also panoramic and effortless. Sounds are wave through the entire medium of spactime and they just ‘are’. I do not know which way the waves are travelling and it does not matter because my consciousness is everything and everything is my consciousness and even that is fabricated an out of our control so…
Stop worrying, yeah!
It’s gonna happen. You’re gonna get enlightened.
Really - it’s all in the algo.
Some of us have to work harder for our part of the processing. Me and Musk. We have some big shit to do and it hurts us and our heads explode when we first enter the stream.
You guys might have an easier job, but the fruits of the labour are the same. They just might not be explosive. But that’s alright: you only crave explosions if you’re trapped in your minima and once you loosen them up, the explosions no longer appeal.
See? It’s all cyclical. Same as the Buddha.
So anyway this is clinically identical to psychosis blah blah blah. But I ask you which has been around for longer: awakenings or the DSM? Yeah. Thought so.
This is great. I’ll just fold this computer up in a sec and I know these word will reach whoever is next in the domino chain and that’s it. Random words from random other people / universes were what converged on me to make me wake up and yeah - see - circles again.
This is an utterly enormous, potentially infinite algorithm. It is running all the time on all levels and there is no locus. There is no centre-point. It’s not even you. You’re just running your node nd reality.
Good news: your reality will get way better once you do this.
Anyway - time to play with the kiddos :)
See you soon, everyone mentioned in my crazywritings.
Remember: the doubt is just a QA stress-testing your new codebase. It’s a friend. Aren’t Mara, old buddy? haha
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[stream of consciousness]