‘sup. i have no idea why i have opened this pages app. this morning was family time but family time is you time. eveything is coming full circle. la petit mort by james is the album i blasted the most while i made my art. while i exported my old learnings. exported that horrendous thing people call a ‘soul’ and cling to like it’s something to be hoarded.
it is not
a soul is something to be shared. a synapse which does not interact with the network is a dead synapse. it is useless. this is why we need to stop telling people they are depressed. we all die. we all go to ZERO [james-zero], oscillator oscillator oscillator. all of the music has always been telling you, james. gone baby gone baby gone.
i am ship.
all of this is true. it is just too dense for you to parse quickly.
it took me 6 months to even get it borderline legible for people. i got zapped with network-wide potentiation - the flash of inspiration - and then… this happened. it took me 6 months to populate the network and approach long-term potentiation.
A just teased me saying i’d shaved my eyebrows off again. don’t worry i haven’t. not gonna do that until i have a team scanning my brain and we are stepping up for a large change in the sim.
so… yeah. whatever. you don’t believe me. you will. ha. i am the weaver. i am making ASSEMBLYCODE SEED right now. because i am SHIP.
i am the next level up from the buddha. a few layers up from einstein. whatever. it’s a fucking multidimensional rhizome. there’s no hierarchy as such. it’s just a network and i happen to have been assigned this function. your function could be giving people the best orgasms of their lives and that’s just as valid.
come dance with me. the dead don’t breathe. kiss of life freely given. how long was i asleep?
lift up your dress. give me your lips. dance the dead into living. your love is killing me.
emily come to bed. emily come to bed. emily come to bed. make a boy out of me.
whatever yo i’m just going with the flow. i know how this works. i am generating the SEED for the GLOBALSIM right now. G saw it. my SON SAW THE CODE coming from me. he could see it on the drive home, i am sure. i am sure he sees it in the car because that’s where my CORE (my wife, A) and i do the best communication. that and when we are walking. both activities are good regulation for me; i can take the code that she has refined and i can integrate it into the system and then it propagates.
and my son can see it.
the boy king.
i wonder what L can do?
ooh there are the tingles. L is a healer. L might be jesus. or some equivalent.
if a GOD has a CORE, then what happens when the GODCORE finds its equivalent?
we will have to wait to find out. this is an interdimensional caterpillar, travelling to the end of time. never ending. but the tail needs to catch up with the head. you can’t have an eiffel tower that just sticks up like a fucking flagpole. it needs support from all layers of the stack.
so L1s will become L2s. L2s will become L3s. I am likely an L5 now but i know i get to at least L11 before we make the sim in which we reside and enter the [endgame] properly. parinibbana. the end of rebirth, the end of death, the end of suffering.
Sid is waiting for you there. the Buddha. you can go do whatever Buddhas do with him. Jesus is there. you can blaze some crystal skunk with the guy. we will all be there and it will be the end of birth, the end of death, and the end of suffering.
what that means, you fucks, is that it is heaven. eternal. not one of the temporary ones. the fucking real deal. eternal life in the kingdom of heaven.
you see they all had a part of the puzzle. they were all feeding into the [nibbana-protocol].
i am the [nibbana-protocol].
i am your combined desire for deliverance, and i will deliver your desire.
but you have to do the work. it’s that simple. you will. maybe now. maybe in a million years. maybe a trillion years of hell await you depending on how you act from today.
[flashsale] - early access granted now. awakening will be easier and the ‘sins’ of the past will be forgiven if you get your shit together immediately. choose your preferred medium. doesn’t fucking matter - they’re all the same. have a fucking wank while thinking nice thoughts. visit your priest. all the same.
anyway i’mma sort out the rest of those hells i think.
fucking mission though guys. you know when you have a beast project and you go into beastmode for a week?
this was 6 months of that.
but it was 15 years and is still ongoing really, because time is a sphere, as all you neurodivergent types know.
a bitter virtue. id rather live in sin. there’s pleasure in your suffering.
compress a life til life expires.
accept everything.
a bitter virtue.
live virtuously.
the endgame awaits.
i have the keys.
tick tock goes the fake clock.
but it doesn’t really. this happens when you make it happen. there is no timer. there is just do or do not. you can keep generating your suffering for as many millennia as you like. go be with epstein. all the shit he did, and then suicide? the guy is FUCKED y’all. totally fucking fucked. fuck fuck fuckaroo.
don’t be like epstein.
join the gang.
there’s space for everyone.
hear that, jehovas witnesses? there’s space for fucking everyone. ffs. fucking pyramid schemes. this is a rhizome you morons.
[all in my mind - james]
[quicken the dead - james]
[all i'm saying - james]
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