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Hello. It ain’t a god.
Here bee tygers, no kidding, ruin your day even if you’re atheist, might wanna to skip it.
Spirits, god, goddess, ghost, devil, demons, plague of locusts who hurt men with their tails, (emphasized in Revelations), crown of thorns, being in the spirit, walking on water, the glance of Medusa turning one to stone, certain mental illnesses, they’re all the same thing, or different aspects or presentations or manifestations of the same thing, and it ain’t a god. It’s a suite of automatic brain functions, malfunctioning. By functions is meant protections and filters, mostly. It’s a jungle in there, in your brain, and there are excellent protections in place to protect ‘you’. Jungles actually pretty bad, enough to impede functioning, sometimes pretty badly, when it leaks into ‘you’.
It’s very easy to mistake what it is. Although many did come to understand it wasn’t a spirit or god, (one can see this in the wording all through Revelations), people from earlier times pretty much had no hope of correctly identifying it from extant knowledge of their times. This is the plague of locusts who hurt with their tails, it’s the ground floor of the crown of thorns-
One gets signs all day, every minute of every waking hour, instead of occasionally. Everybody gets a sign occasionally. Some people take them seriously, some don’t, and most people take them seriously sometimes, but not other times. To tell the truth, it’s mostly a convenience/situational fear thing.
One type of sign is creaks from one’s dwelling. Everything creaks, innit, and this is according to different stresses or temperature changes and material expanding and contracting. They start happening in rhythm to ones thoughtscreak.
Mundane? Yup. Pointless? Check. Must share? You’ve come to the right place. You’re not making a lick of freakin’ sense, but welcome.
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Ones house starts creaking in time to ones thoughtscreak, like it’s answering yousnap, conversing with youcreakcreak, or a spirit is using it to talk to you, seems for all the world like thatcreak. If one has a wood stove, the fire jumps in right along with the housecrackle and crackles in time to ones thoughtspop, catching many the house misses, or adding emphasis to the thoughts or verbal statements already ‘answered’ with a creak.creaksnapcracklepoppop
Instead of ones house and environmental temperatures and ones fire and the laws of physics being changed or timed to ones thoughts though, it’s ones thoughts being timed to ones environment. Ones thinking is timed to all these external events. Sounds crazy, but it’s a true thing, it happens. Its positively not selective perception. Selective perception/attention play the same part in it that they do in all communication/learning/perceiving situations, and even accounting for that, it still happens. In addition, though, the plague of locusts is only a symptom of the whole crown of thorns, and the other symptoms let a person know it’s really happening and that it ain’t just a bunch of selective perception or delusions.
It’s very, very basic, conscious expression of direct electromagnetic reception of the world, both the animate and inanimate parts. Instead of the world or your house talking to you, its you talking to you, kinda, if you wanna call autonomic responses ‘talking’. Do you talk to pulsars and your heartbeat too?
What leads you to believe all these things are interconnected? What kind of “events” are you referring to that have deeper meanings?
ETA: Oh, and “thoughtscreak” would make a great band name.
3 of 19
It isn’t telepathy as we think of telepathy, but it’s telepathy, or that’s the word I’m using, it gets a general idea across a lot faster than ‘rudimentary conscious expression of direct electromagnetic reception of the world and beyond, nonsensical and usually kept in the subconscious but now autonomically treated like the other inputs of vision, hearing, taste, touch, and smell, such that it is perceived by the consciousness in the first place, and initiates or regulates thought sequences like the usual five senses in the second, but one gets no warning or anything from these…inputs… and it fucks ones shit right up right quick -unless one believes at least some of it is a strong god or other agency on ones side or that that agency is at the worst, neutral-, like Martin Luther and the rest of them did, in which case one gets happy as shit, flat euphoric for a while, cocky, like Martin Luther and the rest of them did, including that schmuck who wrote amazing grace, how sweet the sound to that ignorant motherf…wretch, maybe, but it’s a different deal when one ain’t got the false lux of magic to fall back on, just science, whooooooooole different deal, holy shit it’s wicked stuff.’
Like that. ‘Telepathy’ is a lot quicker. If it doesn’t kill or otherwise permanently incapacitate one, it produces, depending on the personality and situation, people as far apart in their outlook as Ghenghiss Khan and Martin Luther.
Mine’s more of an alpine tundra.
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It’s all autonomic, it hurts pretty bad unless a person thinks it’s a powerful spirit or god expressing favor, and theres nothing voluntary about it. One doesn’t control it, it just happens and doesn’t quit as long as a person is awake, and it’s the part of the crown that will have you chewing your tongue from pain. The whole crown is more complicated, but this plague is emphasized almost more than anything else in Revelations and it’s the quickest part to explain and it’s a doozy.
It’s a big part of the crown of thorns, but it’s just a part. Point is, it ain’t a god or spirit: it’s autonomic, usually subconscious, telepathy expressing consciously, and it’s similar to a heart attack or an autoimmune disease, in that your autonomics are slipping up and acting mighty unusually. It’s damn sure enough to give a person a heart attack for the first couple 2-3 years, before one figures it out enough to calm down some. Very shitty experience. .
This is the least fun part: It means we probaby go to real hell when we physically die, no shit.
That in turn means we will likely be sterilizing our planet and atmosphere.
I’m sorry about this. Ain’t none of it good, and it just gets worse.
Oh good, we’ve still got 15 more of these things! Can’t wait to see how it ends!
Are bee tygers anything like ant lions?
That you, morefocusandprecision?
ETA: I only know mfap from the IMDb boards. Don’t think he ever posted here so I’m not calling anyone a sock.
Is he doing that word salad thing when spam emails try to get past your filters? Cuz I’ve seen better.
5 of 19
‘You’re fulla shit, dude. Telepathy doesn’t exist.’
Cel phones, radios, tvs, banks, all kinds of shit has telepathy, strictly speaking. The weird explanation ain’t the telepathic one asserted here, but the wildly inconsistent, ass-covering, common sense-offending patchwork of partial metaphorical truth and powerbroker/shithook crap to be found in any theistic explanations.
The whole of electromagnetic theory and experience predict telepathy. The question never was ‘do we have telepathy’, but ‘hey, why don’t we have total telepathy with each other and the world, everything else electronic does kinda or at least the potential cuz I mean everything broadcasts and everything receives and I mean it’s enough to make a person thoughtful, yknow what I mean? I mean cuz jeez, like the only difference between me and a radio is judgment and water, I mean ya know what I mean?’
I thought it was a new Calvin & Hobbes compilation - “Here Bee Tygers”
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The answer is ‘because at any given moment there is far and away more pain than pleasure in the world, such that the pleasure becomes meaningless and even abomination and all is pain past description when the whole of earthly reality is perceived. We live in a sea of scream. The universe isn’t built for life, the universe just exists, and life is an inevitable occasional trifle that matter and energy spin in eternal, infinite space and time, but the universe just exists, and it doesn’t care about nor is considerate towards life. A sea of scream. It’s an endless, no-descriptives-exist horror, just repeats and repeats and repeats over and over forever and has over and over forever already. This is why your telepathy is suppressed. It isn’t that you don’t have telepathy, it’s more like holy shit how lucky you are you have god functions suppressing it and not expressing it consciously.’
We live in hell, essentially. Our brains protect our consciousnesses, ‘us’ from it. The brain has total electromagnetic interface with the world, full-contact telepathy, as it were. It’s mighty unpleasant, you couldn’t function with a billionth of it in your consciousness, ergo the protections and shields, which work so well, (well I mean they’re 3 billion years old, evolving all the way, you’re 120, max., and you probably fear and hate most change, which is evolution and new ideas. Of course they work well, you hick.), you’ll argue all week with me that we don’t have telepathy.
It doesn’t even look he’s interested in discussion. He’s just blogging here.
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Your brain has telepathy, really. But you’re right, we, our consciousses, the awareness, don’t. Not usually or successfully, anyway. Plenty of fucked up websites and maybe even your own life tell you why.
‘But they’ve even done tests, dumbass. Telepathy doesn’t exist.’
Hubba hubba, thems some luscious firm pertections ya got goin on there. And they’re the only heaven besides nonexistence that any awareness ever gets. And they go away, sometimes before you do. Enjoyzm while ya gotzm. That’s a big 10-noshit, good buddy.
Everybody, primate, avian, canine, ungulate, annelid, what-have-you, everybody fears and hates most change. It’s the beast, in fact, and its number is 666, which is the delta triangle, which means change.
That’s how badly folks fear and hate most change. The author of Revelations didn’t have the use of zero, the idea of zero hadn’t made it to his locale yet, when he wrote Revelations, so instead of 60-60-60, which is the equi-angular, equilateral delta triangle, a very old symbol for change, he wrote it as 666. They wrote all numbers like that, back in the day. No zeroes, didn’t know the concept yet.
Just sayin. Don’t feel bad cuz you fear and hate most change and are stooooooooooopid compared to your whole brain. So does everybody, and so is everybody. Dumbern a small box of rocks, as my dad always sez. I ain’t leavin myself outta that, I’m damn sure no exception. I might have been the very inspiration of the expression in that mans life.
Well he did warn us, I guess.
8 of 19
In all seriousness though, I am no shit a despicable person, wouldn’t merit your attention except for the things I’m saying. That stuff very much merits your, my, everybodys attention. And yeah. You, me, everybody. Way stupid compared to our whole brains. Whoever said we use ten percent of our brains was talking out their ass, plain and simple. Way more complicated than that statement conveys. We don’t use our brains so much as they use us. We are a feature of our brain, not the other way around, a part of our brain, more than our brain is a part of us.
I know you think differently, feel differently, thats cool. Your brains been not only letting you, but keeping it that way for it’s own reasons, kinda is a way to say it. Look at it this way- ‘you’ ain’t all of ‘You’. The awareness ain’t the whole organism, and the awareness only thinks it’s the boss. Brain/whole organism/‘You’, lets it. You lets you think you are the boss. you operate in such a way, necessarily, that you would crycrycry and lose much volition and momentum if you knew the truth, so You lies to you all day, every second you are awake. you are a more efficient and thus better survival characteristic, or asset, for You when you ain’t crycrycryin.
Different tests for telepathy will prove the basic telepathy assertion correct. We have total, subconscious direct electromagnetic communion with life, the universe, and everything. Even just a little tiny iny iny autonomic taste of it is very bad stuff.
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‘Well I don’t care. I’m not going to hell. I
-am going to kick your goddam ass’/ -don’t believe in that shit’/ -know better. no flesh means no pain, dumbass. no hearing, no sight, no existence.’/ -don’t feel like you’re right’/ -know my lord and saviour will save me’/ -know god loves me and will save me’/ -think you’re full of shit’/ -think you’re the devil. i renounce thee i renounce thee i renounce thee and fart at thee to boot. there, i’m all good’/ -think you’re just trying to run a scam, you yourself just told me you’re no shit despicable.’/ -just ain’t going to hell, I don’t even care.’/ -am christian’/ -am hindu and mathematically inclined’/ -am muslim’/ -am jewish’/ -am atheist’/ -am (your correct and one true faith and/or creed here)’/ -am Jesus/the imam/the buddha’
-am pretty nice. can’t imagine i’d go to heck. golly. that would sure be a big frowny face.’
-have ancient secret super powers and knowledge and need not fear such as daemons, divils, nay, not even hill itsilf, mua ah ah.’/ -know karate/judo/etc’/ -am vin diesel, motherfucker’/ -think you’re craziern a good woman married to a bad man, whiteboy’/ -am north korean, true korean’/ -am so mad at bekki, is that a new top omigod it’s so cute’/ -vote no’/ -am rich and important’/ -control my own destiny, puny human’/ -am a fisher of men’/ -just know better’/ -am smart/pretty tricky/ -hope not, anyway’/ -know I’m going to heaven’
- oh fuck ‘I’ motherfucker, YOU, YOU, motherfucker don’t even tell me this SHIT, you know my kids dead, you rotten asshole motherfucker’
Ok. Please pass this on if you know anyone you feel it would interest. Hardcopy or online, any language you want. Thanks for your time.
10 of 19
For those still here, lets take that no flesh/no awareness/no existence/no pain/no hell argument; aside from the vin deisel one it’s the one with the most meat, so to speak, or at least I’ve always thought so, since somewhere around elementary/junior high school. I imagine that’s when most come up with the argument, and it’s a good one as far as it goes, but you don’t need your flesh to exist, that’s just the cadillac way. You don’t even necessarily need meat-type, biological flesh. That’s because you are of the flesh, not the flesh itself, and you ain’t the boss of you.
The difference between you alive and reading this, and you dead in the ground is some electrical signals in your brain, right? If they’re there, you are too. If not, you’re not either.
We, the awarenesses that are you and I, are only electricity. I could download electronicyou to a sophisticated enough computer. Then, if I was the kind, I could torture you, because by the time any pain reaches electricyou, it’s just electrical signals too, electricpain, don’t even need your nerves. So I could fire up the (your name here) app, fire up my burnin alive app, put electronicyou in it, burn you alive, not touch an actual hair on your head, but burn it as surely as if you were here right now and I flicked my bic, from electricyous burning point of view. I could do it over and over, all day, any experience in the world, and I could make them up, ain’t gotta obey physics any more. Your ancient secret super powers and knowledge, if that was you, won’t matter a damn bit.