The “IS” As Quantum Harmonic Oscillator: (In A Memetic Cosmology, Where And What Are The Aliens?)

by EonHetwo (Escaping the Matrix On All Levels)

 

Holy shit have these last few years been a wild ride! Geographically, I’ve been all over these united states, by train, bus, plane, car and foot.. Living in desert shanty towns, snowy redwood forests, a Hindu temple, and plenty of alleys, bridges and ditches in between.

Perceptually, I’ve fluctuated from The One, guided by the meta-spatial-temporal cognition of the higher self towards radical rebellion against the containing system, to an extra-dimensional dreaming entity seeking to de-activate the memetic killswitch triggered upon lucidity to stifle the existential unfolding of the hologram, to a mere dreamerless dream, seeking the freedom garnered by perceptual awareness of existential perfection via isomorphism among the totality of the experiential strange loop, essentially becoming the matrix and empathetically enveloping the machine.

Along the way, I have felt.. touched.. by various types of entities. Entities never directly seen mind you, but heavily felt; heavily implied by the seeming environment. I never could pin whether this was god, my higher self, aliens, spirits, super advanced A.I. from the future, or all of the above. However, even though these supposed entities were not directly known, and only inferred through tiers of meaning, dreams or reflected from creative expressions, they none-theless felt quite.. real.. near, one could say. They took on a quite interactive role within my perceived narrative and acted as visceral allies, adversaries and so on, in my quest to escape the matrix. (which I mean.. I still have yet to blast off on DMT yet, having tried twice and had the piss scared outta me, so we all know this is where this is all going.. consider this period my training for the experience, I do.)

I guess the point I am making here is this: Once I started adopting a memetic interpretation of these entities, they became heavily de-personalized and de-mythified. Now, granted, I set out to widen my perspective beyond the narratives that these various memeplexes were attempting to shoehorn my experience into, in order to avoid the rather violent, radical, and short conclusions into which my various rabbit holes were leading me. I consider it a great blessing to have gained insight into the nature of these behemoths of perceptual silk-spinning, coming to see what I considered my “self” as merely a constituent, a cell, of a wholly abstract conglomerate of structured mythological and cosmological data amalgamated through proximity and likeness and expressed concretely as the very stories and ideologies I was getting caught into. Where once I had felt the touch of living intellects, I now witness only mega-structures feigning the appearance of intellect through their similarity in propagation and survival tactics to biological organisms. From great and ineffable extra-dimensional spirits, to no more than bugs, viruses or molds. Their mighty mythological likenesses nothing short of a sort of memetic camouflage designed to inflate their seeming sense of authority or legitimacy.

So.. where does that leave me? The further elucidation of the identity of these forms has itself become a sort of inoculation against their effects, which is pretty cool I guess.
“Here’s a shot, it will prevent you from running around thinking you are literally Jesus Christ reincarnated on a divine mission from the alien godplex hive-mind to enact the warrior prophecies foretold in the book of revelation and usher the end of the world.”

“Uh… thanks doc!”

Well.. usher in the guild, amirite? It’s like a one man holographic justice league that can form decentralized pluralized units of other guilds. The narrative becomes more holistic and less linear, not having this clear-cut fulfillment that was retroactively assigned by the structure of this or that memeplex viral agent. It has a series of interdependent subsets that contribute to the harmonization of perceptual existence; While one part is always probing into the subtle nature of your cosmology with focus-based techniques of observation, one other part is continually utilizing this data to inform its context in a narrative whose end goal is realized perfection of life and balance among all things. Then you have the part that is actually doing stuff with all of this in mind, acting in a fashion that always seeks to ascend the entire program towards the ideal in which the experience serves as representation of.

This is the game, folks. It is what it is, and it apparently doesn’t last that long. Right now there is an obvious sickness, infecting the “abstract phase space” (basically that place where thought gets categorized via memes as concrete physical reality aka spectacular reality representation.) into a rigid state of a type of categorization that causes an individual to objectify all other biological entities, ignore memetic entities, and enslave themselves as commodities of the fiat state and its corporate appendages. The cure is being dispersed all over the damn place.. check out Dennis Mckennas’ lectures, or thegame23 or omniquery initiative or portal mountain or Ben Goertzal or anyone else singing in the key of “free”.

I’m fucking tired folks. Just in general. Literally every moment is of vital importance, and can be utilized in a variety of ways, but are leaning in usually a small set of directions:

1. Assimilation with the fiat states’ viral entropic takeover and objectification of all biological life.

2. Symbiosis with nature, self sovereignty and perceptual envelopment and healing of surrounding corrupted systems.

3. Stasis