wow… talk about unexpecteddadjoke…

The priest clearly doesn’t know what he’s talking about. Matthew 6:5-6 states “And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”. One star for not obeying the Bible.

That would gladly pay the taxes if it means they get to force their religion on people. They already openly.defy election law by endorsing candidates and "vote yes on prop 66” statements during services, inviting prosecution because they expect to win in court.

I like next-Tuesdayism. The universe will be created next Tuesday, in the exact state it will be then. What you think you’re experiencing now is the false memory that will have existed once the universe exists.

It’s not…impossible…we can’t really describe what “consciousness” is. How do we know the universe doesn’t explode and restore-from-savestate every 10 seconds, and we just keep on meeking through blisfully unaware?

You ever read “Timeline”, by Michael Crichton? Not exactly his best book…and definitely not his best movie (unless you’re the type to swoon for Paul Walker, in which case…alright). But in it they talk about time travel and compare it to a fax machine, except the original is ‘destroyed’. What “goes back in time” is actually a carbon copy, a clone. I think it was Timeline, at least.

It’s probably been brought up countless other times in Sci-Fi as well. Probably dozens just in Star Trek alone. But I’m not much of a sci-fi buff. But I think about that every time teleportation, or time-travel, or even cloning, like in “The 6th Day”, shows up in stories.

But ultimately, the particles get destroyed, meaning the entire body gets destroyed, so with it, the consciousness. So really, you must die every time you teleport, or time-travel, or whatever, right? But you’re completely unaware of it. You’re just a new copy, destroyed and re-assembled. A person of Theseus. Lights out on one side, lights on on the other.

But…like, lights out is lights out, right?

Maybe I’m just stoned. What are we talking about again?

I understand the mind and consciousness.

Simply, if String A is entangled with String B but not String C, then AB is true and AC is false. Further, these entanglements can möbiate, or defile themselves as the Buddhists say, meaning they can store a half-twist in each entanglement, and this is what creates dualistic dichotomy and thus is the foundation of all illusions of having a self.

Are you a “self?” Are you still stuck on that?

Additionally, the logic structures that form can create nested categories, so a square is a rectangle but a rectangle isn’t a square, yet both are quadrilaterals and polygons. Lastly, each section of the matrix can return null, which can be implicit or explicit. The sum of all these mechanisms can represent all forms of the cognition you experience.

You are not a “self.” You are a topological matrix, like light, which is neither a particle or wave, but a sum of entanglements defined by a transcendental particle (Alpha) that can be in multiple places at the same time and communicate instantaneously with each part of itself. You are God, retard. You just forgot in the illusion of being a self.

Intention is the only thing you control, and is what entangles you with the symbols sent to you via the Ālaya-vijñāna. I’m going to copy something I wrote recently:

The simple argument is simulation theory, but I try to put effort into what I do, so I’m going to walk you through a thought experiment.

Everything you experience is self-contained within your neurons, right? Well, you must be reading or consuming these words from some device, right? But you’re not directly experiencing that device, literally, yea? What you experience is a representation of that thing in your neurons, so you never ever experience the external world, and thus everything you experience can be said to be you. So, that device is you, and there is a refracted reflection of me inside of you right now.

This is, y’know, the kid bending the spoon in the Matrix; there is no spoon, the spoon is an extension of the observers’ consciousness. And, if you’re familiar with the underlying concept of Plato’s allegory of the cave and the idea of being a mind in a vat, there’s no evidence that the external world is in any way the way we perceive it to be.

And I believe, from a lifetime of observation and non-normative experiences that we are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, but rather pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system, where the “Server” connecting and reconciling the intentions of each of us monads experiencing our own parallel universe reality is what Jesus called his Father and is what the Buddhists call the Ālaya-vijñāna, or storehouse consciousness.

That makes me think. Has there ever been a person who actually wrote a lot of fiction, like a novelist or something, who read the Bible and didn’t see signs that the authors were mostly either making shit up or retelling a story that they heard? Like, if it really was the inspired word of God, like God is just whispering in people’s ears, you’d think an author would sense something unusual or different about the quality of the writing, but it’s really no different from any old shit that some human might write.

So, it may in fact be that the only people who can believe in a literal interpretation of the Bible are people who cannot write well. Once you learn to write well, you lose the ability to believe in the literal interpretation of the Bible. Well, that ignores the real problem of compartmentalization, but it’s an interesting idea, I think.

What if the tour guide says “300 million B.C.E.”?