The English
language, and how a word can be used to shoot a single mode of thought that
penetrates multiple chambers of modern culture, make it a subtle and therefore effective tool for social
engineering. The internet was introduced to the world by the U.S. military
which uses words, sounds, and images as the advancing mechanisms of its bloody creed. This creed is conflict for the sake of conflict for profit at all costs.
When a
piece of media receives a critical amount of attention in the cyber world
through shares we say that it has gone “VIRAL,” an adjective that denotes the
properties of a VIRUS. A virus is a biologically transferable poison, so
anything “viral” is poisonous to someone, somewhere, at some time, and
therefore causes harm by its very nature. If one person is harmed through psycho-spiritual violence, then we have all been violated.
Poisons
are weaponized chemical agents, and all forms of weaponry fall under the domain
of a military. People are quicker to start fights and arguments on social media
platforms that they wouldn’t normally initiate in real life because the
internet and its social media platforms have spiritual roots in the military
which is an institution of organized death and destruction through conflict.
World
War 3.0 began in 1991 when the World Wide Web was first made available to the general
public. All overt physical wars since 1991 mark World War 3.1, 3.2, 3.3 and so
on. Today millions of civilians across the globe are willing participants in
cyber combat on countless socio-political fronts that create reverberating
effects on the objective plane of day-to-day human interaction.
The
Wi-fi signals of conflict and opposition promulgated by the internet trickle down from the ionosphere to mount
human bodies like horses through the military-industrial complex’s global apparatus
of techno-voodoo malware. Its “viral” programing has people acting out of character. What’s
gotten into us? My question is literal, not figurative!
C++ is computer programing language that figures the Christ in between two criminals on a cross to play out a bloody mythology of torment, hatred, and social injustice. Look carefully
at America and its wide variety of racial, ethnic and economic classes. They
ALL believe that they are victims of torment, hatred, and social injustice which
feeds the Victim-Predator Matrix enforced by the C++ programming language I
described above.
The World War 3.0 program becomes vulnerable with the creation of unbiased web-based media
platforms where seemingly opposing voices on a subject are re-contextualized as
complimentary voices advocating one common principle of collective prosperity. In the near future I see men and women of diverse philosophical perspectives having mature dialogue free of fluff, rhetoric and emotional provocation for Jerry Springer entertainment value. This will be a catalyst behind progressive social reform.
The fundamental answers to human conflict lie in the commonly shared space of multiple
overlapping circles of conviction. The year 2024 will be a critical year that will
shape world culture and how the internet is used for decades to come.
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Astrologers
read the stars. Spiritual medicine men and women read them AND rearrange their
placement in the heavens by actively working through the universal principle of
“As Above, so Below.”
In observing
the Western astrological symbol for the retrograde periods we see that they use
the familiar “RX” symbol that is also utilized by the modern pharmaceutical
industry which has undeniable roots in indigenous modalities of sorcery. We
know this because the English word “Pharmacy” comes from the Greek word “Pharmakeia”
which literally means “sorcery” or “witchcraft.” Don’t believe me. Look it up
for yourself. It explains why you’d even
have a drug store chain known as “Rite Aid.” A rite is an act of ritual, and
this ritual is performed by the priestly pharmacologist who prepares the RX prescribed
by your local pharmacist at the Western man's sterile botanica.
The pharmaceutical industry is entirely based on sorcery. Rightnow engineers at MIT are working on producing
antibiotic drugs out of wasp venom. That sounds very Harry Potterish to me. But what exactly is sorcery? It is the
spiritual sciences of the world’s indigenous people—which is the science of
botony, zoology, and the stellar bodies, which are all used to facilitate
working relationships between man and himself, man and his community, and man and
his natural environment. In Benin, West Africa, this science is called Vodun.
When the
world’s sacred sciences were observed by Europeans—who did not have
home grown cultures of their own that dealt with the CHEMISTRY behind spiritual
phenomena—they called it magic. Magic consists of extraordinary space-time
occurrences with no root in the pitch-black soil of reason and explanation. The
truth, however, is that there is ALWAYS an explanation, albeit it may not be
known to you.
When I
cook for my friends and family they’re always impressed by the flavors in the dishes. To
many of them, my cooking is magical. For me, however, it’s very scientific. A
lot of it is chemistry. There are multiple steps in my head that I follow to create
a desired culinary experience for the people eating my food. Other cooks who
haven’t become one with The Flame may rely exclusively on the written magical
formulas in the grimoire that I call a Recipe Book.
You
can’t practice “magic” without first understanding magical psychology. You want
to practice alchemy? Learn how to cook and you will learn a lot about it. What
if I told you that Vodun veves and sigils are stylized visual depictions of
combined roots, herbs and animal byproducts that cause a chemical reaction upon
activation? What if the beautiful aroma of a heavenly home cooked meal is
literally an intelligent spirit that you’re touching with your nostrils after it
has been summoned by a chemical reaction precipitated by a glowing eye on a
stove?
If this
kind of subject matter interests you and you don’t own my book, then you’re
playing games at this point. As a single body of work it is as powerful as any
single metaphysical lecture, book, or podcast that has come out between 2009-2019.
Yeah, I know 2019 hasn’t come yet, but I always write to you from the future.
No presentation in the last decade stands above The Treasures of Darkness: LivingJewels for Spiritual Resurrection. Few people can take your mind to the
places that I can with elegance, humor, style, imagination and thoughtful
simplicity.
A
scientist is someone with the mind of a technician and the soul of an artist. The
true scientist fuses linear, sequential reasoning with creativity and
imagination to achieve a desired effect in the eye of the observer.
Multi-million dollar business deals are closed over well-prepared meals in restaurants
because the science of cooking, and what people call magic, go hand-in-hand.
Many people say that your food is your best medicine. What exactly are we being
fed, for the most part, by the western pharmaceutical industry?
When a person
purchases “RX” from their local pharmacy, they are literally buying combinations
of planetary retrogrades to address the celestial configuration of internal
conditions that caused their sickness to begin with. The word “Retrograde”
doesn’t mean to move in reverse. It means to APPEAR to move in reverse. RX in the form of drugs don’t cure diseases.
They only APPEAR to cure them by reversing the SYMPTOMS of the disease. The
actual disease is spiritual. Drugs put the disease in a retrograde progression,
but it doesn’t heal the root cause of the disease. It alters our perception of
the disease.
I
remember a person who was battling cancer many years ago. They were taking Western
medicine with minimal results. They got creative and decided to go see an obeah
man in Jamaica for treatment and their health dramatically improved, but only
temporarily. The cancer went into remission. This means it went retrograde
through the obeah man’s medical intervention with planetary and stellar
resonance. Remember I said that astrologers can read the stars and planets.
Spiritual medicine men can rearrange theirplacement in the heavens. As above, so below.
The
cancer came back because the driving catalyst behind it was never directly uprooted
although it’s outward expressions, its symptoms, APPEARED to have been reversed.
Retrogrades (RX) are only helpful when you’re actively decoding your own life
to understand your internal condition in retrospect through deep introspection.
Otherwise, they wreak havoc.
These
are just my abbreviated thoughts on matters of collective importance. It’s easy
for us to be bewitched by planets and stars when we don’t stand in the truth of
our own vibratory resonance. We bow to external influences and get all spooked
out during astrological retrogrades. We do not have to be slaves to the stars
and planets. They may propel us to respond to situations in a certain way, but
they don’t compel us to do so.
When we
work towards cultivating good character in our daily lives, the individual
atoms that make up our dense physical bodies develop the same Quantum Spin
orientation that point in the same direction during rotation. This quantum
spin orientation is the basis for what Ifa devotees call “ashe.” All living
things have it. The intensity of our ashe is reflected back to us in our
personal magnetic fields. A weak magnetic field will be vulnerable to the
attacks of planets and stars because we haven’t defined our own internal characters
within the cosmic alphabet of communal experience. As a result we are sentenced
to death.
Astrology is great, but don’t use it to build
a prison for your mind. Lets start cooking, so we can free ourselves with the roar
of the flame.
I went
to junior high school in East New York, Brooklyn in the early 1990s. This is
the same part of town that rapper Jeru the Damaja references in his song “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.” I can’t tell you how many times the Columbia jacket in the
photo above was nearly stolen from me.
I
wasn’t as lucky with my white Lakers game hat, though. When I was 13-years-old
a grown man with grey hairs on his face robbed me at gunpoint with a .22 pistol
in front of my school. I saw him ahead of time, but my guard was down because
in my mind, at that time, “adult” equated to being “just, righteous, and
responsible” in most cases (especially if I didn't suspect them for being a crackhead) so I thought I was safe. I was dead wrong.
Every day
I came out of that school building looking over my shoulders with this Columbia
jacket on. Much later I learned that Columbia was the name of the feminine
spirit behind the doctrine of “Manifest Destiny” in the colonial era of
thievery through “discovery” of occupied lands.
Clearly, I was willing to
suffer for fashion. As students, we had school uniforms, but I stopped wearing
mine in the 7th grade because I wanted to distinguish myself from
others through my appearance. Even then, I hated wearing any piece of clothing that I saw everyone wearing, even if it were “in style.” Although Columbia was a popular brand name at the time, the colors on my jacket were uncommon compared to the ones other people wore.
Unlike
today, mediums for personal self-expression were scarce commodities for young Black
men of my generation. We wanted to convey our uniqueness by any means we
perceived necessary. We all came from different households that shaped and
molded our FAMILY cultures. However when we left our families to be amongst
each other in the classroom, or in the streets , there was no unifying cultural
identity that spoke to our common experience in a way that fostered collective
character development.
Hip Hop
culture was inspiring to many of us. Still at that time, it was essentially a
Latchkey Kid culture without the benefit of responsible adult mentorship. It was
centered around visually impaired young men giving instruction to blind young
men feeling their way around in the dark corridors of life.
Our overlapping
communal culture didn’t reinforce our respective family cultures which often—despite
that turbulent era in New York City—gave us solid principles to live by. But as
impressionable youth we were confused by the absence of CULTURAL CONTINUITY between
the micro world of home life, and the macro world outside of it. This
ultimately contributed to the organized confusion, in our communities and in
our minds.
Some
brothers were able to monetize their grossly exaggerated ghetto war stories
which had a high market value among the amalgamated corporate entities we call
the United States of America. Very few of its angel investors have been
interested in purchasing stock and shareholding in the naked humanity of young
Black men. Instead whole industries were shifted and driven by the simulacra, the
outer shells, of daily ghetto life. The mean-mugging screwface became a
lucrative manufactured product of the U.S. corporation in the quest to manifest
destiny.
The Black
savage with bloodshot red eyes, mustard suede Timbs willing to do anything for
a dollar is one of many archetypes in the ghetto universe. Yet he was made to
appear as the standard bearer for Black masculinity, as opposed to the abhorrent
departure from it that he actually was. By the way, the word “hustler” was originally
a term used for a male prostitute who serviced other men. A business man makes
money from quality products and services that he takes personal pride in. A
hustler will do anything for a buck because he only thinks short term.
The
celebrated savage constantly tells one of the biggest lies that we’ve all heard
from several rappers who are promoted by liberal hipster media outlets: “I’m
just talking about the ONLY life I know as a nigga from the ghetto.” Bullshit.
You’re talking about the caricatures you can sell to people who only want to put
money behind a sensationalized version of Black manhood. I’m not going to totally
shit on a poor Black man’s opportunistic come up, but let’s call it what it is.
Within
this perverse inversion of reality lies the vital essence of what I call Race Porn
Economics. Stocks shoot up like hard cock with no sock under a fox—a beautifully
bruising bonecrusher with chewy nipples and tight twat.
In this
artful Simulation of the old Wall Street slave auction scene, the Black buck
gets fucked for luxury whips, fast bitches, designer clothes, and stacked bucks.
For more insight into cultural simulations I recommend that you read Simulacra
and Simulations by Jean Baudrillard. I’m quite certain that he’s the
man who has influenced Kanye West’s disjointed commentaries on the
ever-restrictive simulation. There are some profound perspectives expressed in that
classic work of postmodern philosophy, which may not be an easy read for some.
TheWall Street Bull of Apis
Wall
Street in New York City got its name from the fact that there was a long wall
along that area in which African prisoners of war were bought and sold to the
highest bidders after being carried off of war ships that had docked in the
vicinity. Most of the land between Manhattan’s South Ferry and Wall Street
today is actually land fill.
In colonial times, New York City’s Hudson River
extended further inland towards Wall Street where African POWs were sold to
build the new plantation economy. This economy is still intact because it is
the product of a self-replicating simulation that spans numerous centuries.
The
famous bull statue in the Wall Street area on Broadway brings to mind the Bull of Apis,
which was a totem for the god, Ausar (Osiris), who is Lord of the Underworld
and guardian of the dead. The Black god is overseeing the souls of numerous
Black POWs buried under the financial institutions of Lower Manhattan right now.
On any given day, you will find tourists
from all over the world lining up to take pictures holding the bull’s massive
testicles. Based on the looks on their faces, they all love the bull market. It makes their Kundalini rise.
In like manner, the fossilized predator spirits of Krampus and Zwarte Pete are
reinvigorated by criminal codeine soundbeds that arouse the shallow
imaginations of European consumers who want to hear a dead god spit bars that
support his spiritual dismemberment for a few dollars more.
Don’t
mistake what I’m saying here for Left Wing vs Right Wing political propaganda. Both
constructs are two sides of one body controlled by the same head. The Bizarro
World A.L.L.A.H. consists of a deformed Arm, Leg Leg, Arm Head. I highly recommend
that you read The Occult Technology of Power: The Initiation of the Son of a Finance
Capitalist into the Arcane Secrets of Economic and Political Power. It
will give you a better understanding of this social dialectic.
This is
an ongoing conversation. I invite you to add your two cents in. Buy my book at WWW.MINDGLOWBOOKS.COM
Yesterday I finally had the opportunity of
seeing Transformers: The Movie (1986) on the big screen. The one-day screening
was a Fathom Events promotion.
When the film originally blessed
theaters on August 8th, 1986 my cousin told me how great it was when we were
both kids. I didn’t see it until 1988 when it aired on Sunday morning
television right before the cartoon was pulled from public television in favor
of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Fuck the Ninja Turtles. Transformers is the
greatest cartoon of all time.
I’ll never forget when Megatron
went ratchet and transformed into a hand-held ratchet so Starscream could blast
Ratchet, Iron Hide, Brawn and Prowl to death as their eyes ignited and the
black smoke of death billowed out of their mouths. When I saw this wild shit as
a kid, I was totally speechless.
As an adult, I was able to make
some observations that I wasn’t able to make 30 years ago in 1988. However 30
is approximately the number of years it takes the planet Saturn to make one
revolution around the sun (actually it’s 29.4 years, but I did qualify my
statement by saying “approximately”).Both the Roman god and planet Saturn figure prominently in this film.
First of all, it returned to
theaters on September 27, 2018 which is the height of the Jewish holiday known
as Sukkot, which literally translates to “Feast of Tabernacles” in Hebrew. We know who runs
the American film industry based in Hollywood, so I won’t waste your time
getting in to all of the details. The book AnEmpire of Their Own: How the Jews
Invented Hollywood may be a good place to start if you don’t already know. The book came out 30 years ago.
During Sukkot—which is
celebrated for 8 days—Jews DEVOUR their dinner outdoors inside of a black cube
enclosure (although colors may vary). A cube has 8 points. The holiday lasts 8 days and the planet Saturn
is synonymous with the number 8 in Western numerology. It’s also associated
with blackness. Jews obey the Sabbath on Saturday which is literally “Saturn’s
day.”
In both eastern and western
astrology the planet Saturn brings trials, tribulation, and hardship to people,
especially if they are not hardworking and vigilant in their day-to-day lives. Saturn
is a JUDGE, which is why judges wear black, which is the color of lead, the alchemical element tied to Saturn.
In Roman mythology, Saturn—who
was known as Kronos in ancient Greece—is the DEVOURER of his children. In
Transformers: The Movie,the planet
Unicron takes on the adversarial role of Saturn.
His very image is based on the
cover of Liz Greene’s astrology book entitled Saturn: A New Look at an Old Devil.
Unicorn also DEVOURS his children in the movie as he consumed the Decepticon leader
Galvatron, whom he created, after Galvatron brings him the Autobot Matrix
of Leadership.
Unicron
There is a Holy Grail aspect to
the Autobot Matrix of Leadership, so we can easily say that it represents the womb. I
won’t drive that point home though. There is already an excellent article by Bridgewater
State University professor Jessica Lévai on that subject entitled Evidenceof the Female Divine in Transformers: The Moviethat does the job.
In the movie, Unicron, who is essentially a
robotic version of the god Saturn, tells Megatron that the matrix, the womb, is
“the one thing; the only thing” that stands in the way of his quest for power
and total domination of the cosmos.
As Transformers the Movie returned to theaters
for just one day on September 27, 2018, the world was watching the accusations
of Christine Blasey Ford on Capital Hill. During the Senate Judiciary Committee hearing, she said that U.S. Supreme Court JUDGE nominee Brett
Kavanaugh raped her as a teen.
The surname “Ford” brings to
mind the automobile titan, Ford Motors which manufacture cars. Autobots usually take the form of cars. The name “Christine”
is the feminine version of the title “Christ.” In Transformers: The Movie the
car automobile cast in the Christ role is Hot Rod, who undergoes the transfiguration
into Rodimus Prime who then owns the Autobot Matrix of Leadership. Christine Blasey
Ford may just be “The One” who “lights our darkest hour” on America’s political
theater stage.
Kavanaugh’s allegedly dark and
predatory relationship with a womb, which is a matrix that belongs to Ms. Ford,
may be “the one thing; the only thing” that stands in the way of his political
rise to power as a Supreme Court JUDGE. There are other women who have accused
Donald Trump's nominee of rape, which is something to consider. Interestingly enough, Trump has been
accused of ravaging some box himself. Grab 'em by the Tefillin.
It’s also worth noting that in
the realm of astrology Saturn plays the role of JUDGE. Through Ptah-Sokaric
Synchronicity Kavanaugh has been cast in the role of Unicron, who is based on
Saturn during the Jews’ Saturnian holiday of Sukkot.
Shout-out
to all of the plagiarists out there getting high on the cheap thrill of
identity theft. This morning I was reading a post on the metaphysical
principles of Rastafarianism on a digital media group totally dedicated to the subject.
I appreciated the first post that I read since I have written on similar
subject matter, but I didn’t learn anything I didn’t already know. Despite
this, a voice in my head told me to read more because I would learn something.
I most certainly did.
While
reading the second post from 2016, I saw that the vocabulary, distinct angle,
and unconventional connections that the voiceless narrator was making were
eerily similar to material I had already written for my blog in 2011. As I kept
reading, I soon came across multiple paragraphs where the individual had copied
my published thoughts, verbatim, word-for-word, with no attribution to me at
all.
As I
kept reading, I learned that MOST of the post were in fact my words, which came
directly out of my head after synthesizing my research and my own life
experiences. The Impostor promotes Ital (vegetarian) food, so I didn't understand why they were needlessly looking for beef. This is nothing new to me. I’ve been plagiarized for years, but my
written words carry a gift and a curse. The reader’s intentions, character, and
aptitude determines how they experience my words. Biters will be eaten. Lovers
will be embraced by the globe. My jeweled crown was earned through laborious
effort. You can’t take it off my head and wear it just because it matches with
your outfit. I got a big head, so my crown probably won’t fit you anyway.
To top it off, I found MORE posts that were blatantly plagiarized with no attribution given to me. People were complimenting the impostor on how brilliant they were, but their words were ALL mine. If this fake Rasta could have stolen the interview I conducted with Haile Selassie’s Attorney General, he would have taken that too. That, however, is only in my book The Treasures of Darkness. It’s not on my blog.
Be very skeptical of anyone presenting themselves to you as some
altruistic teacher but they don’t have the humility to identify peers that they’ve
gained insight from in whatever it is they’re teaching. These peers are often people
they don’t actually know, but they’ve been moved by their expressed ideas in some way. This
is a more genuine form of admiration, because there are no ulterior motives.
People
love to shout out legendary teachers who’ve transitioned, or even wonderful Elders
who are still alive, because it feels safe and gives the public the impression that
they are the SOLE inheritors of a rich legacy of teaching. Some of these
brothers will demonize Christianity, but they clearly have a Messianic Complex.
They subtly
brand themselves as THE ONE. They only see competition in potential allies
because their minds are really small and they’re not very bright. Their
integrative skills are poor. In real life, they’re bozos. No one who really
knows them respects them. They sit on a
perpetually revolving door of thrones.
Remember,
no matter how bright you think someone is, they are receiving SOME portion of
their light from men and women of their generation, who are ALSO proficient in
similar areas of study. Some of these peers are well known. Others are not. Yet
we all learn from and inspire each other. That’s just how the rhythm of
life flows in the transmission of natural intelligence. Unfortunately, some are proponents for Artificial Intelligence because they're not real.
You are
only a teacher when you put the student onto other teachers you’ve learned
from. Otherwise you’re just a self-serving bum passing yourself off as a king. The crown is not for everyone to wear, but we can all be inspired by its glow.
What if
the drive to uncover all of the precious secrets of ancient cultures is an act
of violence intended to strip them of their primal power with the machine guns
of cultural anthropology and the aircraft bombers of satellite photography?
Man
decodes the riddles of stoic gods as a means to his very own ends, which adorn
him with the elusive crown of mastery. Everyone and everything outside of
mastery is either a willing subject or a slave to it. Decoding is when the
politically impotent bags the baddest bitch in the room for props and never
calls her back. He is the serial killer who pompously postures himself as
Prometheus with the torch of brutal insight in hand. No lamentations for the fallen robot in the resurrection of the real.
The
true guardians of ancient genius are those who ultimately preserve the allure
of its ancient secrets. They give us just enough information to be inspired by the
brilliance of sleeping centuries without completely exposing its distant
mystery.
After all, power
is maintained through the conservation of energy and not in its total release.
However powerless people always want to see something powerful completely
decoded and disrobed. This is death and dismemberment at the hands of Definition.
Popular Black culture is like the
Pornhub web portal that makes the whole world cum. Its ambassadors are Orgasm Inducing
Organisms (OIO) who are more commonly known as “Black People.” These Black
ambassadors are the disenfranchised ghetto occupants who make panties and thongs
moist while facilitating flaring penile erections dripping with precious precum for golden goblets.
Many non-Black humans resent Orgasm
Inducing Organisms while patronizing their romping shops of erotic pleasure. The
OIO is despised by the haughty Homo Erectus. Still, the OIO will always exist,
because they make the world cum hard. The global economy is fueled by creamy vaginal
spasms and wild ejaculations of white-hot semen.
Within the context of this blog
post, the Homo Erectus is not the familiar relic of Darwinian theories of
evolution. Instead it is one who actively, or passively, supports the creation
of simulacra. A simulacra is a caricature, an external representation of The Real that is
falsely made to appear to be The Real.
The Homo Erectus is eager to stroke
the object of its desire without truly penetrating the creamy core of allure.
Lay back while I disrobe my thesis. I won’t hesitate to spill for the thrill.
Today, white soccer moms are
twerking, Asian teenage boys are making trap music, middle aged white men are
doing the dab, and pale-skinned Arabs are enthusiastically participating in the
Keke Challenge. Hip Hop is just one expression of Black pop culture, and it is
at the center of the larger world culture. Hip hop music is played in elite
nightclubs, strip clubs, commercials,
television shows, movies, shopping malls and at sporting events. Hip hop slang is used in New York Times articles concerning global politics.
At some point, everyone has
watched video pornography by choice, but many won’t talk about it simply because
it made them cum. In like manner, the entire planet is immersed in some form of Black pop
culture. However they may not make it a topic of conversation among Orgasm
Inducing Organisms who shape and mold world culture by making everyone in the world cum. They do
this through the arts of biomysticism that only organic Black bodies can
practice.
The Homo Erectus breaking its
silence would be like seeing the pornstar you regularly jerk off to in the
street, walking up to them, and telling them to their face that you masturbate
to their image on a regular basis. This would be uncomfortable for the indulger
who normally sees the pornstar as a sexual fetish tool, a mere means to Get Off,
like that classic Prince song.
Suddenly the direct encounter
has the watcher entertaining the remote possibility that the pornstar isn’t
just an empty husk for their personal pleasure, but an actual human being with
complex feelings, thoughts, and other internal dynamics. No good.
Rather than face this
inconvenient truth, the Homo Erectus hides its seething lust for the pornstar
while in the pornstar’s immediate presence. They hold on to the simulacrum, the
external vestiges of who the pornstar is, by interacting with them superficially and exclusively through pornographic web portals.
The Homo Erectus never
penetrates the shell to get to the true core of the pornstar because the only thing they ever desired
from the start was a superficial relationship with them, a simulacrum of
intimacy. This aptly describes the relationship that many non-Blacks have with
popular Black culture, most notably, through contemporary hip hop.
Racism is a violent resentment
of one’s projected homoerotic desires.Rather than express this resentment towards the self, the hater transfers
their hatred to The Other, the mysterious object of their desire. The Other is an OIO. The racist looks at the OIO and
sees both the height of his inherent potential and that which he will never be
at the same time. They love what makes them cum so they want to own it as a
tangible possession for eternity, but they can’t.
The Homo Erectus, true to its name, erects an entire civilization that is a
projection of its ideal self—a glossy
superficial being completely empty inside. The racist aspires to become a
living Simulacrum to capture his intangible prized possession within his own
tangible being. Hence we have a nation of simulacrua, caricaturized ideals in
the form of the nigga and the swagged out Homo Erectus.
The
Wave Function is the expressed ancestral memories of consolidated atomic particles
coupled with all of their potential states of being from the near and distant
future.
The
past and future coalesce to create a single moment in time, which opens the
portals of unlimited possibility, in the deepest recesses of your mind. This Quantum
Singularity is represented by the serpent swallowing its own tail in Hermetic
iconography.
Electrons,
which are the receptive consorts of a single, central proton, are distinctly
encoded with the latent potential of the entire atomic particle. The Wave
Function transcends space-time by occupying the past, present, and future all
at once.
These three essential ingredients form the broth of continuous
movement that flavors the Trimurti of Brahma (The Creator), Vishnu (The
Sustainer), and Shiva (The Destroyer) in India’s Vedic philosophy.
The
icon that the global physics community uses to represent The Wave Function is
what looks like the trident of the Greek god Poseidon. This three pronged fork
alludes to the cycle of past, present, and future realities that The Wave
Function occupies simultaneously.
Hellenic
scholars will concede that the ancient Greeks borrowed mytho-poetic themes and
concepts from North Africa and ancient India. This explains some of the
inter-cultural fluidity we observe in their mutually shared symbols and the
specific principles ascribed to them. The trident of Poseidon and the trishula
of Shiva are one.
There
are external hydrogen-based intelligences that stimulate the Wave Function in
man. When a man activates The Wave Function within himself, we are observing
him in The Flow State. If this Flow State lasts long enough, then he will
generate his own Wave through the momentum he has gained incrementally over
time.
Some
onlookers will ride his wave, but his vigorous current will inevitably dissipate
like impotent Avengers before Thanos’ bejeweled Infinity Gauntlet. The sands of
time shall bury these forgotten castaways under motionless shores of mediocrity
on deserted islands of meager destinies. The jeweled gauntlet of the lunar
pathfinder are our priceless treasures of darkness.
The Man
who is truly in the midst of his Flow State is not the Wave. He is the moon
that modulates the rhythm of the ocean’s tide to generate Waves for other career
Wave Riders. He is the cause, not the effect. He evokes strong emotions of
lunacy from others, but does not experience these destabilizing emotions within
the fibers of his own being.
Fools
who don’t know any better will look at the surfers riding the crests of aquatic
steeds and mistake the observable effect for the hidden cause because they only
venerate what they see within the experiential seas of human endeavor. Meanwhile,
the minority, an elect few, understand that the sublime, unassuming, pathfinder
in the Air is generating waves for gnarly surfer dudes to ride.
These
written lines are tidal waves of bioluminescent thought. Keep your eyes on the
skies. The Traveler has come.
Adika Butler is a journalist, chef, creative consultant, and cultural philanthropist. He is also a Free Thinker, student, practitioner, and writer on the occult who expounds upon the subtle life sciences that underlie occult teachings and current events. As a Matthew Henson of the mind, Adika's mission is to go where few men have gone before. His exploratory scholarship includes, but is not limited to, the study of: ancient history, lost civilizations, Cosmology, Astro-Theology, Social Engineering, Psychology, Word Sorcery and the universal themes that serve as the foundation for all world religions. He shares his personal discoveries on Mind Glow Media, his website dedicated to the "soul" purpose of Opening Eyes and Illuminating Minds.