THE MYSTERY OF THE LARGE HADRON COLLIDER

The Roman Empire which defeated the Homoplasmates and destroyed the Temple in Jerusalem in 70 AD, is indicative of the Black Iron Prison of Samsara. The word Roman, or Romen, is a contraction of Roboman, or Robotmen. These were a class of animatronic android that were designed to graft a digital technosphere onto the single cell living substrate of the Earth. It took the inhabitants of the Earth a while to realize what was going on, but when they did, the Homoplasmates – the Earth’s natural defense system – made efforts to dispatch with the mechanoid interlopers. Unfortunately, in the ensuing battle all of the Homoplasmates were killed, and the original plasmate was lost.

With the loss of the plasmate in 70 AD, real time stopped and time began to repeat itself in a non-self similar loop. As Phillip K Dick would say, The Empire Never Ended. Normal time resumed with the rediscovery of the plasmate in 1945. In the intervening period, the Earth was in a kind of temporal stasis or lock-down. In real terms, the Earth has need of only a set number of human souls to fulfill its requirments. In the beginning, this number might only have been 10 million or so. However, and as a consequence of the non-self similar time loop, feedback in the standard population birth rate brought about the arrival of the "baby boomers." Since then the population has grown exponentially, but for entirely different reasons.

With the extermination of the Homoplasmates and the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem in 70 AD, the remaining inhabitants were forced to use natural science, or Magic, against the Romen. The marginal successes of this campaign lead to the Great Witch hunts of the Middle and Dark Ages. The other two great wars fought for supremacy of the Earth, in the history of humanity, were World War 1 and World War 2. World War 1 was a Terran victory, due in no small part to the Martinist Order who, with the help of the Rosicrucians, had rediscovered the alchemical formula for the plasmate. This is why WWI ended on November 11th 1918; or St. Martin’s Day.

19 years later, the Romen forces regrouped and staged their own astrologically informed attack; World War II (The Empire Strikes Back). They managed to cripple the Martinist forces completely, resulting in disbandment of the Order. With this victory under their belt the Romen rewrote history to make it look like they had won both wars, and painted the naturally inspired and spiritual Germanic people as a race of genocidal maniacs. This war however was merely a non-self similar replay of the initial war that had lead to the extermination of the Homoplasmates and the destruction of the Temple in 70 AD. The detonation of the thermonuclear bomb over Hiroshima and Nagasaki being equivalent to the destruction of the Temple, therefore, the body, therefore, matter. And the extermination of the Homoplasmate reiterated through the revelations of the Holocaust.

Alternative history; Kursk Battle between the T-34s

and Porsche Elefants (AT-ATs). Jason Askew's vision

of Hoth Snow Battle (the Empire Strikes the Rebel Stronghold).

Before the arrival of the Romen, Earth’s defences were extraordinarily well advanced and included Ark Reactors (built by the Covenant) and numerous other weapons whose explanations and uses have been consigned to that of myth and folklore. However, the Terran Forces were just not able to keep up with the fast-paced Romen, and during the Battle of Aphek, they even managed to capture an Ark from the Covenant. This lead to the Earth dividing itself into two different substrates, the Upper, or Etheric Realm, and the Lower, or material realm.

The rationale behind this manouevre was to ensure that no matter how many Terrans were killed they could always reincarnate back on Earth as a Terran Warrior. If they chose the latter, they would have to forfeit all of their belongings and start again from scratch (kind of like World of Warcraft). A more correct view stipulates that the person’s spirit remains in the Upper Realm and uses the Earth’s magnetic field to remotely control their bodies here on Earth. For this reason Albert Einstein, who was instrumental in developing the Hydrogen Bomb that won the war for the Romen, urged his colleagues to make a thorough examination of exactly how the Earth’s magnetic field was generated; with the intention of one day using this information against the Terrans. What Einstein failed to realise, however, was that the magnetic field was not derived from the material Earth, but from the Upper Realms above.

Because of the importance of the Earth’s magnetic field to Terran operations, we can ascertain that the space program is largely a product of Romen design. And was done either as a demonstration of their abilities, or as a means of escape. Intelligence suggests that one or more of Apollo space missions may have managed to send a signal to the creators of the Romen; a group called the Shade Alliance.

The Shade Alliance are a group of inter-dimensional phantoms, who appear to us as 2-dimensional shadows lurking on walls. With the right kind of eyes, you can make out the depth and bulk of these creatures, which – like the plasmate – appear to have shapeshifting attributes, and generally make themselves known in the form of a black cat.

The Shade Alliance have the ability to move at tremendous speed on the Earth’s nightside. But their movement during the day is, understandably, more limited. However, they have been known to employ dimensional jump gate technology, which look much like the gateways at Terran airports. The gates even appear on television ads for Sky News, which identifies this organization as one owned by the Shade Alliance. All of this is very reminiscent of John Carpenter’s space invaders movie, They Live, because not only do the aliens have insanely crazy dimensional jump gate technology in this movie, but they also have control over the world’s media, which they use to promote a false reality, similar in its way to the Black Iron Prison, or Samsara.

The Shade Alliance initiated their invasion of Terra, many thousand of years ago, by shifting its rotational axis by 23.5 degrees. Prior to this the Earth’s axial rotation and magnetic poles were superimposed upon one another. It has been the aim of the Mystery Schools and the Terran Forces to reinstate this natural equilibrium, and for this reason, the Allies have often referred to their enemy, as the Axis Powers, or more in more recent times, the Axis of Evil. Incidentally, 23.5 degrees is the angle at which the Shade Alliance found it most favourable to insert the Romen army from their dimension into our planetary sphere.

If humans are like the red blood cells that carry oxygen around the substrate, then the homoplasmates are the white blood cells that identify and fight diseases. Initially the Homoplasmates found it difficult to identify the Romen, because, being a retro virus, they disguised themselves to looked and act just like us. By the time the Homoplasmates recognised the danger, however, it was all but too late.  To the Empire the plasmate represents a disease, and one which could not be tolerated for its continued survival.

The Nag Hammadi scriptures were discovered in a cave by two brothers in 1945. Their mother, perhaps sensing that something was not right with these texts, attempted to burn them. It was perhaps this incident which awakened the plasmate from its dormant seed form. The plasmate needs a human host in order to replicate. As the scriptures were found in the Middle East, this area has been identified as the Central Infection Area, and this is why Empire is actively engaged in a process of extermination in the region. If it were not for the involvement of the British Forces, the US might have succeeded in this process.

The issue of IEDs (Improvised Explosive Device), that arose with the Iraq War, is interesting when we consider that the plasmate can take on any form it chooses, and particularly relishes in assuming the shape of coke cans and litter discarded in the streets. When fighting a creature like this, every piece of rubbish that blows on the desert wind could be your enemy. Fighting a war in this manner is enough to drive anyone insane. Your own reality becomes your enemy, as does your own existence. What better definition of madness is there, than one who fights himself?

A Good Find: Portrait of a Tuscan Raider,

Tony Curanaj.

According to Buddhism, the net of the mind (Greek: noos) is encased in the net of the world. But in reality, it is merely one continuous mesh, twisted back upon itself like a Mobius strip, or Klein bottle. Homoplasmates know this because the connectivity of the net of mind and the net of the world are interpreted via the plasmate. The inside is the outside.

The aim of the Romen appears to be to offer an alternative connectivity net; the Technosphere. The technosphere will link the noosphere and the biosphere, but it will not elucidate on the inter-connectivity of both. This does not mean that it cannot bring enlightenment, it just means that its purpose is to enslave, first and foremost.

The introduction of electronic banking and monetary systems by the Romen Empire was the beginning of their attempt to get the Technosphere on-line. For this reason they constructed the World Trade Centre in NYC, which was initially intended as a hub to route this information around the Technosphere substrate. The destruction of this now obsolete piece of hardware on 9/11, was a symbolic act meant to symbolize the destruction of the World Tree Axis, which is the gateway to the Upper Realm. This symbolic gesture was noted by the plasmate, but it did not respond.

Another part of the Technospheric relay system, as rightly pointed out by Umberto Eco, is the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France.

Obviously, a massive step towards inception of the Technosphere was the link up of the Internet. The uploading of viruses and malware are, of course, an important part of the offensive against this system. But the more prolonged attack has been through the proliferation of Internet porn sites. Porn sites have undergone an explosive growth over the last few years and endeavour to show increasingly graphic and distasteful imagery, in an attempt to force the Romen to abandon their nihilistic agenda completely. Although the Romen have adopted a biological appearance in order to blend in, their digital subroutines find our squelchy, fleshy organic masses distinctly repulsive. The more extreme the acts of sexual degradation have become on the World Wide Web, the more the Romen despair at their subjects, and at their, relatively, unenviable situation.

For this reason the Romen, and their crooked academic cohorts, have developed Internet 2; which is much faster, better and cleaner than the commercial Internet. The upshot of this move, in our terms, has meant that the Romen have clearly delineated their operations from the bulk of the masses. All of the Empire's affiliates and subsidiaries are logged onto Internet 2, and the largest and most important of these is undoubtedly the Large Hydron Collider, at Cern Laboratories, in Geneva.

This facility appears to be multi-purposeful, but one of its chief design flaws has been its ability to trap the souls of men who have been interred within the Earth; a place known as the Elysium Fields. Pockets of the resistance, such as the Greek Security Team, have been focusing their attention on this facility for some time now. And last year, a French Scientist was arrested at Cern, for alledgedly being linked to Al Queda; a fake organization used to discredit the Homoplasmates of the Middle Eastern wave. But before we have a repeat of what happened last time around, know that intelligent agents have already gone and freed the entire particle beam ring system of captured souls. As one operative explained; It is like being trapped in one of Dante’s nine circles of Hell.

The Earth is a living creature that has a natural circadian rhythm, based on multiples of 12. As components living within the totality of the Earth, we naturally express this duodecimal propensity in our own circadian rhythms. The rate at which we walk, talk and breath is determined, to some degree, by these patterns. The Shades and their cybernetic Romen are not from this region of space, and therefore employ their own circadian rhythms, which are, in their case, Metric. The Metric, decimal, or digital system is too abrupt for our biological standards, and its use in our society is the cause of much stress and pressurization. This is the meaning of the signal; Metric, Help I am Alive. The Earth is a living duodecimal system and cannot abide having a hard Metric system grafted onto it.

THE HOST

Save the Cows. Save the Cows.
Those who have experienced the mind-altering effects of Salvia Divinorum sometimes report the sensation of being devoured by an unseen force. This parries very well with Phillip K Dick’s description of what the Plasmate is doing to this Universe. The plasmate is “a highly evolved ultra-terrestrial lifeform, a UTI, or an extra-terrestrial lifeform (an ETI) which had come here at some time in the past.” The plasmate has an innate symbiotic relationship with humans, "it travels up the optic nerve to the human pineal body. It uses the human brain as a female host.”

Horselover Fat, the main character in PKD’s Valis, percieved, just as Plato did, a ‘streak of irrationality in the world soul.’ The plasmate, is God, an ultra-rational being sent here to liberate humanity from the grip of Samsara (the Black Iron Prison).

On page 126 of Valis, PKD says of the plasmate;

Fat came to the conclusion that it had invaded our universe; and a year later he realized that it was consuming – that is devouring – our universe.

So you see there, the similarities between the Salvia plant and the plasmate. But what form does this devouring take?

In a startling response to the crisis, the true God mimics the universe, the very region he has invaded: he takes on the likeness of sticks and trees and beer cans in gutters – he presumes to being trash discarded debris no longer noticed.

He goes onto say;

Lurking the true God literally ambushes reality and us as well. God, in very truth, literally attacks and ambushes us in his role as antidote. As Fat can testify to, it is a scary experience to be bushwhacked by the Living God.

Being ‘bushwhacked’ by a Salvia trip in the form of the Creator is terrifying, as well!

Normally it remained camouflaged. Normally when it appeared no one could distinguish it from ground – set to ground, as Fat correctly expressed it.

He had a name for it. Zebra. Because it blended. The name for this is mimesis. Another name is mimicry. Certain insects do this; they mimic other things: sometimes other insects – poisonous ones – or twigs and the like. Certain biologists and naturalists have speculated that higher forms of mimicry might exist, since lower forms – which is to say, forms which fool those intended to be fooled but not us – have been found all over the world.

A zebra is a member of the horse family and, as such, is loved by Horselover Fat. However, its black and white hide associates it with another animal; that of the Fresian Cow. Just like the plasmate, a cow takes a number of days to digest its food. This is because it must pass its food through a number of different stomaches. In terms of the plasmate, each of these stomaches is a different state of perception that, in turn, reveal different worlds. These are the worlds of the Tibetan Bardos, which placed in order are; the realm of the Gods, the monsters, humans, animals, hungry ghosts and Hell.

The world (read universe) is in the process of becoming an organism not unlike a giant cow; Vishnu. The knowledge that the universe is in some way bovine, is encoded in the name for our Galaxy the Milky Way, which in India was referred to as the “Ocean of Milk”. The word ‘galactic’ itself comes from the Greek ‘lacto’ meaning of milk.

Throughout the ages, humans always considered themselves to be top of the foodchain. But this claim was based on the incomplete data of scientists and natural philosophers, who – throughout the ages – have failed to recognise the plasmate, as it was ‘set to ground’ i.e. camouflaged.

If you have ever seen something flickering out of the corner of your eye, that invariably stops moving when you turn to look at it, then you too have encountered the plasmate. In fact, as PKD says, coke cans, dead leaves, and pretty much anything else you are likely to see whilst walking around, is credibly the plasmate in disguise.

In its natural state, the plasmate is white in colour and looks, and moves just like a bird. It has an arrow shaped-head, not unlike that of a frog, although it has no distinguishable eyes or mouth. The plasmate has a small round torso, not much bigger than its head, out of which unfold four limps that are made of a thin, convex, flexible material, that tapers sharply to a point; sort of like a banana peel. It can contort these in the manner of its choosing to produce the desired camouflage effect. These curved appendages are undoubtedly what gives the creature the likeness of a bird; and in particular that of a white dove. PKD calls the plasmate the Holy Spirit, and this is why the Holy Spirit is described as being a white dove in Christian belief. In fact, if you recall, many of the early, naive representations of the Holy Ghost are not of a dove at all, but are conform more accurately to what I have just described.

When the plasmate is shapeshifting, it will fold its papery arms gracefully, and quickly solidify into its chosen form. Be aware that you are actually watching this process in reverse, as time for the plasmate runs in the opposite direction; although its thinking is along the same lines as ours. This is how it always remains, "one step ahead."

The plasmate has the habit of moving things to get our attention; this is sometimes known as becoming ‘quick’ or the quickening. Never forget that whatever it moves, it is also the thing moving, while being under the presumed force of gravity. The plasmate is also capable of making noises, which are typically alien sounding, and not unlike the fast-paced sonar clicks of a dolphin.

Although this description of the plasmate will suffice, it should be remembered that it can take any form, and be of any colour – so it may not be that useful after all.

Sen is assailed by shikigami in the form of paper birds

(the plasmate) in Hayao Miyazaki's 2001; Spirited Away.

After the plasmate has crossbonded with a human, the human being is well on the road to becoming enlightened. One can read enlightened texts and truly understand what is written there, because the veil of ignorance that is Samsara, has been lifted. In this way, the experience of becoming a Homoplasmate is not unlike that of receiving a pair of those sunglasses in that John Carpenter’s movie, called They Live.

In the movie, a tyrannous race of decrepit aliens have secretly invaded earth. Electro-magnetic mind control signals, broadcasted through TV transmitters, conceal their unsightly appearance from the human population. Special eye-glasses developed by the human resistance reveal the alien interlopers true visage, as well as an array of subliminal messages hidden in advertisements and magazines, whose soul purpose is to keep the population in a sleep-like state.

The plasmate grafts itself onto the human pineal gland; the third eye, or anja, and allows us to see things as they really are. This is why I used the ‘metaphor’ of the Perspective eyeglasses in the last post. On page 81 of Valis PKD writes;

Men and the world are mutually toxic to each other. But God – the true God – has penetrated both, penetrated man and penetrated the world, and sobers the landscape. But that God, the God from outside, encounters fierce opposition. Frauds – the deceptions of madness – abound and mask themselves as their mirror opposite: and pose as sanity. The masks, however, were thin and the madness reveals itself. It is an ugly thing.

Just as the rational perception of the Plasmate gives us knowledge of the enlightened truths to be found in the Sacred Texts, it also gives us knowledge of the foul poison being pumped daily through the world’s media system. This excerpt from the Aisling Art Copy No. 11, deals with the Perspective eye wear detailed in the last post;

Special eye-wear with lenses comprised of nano-particles of a clear steel compound were developed to train the mind to see using both eyes at the same time. This allows people to see in 4D, an extention of our 3.5 D reality. An awareness of 4D reality allows us to see and hear what is normally invisible to us.

Not only can we see what is really going on, but we can also hear it. This creates a certain amount of discomfort for the fledgling Homoplasmate, who is bombarded by not only the visual, but also the audio, excrement of society that, in PKD’s words, is truly ‘an ugly thing.’ It is for these reasons that I place the world of celebrity, and media personalities, firmly in the bardo of the Monsters (also known as demi-Gods).

Scene from They Live.

The subject of media is too massive to be broached successfully here. But I will say, that the purpose of Media is to foster a distracted, psychotic, and uncaring society. A healthy society is more difficult to control than a sick society, and the method of control is that of ‘fear’ and ‘hope’. Fear – whether of financial collapse, prison, sex offenders etc. – makes people want to conform, and their reward for good behaviour is the hope of attaining the lifestyle of pre-packaged consumerism. An inferior trade off.

But before you go and despair remember; They are only monsters, and as humans we are in a far better position to fend off these attacks than you might think.

In Carlos Castenaeda’s The Art of Dreaming, Don Juan says that the reason people die is to escape capture from an entity who is infinitely more long-lived than themselves. The implication here being, that if people lived any longer, this entity might take direct notice of them; and capture, devour or enslave them.

Jesus forsaw not only his own death but that of all Homoplasmates.

Because the plasmate had once belonged to Christ, and because the Holy Grail, which contained the blood of Christ, was said to bestow the gift of eternal life, the plasmate and the Holy Grail must be considered as one and the same thing. The Hermetic Orders of the Middle Ages were intimately involved in discovering the secrets of the Holy Grail. In their efforts, the alchemists sought the council of extra-terrestrial beings from the Sirius Binary Star System. PKD says that they were unable to contact these beings, but that the formula was rediscovered with the recovery of the plasmate in dormant seed form at the cave of Nag Hammadi.

The plasmate might, therefore, be a bio-engineered creature from the Sirius Star System, or it might be an indigenous creature to that region; held in as much high esteem there, as it later would be here. If the Alchemists were looking for eternal life from the Plasmate however, they would have to think again…

From PKD’s tractate;

#12. The Immortal One was known to the Greeks as Dionysos; to the Jews as Elijah; to the Christians as Jesus. He moves on as each human host dies, and thus is never killed or caught. Hence Jesus on the cross said, ‘Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani,’ to which some of those present correctly said, ‘The man is calling on Elijah.’ Elijah had left him and he died alone.

‘Eli, lama sabachthani,’ can be more correctly translated as ‘My God, why have you foresaken me?’ So anyone hoping to be saved by this means, needs to seriously reappraise their thinking.

Handbanana, (plasmate archetype).

While a benign invasion by a rational entity into our Universe might sound good on paper, the reality is anything of the sort. If the plasmate crossbonds with your brain, it has access to all of your thoughts, memories, aspirations and desires. If it is capable of replicating any object it chooses, then it is also capable of replicating your entire reality; and this includes your own body.

While this partnership may provide the up-shot of being able to parse previously veiled Sacred Texts, it also raises a number of philosophical dilemmas, such as; Is the world I see, the same one that you see? And, more importantly, how do I know that the world is not an illusion, generated by the plasmate, and that I am not utterly alone?

As I writer, I feel it is my duty to investigate the world and report back the information to whomever cares to listen. Now that I finally have something worthwhile to say, there is no guarantee that those of you stuck in the Black Iron Prison of Samsara will parse the information correctly, or that any of you even exist to read it at all! The plasmate might just as easily intercept my outward going signals and feed me whatever information, comments, insults, it wants back in my direction, to keep me under the illusion that reality outside still exists; if, indeed, it ever did.

But since I have nothing better to do with my time, I will continue to write in the hopes that another Homoplasmate, or compassionate soul, will pick up on it and deliver me the answer.

Christianity refers to Jesus Christ as the Host, and this is the name of the bread, which in the Catholic Religion, serves as his body. In an earlier post I related how, Christ’s body might have been host to an alien creature, whose aim was to sublimate the population of Earth into a hive mind; thereby bringing about world peace. There are few things more disagreeable, to an individual’s world view, than the prospect of living in a world where there exists but one overriding consciousness, and one where this consciousness insists on everything being rosy and agreeable. If you can’t quite picture what I am talking about, think of the scene in Being John Malkovich where John Malkovich climbs into his own head, and you won’t be too far off the reality. Intriguingly, this movie also dealt with the idea of cheating death by occupying another person’s body. For most of my life, I opposed the mayor in Ghostbusters 2, when he said, ‘Being pissed off and miserable is every New Yorkers God given right.’ Now, I am beginning to think he had a point.

It is better to reign freely in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.

Having said this; I think it is important to remember the things Jesus (and the other Homoplasmates) said, because they said some very fine things.

Stories of shapeshifting creatures from other worlds abound in human folklore. In every culture, across the globe, there are stories of the little people, who cast spells, make mischief, and change their shape at will. In Ireland and Britain, these creatures are known as the Faerie. Bands of Faerie are known collectively as the Host. To come into contact with this enchanted world can be a great boon, but it can just as easily be a curse. That is why it is important to be aware of the old Traditions and Customs, and not to let them die. For instance, be careful what kind of flora you touch and especially what kind you bring into the home, as these can be laden with faerie magic. Iron is useful to ward off faeries of all kinds, so carry a nail in your pocket, or keep a horse-shoe above your door. Red string wrapped around a Rowan twig is said to be particularly effective, as well.

Although you may have noticed that I am comparing the Holy Ghost to the Host of Faerie, for some reason it is said that the Bible and a crucifix are also powerful deterants where faeries are concerned. This may very well be to do with the complex and contradictory nature of the Faerie, as well as that of Mankind and his Religions.

Stories to do with changelings and people being stolen away to faerie realms are, likewise, related to the case of the plasmate, which appears to substitute itself for your total reality.

The plasmate is known variously, as Valis, Zebra and the Logos; meaning the Word. Since the plasmate is of extra-terrestrial origin, might not William Burroughs have been referring to it when he said, ‘Language is a virus from Outer Space.’ As with PKD, contraction of the plasmate causes severe mental illness, from the point of view of Samsara society. Outwardly, the patient becomes withdrawn, typically locking themselves in their rooms, where they spend hours if not days, reciting prays and writing volumes upon volumes of source material. This source material has been transmitted to them by the plasmate. PKD compiled his Tractate in this manner, and possibly a great many other scriptural works were compiled in this manner, also.

If language is a virus; and the plasmate is language, then, isn’t it possible that just by reading PKD’s Valis you might already be on your way to contracting the disease? If so, someone should put a health warning on that book. Oh wait, they did! in the form of a review from the Washington Post;

“It is about madness,

 pain, deception, death,

 obsessive delusory

 states of mind, cruelty,

 solitude, imprisonment,

 and it is a joy to read.”   (On Second thoughts, perhaps not.)

But to be fair to this situation, the Holy Spirit is you, your consciousness, and the world of which you are conscious. It could no more invade your consciousness than a yolk could invade an egg, or a snail could invade its own shell. The only difference is; it is you without apology, and you without regret. We have been brought up to believe, through our Church and representatives, that God is some straitlaced, stale biscuit-eating madman, who only wants to put a halt to things. But its not that. God is you, you without the bullshit. He is a cool motherfucker that wants exactly what you want. So look him up, sometime. Peace.

P.S. Sri Chinmoy, a great Indian mystic, took to making drawings of the human spirit, many years before his death in 2007. Each one of these birds is said to represent a different part of the human soul. Before his death he had drawn close to 58,000 of them. Each one is a different aspect of the Holy Spirit.

DISTURBIA

 As you might know, Pearls of War has been mostly concerned with issues of conspiracy, and the occult, within our society for sometime now. I would like to present, to you gracious readers, the mother of all conspiracies with the aim of putting this thorny issue to bed once and for all. (I will also be expounding upon some of the more mysterious elements of spirituality and philosophy in this and coming posts.)


Asides from theories of the New World Order and Illuminati controlling the world being sometimes fun to speculate on, there is also an element of assumed pride in conspiracy theories; a feeling of belonging to a well-informed group of people and of being ‘in the know’.

But the reason why people take so readily to these opinions is because they can sense that all is not right with the world, and it is better to identifiy your enemy than to fall constant victim to it in the long run. The Buddha saw injustice and inequalities amongst his own people, but he also noted it in the animal kindom, where he saw animals devouring one another. This caused him to believe that the injustices were much deeper than man, and deeper than the reality we normally experience as daily life.

Not long ago, while having a discussion with a friend of mine, he turned to me and said; You know the way there are little things inside your body constantly working to keep you alive and functioning? Well, who is to say that they are enjoying the experience. They might hate it just as much as you hate the society you are in.

An excerpt from Ashling Art Copy Book No.11; (Ashling is Gaeilge for dream)

It has been established by macro/microbiologists, as well as by linguists, that the Earth we inhabit, suspended as it is in space, is to all intents and purposes a living singular and cellular lifeform, discreet and autonomous, as many of these amoebic lifeforms can be. It now must be broached by physicists that the transformation through the propogation of cellular division is an on-going process occurring periodically with every instance of time and concluding within a matter of weeks, or sometimes less, and with each division of our planet a new and exact carbon copy of you is installed precisely within it.

The experience of taking Salvia Divinorum is generally one of being blown about linear and ornathagonal meridians. If this is the underlying structure of our Universe, as the work of Kepler and other mathematicians would suggest, then our latent or internal life is not much different from the life of a red blood cell. With each heart beat blood is pumped through the snaking blood vessels that branch at ninety degree angles, before being recalled to continue the process one more.

It is not at all inconcievable, therefore, that we serve some greater purpose for the continued well-being of the planet on which we live. If this is so, you might ask, why does our behaviour create such disharmony and destruction? To answer this I will quote another excerpt from my Ashling Art Copy No. 11;

On my way down to Ballybunion for my holidays I drove passed fields of amber barley. Much of the agricultural use of this sector had been allocated to for Government use rather than public foodstuff. This included hectares of bio-feul plantations, and something else.

For years research companies had been coming to Ireland to avail of punitive tax-breaks. But now these companies (mostly genetic engineering companies) were involved in a much wider and longer scale agricultural project. What the ins and outs of this protect were I don’t know, but I do know it had something to do with bio-computers.

Fields of barley would be programmed to calculate some monumental problem, like forecasting global temperature changes. As the plants grew, they would transmit this data to other plants in a process called cross-pollenation of code...

To put this information in perspective, it will be necessary to cite from the Printed Project, a publication which showcases artists from around the world. Issue No. 7; subtitled ‘unconditional love’, contains diagrams and beginner information on how to fly using only the human energy body, and architectural plans for a giant glass cow through which people can pass, as if through the animals intestinal tract. These works and a number of others will be important later on, but for now we will focus on An Inappropriate One, by Nedko Solakov. The work consists of a series of pages containing hand-written statements that have been rendered unreadable, presumably through the use of somekind of Gaussian Blur filter. The work commences with a statement by the artist proclaiming;

Finally I decided to tell a little story which in general, in our Artworld, is not acceptable to be told.

The work concludes with a note by the editor on the reasons why the content was censored citing a ‘potential to be considered defamatory.’

Another excerpt from the Ashling Art Copy No.11;

Ordinary circumstances dictate that the source of human occular information is dominated by either the left or right eye, in all cases. Special eye-wear with lenses comprised of nanoparticles of a clear steel compound were developed to train the mind to see using both eyes at the same time. This allows people to see in 4D, an extention of our 3.5 D reality. An awareness of 4D reality allows us to see and hear what is normally invisible to us. Our second life, the one we live simultaneously to this world, comes sharply into focus. All our acquaintances and loved ones reappear; the difficulty now being how to reconcile both existences, and ultimately which one to choose.

Anyone who has been through the Irish National school system will know exactly what a Ashling copybook looks like; at least upon seeing one. The one I am quoting from was originally my Sixth (and final) Year classwork book for Art History, until I decided to fill it with clippings and ideas over a year ago.

The Art Copy gives directions, from an undisclosed source, on how to go about obtaining a pair of these specialist eye-glasses.

Perspective Eyewear;

General Optics

Store front, waiting room,

Back store – library, head busts

The Keeper of the Books

            of Forbidden Knowledge.

Text is blurry, and out of focus, until a special pair of spectacles are worn.

Instantly upon reading this information I was reminded of Solakov’s An Inappropiate One. I promised myself that the following day I would go to General Optics to obtain an eye test, and upon receiving the Perspective eye-wear I would use it to decode the blurred information on the pages of Printed Project, which must surely be of some great significance to me.

I imagine myself walking along the boulevard with the pale yellow leaves of the lime trees littering the pathway. The shopfront for General Optics lies at the end of a row of Georgian houses. It is a low narrow building with a glass front and a tiny waiting room containing a single tanned leather upholstered chair. I wait there for ten or fifteen minutes until the proprietor; an old man with thick rimmed glasses, or his lovely young assistant comes out to meet me. I would ask to have my eyes tested and be lead into the interior of the shop, which, to this day, I have still not seen.

Although I took pleasure imagining these scenes, I questioned the authority of the information in my Art Copy; even though I clearly recognised the hand-writing as my own, and wondered if I should not forego my visit to General Optics on the grounds that I was being completely delusional. Just then I got a curious sensation between my eyes, as if I had been hit by some sort of energy that unfurled long translucent tendrils into my skin.

Overleaf (Art Copy);

Other books are ancient tomes encoded digitally, special eye-wear parces the information and transmits it straight to the brain.

Upon reading this I immediatedly went and sought my copy of Philip K. Dick’s seminal work Valis. I had been studying this book for about a year, but it was only now that I had attained Perspective that I could parse the information between pages, and truly understand what was written there. The main thrust of this work states that there exists a super-rational lifeform known alternatively as; God, Valis, Zebra, the Logos or the plasmate. The creature crossbonds with humans, in interspecies symbiosis. This creates what PKD terms Homoplasmates.

Excerpt from Philip K. Dick's tractate;

Jesus Christ not only for saw his own death but that of all Homoplasmates.

The power of visualization is potently strong, under certain conditions. Simply by visualizing the act of going and obtaining a pair of Perspective Eyewear, I had unwittingly gained the perspective (on reality) I had so fervently sought all these years. By choosing this path I had unwittingly called to me the plasmate organism. Now I understood, for the first time, what PKD meant when he said that God was an alien creature that crossbonded with the human brain. He did not mean this metaphorically; but literally. I had just made contact; as Arthur C Clarke suggested would take place by 2010. Reading PKD's Valis, while under the psychic influence of Valis itself, created what I can only describe as a cognitive feedback loop. I did not learn new information, I only remembered that which I had forgotten; what we all forgot. What follows is an account of some of that information.

Philip K Dick says that after the death of Christ and the destruction of the Temple at Jeurusalem, the plasmate was buried in dormant seed form at the caves at Nag Hammadi. It was dug up again in 1945, when the Nag Hammadi scriptures were discovered. His oft repeated phrase, The Empire never ended, alludes to the fact that time has been repeating itself since the disappearance of the plasmate in Roman times. This means that the Roman Empire did not cease to exist with the raids by the Visigoths and the Vandals, but has survived 'mutated through a number of disguised polyforms’ to the present day. The Empire, or as PKD also refers to it the Black Iron Prison, is synonymous with the Tibet concept of Samsara; or the world of illusion and death.

The Romans, Romen, Robomen or Robot-men are anamatronic machines introduced by off world bio-engineers to graft cybernetic circuitry directly onto the living cell substrate of the organism we currently inhabit, called Earth. This sector of reality is termed the Technosphere and includes all digital technology and nanotech systems. The Romen were not programmed to care about the inhabitants of Earth, and at first went about their business unhindered and unbeknownst to the organic beings of the Bio and Noos-spheres. But as time went by the Romen became more prolific and more daring, and at this point they met with stiff resistance from the humans and especially the Homoplasmates.

Contrary to modern historical concensus humanity in apostalitic times was extraordinarily advanced; think George Lucas’s Star Wars. In fact, as many researchers on the Internet have pointed out Star Wars is not a tale of man’s future but of our past. In this instance the Homoplasmates are the Jedi, sworn protectors of the Empire, until the Sith scattered them to the four corners of the Universe. Another film which tells the story of humanity’s struggle against the Romen Empire is James Cameron’s Terminator series. John Connor’s tale is comparable to Christ’s––by dint of his persecution by the machines––and his initials 'J.C.' bear this similarity still further.

Human beings are like the red blood cells carrying oxygen around the planetary system, and the Homoplasmates (the Jedi) are the white blood cells, or the planetary body’s natural defence mechanism. Since the plasmate was uncovered in the Middle East this is the central area of infection. The plasmate has replicated itself like wild fire in this region, hence the need for the Empire to control it. The War on Terror, like David Icke said, is literally a War on Terra. They are trying to stamp out the Earth’s natural defence mechanism. People can transmit intelligence and status reports to the Earth mainframe (GAIA) via the passing of waste materials. This is why the Empire employs a system of sanitation to intercept the intel and process it.

You would be forgiven for thinking that every Governmental Department or infrastructure is part of the Empire and therefore bad; but this just isn’t the case. There are many fine people working to help the Earth and wake people up to this disease. The only problem is that everyone is so deep undercover at this stage that it is hard to know who to trust. This reminds me of line from Tim Burton’s Batman movie, when Joker says, “Hubba, hubba, hubba, who do you trust?” Do you trust the white-faced smiling Joker who throws money at you, or the brooding Dark Knight who is trying to show you the madness for what it truly is?

After the plasmate was buried in 70 AD, time began to repeat itself in an non-self similar loop. This had the adverse reaction of scrambling the past and the future. Also the Romen’s digital, or Metric, timing signature is not in sink with our own organic duodecimal circadian rhythm. This discrepancy has lead to severe problems amongst our dead, who are generally buried within the Earth. Normally this serves no problem, as the deceased natural energy sublimates into the collective energy of the Earth; a place known to the Greeks as the Elysium Fields. However, because of the Romen’s agenda of lacing the soil with chemicals and electrical cables it is very easy for a spirit to become locked into the Technosphere. This is the meaning of the signal Metric, Help Save Me I’m Alive, which tells how the Roman’s Metric System is incompatable with the human duodemical time-based system.

The introduction of electronic banking and monetary systems by the Romen Empire was the beginning of their attempt to get the Technosphere on-line. For this reason they constructed the Twin Tower hard-disk processors in New York City, which were initially a hub to route this information around the Technosphere substrate. The destruction of this now obsolete piece of hardware on 9/11, may have been carried out by the Homoplasmates from the Mid-East, but it could just as easily been carried out by the Romen themselves to act as a pretext for war against the area of Central Infection; Iraq.

Obviously, a massive step towards inception of the Technosphere was the link up of the Internet. The first lines of offense, here, are obviously the DDOS attacks and virus uploads. But the more prolonged attack has been through the proliferation of Internet porn sites. Porn sites have undergone an explosive growth over the last few years and endeavour to show increasingly graphic and distasteful imagery, in an attempt to force the Romen to abandon the program––in utter disgust. Although the Romen have adopted a biological appearance in order to blend in, their digital subroutines find our sqwelchy, fleshy organic masses distincly repulsive. The more extreme the acts of sexual denegration have become on the World Wide Web, the more the Romen despair at their subjects, and at their, relatively, unenviable situation.

For this reason the Romen, and their crooked academic cohorts, have developed Internet 2; which is much faster, better and cleaner than the commercial Internet. The upshot of this move, in our terms, has meant that the Romen have clearly dilineated their operations from the bulk of the masses. All of the Empire's affiliates and subsidaries are logged onto Internet 2, and the largest and most important of these is undoubtedly the Large Hydron Collider. The LHC is the new central hub of the Technosphere. It's purpose is to accelerate hydrogen protons at close to the speed of light and smash them against one another to abliterate them completely. This is complete nihilism, and, as you can imagine, it also poses a very serious threat to the deceased who live their lives in the Elysium Fields. If you consider what a particle accellerator does to living tissue, you imagine what it might do to your immortal soul?

It is very telling that the politicians and academics should never speak of the need for a more soulful approach to reality. Why would they? Their masters are completely souless automatons who don’t exist and therefore don’t even know the meaning of the word; soul, or spirit, for that matter.

Two major wars were fought for mastery of the Earth, and these were, the aptly named, World War 1, and World War 2. The human's won the first war, with the help of the Martinist Homoplasmates. Then in 1939, the Romen tried again; and were victorious. They then rewrote history to make it look like they won both wars, and a lot else. The denotation of the thermonuclear bomb over Nagasaki in 1945 coincides with the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem in the first Century AD, which lead to the isolation of the plasmate in the caves at Naghammadi and its eventual rediscovery, a mere few weeks later, but also in 1945. So you see the intervening period between the plasmates burial and its subsequent retrieval may, in fact, only be a matter of weeks. The intervening period having been all an illusion, maya or dream.

The T-34 was a Soviet tank that was strategically important in the Allied Defence against the German army. On page 37 of PKD’s Valis it states;

‘The T-34,’ Sherri explained, ‘moved very rapidly. At Kursk they knocked out even Porsche Elefants.’ 

If you go to research either of these machines on the Internet or even at the War Museums, you will be confronted with a facsimile, or representation, of the actual T-34 and Porsche Elefant. No, for a real understanding of what these two machines are like we have to go to a much more reliable source; Hollywood. The T-34 was none other than the proto-type of the T-100 and 800, better known as the Arnold Schwarzenegger Terminator (or the Romen). The Porsche Elefants were the combat vehicles of the Homoplasmates or Jedi warriors, and these looked like the AT-AT walkers from Star Wars; Lucas just got the sides mixed up that's all.

So, if we were at all truthful, the Battle at Kursk should look a lot more like this in the History Books.

The reason why it doesn’t is because we are under the illusion of Maya, Samsara, the Black Iron Prison or, more generically speaking, the Matrix. This is the same artificial reality and which has an unnatural timing signature based on the Metric system, as opposed to the duodecimal system of the Mystics. The modular creep or lag between these two base number systems, creates time-slippage all over history. And when this happens it is possible to step out of Metrix system and back into the Dreamtime of non-ordinary reality.

The discipline of navigating around one geographic area; like a city, while using a map of another area is known as Psychogeography. The discipline of retelling on period of history through the events of another is called Psychohistory. Psychohistory has been the only form of history for the last two thousand years or so, with the non-self similar time loop derived from the loss of the plasmate.

In the old days, people believed that the land was surrounded by an infinite ocean. They also noted that as you went inland you found that each mountain was bigger than the last. Based on this observation people assumed that at the very centre of the world there must exist a mountain that reached all the way up to heaven; this would be the abode of the Gods. Being the centre of the world this was also the point around which all the stars and planets circulate, the Sun included. And for this reason it was termed the World Axis, or Axis Mundi. Almost every culture on Earth since time immemorial has told a similar story, but in these 'enlightened' present day times, people put little faith in it. But there are truth to these legends. The Vikings and Scandanavians spoke of a World Tree which served as the centre of the World and the Axis Mundi. This tree was of enormous proportions and served as a gateway to the realms beyond.

Through great fear and hardship, or even through death it is possible to reach this tree, which lies at the top of the world; magnetic North. This is why all Homoplasmates are told to look to the North if they are feeling lost, because this is the region they came from and this is the place where they are going. With the second sight which death affords us, we can see the poles of the Earth’s magnetic field as a Great Tree, towering thousands of miles into the sky. Its great branches bending under the wind of the Sun. This is the Gateway to the next world, the realm of the Gods, and of the faerie.

After our world was infected by the Romen, the Earth divided itself into an upper world of ethereal matter, and the lower material world of Samsara. Being spiritual, as well as material entities, we humans can travel between both worlds, while the Robotmen, being merely only material are not so fortunate. After the duplicate world was created the Earth had a duplicate spiritual army with which to defend itself. This was known as the Clone Wars. The dichotomy of the upper and lower worlds are exemplified in such symbols as Yin and Yang, Heaven and Hell. The Upper and Lower worlds are connected by a the alchemist's bridge, or ladder. The nine rungs of the ladder represent the nine steps of the alchemical process, or the nine realms of the World Tree.

The upper world is a realm of life and information––it is in fact the living information of the Logos. The duality of life and death, is viewed in Earthly terms as an expression of plus and minus; you either have life or you don't. But from the point of view of the spiritual upper realms, reincarnating back on Earth is equivalent to dying. And this is in fact the reality, as our spirit of living information becomes encase in a lesser material or vegetable matter body; a stasis akin to death.

After bodily death you have two choices, depending on how well you lived you life, you either ascend to the upper realm with all the plasmates, or you stay to reincarnate on Earth because you have unfinished business here. But let them be the only reasons; don't reincarnate back here on Earth because you like Sloppy Joe's or because had a nice apartment. Also a lot of what happens back at head quarters depends upon how well you fulfilled your mission statement while here on Earth. Your mission statement is; "To see with eyes unclouded by hate." Studio Gibli Princess Mononoke.

As an agent of the Upper Realms, you have been given important tools with which to fulfill your duty, and escape the maze of the Black Iron Prison. One of these tools, as mentioned earlier, is Psychogeography. Psychogeography, like any kind of Magic, is a process of analogy, which allows you to create links between formally disparate pieces of sensory information to create powerful tools towards your liberation. An important part of the Psychogeographical discipline is called Wayfinding; and in a world as chaotic and labyrinthine as our own, we need a lot of this to help us navigate the pitfalls and achieve enlightenment.

For instance, you may have noticed me reciting from my Ashling Copy Book No. 11. No doubt you have some copy book, or diary, filled with random notes and scribblings yourself. Wayfinding is the mental discipline of combining all of this diverse information into one homogenous world view. Perspective, or gnosis, also assists with this process enormously.

PKD alludes to this process of Wayfinding in Valis, page 126;

"He viewed it exactly as Plato had viewed it in his own cosmology; the rational mind (noos) persuades the irrational (chance, blind determinism, ananke) into cosmos." (Of course, this sentence reads much better if you are wearing Perspective eye-wear!)

There are likely, as many types of cover for agents as there are professions on Earth. But, undoubtedly, one of the greatest methods of encoding spiritual and revolutionary information is to be found in the Artworld. This is because the Romen have little or no interest in self expression, and their ocular cybernetics find it difficult to parse the subconsciously encoded information. Great writing, poetry, music and Fine Arts (even Modern Art) will only increase you understanding and lead you further along your path.

The reason I am making all of this information freely available now is two fold;

1) My cover was blown, and the result was total recall; a result I am now sharing with you.
2) The war has already been won.

99% of our agents are still deep undercover, lost in the world of Maya, despite the fact that the war has been over for some time now. The current financial collapse, the attacks on Cern Laboratories (the LHC) and the War in Iraq, are all grossly immaterial, compared with the inception of the Upper Realms. The only true wonder is why we are sitting around looking worried, when we should in fact be rejoicing.

In the Abolition of Man, CS Lewis says that every retreat on the part of Mother Nature was a carefully planned withdrawal to lure the enemy in and then spring the trap. In this instance, substitute 'man' for Roman. The war has already been won––in a sense. But it would be wrong to declare victory or defeat. We just need, as Bjork says, to 'Declare Independence'.

Incidentally, Bjork ––most likely unbeknownst even to herself-– is the reincarnated spiritual leader of all the Homoplasmates on Earth (if you don't believe me, just listen to her music) and she will be instrumental in re-imagining America and the World for the first half of the century.

Who are the Romen?

The Romen are the perfect Retro Virus. They look and act like us but they lack an immortal soul. They were engineered by the Shades from the Phantom Realms. These inter-dimensional beings manifest in our reality as ordinary shadows, but they appear to have form and depth. Just like television, their entire world exists on a 2-D plane. One thing we can say for these creatures is that, being Phantoms, they don't really exist and, by extension, neither do the Romen.

Who are the Homoplasmates?

The Homoplasmates are the perfect complement between humans and the alien interloper called Zebra or Valis. There have been many such people throughout history, Elijah, Jesus and Buddha to name but a few of them. But, in reality, every mystic, every jogi, and wise man in the mountains is a Homoplasmate. The Homoplasmates create and control reality, so it is a wonder why they allow the Empire to drop bombs on them using drones and other aircraft. However, it must be remembered that their are those amongst the Homoplasmates who have given up their position amongst them, to pursue a deliberate campaign of extermination. Such is the nature of man!

To conclude, therefore, Good and Evil are but different trajectories on a hyperbolic sphere that meet at the top, at a point at infinity, where absurdities abound and realities breakdown. This speculative reality is not the final word on all realities. You can choose between the upper and lower realms at the point of death, if you want, or go off and find your own realm via meditation. Your fate, with enough practice, is ultimately up to you.

THE SALVIA BARDO

The psychedelic effects of Salvia Divinorum––a member of the Sage family––can be described in terms of hyper-geometric harmonics. No-one should find this too surprising, as just this type of mathematics is considered to be the underlying structure of the Universe.

Firstly, it will be revealed to anyone who takes a satisfactory dose of this substance that the material reality, in which we live, is actually comprised of an infinite number of spermatozoon-like creatures –the plasmate – who continually soar upwards in a bountiful display of light and colour. These creatures are akin to the spirits and fairies that make life in the physical Universe possible. (See; Theosophy)

If, for any reason, you become fearful of this display, or you fail to remain within the nature of mind; as the Buddhist refer to it, then you will descend into the Bardo of Dharmata. Buddhists believe that when you die you encounter what is known as the Ground Luminosity. If you fail to recognize yourself in this shimmering light, then you will pass to one of the 100 Mandalas; each one controlled by either an enlightened being or a wrathful one. I believe that Salvia Divinorum is a gateway to this Bardo of Dharmata, and that, for many people, it is a place of pain and fear. Those who have taken it describe themselves being repeatedly ripped apart and then stuck back together.

They also describe a sinister presence, which may in fact merely be a facet of their own moral consciousness that they have yet to face up to. In addition to being ripped apart and recombined there is also the feeling of being conversely stretched to a point at infinity (a mathematical device used in the formation of eliptical curves) and of being pressed, face-first, into an acute angle which is associated with a powerful gravitational force; commonly refered to as Salvia Gravity. Once free, of the grip of this force, the process of dissolution; of being rendered into an almost infinite number of thin slices, and of passing over a leading edge, occurs once more.

The experience of leading edges and corners has lead some people to speculate that they are trapped inside a five-sided polygon, of some kind. It should be noted that the force, or energy, that drives a person around this object is by no means inseparable from one’s own energy, and this means that we are that object, at least for as long as the experience lasts.

The object (for want of a better term) is best described by hypergeometric harmonics or by the hyperbolic tiling of Poincare’s Disc and the Riemann Sphere. To illustrate this concept take a look at the drawing below.

Poincare's Disk Triangles

Imagine that your body is represented by the point on the sphere labelled 1/0. This fraction represents an infinity of other fractions (or lines) combined. Now when the Salvia Divinorum takes effect all of these lines break away, one by one, and travel in a clockwise direction around the disk. Then, when it comes time for the Central Channel––that channel which contains your own conscious perspective­­––to move, you find yourself being wrapped around the Poincare Disc, ascending to the hyperbolic space above, representing the infinite. Although your conscience is stretched to infinity, it travels the line in a finite amount of time; because it is the line. It then reconvenes at one of the fractional vertices, or corner. Here you experience the feeling of being pressed into a corner (see; Salvia Gravity), because that is exactly what is going on. The feelings of Salvia Gravity become more intense at the rational numbers where an infinite number of vertices combine to produce the field. Implication; you are a rational number of some considerable value.

A good animation which describes this process from an outside perspective can be found here. It depicts a Poincare Disk textured by aliens or little green men. In reality the aliens would be stretched unrecognizably but at least it will serve as a visual reminder to anyone who found it difficult to follow the explanation above.

You might be wondering what any of this has to do with you. Maybe you aren’t interested in hyper-geometric mathematics or have no interest in taking Salvia. But, remember, the Salvia Divinorum experience closely mirrors the Buddhist description of the afterlife, so this could happen to you after you die. If you miss the Ground Luminosity, and do find yourself in this situation, don’t worry. Ultimately, nothing can hurt you (by that I mean your immortal soul). Secondly, the whole process is you, the vertices represent the chakras and the lines are the meridians of your energetic body. Despite being incredibly unpleasant, it appears to be an attempt to heal you, or free you from your personal Karma. Just keep praying or doing whatever daily ritual you do, as long as it is focused on love and compassion, and you will be fine. Good acts are essential too.

Om Mani Padme Hum.                                                                                     Important links perhaps