The Intersection of Simulation, Spirit World & Reality (audio: noxsoma.substack.com)

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Several times this week, Universe sent your humble curmudgeon irresistible articles, penned by what we affectionately call “whackos,” on the topic living in a Simulation.

Sabado Grande Mi gente. Welcome to one more day of simulated reality. Let’s throw some philosophies, theories, beliefs and motivations back & forth, and see what materializes.
The concept of living in a simulation is so old it’s ancient. We don’t rightly know if this idea originated before the flood, or if latter-day scholars claimed that it originated before the flood. When one is raised in a Christian dominated country, where the religion is been so battered, abused and corrupted, anything sounds better – even Alien invaders. 2,026 years of so-called Christianity with its fire & brimstone, and wrathful, murderous adulterous deities, is quite enough. Not to mention sexual deviants who seem to get off on sexual deviation.
So yeah. The Elohim were space aliens who invented a slave race of miners, maids and military men to fight their ego maniacal wars. We liked that scenario so much we built a couple of philosophies around it, which we put on the record, (our own video series), for two or three years. We know the work of Sitchin, Velikovsky, Atkinson, Blavatsky, King James and others, who, looking for alternatives to Christianity, conjured up luminous beings from lost continents, gracious guardians far-off galaxies, and sole survivors of doomed planets. But of course, for every good-good there must be an equal and opposite evil. So we were given Satan, Lucifer, Beelzebub, Mephistopheles, Baphomet, Epstein and Diddy.
Mind still prefers the idea of space aliens over schizophrenic Abrahamic, “Gods.” But it’s really a case of six of one and a half dozen of the other. They still screwed us over, and they still want us dead.
If the planet is destined for annihilation, it doesn’t matter whether it’s an apple or a pancake. We’re proper fucked.
So why does Chicken Little and the Simulation Symphony feel that it’s their dharma to warn the rest of us that we’re living in a simulated reality? Maybe all 8 billion of us could click our heels together and wake out of this nightmare. If we all shout loud enough, “We are here,” our dust speck of a would won’t get boiled?
We cannot say for certain. Motives range from insanity to clairvoyance, Which in our circle, are situated right next to each other. But everything in between? Entertainment? Escapism? And my favorite, profit. If you can’t profit from prophets, what good are they?
“Deconstruction” is one of the buzz-words floating around the cosmic game, these days. So let’s “deconstruct” some of these ideas.
But first, a disclaimer. Your humble deconstructionist, is a huge fan of alien-intervention theory, and a fan of Jesus, as kind of a quirky philosopher dude, but not as the literal son, of a literal all-mighty invisible Christian god. We are still figuring stuff out, like whether bible stories are fairy tales, life coaching courses for survivors of the flood, or a way to tell time. We don’t go to church and we don’t eat wafers and we don’t drink wine. We can go either way on Simulation Theory, so we have some tricks up our sleeves. Oh yeah, White people from the Pleiades aren’t coming here to save the Euro-savages from their own savagery, or any of us indigenous Earthers either.
First Base: The Fibonacci Sequence. What’s been popularized as the Fibonacci sequence dates back some 2,300 years to ancient Indian mathematics. Once again, Europeans culturally appropriating the scholarship of Brown people, putting their own spin on it, embellishing it and getting it wrong. Indian scholars studied the sequence in the context of music. Don’t ask me how, but it makes sense through the prism of the “golden ratio,” which the sequence approaches but never quite achieves, exactly.
The idea that nature follows the sequence comes from 18th and 19th century botany. Researchers noticed that new seeds or leaves were sprouted at a 137.5 degree angle to keep new growth from overlapping older growth, so as not to block out the sunlight. Which in itself is fascinating. We could actually relate the natural spread of plants with the musical sequence.
Anyway, this is how the idea that nature follows the Fibonacci sequence got started. This could be a pedantic differentiation, but here goes anyway. It’s more about the angle than the sequence. I’ve counted the ovuliferous scales on pine cones and the sequence wasn’t there. Maybe you get a 5, 8, 13 pattern if you bend your counting but that’s about it. We’ve done the same with leaves and stems. However, we never thought to measure the angles.
Here’s something no one will tell you about Fibonacci, except maybe math nerds. There are some stunning patterns within the sequence. But to dis-cover them, your have to be 2 parts patient, and 4 parts bored. Then, if you truly want nerdentials, you record and post a multi-part series on what you found and how you found it.
Alien Intervention Theory.
It was way too easy for your humble truth-seeker for jump on the Annunaki train. It’s not as if I ever has a crisis of faith with Christianity. I simply never had faith. It’s like, “okay, if you say so,” and then never talk about it again.
So I read all these books in the early part of this century, “12th Planet,” “Lost Book of Enki,” “Worlds in Collision,” even “Bringers of the Dawn.” And of course I binge-watched “Ancient Aliens” on the graveyard shift. It’s a wonder I wasn’t abducted. But I can’t be certain I wasn’t. So I was ripe for Nibiru’s return and ready for the Annunaki to come save humanity for humanity.
I waited patiently. Then 2012 happened, or should I say, “didn’t happen,” so I left the woo-world and started listening to alternative media on YouTube.
So where are we with alien-intervention theory, Reptilians hybrids, cone-headed inbreeds, Grays, Insectoids, and Nordics? Eh. Show me. Otherwise, it’s just the next blockbuster movie franchise, about a dysfunctional family of aliens who come to paradise and fuck it up. Same ole, same ole.
This vessel is not a fan of Neil deGrasse Tyson. We don’t hate him. He exists and that’s okay. However, we heard this over the top quote from him saying something like, ‘I defy anyone to prove to me that we’re not living in a simulation.’ Proving a negative is impossible. It’s like challenging (the late) Christopher Hitches to prove that there is no God.
So, you know, whatever man.
Tyson, we are informed, is 50 50 on Simulation theory. That’s cool. That’s where we are too. But check this out. What we’ve done, (we being the Trinity), is map out parallel concepts that work to our benefit whether we are living in a computer program, a mental simulation, or whatever this “reality” is composed of. Believe it or not. We can create “good luck.” Good fortune. Good vibes.
All of us here in this realm, and others are, made of the same stuff. Some of us are a little more dense than others. (Dense, not meaning dumb. Like literally, physically dense.) But we all have one mission in common, and that’s life. Even that anti-human Hapsburg diaspora is about preserving life, just not Ours. When we vibrate on the life level, let’s call it, anything is possible. Universe works in your favor because it’s working in its favor. Back to the circle.
Let’s wrap this up, with a thought experiment.
We are living within a “mindscape.” What kind of “mind” could manage to maintain an ecosystem that can only be counted in ten to the power of tens to the power of google? What kind of Mind makes numbers perfect, but only useable and effective within their own domain. What kind of minds keeps humans on the bottom of the Earth from falling off? Helps good little boys and girls manifest their dreams and develop their talents and ideas? Keeps humans functioning even while we’re not paying attention, or actively trying to kill our vessels?
That which cannot be named. Which neither needs, nor demands praise or worship? Does not visit illiterate profits in caves, nor dictates commands to wizards on mountain tops? Does not ask a father to murder is son to prove devotion?
Maybe we just call it “Nature-Mind.” That answers all of my questions, but perhaps I missed something. Fill me in.
Meanwhile,
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