Are you curious enough to look at Toxoplasma?

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Taste of Betulin

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Song Birds Enchant Gap Junctions

Funny Things About Wells

With our universe adrift in a gravitational funnel
We see at the horizons as information flees across a great expanse of a greater disk
Light centrifugally spun as tapestry of stars
Toward the side of the funnel revolve the highest gravitational densities
Being in a slower plane on the inner side of an open singularity
Light is not seen in the vertical and horizontal
And the gravitational field validates

So we spin a 2D ring into the great expanse
And everything about us is cast upon that halo

We paint these spiraling halos as we travel down the well
So it would seem as fate that the notion of our continued travel would ultimately lead to either oblivion, God, or a continuation of life
Yet our story is painted on those walls

In stasis, we would rest, protected, within our domain in the well
If in transit, we're heading for a pinch

Now, consider that we rise out of the funnel...
Then we exit into outerspace
On the other hand the pinch leads to innerspace

Transit dictates that the future possibly lies in surviving the pinch
In which case we're either as ejecta or in stasis at the rim or we progress along to the outer side of our singular universe

Rising establishes a long range potential stasis at the broader rim or exit above with clear view of the outer universes

In so doing we would experience a period of return to the past with preservation of knowledge
Similarly, a future such occurrence could do the same

So, how much of our past did we write?

Now consider that oracles are real and that future and past vision are one and the same
That implies for one that natural flow allows for a pinch destination
It also implies that Grace and Respect would obviate the willful corruption or destruction of Akasha

Which implies that we can keep a holding pattern
Or rise by rewinding Universal flowering

Where lies our fate?

By the same token, let's just take care of our local bubble, the water is fine here

In an expanding universe we naturally rise

Circumstances may result in our unnatural demise.

Piloting a Universal Model 101

The pinch leads to future, innerspace, and hyperspace in another realm of outerspace
It's a thruster, but survivable

Therein lies the crux of the problem, booby traps from the past.

Let me make it plain, we already have the technology to pilot a bridge (Ponce Pilate)
So we already have a technical now how.
The rest is just intuition

One ring looking for another

Missing the ones within

Stop the clock and side track

Latest conspiracy news

Heard from my uncle the other day...

Apparently there's a new Starwars revue coming out. They have a cast of thousands participating and the Grand opening is scheduled for the solstice.

So Word is, according to a man from uncle's tribe named Sam, Delilah is lead actress even though Judges don't approve. But she showed up at the casting call and mesmerized the masses, even Roderic, who just happened to be in town to raid a caravanserai over a shipment that was tracked from Mongolia via Tibet. Apparently, Chin era temples were pinging the Great Wall and announcing the rebirth of the legions of sleeping clay warriors. Nutz man, seems there's a briefcase with second hand undergarments in it with dna traces from some old fart...

Anyway, story goes that the show starts with a red carpet entry to Cheops, where scenes will be broadcast on UTV. The papyrussi are going bezerk over the prospect of scribing wavelength guide effigies of the beautiful while watching them in glee walking towards their last ritual.

Oh, almost forgot, there's a planned opening act called Witches of Saleem. I hear it's kind of antithetical to the whole theatrical production. But mom said that their fleeting tongue action clears the air and ozonates the Gallery. But she won't go as the ululation gives her cramps.

Should be interesting, but I guess I'll wait on the Blue Ray release and watch it with my eclipse viewer, you know, the one where you make a hole in a box and place a parchment on the other side. Funny things obscura cameras, lol, learned that trick from using play-doh.

Note to Self: get some clay to patch the roof. Rain is coming and the atrium needs the drains cleaned as well.

demyelinating polyradiculoneuropathy

Couldn't post some of the material that led to this, must be a sensitive topic. Sloughingly so.

Great info Dude, Would you please expand on what you know about demyelinating polyradiculoneuropathy please. GBS, Silk road, carpet baggers.

I believe that this Toxoplasma is responsible for a lot of unnecessary deaths and relationship problems. They've talked about it on the Rogan podcast. It will make mice unafraid of cats, therefore they will run in front of a cat and get eaten. I've also heard in a high percentage of motorcycle deaths, the parasite can be found in the rider. Same concept they lose their fear and get reckless.

Also try dating someone raised around cats. No offense to cat lovers. But they can be very difficult to deal with. They will lose the ability to rationalize.

This is one of the world's problems that doesn't get enough attention, sadly.

Teletransposition


A true channeler would be one who serves as a conduit in transferring information including that which would have been otherwise unknown.

There is value to this in the sense that new knowledge is being obtained. But the whole notion has been associated with stigma.

All sapiens are genetically predisposed to inherit functionalities from ethereal structures which best match their own. Consider a compound waveform representative of the 'shadow' of a double helix. Overlayed on actual helices, thus united interaction ensues. Think of this as teletransposition if you wish, but as an example, a composite neutrino field needn't require teleportation. Inheritance as such is also a backup process. And symmetry is another method.

Consider that some would seek to do this holographically and, with acoustic phonon biases, also holo-gramically/grammatically. The pretense would be to 'use' dormant locii in an effort to avoid telomere degradation (slow/reverse aging).

We harbor ancestral genetic information and share same with the World. Passive and activated background genetic as well as neuronal processes (daemons) are present in all beings.

So how would our DNA be predisposed to 'accept' something more foreign. Well, how about GMO? Or music? Epigenetics, morphogenetics.

On the other hand, a hologram can temporarily encapsulate created matter or conduct inner repair. But that's for a different post.

Some may apply such concepts to understanding spirit recycling or reincarnation. Others may glean themselves as genetic vaults of ancestral and recovered departed. Yet windows to soul are sacred and meant to house singularity, as an unbroken egg or a monad.

Of import, exposure to ultraviolet, microwave, and X-ray, directly impacts that which we harbor.

An ascended mind leaves daemons behind which tend to autonomia.
An ascended heart, armed with Sophia, offers to draw souls out of charge hell.
An ascended being we may be, when we See between the thickets.

You may ask your Self, where is Love in all of this. Do you Love All enough to wish to save even the lowest demon? If so, watch your back, you could be tackling an upside down you. At which point you might cleanse your inner sanctum.

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Synchronicities are non-linear unless tampered, they are of the River. Visit the shoreline long enough and evidence of sequencing arises. Most rabbit holes yield similar information, the subtleties are of value.

Within the charge flow and ebb of the Tree that is His.
An ignited bundle induces a pulse from within or without.
Strengthening your within while shielding the without.

In the neutral cardial field, expansion allows for separation.
Gapped polarized W boson bands release Z meson arcs,
While associated electronic charge flow disperses interfacially,
Sophia thus bridged to the world, protected by
A flaming sword gate within an electronic hall.

Guard and nourish your heart well
As 'tis Hrit'ten that you are of Sol
As such in quiescence We unite
In that sweet neutral of Soul.


jad -) Be well.

Guilty Breathing


As a trapped monad to a shell
Ovular interstitial to reality
Dispensing products of sin
To a wall of inner wailing

Therein resides a prodigal one
Having grown in totemic steps
To emerge victorious from a flower
Yet become encrusted by inequity

Alas, what has come to pass
As ordained in a tenet
Written as law
Yet fraught with impositions of guilt

Within the interface named man
An inner child reaches out
To embrace infinity
And the grasp of a hand

Wherethrough passeth Love?
Aligned through polarized lenses
Blocked by insulated band gaps
Distorted by muses and sycophants

Yang in dominant exhalation
Leading to pang in the huff
Projected or directed
Becomes entropic in dyads

Negativity in emotion
Amplified by electronegativity
Spawns reverb in expansion
As Mother carries all tunes

Enrichment of the infinite
Stemming from fidelity in transaction
Coupled with quality energy
Shares True patterns via recognition

Turtle man cast thy burden!
Walk away from seducing deductions
Turn and see the crust for what it is
A delusion of splendor in a web of deceit

JAD - just go on. Much depth on your postings.

jad please,

. M is an arkh enk, m is the babes and insect tones.