Thursday 31 March 2011

A Little Poetry

SLEEPYHEAD
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The darkest shadow has begun to fall
where sun shone bright and all walked tall.
A creeping disease too slow to see
has infected the lives of you and me.

Under the stones as you rest your weary bones
a parasite crawls and sneaks through our homes.
And who can see by the glare of the TV,
which flickers at just the right frequency?

As horrors untold begin to unfold,
at the edge of perception the fear takes hold.
And so we deny, and embrace the next lie,
warmed by the globe as the people grow cold.

And I tried to explain but a haze filled my brain,
and I couldn't quite say how we got here today.
But then came a man; a man we should cherish.
He knew, and his name was Brian Gerrish.

He was sound as a pound - though my pound hit the ground,
and dwindles away as I watch day by day.
And though all the services can't get their pay,
the banks get bailed out in some magical way.

And war raged on, began by a lie,
though I never heard all the innocent die.
I only saw stars wearing this, doing that.
I only saw stars wearing this, doing that.

As a Common Purpose slipped into place
behind the scenes as if far out in space,
in all of society the leaders were set...
including the ones who aren't leaders yet!

And though they would cheat and steal, that's OK;
all those above us can have their own way.
The laws and the statutes are only for slaves;
a legal fiction from cradle to grave.

My words could go on and on and on
and on and on and on and on...
But too much is wrong to write in a song.
I've already spoken for far too long.

I just ask that you hear and not wait another year,
or for some dark date when it's far too late.
I ask that you look in the history book...
It's happened before; it will happen once more.

And if it's not clear with your finger in your ear,
or safe with your beer to give you your cheer,
you need to wake up and put down your cup.

YOU NEED TO WAKE UP!




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CONSPIRACY FAIRIES
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A cry never heeded: Unity is needed.
All that is tall will fall with this call.

But none ever hear, if you scream year by year.
They do nothing but speak, growing ever more weak,
while the enemy roars, and the truth-teller bores.

The dictators creep while the wakened ones sleep;
an illusion so deep.

I long for the mission. Will any ever listen?
A strong horn and tooth says, "We know the truth."
But that means nought; it's only a thought.

The dream will come true when we choose to DO!


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Saturday 12 March 2011

Thoughts on The Pattern

What I call "the Pattern", or the Logos, or Tao, etc. is the "thing" behind reality, always changing yet always remaining the same, like a living (and seemingly intelligent) creature - always keeping the same shape, but always moving into different positions.

The way this is sampled is a one dimensional sampling of reality in an extremely simplified form, translated into a two dimensional picture of reality, then translated into a three dimensional picture of reality (and sometimes expanded into a four dimensional picture, including time as well as space). The one dimensional sampling of reality corresponds precisely with the actual observed three dimensional reality. But how is the whole of reality, or at least the portion of it being observed recorded?

My method is a simple flipping of 36 coins, six coins six times, three with the left hand and three with the right, flipping left and right at the same time. Each coin flip, whether it turns up heads or tails simplifies each portion of a sequence of reality into binary, and transforms that period of observed reality into a binary number. Many things could have happened during that time, and the coins could have moved in a massive variety of different ways. But their massively complex movements, and all the possible events in the world are simplified into whether one half of them happened or not. Obviously this could be made more sensitive by using dice, and more rolls but using this simple 6x6 binary form shows us the simplest possible picture of reality - the true building blocks which form actual experience.

So what we see is that reality is always made from the same picture, but it always varies its appearance into different configurations, while always keeping the same form - like all the different ways in the world you could draw a picture of a house. I don't know whether or not that it's a consequence of using six coins six times, with the left and right halves seperated and at the same time, that the 6x6 image shows a picture of reality, imagined as a two dimensional image in your eye expanded into a three dimensional picture of reality, as well as the left and right hand 3x6 halves showing different pictures seperately. Additional images appear as both black on a white background and white on a black background, and also when the image is turned and looked at in a different way. So within the same simple image there can be as many as TWENTY-FOUR different images! The different pictures which appear sometimes are of the same thing at different points in time, simulating an actual three dimensional moving scene. Perhaps also seperating it into left and right together divided physical location into left and right halves of total reality in the pictures.

Of course the numbers can be looked at in many different ways, producing yet more pictures, as well as the numbers themselves, being seen as occurances within reality that also form those same events and numbers. Another experiment that needs to be done is getting numbers from a completely different location, as all of my experiments, where reality is seperated into left and right halves, have been done in the exact same location.