Most of the neurological methods which “un-modified” humans use to understand their world are but constructs.

Take Timothy Leary’s “Eight-Circuit Model of Consciousness” for example.

It is a series of lenses designed to enable the one who labors to “visualize” the workings of certain spheres of activity.

These are related to the social inter-workings of personality types and their effects upon the social order and so on…

It seems that the mind of the postmodernist likes to play with infinite regress and how it relates to the social order the way that a teen masturbates to porn.

In other words, he just can’t help himself and he’s actually less vital as a result of it.

Where I grew up differently in this regard was that in addition to learning language and math, my processes were constantly under bombardment by something I could not readily rid myself of.

And that was that my “mind” was tweaked into the ability to perceive visual information on how one set of protons ruled by thirds, exchanges information due to a “resonance” connected to another material-based network of systems ruled by protons which are not required to interact directly to those ruled by thirds.

The way in which to “lens” this spectra was accomplished via my neural network and how the brain creates loops in time.

In fact, one of the things which has always bothered me, and something which you cannot imagine the freedom of being bereft of—is the inconvenient way in which I shift timelines and enter different reality tunnels.

Most of the time it’s trivial and ridiculous results of actions and reactions to people making decisions on mundane and common things: the furniture in a room will change color or style (as I’m actually sitting in it) or a pen will disappear from its chain at the bank (as I’m using it to sign my name) and so on.

One learns to deal with these “reality tunnels” from their youth and although there is some small comfort in knowing there is no such thing as “infinite possibilities” (see free-will and how the unwritten law of self preservation plays into this) it can be quite annoying at times to see that I can’t play the stock market the manner in which someone in Hollywood with a much more robust imagination might write into a script—for the timeline which I’m actually seeing (and falling endlessly within, like someone who stumbled onto a bottomless pit) is in fact that timeline bound to the “inheritance” of my own.

For most see time as “linear” and so we imagine ourselves to be in control of how we navigate this vessel which is our bodies.

Like ships which pass from one point to another, we leave “wakes” which eventually disappear into the void of a seemingly endless sea.

There is no mark of our having passed this point or that once the sea closes up upon the wake.

This uncomfortable fact of how we relate to time and death forces us to try and create “maps” and to imagine that there are more permanent markers of our comings and goings.

We create navigable neural explanations in the form of “circuits” / “stars” with which to navigate by and we pass these down as artifacts to those who cannot comprehend that these tools are but constructs not meant to be taken literally.

The map is just a map, and does not show you the full nature of the terrain.

You can look at a menu in a restaurant all day long: but in an inflationary country, all prices are subject to change and you’ll never really know if the menu items are really these unless you actually order the food.

Where my mind differs is that I can actually “see” the “currents” and the “winds” and how the “weather systems” combine to create them.

I am forced by an unseen hand to leap across the deck from one seemingly identical ship to another, only to discover subtle changes in its crew, construction and course.

This is why I was able to tell you about things like Osama Bin Laden’s plan to destroy the United States.

On one ship, the State Department did not whisk all the students out of the country in time, and the result of the trial in US courts led to the Saudis dumping bonds as the Euro took the place of the petro-dollar.

These “shifts” happened many times during those days, and I quite literally saw different Americas simply walking down the street.

I still do.

They are happening now.

My experience of “passing time,” is not what your neural tunnel perceives it to be.

“Time” takes much longer for me.

You would perceive me talking to just you in a brief few minutes, while I see myself talking to another “you” and another “you” and another “you” and so on.

I also have to deal with different “me-Σs” as a result of decisions made by my varied choices, all the while trying to keep my sanity. 😉

So I have my ∞ cut out for me, because, I have essentially became a “ghost” within my own “machine.”

All the while observing those fractal patterns and shapes around your heads connecting you unbroken to the four-dimensional and more.

And I feel no need to turn such a thing into a money-grab.

It would bastardize what I’m trying to teach you.

Besides, I seem to have more “time” than you do, and enough trouble keeping up with how things change from one reality tunnel to the next.

Good luck with the China thing though…

It’s such a pity that the higher one goes in any bureaucratic organization, the less the people “in charge” truly understand about how things actually work in the field.

America has a bad case of the “gout” when it comes to these sorts of things.

And good luck dealing with the debris from those glaciers or rather, what used to be glaciers by Mt. Rainier.

Or not…

I want to clarify something in no uncertain terms here… So I’ve added this to the bottom so that there is no margin for misinterpretation.

There is only one you.

What I am viewing is loops and probabilities.