Feb 14 2024

Saw the Light Revisted

Threw this together for some amigos via The Ukulele Underground. Todd Rungren’s classic ditty on 3 ukuleles. Savage. Enjoy Fishheads…🎣

Jul 31 2023

RIP PeeWee 🔥🙏🏻🔥

Comedian Pee-wee Herman Dead at 70

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It’s sad when another face from the televised latch-key kid indoctrination of my youth, dies. Yes, that’s right, Pee-Wee Herman, who’s real name was Paul Reubens, has passed away from a long private battle with cancer. Bummer you went out that way Paul; it sounds terrifyingly painful, particularly the mental part, & to know you’re going to die when your malignant cancer becomes terminal…oh man, that has got to be a total mind-fuck. Cancer has become more prevalent as the global population grows, which is obvious, considering much greater numbers of people living on this God-forsaken planet, but on top of that, it’s statistically more common if you compare the number of cancer patients to the population, as in more people then ever are getting cancer. Why, why all this cancer?

Maybe it’s because they poison everything with carcinogenic chemicals? Could that be why? Could it be because they poison the food, poison the water, even poison the air? No matter where you go, minus the millions of unexplored off-grid places, there’s something there to poison you, especially in the once great USA, now deemed the USSA, the United Socialist States of America. That’s right, & America is the worst, especially with the food. Actually, they put fluoride in the water & who knows what else, but fluoride alone, is bad enough. Most people drink it up, every day, with zero inclination as to what they’re even drinking. I drink bottled and/or filtered water myself, & do various things to make sure my pineal gland continues to become uncalcified. Didn’t know that? You didn’t know that fluoridated water calcifies your pineal gland, the “seat of your soul?” Okay, well then click that link & inform yourself.

Nonetheless, before I divert to the exit ramp & drive this article home, I’ll give one more shoutout to the great Paul Reubens, AKA Pee-Wee Herman, as many people knew him. Yikes, can you imagine the street encounters with fans once he became famous with his show Pee-Wee’s Playhouse? That must’ve been a nightmare for him, with all those people doing the Pee-Wee laugh, dancing on their toes, reciting lines from his show, what a drain that must have been. He could never go out without that happening I bet. He was arrested, if you remember, for jerking off in an adult theatre. Weird that he got arrested, because isn’t that what men do when they go to such places? I’ve never heard of anyone being arrested for it, except Pee-Wee of course. Oh yes, that’s another one, everyone calling him Pee-Wee, instead of his real name Paul. Fame isn’t all it’s cracked up to be I suppose, right?

Until next time dear readers, be glad you can walkabout without hordes of people hounding you & begging you to do your tricks, like a dog. Be glad you don’t have a spotlight on you 24/7, because that kind of anxiety is astronomical, & that’s why many Hollywood types turn to drugs & self-destruction. They simply want to have a bit of normalcy, if only for a moment, but once you’re trapped inside that “celebrity bubble,” any chance of a “normal” life is over. You can only find that again if you leave Hollywood, quit acting, & go off-grid. Most would rather stay & fight for that proverbial role, saying & doing whatever they can to make it, even sacrificing loved ones so that they themselves can level up in that dark world. It’s dark, such a dark place, so be glad, be thankful you have a light int he darkness. Whether or not it’s a stadium light, or candle light, you are creating the fire, the light, because there can always be light in the darkness, but never vice-versa. So sayeth FisH™🎏

Jul 28 2023

The Times to Come

Geez, maybe it’s just me, but I never pictured any of this when I was growing up, so perhaps my current inclinations about the imminent future are off by light years as well. Fuckin hell, I never even thought I’d make it this far, so I sure as shit didn’t plan for it. What the hell am I going to do as I become an old man? Fuck if I know. I literally have no idea. At this rate, I’ll be squeaking by with menial jobs, just grinding until that final day comes someday. Fortunately, I set short-term goals, & as far as life goes, if yours truly, along with 7 billion of the rest of you, make it past 2030, I’ll rethink my entire pseudo-plan, which isn’t a “plan” at all, hence the pseudo-…& more like just a plan to survive. Life is savage, primitive in many ways, & if it’s going to ultimately be survival of the fittest, one must be “fit,” in order to survive, yes? God, it gets worse by the day though, doesn’t it? It almost seems by the minute sometimes, & if the shleps that come into the retail dispensary I sell drugs at are any kind of reflection of the majority of society, we’re all doomed. If the power ever goes out, or even just the internet, these people are fucked. Not all of them, it’s never ALL of them, as there are always a few anomalies, but you get what I mean. The “vast majority,” we’ll say, how about that? Yes, the vast majority will panic within 24 hours, & I suspect that mass looting would spread like a wildfire. It only takes a spark to ignite an inferno, & Americans, along with many other peoples around the Earth, have been pushed beyond their limits, to the point where it seems that at any moment…POOF…it could all pop off, & the world could/would change overnight, literally.

Let’s ponder what might happen if all I have said proves to be rubbish, & somehow, despite all of the malevolence being perpetrated by the so-called “ruling elites” upon most of the global populous, that good prevails, & the world becomes a prosperous utopia. How would that happen? Well, the only way would be for the cancer that has infected the power pyramid to be completely removed, & replaced by noble souls who only what to do what is virtuous & in light of the people. Also, you’d have to systematically remove their “noble” bloodlines in order to make sure the ENTIRE Cainian order of humanity is gone. If that, & ONLY that happens, maybe the future would be brighter. Obviously, that is certainly NOT going to happen, so therefore, the pragmatist within, who never fails to remind me of how grim the world is, is reminding me yet again that there’s essentially no hope. Maybe a few generations down, but for my generation, Generation X, unless you’re a computer programmer or lucky enough to get through the storm in some other kind of lifeboat usefulness, you’re going to be fucked when they go full-force forward with their new world order agenda. One world government, one world law, one world language, one world order, THEIR world, not our world, according to them anyway.

Now understand this, I do NOT enjoy knowing these things, or seeing what is coming, or being absolutely alone, & perhaps it’s these delusional notions of mine that keep me isolated, I don’t know exactly, but believe me, I analyze ALL of it, & it would be so much easier for me not to have this mind of mine. I do though, & if it keeps me exiled until my last breath, so be it, but better I know, rather than get blindsided with the raw truth once it’s too late. Well, later then it’s already taken to smack me in the back of the head. It comes like an endless waterfall, torrenting self-realizations with each bubbling wave, but I won’t digress into that now. I’m just turning white to blue, for me, not you. Until next time dear readers, I listen to these messages, the messages I’ve spoken of several times, the ones supposedly “channeled from ascended masters,” & they reassure the listeners that there will in fact be some kind of event that frees Earth from its enslavement. Maybe that’ll help you understand how forsaken humanity has collectively become, & that if we’re believing in utter superstitions for a Divine reckoning of sorts, we’ve already lost. So sayeth FisH™…🎏

Mar 20 2023

Spring Equinox

Well dang, it’s that time again, the Spring Equinox is here, marking the official end of the “dark winter” that was forecast by many. Was it, in fact, “dark?” Yes, I’d say so, but more of a continuing darkness, as this once great country continues to spiral downward, like the toilet I flushed earlier after my morning post-coffee log drop. I’m hearing some interesting rumors about this week ahead. Will the infamous “Trump arrest” happen on Tuesday? The world is watching, as intended, all eyes on Trump, while everyone’s eyes should be elsewhere, focusing on what’s going on behind the scenes, rather than the fake news that the powers-that-be broadcast 24/7 via their scripted-narrative mainstream mass media multi-outlet machine. I’ll get to the big rumor in a minute, but I wanted to acknowledge another milestone reached in my widgets on the right side of my page, if you’re viewing this in full-site mode. Of course, said milestone being the beginning on springtime, the only pretty ring time, birds sing, hey ding, a dinga-ding, sweet lovers love, the spring. RIP Gene Wilder, or rather, Jerome Silberman.

Oy vey, there sure are a lot of…people that change their names in Hollywood, aren’t there? Regardless of the unusually large number of these “name-changers” in Tinseltown, no one else could be Willy Wonka in that role he played back in 1971’s nostalgic classic Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Brilliant performance, & what a gem the movie itself is; I think I know every song all the way through, because I’ve watched that movie countless times. We Gen-X ’80s kids know what it’s like to only have a certain amount of VHS movies at your disposal, so what do you do? You watch them over, & over, & over, & over, & over again. Why did we do this? I don’t know exactly, but we did, at least I did, & all my childhood friends did, so I can only assume that other Gen-Xers know what I’m talking about. Classic ’80s movies, & for me it was flicks like Roadhouse, Drugstore Cowboy, Altered Sates, any brat pack flick, the original Tron. Big Trouble in Little China is so legendary that it gets its own sentence. Dang, I was having trouble at first because there were so many movies flashing before my childhood eyes, that I was blanking on the names of which ones to pick. No worries dear readers, for now the flood gates have opened, unleashing a tidal wave of movie titles I want to add, but if I did, I don’t know where I’d stop, know what I mean? Those days of going to the VHS rental place with the fam, & everyone individually picking out a movie, then back home to watch them. Remember all those selections? Oh man, so many, think of some great ’80s movies, try it yourself, think of your favorite ’80s movies, then just think of ’80s movies in general. Surreally nostalgic feeling, isn’t it? Good times, such a good time, the ’80s were as a kid.

Springtime as an ’80s kid was great too. Everyone ready to hit the empty lot at the end of the street for no-pads full-tackle football. We didn’t really hold back either, it was kind of brutal. Always went home with skinned knees & cuts & bruises & such, but so what? That’s what being a kid was about back then. We were savages, young enough to bounce back, & no one ever broke a bone in our neighborhood pigskin matchups, not one of us. Never once was an ambulance called from the age of 4-5, to the age of 10, other than me at that 4-5ish age range. My first ambulance experience was my clumsy little ass, & I detailed that terrible accident in another post somewhere in the archives. Not going to re-tell the terrible tale here, but I will re-recite the highlight, which is that I think I died on the operating table, or at least dreamt that I did. I recall “floating,” which I have to quote because I don’t have a word for standing there with no legs anymore, or a body. However, standing there, I watched the whole operation, & someone was standing next to me, watching along side, but I have no idea who it was or what they even looked like. I do not recall this person saying a word, only that I felt very comfortable next to this entity, & happy that they were there. We watched from atop the highest seats in something like an ancient Greek amphitheater, & there my unconscious little body was, down on the “stage” so to speak, looking pale & dead from all the blood loss, tube down my throat, with a team of doctors sewing my face back together. I suppose my soul self, now separated from my body temporarily, & some other unknown soul, we’re watching all of this. Whoever this person was, I feel like they’re always with me somehow, even to this very day, this first day of Spring. Maybe one day I’ll find the answer when we see each other again on the astral plane, if we do. Still gives me a haunting feeling, get it?

Before I get off the exit ramp to Segueville yet again, I’m going to wrap this article up. I meant to have it out by this morning , the beginning fo the day, for obvious reasons. Other duties called though, which is rare mid-article for yours truly, but such is life. Oh shit, I almost forgot, stay mindful tomorrow. This theatrical nonsense with an alleged “Trump arrest” is a big-time psy-op. Not sure why they’re doing it, or exactly what the real end goal of this particular play is, but it looks like we’ll all know more soon enough. Until next time dear readers, remember that plays are made up of acts, & actors acting. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“Plays are made up of acts, & actors acting.” Fish F Fish🎏

Feb 3 2023

Fame

(high-pitched singing voice) “Fame, I wanna live forever, I wanna learn how to fly…fame.” Except fish don’t fly, unless they’re flying fish, so where does that leave this FisH™? In quite a conundrum I suppose, derp. Let’s drop a GIF below before we move on…hey here’s a flying fish…

…& another perhaps…

….well, THESE fish appear to be flying, or falling, flying & falling, sort of the same, but not at all. What the hell am I rambling about? Oy vey, Fish might need some rest, as I have been writing ALL NIGHT LONG…I might have a book I’m working on ’til the wee hours, til the witching hours, & beyond that too. I find that between the hours of 2am & 4am, my writing really shines, in a very Nicholsonian way, minus the ax & the murder & such. Just channeling my thoughts, “…all work & no play makes Fish a dull boy.” Ever hear of the “Wendy theory?” This is a fun rabbit hole, you’ll love this…

In the movie, The Shining, nearly everyone takes it from the point-of-view of Jack, or “Mr. Torrance,” as he’s often referred to in the film, particularly from Grady, or rather Grady’s ghost. Indeed, the film is quite chilling, yes? Now, imagine this…imagine the film from Wendy’s perspective, but as if she was insane, a paranoid schizophrenic, totally delusional, & hallucinating ALL of the events that take place in the movie. All of Jack’s “insanity,” just a projection form Wendy. Her son, & her son’s imaginary friend Tony, who he talks to via his finger, all in Wendy’s head. A totally hallucinated nightmare scenario, but only for Wendy, as the others try to manage, despite her outrageously severe mental disorder. I’m going to link a video below this paragraph, from the great Anthony Cumia, via his show at Compound Media, cleverly titled, “The Anthony Cumia Show.” Chrissie Mayr kind of sucks in my opinion, which I am entitled to. Ever seen her drunk? Ugh, what a lush, it’s so obnoxious & unattractive, just saying, & her stand-up…meh, not really my cup of earl gray, but to each their own, & I’ll stop with the digression now.

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Fortunately, Ant is there to keep the comedy furiously flowing, but also a solid 10-minute breakdown of “The Wendy Theory,” which I personally find fascinating. I can’t say whether or not it’s true, because Stanley Kubrick, besides being amongst the so-called “elites,” was very esoteric with his films. Great example is 2001: A Space Odyssey, which ironically connects directly to The Shining. His kid in the film, Danny, has an Apollo rocket shirt on. I’m sure some of you are aware, but some of you may not be, that there’s a “conspiracy theory” out there that suggests Kubrick helped fake the moon landing with his cinematography skills, & let his audience know, via Danny’s aforementioned Apollo rocket shirt. It’s a stretch yes, but he was exceptionally meticulous in his films. Ask any of the people who helped him make them, he was very neurotic about having things exactly perfect, perfect as he saw it anyway. Every little detail, EVERY detail, has meaning, so why would he pick that shirt for Danny?

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By the way, the Moon landing WAS faked, & I believe Kubrick helped, but that’s my own personal opinion. NO, I do NOT think the Earth is flat too. Why do people always assume one connects to the other? I don’t get that, but regardless, the Earth is very round, & always has been, but…we never landed on the Moon. Do you realize how BIG Space is, & how TINY you are? Seriously, it’s fucking huge, Space is YUGE, so insanely YUGE, & there’s NO way that shitty little hunk o’ junk they supposedly went there in had the capacity to go the Moon & back. Your cell phone, the one you’re probably reading this on, is over 1 MILLION times the computing power that they had back in the 1960s. Not to mention technology all around…why is it that as everything else advanced, but the space program went backwards? It makes no sense, we should have drones & little bases & constant flights to & from the Moon by now, nearly 60 years later, SIXTY YEARS, but we don’t…why? It’s the only technology to go backwards, but when you ask that dreaded question, “Why haven’t we been back to the Moon since the 1970s?”…the mob cries, “CONSPIRACY THEORIST,” then shuns you accordingly.” Can’t ask questions in Clownworld, particularly ones you can provide evidence for to the contrary of the broadcast narrative, nope, no facts here…honk honk honk…

This faked moon landing was all orchestrated to publicly, “BEAT THE RUSSIANS,” & nearly everyone bought it, buys it, & is gonna purchase it in the future unless the real truth is revealed. No one cares what I say, & no one listens, like I’m a ghost, the ghost of a can of “fish soup”👈🏻(type this into my search query on the right there if you’re on desktop/laptop). I will STILL say it though, & I’m in the process of moving this ENTIRE 4000-page Fopus Opus, Opus Fopus, to a usb drive…THEN I’m going to print it all out somehow…yep, ALL 4000+ pages on hard copy, so no matter what, they, your big tech overlords, can NEVER take my words away from me again. It’s a process sure, but a true labor of love, so to speak, & if the power ever goes out, like goes out out, all of this, is gone, gone into digital oblivion. Not if I have it all on hard copy paper though, a giant stack, I can’t even think of a 4000 page book off the top of my head. It must be done though, so Fish lives on, in infamy, & as if on cue, look who circled back around the wagon. Is that my infamous ouroboros, my beginning coming to an end?

Ever-so-famously, there it is, my circularity, my circling serpent, here to munch munch munch its own tail again, before starting all over in the next article. As par for this funhouse-themed mini-golf course, I was all over the place with this one, just letting it flow. I’ve mentioned this before, nearly ad nauseam by now, but I do not plan ANY of this beyond what equates to hearing a song on a distant radio station. I tune my dial, left to right, right to left, round & round, circling, until I capture the frequency. Then I crank that radio up, volume on full-blast, & my hands type type type, until this comes out, whatever this might be, as it’s subjective to you, dear reader. I don’t even know what I write, until it’s done, isn’t that weird? I don’t know, I guess I’m weird, one weird fish. Want to know something else? I never took a typing class, so I have to look at the keyboard the whole time I type. It’s very inconvenient, but I don’t know, maybe that’s just how it’s supposed to be, maybe that’s how I channel the channel. Nah, I just need to take a typing class, & maybe I will, someday, when I’m famous, or famously infamous, or none of the above. Actually, now that I sit here & ponder it, it would be really advantageous for me to NOT have to look at my hands to fix these grammar errors, but I digress, & the circle has looped, so it’s bye-bye from this pseudo-famous guy, for now…

Until next time, maybe we find our fame, or maybe we discover our infamy, but probably we’ll do neither, & it will just be another Friday to Friday, the famously infamous circle of a life mundane of fame. Thanks again for the shoutout to the man on the mic. So sayeth FisH™🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all.

Dec 31 2014

Video

Goodbye 2014… and Edward Herrmann… with Bonus

Yes, for those of us/you who love and remember the classic 80’s flick The Lost Boys…

…the actor who played the character of Max(the head vampire),

as well numerous other roles over the years,

has sadly passed on from this crazy world earlier today.

Most people know the face, but aren’t too familiar with the name…

…said name is/was Edward Herrmann…

He wasn’t one of those “big name” over-famousized actors, yet had a clear and distinctively convincing method, a fatherly figure with a range and the versatility to adapt to become sinisterly effective…

…he was classic and genuine, a gem among a sea of talentless celebrity swine who were given fame rather than earning it for themselves…

Read up about his life, just check out the Wiki sum-up below…

…learn something…

CLICK HERE>>> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Herrmann

71 isn’t all-that-old these days, it’s certainly up there, but still 30ish years shy of centenarianism…

…nonetheless it’s a good enough age to look back on your life,

that was somewhat completed about YOU, by YOU,

had YOU chose and/or DO choose for YOU to do so….

…FOR YOU, not for and/or by anyone else…

…to create a life that leaves a legacy and/or a mark of some sort…

Thank you Edward Herrmann for your contributions to your craft, your art, and thus upon humanity itself…

…a TRUE and REAL actor,

as oxymoronic as that phrase may sound…

…moving on…

What does 2014 look like to YOU at this moment?

Was it a good year? A bad year? A whatever year?

It is no mass illusion that we were at this same moment a year ago seemingly yesterday, despite all the madness that has gone on across this insane asylum planet the last 365 days…

…YES TIME IS SPEEDING UP…

I have explained this numerous times in past posts, so if YOU aren’t aware, look into the archives….

…OR…

…here’s the basic sum-up for those of YOU who need instant gratification:

Dimensions exist in accordance with the golden ratio, Fibonacci sequence, phi…

First YOU can refresh yourselves here if YOU need to…

CLICK HERE>>> http://www.goldennumber.net

So the sequence goes from a zero point,

followed by 1, then another 1,

then 2, then 3,

then 5, 8, 13, 21, 34….

…and so on, the prior number adding to the next to give that number and on and on and on forever…

…this is how fractalization occurs, and this Universe is fractal…

…infinitely large and small, always expanding…

…outward from the initial zero point…

…like a Mandelbrot set (<<<CLICK HERE)

Our relative EVERYTHING we /YOU know,

connects to this sequence in one way or another…

Dimensions aren’t exactly static one might say,

they can be either spatial or temporal…

Spatial, as in taking up space obviously, taking form, becoming matter,

cementing mass together into a density that can be physically experienced and illustrated via any apparatus which can process it’s own existence in a sensory manner in said spatial dimensions, such as our brains/consciousness.

Temporal, as in having to do with time, the movement of processes in order for the spatial dimensions to go forward, a way to define said movements is the existence of these temporal time dimensions between the spatial dimensions in order to keep the Fibonacci sequence always moving…

….forever, as it always has, with NO beginning and NO end…

…a beginning is always an end of something and vice versa,

there was no first, and there will be no last…

…there has just been and always will be,

there is no way to calculate it,

because this Universe is fractal,

see how that connects, or how that notion is connecting?

Are YOUR synapses successfully firing and processing all this?

We hope so…

…this information is NOT hard to understand…

…YOU must just be willing to let go of what YOU think YOU know…

Why are so many content to keep believing an illusion?…

…especially when they KNOW it’s not real…

…the bliss of ignorance one might suppose…

…while THEY program and control YOU…

…but let’s not digress into all that right now…

…back to what I was saying…

…so spatial dimensions correspond directly with the Fibonacci sequence…

…and here is how…

There is the zero point, where the dimensions are in a constant flux between

creation and un-creation,

so although I refer to it as a zero point, there is actually quite a lot going on,

infinite “goings on” actually, just completely canceling out one another, hence the zero-ocity…

Then we come to the first one, one single point in the void, just a lone dot,

yet that dot only appears a s a dot from the perspective of you and/or I for instance…

…in another Universe, that dot may hold an entire Universe, due to fractalization…

…but since we/you are here in this Universe,

and NOT presently in another one we/you are aware of,

there is the first one, this lone dot,

the initial 1.

So there are these 1‘s all about and around and everywhere, 1 and 1 and 1 and 1…

…infinite 1-ness…

…so start at zero point, then 1, then another 1,

0, 1, 1, the sequence beginning…

but the 1‘s want to bond with one another, to make 2‘s,

a Universal and unconditional boundless love one could say to become more than 1 one’s self.

Now when the 2 1‘s connect, they make a line in space, a form,

an initial form that is foundational to all forms…

…think about it from a fractal perspective…

…as bent as any given line may appear,

depending on how small one can zoom in to magnify the assumed “bent” line,

one would find that it is always composed of straight lines…

1 + 1‘s making 2‘s, making lines, to make form…

So then we come on the 2‘s advancing and evolving and ascending,

to combine with their preceding 1‘s to evolve into 3‘s…

…following the sequence still spatially…

…because the “3‘s” are the dimension YOU/I/US are currently existing in…

1 + 1 lines,

crossed,

then crossed with a 2d line to add volume to the width and length of the 2 point line,

giving us the next number of the sequence, 3…

…the 3rd dimension, all still spatial,

all seemingly still physical and real, albeit illusory,

but still able to be experienced and illustrated physically as I mentioned in the beginning of the post,

via senses and/or sensory perceptions…

The “3rd” dimension though is only 3d to YOU because of the infinite nature of continuous 2d planes that trick your eyes into seeing the world in 3 dimensions.

Preceding points(i.e. 1, 1, 2) can all be minimized to single point of the following points(3,4,5,etc..), and are subject to the “laws” of the dimensions above. The above dimensions however are free from the restrictions of the lower dimensions. Remember that… I’ll explain why in a minute…

QUICK TANGENT:

Most of YOU do not know that YOU know what I am about to disclose to YOU, so if YOU do read this, now YOU will know for YOU…

YOU decided to come here, YOU chose to take this test, be part of this experiment…

YOU agreed to this, all of this, YOU, your soul self, your higher self, your real self, decided to descend from a higher dimension down into this one in order for Source to experience itself.

All is Source, and Source is all. The illusion is that there is separation.

There is NEVER separation,

YOU descended to experience this slowest of conscious vibrations as said experiment of sorts to expand Source for the sake of Source evolving itself.

Now…

We come to the first temporal dimension, the 4th dimension. Notice there is no 4 in the Fibonacci sequence, but it isn’t skipped per se,

…it is just that The Fibonacci sequence numerically represents the dimensions of spatiality,

the creation of form and physicality,

NOT the process of moving those creations…

That is the function of temporal dimensions,

4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, 12, all temporal, time-related,

…and beyond that is beyond 13, which happens to be the Alpha and Omega, a highest of supreme numbers, known to those who know,

and now YOU,

but NOT known to the 85 to 90% still sleeping…

…look into the number 13 and it’s real meaning…

…and although there are more than 13 dimensions, there is NO need to try to make sense of anything past 13, and that is how it is meant to be in this Source project we are all privy to. After 13 is far past the comprehensive abilities of anyone/anything vibrating in a dimension as low as this 3rd one we are all in right now.

Can a 2d object, such as playing card, be able to comprehend a 3d object here in this dimension, such as a bird, or a mountain, or YOU?…

YOU would appear flat, how could the 2d “thing” possibly comprehend that which is NOT 2 dimensional?… Look into a book called Flatlanders…

So on that note, how can we really fully understand the dimensions above us?

If a God were an 8th dimensional being let’s say, the next spatial dimension after the 5th, could 3rd dimensional beings like us who are struggling just to get back to the 5th dimension truly even have the ability to put together what an 8th dimensional being or higher might be?

At least we can try…

Our consciousness having the ability to transcend dimensionally is how we/you can at least conceive, form ideas, imagine, but also remember, because recall that YOU once chose to descend from a higher dimension to experience whatever this is we/you are experiencing right at this very moment, so are you learning, or remembering? Thinking, or listening?

Continuing…

All dimensions BELOW the temporal 4th dimension are subject to the time we are currently experiencing as well as are spiraling faster and faster and faster through…

What is happening is that humanity,

as a singularity of Source,

are ascending back to the 5th dimension, the “next” spatial dimension,

whether they know it and/or believe it, that is what is happening to ALL of YOU…

…even the undeserving scumfucks in this madhouse world are evolving,

but we are all moving onward and upward at differing rates,

depending on past karma, individual enlightenment/awakening,

recognition of ego and soul, eliminating ego self and remembering and re-becoming soul self,

it differs for all…

7 and 1/2 billion all either knowing or un-knowing why they are even here,

85 to 90% have no clue…

…so the math can be disconcerting,

but that matters for nothing,

as long as more and more and more of us/you are evolving exponentially,

day after day after day…

When YOU dream, YOU are existing are YOU not?…

…just not exactly physically, at least in the sense YOU know now,

but YOU aren’t fully un-physicalized yet when YOU dream,

and here is why:

Because YOU are subconsciously conscious between the 4th dimension of time, this 3rd dimension of matter and form, and then the next spatial dimension of the 5th, where YOU are NO longer subject to the “laws” of this dense matter of the 3rd dimension, or the constraints of the time of the 4th. All of this occurs simultaneously as YOU dream, which is why time is there, but it is askew, physicality is there yet distorted, and YOU have the freedom to fly, be anywhere, but it isn’t always under YOUR control, because YOU are stuck in the astral plane, between 3, 4, and 5, not fully in the 5th, where YOU can manifest whatever YOU want when YOU want.

The 5th dimension is where those of YOU/US who are in their final 3rd dimensional incarnation are ascending to. Now the 5th has restrictions to, but those cannot be understood until one has ascended to the 5th. 6 and 7 are the next temporal dimensions, which one might speculate is an infinite ability to move back and forth through time as well as inter-dimensionally, but as I stated just a few lines up, how can I/YOU/anyone really comprehend higher dimensions as they are in our actuality until we re-ascend to a level of consciousness that can actually abilitize a way to even fathom those greater levels of consciousness.

Beyond that, look into these topics more on your own if YOUR interest is now piqued. The puzzle isn’t hard to figure out if YOU have the right pieces.

So why is time speeding up? I didn’t forget…

As WE/YOU are now ascending as a mass of humanity toward the 5th dimension, the 4th dimension which is subject to the 5th dimension, is speeding up because our evolving from the 3rd to the 5th is accelerating as more and more people wake up, free themselves from the prisons and the shadows and the echoed they once thought they knew, and ascend from the Cave out into the Enlightenment of truth. It isn’t an illusion of getting older that makes people think time goes by faster. That’s total bullshit, but as always, YOU are free to change the channel at YOUR own will, not mine.

Just here to help, and I’ve now just passed 2000 words, double the fun for this final post of 2014.

What is coming? What will 2015 bring?

It’s going to be exciting, and I have a feeling that’s gross understatement.

Just remember,

please ALWAYS remember,

if YOU ever get anything from me or my site or what I do,

let it be this…

LET GO OF YOUR FEAR,

AND YOUR EGO WILL FOLLOW.

THEN YOU CAN BEGIN TO REMEMBER THE REAL YOU.

DON’T LIVE/DIE AS A SLAVE PUPPET.

PLEASE.