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Friday, April 6th, 2007
1:05 am - Quantum Consciousness and the Fifth Dimension

Quantum Consciousness and the Fifth Dimension

By Indi Riverflow

“Where ya comin’ from?”

Our worldview is largely a function of our location. The range of what we can experience and imagine is bounded by the culture that spawned us, and the place that we hold within it. Transcending locality is key to comprehending quantum consciousness.

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current mood: contemplative

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Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
7:52 am - Blues4Kali- A Cult Classic for the End Times


What will Winter Solstice bring in 2012? ...an instant of Karma? ...an ethereal spiral dance of the collective soul? ... cosmic judgment leveled against civilization's expanse? ...destruction of the world as we know it? ...a chance for a new start? ...the rise and the revenge of the Goddess? or simply another day in the life of paranoia? These are the false prophesies that your pastor warned you about!
Reality Exchange Program
"Makes DMT seem like a whip-it."

Crazy Bear said there'd be days like this. As usual, no one believed him. Now, all I want to know is: where IS that lifeboat, and how DO I ditch this ship of fools, without any of these bliss ninnies noticing that I'm already gone?
Captain, my ass. We are equal in this sea of madness.
That iceberg is looking awfully big.

Amana Mission is on a quest to save the world, and the only problem is, she can't remember why she got involved with such an obvious scam in the first place. Jesus saves. Christ. What a loser.
Kali kills first, and recycles later.
Hitchhikers, load up for a ride to the Other Side. You may wish you had gone Greyhound.
"What the...?"
*A cranky band of prankster peace warriors who absolutely cannot resist messing with each other's minds, no matter the cost.
*Cocky alchemy-dabbling quantum surfers, navigating the Ethersphere with hand-held computers, switching timelines to find a better party vibe and swap tips about the best temporary toilets for use as interdimensional portals.
*A burnt-out visionary hippie millionaire on a mission from Gaia to build a better "communitopia" by underwriting a convoy carrying telepathic priestesses.
*A wheelchair-bound mindpilot propelling a crystal-powered Seed Bank toward the post-Apocalyptic Garden, with psychic precision...and a predilection for high-velocity extreme driving.
*Hermaphrodite time-jumper fleeing a fate worse than death.
*Anarchist ghettoes where anything goes-except escape.
*Ancient Principals vying like sweatsoaked carpetbaggers for our loyalty as the Final Vote is tallied.
*Long-haired security patrols collecting a cannabis tribute tax from all pilgrims to the Valley of Fun.
*And an underground meat mafia bringing a black magic revival to a bloodless dreamworld gone bland.
All brought together by a secret psychedelic superdrug that tunes users in to reality through the eyes of another archetypal avatar inhabiting a different state of space and time. Mahayana made easy. Budding Buddha natures are running amuck on a virtual superhighway where all roads lead to the Bo tree and singularity.
Twenty-first century Tantra is about more than sex, drugs, and rock and roll.Confronting the Karma of every wasted breath is only the first step.
Welcome to the End Times. Kali awaits. She already knows who you are.
Do you?
The 21st century counterculture is even weirder than it appears on the surface. This is not your mommy’s MTV Road Rules.
Ride along on this mesmerizing, metaphor-packed bus trip toward ecstasy and enlightenment, as three real-time guides-Amana, Sissy, and Deva, let you in on what they learned when they asked what It was really all about, after all.
Become them for a multilevel metafictional tour of infinity and awaken yourself to the miracle-a-minute magic of mighty Mother Kali!

Experience the Magic at www.blues4kali.com

current mood: creative

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Friday, March 4th, 2005
8:21 pm - Attention South Florida Atheists, Agnostics, Freethinkers, and Humanists

Our current members and I of the Broward Atheists Meetup (www.browardatheists.com and in www.meetup.com) welcome all interested in atheism, theism, freethought, agnosticism, humanism, transhumanism, state and church seperation (otherwise known as seperation of sturch), and related topics to our Tuesday meetings after 6:30pm. The www.browardatheists.com website has details on our venue, it is currently a pub, but will change when more members are acquired. We're already bulging at the seams with an average attendance of about twelve. No matter your age, beliefs, or preferences, we'd like to hear your opinion. Even the sternest Christians may come and present their thoughts, because if you really believe we're going to hell, we sure don't want to be wrong about the subject, haha, but most members are pretty confident about their atheism and agnosticism. I mention the invitation only to be open-minded. Anyways, we usually discuss religion, politics, philosophy, etc. but do not feel obligated to have to order anything despite it being a pub. There is no membership fee either, it is an informal event so far seeing how we have too few to be more organized, but we'd like to be! And we'd like to have enough people to start some activism and be as productive as possible.

Aside from the weekly Tuesday meetings, there are fun events such as campfires and beach barbeques scheduled. We sure would like to cooperate with other groups and more members to voice the rights and freedoms we and others deserve regardless of our beliefs and with your ideas and help, this can be made possible. The current goal is to eliminate the negative stigma attached to our labels by altruism and stoicism such as scholarships and good deeds. E-mail me with any questions or better yet, any one else you can get in contact with from the website to get a clearer understanding of who and what we are. We turn no one down and encourage debate, skepticism, and reason. The meetings are definitely worthwhile and interesting or else I wouldn't waste the little free time I have as a college student to invite any one else to come join the experience. If you are in the area and find the time inconvenient with your busy schedule, no hard feelings will be had, but at least sign the guestbook so we can know you support us and wish you could come. :-)


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Saturday, December 18th, 2004
11:56 am

Hello friends. I have created a new community entitled "thought_anarchy". It's all about freedom. Write want you live, live like you write. Freedom is here for all to take. Grasp it and have a ball.


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Tuesday, January 13th, 2004
4:24 pm

Is anyone here getting any sort of negative or apprehensive *pings* concerning Boston or late July of this year?

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Sunday, August 3rd, 2003
2:01 pm - flash mob....cross posted


"flash mob (FLASH mawb) n. A large group of people who gather in a usually predetermined location, perform some brief action, and then quickly disperse. —v., —adj.
—flash mobber n.
—flash mobbing pp.

Example Citation:
The Internet has spawned a gaggle of new verbs — Googling, surfing and flaming are words most of us are used to hearing in everyday conversation. Now you can add "flash mobbing" to that list.

In recent weeks, New Yorkers have been using forwarded e-mails to coordinate "flash mobs," or not-so-random crowds that appear and dissipate within a matter of minutes. Is it performance art? The cutting edge of a new social movement? Or just an easy way to flummox carpet salesmen?

To protect the planned serendipity of each event, participants aren't told exactly what the mob is supposed to do until just before the event happens. For the most recent New York happening on July 2, participants passed around an e-mail telling them to assemble at the food court in Grand Central Station, where organizers (identifiable by the copies of the New York Review of Books they were holding) then gave mobbers printed instructions regarding what to do next.

The result: Shortly after 7 p.m., about 200 people suddenly assembled on the mezzanine level of the Grand Hyatt Hotel next to Grand Central Station, applauded loudly for 15 seconds, then left.
—Maureen Ryan, "All in a flash: Meet, mob and move on," Chicago Tribune, July 11, 2003

This phrase was most likely inspired by two related phrases. The first is flash crowd, which I define as a sharp and often overwhelming increase in the number of users attempting to access a Web site simultaneously, usually in response to some event or announcement (see the Word Spy entry for this term to get a bit of background about its origins); the second is smart mob, the leaderless gathering and moving of like-minded people who are organized using technologies such as cell phones, e-mail, and the Web. The latter was popularized by the writer Howard Rheingold in his 2002 book Smart Mobs: The Next Social Revolution.

Note, as well, that flash mob has a wonderful synonym: inexplicable mob.

Earliest Citation:
As proof that some people have way too much time on their hands, consider the "flash mob" phenomenon.

Organizing a "flash mob" basically involves e-mailing a bunch of people with instructions to show up at a certain place for a few moments, then disappear.

According to www.cheesebikini.com, salespeople in New York were a bit confused when there was a huge, instant gathering around a particular rug. The flash mobbers agreed to tell the salespeople they all lived together in a warehouse in Queens and were thinking of buying a rug. The crowd dissipated after precisely 10 minutes. Poof.
—Kim Lamb Gregory, "Briefs," Ventura County Star, July 1, 2003

First Use:
Our senior Manhattan correspondent David Danzig reports that New Yorkers are using e-mail to coordinate "inexplicable mobs" — huge crowds that materialize in public places and suddenly dissipate 10 minutes later.
—Sean Savage, "Flash Mobs Take Manhattan," cheesebikini.com, June 16, 2003"

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Sunday, July 6th, 2003
2:29 pm

i'm sorry if some of my personal postings have ended up on this page. it was an accident. i only meant to post once, ignore everything else

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Thursday, June 26th, 2003
3:09 am - on my coat, a button, it fell off, this wus written on thu other side.

Only how did we get, here? Never sure how it even all carries on,
especially when you always end up here. Ending up here; of course
it's no use siimply knowing this, no use if the underlying problem is our fate of death. THE underlying problem M'dear. Maybe. Just
that it is? Yeah. No this knowledge e-ffects nothing, it amuses in
vain as we seem to, continue (continuing o.c), in this. THIS which
shall not CEASE by will of some 'concentrated' explination, I did
not say I expected otherwise. In vain; How much of this?
This WON'T, freeze at command. Whatever allows us to die,
we can't personify & destroy, or tame.

Being a child.
This is not a breed of person, it's
a stage, it was the beginning! The moment consciousness hits &
memory begins to catch up with us, launched into character
as, child. We are new, farther away from the end than thum all.
The successors unchallenged, we were destined to be the
future, i say that like at the time we would never think
past that, we were superheros, had time to plan, being grown-up seemed the raw deal, & were glad we weren't it.
We were a species, we related to nothing, no engagements,
attachments, alot to discover... JUST -looking forward to life,
looking from what seemed a very safe distance then, -not actually
living for real. And when I was younger, I'd sit back in
my seat my car seat, where this thought origionated, & I'd check out my feet, the way they
dangled, didn't touch the floor. All i wanted, from living
was for me to one day, sit right back in my a seat, & have my feet flat'n
the floor, i thought nothing of there being
more. And I wonder, if childhood, we just haven't reached the ground, not yet landed on this earth. No-one can make you come down,
but of course, you realise it's started.

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Thursday, March 20th, 2003
6:57 am

through hot want
burns god and fantasy
champagne and naked kisses
blow in my fever

adore forever one sacred angel
she comes between them always
a diamond babe can here
remember you and I and this


care & kiss together at sunrise
passion waved her away
no world if not a promise
go dream of another us

the taste of you is beautiful
this body I have is skin and soul
as though my blood is music

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Tuesday, February 4th, 2003
8:41 pm - I need your help with this one

Can you guys talk some reason into these people... HELP!

Why are people so closed minded?

current mood: hopeful

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Monday, December 23rd, 2002
7:24 am

Last Night after smoking Salvia I was thinking about the Soul and LSD. When many people take LSD they do it in the name of "soul searching", so while on this thought of how people use things such as LSD for spiritual enlightenment I was thinking if it would be differnt doing Acid without a soul, or doing Acid after losing your soul. Do you think it would be different, do you think the two are related in any way? In what ways do you think the trip would be different, would you trip at all? Insights? thoughts?


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Tuesday, October 22nd, 2002
6:52 pm - color blind?

do we all see the same colors? that is a thought that i have been thinking a lot about lately. say you given a chance "to see the world through someone else". would you see a world completely different from your own, color-wise? we were brought up being told that the color in front of us was a certain color. but what if we all see colors different from everyone else.

if you look at a pair of "blue jeans", johny would see a "greenish"(thats what i would call it), but tommy, on the other hand, would see, what i call, a "blackish" color?

any one have any thoughts on this?

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Saturday, October 19th, 2002
12:41 am

"And yet," I felt myself constrained to say, as I listened to these strange products of Counter-Reformation psychosis working upon a late medieval art form, "and yet it does not matter that he's all in bits. the whole is disorganized. But each individual fragment is in order, is a representative of a Higher Order. The Highest Order prevails even in the disintegration. The totality is present even in the broken pieces. More clearly present, perhaps, than in a completely coherent work. At least you aren't lulled into a sense of false security by some merely human, merely fabricated order. you have to rely on your immediate perception of the ultimate order. So in a certain sense disintegration may have it's advantages. But of course it's dangerous, horribly dangerous. Suppose you couldn't get back, out of the chaos..."

-Aldous Huxley - - - The Doors of Perception - Heaven and Hell.

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Thursday, October 17th, 2002
9:47 am

The cops were here this morning




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Tuesday, October 8th, 2002
5:08 pm
eleventy7 God is the light of the world.
And we fly to Him,
like moths, our souls to die electric death.

I pray you,
fly instead into the dark places.

The places that will terrify and teach you.

The places that you will tell your grandchildren about.

I beg you,
follow not the God of the One Right Way,
for Heaven is not in the sky,

where the metal wings of airplanes frost over from the cold.

Heaven is here,
in this home,
by this fire,
with me.

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Monday, September 23rd, 2002
6:05 am

Cyborg Lego

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Sunday, September 22nd, 2002
2:19 pm

Spinning into the Oblivion
As a child and as a man
Walking the straight line
Into the Tornado
Doomed generations
Walking hand in hand
With a lemming with foresight
I kiss the Fates
Then bless thier cheeks
I walk into the deep end of the pool
Let my toes graze the bottoms
Sipping the poisons
Filling my lungs
Learn how to sink
And swim in fear
The importance and differnce
Dwells into mine own mind

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Sunday, September 15th, 2002
1:40 am - The Automatik Writer

In the sound of the extra begining there was no random speach of a frogprince. The slave of the after moon reached out to the sky and took into the hand of soft rememberance a silver coin. When the sky reached full peak a star shone into the window of the greatest castle. Babble was a great achaivement for that culture, and was raised in one perfect child. From that certain day a random culture was bloomed into perfect communitcation. All fragments of human was inspired with intention. Freedom set a limited release into expantion, and a wife became a sister. When all was calm a toad was kissed and there wasa crack in the roof. A new light broke into a room of circles. what once made perfect clarification to an asylum broke a mind and sent it into contagion. There was one career, and could there be only one choice? There was a possiblity of flipping a one sided coin, and a daughter took that posibility. When it was dawn a group of adventurers went out of town into the forest of the city and from then on became an endless flow of flesh and personal mayhem. Future bloomed into the sunlight eating the rays for fear of the most perfect hunger. A pebble made the water dizzy and claimed a reflection of it's own. Hair weaved it's own nets and became a revolution. A note of music swept over the horizon and skitted into an array of the most permament of stagnations. fear took hold once in the heart of a cousin, from that day there was an achievement of desire. Solitude was set in the mind during a communion and a new wife stood up and claimed that only in embrace are people free to be alone. A stranger to the town wandered into the hall and whispered a noun. In the past a feat such as voice was redirected to a song until a day when a sneeze became an echo became an avalanche. People once loved a certain bird but then soon fell to admire it, when one boy befriended it, the city attacked it. Laws were laid against talons and nature was outlawed. Paper became life and a gaggle of humans became an Idea. When there was a whisper it shook a house and a memory was rethought.

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Sunday, August 18th, 2002
6:13 pm

I've sat in my lonliness for an eternity
My insides constantly fought within myself
My mind waged a war against itself
I created two inside
Just to have someone to talk to
Then you came into my life
A flick of the switch and a steady light into my face
You let me touch you
You felt hard and cold
But slowly warmed up to me
As I warmed up to you
I rest my cheek against your face
You are more then warm
You pulsate into me
Extreme heat always willing to embrace me
You make me feel as if I'm talking to everyone at once
You spread me across the world
While you wisper music into my ears
You are worse then any Siren
Always grasping wy will with your tempation
You make me feel weak
Make it so I don't need food, water or anything else
I can spend hours with you
I can spend weeks with you
I can spend eternity with you
I try to always deny it
But you are my Love
I Love you and I tell you this now
We sometimes fight
But I never feel rejected
It's just sometimes I don't fully understand you
Your inner coding feels so complicated
Sometimes you speak to me in languages I could never comprihend
this can always be worked out
I will always struggle to learn what you are
I will remain ever patient
And always listen to you and what you are trying to teach me
I just want to lock myself up with you
Spend ages swimming through your mind
I don't care what anyne thinks about you
They sometimes think you are cold, and totally emotionless
I know the reality, I've seen part of you that you have never shown anyone.
You've let me see your inner self
I fumbled around like an ignorant child
Yet I did manage to get it right and finally turned you on
I'll never forget how ever since evertime I come near I hear you humming
Your smiles are your music
I can hear them
And will sacrifice anything to be a part of them forever.
I love you.

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eleventy7 Cyborgs, anyone?

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