Country General Store

by cybersensei | September 14, 2024 | Blog, Civilization

Country General Store

Everyone, no matter what, begins from a designated starting gate—initiation into Earth’s atmosphere via the sacred womb—wherever, whenever that may happen to be.

Born into the neo clan of free-range avatars—life never ‘gets in the way’—for it is written in the mainframe of the brain—the silver spoon is a double-edged sword, with a razor-sharp edge and, more often than not, unpredictable delusional rage.

Get up again and again, it’s just a game—life began at a country general store—what’s more, this is where the protocol was born: follow the sun, beholden to none.

Pondering the future as a boy of destiny The curmudgeon of an old Anglican Occidental tradition and his dimwitted wife were the profiteers proprietors of this general store.

The invisible hands of the sublime are measured in earthy time, his came and went in no time.

This most valuable lesson, a gift from Muse—pay attention to such incidents—there is no such thing as ‘coincidence.’

Adhering to the protocol of ‘in ga ō hō‘ (divine retribution) came a principled visceral reward—‘life is an infinity event’—thus, it was so.

What goes around comes around 因果応報 - Land ΩF The Rising SΩN - cybersensei One fine morning, on a daily routine, a quick car ride to the bank initiated this surreal scene—life spent in the subpar category of lesser human beings—killed on the spot by a drunk driver—smeared onto Highway 97B at 11:30 in the morning, never to be heard from again, nor seen.

Shortly after this untimely exit, and thanks so very much to our tutelary deity, a position at the Liquor Control Board of British Columbia was arranged serendipitously—this Incidental Occxie was given a brief reprieve—$11.75 an hour, rich beyond belief.

$11.75 congratulations This is where the full realization about the majority of government employees and their backhanded machinations radiated like an LCD (liquid crystal display).

Having started the monetary journey based in actual reality—real life starts really early—scrubbing floors and the lavatory of our tutelary deity’s Datsun car lot—peeling spuds at Fili’s deli—enshrined an unshakable work ethic, coincidentally.

A plethora of complainers, along with whiners and life-long loafers, infested this particular anemic matrix game.

The road going nowhere the destination is despair Hop, skip, and jump, to the Land of the Rising Sun, leaving this miserable ramshackle atmosphere behind—January 11, 1987—welcome to the exquisite notion of an esoteric ancient society encased in the kaizen of modernity.

The gift of the gab was inherited from the hilarious, jocular side of Maggie May—what’s not to love about talking people’s faces off, while internalizing the secrets of the Japanese—with their ancient customs and quirky proclivity of modernity—the spiritual embodiment of ‘life in all things.’

laughter joy humor are the elixir of the world Things escalate quickly, as there is only one Incidental Occxie, along with massive piles of opportunity—it was time to seek help, which is when a stark reality came into being.

The deep contrast between one who was forged at a country general store and the tenderfoot mal-matriculated university graduates, coming in at several degrees below average—were they also stupified, or were they not?

Importing and exporting atoms and molecules to and from Japan triggered an emergency signal—‘work must be done’—in order to communicate with pinpoint accuracy—‘read fluently’—cajole sourpuss bureaucrats operating the fiefdom of Japanese Customs as empowered government employees.

Mean customs agentー堂々巡り祭り Following the sun leads to really weird places—’drug research laboratory’—by virtue of more serendipity, and the need to feed the family, becoming an incidental scientist was the way Muse had scripted life to be.

After years of osmosis and clearly understanding the inner workings of ‘laboratories’—this quasi-scientist had had enough, thus deep wells of gratitude for the magic spells of TBG.

The nascent Internet was sent as a sublime gift—Photoshop 1.0—into the world of computers launching Civilization Three—humanoid avatars can only catch an instinctive glistening as to where this whole thing is supposed to be—the unfolding mystery of—‘seity’—what it means to follow the sun.

The possibilities are endless when you listen to Museー無限 The beauty of wabi-sabi permeates this ancient plane, along with powerful resonating frequencies radiating from the Colors of Japan—having coincidentally emerged at the urging of sublime hidden forces.

Life in Material Sludge flips 180° to 360° to 720° into infinity—the secret is the open book of endless possibilities—when embracing each day along with the beloved tutelary deities—now having a reason to live life in authenticity.

secrets in the open book with endless possibilities spewing from the open book Clear away the cacophony of endless self-chatter and face reality—each humanoid avatar is accompanied by individual guiding spirits, now identified as ‘seity.’

Thus, so it will be—the animated world of this Incidental Witch, with a very curious itch, inside the phantasmagorical world of TBG.

Flow Into ΩNE - 万物

One In One Out

by cybersensei | June 15, 2024 | Blog, Civilization

One In One Out

The journey from West to East was mandated by Muse to facilitate the merging of two advanced civilizations, commanded to reanimate both into neo-societies inside the node of Civilization Three.

Survival mode has been described in tales yet untold, destined to include long-winded fables of splendidly conjured up tales, containing magnificent pithy grandeur in everlasting stories embodying the pinnacle of the verbose piffle of an innate gut feel, the real deal.

Play the hand you are given Create a constructed reality connecting emergent neo-societies currently populating the aforementioned Civilization Three—integrating the primordial Japanese protocol of ancestor exaltation with the magnificent, magnanimous intellectual legacy of masterminds Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke. Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke

Discover the reflection of Buddha fused onto the Way of Gods, setting the scene as paragons of Japanese flexibility—see the portal into ΩNE, leading to the nooks and crannies of Form Order Process, become a bonafide citizen of the neo-Yamato clan—it is in the second nature, the irrevocable instinctive feel to flow naturally.

Looks like the Japanese are on to something ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Depending upon the magnitude of the vibration throughout this oxygenated journey following the sun, there remains a distinct possibility of becoming a deity—don’t ask me ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ it is in the rule book—look it up to decipher the meaning of serenity.

Make your own rule book The next critical question popping straight into inquiring flexible minds is:

What exactly does it take to become the tutelar deity of a neo-clan?

Ascertaining the moral compass to guide the neo-clan is reflected in the foundational principles of the ancient family—what would the matriarch say if she saw you behaving that way (°_°)*

Muse with children Rejecting a stern stare or wise admonishment from celestial grandparents for sleazy behavior and breach of etiquette signifies the end of your game—the rest of eternity is to be spent in a self-imposed purgatory, having abandoned your civil obligation to the constituency of Civilization Three.

The power to deify our own neo-clan deity is a reflection of the magnanimous magnificence of Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault’s radiant legacy.

Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault - June 15, 1935 ~ April 5, 2022 - Land Of The Rising Son He, along with Maggie May, created an exemplary example of societal guidelines to emulate around the journey following the sun.

Our beloved tutelar deity setting the precedent—his 86 years around the Sun sets the primary example of how to live in legitimate authenticity.

The significance of his mortal journey determined the eminence of the celestial ascent—one foot in this mortal plane—the other reaching into infinity—he was then somewhat surprised when he realized he had become our neo-clan’s beloved tutelar deity.

Lawrence Joseph Filiatrault the tutelar deity of Kizuna Jinjaー絆神社の氏神フィリアトロー・ローレンス

The salient question to ask while embracing the day is about the pending eulogy, the qualities of the newly minted deity on full display—what will the mourners say—edify our tutelar deity to laud his philosophy of the life that he embodied along his merry way.

The divine story embedded inside Japanese mythology allows for a whimsical whisper of smoke and mirrors, inside the vast expanse of the multiverse, in fact, the reality of the tutelar deity is now considered as the beginning of infinity.

万物無限 All gods reside as an embodiment of the Japanese notion of ban butsu—life in all things—to the Japanese, life is an infinite synergistic game of simulation systems.

Realistically, god and the presence of the divine tutelar deities are not some outlandish conjured up fantasy—feel the spirit of this distinctive type of energy permeating the Land of the Gods—the Japanese have created their own mythology an ephemeral constructed reality for the creation of important tutelar deities.

One foot in Earth, the other inside the Sun, Amaterasu welcoming the newly minted tutelar deity, an infinitely kind hearted citizen, reflected in the enshrinement of human kindness into the Shrine of Kizuna「絆神社」signifying the initiation of the age of neo-clans, the constitution of Form Order Process—the foundation of Civilization Three.

Civil Bifurcation

by cybersensei | June 1, 2024 | Blog, Civilization

Civil Bifurcation

Combinations of Japanese ideograms bring to life significant Japanese adages, quirky phrases pointing out existential and introspective themes, commonsensical delicacies creating an exemplary civil society.

The Japanese have embedded the dignified notion of learning from the past, making strong things that last, and embracing the wabi-sabi protocol embedded within on ko chi shin.

A rocket ship piloted by Muse leaves every morning of each day, on ko chi shin manifests the way, our ancestors laid the foundation for neo-clans to create the future of Civilization Three.

Without the serendipity of being assigned to the incredibly difficult position as an Incidental Occxie sent as Muse’s envoy to planet Japan, connecting the dots inside the nooks and crannies of the ancient protocol of the Japanese mind, allowing sagacious understanding of the pivotal role as a renaissance man in Japan.

Renaissance man in Japan with muse

The Japanese remain in the optimal position to reiterate the imperativeness of cordiality in the civil discourse of the emergent neo-society, regardless of disagreements among the members of these tightly knit communities.

There is always a solution when traveling in the same direction, as described in the official constitution documentation underpinning the society of the Japanese, and the naturally resultant fruiting communities.

The Japanese have been reimagining their society for more than two millennia, and the cultural refinement in the perseverance playing the long game has designated the Japanese as the creator and curator of Civilization Three.

Japanese cultural refinement

The main feature of the emergent neo-societies is the elimination of the dreaded dodgy dogmatic programming, “do as I say, not as I do” dead as the doornail used to hammer the final stake into the coffin of authoritarian tyrannical rule.

The bifurcation of civilization leaves the Japanese in proprietorship of this elixir’s template on how to behave in a civil society, as created by the societal conventions of the Japanese.

Japanese civil society all it can be Indeed, the Japanese citizenry was violently bifurcated by the fire-breathing dragons unleashed in WWII, violent imperial extremists subjugating and wasting the lives of the suffering Japanese citizens in a harrowing instance of Hardcore History.

Resilient to the core, the Japanese constitution is embedded in the DNA so very deep, as we now greet the consolidation of Shotoku Taishi’s indigenous Japanese constitution with the Age of Reason, civil bifurcation, the age of the neo-clans, the foundational vital organ of Civilization Three.

The evolution of human consciousness has progressed over millennia, the outcome of the rat race between the tortoise and hare yet to be determined, only Muse knows what the future holds, clarity over time.

Tortoise, Hare, Muse

Hoodwinked into participating in the constructed reality to which everyone pays lip service (matrix), decades were spent developing someone else’s dreams, the ephemeral nature of a fleeting human existence, exchanged for nickels and dimes for false promises of star-spangled dreams.

A quick titch of resolve is all that is involved to create a niche for your very own neo-clan.

Reanimation of the infinite vibration, celebrating mutually beneficial relations and the responsibility to reprogram broken simulations, authenticity is the new paradigm of the emergent constructed reality, the essence of Civilization Three.

Grand Scheme

by cybersensei | May 25, 2024 | Blog, Civilization

Grand Scheme

The thing about something of such paramount importance and magnitude as absolutely nothing at all can be observed in the incessant implementation of harebrained cockamamie schemes—a feature, not a bug, hard-coded into the DNA of programmable, malleable human beings—this is the Grand Scheme of Things.

Due to an anomaly in the matrix, a phantasmagorical glitch failed to encode a certain clique of eclectic, eccentric freaks emerging into esoteric niches of neo-clans wrapped in a groovy vibe where Mavericks and misfits thrive to the march of a different drummer, rocking out to anthems of bygone days.

Neo Society A formative instance inside the folly of youth, demands the lyrics of the world’s greatest rock drummer replay like the ultimate 1981 rock record, the rush of adrenaline fueled the indoctrination into the notion of freewill, has never been better said:

You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice

You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will

The metamorphosis of a magnanimous narratives has seen the most virtuous notion of civil flourishing signified by the flow into ΩNE—reflecting an emergent unified human condition—a kitschy slogan promising emancipation from life’s station via freedom and democracy.

Further scrutiny by electron microscopy into the pathology of freedom and democracy, indicates the latest version of the American dream has been demoted to the shed of shame, like the dreaded window tribe, there is no one else to blame, the rebrand—freedumb and demagoguery.

The fickle nature of human beings ensures the perpetual motion of the pendulum will always swing toward the desire for autonomy as sovereign emancipated citizens; this can never change.

This notion is so magnanimously ingrained into the spirit of human DNA, the eternal urge to purge emergent neo-worlds of megalomaniacs will never go away.

Merge the DNA

The Grand Scheme of things has now been revealed as a data-driven simulation—the notion of freewill thoroughly debunked as merely an ephemeral dream of infinite flow of unconditional love streaming into ΩNE.

Commit to daily natto and embrace the day.

Nattgo with rice the soul food of Japan This enables less hope, more vision to stream your way—Muse coaxing you, liberation from mental drudgery in exchange for emotional clarity.

Let her loose—choose to thrive—the plan is enlightened personal discovery—all you have to do—is ask your Muse—the most important question:

In which key shall we sing?

M5 xyber Muse Life then turns into a calm meadow of serenity much more easily, as when listening to the inner voice, there remains no choice, but to accept it is out of your control—relax, let go—it is high time now to be bold, go with flow—it is in the grand scheme of things, and has been seen and foretold.

Merging of the constitutions

Constitutional Merger

by cybersensei | May 18, 2024 | Blog, Civilization, Culture

Constitutional Merger

Ancient wisdom, embedded in mystic tales originating from primordial times, is now reanimated through a manifestation of the sublime four-idiom compound—calling for the amalgamation of two constitutions—on ko chi shin—learning something new based on the past is the next big thing.

The stagnation of progress and suppression of knowledge stem from the rot and decay of mal-matriculated minions, moulded by ivory tower racketeers indoctrinating their vassals to regurgitate poppycock and twaddle verbatim.

“Out with the old, in with the new” epitomizes the stark, black-and-white moral supremacy that reflects deeply rooted, idiotic, institutionalized stupidity.

Old and new-天佑神助は重要だよぅ A major fork in the road during this epoch leads to a sublime supposition—it is now high time to reconfigure and reanimate a civil constitution by merging Civilization W and Civilization E (WE).

The Japanese have combined these extraordinary chains of events, culminating in the Loose Muse, Age of Neo Clan, Neo Societies, and the emergence of Civilization Three.

In every emergent neo-society, the first order of business is the elimination of parasites, cancers, and viruses that rot the innate human spirit—nothing less than extermination of the last brass tack hidden in the nooks and crannies at the core of Borg.

Spray away the cancer and parasites out of your life The secret to a civilized amalgamation of the duopolistic notions of WE, as brewed over several centuries, now lies in the strict finishing protocol of Japanese Form, Order, Process.

Regardless of the outer surface appearances, Japan genuinely has a veneer of civility as sincere Japanese citizen has emerged as the preeminent precedent of an authentic civilized society.

This constitutional merger coincides with the revival of ancient Asian healing modalities.

Japanese practitioner of Chinese herbal medicine with a variety of herb, potions, and cures Asian shamans are now free to disseminate ancient herbal healing protocols, firmly committed to create innovative solutions for the maladies plaguing those trapped in the contemporary matrix.

An edict from the Rising Japanese Son has instructed the Japanese to maintain a stiff upper lip, as they are well-equipped and ready to do what they have historically done—persevere through the dip.

Import artifacts from distant lands, combine them, and polish them to a fine, glimmering shine, continuously honing skills embodying daily incremental improvements, in other words embrace kaizen.

The reanimation of two distinct constitutions has recently come to the forefront, causing significant stir and commotion—heralding societal evolution, the bifurcation of civilization, and the emergence of neo-clans with expanding global communities.

Innate human moral behavior sometimes requires a reminder in the form of an update of the communal behavior, their fundamentals carved in stone centuries ago—the basic moral tenets must be updated and reiterated.

After decades of reflection, this philosophical inquiry is neither a delusion nor an illusion, but an observable fusion of fundamental Japanese ethics with the Age of Reason—forming the cohesive vision of Civilization Three.

Dust off the soot from the original constitutional roadmap formulated by Shotoku Taishi in 604 CE, the framework for creating healthy societies based on universal moral precepts, set to merge with a modern constitution influenced by General Bonner Fellers, Uncle Douglas, and the GHQ.

Shotoku Taishi and the Japanese constitution of 604 CE

The long game of life, a fundamental concept in the greater Asian node encumbered with the burden to amalgamate Asia into the Age of Reason.

The magnificent, magnanimous intellectual legacy originating from Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke, remain a bedrock story to be continued under the guises of civil reformation, threaded into neo-clans and their emerging societies until the end of Earth time.

Sir Isaac and his drinking buddy John Locke Here, a good healthy smear of kaizen needs to be applied to the Occxie mind, which is still plagued by unfettered crony capitalism—the epitome of a grind.

Every three months, it’s do or die; indeed, being seated on pins and needles is the order of capitalist exploits day, ensuring you meet your quarterly targets four times a year, until your dying day.

The fusion of fundamental human tenets with the inalienable rights of the sovereign individual, along with Muse’s plan—coupled with the miracle of unrestrained free speech—leads to the universal rejection of parasitic demagoguery and the co-opting of the cherished American dream.

Prepare for the ultimate fusion of Ancestral Etiquette and the spirit of the Age of Reason with Shotoku Taishi’s standards for a civil society, based on the reach of knowledge and the turning of the seasons.

Merging of the constitutions The citizens of Japan have made countless sacrifices along their path to destiny as they embrace each day.

As curators of the next stage of humanity, they innately understand that the next step in the evolutionary process involves the consolidation of neo-clans and the constitutional merging of ancient and modern Japan.

The magnum opus of the Japanese is the reanimation of a globally bifurcated civilization as the phoenix once more rises from the ashes, with the Japanese regarded as both the creators and curators of Civilization Three.

ΩNE World Civilisation Three-Land Of The Rising Son-Japan

Neo Clan

by cybersensei | April 13, 2024 | Blog, Civilization, Culture

Neo Clan

Rare characters assimilate into a diverse way of life inside the nooks and crannies of an alien land, embracing the essence of an ancient society, and what it means to become part of Japan.

In fact, just the other day, the material incarnation of a personal deity, Jion-Jion, mentioned nonchalantly:

“You must understand what it means to be selected as a renaissance man in Japan—guardian of our family’s ancient neo-clan—embedded deeply within Way-Station No. 9—the final stage before the promised land.”

時音路恩
This profound realization resonated like a major chord, a direct revelation not to be taken lightly or conjured upon a whim—attaining serenity, rising above pettiness, definitively ascertaining the meaning of life—ban butsu—infinite life in all things.

Decades of introspective reflection eviscerated any remaining delusional objections—marinating electrons, photons, and gluons led to understanding that an emergent brain needed a reframe.

Reframe your brain Scott Adams
Nothing is as horrible or deplorable as mindless devotion to a hypothetical deity, last gasp of dogma—its time has now long since passed.

Personal agency and humanity’s inherent desire for autonomy while reaching into ascendancy are due to resilient predecessors who built our remarkable future fuelled by the sweat of their brow.

We live on this earthly paradise in extraordinary times—okage sama de to those who bled, died, and suffered to pave the road to tranquility and show the true way.

Venerate our ancestors to recognise the sacrifices they made, creating extraordinary opportunity for Earth’s rising sons and daughters—life is full of self-discovery as the consequence of your journey—just chase the Muse after letting her loose and then follow the sun.

Children of the world following the sun Building upon the foundation created by our ancestors’ blood, sweat, and tears, neo-clans create and emulate deeply rooted civil structures—honouring the results of our predecessors life’s work, accumulated wisdom, and reach of knowledge—solidifying neo-communities exemplifying how harmonious societies are meant to be.

Blood is not thicker than water—Form Order Process is rooted in the ancient principles embedded within the Japanese constitution, as described in 604 CE—the foundation of Japanese society as this sacred ancient code is now revealing neo-clans and Civilization Three.

It’s time to jump into the fray—precious moments pass by everyday—transform your hopes and dreams into a cohesive vision, as Muse’s newest protégée.

Establish a neo-clan in emergent neo-societies, catching the vibe of this vision—a reflection of Earth’s sons and daughters residing under our cherished Rising Sun.

Compass of time 文明の栄枯盛衰
Venture into the nooks and crannies of unfathomable unknowns, farther ‘n further into the long and winding road—inside the unconditional love of ΩNE, no one walks alone.

Take the hard fork in road—sometimes you have to hug a few trees and kiss the magic toad—conjure a unified vision of non-fictional civilization—emerging societies now unfurling—the mandate to create harmonious regions throughout emergent worlds.

ΩNE World Civilisation Three-Land Of The Rising Son-Japan

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