The Feed

The Feed

The Feed

Feeding body, mind, and spirit is of paramount importance, taking precedence over all else—nurturing the homeostatic superposition of free-range neo-clan avatars.

When asked how many times around the sun, the answer often surprises the inquisitor, leaving them stupified and stunned—six decades plus more—pick yourself up off the floor ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

The predominant theme of this homeostatic scene is a holistic balance and a well-planned diet, starting with Maggie’s Magical Garden, crafted with her own mentated agrarian theme.Maggie's celestail gardenThe brief summer harvest was bountiful with fresh vegetables and greens, along with the ever-present, massive patch of zucchini—brought to you by Maggie May and her suburban garden in a classic metabolic evolutionary scene.

Alongside the tutelar deity with his love of pork and pork-lard gravy—a perfect dish to fulfill the wish to satiate the insatiable hunger of Seity and her free-range avatars.

The pathway to creating incrementally brighter days begins with understanding the importance of the second brain—the quest to love the gut microbiota—this is part of the game.Slimy natto on chopstick feeding mouthFermentation exists in the superposition as an adversary and long-lost friend—you see, the taste buds have been awakened—the cuisine of Japan holds the keys to vitality in the quest for the mentated sensation of longevity.

One champion stands alone with profound reverence for the sacred micro-biozone—the inimitable breakfast superfood—the holy fermented grail, the star of the show—natto.

Alas, for the uninitiated palate, this miracle food represents a double-edged sword, demanding courage and mental fortitude to venture through natto‘s slimy, pungent door.Philosophy Phairy recommends nattoThe power within this common breakfast dish causes an upheaval for the taste buds, raising the hackles of Western culinary sensibilities, as the beloved natto boasts extraordinary properties.

With a slug-like, slimy texture and aroma of aged blue cheese—when in need of a daily turbo boost to embrace the day—consume natto alongside its trusty sidekick, Bacillus subtilis.

Ode to nattoTruly, food is but one protocol on the journey toward wholeness and becoming ΩNE, a rise to edify one and all—it is imperative to include all four corners of the inner-human experience—physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual—the belles of the homeostatic ball.

Choosing emotional intelligence leads one to the heart of serenity.

Beware of the path of ennui, starting with delusional opinion and unsolicited advice from those who attempt to enslave you emotionally—leading to mentated prison walls of a self-determined dystopian destiny—avoid the doom scroll like the plague, for this is the mark of those with no destination, nor a manifested material destiny.

A never-ending cadre of armchair theorists and stupified trolls lurks within perverted nooks and crannies of lost souls—parasites and charlatans embedded in the standard protocol of the foreboding doom scroll.trolls and armchair theoristsChoose wisely what you perceive as destiny—the flow of ΩNE and the accompanying internal ecstasy—seeing through distorted reality fields of the addictive, external dopamine feel.

In the end, it all comes down to your personal relationship with Seity—being more than one thought life could ever be—in essence, Number None.

Never forget, for there is no regret, to internalize this brain reframe—there is but ΩNE stream, flowing to serenity.

row row row your boat

gently down the stream 

merrily merrily merrily merrily

life is but a dream.

row row row your boat gently down the stream merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a dream

 

Seity

Seity

Seity

As an avatar made of flesh, snot, and blood, roaming the ancient plains of Kanto, Japan—reason for being during this epic epoch of a new beginning—esoterically clear—once bewildered as to why this Incidental Occxie was chosen to follow the sun ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Reflecting on the past as a series of highly coincidental incidents—being where one has been, seeing what one has seen—has led to a formal introduction to the sublime entity known as ‘Seity,’ and the vast implications of her role in the civil bifurcation of humanity.

Seity emerged to the world’s consciousness through an enlightened oracle, the inimitable prophet of the Age of Shingo神悟時代—il leggendario Maestro Frederico Faggin.Frederico Faggin merging the two worldsThis anointed wizard conjured silicon brains and endless chains of communication relays—microchips powering modernity—a sculptor of inorganic life, forged from silicon and timeless sands by his empyrean hands—forever altering history—the mastermind behind Silicon Valley, shepherded by the infinite matriarch—Seity.

Mandated by the incessant call of an ‘intuitional gut feeling’ urging, no, demanding he create his Magnum Opus—the seminal, irreducible book of Analytical Idealism’s sacred textan immaculate Swan Song enshrined within the ‘Bible Of Homeostasis’—book of revelationif you will.

IRREDUCIBLE: CONSCIOUSNESS, LIFE, COMPUTERS, AND HUMAN NATURE

IRREDUCIBLE- CONSCIOUSNESS, LIFE, COMPUTERS, AND HUMAN NATUREChallenge the materialist imitative binary mind—the ultimate free-range avatar thrill—since one must die somewhere, somehow, someway, why not on this hill?

Superpositions await those bold enough to invoke the protocol of quantized free will—in concert with Seity.

Indeed, swallow all egotistical pride—probe deep inside the nooks and crannies, where hungry ghosts still haunt the mind, is where the dusty, musty road map of life and Seity both reside.

Personalized guides to navigate the tricky inner netherworlds of the evolving human mind, for those who choose to embrace the day, and thrive.

This sacred book elucidates symbology and its connection to Seity—the art of living succinctly aligned with the innate qualia of ΩNE.Mother earth and mysterious Seity-TBG animeThe destination is bifurcationfork in the road—the classical ideals of civility and the dystopian nightmare crafted by the materialist’s bleak molecular world.

Materialist avatars and their armies of acquiescent minions are creations of their own mentated dystopian visions—assigning a price tag to every atom and molecule, a modern-day slave trade—echoing the world’s oldest profession for exploitive longevity for this is their way.Those who seek to unearth personalized destiny, who perceive the quality of their qualia through profound earthly experience, establish a visceral connection to the infinite sequel of Earth’s reality TV—united on a journey toward the discovery of your very own Seity.

Life in the Material Sludge involves looking in from the outside—a character actor in a story—the soundtrack is an internal vibrational symphony—closing one’s eyes allows one to see.

Reconnect to nooks and crannies, to the faded remnants of long-lost memories—a deep dive into the shadows—to know of hungry ghosts haunting earthly being.A celestial scene with a magnifying glass Earth a serene Japanese angel in a traditional kimonoConnecting to this inner reality, the journey begins in earnest—a date with fate, naked and exposed to the demands set forth by one’s Seity.

Seity embodies the intuitional essence of selfhood, opening communication channels via vibrational connections to fantastic civil societies within these sublime spectrums—beyond the reach of Base 2 human beings.ΩNE World Civilisation Three-Land Of The Rising Son-JapanIndeed, all are defined by the external world and physical actions.

Base 10 humans, however, realize they shape and mold the material world, and upon discovering this Universal Truth, gain full access to the mysterious superposition within quantum theory.

Distinctly separate from societal roles or labels attached to new arrivals to this earthly plane, the configuration of pre-constructed social-culture identities—the source of all maladies, anguish, and pain.

Seity, however, is the self’s experience of itself as a unique entity—in essence—Number None.Number None-Banner-#0Surviving materialists’ preprogrammed scripts, one have now morphed into a wisdom-weaver, cracking the code at the root level of this constructed microkernel reality.

Delving deep into the hidden, dark wellsprings of putrefied, personalized pain—the dank sensation of suffering, the grind of the fray—can you feel the emptiness in the pit of the stomach each day?

 This is the signals to ‘embrace the way.’

The sense of hopelessness, downcast and forlorn, manifests as malevolent spells cast for stupification via incantation, inducing confusion, bewilderment, and disarray.Stupification BannerThose who cling to untenable materialistic theories about this shared world are destined to be melted and melded into the Industrial Fray—reintroduced into the flow of ΩNE via physical expiration, as instructed by one’s tutelar deities for this is the neo-clan way.

The miracle described in Maestro Frederico Faggin’s Magnum Opus infuses humanoid avatars with the innate ability to observe and analyze their own thoughts, emotions, and actions with a sense of detachment—an evocative synergy with Seity.Identity with SeityBelieving is seeing—a small step for the ego, yet a great leap for humankind, steering the neo-clan committee toward a deeper relationship with Seity and her mischievous sister, Muse, along with the rest of their civil societies, standing on the shoulders of—on ko chi shin—the light that guides the way.

Higher levels of consciousness bring peace of mind and serenity—experiencing life intimately by way of visceral metacognitive faculties, fleeting ephemeral scenes—awareness of experience and their fundamental influence on human behaviour—foreseeing likely outcomes of future phantasmagorical scenes—the core tenet of the neo-clan meme.Neo Clan BannerThis reflective process allows individuals to evaluate inner states, question motives, and assess the impact of actions on themselves and others—a crucial component of personal growth.

Moreover, it facilitates deeper insights into beliefs, habits, and patterns, leading to intentional and mindful decision-making shaped by Seity.

Japanese individuals may hold a critical advantage, having already been born into the Base 10 zone, as evidenced by their ancient communication protocols—a system rich with mystic, allegorical tales from the evolution of Japanese mythology.base 10 reality at the Kizuna JinjaLet us now guide you through the eclectic roles in this phantasmagorical movie, to discern the difference between Seity and your personal identity.

Identity refers to the outward-facing aspects of a person, such as their social roles, labels, and characteristics—qualities others can observe and classify.

Seity, on the other hand, emphasizes the inward-facing, intrinsic aspect of self as the core of ‘who one is’ beyond external identifiers such as nationality, gender, or job title—a deeper, more intimate recognition of selfhood.a vast star-filled digital cosmos the home of SeityPerhaps one might see this concept represented in the well-known Japanese protocol of hone and tatemae, connected to ancient mystical traditions, where Seity can be understood as one’s true nature and the reason to be.

Certainly, koto dama—spirit of the word—i shin den shintelepathic frequencyand the most powerful notion to grace the ancient texts of Japan—on ko chi shin.

Developing new ideas based on study of the past—weaving profound nuggets of wisdom throughout the transcendent tapestry of a mentated mind, those who follow the sun, leading into the flow of ONE—one’s path to embrace the day.

 Indeed, philosophies such as Zen Buddhism exemplify the Japanese art of  blending and rearranging atoms, molecules, quarks, and gluons into a multidimensional whole forging a cohesive society.The Big Girl meditating and conjuringSeity exists within every human being—the trick is to recognize both the masculine and feminine residing inside the inner most nooks and crannies of the sublime—now your own anointed journey has begun—invoke the spirit of tutelar deities—a profound introspective experience in consort with Seity

The emergence of meta-consciousness, along with the empirical identification of Seity, shapes the subconscious of each individual—egotistical biological wetware machines—the harbinger of bifurcation—birth of Civilization Three.

Quality Of Qualia

Quality Of Qualia

Quality Of Qualia

Originating as a happenstance language instructor has led to a deep appreciation, perhaps not without a smidgen of trepidation, of the mysterious functions threaded throughout the Lingua Franca, infused with a variety of embedded incantations.

These linguistic tricks become available to all who dare to explore the nooks and crannies inside the esoteric nature of ancient communication protocols—verbal vibrations of oral incantations reverberating and permeating the material world.Samurai 言霊Indeed, Maggie May pointed out the other day that even the presenters on the legacy CBC state run media have seen much better days.

In fact, she was utterly gobsmacked and left in deep dismay at the disarray of the national broadcaster—evidence of that society’s decay.

As can be plainly seen in the modern media scene, a solid grasp of linguistic proficiency is apparently no longer mandatory to become a well-compensated talking head reading off a teleprompter, broadcasting to the ubiquitous boob-tube, or as is more commonly known now, ‘idiot box screens.Crazy anchors going wildLife is full of mysteries and can often be found inside the phantasmagorical world of TBG, as she stated without a smidgen of emotion, or one iota of irony, yet with a faint smidgen of Japanese pride:

The standard English greeting, “How are you?” is the most braindead salutation to have ever passed humanoid lips, as she opined in a brutally straight, truthful line.

Unusual for the ambiguous Japanese; however, this is not the protocol when entering into the eternal matrimonial bond.

She is, indeed, after all, the honorable cryptic wife who slices and dices parts of the soul, as one of the many joys of blissful married life on the road to becoming whole.Marital BlissThe stark reality of the material world is when push comes to shove—nobody really gives a phack—the aim of the game of materialism—what can you do for me is the relentless theme—a zero sum game—0 to 1—the implicit ideals of physicalism, and what it means for the future of humanity.

So, without further ado, it’s time to get a clue.

The most important health barometer of homeostasis starts with meaningful greeting protocol, identifying members of the mushrooming neo-societies spread across this exquisite orb.

How’s your qualia and Seity?

Japanese civil society all it can beNew paradigms take time to sink in, especially when the deep-seated indoctrination of materialistic programming kicks in.

For those of the autodidact class, congratulations on having passed one of life’s toughest tasks—welcome to Civilization Three—a global neo-society inhabited by meta-conscious humanoid denizens who have become deeply intertwined with the notion of individuated Seity and the quality of qualia.

Like it or not, everyone—there are no exceptions, no, not one—possesses their own Seity, peek inside yourself to see.

To ignore this fact leads to an overall poor state of qualia, leaving the afflicted teetering on the edge of insanity.

Fundamental to nature, an inconspicuous force directs each and every individual, like a highly advanced game of Japanese shogi.

A primary example of the implicit influence of Seity is the case of a free-range avatar anomaly, a rogue spark in the cosmic circuitry—Seity having stipulated the creation of an animation—The Phantasmagorical World Of TBG.

Japanese fairy who is watched a large movie screen populated with images of one Siberian Husky and 5 catsInterestingly, Seity has convened a sensational squad of exemplary Japanese to implement the wishes of this legendary Seity, who may be directly related to the neo-clan’s tutelary deity—avatars played as instruments to shakeup the molecular world tweaking Mother Earth’s trajectory.

These highly trained professionals know exactly what to do, and even more interesting is the fact that an autodidact with an unstructured life, following the sun, finds it kind of fun to leave a playful legacy produced and directed by the mysterious Seity, not me.

Awareness of the quality of internal personal experience, qualia, leads to becoming a free-range humanoid in the game of meta-conscious avatars, navigating the nooks and crannies of this Material Sludge—an accumulation of deeply intimate experiences, to be held sacred and shared only by you and Seity.the game of meta-consciousness, navigating the nooks and crannies of Material SludgeQualia can be described as individual, subjective experiences of perception—the “raw feels” or “intuition”—vibrating within the inner aspects of human sensory experiences.

This concept is embedded inside this meaningful 4-character compound—jū nin to iro—十人十色—ten people, ten colors—different strokes for different folks—as the homogeneous Japanese advocate—without a touch of irony, your ‘color’ is a date with fate.

Consider the quale of the color blue—the exact quality of “blueness” is an experience unique unto oneself.

No one else can directly access or understand this individuated experience, even when observing the same color.Color faires full spectrumAn interesting social experiment to conduct with your Japanese counterparts is to ask them to name the colors of the traffic lights.

The answer is universal among the Japanese—red, yellow, blue—although the tone and hue of this blue are unique to the qualia of each individual Japanese person, who, for some reason, observes the traffic lights as some shade of blue.The shades of blueThe way qualia feels isn’t dependent on any external factor, but is part of the natural experience of physical sensations gifted to humans to create meaningful internal experiences—the pain of heartbreak or the refined sweetness of TBG’s legendary butter tarts are intrinsic to these particular experiences.

The time has come for more joy and fun, and this is when you greet the other with an introspective, cheerful daily greeting to identify with others who also embrace the day:

How’s your qualia and Seity today?

ネオ氏族の入門

Three-Leaf Clover

Three-Leaf Clover

Three-Leaf Clover

It is often questioned whether one is a ‘dog’ or ‘cat’ person—friendly banter, a quest to seek common ground among others.

In all sincerity and intimacy, when confronted by ‘black or white,’ ‘this or that,’ and perhaps the worst of all human expressions—‘dog or cat’—which will it be?

Love for each other, uniquely—lauding fine characteristics along with the shadows residing inside each unique personality, extirpates this nasty bug degrading humanity—protocol A or B.

The full spectrum of infinite vibrations gathers all creation—exquisite grace of the tutelary deities—beneath the Shadow of the Godso kage sama de.

Indeed, the Japanese have the concrete abstract notion—ban butsulife in all things—living, breathing, bathing in the bamboo forest—just like the Japanese.Clover in the bathHaving already established a phantasmagorical society of five otherworldly beings in the form of cats—three boys, two girls, in this instance of a feline gathering—that’s that.

More paranormal manifestations of dreamy vibrations, flowing into and through Mother Earth’s veins—populated by these mysterious sentinel beings, in the age of Shingo where the majestic sovereign Empress Grace reigns.

Is this an acute dream within an ephemeral scene?

The Big Girl’s innermost world of quarks and gluons manifests as atoms and molecules made from highly-advanced materials—mentation from one of her private movie scenes.Japanese fairy who is watched a large movie screen populated with images of one Siberian Husky and 5 catsBusily, she continues tinkering with her chosen medium, conjuring quirky quantum fantasies, superpositions collapsing into rock-solid reality.

What does it mean to love dogs so deeply that you’ve conjured up your own version of a high school girl’s dream—can anyone say—Siberian Husky ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

The star of the manga, Chobi the Husky, became a mentated reality within the esoteric nooks and crannies of her eccentric mind, where TBG and her neo-clan reside—deep inside the frequencies of this phantasmagorical Japanese ride.

TBG held a Husky frequency resonance within her subconscious, unwavering, her mystical potions leading to clearly defined notions—it is written in the stars, thus it shall be.The magic bring Clover the Siberia HuskyThe surprise came at the 10th anniversary—never once expecting to be blessed with a beautiful baby Siberian Husky—this puppy is so very lucky—the notion of sublime serendipity—look more deeply, see clearly what is real and what is fantasy—the destination is serenity.

Welcome to the neo-clan, beloved Husky—her handle is Clover—prodigious sister of the ancestral Cat Society—companion to her best friend, Astral Sanya, the first son of The Little Girl, as this too was meant to be.

The ancestral home—a magical place nestled inside the pristine bamboo forest on the outskirts of Edo—with plenty of room to stretch and grow the soul, everything flowing into the burgeoning neo-societies of Civilization Three.千里の道も一歩からAs a reward for enduring the inevitable pain and suffering, which is the preexisting condition of earthly manifestation —the Muse granted the Incidental Occxie a moment of reprieve, with a visceral, all-the-more exquisite movie scene.

Once upon a time in the wind-swept mountains of a distant hinterland, the neo-clan’s tutelary deity loved a mongrel deeply who was also part Husky—known as Cygnus, or, as he used to coo while rubbing her chin—Cyggy.

Cyggy in picture frame

Indeed, a serendipitous manifestation of an ethereal dream—for he was granted a special wish, to once again embrace his beloved Cyggy in the physical world, her soul now imbued into the newest addition to the neo-clan—Clover, the Siberian Husky.

Clover in picture frame

Destination Destiny

Destination Destiny

Destination Destiny

The Incidental Occxie was considered somewhat of a runt at the start of the journey toward destination destiny, to arrive somewhere—follow the sun.

Perhaps this could be considered a tutelary deity’s decree—an edict to commence the journey among primordial savages hailing from the Alpine hinoki forests of central BC.

From the earliest inkling of awareness, it was understood that the world of adults is a game—a puppet show of invisible strings, manipulating children to do their bidding under the heavy cloak of original sin.

Children as puppetsSerendipity ebbs and flows like a gentle hinoki forest stream—the trick is to catch the paradigm-shift drift of what’s unfolding behind the wizard’s tattered curtain, exposing a surreal scene.

Life began in earnest in an eccentric extracurricular drama class, encapsulating a phantasmagorical realm where the beloved thespian sorceress, Agnes Rudean, illuminated the entire class with the following ageless nuggets of wisdom while awakening Number None:

Number None-Banner-#0Each person’s life is like a personalized movie—all are called to act in individual scenes—the secret is to know, all of this is under control—play a starring role in the greatest ever dog and pony show this galaxy has ever seen.

Once liberated from the dizzying spin of illusion, all cracks in constructed realities come into full view, especially when peering into the nooks and crannies of the evolving human condition—an Incidental Occxie who has, through a twist of the fickle finger of fate, incidentally become Japanese.

Amaterasu orders umero to become JapaneseThe advantage for the neo-clan players begins with the realization that everything is woven from narratives and mythological stories.

The journey through the nooks and crannies is mirrored by those standing face-to-face with their manifest destiny date.

Following the sun through failures and flops, success lies in the eyes of the beholder, not in the final outcome.

The true value is in the expedition from here to there, and in the wisdom of ages gathered along the way.

One day, as an elder—perhaps not yet a neo-clan tutelary deity—sit in a hinoki rocking chair, spinning fables like threads of ancient yarn.

Koi pond with babyJust to be fair, you have to realize and internalize, and don’t freak out—ride the flow—watch it unfold—this uncanny journey of being fully alive—discover the seeds to thrive—riding this glorious spectral ride into ΩNE.

Life brims with symbology and hidden meaning—by seeing the unseen scenes, confidently proclaim that you have internalized this vibe, understanding true destiny is at the final destination of this earthly dream.

Each movie has a specific theme, one whispered to you by the inner voice, which is, in fact, grounded reality—a loyal companion
accompanying you to a safe arrival at the one true destination of all sentient beings, and this called destiny.

We are as ΩNE

 

Wind Of Today

Wind Of Today

Wind Of Today

Greetings in agrarian Japan are related to the weather, particularly the sweltering summer with dense, steamy humidity, hanging around the archipelago like some thick French pea soup.

When encountering this situation in Japan, smile while wiping the sweat off your brow, and exclaim—kyō wa atsui desu ne (*≧∀≦*)

After the rice harvest at the close of summer, the crispiness of Japanese autumn kicks in, and the spirit of the Japanese shifts into a seasonal direction.Serene rice fieldsThe love of seasonal things brings the delights of autumn, only to be interrupted by the brutal Indian Summer—you can set a watch by Japanese weather.

This is where the greeting changes, and the Japanese switch to the winter greeting—same as the summer one; just change one word—kyō wa samui desu ne ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

Keep in mind, life is subjective, a matter of which filters inform your internal dashboard (6 senses)—the only way to measure—what is cold, what is hot, and what is not cold or hot.Senses all sixGrowing up in the snowy mountains of BC informed a deep understanding of samui—comfort depends solely on a point of view.

The real crux of today’s fable is how you choose to frame it, as anything above minus 10℃ in BC feels like a fresh spring day.Iceland BCThe most important weather forecast that will ever cross the personal desk is the one you choose as true today.

Outside, the sun may be roasting hot, a typhoon here and there, volcanoes pumping their fists in the air, and if you happen to be stationed in the Tohoku region, expect to be snowed in.

The issue arises when you take emotional prompts from the fickle god of volatile weather to make daily decisions.Fickle god of weatherInstead, curate your own internal weather patterns—ones you have chosen.

As an observer of the nooks and crannies of human nature, we can plainly see those who have lost control of their soul due to the poor choices in their internal dialogue—personalized weather and the implications of the choices made throughout the material day.

Emotions out of control reflect a lack of mental clarity, the aimlessness of the industrial grind, and the absence of a manifested destiny.

Intentionally deciding to reframe your personal weather leads to profound changes—eviscerating the ennui of a dead-end life that will haunt you until your dying day.Death comes sooner rather than laterThe game of life is you against it all, so choose to live each day in full, making sure that foul weather cannot inform your daily routine or ever again come your way.

Volatility is a part of life—watch from afar, and you’ll see those with eternal, incessant strife.

It erodes the flow of life away, leading to the road of an uneventful, ordinary mundane life, reflected in incessant ennui and the failure of your personality.

The flow of life is rooted in decisions then decisive action—if you so choose to accept this mission, the reward is serenity throughout life, regardless of the inevitable encounters with useful idiots and the stupified as you embrace the day inside the industrial fray.Jion-jion meditating