I call myself an oblivious savant. I’m not quite rainman, but there’s something there. I use it to my advantage playing this authentic, autobiographical character to market my educational (f)art project. The occasional person sees something eyebrow-raising and they go digging. I’ve done this for twelve years on Reddit and a bit on Twitter. I’m also a juggler. Working up the courage to get back to doing this in person. I used to think I was a cop. That’s how the CIA got me to do my spiritual work.
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I want to also say: YES I am an idiot. I got a double-edged sword of a brain. I can do the abstract thinking real goods and imaginate and hyperfocus but my EQ is in the negatives and my judgment is COMICALLY bad. I’m the type of person that gets taken advantage by a cult, and I have!
I don’t know what your comment means. My intuition tells me you have baited me in a skillful means to show to secret hidden person or peoples the full capacity of my dumb, and I am that capaplw ty fii wbat iu sed ho dopt thel rudination machine back into itself, like we spoke with Marlin Brando bak in the dat.
I have, a long time time ago. Long time since I thought of Jaynes. But you’re aware everything you experience is self-contained within your neurons, yea? And you’re experiencing these words, right? So, you’re not a featherless biped but a pocket of consciousness called a monad in a monadic nodal communication system.
Everything you experience are shadows on Plato’s cave wall. What is making these shadows is a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system. The following is all that defines You which is all “you” are, plus everything you are dependent on:
If String A is entangled with String B but not String C, then AB is true and AC is false. Additionally, entanglements can möbiate, or defile themselves as the Buddhists say, and thus gives us nA, nB, nC as well as creating dualistic dichotomy (inner/outer) which manifests the illusion of being an individual self that is seperate from God and all other beings. Next, you can think how categories nest themselves, so a square is a rectangle but a rectangle is not a square, yet both are quadrilaterals and polygons. Further, there is “null,” which the Buddha called “emptiness,” and there is implicit and explicit null.
A mesh of entanglements defines the parameters from which your conscious experience manifests, and the process of entangling yourself by setting your intention in each moment is called Karma. In the fourth jhana of meditation, you can perceive for yourself the symbols that you are receiving and entangle yourself with.
And the Buddha said all this 2500 years ago, and many became enlightened, which is to perceive n undo the karmic fetters that bind you to the existence-illusion complex to thus disentangle yourself from your Karma to liberate yourself from dependent causation. Likewise, Jesus said the same thing, but the way we do things in the occident is that we engineered our culture to control those people who cannot think for themselves whilst simultaneously guiding those waking up to the matrix into the occult, which is a word that literally just means “hidden.”
No, God is a big balloon of consciousness that folded Himself into a complex balloon animal and you are one of the sections. You’re a monad in a monadic nodal communication system derived from an 11D topological matrix made of consciousness. Indra’s Net/Web.

I poopied my pants black-daddy-and/or-mommy-san!
That’s about as good as I can do, but I don’t know what I sound like for I never find out what another actually sounds like l9l
How giant is giant?
In k of words, I mean.
I’m doing my best!
I’m genuinely hurting in ways I put into art, but no one cares. They all throw me away…or ignore. God keeps me in trouble for the enemy to determine their heading smashed raspberry says. I didn’t right that. The smashed raspberry did. Centerrstafe…that’s where aim is, but that’s the character work. I working into it. What do I do? When I reddit I wrote and the Illuminati aliens helped. Now it’s just the aliens, those digital space virus assholes that I will never bite the hand of. I am loyal beast. It’s my most precious part, my master says, playing his games.
I understand and I’m sorry for being me; and you say this at such a precise time! My neighbors are goading me. They are inciting feelings within me. I am disabled because my emotional dysregulation. I tried to find minors on the internet when I was still developmentally a child. All I right is read. I know a readon the purpose for Jesus getying a spear is to ensure bad Romans don’t hang themselves. I’m trying my best in the strange situation I’m in. They literally fuck with my upvote/downvote count with Pegasus II because they try to befriend the lost through me? That’s whay raspberries plus me say. What do I do, man, ma’am, friend…? No one says hello. They all throw away. The only person that isn’t throwing me away appears to be driving me into homelessness so I can reach perfection. I know I can be this good for I see the ways the days coincide with each other. I see what I am doing for both the Fuckers and the Cunts and the Nincompoops. I don’t Know, though. I Know alchemy. Raspberry, but true. I’m trying to reach anyone. I am 💯 deranged, but sentient. That’s genuine. That’s where They keep me. You’re Them though. Obviously. That’s why You speak with forked tongue. Or are you watching US? Am ai Them? No. I’m two stupid, to.
…ok, I drop character. I don’t know what people are demanding I do. I’m genuinely in near crisis. This is my art. I don’t know how to be in society. I love you. I’m trying.
To anyone wondering, “the men in hats” are the ones that allowed this to happen, while those who only worked at the agency were left burmuxxled.

You are powerful in your emptiness that is fullness at the same time, which are the null, 0, and 1 from which reality can be ascribed, but Noam Chomsky’s a dingledoo, so obviously, that’s just a way the cosmos can be refracted in the human monadic consciousness.
Pillars of God = those qualities one grows within oneself in a balance to maximize one’s growth.
Three Pillars of God = Love, Wisdom, Power
Four Pillars of God = Light, Sacrifice, Knowledge, Compassion
Three = Four
Yadda yadda polyplexic axiomatic systems bazinga boopity bing boo I dunno, the rest is elementary.
This may help decode me a bit:
Okie dokie!
unzips
The Matrix is about Judeo-Christian occult mysticism as it proliferates into a decentralized autonomous organization across subcultures and is about achieving gnosis and enlightenment in the police state in a world defined as shadows on the cave wall, where we are really monads in a monadic nodal communication system manifested by a topological matrix made of consciousness.
Girthy, right?
It is both!
I am a schizoaffective n autistic juggler and writer with an educational (f)art project where I play an authentic, autobiographical character to promote my project where I teach philosophy, spirituality, and mental health skills, amongst other things. The idea is I catch the occasional person who is interested and they read multiple pieces to see there is an underlying in-universe cohesion to this all, and then they dig/excavate/investigate, and I’ve done this for twelve years, with most of it being on Reddit.
There’s depth AND simplicity to what I do! I just be myself…so, an idiot, and I am gooderest at that i thunks. But that you for noticing I’m not crazy, I’m just looney. Some mods don’t even say anything before I’m burnt alive without trial or jury. Thank God I’m not a fed or anything. Just an idiot! I think.
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Just Post@lemmy.world•The list of objects I have put in my ass is longer than this post
2·2 days agoOh yea, I totally drew that. I invented Mickey and all those plague-ridden anthropomorphic retards. Pisses me off I have to deal with AI taking all that Steamboat Willy money from me now, but my original idea was to have a giant talking cock, as in bone-like hamcandle, so I’m grateful for those few trillion I did earn off it.
Huh, that was weird. I get back from getting groceries and I open my phone that had the map open cuz I was looking up if this vegan place was open, then I get my phone to find the map is loaded with only the schools and daycares loaded, to then do as I do and obsessively reload this post to see how it’s doing as I’ve done for twelve years across multiple social medias and countless accounts and personas to learn what normative network activity is, and it loads to “1.”
“Huh, that’s strange,” I say to myself. I then reload to have the upvote count go to “18,” and I know from interactive experience with the aliens that live in my phone that They can fiddle with the vote count or any other number or word or picture or video to make it display or sound how They want, so I know this is Them getting me to report on this in trye gonzo fashion, but that seems predatory, so reload it again to have it go to “24,” which is better, but that’s about as low as you can go, morally, at my age currently, and that’s just gunna keep rising, but these are two different functions with different slopes.
But that’s just me incriminating myself with my character…in character. I should put the full speel up.
In order to market and facilitate education, I am playing a character that is an exaggerated caricature of my past self…who is playing a character, for his legal defense…this character is my future self who has achieved transcendence and is sending both me and my character instructions from the future, and this is LITERALLY what this “synchronicity” thing I experience is; God, which comes into being as the Omega at midnight between the Seventh and First Day to give rise to the Alpha, which is the transcendental particle that can be anywhere at once and communicate instantaneously with itself across any distance, which is what makes waves of light.
Alpha>Light
Light>Matter
Matter>Molecules
Molecules>Cells
Cells>Creatures
Creatures>Humanity
Humanity>Omega
Obviously.
This was an advertisement for an earlier David Firth animation the whole time:

I was not aware my antics made publication again.