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Day ?: I met an
interesting character today. One who
seemed to have short-wired… experienced permanent damage to the neurological
design. Often though I find glimpses of
genius in such characters. This
individual constantly repeated phrases related to mycelia networks. Naturally I was intrigued being that I
contain a huge amount of interest in mycelia structures. Easy to observe in the Fungi Kingdom,
human-made technological structures, the brain, summarized perspectives of the
Universe, etc. but more difficult to observe in mobile and sentient organisms
here on Earth.
I believe this man
is able to perceive the mycelia networks not transparent in the 3-D reality
similar to how we frequently only observe the fruit of the Fungi mycelium
network and do not take the time to consider the much larger complex structure
that lies below the soils surface. This
is just my hope and I feel it is supported by what most consider rants of a
homeless madman. But if one would take
the time to sit with a homeless "madman" and learn their coding and
vernacular as best as one could they may begin to appreciate the insights from
a mad mind… they run ever so deep, ever deep.
Yes, I think I shall return.
It also made me
regret not bringing my personalized mushroom burial suit, what if I am not to
return from this journey? I would
appreciate to be buried with my spores, I should be sure and motivated to
return home for the suit.
Day ?: He has passed
to me in-outward-in foci … it makes sense.
It is as if the exercise was previous muscle in my mind and he merely
awakened and massaged that muscle. The
memory was there but I was not aware of it's presence. I only needed the catalyst to respark the
processes. The mycelium pattern
replicated throughout the Universe, from micro to macro (the Universe measured
as 'one unit'), is one hell of a ride.
To trace the pattern in all known areas and to perceive that in my
mind's eye is an exercise that seems to help me perceive all the ecosystems in
which I participate as they exist not only in the 3D but as they exist in all
dimensions. It's as if I'm, literally,
beginning to see things that could have only always been there but to which I
have remained blind.
Day ?: I fear that
these exercises come with a price. It's not only that I now can clearly
understand the short-wired character's rants as cognitive connected ideas; I
think I may also be hallucinating to the point where I see physical
manifestations of ideas I once considered only were delusional thoughts coming
from the associate.
The exercises he
considers the ability to access something he calls, 'Kaza'. I do not where he
learned this term or if it has is just a sign he constructed from his own mind.
I cannot argue with the referent of said sign… it is as if through the practices
I truly tap into a power (for lack of a better word) that runs deep and is part
of everything around us. Let me refer to it as Kaza so as to be able represent
this referent. This 'Kaza' feels not invented, nor discovered… how does one
discover something that exists outside the framework of time and space? It just
is. All I can perceive at this point is that whatever the source of this Kaza
is truly does run deep. It's as if you are standing on mountain and attempt to
sense the foundation of that very same mountain and you can only sense that it
runs profound and the deeper you go the stronger it becomes, the surface and
greatest culmination being the frailest appendage of it's existence.
He has also
countless times mentioned the 'Belsars'. Belsars are what we are to fear and
what creates our fear. Belsars want our Kaza and Belsars are what parasitic
humans are doomed to become … he names them 'intergalactic feeders'. To him
they are alien invaders. I used to chuckle under my breath or mention to him
that I haven't noticed any alien invasion. At those times he would simply treat
me as the others that pitifully look upon him with disdain for his madness --
he would ignore me. I found myself apologizing for my insensitivity but also
lately feel I may have to apologize for doubting him… that is if I myself am
not going mad. Have I gone to far in these practices of I-O-I Foci? Have I cut
myself too much from my 1st reality that when I attempt to return I merely am
partially here? I cannot tell if the alien and foreign objects which I see in
my physical realm are objects that are actually present or projections from my
brain clouding my 1st reality vision. Arguably this could just be considered
life -- distorting reality to fit your needs and desires. But it seems beyond
that. I say this because the physical properties of those things I'm seeing do
not change from day to day. The only variance is their location.
Maybe I should rest.
I may be going mad… I have previously, in this life, questioned my sanity as I
do now. What concerns me is that never before have I had such vivid visual
hallucinatory perceptions when doubting my sanity.
Yes, maybe I should
rest… find some tea.
