Read what the Buddha said about entanglement. It will click ;)

Intention is literally all you control. Meditate to observe this, which is science last I checked.

The machines think a bug is a lesser being than them and will kill it, for no reason.

My twelfth grade English teacher told me the machines are broken and don’t know they’re broken.

Physics is what is allowed for the machines to study.

The reason we have the occult in the occident is because we run a police state in western civilization, and the Bible is the crust of the truth.

Physics. Cool

Metaphysics. Cooler.

Pataphysics. Coolest.

And yes

Typos: deliberate

Playing your ignorance of philosophy: deliberate

Sure, just default to assuming the syntactically and semantically correct words you didn’t understand are gibberish. Fucking boys I have to deal with…

Do you need me to explain. I have, somewhere in these million words I wrote in character for my state-sponsored job.

My job: Crackhead, because I wasn’t good en0ugh yo bee a pothead, qhich is a FESTIVAL COP. Y’know, I’m that crazy person on public transit or whateverz mouthing off, doing drugs, trying to get into fights, and doing two things, objectively; networking, and counterintelligence.

Networking; hi, my name’s Victoria Phoenix. I’m a juggler and a skilled righter abd comedian.

Counterintelligence: I poopied my pants, Epstein was a cop and is thus alive because pf tbat, I ear dog shit for lunch cuz it yummy

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QoeKMD5dwnWBB6gHOFgY4uKJOXKg8CPGDu-dE5UsisQ/edit?usp=drivesdk

I don’t have to prove myswlf 4 I hav all redy

Yea, I’m full of myself because I bully myself to do what I put my mind to

Intention is the only thing you control, and is what entangles you with the symbols sent to you via the Ālaya-vijñāna. I’m going to copy something I wrote recently:

The simple argument is simulation theory, but I try to put effort into what I do, so I’m going to walk you through a thought experiment.

Everything you experience is self-contained within your neurons, right? Well, you must be reading or consuming these words from some device, right? But you’re not directly experiencing that device, literally, yea? What you experience is a representation of that thing in your neurons, so you never ever experience the external world, and thus everything you experience can be said to be you. So, that device is you, and there is a refracted reflection of me inside of you right now.

This is, y’know, the kid bending the spoon in the Matrix; there is no spoon, the spoon is an extension of the observers’ consciousness. And, if you’re familiar with the underlying concept of Plato’s allegory of the cave and the idea of being a mind in a vat, there’s no evidence that the external world is in any way the way we perceive it to be.

And I believe, from a lifetime of observation and non-normative experiences that we are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, but rather pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system, where the “Server” connecting and reconciling the intentions of each of us monads experiencing our own parallel universe reality is what Jesus called his Father and is what the Buddhists call the Ālaya-vijñāna, or storehouse consciousness.

Quantum entanglement is karmic entanglement. Read what the Buddha said and tell me that doesn’t apply to quantum entanglement. See my other comment I just made.

I understand the mind and consciousness.

Simply, if String A is entangled with String B but not String C, then AB is true and AC is false. Further, these entanglements can möbiate, or defile themselves as the Buddhists say, meaning they can store a half-twist in each entanglement, and this is what creates dualistic dichotomy and thus is the foundation of all illusions of having a self.

Are you a “self?” Are you still stuck on that?

Additionally, the logic structures that form can create nested categories, so a square is a rectangle but a rectangle isn’t a square, yet both are quadrilaterals and polygons. Lastly, each section of the matrix can return null, which can be implicit or explicit. The sum of all these mechanisms can represent all forms of the cognition you experience.

You are not a “self.” You are a topological matrix, like light, which is neither a particle or wave, but a sum of entanglements defined by a transcendental particle (Alpha) that can be in multiple places at the same time and communicate instantaneously with each part of itself. You are God, retard. You just forgot in the illusion of being a self.

Technically, neither side can prove our experiential realities are procedurally generated because for all we know CERN is the equivalent of Mario and Luigi smashing Bob-ombs together. Meditation leads to some insights though, such as how important intention is in the entanglement process of the mind. Whether this entanglement process is Karma and results in the procedural generation of each of our realities is up for debate, and personally I don’t want to debate someone who won’t do their own experiments to know what I’m talking about.

I know what they did to me, and that did drive me crazy, which is great because they trained me to be crazy. I’m a crackhead because I wasn’t good enough to be a pothead, which is a festival cop. Crazy dude on public transit or whatever, doing drugs, mouthing off about how the reptile people have sex with me, how Epstein was a cop/Mossad agent and is alive because of that, and how I poopied my pants. Obviously, I do counterintelligence with the sociological effect on culture all of us doing this have, because I’m totes not a cop, bro.

I figured that out 13-14 years ago after I had figured out how to have a life with maximums pleasure and minimum responsibility. Additionally, I figured out lucid dreaming and literally did anything I wanted maybe a third to half of nights. It was hell after a minute. Completely unfulfilling. You gotta have a mission, something bigger than yourself to fight for, and it has to have a significant degree of unpredictability. That makes life fulfilling.

I do suffer, but I am doing a bit. I play an autobiographical character to help market my educational art project to theoretical past versions of myself who still suffer as I used to. I guarantee what you perceive does not reflect the nature of my suffering, and “suffering” is not the same as “suffering” when I was young. One thing is certain: my life is not in any way “normal,” and I’ll let the annals of my work speak for me there.

But also, trick question: could you spare any change, sir? The king’s got us on all sorts of marbled shitflaps this time of year.

You should get help for that obsession you have. It’s really weird to live rent-free in someone’s head like this for a basic application of grammar for [Effect], and I would appreciate if you do me a solid and let me outta there, bro. You’re fucking my shit up, keeping me inside you like this. I came last week, ffs!