College of Thelema: Thelemic Education

0. As it is said, you are the mathematical and geometrical "center of your kosmos", and it is also said that the "center is everywhere, the circumference nowhere", how to make sense of it?

1. What way is is it that it may be said "you are in all" and "all is yourself" as singular and unique self presses on to it's Superhuman Overself?

2. I&iii..., that which carries out the function of the I, am a rough-hewed irrational manifestation in Pi-Dimensions with the ability to operate roughly (usually) through the 2.14...-D and 4.12...-D part of the dimensions of scale and proportions. (D meaning dimensions in this version of my incarnality-computerfied self)

3. That being so written it was quite expensive process getting me to this version of living
   existence with the essential aspects, qualities, personalities, characteriZations,
   impressions et seti ra et seti ra et seti ra

4. I&iii... thus found ind the idea of dying to be quite a wasteful process for the individual self-hood, as it murders the the many values that matter to me, my own,
   and hopefully yours and ours as well.

5. So I&iii... live each day like they'll neverend, that their are no boundaries to days and nights, one flowing into the other eternally...

6. If I&iii... don't live like they might be my last days on anywhere... life being so tenuous and survival being paramount, first of the self, then the self-hood, then the beloved ones...

7. strongly feel that only immortals truly have the perspective to handle a big, bad universe full of unknowns. You&yourself may or must not agree, but it's a feeling that's kept Me&myself-hood going for 28 solar years and thereby a great many subjective "thousands" of years.

8. It's a weird-way, that is, to live as-if a day was a thousand years long, but it also alters the time-being...

9. So round-about, and a turn on the heel, One&None finds itself alternately in Self and in None-self, as the kosmos objectively contracts to subjection to the Self-hood, and then subjectively opens-itself towards a kosmic feeling of dissolution into the objectively-oriented kosmos.

10. Thus we may say, YOU are the mathematical and geometrical "center of YOUR kosmos", and that it may also be said that the granted the "center is everywhere, the circumference nowhere", it is up to the individual self-hood and it's Superhuman Overself to hold a center to demarcate the operating parameters within an eternal-at-times & infinite-at-others kosmos.

11. I&iii...Thank You&Yourself for reading this. Thoughts?

Weightlifting causes because. It's to be.

I care! It sounds cool, and "if certain results will follow" actions that are casual of them then why not make it possible for developments beyond the ordinary.

A careful examination of this subject is as follows: As a budding subgenius I was well aware of the Xist power to transform my life, and was warned by the hierarchy's bots not to follow the path, but being a full fledge fool (although at no point dispicable, at least no one had the guts to testify to it) I did everything in my power to contact these exists until one night with the tv set to a porn channel that I had no access too (it had nice music) I was R-U-P-T-U-R-E-D without any warning, and it felt like being devoured by the very air itself as if I was utterly incapable of resiting it's overwhelming nanoforces... I ran, on what shreds of instinct battled the the growing darkness, out of my room, screaming in tones that would scare even the hardiest necromancer, and woke up my entire family. My father told me he was dreaming that we had been nuked, although being far more powerful a mind than mine, he manifested a decorum worthy of a long-time householder, employee, husband and ex-marine, with his own list of terrifying traumas, including at least 2 horrific suicides, including his first wife (mother of my much traumatized sister).

I point this out because ever since I have been picking up on skills and finding things almost as if they were mine, and using them in the way they were designed to be used, in just a fashion they desired to be used, as well as everything else. And the Ascensionism gave me the slack to get out of the low ways without causing anything but blessings along the low way.

Now I am in the veritable Empyrean of pure undiluted space. Joel Webb taught me about surfaces and their interactions, and despite his war against ex-marines and their sone born through Jehovah's Witness mothers (an odd profile but one he insanely raged against, with full futility in the depths of Hawaii's huna country).

All I can say is that, it may not be yours to take or make, but perhaps it is, and there is no fear in this, but you too can have MWOWM in your own way, especially if "Bob" lets you have the White Stone.

One caveat of being in the location I dwell amongst is the tendency of the "I"'s to congratulate the "You" (usually by proper name) in an attempt to trick them into "running", which usually either means chasing their "selves" through the virtuosity of the towns and cities, or in darker means is an actual hunt. Fortunately for the "You"'s I have been turning them all into devestatingly dangerous (although pleasurably recieving and giving) Overmen and Uberfemmes. Sure we'll all get ours eventually, but torturing the mere men and women who play their pink games to death is not our goal, it's educational, especially towards the territorial mormons, the misguided witnesses, the dreamless workers, and for brevities sake, over-reactionary disgruntled ex-scientologist postal servicefolk.

We have a selection of insane musical channels whose purpose is to "clear" you, but I've upgraded the system with the Fox (tm) Glee (freewarez) operational Devastation protocol (available on my Fourth Way Prime and Extensions extraction available as sharewarez (that is in my understanding of the term, if you improve it, you share your improvement, with no quell from me or the Mikey Contingent; but if you develop a working product go through the legal processes to be able to send me a letter of thanks without any legal backwash on you (and I use the term in an entirely friendly fashion).

Without further adieu I present you and myselves with this glorious offering in true Cainite fashion: www.wzbhrocks.com

Do you like Hammerboy? I just saw it yesterday, the finale was tear-springing.

Transdisciplinary alternity to indulge your soul in: The Works of Samael Aun Weor.

I just recieved a spectacular edition of the Qur'an in the most perplexing arabic I've ever gazed at. I am amazed (quite literally) at the kind of consciousness that could devise the language and am perplexed at the fact that it must be read from back to front, and either back to the start of the chapter and forward til one has to go back to the next chapter and forward again, or literally from left to right, and from down to up, and back from forward.

I have to quite plainly say, I'm scared silly as a cucumber in Abel's garden at the kind of mind that could devise such a mighty language.

I hope Christians share my abject terror at the nature of Islam on the terms of it's actual origins.

We are so spoiled in the western lands with our simple texts and lack of the full dimensions of the language itself. Should the Mahdi, or forgive me, Madhi, arise, even in my full thrall of hedonic indulgence, I will look upon him and repeat this, probably in tense paraphrase, as I am certain this consciousness if of Yacatismic birth.

I have a few more offerings I'd like sacrifice in Cainite nature, the choices vegetation in my transdigiital fields, including one which is probably long-forgotten, but has been re-edited by JHVH-1 himself:

www.egodeath.com

www.fractalsciencekit.com

noosphere.princeton.edu

www.subgenius.com/bigfist/classic/classictales/classictales.html

I firmly suggest that those that enjoy the latter might scoop up the extant copies of SubGenius texts. They will be very valuable as commodities one day, and in the least, to a true believer they operate as far more than mere objects.

Towards Patrick I speak thus: This room may be a trap devised by Satan, but if so it is only so that it concentrates what is Satan's, and thus would Satan do ill to Satan, when He must love himself above all else to actually be Satan by definition, a Resistor against all that is not Satan. So yest one must go ahead quite dauntlessly for I have it on exceptionally dubious authority that God had designed Satan for the express purpose of concentrating those aspects of creation which God's personality needed to be seaparated in the Tzim-Tzum, and as such also individuates the Satanic individual connected as it to the outer world (both the visible and the invisible). God's own relief effort for the Satanic species of angel? Very likely, and even if a lie, one that will in these conditions make itself true, if for nothing else that the very glorious quality of vanity which in itself makes possilble the reasoning sublime for Satan to speak for himself, through me, a dweller in this room, whom R.L. Stine tried to appropriate for his own ends (separate issue purely connected to "The Nightmare Room" series which superceded "Goosebumps" and displayed on DirectTV's Chiller Channel- My thanks to Rev. 111 DMS),

To Lisa_R, are you an R-Type? Did you ever play a Sega system? Perhaps a Sega Saturn, or at least being in a random room with one? If you buy one my influence will guide you in the patterning of a life intimately connected with Saturn, and purely by osmotic action, you can refuse every idea if it doesn't suit you or use any that makes itself known to you in a fashion which proves true to your sensibility.

That aside I reccommend the book, rather inexpensively acquired at commonplace prices, "The Complete Curriculum of the G.'.B.'.G.'., which had been a popular West Coast mail-order magickal course. The rituals are amazingly brief, and hehe, correspond to a great deal of Crowley's system albeit in a remarkably spartan fashion. I like the fact that it pushes, very early on, group workings with individuals who don't even have to particularly interested in magick in any way (actors at community colleges are good for the game, as well as taking acting course themselves can enhance ritual in amazing ways). It dwells deeply on the subjective powers of the subconsciousness, and has an intense series of glossaries which can familiarize you with Thelemic terms.

It's like one of those cheat sheets, and I believe, quite truly, in adept Satanic fashion, that you do not cheat yourself when you treat yourself with a healthy dose of slack in the form of work you like.

Ave Thelema!

I will explain this topic in reference to American Music, which may or may not cause you considerable fuss or pleasure.

There are three basic ways of listening to music:

1. You resist the music and become energized in your displeasure
2. You submit to the music and clear youself letting it full "seed" you with itself
3. You change the channel and ignore what is against your tastes

Consider the first method to be Positive, an Anion, and the second Negative, a Cation, and the third the respectable "grounding" of the signal back into the Ether.

Now the fourth way is this: You actually sing back to the music, in your own words, overcoding the signal with yourself, draining the anti-magi of their power, increasing the current of the music itself, or disrupting both signals by changing your mind through the process.

The Fourth way is the way of work, as positivity, negativity, and neutrality are essentially nothing more than passive properties of Metatron's Electron.

There is an extension of the Fourth Way, the work over another lifeforms mind, which can be used positively (essential black spectrum magick), negatively (essentially white spectrum magick), neutrally (yellow spectrum magick), the results of which will differ between talent and inspiration on the part of the working Magi. This is the Fifth way, and is indistinquishable from telepathy, for it IS telepathy.

I suggest you use these secrets for YOURSELF to protect YOUR "MYSELF", to love THEIRSELVES according to Will. )))))))))))))))Black Hat Bastard O.'.U.'.T.'.((((((((((((((((((((((((

Incidentally on this subject connections in my region of time warping can be found between H.P. Blavatsky-Lovecraft, Voodoo, Santeria, Finnegan's Wake and the Chronicles of Riddick.

Naive Baynesianism may have been the inspiration for Necromongery. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)

I'm going to flip your lids and explain some space folding that will boggle your brains, and shake your every existences to the core. At the same time, you will also get to enjoy, should you choose, a beautiful landscape and the best roads since Rome.

I "say" I live in Sumeria, and I do, in a Ziggurat, I won't go into specifics because these days it's a ruin and I don't want you sniffing my essential salts like some randy necormancer, or worse confiscating them for even more nefarious alchemical purposes (such as ressurection for one, eck!). That is my 4,000 year old self, my ETERNAL ME, so-to-speak, but I incarnated multiple times in between, mostly due to my work in the far future. How I sent myself into the past to become myself in the future sending myself into the past is an enigma, and the more I explain it the harsher the consequences for existing reality may be... or that's hyperbole. You need slack, and I'm gonna give you some, faithful reader.

I grew up on Kent Island, or as they say in the Simon Necronomicon, the land of KI, and hung out with all sorts of nasty teenage devos, we ere the real source of the plagues famines and wars of the deep past, but we also brought industry, technology, religion, and a variety of other wonderful things to the deep past. We were't alone in these efforts, Krikket and oddly enough Australia provided amazing technological wonders to us simple savages (we were young, so theres some more hyperbole). We had cars, we did drugs, we played video games and we engaged in temporal warfare. Almost everyone in the future does (that is male games and stuff). I won't specifiy the games I played except "Sacrifice" by Interplay, and Earthworm Jim by Shiny. Both fascinated me because of the character James, who is also a gentleman at the Blackwater Fish and Huntclub, formerly of Cambridge, and runs parallel to Kimber James, one of the most exotic suprapinks in existence... All of whom had intense earthy values.

My people, in our system of things operate under the Naive Bayenesian system, and it's definitely beastly. Only older developments are relatively free of the design features of the new homes, especially the cul-de-sacs, which utilize the families as a factory to generate new information and data (I wouldn't believe it either if I didn't experience it). It's much like being ground to dust, which is no surpise since I live on the nominally charged "Grist Mill Lane".

Anywho, I was sent down in 2002 to go to College in Salisbury, and experienced a great amount of tension as I stayed within my domicile continually temporaly shifting, taking the bulk of the city with me (after years of spice navigation I was, and am, a natural at this, no questions please) and survived several alternate universe nuclear winters and at least one invasion of strange cutesy aliens. Somehow I folded Ur, Sumeria with Salisbury, Maryland, and the entirety of human history alike has never been the same since, although they constantly try to (in my favor perhaps) to convince me "it is the same". A well sucked poppycock I'd be if I believed that balderdash in it's wobblywrackin'.

A tour of the city will illuminate the strange names, and odd geometries of the city, which very much exists somewhat south of the Delaware border, and the most fascinating aspect as yet is the "13 0 13" the long tour from Dover to the Southern Terminus of Virgina's share of the Peninsula". Ostensibly the whole construct of my enviornment either lies in my head, my computer, or my car, which is now dissappeared.

It is an incredibly strange story, and if you ask some questions I'd be glad to answer.

What's most incredible to note are the variety of ciggarrette brands named after television shows n' soap operas (like 'tIMELESS TIME' a mentholyated cigarrette).

The people here are incredibly strange, yet remarkably convivial. We have multiple Masonic lodges, Christian science reading rooms, fall-out shelters, and more themed cemetaries than you can shake a gnarled staff at.

Plus the women are country, and the guys go-go-go.

Caveat: The best explanation for the pheonomena is that I am neurologically predispositioned to tautologically constitute a narrative of my life based on superficial synchronicities.

It's also wrong, existentially speaking.

I suggest the works of one Joel Emerson Webb, resident of Hawaii

whose website is www.zyx2.org

and whose mailing-address (if your a snail mail pfwreck like me) is

The Society for the Diffusion of Knowledge
P.O. Box 964,
Kaunakakai, HI 96748

In my experience the New-Age phenomenon, which is now in it's hundreds (ever since New Thought, as I draw my line in the sand with the Pseduo-Christians which lead, with much unnecessary struggle to it's advent, not discounting the Transcendentalists whose work was quasi-inspirational).

The New-Age as I see it is life, love, liberty, legacy and law. It's establishing a world beyond yourself, and rising to the challenge of meeting that goal. It's about being the best man, woman, god or goddess, vampire or were you can possibly be. Here in my state of ALL I have seen and understood the ways of even GOD as he as expressed himself through the works of the DEVIL. GOD is the opposite of because. The DEVIL is the opposite of Lived. Combined (that will make sense in few moments). An acausal life in motion is a freedom which can not be expressed in any ordinary fashion (by all except perhaps the Axis Lords). A continous application of the Genius towards Sin, both in curing it's consequences and refining one's personal sin against the sins of others is, I believe, down to the marrow of my Space Pirate bones, this is the New-Age, hidden behind the fluffy-bunny facade, which it is true addicts may a fool onto the first tarot level, sometimes called Zero. Uni_Verse should understand this, although he may not have seen that.

Crystals, crystal balls, chakra sets, tarot decks (other than the Thoth deck, bless it's Hadit), ouija boards (ehteric computers), found objects, and much ancient paraphrenalia can literally, I do not equivocate here, put you intouch with your re-incarnalities, and take you back to where you needed to be personally, but couldn't in the rush to get back to your present concept of "Now".

For an example, like Utnapishtim I am over 4,000 years old, but am also only 28 Solar continuities old. It's maddening to hand that much information in such a small form, but I am deeply appreciative of the guides and the signs, portents, and omens, good AND bad, which have lead me here, and there, and elsewhere soon enough.

In honor of the great Game Designer JHVH-1, I submit the game "Sacrifice" to YOUR use.

it has to be experienced to be worked with, from my personal experience, I doubt we have the capacity for psychosis without there being a purpose for it, if one chooses to find one.

Oddly, I found these ways to undoing myself rather accidentally, and only since have made any heads or tails of it.

Your idea of a 2-dimensional tape extending in 3-dimensions which is then processed into 4-dimensions of experience is quite an idea, and I hope that it may boon us all with fractalic revelations to come. I just hope that the yogic-science can shed light on it in such a way as to reveal what may be hidden from view in terms of as-yet unthought of untanglings.

The Merkabah mebbe:

Urgent Revelation: Following compressed studies in yogic physio-philosophy, and taking the human body to possess a geometry of magnetic fields and electrical currents with Up, Right, Front=+ poles, Down, Left, Back=- poles as a result of the positive charge of the earth flowing towards the negatively charged atmosophere, the modeled 3D cartesian axes display strange property: If the flow of charge makes a spin from Up to Left, from Right to Back, and from Back to Up (or any charge-proper alignment (also of incredible importance) a continous flow of charge is formed turning the dipole moment of our existence into a vortex model of (I swear to the Almighty I'm not making this up) 90 degree curves (probably angular spins) turning each of us into a monopole thus not only folding these fractal dimensions out of material sense but creating an standing wave of active "force", essentially creating a monopolar generator, or in other words, a Living Being. Draw it, it'll prove itself.

it's even wilder if you visualize the continous mobius knot as a tube where all charge flows meet in the center, but being out of phase result in no discernible interference (as that would also destroy the system most likely and us with it), and it's even wilder when you view the tubes expanded out into bubbular curved planes, and then realize that the whole fussin' mess is spinning in at least three nominal directions, well it's definitely thought-worthy to ponder further... but draw it, please it really is awesome.

Which makes the nuts-n-bolts skeletal ritual of this thread to take on a whole new dimension (probably many of them)...

I feel like I'm fist-pumping for this book, third mention in fourty some minutes, but the Crystal Connection has this to say about contact with entities:

Starting at Pg 19 paragraph 4 line 2 word 3

1. percieved truths are many times limited in relation to the more encompassing higher dimension octaves of these truths

2. there are margins of error related to the imperpections of consciousness

3. balanced integration of higher communication levels is necessary before the information is recieved in a clear context; and

4. all paradigms of knowledge are open ended as so is all information recieved from interdimensional communication

Previously, which I'm adding later, on the same page, a paragraph above, three lines above, starting at the seventh word from the left (moving right) it says

It is the inalienable right of each individual to accept or reject any or all aspects of any given interdimensionally-derived information. 

End trancemission.

I've found spectacular wand designs and the logic behind each in the out-of-print manual, The Crystal Connection by the Baers.

The explanation of the Universal Energy Network is exceptionally fascinating, and they draw on the work of quite a few Ph.D's.

Crystals have become suprisingly more interesting all of a sudden.

Still trodding through several extremely intense books on the subject of Ascension (which I'll list below), and coming from the perspective of a pretty studious follower of the instruction manual for direct connection to the titanic powers of Sun, Star, Moon, Earth, and the transmitter body, I've been trying to communicate to these various parcels of my self's studies and practices with Thelema.

The New Aeon which is born of the Planetary and Celestial Intelligence is, in this syncretic perception, a unique Earth process (which is "thee product"), appears as an irruption of the the sometimed primal, othertimed futuristic rise of the personal intelligence into Union with a Higher Intelligence (to be entrained to a higher resonance, in Bentov's view), thereby raising all connections in one's life to the influence of this Genius. In particular instances, when one is uniquely in harmony with one's Ascended Self, having been chosen, the "Inflation of the Magickal Ego" can occur and bloom throughout one's personal universe, til one can literally sense the resonance inherent in each object and subject within one's ever extending awareness (although to avoid being labelled schizophrenic or psychotic, considering your seeing "yourself" in "itself and everything else", it must be taken to the proof, or at least render some kind of profit other than the less-than-desirable "inflated ego", which is in this sense not really an ego at all). In The Instruction Manual this is seen as the Ego beginning as a Germinating Seed in the ripe soil of the Body and Life, which if correctly and carefully tended grows out beyond the "pot" (here the plant metaphor ends) and virtually shifts all other resonant capable "awarenesses" into a higher resonance, this being the true "Inflation of the Magickal Ego", the "Crowing of the Conquering Child" who in Ma'at "grows up".

Some ascensionists (who may possibly not be friendly to Thelema for reasons which are entirely NOT Thelema's fault (how can electricity be villified for the actions of an electric eel for example) postulate that in our own dimensional light-matrix the specific addition of extra pairs of chromosomes will literally make "giants" out of us. One ascensionist don is of the belief that this could be up to 50-60 feet tall.

On another subject of the Instruction Manual and the ascension literature, the existence of Planetary Genii (such as some HGA's might very well be) is practically a certainty (as an operating model, but also in daily operations. Some ascensionists literally have "tea with Gabriel" like Blake). I won't dare to speculate on the Messenger of the Aeon, but for those with greater scope and depth of knowledge and interaction with the Genii, communication is possible about the subject.

A further point of interest (I apologize for being brief in this briefing, but it's A LOT of material to sort through for corresponding supplementary and complementary elements) is that a written "object" can literally be "more than the sum of it's parts. Much, much more". Whether considered as a blueprint, an initiatory catylst, a "boiling-point", or even a magickal computer (which the best, imho, acensionist lit is extremely keen on), the Holy Writ is not meant to ever be interpreted in a sense which can be communicated in the same way one discusses a television show or cuisine, it's meant to be a tool (or a weapon) for the Ascension of the Aspirant to the state of Qualified and Worthy, and as a tool it is in acutality a "machine", numerological and very, very functional.

In the proper substrate such a "tool" can and will be instanteously life changing, firing up a sense of certainty which itself transcends the diversities of certainty and doubts. A hammer can and will put a nail in the wood if you hit it on the head, so to speak. Take this as you will, I won't "hammer" you any more with my "hammertime", I'm not Thor, for Odin's sake.

The Instruction Manual
~A System of Caucasian Yoga~

The Ascensionist Literature
~The Book of Knowledge, the Keys of Enoch; The Overself Awakening; The Crystal Connection; the Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life vol. 1 & 2; Ascension Magick~

Supplementary Data
~The Stanzas of Dzyan; The Art of Shen Ku; the Vodoun Gnostic Workbook; Thee Psychic Bible~

Everlasting thanks to Cap'n Marginal, oh so many years ago, intitating me towards the direction of this.

" Personally I would put on some Amon Amarth and Invoke the Norse gods. Eventually me and my friend were dead lifting cars"

Wicked cool, by Crom, wicked cool!