0ffshoot of Unbending intent

[Le_Regard]

Part of what I mean by that, while I'm still thinking about it, is that just ripping the whole thing wide open would not really be a good thing either.

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There is a kind of Aztec goddess of suicide that I had a very clear vision of once.  I won't say her name or anything, but her vision is of a goddess hanging by her neck from a rope attached to the sky.

If I understand you more or less, that rope is the interface.

[Le_Regard]

Ok look, actually the goddess is the interface, ok?  That's just how it really is.

But also *** her, what does she know?  Get your own rope.

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My feeling is also that the goddess in question is basically just the Sun.  Like the literal Sun, actually hanging in the sky.  And not only is there a BIG rope, but every ray of light is also a smaller one.  But that's just me, your mileage may vary.

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I'm a bit preoccupied with mystical visions of centralized cosmic administration.  The Sun is HEAVY.  But Jupiter is heavy too.  And neither of them have all the weight in the universe.

[glance left]

It was a Mazatec goddess that showed me the zipper.  Maybe they're related

[rosygyro]

Code orange- If there are any asymmetrical defence psychic operations MK ultra survivors in here “we need you to guard the tree”. Elf costume will be provided. loaded guns will not.

[Le_Regard]

Survivors? For the last several months I've been thinking of myself as an MK Ultra experiment WINNER.

Also I have reason to believe that Santa Claus is aliens from a star in the constellation Orion.

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Granted, I have to spend POSSIBLY the rest of my life surrounded by literally the worst things you can imagine, for my own protection... but it's not so bad once you've gotten used to it.

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Those mushrooms scare me A LOT by the way.

Not in an aggressive way, but in a try not to get caught under their feet as they trample you without even noticing kind of way.

Which, now that I think about it, is how people usually treat mushrooms.

[glance left]

  Not that Mazatec goddess.....the other one.  The scary-er one

No weapons?  Fine....I'll pack an extra diaper, then.  Ten HUT

[Le_Regard]

Is the diaper to remind her you're an innocent child and don't deserve to be eaten?

[Le_Regard]

I don't know this goddess or anything, it's just a general pattern I've noticed about goddesses

[glance left]

Le_Regard wrote:
Is the diaper to remind her you're an innocent child and don't deserve to be eaten?

Yeah, could....if it works.  Also serves to contain the inevitable bodily expression of fear

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Wait is it the goddess with the jutting out bits like something crashed into a warehouse and all the steel beams are jutting out but also kind of pointy and jagged at the edges??  I might know that one.

I find that if I just kind of lie there very still and don't try to even pretend like I'm in control of my body for the next 10 or 15 minutes she is relatively gentle with me.

[Le_Regard]

Also just FYI I am totally on board with the institution of a Zipper cult.

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Is it more like there are two halves, and the closed zipper connects them, zips them together, or is more like an opening in a tent, and you have to pull up the zipper to open the door?

[Le_Regard]

[glance left]

Le_Regard wrote:
Wait is it the goddess with the jutting out bits like something crashed into a warehouse and all the steel beams are jutting out but also kind of pointy and jagged at the edges??  I might know that one.

I find that if I just kind of lie there very still and don't try to even pretend like I'm in control of my body for the next 10 or 15 minutes she is relatively gentle with me.

The one I'm familiar with is more like a ultra-high frequency razor followed by a gushing ethereal current.  The razor cuts you in half and vaporizes your left side out into the void and then dices up your right half and unfolds it like a billion stamened or billion petalled flower, each with something like an eye on its tip.  The vibrating razor cuts and then the current flows, unfolding and separating the bazillion diced parts in an unwinding fractal pattern.  And then she starts talking, telling about how she lives in the empty space between your diced up and unfolded parts.  Funny thing is, the last few times I heard her talking, she sounded like an African American middle-aged female from Brooklyn in the 70's.  I've never seen her....I've just seen what she does with her power...and heard her voice which was the strangest kind of ironic in the context of what she does....the kind of ironic that can be hellishly frightening if you don't just go with it while upholding the highest respect and dead silence.

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I don't think I've ever heard her talk.  But she sings nonsense at me.

I don't see right/left exactly like that and it's probably not that visually intense, but yes that sounds kind of familiar.  I could get poetic but basically the left is the infinite and right is the finite.  The right is kind of mazey, labyinthy, or prisony, and every part you focus on is just another maze, and you don't even know what's supposed to be in there trying to get out, because there's nothing in there you can see but more mazes.  I mean, no, not quite, because there are lots and lots and lots of things actually, but they're all just also mazes.

The left is...  well it's kind of like that too actually, but it's open instead of closed.  The harder you focus on it the less detailed it gets, it just blurs into vapor.

It's totally "free", but also kind of meaningless, because it's not really accomplishing anything other just kind of being there being free. It wants to "free" the right from it's crushing serpent's coils, to preserve a tiny seed of freedom inside every one of its prisons.

[Le_Regard]

Also I just saw the zipper somehow multiply dimensions, so it's not connecting two sides of 2 dimensional plane, but connecting n sides of an n dimensional plane where n is the number of conscious beings in existence at any given time, and it zips them together.  I don't see how, but it zips them all together, though not all in the same way.  And it opens and closes all the time, but not in any way that I can understand.

I think the message may be that all beings share a center, and if we zip ourselves we are zipping everyone.

There's something to this of the angels with a million eyes, but simpler than that.  It's just a zipper, zipping.  But it's a complicated zipper.  The interface is COMPLICATED even though it really only does two things.  It zips and unzips, that's all, but through so many dimensions at once.

The right is everyone. The left is no one.

[Le_Regard]

The zipper is very, very noticeably breathing.

[Le_Regard]

On the left, only spiders.

On the right, only flies.

The right is the whale that swallows us, on the left a god who sets us free.

[glance left]

I saw a little jumping spider on my wall today and walked up to it...and asked it if it wanted to stay inside or go outside.  I said "turn right if you want to stay inside...turn left if you wa..." It promptly turned right. 


I think you're seeing more facets than me.  I only saw the one aspect in which a brightly lit luminous fulcrum moved along an abysmal plane drawing together two luminous curtain-like swaths of gossamer plasma and pulled them toward itself, bind/weaving them together as it moved along...and then, behind it, whatever was bound together unraveled and was separated...like a zipper moving along, zipping together something from in front of it and unzipping it from behind.  And I could feel what was happening within myself as I saw it. 

But, yeah...it makes sense that there is a multiplicity of singularities out there, all being zipped and unzipped. 

And, yeah....fractal mazes on the right...going nowhere, really....but at least the illusion that you're making progress by navigating through.  On the left...yeah....inert awareness filling empty space.  It's nice to touch base with that inert meaninglessness though....at least for me.  It seem to lighten the mood for maze-walking, somehow

[Le_Regard]

There is a mildly physically unpleasant sensation like there are places in my spine where the tines of the zipper aren't quite meshing right.

In a way all the tines are also scales, but where pans are evenly weighted the the zipper is together, and unbalanced the zipper not quite closed.

Pointless fractal mazes, but also that's all there is and everyone needs a hobby, right?