Intelli-jest

[Bled Welder]

You don't even know you're from Mars, do you, you senseless dry spirit.
 You've forgotten your heritage, you've forgotten who you are.  And now you
are going to spend the next six thousand earth years coming after me.

Because you are asleep.  You are a machine.  You are not conscious.  And
what I do, is, I awaken the beautiful spirits.

You don't like that you stupid twisted dreaming digit from the center of
planets.  Just the center, that's all you know.  You are unaware of the
grandness of extension.

On Sun, Nov 11, 2012 at 1:15 AM, Bled Welder <bledwelder at gmail.com> wrote:

> Your name Morris is similar to Mars.  You are from a dry planet.  Somehow
> you freakazoids made it to our water world, and you are trying to insinuate
> yourself.  But you're absurd.  Go back to Mars, maybe there you'll make
> some sense.  I've been there, I've done that.  I'm older and wiser than you
> idiot Morrises.
>
>
>
> On Sun, Nov 11, 2012 at 1:03 AM, Bled Welder <bledwelder at gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> How do you mean, robot?
>>
>>
>> On Sun, Nov 11, 2012 at 12:37 AM, David Morris <fqmorris at gmail.com>wrote:
>>
>>> R U on Your meds?
>>>
>>>
>>> On Saturday, November 10, 2012, Bled Welder wrote:
>>>
>>>> I'm not sure if you guys got the messages of the last two days.  If
>>>> not, allow me to explain to you how higher intelligence works.  I have been
>>>> welcomed.  At the beginning of ayahuasca, I was laying in the dark, a light
>>>> came on close to my body and scanned it from one end to the other.  But
>>>> then the rest wasn't very impressive, any way I grew impatient and about an
>>>> hour later ate a bunch of high power mushies.  Then I was welcomed into the
>>>> matrix.
>>>>
>>>> It would be difficult to describe and explain the experience, I could
>>>> try but I won't, it might take all day anyway.
>>>>
>>>> Okay we all know that only about ten percent of the genes in our dna
>>>> are active.  The others can in fact be activated.  In time we will learn
>>>> how to do it ourselves--that is part of what becoming a higher intelligence
>>>> is.  This world is about to flooded.  Et voila--some of us will be
>>>> transformed into amphibians.  We will survive the flood by going
>>>> underwater.  I'm pretty certain that Easter Island is some type of
>>>> connection spot underwater.  We may swim there.  Then ultimately some of us
>>>> might be invited to Giza, where the portals to the stars are.  I, for one,
>>>> for some reason my "mother" bought me, my idiot older brother and his new
>>>> wife to Vegas during Christmas.  I had no say in it whatsoever, I was
>>>> simply informed.  We are scheduled to be there 23-26 December.  We are
>>>> staying in the Luxor hotel.  You didn't think that was built there for no
>>>> reason, did you?
>>>>
>>>> So I just kept eating the mushies, why stop, I was being informed.
>>>>  Okay, all three of you know the good part of Kansas City, what's called
>>>> the Plaza area with the Nelson-Atkins museum.  What you may not know is
>>>> that in the past ten years both the museum and the canal area has been
>>>> totally rebuild and hypermodernized.  Sidenote, something you also might
>>>> not know.  The thing about reading about ancient civilizations in a massive
>>>> scholarly way is that all the information really is there already,
>>>> available.  For example, there was, is actually, a super-massive labyrinth
>>>> next to and maybe under the Giza complex that 5-3000bc when the Sirians
>>>> were here was filled with water. Nobody knows what is in the lower watery
>>>> underworld but Herodotus says the upper labyrinth is greater than Giza
>>>> itself and obviously not made by humans.  Nobody was allowed into the lower
>>>> labyrinth.  And of course if you look at it the Sphinx for one isn't a
>>>> Lion, its a dog that used to have a giant-eared dog-head called an Anubis,
>>>> and that its actually in a giant moat, that was filled with water, for
>>>> obvious reasons.
>>>>
>>>> So yesterday out of the blue a friend calls and asks me to go to the
>>>> Nelson to a new Picasso exhibit.  Which is interesting in itself, if you
>>>> recall that my novel about the higher intelligence is based a lot on Goya.
>>>>  This was obviously an invitation by the Sirians.  Because think about what
>>>> the Plaza, with its great canal, and the magnificent Nelson museum really
>>>> are.  That's right.  It's true.  Think about that great labyrinth that
>>>> exists beneath the entire Plaza complex.  Consider how ancient it might be,
>>>> I mean ancient, ancient.  Newly rebuilt for us now.  Anyway so I ate some
>>>> more and gave my friend some, enough to still drive but yet be connected to
>>>> an extent in to the matrix.  So we go outside if you remember the beautiful
>>>> back area of the museum with its great hill that goes down to the canal,
>>>> all rebuilt.  I won't bother describing the clear night sky, what
>>>> constellation was directly overhead.  I'm not really paying attention to
>>>> the sculptures, until my friend has me do so.  Quite extraordinary.  Then
>>>> she had me go sit at what she said was the gate.  And the giant gorgeous
>>>> sculpture inlaid into the wall of the museum was none other than Inanna,
>>>> nude, long flowing hair, appearing distinctly waterish, mermaid.  I was
>>>> asked to eat a crab apple, then we left.  Went somewhere and I was served
>>>> vodka passion fruit, ever had that? Mon dieu!
>>>>
>>>> Andway this is the way higher intelligence works.  I'm sure.  We are
>>>> being welcomed right now by who we call Sirians.  But as some of us are
>>>> welcomed, we are going to become Sirians, and amphibious, and survive the
>>>> flood.  Survive everything now.  Whatever form we take in the eons of the
>>>> future we will always have our consciousness.  It's possible we'll no
>>>> longer sleep.  But eventually it's possible that we begin to forget, we
>>>> start sleeping, we take opiates, we forget that for so long before we were
>>>> immortal, we are gods, and we'll become Gilgamesh's who is convinced he's a
>>>> god and asks for immortality but he's not given it.  He had it, but he
>>>> forgot.  Happens to everyone eventually.
>>>>
>>>> But only in a sense.  Here's the trip.  We will eventually transcend
>>>> this god-ness and while it will appear that we die, we *will*, but at
>>>> the same time we will simply be transcending to the next *level* of
>>>> higher intelligence.  So in a sense, it may appear that our human bodies
>>>> die.  To the stupid mortals, the humans, they will think something idiotic,
>>>> like the mean Sirians ate us.  But really we've just transformed into a
>>>> Sirian.  And in same weird wild way, this happens to Sirians too.  Because
>>>> there are higher intelligences above them who are to the Sirians what
>>>> humans are to the Sirians, and what apes are to men.  And then *those* higher
>>>> intelligence also have higher intelligences above them who know for a fact
>>>> that *they* are idiots, stupid chimpanzees.  And then *they* have
>>>> higher intelligences above them.
>>>>
>>>> The trip is what awakening *is*, is coming to understand this.  All
>>>> higher intelligences, which we are becoming now, even though we are on the
>>>> lowest level, doesn't matter really, what we all have in common is
>>>> knowledge that there *is always* a higher intelligence above you.  The
>>>> eternally unobtainable higher substance.  This is the truest sense of
>>>> religion, and god.  Ultimately, ultimately, biollions times trillions
>>>> multiplies by quintillions of years we may become quite conscious of and
>>>> fully understand ourselves as being an endless series of ones and zeros.
>>>>  But will we ever reach that greatest number, God?  Who knows.  We have a
>>>> long time to find out.  One question is if we ever experience true death.
>>>>  I think it's possible that we can choose it.  Perhaps that's what some of
>>>> us have done, decided to start over.
>>>>
>>>> One other fun trip.  I think that, for now anyway, all of us are
>>>> connected to an individual separate higher consciousness, which in turn is
>>>> connected to others that form another higher consciousness, and that all
>>>> these in themselves our individuals with names.  For example, I have some
>>>> distinct notion that I am Proclus.  In the water I may be a many tentacled
>>>> god, but I can transform and come onto land as well.  So I think that right
>>>> now there are other humans who are also Proclus, but when we are in the
>>>> water as Proclus we are all just individually Proclus.  See, isn't that
>>>> wild?  Then when I walk out of the water I will be the god MI.KAL.AL.AN<http://mi.kal.al.an/>,
>>>> to put it in Sumerians format.  And if you think about the two words, Al,
>>>> and An, it sort of makes a lot of sense.  Plus I'm the archangel Michael.
>>>>  Who knows, there may be some entity called Beelzebubba that I'm going to
>>>> have to knock around, who may in some distant way be a brother of mine,
>>>> though not the same mother.
>>>>
>>>> Oh, and in time, we will be the ones welcoming a species of lower
>>>> intelligence into the realm of higher intelligence.
>>>>
>>>> Oh I wanted to mention, **** you work for a giant generator company
>>>> from Spain here in Central City.  Think about that.  And why have they
>>>> suddenly, right now going through a massive upgrade or transfer of IT
>>>> systems.  What's really going on?  Who are you people?
>>>>
>>>> Also, check this out.  Anybody noticed the news today?  General
>>>> Patreaus quite the CIA.  And if you'll notice, the chief of Lockheed martin
>>>> also quit.  For the exact same bogus reason.  And also notice, this week
>>>> Putin has fired his chief of Defense and all his top generals.  You see how
>>>> this is working?
>>>>
>>>> Oh, and obviously, hurricane Sandy.  Just a prelude.  Watch--Manhattan
>>>> is about to become an underwater city.  Fully functional.  So will the
>>>> other main ones.  Atlanta/Atlantis?  Please.  Memphis?  Think about it.
>>>>  St. Louis, on the Mississippi.  Nile, Euphrate, Trigris, Indus, Yangtze.
>>>>  What's that Arch going to do in St. Loius, do you suppose?  K****, you are
>>>> probably in Miami for a reason.  Plenty going on there.  Your son will
>>>> obviously be important, possibly in a way you won't understand, because he
>>>> might even be higher than yourself.  A***s son the same way.  Probable many
>>>> autistics are about to show us who they truly are.  And I am here in
>>>> Central City, smack in the middle of the great northwest continent.  Why
>>>> I'm being flown to Luxor on the solstice, I don't know.
>>>>
>>>> And you might want to note--the Sirians have a tremendous sense of
>>>> humor, that also, naturally, is of a higher order.  Check out Workaholics
>>>> on netflix.  Those three dudes are obviously flipperous amphibians.  Look
>>>> at their bodies.  They love showing us their bodies, being nude.  And
>>>> episode two or three they eat mushies and break through the matrix.  And if
>>>> you watch, they're obviously gods who just laugh at our stupid human
>>>> system.  The matrix aliens who come after them are just doofus retards who
>>>> they act like they're afraid of.  Check it out.  It's there for us to learn
>>>> from.
>>>>
>>>> Oh finally, ultimately we might start flashing in and out of worlds and
>>>> levels of consciousness, and at some point in the future we'll forget we
>>>> were once gods, and we'll begin to get paranoid, and we'll forget why went
>>>> to Easter Island, and forget what it is, etc.  We will become....Lost.
>>>>  That show is also there for us to learn from.  Made by J.J. Abrams?
>>>>  Ambraham.  Imhotep.  etc., etc.  Yes, one day we may meet the great
>>>> Imhotep.
>>>>
>>>> One other thing.  Kind of a troublesome notion, but I'm pretty sure
>>>> it's true.  The Sirians have the power of persuasion over individuals
>>>> humans.  It's yet to be revealed to what extend our individual actions are
>>>> controled by them.  The thing is, once we become Sirians, you'll understand
>>>> that you as a Sirian were controlling your human mind all along.  You see?
>>>>
>>>> So my Sirian self persuaded my human self--which are both the same
>>>> self--to drink the ayajuasca and eat the mushies, and go to the Nelson
>>>> museum and find Inanna.  My Sirian self was persuaded by my higher self
>>>> than that, which was persuaded by an ever higher self--all of which is me.
>>>>
>>>> There is a mycelium network, for example, that runs through the world,
>>>> mostly around the equators.  That is a higher intelligence than possibly
>>>> even the Sirians.  Why means that we exist right now in that mycelium
>>>> network.  Crystals probably have their own higher intelligence network.
>>>>
>>>> And then higher than that, ultimately, we are spirits.  We are, my
>>>> friends, the beautiful spirits.  Humans will call us angels, etc.  We will
>>>> come to understand who we are as spirits, we will be able to travel through
>>>> stars, then glaxaxies, then universes, and then we can come back into
>>>> worlds, Earth being one of our worlds.  We are all family, and we have many
>>>> good friends among ourselves.  It's probable that some of us are higher
>>>> gods than others.  Be there are always hierarchies.
>>>>
>>>> What will happen, is about to begin to happen to us, is our family, our
>>>> extended spiritual family throughout the universe, we are going to meet
>>>> beings who are *not* our family.  And the things is, this is what
>>>> meaning is.  To us, our family is meaningful, and making sure that our
>>>> children stay alive and that we breed properly (this is the meaning of why
>>>> gods breed with humans, for example, as we will breed with some humans,
>>>> some of us anyway, and as Sirians we will also have the divine privilege of
>>>> mating with higher spirits, etc., both in the material worlds and spiritual
>>>> worlds).
>>>>
>>>> In some other hyperdimensions yes we may experiences timetravel.  So
>>>> that some of us, maybe the role I will play, will be a type of John Conner
>>>> and the Terminators will come after me.  Or Jack on Lost.  They'll try to
>>>> kill me for a few hundred thousand years, in one dimension or other.  While
>>>> I may watch many of my bretheren die, perhaps I will not.  I will become
>>>> one of those three amphibious archangel workaholics, working to always save
>>>> our family from the machines but knowing they can't kill me, stupid fucking
>>>> bots.  Often it's possible I may fear for my life, but I also may simply
>>>> realize that I'm not really dying.  The stupid mortals in each dimension
>>>> will think I've died, their Christ saviour has died, but me and you other
>>>> higher angels never actually die.  We transform.  This is who we are
>>>> becoming.
>>>>
>>>> Oh and also, this is what it means to have children.  We may breed many
>>>> many times, but there will always be our favorite son.  And that is because
>>>> that son is you giving birth to yourself.  So K****, for example, you are
>>>> your son R****d.  And when he has a favorite son, that will be you too.  In
>>>> time I will have a child who will be my favorite son, and he will be me.  I
>>>> was, and am, my father.  As you are your father.  Unless you find out that
>>>> who you now think is or was your father wasn't really, whoever it actually
>>>> was, was you.  And you have your reasons.  It's all your choice.  Brian,
>>>> need I remind you that your wife's name is ******* Spore.  Are you going to
>>>> choose her to breed yourself, you crazy fucking god you?  This is the
>>>> meaning of the eternal recurrence, from beginning to end.
>>>>
>>>> Oh and here's one other fascinating thing I've come to understand.
>>>>  Names.  I guess I mentioned it before with the Proclus.  Nevermind.  This
>>>> is why I've always had trouble remembering names, my whole life.  Always
>>>> bugged me.  Names.
>>>>
>>>> And the reason is because I'm trying to remember what people's *higher* names
>>>> are.  And in fact I know it.  Somewhere is the knowledge of a person's
>>>> numeric name, that is eons old.  For example, take K****.  Think about how
>>>> ancient that name is.  There's something about you islanders that freaks me
>>>> out.  I may be part islander with *****, but not like the K*****.  You
>>>> people (we're all family ultimately) go way way back.  Some form of K****
>>>> goes back on this earth millions of years.  Then before that in time it
>>>> transforms (backwards!) into derivations that right now, at our level of
>>>> higher consciousness, we cannot comprehend.  But in time I'll come to
>>>> understand, I'll remember how K**** is written in numeric format.
>>>>  Ultimately, perhaps our family name is 1.618, or 3.14?  The ultimate
>>>> doosey of a question, which we won't have to worry about for maybe a few
>>>> trillion years, is, if our family name is ultimately an irrational number,
>>>> which never ends, and machines are an endless series of ones and zeros,
>>>> ultimately, are we related to them?  Ultimately are we related to the
>>>> machines?
>>>>
>>>> My mother's name is ******.  Think about how ancient that is.  Z*****i,
>>>> who are you people?  Some weird central European mountain creatures.
>>>>
>>>> Oh and won't it be an incredible privelige to be allowed to behold the
>>>> creatures living in the Himalayas when they emerge?  Or going into their
>>>> labyrinth?  etc. etc.
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