syncro said:

Seems time exists for bodies, not for mind. There are those beyond bodies that remind every now and then, and that they have been present every moment though years have passed.

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syncro said:

that they have been present every moment though years have passed.

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Sillysighbean said:

Some of those points can be explained by coincidence or pattern recognition. Point 3 seems to be arguing for determinism. I think that is a separate question mostly unrelated to time existing. But yes I would say that time exists. The units we use are arbitrary but time itself is a real and inherent property of the universe. Point 2 talks about time dilation and I think that's a good example. It isn't just theoretical physics or science fiction. We have to take it into account to have accurate time signatures for gps for to work properly. If time was some fake thing we made up that wouldn’t be necessary.

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Determinism, are You saying like:

Because I’m not sure that’s exactly what I’m saying.

I’m more arguing for the B-Theory of Time.

syncro said:

With the sentiment that time doesn't exist, not that I'm really attached to it, among else I think I'm implying the same sort of thing, as if future can be seen, become present, the distinctions of time, past, present, future, fail.

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The watchers are bound "in the valleys of the Earth" until Judgment Day (Jude verse 6 says, "And the angels which kept not their first estate, but left their own habitation, he hath reserved in everlasting chains under darkness unto the judgment of the great day.").

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syncro said:

From the wiki page:

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The watchers are bound "in the valleys of the Earth" until Judgment Day (Jude verse 6 says, "And the angels which kept not their first estate, but left their own habitation, he hath reserved in everlasting chains under darkness unto the judgment of the great day.").

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The talk of Egregori reminds me of the idea that we all have our valley of Genii and they should not be underestimated, by our choice, thought, liberating forces, fruit of cultivation.

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What do You mean by "Valley of Genii"? I have not heard of that. By Genii You mean like Genies Right?

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CHAPTER II
IN THE INFERNO; THE VALLEY OF THE GENII
For a short time I felt myself hurried onward, I could neither
see nor guess where I appeared to glide over the ground and
float in the air, impelled forward by some unseen force. Then
my journey was suddenly arrested, and I found myself standing
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in a wide misty valley, shut in by dark, lofty hills which rose on
every side, while above my head thick clouds of inky vapor hung
like a funeral pall. Dark forms of gigantic stature hovered
around me with outstretched wings, their dimly outlined forms
being those of men, while their wings were shaped like those of
mighty birds. Impalpable as smoke wreaths were they, and yet
distinct as figures carved from tinted glass, and as transparent.
As these phantom forms floated to and fro around me, they crossed
and recrossed each others paths, mingling their dark bodies like
streams of vapor, yet each emerging from the contact in as perfect
a form as though they had been made of iron. Some of these
beings were of enormous size, and bore the impress of individual
intelligence in their faces, while others were diminutive and
attenuated in figure, and almost vacant in expression.
At first these figures were seen by me as through a curtain of
dark mist, but even while I gazed on them I felt the same curious
impression of curtain after curtain of gauzy vapor being raised
around me which I had felt on awakening in the cavern, and one
by one the features and forms of these hovering shapes became
distinct to me.
I saw that each figure bore upon its forehead a tiny Star, like
a spark of light, each of a different color, and the shadowy robes
which enveloped each form seemed to glitter like the many
colored scales upon a dragon's body in the dull glow of light from
these tiny Stars, while the outstretched wings that were in shape
like unto the wings of a bird, were as gossamer and transparent
as a spider's web.
As the mists around me rose and floated like clouds away, I
noticed that all around me there was a circle of these strange
beings, not so large as were many of the others, yet huge hovering
phantoms compared to my own stature. To my surprise I saw
that the features of each bore so close a resemblance to my own
that they looked like replicas of myself, only the expression was
different in each case, and represented each the influence of a
different passion, even as each phantom, shape differed in size
and in the color emitted from its tiny Star.
One which bore a pale white light was small, and seemed at
times to melt almost away. Another, whose light was green
was also small, and something whispered to me that these
represented, the first, the quality of unselfishness, and the second,
the passion of envy. The Star of a third was yellow; a fourth's,
pale blue; a fifth's lilac; a sixth's purple; while the seventh Star
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was a deep-crimson red. The Genie with the purple Star was
large and towered above his fellows, and to my thoughts he
symbolized the boundless ambition that grasps at Royal Power.
The Crimson Star upon the brow of the seventh Genie glowed like a
living coal, and the fierce murderous gleam in the bloodshot eyes,
the tiger-like ferocity of his expression, told me at once that here
was the embodiment of the passions of hatred and revenge and
murder. Equal in size unto the Genie of Ambition, this being
was even more instinct with vitality and power. Near to this
seventh Spirit there hovered a grey and almost shapeless form,
with shrouded head and veiled face, that like an attendant shadow
dogged the footsteps of the Genie of Revenge and followed every
movement that it made. This grey shape, vague as yet and
featureless, almost formless and half-created, I knew to be
Remorse, whose shadow ever haunts Revenge, but whose
whisperings are ever powerless to stay his hand.
And as I gazed upon the wavering, circling figures of these
embodiments of man's passions, a voice again breathed to my
Soul the interpretation. .
"Behold now these, the attendant Genii of thy life, who
symbolize each a passion of thy Soul. Born into life when thou wast
born; fed and sustained by the life of thy passions; destined to
grow or to fade, to endure or to perish, according to the strength
of the vitality and power with which thou hast supplied them.
Look upon them well, and ask thyself whether they shall be thy
servants or whether thou shalt yield thyself unto them as a slave;
whether thou shalt rule them or they shall rule thee. Turn thine
eyes from the contemplation of thine own passions and see the
structures which have been reared by the passions and desires of
other men. For, behold! Thou art in the Phantom Valley of
the Genii of men's Souls, and around thee are the mighty works
which the ambitions, the greed, the jealousy and the anger, the
envy and the hatred, the despair and the hope, the selfishness and
the unselfishness of myriads of men have created, to endure as
monuments of their past lives long after they who created them
shall have passed on to other spheres. The true Genii whom men
call to their aid are but these embodiments of the passions of
mankind; the power they wield is but the resistless force of the great
ocean of thought waves which ebb and flow to and from the Earth
continually, and bear man to sorrow or to joy, to good or evil deeds
according as he chooses to commit himself to one or the other of
the mighty currents of passion that sweep around the Soul.
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These Genii live in these waves of passionate thought as fish
swim in the sea. Were they transported to where the fiercer
passions no longer sway the Soul, they must perish and dissolve
like vapor in the sun. Yet here upon the great Earth Plane they
have a distinct existence, and they act and re-act upon man,
suggesting thoughts to him, even as a higher intelligence, be it good
or evil, shall direct them. Soulless and perishable, no more material
than the thoughts men breathe, they yet possess a mighty power
over those who yield themselves unto their passions.
"Hast thou considered how great, how enduring, is the power
of a single thought sent forth to influence the lives of all to whose
minds it is repeated? If so, canst thou wonder that the thoughts,
the passions, the desires of man, should thus become endowed
with an almost independent life, and become in this etherealized
atmosphere, almost material beings? Think on these things,
for in the life that lies before thee now, thou shalt again be
called upon to choose thy path, to be the architect of thine own
Destiny, and as thou shalt suffer the one or the other of thy
passions to sway thee, so shall thy pathway turn to Darkness or
to Light, to Heaven above or to the depths of Hell below."

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syncro said:

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"Look upon them well, and ask thyself whether they shall be thy
servants or whether thou shalt yield thyself unto them as a slave;
whether thou shalt rule them or they shall rule thee."

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BrendanFlock said:

Is time a dimension in and of itself?

6th dimension maybe?

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solarshroomster said:

Ah, the eternal question...
Thank you for being here!

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Corninthepoop said:

If you have seen the fractal then time exists and already happened.

Just playing the part.

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SebsPipeSquatch said:

Anonymous #2 said:

GRAVIPHOTONICYOGA said:

I give full credit to LSD for my visit with an entity and my obsession with spin 3/2

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Temporal operators and Hypernumber

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It's all homotopies, and it always has been



Let go, become philosophers stone



תיקוןצמצוםחללהפנוי

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GRAVIPHOTONICYOGA said:

Dissonance is just increased complexity of
the numerical relationships between observables.



Relationship between the circle of fifths and chord diagrams (used in fields such as knot theory)

Witten says the M in M-Theory could stand for "mystery", or "magic", I say music is just as good




Dykin diagrams seem similar to music theory



Isaac Newton was a practicing Alchemist

Descartes was visited in a dream by an angelic apparition who instructed him with a piece of advice which would fundamentally alter our world. The angel said to him, "The conquest of nature is to be achieved through measures and numbers." Rationalism and Mysticism being incompatible is post-modernities grand lie used by darkness to control and destroy life

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GRAVIPHOTONICYOGA said:

Blue Cthulhu said:

Is there a limit to complexity?

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You already know infinity exist. In something as small as a deck of cards exist enough enough possibilities (52! - that's factorial not an exclamation point) to for all intents and purposes for the human imagination be infinite.

But my favorite example of just how insane it gets are extensions of the complex numbers. You might already know imaginary numbers are everywhere in physics. Well here's the why it's just circles basically



"Our Jewel" - Richard Feynman

So real numbers are 1d, complex 2d, one mwy ask does this extend further? Yes!



4d - quaternions (most intuitively used to calculate 3d rotations as video game designers might know)



Octonions



Sedenions



To infinity (2^n-ions)



Kaluza-Klein Theory, AKA Gravitoelectromagnetism


Think in higher dimensions

Brain > MIC Deepstate computer



Prophets are real

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And it even Started with an Image of the Wax Headcone Tablets.

GRAVIPHOTONICYOGA said:

Dissonance is just increased complexity of
the numerical relationships between observables.

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This is a Post from another one of my Threads with the Headcone Tablets:
https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/29267166

Angelicalist said:

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Here is a Thread I made about the Headcone Tablets.
https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/29284333

My Profile Picture is actually a Skeleton that has one of the Headcones on its Head.


And the idea that Mysticism and Science are one does not just extend back a few Thousand Years.


It goes back to the Bronze Age, Tubal-Caine, Gongs are an Example. A Gong is a Representation of the Sun, the Ancients were saying “A Gong emitting Noise, is like the Sun emitting Light”

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from Eliphas Levi who called them "terrible beings" that "crush us without pity because they are unaware of our existence.".

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