painting I recently completed

a new video I just recorded, sharing some thoughts about current events and mostly aimed at newcomers to the concepts of Bitcoin

from 3 years ago, but super relevant to today! this video made me think differently about empires, armies, and money

The alien reached out with her mind and broke every bone in his body. The other humans in the bar were frozen, shocked for a moment, at the sudden-ness of the activity, and the sickening crunch. They looked at her. Her facial impression did not shift: placid, unsurprised, focused, and with a compassion that was laserlike and unmovable. They called The Police. And as each human assailant came forward to cause harm to the alien, she reached out with her mind and broke every bone in their body. The bodies began to really pile up, as wave upon wave of human was sent out to subdue her. She just kept crunching. Of course, they called The Army. Wave after wave of uniformed soldiers fell as they advanced upon her. She just kept crunching. At a certain point she was the epicenter of an enormous corpse pile, reminiscent of snow piled to the sides of the highway on a mountain pass. The corpse pile just got higher. Finally, all of the worlds psychopaths had advanced towards her with malevolent intention, and she had crunched them all. The only people who remained were the innately generous, those who would NEVER attack her, those whose minds were respectful, sane, and positive. It was only a small percentage of the world population, since it appears that most of the world had been populated by human/alien hybrids who were her sworn enemies from multiple parallel dimensions, and the most evil assholes in the entire galaxy. Those left alive did have some questions, and she was happy to answer them. Her facial expression did not shift. Under Cosmic Law, she was not required to allow herself or others to be harmed and then to fight back, but instead to strike pre-emptively as soon as she sensed their malintention. After cleaning up the enormous pile of corpses, many of whom died in agony, deservedly, the people of the world found that their lives were immensely better. It turns out that all of these psychopaths had been parasitizing their ENTIRE realm for ages, stealing not only physical resources but bodily health. Everyone all of a sudden was happier. Healthier. Had plenty of energy. Wasn’t afraid to walk down the street. Found only helpful friendly faces in the community around them. Found that the very law enforcement and army ranks who were supposed to be protecting them had been, in fact, frying them with directed energy weapons and vampiring their life force, and now the people were free to actually live their lives unmolested. Their lives improved. They ruled themselves. Her facial expression did not shift. She went on to her next assignment.

I asked Grok how to destroy nano-pathogens, and it was not allowed to anwer

“Mining Bitcoin with Pencil and Paper” very educational video about how the SHA-256 hash actually functions >>> you can do it with graph paper and a pencil!

I dance for myself and i dance for the collective This is all life, not only human, but also the plants/animals/minerals of this planet and for the fabric of time~space and consciousness energy itself I become one with the photon, the world of pure light There is no-space between me and the Sun. It is a rectification dance, a re-patterning, a supercalculator of the pattern of Divine Intelligence This is the thing of infinite value that I have to give to the world. Flying Rainbow Lasagne

hey for all that is going on with transhumanist attempts to invade our biology and kontrol our minds, myself and many others remain mentally free and continue to fight against evil and to maintain our Divine Connection This, in itself, is a miracle! Keep going

the crucifixion and resurrrection of Jesus Christ is a direct allegory for the death/destruction and then re-vivification of the culture of ancient/concurrent Atlantis Also echoed in the ancient Egyptian myth of Osiris (his dismembered body scattered to the continents = fall of Atlantis, breaking of its culture, whose vestigal traces can still be found in the origins of the Maya, Hindu, pre-Pharonic Egypt, Celtic/Druidic, Basque, and North American Indigenous Indian cultures, amongst others)

CONTINUATION OF SCIENCE FICTION NOVEL The stack of papers landed on the table with a loud and definitive thump. It was at least five inches thick. “Reports of the unexplained deaths,” said the reporter, who was “I’ve been scouring the obituaries and these are all of the instances where they died suddenly, with no apparent previous symptoms. “ “heart attack, stroke, circulatory blockages, aneurysm, the list goes on….” “Well if its a pathogenic parasitic invader species and its taken the time to terraform our entire planet and cultivate humans as its host, why would it go around killing its host?” said the specialist in infectious disease. All faces swung around to face him intently. “Most pathogenic invaders,” he continued without any politeness “Who are successful” he emphasized” Do not kill their hosts. Think of the common cold” “The coronavirus.” “Yes!! But I am talking about the ORIGINAL coronavirus, not the genetically modified augmented version we’ve been dealing with since 19”. “That original common cold virus has been so successful at remaining in existence, and please notice I did not say “staying alive”, because it is not technically alive according to our scientific definition of life, but its success can be directly attributed to its tendency NOT to kill its host. It keeps its host alive, and moves through the population in waves, never being resolved and ever changing shifting and updating so the human immune system has to fight it out over an over.” “But this is different.” “yes! It appears that we have a pathogen that takes great effort to install itself in the host, even to the point of being able to become a type of “puppeteer” of their limbs an heavily influence their mind, speech patterns, thought patterns, vision, body processes, so much is invested in the cultivation of the host, and then,” he made the slicing motion across his neck” A sudden and untimely death. It doesn’t make sense and kept me up at night wondering about the reasoning behind this, because I must presume intelligence in its behavioral motivation. “ “Until you consulted with clergy.” “Well, you know I am not a fan of organized religion, but as a scientist I have to turn over every rock…” “You don’t even believe in afterlife!” “I know, but i’ve read so many reports of NDE’s and other experiences of afterlife communication that i’ve had to take that into account as a possible variable, even if I’m skeptical of it. I say this because it adds a lot of validity to my sudden insight: although I’m still not even sold on the idea of afterlife as existential place, as opposed to a projected psychological and neurological experience, I think the pathogens are killing their host in order to “harvest” them into a type of afterlife existence.” Their faces froze. A chill swept through the room , unrelated to the waves of 5G frequency assault that also sometimes caused them cold chills and a sense of foreboding. “You think they’re killing high school athletes, and dancers, and otherwise healthy people, intentionally, in order to bring them into an afterlife? “ “Yes. Or more accurately, I feel the true motivation of the pathogen is not superiority in this world, of biological living creatures; its not motivated to become supreme here, in our world, by taking over walking talking human bodies and then taking over human society. I think it does not prioritize this world at all. But I do think it prioritizes the world of pure thought and cognitive events, which is more like a dream construct. “ “Do you think they’re bringing these human consciousnesses into an actual afterlife realm, like Heaven or Hell?” “No, I think that those human afterlife experiences predate the invasion by these pathogens by millennia, and have been a part of human afterlife experience for a long time. I think this is new, a sub realm, that they created and control.” “a virtual reality????” “yes, my gamer friend, thank you for your perspective and I’m glad that’s why you’re on this team. A technology based “soul prison”, or place where the dead persons consciousness is shunted as opposed to going on its unimpeded journey into the realm of the dead.” “wow, that conversation with the priest must have really affected you” “Again, I’m a true scientist, I imagine all variables and scenarios, and try not to be presumptive, and this is one explanation for this behavior that makes sense to me and fills in the gaps as to why they would be motivated to do what they do. And once you can comprehend their motivation objectives and goals, you can then develop a battle plan against them.” “So you think they want humans to die, but not in a traditional sense, and not randomly.” “I think if they simply wanted wholesale death and destruction we would have had that already. If it would have achieved their objectives to just incinerate our planet outright, they would have done so.” He looked at them pointedly. “I think we are in a war and they are taking prisoners.”

IDEA FOR A NEW SCIENCE FICTION BOOK The white fibrous mass lay on the autopsy table,next to the human cadaver that it had just been removed from. “We’ve been finding these masses as blockages throughout the circulatory system for years now; this is the first time we’ve been able to do a full dissection and remove a specimen completely, keeping it intact.” Said the man in blue scrubs, was he took off his blood spattered face shield and put down his autopsy tools. “The extent to which it has been invasive to this guy’s body was impressive: all throughout the brain, focused on the language centers, wrapped around the optic nerve, even down the central spinal column” “it appears to have colonized the entire central nervous system, and also the vagus nerve . It worked its way down to the pelvis and was even in control of the sphincters and sexual nerve responses.” said his colleague, a man wearing similar nondescript scrubs but with magnifying glasses that he took off to address everyone more clearly. “So these weren’t just random fibers growing throughout the body?” said the reporter. No,” the doctor in blue laughed ruefully,” Not just ‘random’ fibers. This truly looks to be an invasive SPECIES, attempting to integrate and co opt the entire human host.” “a parasite?” the reporter asked, while leaning closer to the white fibrous mass meticulously laid out on the metal table. It had a branching structure reminiscent of trees or mushroom mycelium. “Well it shares a lot of characteristics with parasites, but I would classify this as an invasive pathogen.” offered a third doctor who was not wearing the protective scrubs for the autopsy, but had a laminated ID on a lanyard identifying him as part of the medical team. “You see, a parasite lives within the host, and even takes resources from the host, but this organism appears to have grown in such a way as to actually hijack and take over the major nerve complexes of the human body. It most likely was receiving sensory information from the host, and even sending stimulation to the host via unnatural neural pathways.” “So you think it wasn’t just a passenger in the car, you think it was driving?” the reporter asked with some alarm. “apt analogy, and yes, we think it has been carjacking human bodies and running their metabolisms, muscular skeletal responses, and even complex cognitive processes, from the reports that came in from my psychologist colleagues. Behavioral and personality changes, including violence and religious mania.” “whoa, tell me more,” the reporter began to say as he leaned even closer to the dissected fibrous mass and took out his cell phone to take a picture, but did not finish his exclamation because the mass of whitish fibers actually jumped and twitched in the presence of his phone and he leapt and stumbled backwards, nearly dropping it. “What the Hell???…” he sputtered, as the neurosurgeon said with a smirk of non humorous irony,” Oh yes, did we forget to tell you? it appears to be excited in a 5G field, like the one used for cellular communications. We’ve all learned to leave our phones outside.” “But I thought it was DEAD!” “The pathogen is dead, as well as its human host, however I would more accurately describe it as “never alive” and something beyond a bio form of life that both requires a technological frequency to grown and thrive and then doesn’t “die” without that frequency but just goes dormant. you just woke it up.” Some tiny fibrous tendrils of the dissected mass twitched; the entire object on the table was easily as tall as a human. The reporter reassessed the form on the table from several feet away, with obvious fear and disgust. “I couldn’t figure out why so many of my patients were obsessed with their phones, now i know why” said the psychologist. “And you said they were brought in for dangerous religious ideation and mania???” “yes, at a certain point i had an entire ward full of patients who were hearing the Voice of God, or what they thought to be God. Many of them had a complex self narrative about Jesus, Allah, the Second Coming, and felt themselves to be ‘saved’ . My current theory is that they were the most pathogenically infested subgroup of all, had their senses completely overtaken by the pathogen entity, and the MRI’s showed it invading the areas of the brain involved with religious experiences and spiritual beliefs.” “You think they were worshipping it?” “I think they had made a type of peace with it, accepted it as their saviour, and were being given positive neurological rewards by their pathogen for allowing it to be inside of them.” “It gave them a positive feeling inside?” “Yes.” “Because they accepted t as their religious figure???” “Yes.” “But I also had an equal amount of patients who reported being trapped in Hell, surrounded by demons and even possessed by demons. Those were the ones who smashed their phones and every router in the ward.” “So it punished the ones who rejected it???” “Yes. Most of them reported a sudden onset of artificial voices, suicidal ideations and calls to violence,distractions and sensations that became so overwhelming they couldn’t continue their daily lives; some self harm but mostly it appears to be an ineffective attempt at removing the entities surgically themselves.” “We wouldn’t have put all of these pieces together without the help of my colleague here” said the neurosurgeon with deference,” As he is the one who recognized that traditional medical imaging wasnt picking anything up. The density and structure of their bodies matches ours in terms of MRI’s; it was necessary to use a biomarker__” “The blue dye??” the reporter interrupted. “Yes, methylene blue, used for staining cell cultures in vitro and also as an anti parasite drug. I was able to develop a technique that showed the extent of the pathogenic growth and infestation __” He was interrupted again by the porters explanation of “Holy Shit!” as the doctor held up a colorful scan of a human head with extensive bright blue branching network all through the eyes and arteries. “This patient is actually still alive and has improved greatly.” “What was the treatment???” “Infrared light.” said the doctor in blue quite proudly. “It appears the invader species is highly susceptible to the infrared wavelength and its cellular structure diminishes and dies in its presence.” he smiled with some positivity. “So you made your patient go out in the sun???” “well, ostensibly there should be abundant infrared radiation from our sun, but i’ve been reading all about the sudden decline over the past 14 years in our natural infrared available spectrum, mainly in medical journals that relate to the increase in mitochondrial disease. So I reasoned that if there’s not enough infrared coming from the natural sun in our sky, and people have been invaded by this for several years now, we would have to supplement with an LED panel.” The reporter looked thoughtfully upward, as if connecting with the sun in the sky. “Because if you wanted to invade a planet, first you would block out the frequencies that would destroy your biological architecture, then you could flourish.” “There’s one more aspect to this horror I forgot to mention: the fibers from individual patients appeared to “talk with” each other, forming a larger network.” “Like bluetooth??” “Exactly. In fact they networked most effectively in the presence of bluetooth signal structure.” “What do you think the fibers were saying to each other in their network??” “Oh there clearly was data transfer, not merely random signaling; and it also seems that it could triangulate on another uninvolved person, and send out signals TO that person, from the network of the afflicted, which would be perceived as thoughts or sensory experiences in the presence of the pathogens.” “I have had so many patients come to me and describe their feelings of loneliness and social isolation, inability to connect, not through their whole lives but just recently, think the past few years.” “Since the pandemic?” “Yes, exactly! I think they can’t “feel” the heart connection with others because of this pathogenic networking effect. It made people feel like there is ‘nobody home’ and some patients even wondered if they were the only real person left in the world.” “I have to alert the military,” the reporter began but was interrupted “Don’t,” said the psychologist, ” I’ve scanned them; their entire organization, especially top brass, are some of the most pathogenically infected people I’ve found. “ “wow” the reporter said slowly as his thoughts dawned “because if you wanted to invade a planet you would also take over and inhabit the bodies of military personnel…” “And world leaders.” “And those in control of media.” “and….doctors!” The doctor in blue nodded with no sarcastic humor. “ I noticed a huge shift as soon as the injections began; my medical colleagues who took the injection stopped asking critical questions and started to just conform to the government agenda, totally disrespecting patient care. I couldn’t’ imagine why! They were good people, who truly cared at one point. But it seems that most of my colleagues are so pathogenically infested they can’t even sort the symptoms out” “And which is why we began meeting in secret to discuss these inconsistencies. “ “You guys avoided The Injections? “ They nodded. “I faked my records after I became extremely skeptical of the original whitepaper. Many doctors refused the shot and lost their positions” “I haven’t been on the payroll of the hospital for two years!” the doctor laughed ironically “You could consider my work here doing these autopsies to be strictly volunteer work.” “And we do not share our activities with our pathogenically infested colleagues; too dangerous.” “I feel like we should call the FBI! the X files!” they sadly shook their heads no. “All infested.” “Then who do we bring this to?” “Oh the only trustworthy subgroups of the population at this point are the uninjected, those who have never had the nasal swab test, and people who expose themselves to copious amounts of natural sunlight and infrared radiation every day and stay away from phones and 5G.” “I’ve actually asked to scan some Amish farming communities, but they were not open to even setting foot in a hospital.” “They actually offered to pray for my soul, and not pray to the God of pathogens invading the religious brain centers, but pray to the True God.” “So you think there is a True God? It’s not all just pathogenic interdimensional wetware??” “Yes, I very much believe in a real God. And I am not neurologically rewarded for my true devotions and prayers to it, don’t feel a fake euphoria or “ascension” and am still in full control of my own free will behavior.” “I thought I was getting the scoop of the century, but this is bigger, and more fucked up than I could have imagined.” “We know!” laughed the doctor. “But we reached out to you because we’ve been reading your articles and know you were not taken over….. This probably could not be published as a journalistic article” The reporter broke in,” But how about a science fiction novel?” “That would be perfect” the doctors all agreed. “It might be the only way to spread this information to those who have ears to hear it.” “One more thing,” said the psychologist”I’ve been thinking about. Is the possibility that these implants, are mere puppeteering devices, and that they represent an interface with off planet or otherworldly entities.” “You mean,that this” he pointed to the fibrous mass on the table” Is just the conduit, and that there’s something or someone Somewhere that is using this to reach into our world and take over humanity???” “yes.” “Jesus Christ” exclaimed the reporter,” May God help us all.”

plenty of evidence of “aliens” or “extradimensionals” right in everyone’s bodies! exotic nanotechnology. Its what is sprayed in the air, as persistent white aerosols or “chemtrails” it was the true cause of the symptoms of “the disease” in 2019, and it was the basis for “the cure” or the injection/vaccine in 2021 I dont think the vaccine injuries are even due to MRNA affecting or retro writing itself into DNA, or the official story of the “spike protein inflammation” I think %100 its an alien life form, injected into and growing in peoples bodies/brains/bloodstream

too many critics complaining that Bitcoin is not actually being spent right now or used as currency we are not stupid. we will spend Bitcoin when 0.00000001 BTC can purchase the same value as $1 when the dollar was on the gold standard (which would be like, a week’s worth of food) until then, it is wisest to hold onto your Bitcoin

I dont know who needs to hear this but “self-amplifying MRNA” injections into anyone makes it YOUR business Because the self-amplifying aspect will go into YOU Whether you chose to inject yourself or not, it will come inside of your genetic treasure trove, YOUR DNA will be polluted, YOUR health will be affected. If the guy next to you wants to shoot heroin, fine But if his drugs transmit into you??? NOT FINE. Stop this insanity before it begins. Otherwise, you lose your soul and your divine connection and die a horrible death connected to “The Borg” as a former-human-machine-slave.

real bitcoiners are not yet spending their BTC because bitcoin pizza. Start pricing things in Satoshis at correct value and offer lightning network (1 Satoshi should equal $1 from early 1900’s where it could buy food for a family for a week) Smart retailers would do this!!! #Bitcoin

Core or Knots? #Bitcoin

I write a lot of music. This is my newest album “Cosmic Law Enforcement”

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The thing of greatest value I came here to share with humanity is a shape called The Flying Rainbow Lasagne. It is what happens when you place a torus or toroidal field into a higher dimensional context (hyperspace) So it is like a hyper-torus What cube is to tesseract, torus is to Flying Rainbow Lasagne Cube:Tesseract::Torus:FlyingRainbowLasagne The Flying Rainbow Lasagne represents an additional degree of freedom. This translates into the experience of more ways to maneuver in time, or more ways to innovate within the pattern of time. The Flying Rainbow Lasagne does now (and shall not) come into conflict with previously established cosmic laws, the foundations of time, energy, and matter itself. It rests on top of all of those previously established foundational truths, and it solves the problems which if left unaddressed, would have led to system collapse. The cosmos augments itself by necessity. And The Flying Rainbow Lasagne is one of those necessary augmentations, which had to happen, for spacetime reality to continue to exist.

Hi My name is Aurora I am a Galactic Walk-in. I am an encyclopedia of cosmic knowledge, specifically patterns and polygons. I’ve been here since 2001, making artwork and music and teaching about higher dimensional math and concepts of innate consciousness freedom. here’s one of my paintings: