PSY CON / Excerpt from "The Bridge Between the Worlds"

                   Ahhhhh,....., I just had the most wonderful nap. I think I was dreaming about one of my other lives, I don't remember where I went to sleep. Eyes open warm and cozy, I see colored light coming in through a Rose Window. Gentle tones of beautiful music, beckons me to engage the theatre full of people milling in dawns quiet peace. The doors of the one time church open as the cool sweet April air flows through the doors, down the aisles, down around my dangling feet rising up to my waiting nose. The bouquet of fresh spring steals my thoughts away. I had been placed in a easy lounge chair sometime last night. I don't want to finish waking up. I'm so happy, all my children are back together again. I'm starting to recognize many of the people around me. I'd stopped noticing peoples faces last night, I had finally passed out. Everyone just went on with the rollout party without me. I bet I was reading in my sleep again?

                   Eyes half shut I'm starting to see that new alternative world history that Terry told me about last night,  the one with all those recent alien artifact excavations. I think I'm remembering those digs where we found a prehistoric Silurian Dome predating all previously known sentient life here on Earth. I'm watching from my own inner space moving panoramically underneath me. That ancient city was dug up in 2025 from the very place I go to in my dreams when I'm too sick to be around anyone. Maybe it is just a dream. But before I can force myself to wake up, I hear a soft and familiar voice. I see myself through someone else's eyes looking at me asleep in my recumbent lounge chair.

                  "Mr. Johnson?" "Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry to bother you." "Can you hear me?" "My name is Jennifer." As I open my eyes I realize she may be seeing herself through my eyes too. I can feel her body through the inside of my own body, she may be feeling me too.

                   I jump to my feet and almost fall down. Jennifer grabs my arm to catch me and says, "Ouch." I think she is herself feeling the bruise on my arm from my rough night before. I've performed many extractions before. I'm often taken prisoner in order to help someone else get out of a cult, a bad job or some other dangerous relationship. But most of the time we are usually released quickly, just to get rid me. This however seems much more serious. This is just too weird. "Sir, are you alright?" She asks, "Do you need anything?" "Should I call someone?" Jennifer looks worried.

                  Catching myself I clear my thoughts and say, "I'm sorry Jennifer, good morning." "Yes, I am very glad to meet you, have we ever met somewhere before?" Another agonizing Deja Vu. I've always hated being so sensitive. Until I was prescribed anti seizure medication I used to think it was disrespectful to look into peoples eyes directly, for just this reason. Once I found out I could recover from these painful "Kriyas" I haven't needed the drugs any more. "Jennifer, I'm still waking up and I really do want to talk with you." "Do you have to be anywhere soon?" Can you stick around?

                  "Mr. Johnson?" "I think I might be another one of you." "I mean I wanted to come and see you personally, I've all read your books about Transpersonal Identification." "All about how we share emotional boundaries through contact, and about how our emotional boundaries can actually mirror information back and forth with each other, how whole experiences can be shared by this fluid expression during touch." "When I got to the part where you talk about the infinite repartitioning of memory using meta formal logic strings to encode imprint data, I thought you were stealing my notes" "Oh gosh I'm sorry, it's just, I'm so excited." "I thought I've been writing about the same things and I just don't understand. My life is getting so much easier, I'm sure you must hear this from people all the time, that you must be reading our thoughts."

                   "Can I get back with you?" I ask her. "I don't know what to say and I really do want to talk to you, and I'm not thinking clearly yet." "Are you going to be here awhile longer?" "Please call me Phillip, I feel like such an idiot."

                   "Of course, I'm sorry." She apologizes again, "I didn't mean to attack you like some crazed fan." "Do you mind if I just hang out for awhile, I would love it if I could show you some of my notes." I smile and nod. She is a very pretty yet athletic brown haired lass with curves and a sweet voice. Whoever you are Jennifer, I like you.

                     I want to ask her, does she see the flaming Monstrance too? This young girl seems to understands the whole point of my work. Does she see the moving lights? I'm shocked. All of these people here this morning are really smart. But usually after someone gets to see the walls melt, we melt,  and die. Yet Jennifer seems to be ready to take that last step. I don't think she's even afraid. What if she is the one, well o.k. one of the ones. If it turns out she came with the same encoding protocols for the discrete partitioning of all language memory, we may be looking at another actual "Dual Mutual Self." Just like Newton and Leibniz arriving independently at the Integral Calculus. Different minds can think the same thoughts, simultaneously. Indeed.

                   I Ask to be excused and walk down to the basement to use the bathroom, everyone in the halls seem pleasant enough, while politely trying to ignore me. I smell Coffee. That always gets things moving. There is the kitchen that must have served countless Sunday luncheons. I think I can still smell them cooking donuts during mass.

Who Is Driving This Bus {Cynamics} # (3.)

This function is discretized into algebraic fields over very very large domains.

                        As this project is designed to demonstrate the generation and dissemination of information in the shifting cultures of opinions and bias, I'm trying to understand the dynamics of blogging. As is intrinsic to a "True Hoax," I'm offering factual information about creative influence and the intuitive will. Much of this work is cloaked in the language of psychic "Reading." I do this because of the fact that para psychology is colored by peoples conflicting personal biases. Yet as I have revealed much is just public culture, I am motivated by a desire to bring my life's work on the super normal to publication. I have to confess to being inexperienced. I look at the traffic sources that are sending my blog all over the world, and there is an obvious pattern. Supposedly keyword searches are being performed by companies that make money selling products, yet outside of the few people who are following me directly, no one knows what they are getting.

                        General advise coming from these companies is often based on real practical research. Yet I'm more than a little uncomfortable to see massive typographic errors, vague instructions, non cohesive information and poorly conceived guidance. What the heck. Location, location, location. Who do you have yourself linked to? What search engines are you promoting yourself through. And KEYWORDS, KEYWORDS, KEYWORDS. What! Is this a grant proposal?

                        I have already written, "Who Is The Spaminator, Aug 20th 2013" just to get rid of one traffic source that I just didn't appreciate. Technically this isn't just a blog, it's a document. More page hits do not translate into more "Readers." Question. Who is driving this bus. I've heard of machine learning. But machine teaching? Ghost in the machine, I call you "CYNAMIC"

Storming the Gates / ENTER: The Languages of Exclusivity # (2.)

                   If knowledge is an illuminating "Ivory Tower," then we may liken understanding to somewhere between a verdant valley and gloomy frozen pit. Men and Women, Spirit and Flesh, Light and Darkness, Good and Bad, Fire and Water. One on top of the other, I DON"T AGREE! and I'm not alone. Fortunately, not all cultures agree with this dualistically biased arrangement of symbols. I had a close friend, (who insisted he had no friends,) who despised the overuse of trite symbols. I "Heart" Fridays, may be thought of as meaning something, but it is just a colloquial expression. Language is often very pretentious. Ironically some of the most absurd misappropriations of language and meaning are thought to be sacred. (I "Heart" iconoclasm.)

                   "Authoritation by Proxy" will require "Authorization" by grammarians and linguists before it ever gets into the dictionary. Although "Authoritation" is a much more accurate word to precisely define the process of externalized third party validation, try telling that to someone else who believes the dictionary is holy. Generally, language and words must undergo "Categorical Objectification" before becoming popular public currency. This is decided exclusively by the popularized elite cultures. Cultures of power, cultures for profit, cultures of pain, mass denial and ignorance. This is where we get our newest languages. Although everyone knows what I mean by "Authoritation," it's still not a word. Welcome to America, (Which in fact means the North and South American continents, but again, try telling that to someone here in the U. S.)

                    This is why I have focused on "Symbolic Languages," like math and poetry. "To some of us "Code Is Poetry." "Everything is a metaphor." Psychic reading is just another art form.

                    When we are talking about what I call the "Stretch Issues" like;
                                      1.) Non Violence,
                                      2.) Human Rights,
                                      3.) Globalism,
                                      4.) Secular Humanism,
                                      5.) and now "Complementarity,"
 I call them "Meta Branding" because of the critical extra importance of these popularly contested issues. We can see differences of opinion stretch across these issues of mutual resolve. A.K.A New Languages.

                    When told something isn't true, and it is, we're being condescended to. Notice the direction that language takes. Sometimes, we can be wrong. But we must also consider the possibility of an ignorant authority talking down to us. As a reader I must be prepared to deal with the use of "Cutting" language. I myself am not entirely above condescension, though I try not to condescend for the same reason I avoid lying. I'm frequently accused of being a fraud anyways, accused of being the insecure man "hiding behind the curtain." It's only by virtue of powerful conquerer's instincts that I pursue these issues into the rational "Inevitable Eventuality of Truth."

                    Come up from your gloomy pits of lonely isolated understanding, into the warm light of knowing. You "The Emissaries of Joy." Are Storming the Gates of Language Exclusivity. Language is ours. Let's use it.

The Encroaching Singularity (# 2.)

                   I was one of the first to suggest that the Linear Singularity was what was causing the acceleration of the cosmological constant. (There are no multiple singularities. "The self is ubiquitous.") As a child I had first suspected that field densities could account for the transitional phase states of sub atomic particles. Although the notion of black holes was already in vogue, the big bang was still outside of our viewing cone. I'd have these dreams of the snake swallowing it's tail. The universe is stretching uniformly like some tantric goddess. But, I postulated, "The universe is simultaneously expanding by collapsing into billions of multiple singularity. There is plenty of speculation as to the non intuitive geometry of spacetime beyond the event horizon of blackholes. But as the child I knew from the warping of spacetime between my ears that blackholes warp all spacetime outside as well as inside gravitational collapse. It's just that because our perception of time is metered to the speed of light that we think the world is expanding at an ever increasing accelerating rate.

                   Although I had finally wrote this down on the 17th of July, 2014, it wasn't until August of 2032 that the swells of the gravitational waves started producing iridescent rainbow hues in the lensing effects of light coming from the far field observations of distant ancient galaxies. Soon the local galactic neighborhood started to resonate in sympathy with this new order of light harmony. The initial response on earth was one of panic. "The sky is falling." The apocalypse were dancing. But as the dance of color in the night sky started to sparkle with a beauty that few could have imagined, our world was visited by many very different reactions. Many people took this inevitable ending of all life in this universe as proof of every nasty prejudice and some ridiculous god of vengeance.

                  But many of us rejoiced. This final coalescence of a killing linear singularity had expanded out of cannibal galaxies with their super massive black holes. It first started for me as a child. My first dreams of these celebrations was cause for me to start sharing my visions with my friends and loved ones. But of course everyone thought I was insane. Everyone accept my teacher of course. I had plenty of time to be prepared. I should get to have such a wonderful death. This is more than most people could stand from me and I was shunned. But I knew what was going to happen and I proved everyone wrong. My "True Hoax" came true with a vengeance. And I have always hated winning arguments. I would have much preferred to have been wrong, but beings as there is nothing to be done I just enjoyed the ride. And I made my killing writing about.

                  Although by the year 2027 I had already become a celebrity for my work in macro data, the subtleties of my work allowed for multiple interpretations of the systems analysis. No one could have guessed that someone as old as me could make a splash in the world of pop culture, but read em and weep. As my head continues to shrink, the world expands and collapses, I told you so. Isn't life beautiful?

Ergonomics Physiognomy and Biometrics (# 2.)

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

                         Today we will be looking at why organizing data is at the core of Intuition. When we are looking at something as varied as people, rational analysis alone is just too slow. One of the most crucial forms of data analysis is statistics. Yet even as we are asked to follow well established procedures, we are often asked to decide boundary definitions eliminating certain outliers.  These choices can very much effect outcomes. We use multi variate statistics and the calculus of variation to compare and correlate distributions of non finite variabilities.
                         1. Ergonomics: Do your clothes or furniture fit you?
                         2. Physiognomy: Have you ever seen your nose on someone else before?
                         3. Biometrics: Can your signature change so much as that your checks could be refused at your bank?
                         Probably no, Definitely no if look closely enough, and Hopefully no not ever because for one thing no one looks at signatures anymore, in that order.

                         We have normative means and averages that usually are the most prevalent of possible difference in say; 1. Our body size or shape, 2. Our distinguishing recognizable facial features, and 3. Our identifiable signatures. (And many, many other distinctive personal variabilities differentiating us as separate people.)

                         In "Normal" distribution, the average, or mean is usually thought of as that peak in a "Bell Curve." I prefer to think of it as the slump of normalcy or predictability. A sort of inescapable pit into which data, expectation and hopes fall in to, never to be heard from or seen again. Marketing is focused at optimization of market share. This means; if you are too big or too small, too pretty or too plain, or too neat or too messy, you are skewing data. And you are going to be ignored. you are not an appreciable target consumer. You may be noticed only as the exception (Outlier), but only in terms of degrees of a "Standard Deviance."

                          Case in point, the algorithms that are designed to perform key word searches on my blog do nothing to identify the breadth of the issues and diverse subjects I report. Imagine searching for something as diverse as the kinds of non finite multi variate statistics I use everyday in my work as a psychic (Hands, Writing, Faces Voices, etc), as a massage therapists (Skin Tone, Muscle Density, Organ Placement, Subject Sensitivity Thresholds, etc), or as a profiler examining hand written job applications (Handwriting is always identifiably distinctive to each person.) I can assure you no man is going to be able to design a software code that is going to be able to keep up with this ever de compressing wealth of knowledge, much less that ever widening "VOID Of CONTENT" that our preverbal intelligence is uncomfortably confronted with every day. Computers may store and process, but do they understand the choices we make in order to search for data. Not yet, and maybe not ever. Intuition as of now, is still at the core of even this, our fortunate lust for data.

                         I would like to reiterate to my brave readers, that as of yet I've heard of no other person who is successfully bridging the esoteric directly with science as an evolving history, at least not at the scope and the scale of these documents. And again thank you so much for your "Supervision."

Proper Care and Feeding of your Propositional Assertions

                                 

                   Up to this point I've been teaching you how to predict the future by searching for the truth. As investigators we create. Right or wrong, we create. Ask a question and the truth is out there. It's often where you look last. The truth can even be hidden where we have already looked. But until we have made ourselves ready, the truth can persist to evade us. This is where we can have a consensus of mutual blind spots.

                    A propositional Assertion can be like a magical incantation, or even a poem. We all make plans and commitments, that doesn't mean that every thing turns out the way we want, but we still project ourselves into possible futures. Think of your Propositional Assertions like planned parent hood. Conceptually, there is nothing complicated about making propositions. Even if you're not very assertive you can actually make viable assertions. The truth almost seems to have a life of it's own. But it can't speak for itself. "In the beginning there was the word, and the word was made manifest." You yourself may not yet see the life of truth, but look to the works of poems. See how truth may speak to you. And you will ask, "How did they do that?" that is the right question and you may soon learn the answer. It starts with an assertion. A statement. A proposition that starts the dialog, the proposition is like your children. You love the truth even at great cost. For you, what you believe to be true will be sacred. Just go with it. I'm not advocating giving up control to your muse, I merely suggest that if you want to understand how we create, it is the same for how we approach the unknown truth. There is some unknown, some uncertainty, it moves into the center of our attention and it becomes of value to us. Enough so as that we give ourselves to that pursuit of truth or understanding until it becomes real for us or we look somewhere else. For most of us this focus on the uncertain can be mundane. But we all experience moments of meaning and closure even without drama.

                     As I've repeated "Truth is the only eventual inevitability." My 4 "Propositional Assertions of the Para Psychological Methods" are;
       1.) A persons guess is always better than odds would allow.
       2.) Everyone has blind spots, and everyones blind spots are different.
       3.) Some people are very different, very differently.
       4.) Everybody needs love. (All things are drawn to love, {Even Power} & especially more love.)

                     These are not weak truisms. These are my armor. This is my truth. It's not about me and I promised in the final analysis this would not be about me. I had to allow that many paths to the undertaking of Intuitive Diagnostics would become rational for popular culture as the result of the inevitable shifting of popular opinions. I merely predicted it in a way that ultimately makes sense, I hope. But that's the thing about building your own propositional assertions. They are born of love. It's the antithesis is censorship. Viral statements often only obscure. Your propositional assertions are statements of intent, without any pretenses of authority. This is what make the advances in science and medicine so powerful, truth ultimately asserts itself and becomes inevitable. Can you see your minds whirling in doubt, frustration and denial? You can help it, you are under the effect of rational doubt. Rational doubt is very healthy. Unlike viral statements, ("Branding?") thoughtful propositional assertions feed on Rational Denials. Truth is a self supporting, healing force of conscious life. This is why you test your assertions to see if they are true. Start gently, and then improve your testing mediums ability to challenge your assertions confidently.

                     Challenge my 4 primary Propositions of the Para Psychological Methods. They have Number (Enumerate Partitions). And they reconstruct into a Unity (Coalescent Symmetry). These are all statistically verifiable models for analyzing information about people and about our health. If you haven't worked with Intuitive Diagnostics up to this point, then this will seem to be a bit much. But if you have, you already see the useful though seemingly artificial compartmentalization of data used consistently throughout the world. Intuitive Diagnostics may indeed agree with you.

                     As my Croatian Sociology professor would say, "Make predictions, and be prepared to be wrong."

The Last Prophet?

                              "LAUGHING JESUS" by June "Moon" Hanson,  <JUNEMOON.com>

                  Time to close up shop and go home, business is done for the day. Say goodbye to all your customers for the last time. We won't be coming back this way again. We always go home alone.

                  Had things turned out differently we wouldn't be seeing the end coming like this. I doubt if it is the fault of the unbelievers that we have come to such a precipitous end. All those scary prophesies just numbed us down. The world became a battleground without winners. God is a thug. No real mercy here, believe like we do or be judged. (I will never love a god who punishes the innocent.)

                  The Last Prophet? Sounds like a belligerent death sentence to me, no matter who said it. I can't even report the news safely without drawing attention from mother tech government. I don't work for the secret service even if I do have to do their homework for them. The last word shouldn't be just more toxic waste. The last laugh shouldn't echo through a empty dead world. The time is now. The future should belong to someone else.

                   Who are the "Saviors of God?" Will you be here?

Copying Errors and "The 85% Rule" (#3.)

                  One of the biggest barriers to communication are the copying errors. Things mis quoted, poorly understood, taken out of context, even completely mis apprehended. All of us at one time or another have politely tried to accept directions from someone who is giving us confusing pointers. It could be the language barrier, but just as often it is that persons style of perceptual orientation that renders their instructions useless.

                  I suggest that unlike computer code, which either "Runs" or doesn't "Run," for those of us that are learning any NEW languages "We Expect Some Uncertainty," in what is communicated, speaking and hearing. (Signal to Noise Ratio)

                  50% comprehension is actually pretty good when it comes to people trying to be able to understand each other. We really are best advised to "Never Assume" that we are entirely understanding of what each other say. Most people get by with short attentions, hectic schedules, limited cultural exposure and extreme social boredom. This makes for considerable copying errors. People are lucky if they share even a small percent of each others languages, interests or experience. Contextually, we all live in little personalized linguistic bubbles. Hence the lust for a "Group Identity" and it's associated shared "Cultural Linguistic."

                 "The 85% rule" is mine. I refer to the rare circumstances where people really do "Read" each other very comprehensively. This very low level of "Copying Error" is often marked by rapport, spontaneity and an ease of expression. I've found that this is often one of the most difficult types of relationships. The level of freedom experienced between two people who share a uniquely personal understanding, puts an immense unintentional strain on that relationship. Relationships that are bound by lesser familiarity can run into these points of disagreement all the time. Misunderstanding is often taken for granted. Imagine how horrible it can be for someone who discovers they conflict with a person with whom they communicated generally so well.

                  We've looked at communication problems resulting from "Dense Code," and the overwhelming difficulties that come from learning any new language or culture. This problem becomes all the more great when we incorporate new technologies. (Open Source?) Add the distance of casual convenience and it becomes effortless to take each other for granted and ignore sensitive boundary issues. Many nations are brought to the brink of war over nothing more than differences of opinion. Imagine how painful that can be between two very close dear friends.

                    Multi lingual students (polyglots) of the world are educated to speak, read, write and hear many languages in their lifetimes. Although English is considered a possible universal language platform, it is also one of the most problematic of languages to speak. In the practice of translation there has been a move away from just translating word for word. Idioms, figures of speech, analogies, technical and cultural specifics all lend their peculiar meaning to our linguistic mush. The "Hermeneutic" tradition of translation translates for the meaning of what is being communicated. In families today you are talking different languages. Age, gender, educational differences, and even differences in politics and religion can reduce a conversation across a breakfast table to unheard babble. The antagonisms of personal bias can shut down lines of communication for good.

                    I'd like to thank all of my readers. Someone, (or somebodies) in the Ukraine has been rereading avidly. They may be some of the people who are promoting this type of research. My deepest sympathy to you and your country people in this time of great stress. Hopefully we may be looking at the way out of these conflicts. {Having had my blog shut down in Russia has only reenforced my dread of censorship.}

The Daily Planet

                  Proximal Providence Leads The News. The world is divided along lines of convenience. What is closest to us is how we see ourselves. The food we eat. The places we live. The people we know. The things we choose to read. Limited interests gives us heavily separated languages. Expanding personalities however can produce infinite aliasing. Our varied languages can help us read maps leading us to our desires, into the coming territories of our future potential destinations. But the distant future belongs to someone else. Lead on my loving aging children.

                  The Daily Planet writes the news for becoming people. But we often obsess only about that which we already think we know. New information is being held back by a wall of denials. Yet the planet needs to be heard. We the Proximally Provident may think, "What can I do?" This may be the good news we all want to hear.

                  How did we get here? It's news to me. (Observing my friends, family, the analytics of my blogs and the dissemination of information in general, demonstrates that information follows the lines of least resistance (greatest convenience) like waters flowing downhill. The truthful radiance of light is drawn infinitely into gravity. It just takes a very long time.) My, what a heavy little Daily Planet we live on.

Preprogramming Intellectual Germs {A Gravity of Truth}

                   Information and influence radiates out into general society. It also has a half life. We see timely information produced only to fade. The trick is to pass only compressed coded information. When we are understood, words are short. Truth is volatile. Hardship is serial.

                  We are talking here about the gravity of truth. Being an affectionate disobedient, I want to feed you pure soul using my body. When we tell people the truth we have power. Thoughts are like germs. Innocent beliefs are very fragile and everyone wants to believe in something, or someone at sometime. While we are here on the air, timing is everything. The word is getting out there and truth has a half life of it's own. Sometimes the truth wont wait to be told.

                  I want to be able to be honest about being vulnerable. Truth is often harsh. Have you heard about this latest new rage? It's called compassion. Being at ones best is a good idea. Although my work is very hard to read, I am getting excellent results.

                   This gravity of truth is too heavy to ignore. Reality always wins out, good or bad. The Critical Mass of Gravity is self supporting in a vacuum of the unknown. We see information leads us right out into and through our daily life. Truth gives us this day our daily bread. This page is now a digital page. Digitally packaged truth has opened a new door and truth is escaping out to waiting ears. It's inevitable. Good or bad, in this human world "Truth is inevitable." It's never if, but only when. And sometimes the truth is late. Too late. Are we prepared for the real true inevitability?

                   I'm preprograming little invisible smart germs to disseminate information out into society at a controllably observable rate, and then coalesce back into a greater unity of knowledge and understanding. Little microbes for peace, Little bombs of smartness are available for a limited time by express or written permission only. They'll do the job of getting everyone's attention for you. Ready kids? (Fig. 1.) {Decoder rings not included.} My little smart bugs can do the job people wont. My army of rational protozoa love information, and they love spreading it all around. Self encapsulating data delivery systems, my little babies can get the news out there to anyone who wants to know the truth. As intellectual probiotics, my whole full spectrum inoculating truth coming to you soon, at a media node near you. But will we be too late to save the world?

Ghost Wave Properties and Persistent Structures in Aliasing and Higher Order Wave Functions # 15.2

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

                     Dot map of a stretched Algebraic Field decompressed into a Differential Point Set

                          The illustrations posted on this blog are a demonstration of aesthetic choices, Operant Selection. Using only finite tools, instructions and symbolic language, it is reasonable to want to approach mathematics as an artistic medium. The capacities of computational graphics makes mapping waveforms on to manifolds easy. As significant as is getting to design equations that are exactly what I want, I have powerful software that makes it fun for me to want to keep learning. Getting to collect my math graphics for demonstration models has made explaining creative processing much easier. I am still an amateur. 

                            P.Q. Ghost Waves are just artifacts of the periodic functions mapped into a domain defined scaling limits. Closely resembling non finite algebraic groups I use ghost waves as an analogy of "Sysygy." {Much more later} The persistent structures in the Ghost Waves are resonant echos. Defined by boundary envelopes, synchronous vibrations reenforce and interfere each other dependently. In other words, Ghost Waves reflect their environment while retaining the original information.

                           As comparable models, I proceed between designing equations that demonstrate varying degrees of higher order symmetries with the completely unrelated system of reading signs in peoples hands, handwriting, voice, even astrological charts or any other kind of distinct modeling for each unique person. Though it may seem like a stretch, the manipulation of symbolic language is the same. As I try to apply tensor analysis to hand writing and hand marking I realize I'm directly hitting that coding threshold. I'm manipulating complex phenomena in a concise yet inaccessible way. Although this math is perfect for analyzing the kind of twisted linear space I see in peoples hands, I know that as of yet I'm not skilled or educated enough to make these difficult formulas sensible. The process of reading for people is easy compared to trying to explain "Why."

                          I'm seeing waves. Spins. Symmetries, Projections in Time, Space and Variability. Not only is the symbolic language for tensor algebra difficult. Learning any language can be time intensive. In considering warping transformations or vector calculus we are lost in a world of mathematically fluid solutions. Waves, spins, symmetries, projections in time and depth. I find the same things when I read for someone. Shared space in rotation. Ideas, attention, awareness. Points of view are in juxtaposition. When did human relations have to become a martial art? Everything and everyone are in motion.

                           I have little reason to expect that people will understand what I'm doing, as a psychic or as a mathematician. This is no measure of the salience of the "psychic" or of math, of course. But it does exemplify the whole issue of information undertow and the vast degree by which things escape us universally anyways. There is so much data out there, if I'm ever able to reach a conclusive demonstration of diagnostics in divination as statistics, my work may never reach the light of day anyways. Most of our individual efforts are done anonymously. Don't let yourself freak out about the futility of being acknowledged for your efforts. It confronts the best of us.

                           If we aren't looking for answers, they just pass us by. And if there is no answer, we have been known to keep looking in the wrong places indefinitely. These "Blind Spots" incline our focus away from or toward the subjects of uncertainty. Confronting uncertainties is my art. In checking Wikipedia, I found that they have almost nothing on the  Babylonian origins of our shared use of our months, days, hours, minutes, seconds and degrees. Curiosity seems to be one of the only leading factors in preventing the stagnation of perspectives.

                           I wish I felt more comfortable about explaining how I'm doing things mathematically. Suffice it to say it is getting done. I will continue to amend the evidence documents. I'm going to divide the book at this point into;
                          : DOCUMENTARY APPENDIX
                          &
                          :NARRATIVE

                          It will be necessary because including both equations and statistical charts into a blog diary might be thrilling for some of us, but it is rude to both the exclusively right brained or left brained people amongst us. Frankly I can only use one of my hemispheres at a time anyways. I have a lot of purely secretarial grunt work to do. I'm looking forward to the continued acquisition of the skills of desktop publishing. I may even be able to market these much more practical skills if and when I'm not able to publish. Have fun, otherwise this tome is just too heavy and we are already orbiting the event horizon of the informational black hole. Undertow is inevitable. Don't get lost in the Killing Vectors.

Social Valences # 2.) Exploring Social Definition

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

                        I've had to throw out a couple of core concepts that I didn't preview in the first few pages of the book.

                        Social Recursion: The process of self definition by mutual exclusion, A.K.A "I am a straight submissive dominant hetero male bottom conservative Christian, searching for the polar opposite of me." {Not my profile / Just an illustration for what is the actual norm for most men. Surprise!} "I'm looking for a dominant submissive atheist/pagan liberal lesbian top." "Objective: marriage, (incompatible)." "I am this, then therefore you must be that." "I am then therefore not able to be all those other things for you, that I want you to be for me." "Will you complete me?"

                        Social recursion is fraught with self defined silly boundary definitions of unexpressed expectations and egotism. Most men, (in fact most people) are very hung up on fantasy expectations of dominance. "Men may initiate sex, (Especially if we are normal submissive dominant hetero bottoms,) but sex therefore is the woman's prerogative. As it is for us straight guys, top or bottom, we must be prepared to stop for the submissive or female at any time, we must defer to the person who is sexually most vulnerable. Ironically, most people want to believe that men never feel sexually vulnerable, (nonsense.) Social recursive phenomena are used to rationalize some very strange popular prejudices.

                        Socially recursive boundary definitions can be General, (infinitely reiterated, "Susan is smarter than me, but I am smarter than Bob who is smarter than Jennifer.") or Primitive, (as in the case of a one time absolute un redefined boundary, A.K.A. "Me Tarzan, you Jane.")

                        The Primitively Recursive one time compact boundary distinctions of your basic polarities are taken for granted and are generally assumed:
                        Boy / Girl
                        Young /Old
                        Strong / Weak
                        Top / Bottom
And so on.

                       The Generally Recursive social boundary definitions often come in the form of a "Family Tree.
                       I have two parents.
                       I have four grandparents.                      {Boundaries squared}
                       I have eight great grandparents.
And so on.
                       I have one spouse.                
                       I have two children.                              {Boundaries compounded factorially}
                       I have six neighbors.
                       I have twenty-four spheres of social contact that have there own independent boundary conditions.
And so on.

                       In examining Social Valences we will be concerned primarily with the Primitive Social Recursion Boundary Definitions. This is simply because that at the core of all self defined social distinctions even things like chains of command or even meritocracy can be reduced from there orders of succession and analyzed comparatively as polarities. All Groups and Group Dynamics can be viewed as a series of Dyads. Individual is compared to the group, the group is compared to the individual. And person to compared person within the group. This may seem like just so much public relations. It is. The self is always the most primary point of departure when we are identifying social boundaries.

                       Social Valences are most interesting when we come to "Opposites Attraction." The joys of living in a dynamic universe. Although opposites is relative, we must deal with the valences of others. Between any 2 people, one of them is always going to be more rational and the other one more passionate. Those values can change when those same two people are with someone else. Polarity is the key to understanding the asymmetry of Social Recursion and these charge valences of attraction. This is in no way limited to just sex or gender. It's just that gender is this first most primary of Primitive Recursions.

Zenophile: Rare Perception # 3.)

                   The time has come to tell you why old seers never die, we just float away.

                   As my life's work is coming to conclusion, I'm seeing the world and all it's people take a giant step back. I still have a couple of years as I've written, it's going to be weird for all of us. But my reality has continued to deepen. It's like my brain has actually grown a pair of legs, and all the intelligence that comes from personal freedom of heart and mind has only made me smarter.

                  The net result of a lifetime of spiritual technology, produces results both subtle and overwhelming. I no longer need to talk to people except to maintain social courtesy. I can aways use a fresh outlook on particular points of view. But because of the way awareness scans the field of inquiry, my ravenous appetite for learning means I pump people dry. And I never fully forget. I'm incapable of missing people. You are always fresh in my thoughts. I still have desire, but not much. As a reader, this really isn't about me. It's about what happens to you, the reader, when you too become read.

                  Time sped up, but the world and everything in it has slowed way, way down. I not only can see your point of view and complement it with mine, but I can also extrapolate from mine, to yours, to the rest of the world and everyone else's in it. It's almost impossible for me to want to talk to someone without a simple objective, no matter how small. Otherwise I try to shut up and just watch. I went through my second puberty getting my health back at fifty, and now I'm returning to silently witnessing everyone just like I did in my preschool years. My Mom thought I was dumb, literally.

                  I know that when I die it will start out with the same experience I had being born. (When I told my mother that I remember being born, she shook her head in disgust. From her wheelchair she glared and said,"If you remember being born, you deserve it." "You were a horrible birth." She was right, at the last moment before delivery, I hear my parents argue and I turn around inside my mom. Tangling the cord around my neck and going footling breach, I was dying. Stars of shimmering semi consciousness manifest as a shivering orb of mercury, expanding to meet the ever increasing weight of my mothers organs contracting down on me. And as the pressure increases to the point of almost ending my life, I had grown as this quivering mass of reflective liquid to the size of one of my universal infinitudes. BANG! She somehow managed to push me out. My parents never wanted children. Eventually my mom learned to love me, blah, blah blah.) But yah, death, personally it's not always a big deal. Most people generally don't want to know how and or when, but as the pro psychic I'm cool with that and I never try to bother people with things you don't really have reason to know about.

                  Oh yes, I almost forget, we're falling up. That's right. Fly away little fledgelings, fly away.

The Aesthetics of Science # 2.) Approach of the Unknown

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

                         Please forgive me for posting unfinished pages, I find assertions, like red wine need time to breathe. Such are the aesthetics of science. If we want to understand that beautiful dance around the "Void of Content," approaching the unknown we must consider our choices. On this most practical level we all make decisions based on our preferences, desires and aesthetics. Yes it's true. This search for truth can be absolutely beautiful. More soon.

                         If you are reading this, you probably have opinions that are as distinctive as a fingerprint or a signature. Just like your little quirks, hangups and even your unique "Styles of Evasion."
                         (Reposted from #3. Some People Are Very Different, Very Differently. April 25th, 2013)  
                         {At this point I would like to enumerate four "Styles of Evasion."}

              1.  Active deception, Showing Off, Lying, Phonyness, Bragging, Exaggeration, Hyperbole,  etc.
              2.   Spacing out, Disengagement, Withdrawal, Omission, Vagueness, Aloofness, etc.
              3.   Condescension, Put downs, Dismissal,  Negation, Passive Aggression, etc.
              4.  Over Compartmentalization, Inaccessibility, Burnout, Over Conscientiousness etc.

          You probably recognize any or all of these evasions in yourself and or others.  Some more than others.  I'm showing the ways we confront or avoid the stresses of uncertainty. When in doubt, learned styles of evasion take over.  A little Meta Formally Logical diagram to demonstrate;

                                                                    2. Spacing Out
                                                         1. Lying       +      3. Condescension
                                                                    4. Burnout

          At the center of this diagram is the uncertainties we all can evade, just in our own way.  You will notice the symmetry and the two axis of polarity. Openness to these uncontrolled uncertainties is the mark of a truly open person. It is almost impossible to be open all the time. We have these evasions hardwired into our survival instincts. The next time you see someone being evasive, consider the source. They/We maybe feeling vulnerable.

          The two axis are; Horizontally,  Positive Misrepresentation of fact on the left side and the Negative Misrepresentation of emotions on the right side.     
                                       Vertically, Passive Evasion of responsibility on top and the Active Evasion of irresponsibility on the bottom.}

          The melding of genotypes with the peculiarly unrepeatable conditions for each person's life can never be duplicated. The science and math of a multivariate analysis of these kinds of variations are in fact some of the most cumbersome calculations known to computation. Just know that when we evade, we use energy and that any real sensitive will know it. Show a little empathy. This is where we get to show a little tact.

                         When our self reflections are done without an understanding of the commonalities of the human experience, we often feel very alone. Everyone does. But It has been said, (I don't remember exactly where, maybe it was me,) "Our personal problems all have a public dimension." This is obvious when we are confronted with shifts in bias as is the case of changing popular opinions. (Author's Message!)

                         I must admit that my writing has become too heavy. No fault of mine, such is my love. I doubt there is any other way to report the detailed sensitivity of my work. I need to be as truthful as I can possibly be. Who would have thought that gravitas could cause an informational black hole. This is one of those things that no one will believe until they can look for themselves. We are seeing the beginning of an educational event horizon. Possibly my work will not escape this informational undertow. Only those in the distant future will ever know I'm right about: "Preverbal Ordering Principles," "Coding Density Thresholds" and "Echo Imprinting." By then, my work will probably have been lost, as generally happens for most people. No big deal. But I could be very wrong, in many, many ways. Please forgive me.