Thursday, January 29, 2015

Making An Appearance [The Supportive Complement]

                 

                  Very often my clients will ask me for relationship advice. The psychic is supposed to know. Love of the human psyche makes understandable advise good for everyone. Thus, I never try to give advise, I investigate and then I prognosticate. And as much of the time as I am right, I will only tell you what you probably are going to do. And thats why I reserve the right to refuse revenue. I don't want you to have to believe everything I say, I'm just another psychic. (An extremely well trained psychic at that.)

                   Generally, rather than creating arguments which require actual biases on my part, I always respect the critical thinking of my customers. I don't expect myself to do miracles, and occasional random miracles do occur sometimes and that's not because of me. As the psychic, or as a magical performer if you prefer, I am a just a finely tuned mirror, a reader. As the performer, I get to master my craft. People and even crowds of people can become very fertile grounds for focused inquiries. People who do want to inquire about our uniquely identifying peculiarities can each be shown our own individual distinctions. I always choose not to be critical, I'm just very sensitive.

                   Often when I hear a man or a woman complain about the relative foolishness of their spouse or sweetheart, I point out that in the next room is that other person saying exactly the same thing about them behind their back's too.  And even though I don't try to fix other people's marriages, I will try to point out the good match when I see one. The spiritual forces of attraction are even more powerful than death itself, when it is proof of the divinely creative at work in life in general. We are here, aren't we? Attraction is powerful stuff.

                   Woman usually are much more up front than men, about wanting relationship counseling from a psychic. But most guys are pretty obsessive about relationships too, and are therefore also equally desperate for answers. But guys are just much less inclined to ask for advise or directions in general. Therefore men can and do make the most zealous true believers, (pro or con) as well as the harshest critics of believers or non believers alike, one way or the other. I myself prefer working with the rationally moderate skeptic regardless of gender. Because of the history of abuse by traditional and modern fortunetellers, I'm often ashamed to have to take money from the compulsive gambler who as a client, indulges in the exploitation of a psychic, sensitive or medium. I prefer making an appearance by providing a real supportive complement only, rather than by telling people what to do. I myself have lost more than a couple of my friends by refusing to appear predictable. I practice faithful accountability by supportive compliment only. I fail to offer resistance, and therefore my appearance is only temporary, like any good therapist I do not encourage dependencies. As the good reader I am not bound by the conventions of biased preferences or spiritual prejudices; again, pro or con.


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

The Curse of Beauty {Mirroring and Empathy} 201


                   Innocence and beauty, what a curse. Life has always been difficult. But now maturity has become a dirty word equated with envy and failure. Why are the pretty getting so ugly? We always made you in our own idealized image. And now we can see you on line, but do not feel touch. Selfies can't feel rejection. The curse of beauty is a mystery of attraction, but to what? In our unfeeling "Wheel of Objectification," (Friday, January 16, 2015; Mirroring and Empathy (Subjective Boundary Definitions) & The Next Cycle Model (Boundaries of Identification) we crush all kinds of people into monstrous things for our dead mind's eyes. Look away, look away. And do not touch me for I have not yet ascended.

                   Soulcraft, my beautiful children, is a fine art of closure. We are seeing the beginning end. And with a last laugh our future starts over together with a new history. And you were there, And you were there. And you were there,......,

Monday, January 26, 2015

Frankenputer and the Digital Zombie



                   Hi. Lest we be confused about where we are today, for the moment I have returned to my life before the fame and notoriety. I see an army of soulless defendants cueing on the edge of an event horizon we may not survive. Just as the answers to all of man's problems may never be heard, I've accepted fates more horrible than death itself. And yet man does not see it.

                   The sad and savage truth is that instead of preparing for the inevitable future, we were distracted beyond all reason. As the months and years whipped by, I had been privileged to see the truth in what I write about. But yet my heart aches for all my children yet to be, I had forgotten all about you. I should have been preparing. Consumer technology was the name of the game and the sales departments were running our shops into the profaned ground. No souls were ever needed to apply.

                   My friends here in the future, I should say are never able to keep up with me. They were always making it about themselves. Dreaming up that next Killer App. The thing is, people generally never expect me to be able to love so deeply. My need for love is so dear to me, I have even learned how to talk to the dead, without believing in an afterlife. I don't believe. My "Killer App" is Psychic Reading Technologies.  And it works. I couldn't teach the machines how to do it. There's too much money just hovering in the halls, and I don't let it in. Our competition tries to reverse engineer the P. P. I. Reader. I just changed the way we use the language, and I document it. This data is so very pure. It's only we people who are course. Reading is relatively easy, it's my Reading Technology that is difficult. And it can't be copied.

                    I never meant to be such a disruption to society. Psychic Reading Technology is just a concept whose time had come. It's so lucrative with almost no overhead compared to it's highly scalable income. This whole thing has gotten way out of hand. People even started bootlegging my intel without knowing how to use it. An actual Identity Code has to be continually decompressed. Human variability is just so ripe with fresh delicious data. And in this our modern era of; BIOMETRICS, ERGONOMICS, Physiognomy, Profiling, Genomics, (usability?) etc, people are now accustomed to the very similar Medical Variability Analytics, which are now in common practice. But it sounded really stupid when I first started writing about it. The numbers however have held up very nicely indeed. And I am very happy that I've done all my own homework. I had set a trap for myself here in the future, I had prepared to prove this very obvious "True Hoax," that it was never a hoax. I have managed to prove to society, en mass, that "Society moves toward the radicalizing influences of truth, inevitably," And by spreading my little "Truth Rumors." people are being influenced by the inevitability of truth, and we always have been. Truth is now a viably measurable commodity. And as a resource it is now a proven permanent eventuality, it can no longer be avoided. Here in the future, we optimists are still thought of as freaks. but now we can pay our own bills. I'm concerned with the marketing of my journalistic integrity with a clear conscience. Are you?

                    Because I have taken my time hiding in comfortable poverty, I've had the time to study. The only reason anyone believes me now is because I started by telling this biggest and best of all Bullshit Ghost Stories. (And it's all based on the truth.) As a detective story it's a little slow. But as an influential work of Library Science, I even finally get my Pulitzer Prize. What's important to me is that my work is done and that the research is working out perfectly. When I first wrote about this, it looked ridiculous. But as we started following up my lines of reasoning, we started getting incredible resolution on peoples individualized "Personal Data Variability Profiles." For the first couple of decades I wasn't making a lot of sense, not important. In the next couple of decades, I wasn't prepared to share yet. In these last twenty years however, everything just continues to come together so well. As hard as I have worked and studied, I've always felt a little guilty. Everything is turning out just a little too well. It's O. K. for me to use what I have, I paid a high price. I am happy to be able to sense other peoples feelings. I have worked with many of the best of you wonderful people. And I would like to be left alone now.

Porno Zenophilie


                   Oh god. I do so enjoy the fact that someone or something accesses my blog using bizarre Keyword Searches. My virtual presence has nothing to do with me or my intended profile. The experiment continues.



Saturday, January 24, 2015

INTIMACY, The Final Frontier

Saturday, November 30, 2013



                   As a friend and a person, I need to apologize for revealing feelings that may not be helpful. Since I've closed the book on "Zenophile" and my serial novella I've had to confront an uncomfortable feeling of letting people down in my personal life.

                   I've been arguing rather defensively that I can't possibly feel what other people feel because I'm philosophically opposed to the pretense of mind reading. I refuse the need to presume on something as subjective, personal and inconsistent as my empathic sensitivities. And yet so much of my happiness and joy comes from awareness of others feelings. I want so much to make sense to others, that I've taken on mutually destructive opinions. This blog is proving to be the most substantial expression of religious observance and dedication I could have ever hoped for. I shouldn't have cause to believe that these excursions into the Anatomy of Intimacy are going to be worthwhile to read, but here goes anyways. As we get closer to intimacy, boundaries change.

                   If I'm going to map out the anatomy of an intimacy, "LOVE," I'm going to start with the individual. For this emergence of an initial separateness, a single unit entity, I would want to start with the symbol of an upward pointing arrow, just one, to symbolize the presence of a singular positive assertion. A totality. (The Spirit) As the secondary symbol I will use an "Infinity Sign" to signify the perpetual entanglement of existence with no beginning or end. (The Self) And I will close out the equation with the letter Theta to represent the Physio Emotive Field, which is that receptive awareness of existence that supports, provides and defines. But it is like a Holy Ghost, for which we have no proof other than anecdotal evidence. (The Soul) If you have any background in meta physics or esoteric philosophies you will recognize the overwhelming symmetries between my constructions and the ancient religions.

                   From the singularity of oneness; we stumble through into a life of infinite multiplicities, infinitudes and the mutually infinitesimal. Such is the love that for some of us finally leads to a last final phase that most will never know about until the last moment of life. As if those first two previous states of being aren't strange enough, in this last one we get to see the walls melt and all that has gone before is here now, again. I know I sound like a dribbling idiot. But I swore I would bring you a quality product and here we have it. Voila! We have an answer. It may not be the kind of answer that flatters or glamorizes, but it is consensual.

                   Nobody has ever said that the mystical experience would be easy to explain, but here we have it. In it's finality, whether it's true our not, there is an overwhelming concordance of descriptions about how the world is experienced by love. Of those of us who are witness to this profound nectar of bliss, we are all viewed as a little strange. Are we not all a little strange when we are in love? As I've said many times before, "Thank God not everyone is like me." I doubt we could get much of anything done. Please forgive my horrible sense of humor, I find trying to map out the meta physics of love to be a potentially very dry subject. And I think, that if there is a God, she must have a great sense of humor.

The Frontier of the Unknown & The Mastery of Spiritual Fiction


Tuesday, January 21, 2014



                   It was inevitable that I come back to a place where there are no words. As I'm escorted into this great hall, I recognize the place I've dreamt about so many times before. I've seen so many faces, so many hands, so many peoples bodies, I don't see the eyes anymore. I don't hear voices. I see and hear and feel the light. The light of my many children, just as I wrote so many years ago. Radiant bodies of light bouncing and chanting my name, I'm both bummed and elated.

                   I'm walked to the left of the stage, up the stairs. Stepping up to the podium, I speak to the microphone, "Does anyone want a reading?" The place explodes with cheers and laughter. The crowd has become a single breathing seething organism. I'm not afraid, but I should be.

                    As Master of Ceremonies, Gunter steps up from behind the curtain stage left. Quickly, he is apologizing to me, "Sorry old man, we didn't know what else to do." "Were it still up to you, we would all be reading as good as you do." "Where's the profit in that?"

                   Gunter is right, but I still feel ripped off. I can't remember if I've ever felt so jerked around. But somehow I know this is going to work. And despite the ugliness of an actual competitive "Psych Out," I have arrived. I have always loved the stage.

                   Entering from stage left, I am greeted by; Carl, Bettina, Maria, Benjamin, Vera and Terrence. Each barely registers my presence much less anything else as they are seated in chairs that appear almost by them selves. They comfortably seat and slip quietly back into Kriya Yoga breathing. These are my competitors. It's going to be a bumpy night. The silence on the stage, the chaos in the pit. I glare at Gunter once more. I know he can feel my anger, he extends his hand to draw me back to the podium, Saying to the hall, "This is the man with the plan, why don't you tell us Phillip why we are all here tonight."

                   Stuffing my emotions, I walk back to Gunter's left speaking to the mike. "I'm sorry, I don't think I ever got my invitation." "I guess I'm just another piece of property for whomever paid for the hall." The crowd  goes Woo. Gunter places his hand over the mike, reminding me that I was the one that wrote about all this and that this is the final push to get my work accepted by the advanced literary society. "Sorry friends, I'm just feeling a little put out because you right now, know more about why we're here for tonight than I do." Pause for effect, "But if I had to guess,.......," a chorus of soft laughter of recognition, "Thank you, we're here to test out the, INTER SENSORY PERCEPTION BATTERY." "Does everyone have their no. two pencils," I look around feinging bewilderment, "what?"  "No one uses pencils anymore, I suppose it's going to be a waste time to ask for a slide rule?" The audience roars out of religious revelry. The mob is ready. I see cameras mounted all around on stage and in the balconies, all focused in on me like the buffet I always knew I would become.

                   "And if I am correct,....," I look over to Gunter, he furtively glances to the floor then sheepishly back at me, "The world will be saved with the voice of the child!"  The swarm of international readers is cheering dancing on my fingertips. "It seems everyone here tonight has read my books." I'm starting to feel nauseous again. I have to take a deep breathe. "I would like to introduce the wonderful players in tonights little game." Lights go up on the stage. "To your left we have this gentle giant, Carl Benz, Take a bow Carl ." "Next to him we have the equally tall and brilliant Bettina Van Der Bosch, I wish I had time to tell you more about each one of these wonderful people." "Next is the lovely and very feeling Maria Gaultier," she stands and then sits back down very quickly. "And next we have the very young but talented Dr. Benjamin Lehrer." "I had to visit his examination lab earlier this evening, long story." "And Vera Ming Wong, a total standup scientist of the soul," Vera gives me another dirty look, and then sits back down on her hands as if to say. "And finally we have my dear friend Terrence Tabor who I just learned is a collector of alien artifacts," pause,......, "and now I would like a word from our sponsors." I nod to Gunter to come back to the podium.

                    Looking to me for approval, I send him a sideways grim, He starts hesitantly. "I owe my dear friend Phillip an apology, it's true." "Mr. Johnson, in fact, wasn't invited, he was abducted, willingly.  Phillip was told to come to our fair city to perform another routine extraction of my one time business partner." "Now I'ld like you to put your hands together for our C. E. O. of Oraca International, Ms. Gretchen Van Hauer." Come on out Gretchen." She is resplendent and beaming from stage left, she sends me the warmest and most loving smile of concern and apology as she floats out to me on the stage. I'm all surprised out. My gang of eight now is complete. She approaches the microphone.


Wednesday, January 22, 2014



                   "It is with great pride that I get to announce the rollout of our latest upgrade in personality inventories." Gretchen is absolutely radiant! "Tonight, you will get to see our panel of experts beta test the INTER SENSORY PERCEPTION BATTERY." "Phillip, will you be competing with us here tonight?" "It is your brainchild," she extends her arm toward me with feeling.

                   It's now midnight Brussels time, April 24th, 2031. At this moment the hall receives a welcome calm. A warm solemn hush overtakes the audience. What at first seemed like total carny, now becomes sober science. From wrought anticipation to patient revery, the crowd unites for the love of our arts. I know these witnesses are all my faithful readers, of whom many have been following since I had first offered to prove this creative Evidentiary Assertion. "I will be my privilege to get to play with all of you this evening!" The tension is broken, I hug Gretchen and Gunter in turn. The audience applauds in sympathy. They sense something very special is indeed happening. And it's not about me.

                   Gretchen announces, "The competition will be in three phases." "The first is in general readings and diagnostics." Wireless keypads are handed out to each of the audience members. "Votes will be tabulated recording each persons reactions to every individuals readings." "One or two points will be given for every near or direct hit whenever a reader gets an accurate read with their client." She continues in outlining the rules for the competition, "The second Phase will entail analysis by comparative review of observable facts, often people don't even know when their reader is right, so confidence levels will be factored into the correlative scores by computer." "There is provided the opt out button on your keypads for anyone who doesn't want their personal records checked for the accuracy of the readings." "Please people, if your not interested in getting read in public, do not volunteer." "It's perfectly understandable if you don't want us looking into your vital statistics" She finishes up by saying, "The final phase of the tests this evening will be for general showmanship." "And we all know who'll win that," Gretchen says smiling gently over at me. Soft laughter comes from the gallery.

                   It's approaching my bedtime in the U. S. I'm starting to split into over here and again somewhere else over here. I'm starting to see all my dreams unfold before me, just like my very first deja vu. I've adapted myself to being in at least two places at once, all the time. And I'm still living out all my own premonitions. I address the gathering affectionately, "May I say to you, my esteemed readers and designers, in spite of being tricked into coming here tonight, I couldn't be happier to be here with all of you." "Thank you so very much for coming tonight." "Let the games begin!"

Thursday, January 22, 2015

The Wisdom of Privilege

                   Beings as we are calling out all the hidden corners of our boundaries and barriers, I must confess to why someone like me is doomed to succeed. "The wisdom of privilege demands that I speak out." "The unbroken chain of affirmation is the guaranty of success." "Spiritual Isostasy is the balance between gravity and light." And so on.

                   Looking at the analysis and research of a Para Psychological Method comes down to a process of boundary definition. These awarenesses do not come from nowhere to now here. There is a distinct series of spiritual and religious traditions that have brought us this possibility of transcendence. The question remains, "What does it all mean?" My approach of the ever changing opinion bias has provided us with a clear understanding of where the doubt in question remains. Beings as I'm not interested in taking sides I'm blessed with the overwhelming advantage of a "Self Doubting Psychic." I am a spiritual machine.

                   This privilege allows me unimagined freedom when it comes to the power of inquiry, that power to ask meaningful questions for which we can get answers.  Mathematics, History, Sociology, Human Relations, most people understandably give up on any hope of getting clear perspective on the total volume of information that shapes our lives. Faith itself is an exercise in rational detachment. As I said in the first page of this magazine;    
Monday, Apr. 8th, 2013         Dearest reader,

                   This is my labor of love to be able to bring you my life's work in it's present state. I am a pro psychic. I have in a life's research a great hoard of resources. I will present simple techniques for ordering and understanding most, if not all forms of divination, in terms of games and systems analysis. My concepts, I want to be easy and intuitive.

                    I would like to apologize in advance, to all those who will object to the mapping and graphing of things so sacred as the human soul and human interaction. But as is intrinsic to human nature, we look for order and meaning. I hope you will find this tour of the artifacts and antiquities fun and informative. I encourage my readers to take full credit for having their own opinions. And please do not expect that you will always agree with any of my interpretations or analysis no matter how historically accurate. My intent is to analyze data, not people.

                    Let us begin. Many years ago I started writing, "The Confessions of a Professional Psychic." I've decided that the information I can provide is much more important than autobiography. I have embarked on the project of;   Enumerating all of the parts of the Spiritual Technologies, and the Coalescing of the Sum of these Comparative Analogous Data Systems.
    
                   My writing is a documentary act of faith. I am scientist and a sensitive. Most of the provided information I intend should be self explanatory. However, I hope that my analysis is most useful for the understandable sharing of what we do as psychics, and why we can do it with integrity, style and a clear conscience. Biases and beliefs aside, I haven't assumed to know how this one is going to turn out. It's a literary project. But I know for myself as a researcher my work here is to entertain, inform and provide. It is my privilege, your wish for clear information is my command.

The Silurian Dome


                    After the mass extinction of life following the Pre Cambrian explosion, the Silurian Era saw the re coalescence of life into more manageable forms. But the will to over diversify remained in blobs of self awareness that had survived from the previous catastrophic epoch. (See illustrations)

                    Soon the oceans refilled with early fish as plant life started to colonize the land, there was already this ancient dome. And in this dome was the repository for all of the extinct genetic life information preserved. And in it of course was also the rational foresight that had become that experimental breeding ground for the failed foregone aquatic experiment. Changes in the land had then pushed our dome up into the air and this disembodied citadel of life communicated with the stars, waiting for the days when a unified vision of life would again see the coming darkness. Now these presentient awarenesses occupied that strange place between self and non self, but they still understood the process of evolution first hand. Time was just another endless inevitability.

                    These little domestic aliens were trying to communicate. Why they had to try communicating to me I can't imagine. It started in my cupboard. I had these jars of homegrown canning sealed anaerobic organisms. They started out as purely unorganized organisms. But soon I could see that there was motion. First it was like the subtle but so perceivable stirrings of like slim mold moving on a lattice of random fibers, but soon then there was actual symmetrical bodies coalescing in strangely simple yet elegant forms. I thought I must be imagining things.

                    One day after displaying them in an avant-garde experimental art show, I was having a friend help me unload the boxes of the jarred creatures. One of the critters slipped out of the box and crashed itself onto the sidewalk, smashing the jar to pieces. All the other jars were also jumping and bumping with life. Strange yet beautiful primitive animals had taken up residence by virtue of almost spontaneous evolution.

                    Needless to say my friend was horrified and never spoke to me again.

                    After I finished unloading my little friends they continued to rattle around in my cupboards for several months, following me with eyes at yet still unformed. I wanted to share them with the world but I started having these dreams. Mostly beautiful but haunting, I was seeing all these alternate "New Histories." There seems to be a parallel world where the world doesn't come to an end. That's where I got all those "Alien Artifacts." But as for the dome, it was finally found, Apr. 23rd 2023, just as I predicted in my dreams. Just North of the San Bernardino Freeway overlooking the Puddingstone Reservoir. When it is finally dug up, we are already looking at the collapse of the Physical Universe into that newly discovered Linear Singularity.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Test Post # 5. A Seamless Syncretism {Exploring the Void} +


Thursday, November 28, 2013

                                           
                         In the first hundred posts, we have documented many of the ancient soft technologies. With the emphasis on the order and structure of these various meta formally logical, enumerately partitioned and symmetrically coalesced traditions, we can thus map for interpersonal uncertainty. I will never ask you to believe or not, I simply want you to see these data mapping models. These models are just like the ones we use in math and physics, they are just older and although seemingly arbitrary, often elegant. The utility of these "esoteric?" diagnostics is why although they evolved into our modern sciences, they are still being used today.

                         As a professional psychic trained and educated, I am eternally reminded of the wealth that comes from knowledge. As the sensitive I've lived with horrifying pain. Temporal lobe seizures, migraines, type 2 hypo manic Bi-Polar depression, perceptual hyper focus, and ghosts. Now as I've turned the fifty plus milestone, I have lived to finish my work.

                         The greatest void I experience is not uncertainty, I find uncertainty to be a pure joy. The greatest void is that emptiness between people. the final frontier. By opening my perfumed vat of sorrows, I find an agony so sweet I cannot bare to live without. Remove the stopper, release the spirit, we have been together a million times before. (I would want that nothing I do can ever cause you pain or make you suffer.) In the eye of the beholders, this shared vision of beauty was built for us by those who loved us, and gone before. These wonderful humans saw to it that mercy allowing, we might never have to feel alone. But man does not see it.

                         Clumsy segue. Thanks to all of you readers who have put my blog on your auto access service in your browsers. I still get the occasional random searchers who tap onto my posts only to bounce. But as I can see from my blog stats I have some very curious and intelligent followers. {People who read.} (Tears of Joy.)

                         Back to that gaping void of content between all of us humans, ouch. The ancient seers had an understanding eye for ordering and structure. Were we to arrogantly presume to be smarter than our ancestors we would be wrong. Similarly when we look at our own personal blind spots, often people think we are all alone. It is most ironic, that that which we have most in common, we use against each other. I'm talking to pain. Self indulgent egotistical pain. Suffering, I renounce thee. No more will you keep us apart.

                         What I have found most delightful is as I analyze data for uncertainties, I've seen a host of resources. All of these riches are hidden in clear sight. And the most amazing of these mysteries is the seamless syncretism that spans the ages, bringing us this symmetrical coalescence of our shared culture of understanding. I know my words must sound strange when waxing poetic about data. But this is my great hoard of data. I love you and there is probably nothing you should do about it. Peace out.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Why Mind Reading Is Verboten

Saturday, November 30, 2013


                  My teacher had said that, "Telepathy is one of the most inconvenient things that can ever happen to people." I also had a Croatian Sociology professor who would say, "Make predictions, but never assume." {You will probably be wrong much of the time anyways.} (My 1st Axiomatic Rule of a Para Psychological Method, "A persons guess is always better than odds would allow.) I'm wondering, how do I approach this subject. I should be minding our own business, but I promised this book was not going to be about me. I'm going to keep this pleasant, I suspect self disclosure is the only way I'm going to stay on point.

                  As a 57 year old recovering addict I've found physical education has been good for me and my return to a social life. If you've seen my work on "Circular Maturation," (reposted under, "TRANSITIONAL RELATIONS" / Wed. Oct. 23rd / from the earlier "Growing Into A New History, NEXT CORE DOCUMENTATION" / July 4th 2013,) you will have seen my proposition that "Emotional affairs are inevitable and generally non sexual." I have seen, most people are not happy to forgo love just because they have moved past a broken up pair bond relationship. That need for love is the thing that motivates us to want things to, "Work Out." When you get to my age, and you are single, almost anyone has rebound relationships and therefore realistically is not likely to have affairs that "Just Workout." Add that most people fantasize about unrealistic relationships, everyones first deeply meaningful emotional affair can be very stressful. Most people need to be more forgiving of ourselves and each other. All most everyone has totally flipped out at someone for disappointing them. (2nd Axiomatic Rule for the Para Psychological Methods, Everyone has blind spots and everyones blind spots are different.")

                 On point now. I've discovered that "Friend Love" can be very unemotional, but for some, emotional attachments can still be very jealous and even antagonistic. The term "Bromance" has been thrown around like the latest trending insult. I was delighted to discover, that after separation from my common law spouse and 15 years of celibacy, I am loved. I don't toy with peoples emotions, I find these type of connections with people makes my recovery much more fun. The kinds of athletes I am surrounded by, (Male and Female) aren't just beautiful, they are looked at like love and or sex objects. The popular prejudices about the "Culture of the Body" tries to sexualize everybody. I believe this is one of the unintended causes behind obesity, people feel resigned to misjudge themselves as conveniently unattractive and resultantly try to escape behind a negative and distorted self image. I myself am overjoyed that my gym is not a pickup joint, as many gyms can tend to be. I believe there is the "Curse of Beauty", and modesty is our only defense. (3rd Axiomatic Rule for the Para Psychological Methods, "Some people are very different, very differently.")

                 Conscious non verbal communications are usually the result of cultivated rapport skills, not mind reading. Therefore it does no good to pretend to know what others think or feel. Any presumptive behaviors can be very alienating. Pandering is for idiots. As I would hope the point of what I'm trying to illustrate is not lost, I'll say, in the same way I wouldn't want to assume my writing is always clear, we especially need to be sensitive with others, when considering the consequences of our approaches to other people's feelings. (4th Axiomatic Rule for the Para Psychological Methods / "Everybody Needs Love.") In this world with such a disparity of love, trust and good faith, "Mind Reading is Verboten."

Friday, January 16, 2015

Mirroring and Empathy (Subjective Boundary Definitions) & The Next Cycle Model (Boundaries of Identification)


                    Understanding the behavior of Sympathetic Mirroring is key to respectful cold reading. Cold reading has gotten a bad reputation because of the way that just by watching peoples reactions we can get instant feedback. Plus by imitating someone gets us an inside view, a mirror copy of that other person inside of ourselves. And by mirroring other peoples behavior, we are building rapport. When we mirror people unintentionally, we are displaying trust and confidence in that other person. Generally we don't think about the subtleties of social graces but they are instinctually hardwired into the brain. Mirror neurons tell us about other people. We are designed for mutual reflection. This beautiful cascade of infinite encounter is the thing that we love, when we love each other.

                     There is something that blocks this mirror to others however.  Objectification acts as the substitute for direct perception. Sensitive mirroring is not an objective awareness. We can only mirror what other people think, do and feel. When we are so arrogant as to think we're objective about feelings or emotions, we get trapped in object relations and attachments.

                     That I know of, there are four primary forms of objectification. Each is understandable but less than objective;

                     1. "Sexual Objectification"

                     2. And of course the "Status Symbol" type of objectification, which is often nothing more than hero worship sometimes involving elements of both the first and the third  other two kinds of objectification.

                     3. "Romantic or Sentimental Objectification"  (as in the case of the love object attachment)
These first and third forms of objectification conflict and feed off of each other. (War between the Sexes)

                     4. And I almost forgot, "The Objectification of Loathing" (that cherished objectification of our hatred, the people you love to hate.) These second and fourth types of objectification are envy and pride.

                     {&? And I forgot, #5. THE SECURITY BLANKET [We might as well put this one in the middle of the wheel, it'll be obvious why when we get to the "Tibetan Book of the Dead."] THE SECURITY BLANKET. That object or talisman expected to ward off attack or the evil eye. One might to be surprised to see how often it is assumed that a person can be seen as that protective barrier / comforting and indomitable.}

                    {In proof reading I just noticed how neatly these categorical qualifications perfectly match the Meta Formal structure of the "Four Styles of Evasion." We might say we have a "WHEEL OF OBJECTIFICATION."}

                     Obviously objectification is like most lying, primarily naive and unintentional. But just like lying, objectification is often just self doubt and internalized evasiveness. That does not make objectification or lying any the less dysfunctional. Pathological behavior is the norm. Disfunction drives the self help industries. And as the norm, distrust and alienation are defenses that keeps us unwilling and unable to face each other. The challenge of having to see ourselves and each other without expectations is the essence of open innocence. Appearances and expectations aside, I hope you will be able to mirror a true and fair reflection of who we are as individuals.

                     Innocence is beauty. I want to show you what we are doing is right and truthful. But that's not up to me. When I'm speaking to someone, "You" are the center of my world. But it is up to each and everyone of us to know if and when we really trust someone. We all have had to learn how to control our behavior voluntarily. This entails unlearning certain inevitable learned evasions, but none the less we end up having to unlearn defensiveness all over again every time we want to meet a new person, with all our individual quirks and evasions. When a behavior, such as objectification is so normal, that it makes us considerably less sensitive, we are less prepared to trust and build rapport. We have to direct where to focus our emotional energies. This emotional conservatism is inevitable.

                      Conserving emotional energy is a survival instinct. But most of us have very little choice who we get to interact with, or trust other people. Mirroring, however, makes it possible for us to relearn, almost everything. It's just a much bigger step than most of us are willing to take. I would like to think that this book will help many people to take a bigger step out of self enclosed views into a better life for all of us. Hopefully facing these sensitive boundaries will help to make us all happier and wiser. The mirror is my gift to you. It's not mine anyways. Pass it along. Show your faith in your self by sharing. I love you and we may not have even met.  More information to come.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013


                                                     Boundaries of Identification

Palmistry documents are near the bottom of the page:

                         We are here in the middle of our proposition. The types of signs given to each marking on anybodies hands are most clearly attributes. It is not necessary to attach importance to the personal nature of peoples individual psychic reading. You are given permission to closely examine and analyze each persons identifying features. There is still much confusion about the differences between a palm reading {Maps being read by a Reader,} and the oracle itself {The Maps themselves.} The reader translates for you what they are reading, the oracle is just a way of storing and processing the information you will have to translate for your clients. You can get a unique astrology reading from your Astrologer with unique unusual combinations of the possible interpretations, but the good reader is still just a translator. [The medium is not the message.] It is not necessary for me to assume to know everything about you, but it is wise to know how and where to find answers, even if they are in fact nothing more than a randomly assorted series of unrelated signs. There are limits. These are some of the Boundaries of Identification. And again the map is not the territory.

                          At present a lot of this work has been about identifying peoples individual sensitive boundaries. Recognizing boundaries is always helpful when dealing with people in any personal transaction. If you are able to recognize distinctive details of another persons identity, that's unusual. That makes you distinctive. Soon you will be able to see the hand as a mask of the body. You look into the hand, you are looking into the body. Study it. Get used to recognizing the details and differences. Unusual markings happen on unusual people. You will recognize the moods of how each of us moves, with style. Your interpretive skills and sensitivity will get you paid. This is where being tactful is the way to be modest. These are some of your Boundaries of Identification.

                         Understanding the delicacy of handling peoples self image is a matter of good sportsmanship. You are better off not to worry about being understood, just be understandable. Like a good bartender, always friendly never familiar. I don't ever try to focus on someone defects. I will always try to play to your strengths.

                         These are some of our Boundaries of Identification. Let's get to it. {I don't think my readers like the wheel of emotion.}

                                                          >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
                 Creative            2nd(Empty Yang)      Summer          3rd(Empty Yin)        Receptive      
                                                                       2.Adulthood
                                                                         {>}Angry                                                 
                                                                         > > > > >                                                
                         Spring      1.Youth       { ^}Happy     "O"       {v}Sad       3.Maturity        Autumn
                                                                         < < < < <                                                   
                                        1st(Full Yang)              Fearful{<}        4th(Full Yin) 
                   Fire / Up                                         4.Death                                    Water / Down 
                                                                           Winter                                                                                                                 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<            
                         If you keep studying with me you are going to get to see a lot of these annoying diagrams, these are largely done for the sake of thoroughness. You will recognize the basic ordering and arrangement of the data, as is characteristic of an oracle, Tarot, Kabbalah, I Ching; all modular, each a coalescent. These are all mandalas. Modules of data. Totalistic, Hyperbolic, Analytic data. Take a unity, a whole person for instance and take them gently apart. Not a good Idea. But now take a map of a persons life for instance, and that can be worked very efficiently. The hand is read in the same way. The hand is divided into quarters, and three areas vertically.
                     
               Mercury     3rd. Passive conscious                        Jupiter   2nd.  Active Conscious     
                                                                     Rationabilus
                                                                       Animalus
                                                                     Vegatabilus 
              Luna          4th. Passive Unconscious                     Venus   1st.  Active Subconscious

                          There is some encyclopedic documentation of most of these models sited on WIKIPEDIA. As we compare these models for analyzing hands, stars, Tarot, Caballa, I Ching, we will see some unreconcilable differences between the models, as we compare them to the each of the other disciplines. Not all maps are the same, no matter how similar. learn to recognize the strengths and subtleties of each different type of analytic model. Each map is for the subject of each different types of mediums analysis only. Don't over think. "Not all software is compatible." Joseph Campbell. 

                          1st. The life line is rising from out of the thumb, (Mars, over Venus)   2nd. The line then departs from under the index finger, (Jupiter)  3rd. It then sweeps out toward and past the little finger, (Mercury) 4th. Ending back at the bottom of the hand, (Luna)

The Silent Oracle 2034


                   "Good morning world. Today we have the pleasure of talking with Hermes Trimegistus, the Silent Oracle. How's it going Hermes?"

                   "Can you help me sneak out the back?" "Who let you in here?"

                   "Hermes, I'm Phillip Johnson from the MERCURY PRESS, our listeners want to hear your opinions on the end of the world and why have you chosen now to start speaking again."

                   "I wasn't the guy who said the world was coming to an end, someone heard me discussing the collapse of the universe into a conformal singularity within our lifetimes. I was just working on exotic manifolds in higher order geometry, and the next thing I know I'm prisoner here in ORACA Brussels, Belgium, held up as the "Last Prophet." "I never stopped talking, nobody listens to me." "And by the way my name is George Ladle, not Hermes."

                   "Hermes, George, whatever, Why aren't you in school, you're barely old enough to ride a bike?"
                 
                   "Look you old bastard, I never asked for this attention. My parents shipped me off to this place to learn manners, Mom and Dad didn't like hearing that the sky is rising." "And besides I started making lucky guesses about all kinds of things I'm not supposed to know anything about." "I guess I did get a little too self righteous."

                   "You mean to say you aren't the 23rd Tantric Master of the final days?" "What's with all the devotees, the silk pillows, the fruit offerings?"

                   "Tantric Master?" I don't even know what that means and if I did know I would lie about it because that sounds simply disgusting." "You old people gross me out, always lusting after everything from money, power, fame, adoration, enlightenment." "Look the groupies are really cute, but I thought I had descent parents and I just want to go back to being a normal suburban kid." "I don't care about your stupid newswire or the end of the world, when it happens no one is going to care about it anyways."

                   "But George, you must know you're right, the Far Field Observatories have verified the Cosmological Constant has reached your predicted shock values for unanticipated acceleration?" "Gravitational Lensing Effects are already warping time waves into unsheared light rays of rainbow iridescence." "People already agree, the stars are more beautiful tonight."

                   "That's not the worst of it, I keep having these dreams where we are not the first, or last universes to have been reincarnated en mass, only to blink out" "Every time a universe produces life forms self aware enough to produce these levels of scientific exploration, somewhere a Higg's  Boson reaches permanent stability." "This always has an orbital correspondence interface with the separate dimensions producing a final linear singularity." "The little crime that got me imprisoned here was that I showed how higher order wave space is always reducible back into a subspace using only supergravity." "Physical reality is merely a sub condensate of uniform discontinuity." "I'm sorry I called you an old bastard, any chance you can help me out with a little extraction here?"

                   "George, or Hermes, I'm going to loose my job for this, again, but your parents want you back home, we are free to go." "I do extractions in my sleep." "And as you very well know, we were never here."

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

We Now Return You to Your Regular Programming



                  Cyclical Models are used in almost every Psychic Reading Technology. Be they the 18 character Ogham Script inscribed onto Rune Stones, or the Wheel of Life syncretism mapped out onto the Astrological Mandala, or the Meridians of people getting Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture, or the cyclically symbolic analogies of the (generally nonsensical) hierarchical gender roles and their successive orders of maturation. All of these Bronze Age Spiritual Technologies share in this Meta Formally Logical circular structure. (Meta Formal Logic, is not necessarily logical in the ways that we define logic, Inductively and Deductively today.)

                  The books I read about alternative medicines will invariably hold these Meta Magical cyclical modelings for organizing data. In most of these Subcultural Meta Physics we see practices of data modeling based on comparative Analysis by Analogy.   Implicitly -> A beginning, a middle, and an end. (Boy, Girl, Baby) And then there is always supposed to be the new beginning after a period of rest, death, or winter. <-

                  I'm going to be presenting a new expanded reading list as I know most of you readers haven't seen much on the source documentation of these most elaborate data modelings, each one is an unbelievable Symbology of Coalescent Symmetry in Syncretism, brought to us collectively through an endless series of conflicting improbable histories that should have never have come to be. (You needn't believe, in order to receive.)

                  I will continue to work with Google Analytics with the intention of trying to get a better understanding and appreciation my anonymous readers and your reading habits. (As if anyone has  ever been reading me at all.) My studies go on in the background. Regardless of how my work is being reused by other people over seas, the major themes of the "Zenophile" and the "TEST POST MAGAZINE" will continue to bring you news and entertainment for discriminating readers only. We now return you to your regular programing.
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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

The Boundaries of Contact


Monday, October 28, 2013


                             

                         Sorry 'bout the slow steady pace of the learning in this module of "The Para Psychological Methods." This is not just for our immediate benefit. This work is designed to embrace, adore and affirm even the little children yet to be. If you have been learning from the models of mutual support and understanding you have come to recognize the timelessness of these shared resources.

                         As sensitives we subjectively explore, "Boundaries of Contact." Please keep reading friends. When you read for people you are in fact touching in a way than can be both very loving and disorienting at the same time. You might be saying, "I'm not a reader." But as you read this blog, you're reading me. We all engage Boundaries of Contact.

                         Who are you wonderful people? I look forward to reading for you everyday. Who is that in the Ukraine? And who is that person in Russia that has been reading me in Russia for a long time now? And what about all you people reading me through Indonesian and Malaysian connections. As well all of the new people who are reading me now here in the U. S. Am I making any sense for all of you? Send me a sign. I've blocked the comment pages until I can hook up the chat lines directly. But as I mentioned, this is me reading you in the dark, and the only way I know you is by your; National Traffic Source, Operating Systems and your Browser. So when you read me, I'll try to read for you too.

                          These are some of our experimental Boundaries of Contact. This may not seem very intimate, but in some ways it is more personal than the "Cold Readings" most people expect to get when they go to amateur psychics. As sensitives we all experience boundaries that are  hard to define or identify.