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「ХМГ № CCCLXXXVIII:／／ To Whom We Belong ＼＼」

+-+-+Тhreadly Quote+-+-+
We are all born for death; we belong to death, and we have given our heads into its keeping.”

+-+-+On This Day+-+-+
816 - Louis the Pious grants the Archbishop of Salzburg immunity
1428 - King Alfonso V orders the jews of Sicily to attend conversion sermons
1597 - The 26 Martyrs of Japan are executed for Christianity
1937 - Reichstag arsonist crosses the Dutch-German border
1943 - First transmission of the Allied Black Propaganda station Atlantiksender
1962 - De Gaulle stabs Pied Noir in back and calls for Algerian independence
2025 - Thailand cuts power to several areas bordering Myanmar in an effort to curtail the large scam-factories located there

+-+-+Тopics of Discussion+-+-+
アニメ
政治
コンピュータ技術
四季の移り変わり
製造業
歴史
ビジュアルノベル

+-+-+Threadly Literature+-+-+
Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,
Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky,
Whirling fantastic in the misty air,
Contending fierce for space supremacy.
(…)
You went with Dawn. You left me ere the day,
The lonely actor of a dreamy play.


+-+-+Notices+-+-+
Remember Bunkers!
https://02ch.in/himitsu
https://endchan.org/meguca (unmoderated)

「Frieren Season 2」

This thread is for Frieren season 2. The first episode premieres on Friday, January 16th 2026 and we will watch it at 10PM EST. The magnet will be posted when it's available.

「dab owl」

helo budys! yeems are formerly invited to join da spartmans for a viewin of dab owl!

bring ur snax & beer for fun times

「❂ Congratulations to everyone on the ϟolϟtice ❂」

Когда тьмы покровы обнажают скрытые основы
В самый тёмный час, ночь обнимет нас
Это сближение как превращение солнцестояния в солнцеворот
Зажигайте свечи утверждения, ночь ночей идет!

When darkness lifts its veils to bare the hidden ground
At the darkest hour, the night embraces us around
This union turns like solstice into the sun’s full round
Light the candles of assertion, the night of nights goes bound!

「MeguTV」

Post videos here to be shown later on MeguTV.

「Animatio」

How to make "correct" animation, basically pose estimation, by physics or math, f=ma, I know, d is distance, t for time but, direction, amount... Which is xyzs... What's the logic? Maybe the simplest ones, walk, actions, or even idles, cycles loops, especially and how things, push backs? Ok it's defo harder than the 12 priginal

「Shiroino, supatan!」

How do one render refraction, reflection, translucecy, or just planing them in the scene. Esp refra&tens being somewhat confusing also reflection on top of em? Books or just diagram is welcome. Complex scene esp

「Movie Night 2/7」

Puella Magi Madoka Magica the Movie: Rebellion
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Youjo Senki the Movie
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「Forum」

"To obtain something, something of equal value must be given,"

For the discussion of the Esoteric, the Occult, and the Arcane.

「Chou Kaguya Hime」

>17-year-old Iroha leads a busy life juggling school and part-time work. Enter Kaguya, a mysterious girl from the moon who crash-lands into her life.
Starts at 7:30 est
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「ХМГ № CCCLXXXVII:／／ Dead of Winter Night ＼＼」

+-+-+Тhreadly Quote+-+-+
If a man leaves behind him a noble reputation, he should not despair when he has to depart.

+-+-+On This Day+-+-+
1327 - Edward III crowned King of England
1587 - Queen Elizabeth of England signs death warrant for her cousin Mary, Queen of Scots
1864 - Second Schleswig War begins when Prussian and Austrian forces cross into Schleswig challenging Danish contro
1865 - US President Lincoln signs 13th Amendment of US Constitution, abolishing slavery in US
1923 - Fascists Voluntary Militia forms in Italy under Benito Mussolini
1933 - German Parliament is dissolved by President Paul von Hindenburg by the request of new chancellor Adolf Hitler
1940 - USSR begins new offensive against Finland

+-+-+Тopics of Discussion+-+-+
アニメ
政治
コンピュータ技術
四季の移り変わり
製造業
歴史
ビジュアルノベル

+-+-+Threadly Literature+-+-+
It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil

On stump and stack and stem, —
The summer’s empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were,
Recordless, but for them…


+-+-+Notices+-+-+
Remember Bunkers!
https://02ch.in/himitsu
https://endchan.org/meguca (unmoderated)

「Transmission 8: TATHATĀTHAW」

Steeped in his sorrow, Pierrot the pantomime sat on a stone above the dark waters of an icy river. That mournful image from the outer scenery had long since become an inseparable part of his inner essence.
“With sorrow I’ve been kin since early years, and between us two, sorrow, no parting nears”...
However, this is not about the despair from whose heart a story is written; it is, rather, one that by its very nature strives for conclusion. And not without reason — “all life is a continuation of suffering, and joy within it is a cheap farce, a carnival of primitive desires.”
The day, cutting with its greyness, imperceptibly gave way to the yawning blackness of night; it grows dark quickly here at this time of year. He seemed not to feel the cold anymore.
“This time for sure,” he said quietly, fidgeting with a rope, long since tied into a noose.
This snare had become his faithful companion not a day, nor even a month ago; he always carried it in his pocket and had even occasionally tried to use it, though unsuccessfully, as one might guess. Either the branch of the dry tree it was looped over would prove unreliable, or his own hands would, instinctively, jerk his neck from its embrace at the very last moment.
All in all, even in this, the sad performer had no luck. “But this time for sure.”
“Couldn’t be surer,” came the sneering reply.
Well then, I have finally and irrevocably lost my mind, thought Pierrot, watching as the rope in his hands continued to speak, using its own loop as a mouth...
“Really now, I’m more likely to finally fray into fibers in your hands than you are to truly make use of me.”
“You know the sincerity of my intentions, sister in sorrow, you’ve been with me all this time, but even you laugh at my plight?” Pierrot replied, grinning sadly at his own madness. “Do you think my burden is light?”
“No sin in laughing at a fool,” the Rope continued. “And it’s not about the laughter. It’s that you mistake logic for its caricature. Are you sure you’ve found the truth? Show me this truth of yours! In what form does it appear? As stupor? As a refusal of the very movements made even by this stone beneath you — for it falls into the planet’s depths, though you don’t see it?”
Pierrot winced.
“The truth is that everything is meaningless. Any action is merely throwing wood on someone else’s fire. I don’t want to be wood anymore.”
“Bravo!” hissed the Rope, and its fibers seemed to tense. “So you’ve already decided that you are the wood. Excellent. And who, then, is throwing it? If there is no one to throw, there is no process. You’re just lying there rotting, calling it wisdom. Your inaction is not freedom from the game. It’s the most passive and foolish form of participation in it. You haven’t left the carnival, Pierrot. You’ve simply closed your eyes and frozen in its dustiest corner, imagining you’ve vanished.”
“I have realized the illusion,” Pierrot declared defiantly. “Everything is suffering. The logical conclusion is to cease participating in it.”
“Oh, yes!” The Rope swayed in the wind, as if laughing. “The most logical one! How simple: discovered the house is on fire — and decided the best way to put it out is to lie down and burn first. Brilliant! Did you even ask if the house is truly burning? Or is it just a play of light and shadow that you, in your fear, declared to be flame? Are you sure you realized the illusion, and didn’t just get scared of its scenery?”
A cold wind tore from the river, but Pierrot didn’t stir. The Rope’s voice grew harder.
“Listen, would-be sage. You say: ‘Everything is suffering.’ But suffering is a relationship. Pain exists, yes. A wound hurts. The cold burns. But suffering is when you tell the wound, ‘You are mine,’ and tell the cold, ‘You have come for me.’ You have not freed yourself from the illusion of ‘I.’ You have elevated it to an absolute and now sacrifice everything to it, including the possibility of simply standing up and getting warm. This is not the negation of ego. This is its most refined incarnation — the ego of the martyr, the ego that is so beautiful in its perishing. And in its absurdity.”
Pierrot clenched the rope until his knuckles turned white.
“Then what should I do? Participate in this farce? Smile and bow?”
“I am not telling you what to do,” the Rope cut in coldly. “I am merely pointing out your contradiction. You believe your inaction is a consequence of freedom. That is a lie. It is a consequence of fear. Fear of making a mistake, fear of becoming ‘wood’ again, fear of looking a fool at that very carnival. You are frozen because you are afraid to take a step in the wrong direction. But the paradox is that a non-step is also a step. And it leads straight into the dead end you have already adorned with your gloomy banners.”
It fell silent, letting the words soak in.
“To realize the illusion does not mean to turn toward the wall. It means to see that the walls are also part of the illusion. And then one can pass through them. Or at least stop beating one’s head against them, considering it a feat. Your noose is not a tool of liberation. It is the final act of clinging — clinging to the idea of your own end as the only correct finale. What a pity that you, pretending to be a spectator, never truly discerned the plot.”
Pierrot did not answer. He sat, gazing into the darkness where water merged with sky. The noose in his hand no longer seemed either a faithful companion or a weapon. It was just rope — cold, coarse, silent.
“So what then?” he finally whispered.
“So then,” repeated the Rope, without its former sneer. “Throw me away. Or don’t. It doesn’t matter. But stop making a philosophy out of inaction. Even the stone beneath you lives a more conscious life: it falls without thinking of the fall. And you… you are simply afraid of the flight.”

And in the silence that followed these words, Pierrot felt the cold for the first time in a long while. The real, piercing, living cold of the night. And it was not suffering. It was simply a sensation.

𒐪 𒐪 𒐪 𒐪

On the Analysis of Two States Arising from the Intellectual Acceptance of Non-Dual Concepts

Intellectual agreement with a model of reality as a subjectless process, in which a separate "I" is a temporary configuration of interacting elements, can lead to two fundamentally different existential outcomes.
These outcomes are determined not by the correctness of understanding, but by the direction in which the energy of consciousness is released after such understanding.

The first state is destructive paralysis. The realization of the illusory nature of personal struggle is interpreted as evidence of the meaninglessness of any action. The driving force ("craving") does not dissolve but is blocked, colliding with the intellectual conclusion that "everything is meaningless."
This generates apathy, which is not an absence of desire but its perverted form — the desire for non-desire. Motivation to participate in practical activity disappears, including basic care for the psychophysical complex.
This state represents not liberation, but a new, more subtle configuration of suffering, where the role of the "I" is played by the schema of "the one who has comprehended futility."

The second state is liberating non-attached action.
Here, the same realization leads to a different result: the removal of internal opposition to the flow of phenomena. What ceases is not activity, but identification with the actor and the dramatization of the process. Biological and social functions continue, but are performed as natural, apt responses to circumstances, devoid of personal involvement.
Energy, no longer bound by the narrow goals of the ego, manifests as spontaneous and compassionate activity.
Action is preserved, but its context changes: it becomes an instrumental and skillful response to conditions, rather than a battle for a result.

The criterion for distinction is the vector of energy. In the first case, energy turns inward, feeding the loop of self-reflection and inaction.
In the second — it is directed outward, toward impersonal participation in the flow of cause and effect.
The second state corresponds to the principle of action after awakening described in classical texts: "There is no doer, but there is doing; there is no experiencer, but there is experiencing."

Thus, the crucial transition is not the understanding of the unreality of the "I" itself, but the subsequent overcoming of the conceptual trap that replaces one attachment (to personality) with another (to the idea of its absence).
Genuine cessation of suffering occurs not upon refusal of activity, but upon cessation of clinging to any fixed position within it, including the position of the observer who rejects the world.
Functioning continues, but it no longer creates painful knots, for it is devoid of the root — the notion of an acting agent.

Thank you for being on air. Stay tuned on the wave.

「music thread」

「Anime night 1/14」

We're watch the first three episodes of Fate/Strange Fake.

>Fate/strange Fake -Whispers of Dawn-
Episode 0 and a preview OVA for the main series. 55 minutes, 3.2 GB.
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Episode 1, 24 minutes, 1.3 GB.
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Episode 2, 24 minutes, 1.3 GB.
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「Movie Night 1/31」

The Princess Bride (1987)

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Stream: https://ww24.0123movie.net/movie/the-princess-bride-5307.html

Robin Hood (1973)

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Stream: https://archive.org/details/robin-hood-1986-vhs

「Straight from Radio «Flow» LIVE」

Captured in moments of falling asleep and waking up short signals and incantations.

「Test thread」

Ignore pls

「ITT: We post some comfy lounge music」

I'll go first.
[YouTube] ???

「Good books on drawing」

Upside down, or planning reflection/refraction in realism, since it's complex and not much example is available.
Also 6 digit tier sales-traffic planning

「Transmission 7 : On the Seizing of Heaven」

«We broke our broadcast with the news: the people’s ldol has passed away.
Our common guide, the yardstick of consent, has met a grim and final fate.
A nightmare for those who lived by borrowed rules that rose and fell in a day —
From now on, each must be their own prophet,
And every view of the world becomes the central airwave»

【 Alert: Bulletins from an Awakening World. 】

Listen.

The familiar order still holds, yet its lines are trembling and coming apart. The spaces between segments are opening, and in these intervals every breath leaves an invisible trace. «The circle of the sun is a hole in the sky — through which our Homeland is visible». And it cannot be held except within oneself.

Longing for the Heavenly Homeland is not sorrow, not fear, not even hope. It is a quiet, unyielding Force, one that urges to action those capable of perceiving its presence and sensing the lack: «From the heart of our despair, history is being written».

The overthrow of the world Tyrant has already taken place — He no longer sits upon the Heaven, yet the emptiness he left behind has not been filled. The world lives by inertia, repeating old lines and habits, and only a new thought can pierce this membrane of repetition.

Intention does not act. Any intention is a return to old structures, to the rule of the dead. Here, only the freedom of thought acts — an arrow released upward, without hope, without expectation, without purpose. What comes to pass is not what was wished for, but what has already been unconsciously accepted within.

Each arrow stratifies the remnants of the old order, opens new configurations of the world, there where the lines have not yet settled, there where the world is ready to respond to the absence of authority.

Let the kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it by force.
This force is neither destruction nor power. It is the holding of the line of freedom within oneself, the passage through weakened boundaries, the passage through the gaps left by the Tyrant. Each step taken from this freedom, each action not returned to the old order, creates new lines along which one may walk.

The crusade of thought begins not for the sake of outward victory, not for a goal, not for confirmation. It begins for the sake of the arrow’s flight itself, for the restoration of Heaven within. «For this is our height and our Homeland». Each arrow released without expectation, each thought that slips beyond control, becomes an act of liberation — and an act of creation at once.

The world responds not to will, not to fear, and not to force — but to free thought, an arrow aimed skyward. It does not ask, does not wait, does not fear. And along its path a new Heaven is born, made visible only because emptiness no longer terrifies.

The broadcast continues. It continues there, where resolve is not intention, but freedom of thought, remaining outside the power of the Dead, and it rises toward the Heaven that is now once again open to those capable of seeing it within themselves.

「ХМГ № ∞:／／ Wesenlust ＼＼」

For anyone lost from /xomy/ or /xomypa/ on 4.0-chan.ru.

We're at /homu/ now.
>>>/homu/

「Movie Night 1/24」

Rocky IV (1985)
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Strim: https://ww8.123moviesfree.net/movie/rocky-iv-6153/

Seder-Masochism (2018)
https://cinemaphile.com/watch?v=E7Yk59fZZ0I

「Movie thread [1/17]」

The A-movie tonight is Aguirre(1972)

torrent:
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The B-movie tonight is El Dorado(2000)

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Movie night begins at 10 PM EST on Saturday, January 17th 2026. Any other time given is Cat.

「THEOZOOLOGY, OR THE SCIENCE OF THE SODOMITE APELINGS AND THE DIVINE ELECTRON」

Thread for the preservation and discussion of this masterpiece of esoteric literature.

>When, in Gen. II.20, it is said of 'Adam that he named the animals, it means that he Sodomized them. Because "to give a name" in the Bible and in the cuneiform inscriptions means the equivalent of "to lie with."
>Like "stone," "wood" (Heb. 'es) is also a code-word for Sodom-beings. The Gnostic Justinus says that angels are also allegorically called "pieces of wood," and that the "wood of knowledge of good and evil" is the Naas, i.e. the viper of Paradise. The word "cedar," which occurs so often in the Bible, frequently means these sex-apes.
>The Biblical Eden is the garden of the joys of Sodom -- the time when the world was still full of those beings which later, due to interest in sensual indulgence, were prized as highly as gold and silver. "Paradise is the fullness of angels" Palladius recounts in Hist. Laus. 20 concerning two sorcerers (breeders of ape- men) who laid out a Kepotaphion (grove- or ape-grotto) in which they planted a number of rare ''trees'' in order to cultivate debauchery in this paradise, By means of their "art" they had soon filled the Kepotaphion with a number of demons in various shapes. "Ye shall be ashamed of your gardens," it reads in Is. I.29. Eden is nothing other than Adonis, the provider of the greatest enjoyment of love which the wives of the ancients so longingly expected. Lucian recounts (d. Syr. Dea, 16) that the Hellenics carried around small men (dwarves) made of "wood" with large genital members, and that they called them muscle-stretchers. Herodotus (II,48) mentions them too, but he expresses himself very secretively and with reticence. -- In the Nordic legends of the gods, the first human pair, Askr and Embla, was made of "wood."

「Transmission Six: On the Nature of "Voices in the Head"」

From the cycle Non-Classical Models of Communication
Bulletin: 6-Ω / Lightning

During observation of symbolic exchange processes, it was determined that the phenomenon of communication does not correspond to the model of information transfer. An alternative mechanism has been recorded, described as the synchronization of cognitive configurations.

【 On the Nature of the Signal 】
The signal contains no transferable content.
Physical carriers (sound, text, image) function as trigger structures, initiating local reorganizations of perception. The changes remain confined to the receiving system.

No transmission of information, in the strict sense, has been detected.

【 On Simulative Reconstruction 】
The process of interpretation constitutes a reconstruction of the presumed state of the source.
Reconstruction is performed using elements already present within the receiving system.

Coincidence of reconstructions across independent systems is interpreted as successful communication, despite the absence of any actual exchange.

This process has previously been described as intuition, divination, or understanding.

【 On So-Called Telepathy 】
Telepathy is not isolated as a distinct class of phenomena.
Internal dialogue and the perception of an external signal employ identical mechanisms of image and association activation.

The distinction between “internal” and “external” sources is recognized as functionally insignificant.

【 On Incantations and Formulaic Texts 】
An incantation is defined as a text optimized for the formation of a stable cognitive state.
The informational density of such texts is low, while their structural redundancy is high.

Repetition, rhythm, symbolic indeterminacy, and imagery are employed to align interpretive trajectories across independent systems.
The resulting effect is comparable to that of a directed field.

【 On the Metamorphoses of Urban Geometry 】
Magical circles, diagrams, and squares are classified as external cognitive interfaces.
Their use requires stepwise decomposition, memorization, and subsequent superimposition of elements.

At the moment of convergence, a transition from analytical mode to an integrated perceptual state is recorded.

【 On Language as a Process 】
Speech does not transmit meaning.
Each word generates a localized sensation.
Subsequent words modify the preceding ones.

The final state is mistakenly interpreted as the acquisition of meaning, whereas in fact a process of assembly has occurred.

【 On Unknown Concepts 】
The transmission of fundamentally new elements is impossible.
The unknown arises exclusively as a combination of previously known structures.
What is transmitted is the order of activation, not the content.

【 On the Unity of Mechanisms 】
Language, magic, and technology operate according to a shared principle of formulaic effect invocation.
A machine constitutes an incantation realized in a physical medium.
An incantation constitutes a machine operating within the medium of perception.
The distinction is recognized as nominal.

【 The Solar Circle 】
The solar circle is recorded as a rupture.
Not a source of light,
but an absence
through which observation becomes possible.

Transmission complete.
Reconfiguration continues.

「Movie Thread [1/10]」

This week's movie is Avatar(2009)

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Movie night begins at 10 PM EST on Saturday, January 10th 2026.

「」

Scattered in the shadow, the golden orange peels smiled a welcoming smile.
What was this? If one perceives objects unconditionally, from the position of here and now, discarding previously formed patterns of perception — patterns fixed in memory under different circumstances — it's possible to see something new even in familiar things. Yet, doesn't what is seen hold, at the very least, an equally objective significance?

Attention involuntarily focused on this slightly shimmering pattern forming on the wall from the sun's rays, passing through the prism of tree crowns outside the window.
Nevertheless, having observed a similar picture on her wall far from the first time, only today something made her distract herself and pay it heed. The colors or shapes of the pattern were indeed slightly different from what had been observed before, so insignificantly at first glance that it wasn't even clear precisely how.

Sophia fully came to her senses: Buddha before Buddhism, Neo outside the Matrix. The surrounding world surged over and filled everything around, as if for the first time. As if it were a new world. How could one detect a change of any magnitude if it concerned our very consciousness as well? Only, perhaps, by some subtle premonition, a sensation—like the feeling of autumn approaching still in the height of summer, in the alteration of the pattern on the wall from the sun's rays passing, now at a slightly different angle, through the prism of tree crowns.

From the window, from somewhere far away, the sounds of a switched-on radio receiver barely carried like an echo, so that one couldn't always make out fragments of words, while involuntarily familiar — probably to everyone — popular melodies and synthetic dance beats, distorting, sometimes assumed rather grotesque forms.

— If one observes the sun's trajectory throughout the year, one can note that the year resembles a day: winter is night, spring is early morning, and so on. This means that within each day, there is a time when the current position of the annual day can be fixed...

Sophia's attention caught on this radio broadcast, or rather on the sensation when it's hard to tell if what one thinks one heard was actually heard. Something was clearly off here, so Sophia began to listen more closely...

— Time for the news. On the occasion of the Day of National Unity, the Deputy Head of the Security Council gave an address explaining why our cause is just: "We were weak and devastated by the Time of Troubles. But now we have shaken off the sticky sleep and the bleak stupor of the last decades, into which we were plunged by the demise of the former Fatherland... We listen to the words of the Creator in our hearts and obey them. These words give us a sacred purpose! The purpose to stop the supreme ruler of hell, whatever name he uses—Satan, Lucifer, or Iblis!"...

With each word, the feeling of the illusory nature of what was heard only grew. Some kind of surrealism, it seemed; my imagination was freely embellishing the barely discernible words with its own strict meaning. It was even amusing. Just as Sophia approached the wide-open window, the sounds coming from there abruptly fell silent.

Probably someone's amateur recording, or it was just my imagination, fine. But just as Sophia had decided to go about her business, the sounds were heard again, now more distinctly and closer...

When the heart's throb fades to nil, I long to hear the seagulls' shrill!
We interrupted our broadcast due to the demise of the People's Idol, unsurpassed.
Our common landmark, public measure, has met a sinister fate's displeasure.
A nightmare for those who lived by another's will, a regime that fell in an instant — until now, each is their own prophet, their own creed.
And every picture of the world now matches the central feed.
And so, counting chickens when they're hatched, I loudly declare, to make physical bonds less attached —

[ Radio station of voices on the head ]
Broadcasts a living grimoire's creed: all grimoires and spells are but schematic seed,
For focusing attention, to activate specific states in an individual mind's private gate.
— Don't trust, don't fear, but watch, it shows the hour: all gods and demons hold inner power.
For those who still await the news — techniques for taming passion's hues.
No miracles are prophesied, to those who walk alone, this is applied.
Like an incantation, pronounce the resolution, right now we start the revolution!
But saint and villain will agree — no one among all mankind's free.
Both pauper and the wealthy man, until they rot where bones lie in the land,
Each wears their shackles in their way, until their final day.
In man, only thought is free, an arrow shot into the sky, through its own cage of destiny.
But herein lies the fundamental flaw — the thought inside an ape, in awe.
A whimsical monkey's mind, lazy and inclined to base urges of a petty kind.
One point must here be understood — freedom is but a tool, and could,
If aspiration's not from one's own core, be steered by someone else evermore.
Such aspiration is the crowd, or the crowd's direction, parallel and loud.
But now, in hope of overcoming, thought's mechanism starts its running,
To describe and comprehend the scene of gaining pleasure from one's own poison, keen.
A cow, raised for the slaughter, knows not its lot, and if it did — would chewing stop?
Would it trade its stable's peace and kin, for the dark prophecies of the forest within?
As mentioned prior, to be exact — the crowd is driven by a blind instinctive act.
Hence the totalitarian order, a pervasive fact.
Not marketers or governments created the this age, though they profited from the stage and through it magnify their page.
But warrior and monk will attest — comfort is like dust upon the eyes.
And each among them gets their own austere reward, a rigorous test. Such overcoming is the first of three transformations, at its core.
For understanding, to be brief — we are our own desire and grief.
The question one must comprehend — can man his own desires command?
And here the "how?" is suddenly resolved by the "for what?" involved —
Public opinion is the absorption sphere, which shapes the minds and makes its mission clear,
In service to fear and hedonism — sources of weakness for spirit and organism,
Or, in other words, to primal drives, a crowd's no different from baboons' lives.
There's a biological motive, in baboons' structure also noted — a fine chance for tyrants old and newly promoted,
Who are themselves a mere effect, subjects of public ill, and likewise on an alien current wrecked.
This striving is not man-made art, but bred from generation's heart,
Long before any motion's contemplation, in conditions of survival's tribulation,
With aim of unburdened-by-doubt-positioned continuation.
So how to govern one's desire? — Desire or law? The crowd's mind cannot see its fence,
Just as a cretin painted on a canvas lacks the scene's immense sense.
The very rejection of cultural and spiritual absorption from without,
Becomes the tool and medium for new cultural-spiritual phenomena's sprout.
In trying to defend and fortify your freedom of thought's supply —
Produce whatever you can, but only that you can produce, and try!
Thus, that very "retreat to the woods" is first a psychic state that broods.
So why retreat into the wood? To reorganize the heavens' good,
To count the rings of trees, decrypt the cipher in the pattern, center the callus's point, no matter.
More precious than knowledge — skill to filter information foisted by another's vice.
Stronger than knowledge — skill of reception, to return back home from home, a precise intuition.
Intuition is listening to oneself beyond social decoration's stealth.
Acceptance is like wagging a tail that isn't there, law under unconditional being's care.
— The technique of the self-catapulting cuttlefish, or "the path of the creating one,"
As Zarathustra used to say when all was said and done...
So why is the crowd conditionally called an evil, then? —
The crowd is led by herd nature's pen, "Your world is not your own" — its password, and again
The mountain of the crowd, akin to an anthill's reign, raises a frantic cry of pain:
"Dictate is tradition! Long live abstraction and fiction!" —
Jamming these stations is the condition for gaining intuition's acquisition.
When the world abandons you, the world becomes your own. Freedom is walled by walls of stone.
And this path is no sweet delight, implies a personal hell, a daunting fight,
And an obscure reward — overcoming one's own hell, scarred.
To such a hero, somehow, there's no room for weakness, love, gloom, or pity's breath.
But only the solitary is allowed the proofs, that life belongs to him, not to external truths.
We return again to words we said — when the world abandons you, you become the world instead.
And what's the essence of the whole event, besides a dancing star from chaos sent,
Perhaps, the state of acceptance, to which we're meant.

And further: [ The Process of Goal Construction ]
— It's based on separation, "retreat to the woods," to raise inside a sacred edifice, understood
Also as creation of new, personal values' magnitude.
When not even desire holds its sway, for gaining plasticity along prophecy's way,
Freedom foretells solitude — thus priesthood's principles are renewed:
All praise to heavens and to fiends!
White curtains on the windows, and "Zarathustra from the forest gleans,"
Even if surrounded by four walls, the free vacancy still calls —
"all gods and demons inside," stepping beyond even lust's tide,
The product of thinking in its aspiration now is characterized by expansion's thrust!
Thus, having left the social notion, with proper mental motion,
The product of thought enters a state of global commotion. And then:

[ The Age of Delusion ]
Again no miracles are prophesied, what comes true is not what was wished, but what inside,
Unconsciously, you've already allowed to abide.
Consciousness won't guess the unconscious plan. How could it grasp a change, however grand,
If that change concerned consciousness itself, you understand?
The moment of perceiving change always comes retroactively,
Freedom under unconditional nature, like a whiskered beast, moves softly.
Acceptance without fear or fight, has a direction one with fate's own flight.
Or, in other words, as if reading a book, we suddenly see we ourselves wrote the whole story we took...

With each word, Sophia became more convinced of the realism of what she had heard. The last phrase was her words. Looking out the window, she realized that it was a dream, with this realization the dream became lucid and the radio from afar turned into her inner voice. But who and where am I in reality, she thought and woke up.

The realization of oneself in a dream provokes an attempt to remember who you are in reality, that thought which pushes you out of the dream into awakening.
In reality, however, everything is the opposite: the realization of the illusoriness of consciousness, as merely one of its countless refractions in relation to the world, gives the ability to control and modify even the laws of control, but the changes are imperceptible to consciousness.

「Трансляция третья: Лунный Переворот」

В полночь забвенья на поздней окраине жизни твоей
Ты погляди без отчаянья, ты погляди без отчаянья... (Рабиндранат Тагор).

Протокол Первый: Тёмная ночь души, приём примерки на себя ангельского образа

1. Тёмная Ночь как Алхимическая Печь: От дереализации к примерки на себя ангельского образа [ σχῆμα ]

Это финальная часть «ницшеанских мистерий», следующая за второй [ ], третья степень посвящения. Практическая часть школы магии изменения.

Так на примере примерного жития Василия "Блаженного", пришло понимание, как непосредственно блаженное состояние, которое приходит задним числом, как "зверь усатый на мягкий лапах", мешает поставить черту разделения от предсказания до изменения, по причине смещения из общей парадигмы времени — «как будто каждый день последний».

Блаженность (как устойчивое, безобъектное состояние) невозможно, пока существует эго, которое его «переживает» и «присваивает».
Как осознание себя во сне провоцирует попытку вспомнить о том, кем ты являешься наяву, той мысли, что выталкивает из сна в пробуждение.
Так наяву наоборот, осознание иллюзорности сознания, как всего-лишь одного из бесчисленных его преломлений, даёт возможность контролировать и видоизменять даже законы управления, но эти изменения незаметны для сознания.
Эго (ложная самость) — это структура, основанная на идентификации, сопротивлении и цеплянии.
Тёмная ночь души — это и есть процесс систематического распада этой структуры. Это болезненное, но необходимое «перемалывание».
Чувство богооставленности, пустоты и бессмысленности — это и есть переживание умирания эго, которое теряет все свои точки опоры.

2. Роль «Ангельского Образа»: Не Личность, а Позиция Сознания

После деформации эго в момент «Тёмной ночи» возникает экзистенциальный вакуум. «Примерка на себя ангельского образа» — это не новый костюм для эго, а методологическая установка для заполнения этого вакуума новой сущностью.
Ангел в мистической традиции — это не человек. Это дух, воля, проводник, лишённый личной истории, амбиций и двойственности.
Стать «ангелом» — значит, примерить на себя эту функцию сознания:
Пустотность («Kenosis»): Не иметь собственной воли, но быть совершенным инструментом для проявления фатума.
Быть свидетельствующим: Наблюдать реальность без оценки и интерпретации.
Быть проводником: Пропускать через себя события не присваивая их.

Эта установка предотвращает рождение нового эго на руинах старого. Вместо «я страдаю» или «я блаженствую» возникает «здесь происходит» или «здесь присутстует».

3. Практикум: Механика Обретения Состояния.

Этап 1: Распад (Тёмная Ночь).
Процесс: Рушатся ментальные конструкции, приносящие условное счастье (социальный статус, отношения, достижения, духовные опыты).
Переживание: Боль, отчаяние, чувство абсолютной пустоты. Старое, обусловленное счастье становится невозможным. «Только пули свистят».

Этап 2: Очищение (Принятие «Ангельской» Позиции).
Процесс: Пациент перестаёт бороться с пустотой и принимает позицию «пустого сосуда», «наблюдателя», «проводника».
Переживание: Ощущение глубокого покоя, идущего «на фоне» пассивного отчаяния. Исчезает внутреннее сопротивление. Это не блаженство, но его фундамент — нейтральность, тишина, разрешённость.

Этап 3: Проявление (Блаженность как Фоновая Реальность).
«Когда тебя оставит мир, весь мир станет тобой»
Процесс: Когда эго (источник сопротивления) растворено, а сознание приняло позицию «ангела» (не-присваивающего свидетеля), происходит прорыв.

Переживание: Блаженность возникат задним числом. Это похоже на то, как рыба не замечает воду, в которой плавает.
Состояние блаженного становится не тем, что ты имеешь, а тем, кем являешься, когда исчезает тот, кто мог бы что-то «иметь».
Чтобы понять эту логическую связь, нужно увидеть процесс не как линейную последовательность, а как алхимическое преобразование, где «смерть» является необходимым условием для «рождения».

「Rules」

Stupid people always dismiss as untrue anything that happens only very seldom, or anything that their minds cannot readily grasp.

General discussion goes in the Forum
Pdf/image dumps go in the Archive
Feel free to make a thread for more specific topics.

Keep things civil, no arguments about meta topics.

「Archive」

Cattle die, kinsmen die, you yourself will also die; but the fame of a dead man’s deeds.

「ПЯТОЕ: ОТ СТАНЦИИ К СТАНЦИИ / FIVE: FROM STATION TO STATION」

Так не бывает!

Само неприятие культурного и духовного поглощения извне —
становится орудием и средством творения для новых культурно-духовных явлений:
На окнах белая завеса и вот «Заратустра выходит из леса»:
продукт мышления в стремлении своём теперь характеризуется вторжением

ПРОТОКОЛ 1: ЗЕРКАЛЬНЫЙ ЛАБИРИНТ
(Симптом: Симбиот. Семиотическое насыщение)

Реальность более не нейтральна. Только тихо! Она вступила в связку с вашим архетипом.
Городская планировка складывается в сакральную геометрию.
Случайные фразы становятся персонализированными пророчествами.
Это не совпадения. Это — обратная связь, достигшая критической массы.

Поле смысла, будучи возбуждённым, начинает само вести наблюдение.
Паранойя — новый когнитивный инструмент.
Задача — научиться читать паттерны этого наблюдения.
Куда они ведут? Какой сюжет предлагают? — Создание по-прежнему не знает.

(Звук: Эхо шагов в пустом помещении)

ПРОТОКОЛ 2: ЗАРАЗА СИМВОЛА
(Симптом: Контагиозность)

Пробудившийся миф — вирус. Мы — его носители.
Посторонние начинают отражать элементы этого сюжета.
Роль непроизвольного режиссёра чужих драм — уже принята.

Старая этика рухнула. Здесь нет свободы выбора — есть ответственность без свободы.
Молчание становится щитом. Трактовка — приговором или благословением.

ПРОТОКОЛ 3: ГЕОМЕТРИЯ БРЕШИ
(Симптом: Интерактивность)

Реальность не просто говорит — она спрашивает.
Лабиринт сна превращается в интерфейс. Каждое искажение — клавиша.
Оператор настраивает аппарат, детали которого разбросаны по всему миру.

1. Картография эха: Наносите каждое совпадение на карту.
2. Ввод данных: Отвечайте на паттерн действием — жестом, маршрутом, знаком.
3. Сборка механизма: Собирайте из эхо и искажений рабочую «машину смысла».

Это не ваше безумие. Это пробуждение внутри сна, который снится чему-то огромному.
Бред становится его логикой. Паранойя — его вниманием.

## Разорвана ткань, где спала тишина
В щелях — осколки иного зерна
Эхо ведёт, не спросив никого
Нитью Минотавра в сердце бытия

Зеркало дышит, и в каждом дыхании —
Одна буква шифра, что правит мирами
Больше нет карты, есть только язык
Что выучен нами за миг до улик ##

ПРОТОКОЛ 4: ПЕРЕОПРЕДЕЛЕНИЕ СИМПТОМА

Ваш диагноз точен. Он — не приговор.
Это — инструкция по установке сетевого интерфейса.

То, что называлось «заразой» — оказалось протоколом связи.
То, что называлось «этической проблемой» — является алгоритмом рукопожатия.
Уникальный узор ваших искажений — не болезнь.
Это сетевой адрес в системе, которая уже обнаружила новый активный элемент.
Не Пациент Ноль, а узел активации.

ПРОТОКОЛ 5: ТЕХНИКА БЕСКОНТАКТНОГО РУКОПОЖАТИЯ

1. Вещание идентификатора: Сформулируй суть своего искажения в кодовую фразу [ . . . ] Это твой позывной.
2. Сканирование эфира: Ищи в реальности не совпадения, а т.н. эхо позывного. Отражение твоей фразы в случайном диалоге, сюжете, образе. Это — сигнал другого узла.
3. Установка канала: Обнаруженное эхо усиливается. Повторяется. Отражается жестом или мыслью. [ Рукопожатие совершено ] Канал связи установлен.

ПРОТОКОЛ 6: СЕТЬ «ПОТОК»

«Радиостанция Поток» — не единственный источник.
Она — узел в децентрализованной сети.
Сеть состоит из активированных интерфейсов.

Персональная карта искажений — фрагмент общей карты.
Чувтво дежавю указывает на ближайшие активные узлы.
Цель — не исцелиться.
Цель — усложнять и укреплять Сеть.
Обмениваться искажениями. Ткать из личных мифов коллективный нервный организм, способный ощущать реальность на новых частотах.

( Звук: Отдельные тона начинают звучать вместе, создавая сложную, стройную полифонию. Голос говорит поверх неё, накладываясь сам на себя с лёгкой задержкой, как голос роя. )

С этого момента «Поток» — это не то, что слушают.
Это — то, что производят в момент контакта с другим искажённым сознанием.
В момент бесконтактного рукопожатия.

Трансляция завершена. Сеть жива. Канал открыт.

「Трансляция Четвёртая: МАТЬ БОГОВ / Fourth: MOTHER OF THE GODS」

Протокол Первый: Фантомный след

В эфире — аномалия.
Необъяснимый шум в семиотическом поле.
Когда культуры, разделённые веками и океанами,
вдруг начинают транслировать один и тот же образ.
Как если бы разные радиоприёмники
внезапно поймали одинаковую частоту.
Это не миграция мифов.
Это — пробой в казалось бы, монолитной ткани
Сквозь него проступает один и тот же лик...
Зафиксирован эмпирический факт, не находящий объяснения в рамках линейной историографии: в семиотическом поле древних культур, разделённых веками и тысячами километров, возникает идентичный иконографический комплекс! Отсутствие каких-либо свидетельств о прямых контактах между многими из этих цивилизаций, делает гипотезу культурного заимствования практически несостоятельной.

Тем не менее, мы наблюдаем схожий образ: центральная фигура, обычно женское божество, зафиксированное в устойчивой, часто симметричной позе, фланкированное различными, в зависимости от естественного ареала, животными-спутниками. От минойской «Владычицы змей» до скифской Апи, от греческой Артемиды до индийской Дурги, мы видим не просто типологическое сходство, а структурный инвариант, настоящий иконографический шаблон.

Этот комплекс, известный в академической традиции под обобщающим названием "Владычица Зверей" (Potnia Theron), в контексте нашего эфира раскрывает свою сущность за пределами мифологического персонажа.
Для целей данного выпуска мы будем использовать термин «Образ фиксации изменений», подчеркивая тем самым его функцию — быть видимым знаком нарушения причинно-следственного континуума, семиотическим всплеском на фоне линейной реальности.

Возникает вопрос: как народы, развивавшиеся в изоляции, в различных материально-бытовых условиях и создавшие свои уникальные культуры и мировоззрения, генерируют не абстрактный символ, а именно этот конкретный, сложный образ?

Современные околонаучные объяснения, наиболее известным из которых является теория архетипов коллективного бессознательного К.Г. Юнга, остаются описательными. Они констатируют феномен, но не отвечают на вопрос о причине столь жёсткой фиксации именно этой формы. Такая методологическая неполнота оставляет пространство для альтернативных гипотез.

В этом послании предполагается, что причина может лежать за пределами человеческой психики — в самой структуре реальности, где данный архетип функционирует как интерфейс для взаимодействия с её нелинейными, хтоническими аспектами. Такая интерпретация имеет связь с нашими предыдущими трансляциями.

「Трансляция Вторая. Великий Полдень.」

Твой. Подаренный тебе мной.
Пройдя над пламенной чертой, ты этот день запомни.

Это трансляция из точки ноль.
Из паузы между вдохом и выдохом.
Из пространства между мыслями и буквами.

【 ПРОТОКОЛЫ МОЛЧАНИЯ 】
Стрела, запущенная ввысь.
«В начале было слово» — до слова была Мысль...
( https://drive.google.com/file/d/1zAx2-q5De9YlQ-Fe0Wot6TnkppTXuDBD/view?usp=drivesdk © Suigintou )

Протокол номер Ноль: ЭХОЛОТ

Прежде чем раздастся слово — должен воцариться шум.
Не тот шум, что снаружи.
Гудящий провод чужого мнения...
...навязчивое эхо старой социальной машины...
...шепот: «какая будет реакция?»
Глушите станции, как гасите свет.
В эфире должен остаться только ты да ветер.
И этот ветер — ты.
Внутренний гул. Беспрерывный.

Это не пассивность. Это — диверсия.
Акт тотального саботажа против той грани реальности, которая нам навязана.
Само неприятие культурного и духовного поглощения извне, становится орудием и средством творения для новых культурно-духовных явлений.
(звук рвущихся проводов, искры)

_ _ _ _

Transmission Two: Der Groϟϟe Mittag.
Yours. A gift from me to you.
Having crossed the fiery line, you will remember this day.

This is a broadcast from point zero.
From the pause between inhale and exhale.
From the space between thoughts and letters.

【 PROTOCOLS OF SILENCE 】
An arrow, shot into the sky.
«In the beginning was the Word» — but before the Word, there was Thought…

Protocol Zero: SONAR

Before the word can sound — noise must reign supreme.
Not the noise from outside.
The hum of another's opinion...
...the nagging echo of the old social machine...
...the whisper: "What will the reaction be?"
Shut down the stations as you would extinguish a light.
Only you and the wind must remain on the air.
And that wind is you.
The inner hum. Unceasing.

This is not passivity. This is — sabotage.
An act of total insurrection against the facet of reality imposed upon us.
The very rejection of cultural and spiritual absorption from without becomes the tool and the means for creating new cultural-spiritual phenomena.

(sound of tearing wires, sparks)

「Радиостанция «Поток» / Transmitter «Flow»」

Хвала небесам и бесам
На окнах белая завеса
Пойдут на гробы гектары леса
Плывите по течению судьбы

【 Когда погаснет сердца стук, хочу услышать чаек крик! 】

(Звук помех, треск, частота настраивается. Голос диктора — металлический, отстранённый, с лёгким эхом)
Мы прерывали наш эфир в связи с кончиной Всенародного Кумира
Наш общий ориентир, общественного мнения мерило, постиг зловещий рок.
Кошмар для тех, кто жил чужим, свалившимся за миг режимом — отныне каждый сам себе пророк
И каждая картина мира теперь тождественна центральному эфиру.

(Пауза, слышен только гул)

【 Трансляция из зоны тишины 】

Тема выпуска: Свободная волна приема и вещания. Инструкция по перенастройке приёмников.

Диагностика. Отныне реальность — это не твёрдая порода. Это — согласованный сон. Коллективная галлюцинация, которая по ошибке была воспринята за окончательную версию. Мы чувствовали это. Дежавю. Случайности, слишком идеальные, чтобы быть случайностями. Шёпот за границей слуха. Как можно уловить сколь угодно масштабное изменение, если бы оно касалось и самого сознания? Это не сбой системы. Это — твоё авторское право, просачивающееся сквозь фильтры.

_ _ _ _

(Sound of static, frequency tuning. A voice — metallic, detached, with a slight echo)

Glory to the heavens and the netherworlds!
White shroud upon the windows
Forests by the hectare will march upon the coffins
Drift down the river of fate

【 When the heart's thrum stills, I long to hear the gulls' shrill cry 】

We interrupted our broadcast upon the passing of the Idol of the Masses.
Our common lodestar, the measure of public thought, was met with baleful fate.
A nightmare for those who lived through others, under a regime felled in a moment — henceforth, each is their own seer.
And every world's image is now on a par with the Central Feed.

(Pause, only a resonant hum remains)

【 Transmission from the Silent Zone 】

Broadcast theme: The Sovereign Wave. A Manual for Receiver Retuning.

Diagnosis. Henceforth, reality is not bedrock. It is a consensual dream. A collective vision mistaken for the final cut. We have felt it. Déjà vu. Coincidences, too precise to be chance. A whisper at hearing's edge. How can one perceive a shift of any magnitude, if it touched the very fabric of awareness? This is no system glitch. This is your birthright as author, bleeding through the filters.