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!
Beneath the blue sky there is a Clockwork City, where they neither wait nor sow.
The Fourth Protocol: an example of broadcasting through Moses' burning bush.
But our main posts, as a rule, are erased in the moment of awakening.
Опять не поняли друг друга видимо.
Ну не болейте там. Свидимся может.
Заходите, только не споткнитесь по пути, где под ноги разбросали белые шубы дубы.
Congratulations on the arrival of the New Era.
>>30624 #
the memory of the totality is infinite, but perception does not provide where an object in a local coordinate system situated in infinite space, thus perception only deal with local things; the agent (a mathematical tool) may assign coordinates for objects, therefor also coordinate system
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We are stones that revived for a moment to perceive position of the monumentPOST DELETED BY 'witch'
>the memory of the totality
What is the evidence of its existence?
A 'piece of lava' that solidified millions of years ago, now a segment of the road where I walk on every day, is a consequence of those times and processes — but not a memory, because only consciousness is capable of possessing the sensation of memory. The sensation of memory is an evaluation.
And if this is true, it opens up a wide range of possibilities for creative manipulation.
We're accustomed to perceiving phenomen of manipulation as something bad, but if everything is manipulation, then the alternative, under this monopoly, might not be the worst solution, right?
We are stones that revived for a moment to perceive position of the monument
>>51989 #
>the memory of the totality
What is the evidence of its existence?
A 'piece of lava' that solidified millions of years ago, now a segment of the road where I walk on every day, is a consequence of those times and processes — but not a memory, because only consciousness is capable of possessing the sensation of memory. The sensation of memory is an evaluation.
And if this is true, it opens up a wide range of possibilities for creative manipulation.
We're accustomed to perceiving phenomen of manipulation as something bad, but if everything is manipulation, then the alternative, under this monopoly, might not be the worst solution, right?
>>52047 #
the memory of a computation-machine; where data are stored to be processed; in it data interact
>>52258 #
>the memory of a computation-machine
A computer, you mean? But that is an abstraction operating on abstractions if it.
Merely cave painting which, without a human observer who endows abstractions with meaning, is nothing but stains on stone — or an iron box filled with electrical discharges.
>>53116 #
man always think
in its machinery of thought-circuits, this machinery is perceived by the sense-base of will, one may call it the mind of man
sense-picture itself is itself
the tathagata know that, they, sense-pictures, undergoing a sort of inherent mechanic of distribution, a picture is shown, be, it into being as the mechanic of to think is being
the thing of, for example, division of material and immaterial objects, objects, categories, frameworks, a solid, picture a is picture b, there are, white, are sense-pictures; sense-pictures move on its own, undergoing infinite complex calculation-interaction; one may say the process of imagination - it is imagined thus be being, is automatic
through the probability of may thy be being it became being, being point to assemblies of probability
> The region beyond which not even light can escape is the event horizon: an observer outside it cannot observe, become aware of, or be affected by events within the event horizon
an observer is able to perceive probability, or information-particles; man, borrowing this ability from the observer, is thus able to perceive through infinite space, for probability is present in every point of infinite space, and man is capable to assign the state of observer
the imaginary pointer assigned each its imaginary qualities, like it is up, it is white, it is charge and non-charge, negative and positive; the man, autonomous in nature, make imaginary-objects each his place, appoint each its shape, contract infinite space into a point, set outside set, its trajectory; during a single point where everything exists, as it's boundary is not, the boundary of the whole mass is not
> A great universal revolution is already underway, step by step, by every manifestation of will
> The same person is just a repeater of certain frequencies for connecting and transmitting these mental constructions, but a person is just a bridge of some kind it create them, it simply radiates them. Consciousness doesn't have a creative role, but a tunneling role for meta-assemblies of affectations in their feedback loop of the self-reflective field.
> But rather, they, interacting in the original information field at the intersections of the tension of the fabrics of these assemblies, form certain objects. A personal form is there. But he is simply an assembly of the affectations of these original manifestations. A human being is simply a product of pictures, and therefor, this happening by itself is a pure flow, and all conditional categories of attachment stability are the same picture of formation, but in the infinite complexity of affectation, it still remains in formation.
> By the cessation of mind-and-body consciousness ceases; by the cessation of consciousness, mind-and-body ceases; by the cessation of mind-and-body the 6 sense-bases cease; by the cessation of the 6 sense-bases contact ceases; by the cessation of contact feeling ceases; by the cessation of feeling craving ceases; by the cessation of craving clinging ceases; by the cessation of craving clinging ceases; by the cessation of clinging becoming ceases; by the cessation of becoming birth ceases; by the cessation of birth ageing and death, sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief and distress cease. And thus the whole mass of suffering ceases. And at the thought "Cessation, cessation", there arose in the Bodhisatta Vipassi, with insight into things never realized before, knowledge, vision, awareness, and light.
one may call this machinery the mind of man
it is given that it is being, we know that fundamental interactions and transformation are being, energy is being
> craving ceases; by the cessation of craving clinging ceases; by the cessation of clinging
>>53970 #
>The same person is just a repeater of certain frequencies for connecting and transmitting these mental constructions, but a person is just a bridge of some kind it create them, it simply radiates them
Got it. Or at least, that is how to me it seems.
In any case, imagining and accepting the scheme you described proved easier than moving forward with it.
Here, I even hesitated with a reply, considering everything said above, pondering the question — "and then what?"
Yes. The gears are turning. Energy transforms. Pictures arise.
Right now we have a description of the circumstances: that can be interesting. We can propose, by asking questions, adding details, and complicating the picture. But I am not patient enough, and I will allow myself, as we have say — to run ahead.
Description of circumstances is static. But a possible goal — that is the dynamics, the engine of the Plot.
Yes, I would like to pose a question, or to co-invent some possibility for action within the stated circumstances.
That is, something that is essentially capable of captivating and awakening in the witnesses of the event such a necessary, powerful emotional response.
In my original interpretation, with a local 'observer' from the subconscious, which the superficial consciousness (ego) prevents from remembering and fully manifesting 'itself' (just as becoming self-aware in a dream provokes an attempt to remember who you are in waking life—that very thought which pushes you out of the dream into awakening), the plot builds itself straightforwardly and on its own — it is a constant competition of different descriptions of the world and, as a result, a 'struggle with the Tyrant' — any external attempt to assert a monopoly on worldview:
>The very rejection of external, cultural-spiritual assimilation becomes a tool and means of forging new spiritual-cultural creation
In the circumstances you have outlined, however, it seems to me the plot is not some epic battle. It is a quiet sabotage from within.
'The plot of this story' is rather about how, having realized the architecture of the prison (the chain of dependent arising), one gains the ability not to press the only lever that locks it — the lever of clinging. And then the walls do not collapse with a roar; they simply lose their density, turning out to be what they always were — moving pictures in infinite space.
Perhaps you speak of cessation. But what if the cessation of clinging is not an end, but the beginning of another kind of motion—not samsaric 'becoming,' but spontaneous, unsupported, a play of energy without the aftertaste of suffering?
So which goal appeals to you? To switch the mode and see what happens next?
>>30624 #
> having realized the architecture of the prison (the chain of dependent arising), one gains the ability not to press the only lever that locks it
it does not describe the scheme of act of nature of the being; my conception of craving is it is a being itself; similarly one may say it is one, dwell sea vajrayana
sense-picture interact is innate mechanic; the tathagata is able to see cosmic being without language to
< Being is the indeterminate immediate
< Civil war is the free play of forms-of-life; it is the principle of their coexistence.
< Further, Mahamati, according to the teaching of the Tathagata of the past, present, and future, all things are unborn. Why? Because they have no reality, being manifestations of Mind itself, and, Mahamati, as they are not born of being and non-being, they are unborn. Mahamati, all things are like the horns of the hare, horse, donkey, or camel, but the ignorant and simpleminded who are given up to their false and erroneous imaginations, discriminate things where they are not; therefor, all things are unborn.
Everything is thought, and this thought is a delusion
>>54768 #
This answer fundamentally changes the situation.
My symbol «lever in a prison» is now becomes a delusion: the idea that somewhere there is a lever, and somewhere else — the one who can choose not to press it. It's still the same imitation of action, merely decorated.
Your clarification shatters it. Good.
If craving is the very «sea of being» then there's nowhere to sail away to and nothing to drain. If everything is the unborn play of manifestations, then both «sabotage» and «the tyrant» are merely roles in a play without authorship, a dance of dust in a beam of light.
Then the «plot» — if it even needs a name — is not «struggle» and not «escape». It is... recognition?
If «craving» is being itself — not static, but processual «being» — then is it not, in essence, a vector, pure directionality? And if so, where (or from where) is this vector directed?
Does there exist in this «free play» of unborn forms any gravity at all — not as a goal, but as an internal logic of the flow? Or is the direction born anew each moment, and is «where to» an entirely incorrect question for a sea which is the movement?
I'm not sure if you can make it given the difference in timezone, but we're watching Madoka Rebellion on Saturday.
I think you would enjoy it, but it would be aired at early in the morning for you if I converted the timezones right.
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>>63647 #
My favorite movie. I used to rewatch it every New Year break, but it's been a long time since I last saw it, and I'd be happy to join.
Please let me know which time zone you're using so I can convert the time.
Oh, and also — how do you organize a joint online viewing if it's just a torrent file link?