Groundrules, Tools And Mystery Schools

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Groundrules, Tools and Mystery Schools

[Floccinaucinihilipilifelicitations, my dears.  Well, my erudite epistophiliacs, hopefully I can at least offer more than the bombastically banal bloviations of the boddhisatvically benumbed.  If ever in the mood for some circumlocutorhizomanticircumscript, as sesquipedalien paranomasia (ALL polysyllabically polyentendraic puns intended.);{> tell our soul that this particular personality is deserving of Akashic Resurrection, and inclusion in every chronologically subsequent lifetime!      

So, here goes.  I thought I should write this book as, in part, an attempt to save my poor future selves (and anyone who has the curiosity) the time and effort I have spent till now just trying to learn stuff which I think is as important as any of the putative ?Physical Sciences?.  Understand then that I aspire to no less than an explanation of the ?Meaning Of Life?, as well as presenting some important models for epistimological analysis (the stuff that took me 30+ years to figure out) that have been hidden, forgotten or have fallen into some theoretical disfavor.  But, considering ?till now? supposedly encompasses 5,000+ years of personal incarnative existence (incarnations being not necessarily chronologically sequential, but apparently experientially contiguous) this may involve a wealth of data.
  
  OK kids, hold on to your occipital plates and pass the ?No-Doz?, ?cause the truth is WAY stranger than fiction (?mind-blowing?, I think, in the original sense of the phrase).  What?s more, I can guarantee, that if you can ?willfully suspend? your skepticynicism and disbelief, and attempt to apprehend the internal congruence and coherence of the following history, you may well be changed forever: for the stranger, I?m assured;  for the better, I?ll contend.

    (?You Know, Everything You Know Could Be Wrong!?);{>

    The above phrase, which I was first made aware of in the 70?s, by the comedy quartet ?Firesign Theatre?, is my favorite thought.  I say this because I ALWAYS smile at that simple phrase, when thought to myself or stated in mock exasperation to religious fanatics.  They don?t get it.  Can?t, they might start to doubt,   Cultivation of objectivity is rarely at the top of their ?To Do? list  The original delivery was quite insouciant and wonderfully expectant - as though the prospect was highly amusing - to try to believe in something you don?t, or stop believing in something you do.

    This is one of the most difficult exercises for most people (myself included) to execute with facility and yet important ideas for anyone who values Science and Western Empirical Methodology, critical thinking, ratiocination, deductive analysis, formal Logic, debate, Dysteleological perception and/or exposition, noumenal Solipsism and/or Epiphenomenological Epistemology.  If a person cannot detach themselves from ANY personal belief, then conceptualize and believe (with attempted equal fervour) in it opposite,   

    First, a few groundrules, tools and Mystery Schools:  All paradoxes CAN be reconciled:  Juxtapose any belief with its opposite, see that they?re just opposite ends of a line drawn between them, then come up with an idea that is true for both of them.  Thesis, Antithesis, then Synthesis.

    ?Is the glass half-empty or half-full??  (Depends on whether you?re drinking or pouring, doesn?t it?!);{>  I believe the simple act of attempting to perceive existence from within the framework of a ?world-view? much different than that of the dominant paradigm with which we are culturally imprinted is transformative, and can be transcendentally epiphanthetic.  ?Outer Limits? here we come.

    First, an Hermetic Principle to be explicated, illuminating some esoteric history upon which to stretch a fabric of cosmology .
I?ll try to explain as we proceed.  The phrase:  ?As above, so below.?  is called ?The Principle Of Correspondences? and simply means that if things are related to each other in one way, on any one plane that can be observed, then, the corresponding principles, on any other plane, stand in that same exact relationship.   IOW: If the government down here is SNAFU, which it so obviously IS, then the government in ?Heaven? is so likewise.

    Approximately 250,000 years ago, our planet, and 27 others nearby, in this arm of our galaxy, seceded from the ?Galactic Union? (for want of a better term).  Our prehistoric ancestors weren?t much involved, being too far down on a cosmic evolutionary scale to be of much help to one side or the other.

    Other than the three railgun mass-driven asteroids that destroyed the failed reptile developments (read: sterilized the test tube), the Rebellion, subsequent ?Fall? of 1/3 of the Angelic Host, and our planet?s status as one of the secedents has had more to do with the course of human history on Earth than of which it?s possible for me to convince anyone.

    The carefully contrived, and successful evolution, of a simian model for ?soul-vehicle? development, after the abject failure of no less than 3 previous saurian (reptile-derived) model lines, had finally garnered the local bio-engineering System Administration praise, almost offsetting the disappointing discovery that the viability of a neighboring planet?s primary gene-line (the scions of a mutation in a lemur-like progenitor, and one of the older races extant in this part of the galaxy) was waning; and the aliens we know as ?Little Greys? were at zero population growth even back then.  Even a lifespan of centuries can?t make up for a gene pool too small, non-diverse and recessively replete from too much tinkering (and inbreeding).  If there was such a thing as chromosomal hubris, they had it, in spades.

    The ?Greys? had served their gen-engineer maker/s less than well throughout their history, being both markedly amoral, and acquisitive. Though good survival skills in ?bootstrapping? experimental development schemata (like our own) that utilize Darwinistic ?natural selection? ecologies as self-correcting genetic winnowing methodologies, these traits proved ultimately counter-productive to the goal of designing tractable and compliant self-replicating soulvessel livestock/DNA factories.

    The ?Greys? were still astute, if not prolific, and they realized that only drastic (and perhaps even prohibited) measures would suffice for their survival.  Compatible genetic stem-cell material was needed in large quantities, in order to genesplice a robust DNA sequence onto the ?Greys? deteriorated  one, and sometimes entire worlds with no native sentients were laid waste just to serve the energy and raw material needs of the Greys for a few years.

    Along with their surreptitious collection expeditions to primitive worlds like ours that were producing compatible gene-plasm (and for the most part were lacking interstellar or interdimensional travel capabilities - so we couldn?t run OR hide from their predations), they seemed to care nothing for the terror and trauma their criminal sperm and ova poaching produced.  Alas, it was all too easy to understand when you realized that they used us like we use lab rats, and, apparently, had as low a regard for our intelligence and right to autonomy as we have for any of the millions of ?dumb animals? we experiment upon every year.

The DNA Farm

    Come to find out, DNA was just about the most valuable substance in all the known universes.  The DNA from intelligent (carbon based) creatures was the most valued of all DNA types.  Human DNA was the pinnacle of our creator/bio-veterinarian?s success.  But there were other players in the game.

    Unknown to the Galactic Union, all the saurian model development projects had been sabotaged by a fast breeding race of Gecko-Men,
gone ?rogue? and escaped from the Union, living beyond the edges of Union space (where the ?thought adjusters? never ventured). Supposedly possessed of trans-dimensional travel technology  created by a ancient, ?wild? (as in non-engineered) race of sentient cacti met in their travels, the geckos were all about finally to abandon their physical form for a collective ?lightbody? and ongoing evolution on the Transcendental Plane.  

     This then was a part of the situation on Earth a quarter-million or so years in the past.  Proto-human genes were the best match the Greys had found, and besides, Earth was only about 50 light years from the Grey?s homeworld,  but almost 500 from the more civilized (read: patrolled) and densely populated worlds toward the galactic core.  The more self-righteous the Greys became about as their numbers began to dwindle, the more careless their collection expeditions were.   Then, one day, the unforeseen occurred:  a raiding party of greys, having circumvented the scrutiny of a colloquy of high ranking scientist/techs from several of the evolved races who were observing a promising bloodline of proto-human/angelic hybrids, ?collected? half a dozen of the hybrids.

    Unfortunately the group included, unbeknownst to the Greys, the young daughter of a particular local angelic administrator (cross-species offspring were actually encouraged) and an evolved race female, who just happened to be playing with the hybrids that day while her parents attended to some ?Union? business a continent away.  (Some Akashic historians believe this incident was the very beginning of ?The Fall? - more on that later)

    At that time on Earth there were representatives of about a dozen different evolved gene-line models, working as ?lab-techs?, under the direction of the angelic bio-engineers.  Since these angels, for the most part, having been designed to transcended corporeality, were generally somewhat loathe to confine themselves within a physical form, (the distracting seductiveness of sensation, when inhabiting a material body, posing the very real danger of being overwhelmed by the attraction of sensuality, emotion and identification with the gross vehicle) they depended on the ?higher? races to carry out the physical tasks of data collection, tend the herds of proto-humans, and carry out cross-breeding as dictated by the ?Project Scientist?.

    As well as I can figure, there were two separate saurian genotypes working on Earth then: the flying ?Dragons? of Western Myth, and the flightless ones of Eastern Folklore, both highly intelligent and holding positions of great responsibility.  As a matter of fact, the highest ranking corporeal being, ?Overseer? to 32 worlds (or ?life experimentation modules?, as the translated phrase is parsed from the Enochian - each painstakingly terraformed planet basically just a ?test tube?, but on a grand scale) was one of the ?Dragons? of Western legend, (flight capabilities enhanced by anti-gravity technology) and yes, actually belching occasional gouts of flammable gas.

    In addition there was a fair sampling of upright, bipedal, bilaterally similar hominid races:

    Tall, graceful creatures evolved from flightless, feathered amphibians (remembered by humanity as ?Elves?).

    Tiny, flying insect-based derivatives (?Faeries?, ?Sprites?, ?Pixies?)

    Equally small but flightless insectoids (Leprechauns)

    The now well known ?little blue Doctor types?, randy little geneticists, derived from axolotl stock, and responsible for the ?blue? people in Tibetan tonkas (actually memories of godlike hybrid local Overlords).

    Squat natives of heavy-gravity planets, in various sizes (remembered as ?Trolls?, Giants?, ?Titans? and, in one particular instance, evolved ?mole-rat stock?, originally bred on a gas giant?s largest moon - twice as big as Earth,  developed specifically for ore extraction on primitive worlds, one of the last ?speciality? races - the ?Dwarves?).

    4ft tall black, furry flying foxes (Goblins).

    Four-legged, two handed llama types, prone to spitting frequently, boisterous and inveterate alcoholics (the ?Centaurs? - from whom, actually, did Prometheus steal fire, which they used to smelt shoes for themselves).

    Goat-derivitive types (the ?Satyrs?), who cooked, cleaned and brewed for the rest.  Their position at the bottom of the pecking order caused quite a few to desert their positions and live wild, or with friendly humans, who took to brewing like,  well - like they were born to imbibe.

    There were usually representatives of two or three arboreal mammalian sub-groups (one sloth-evolved race, standing 8 ft high on their hind legs - The Nephelim - used for security and keeping predatory animals at bay).  One race looked, for all the world, like a bunch of Swedes, while it was a race evolved from howler-monky types that originally taught Tibetan Lamas how to ?throat-chant?.

    In addition to the actual aliens, there were a great many hybrid species (both naturally, and artificially inseminated).  ?And the sons of God mated with the women of Earth.? - Genesis.  Within the park-like
base camps the bio-techs maintained (Edens), any hybrid that manifested anti-social attitudes, or deleteriously  manifesting recessive genetic traits, or sometimes just anomalous physical features that were considered atavisms, (excess hair, overlarge penises, tails, or even polydactylism etc etc) were summarily sterilized. - Jondalf, 2005