amniöt Experiencer Notebook

<p>Would you say to thine angel <span class="quote">How can I best serve mankind?</span> ? Or perhaps you wish to dance in the fields and build narrartives of enchanted contextual situatia in order to perpetuate The Great Mystery? Can these coincide? I believe so. And belief is all I have. I'd like to do this by <a href="http://anoml.orgnsm.org" rel="external">creating and showing physical representations of the astral (an infinite source and playground for the creation of sublime beauty).</a></p>

<p>I dreamt I had developed and maintained hyperdimensional instruments to probe
and scan the astral dimension in order to gain a broader idea of what is there
and what is possible. It was very difficult to get up and go to work this
morning with this kind of intensive handling of objects and data going on in
the mind. no information gathered carried over to my conscious mind.</p>

<pre>black and gold machine elves
total astral enrapturment
contents of my mind exposed and outstretched in 3-space
stellar travel flip-book style navigation controller
connecting with arboreal squid-gorillas

-Anoml/naughtnaut</pre>
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Dear car,
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I've been through hell to keep you over the last year or so, or forever really. You are a gigantic burden and the largest fluffy (money bound) thing in my path towards mental calmness. I can only hope you and I will have grand tourings of the west coast of North America in the coming years though money isn't abundant to me currently.
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Truly yours,
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-Justin
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<p>I had a dream that I was asking a researcher about audio recordings of whales in an office styled room. The researcher told me they had a large tank in the back that could hold a whale for listening purposes. We went out to the tank to see a large sail boat pulling in from a channel connecting it to the (natural) bay nearby. The tank was empty (of whales) so a wealthy man was allowed to park his yacht there. When the boat got into the tank the skipper got out and dove in with scuba gear and a harpoon. I was told that sometimes crocodiles get through the channel while it's briefly opened following the boat in and that they needed to be removed.</p>
<p>The skipper surfaces a few minutes later with a writhing croc on the end of the harpoon. He stamps down on it removing the thrashing tail with a diving knife (these are used as edible delicacies). The animal, now mostly given up is held over me on the end of the harpoon. Its warm body still pulsing as it rests drooping over my shoulder. I, apparently being the only one capable of caring for the thing, blessed the passing of the animal's body and the release of its software from its brain-binding as the skipper removes its head by tearing its mouth apart to finally end the suffering.</p>

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Yes<!-- dad-->, mind puzzles, that's what excites me- magic, hacking, visualizing, creating. And, also: The drive to dissolve mental boundaries.
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I noticed that <!--in Iowa -->few appreciate the <strong>meaning</strong> of aesthetics.
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why do I try so hard? it has become culturally-sanctioned to behave atrociously, I don't wish to be another asshole.
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