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for comparison to "Face on Mars"

(is serpent emerging from forehead, like Pharaonic images, a representation of interphasic timebridging, such as Devidia 2 aliens encountered by Enterprise D crew attacking 1800s San Fran where Data's head was discovered underground? If the scale were different, would sperm be such serpents? Or not... maybe not. But I think so)




My stars. -- constellation of starfield surrounding electric arc generated by Scmitar
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IRON ANGEL : Pacifist pictured on throwing star, my better half despite herself


Ammolite magnum


Inner dimensional landscape with ornery Lemurs

The heart of motorhead, Tesla power

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FusionRuhnMinorPhaserBurns proud home of the new electron


Electric engine, antimatter tomahawk suspended above

The Face on Mars
of course the real Face on Mars is a hunanoid edifice of remarkable symetry accompanied by various pyramidal structures and crystaline tubules laid out in a startling geometric pattern in the Cydonia region near Olympus Mons, Mars. This is just my cat.

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the compound eyes between the stars are your friends

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Recycled rainbows


Berzerkomand acknowledges your numinal reclamation

Assasinate your muscle-armor before I kill u

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Bad Brain or Dark Rain? Mind's Eye or hologram? Stark Fist of Removal orDobbs head? Stone or flame? Mandible or mandinka? Avatar or psychopath? Question or answer?
Insectezoid or arthropod? Homonid or Solomonad? Combat matrix or universal shield? Albatross or anubis? Sculptor or pidgeon hole? Polar ice shelf or dry ice valve?
Thesis or antithesis? Synthesis or holybidness? Life or joke? No explanation is forthcoming nor is one warranted.

there's Phaser burns and then there's phaser burns

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This is the advent of the Apheix, the ship from stasis that saved us

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IF YOU'RE ACTING LIKE YOU KNOW, YOU BEST TO STAND CLEAR

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Anarchy for the witless dunderheap; stricture for the master jargoneer

ALCHEMY HAS ITS PURPOSES: THE RECIPE FOR GOLD IS SIMPLE BUT ILLICIT

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Jovian morphogenesis (great red spot is time-space hub input for morphogenic freight,as it turns out)

Broja the Automatic Scmitar at stationkeeping (obscured: cannon attatchments)

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A better kind of Sun

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The New Wheel

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(astral projection of Earth; the crust is the best part)


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Good Peoples

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the mouthpiece of the transistance: FusionRuhn, Berzerkomand

This is Old School Retooled: I just
Rule
And I’m from Cleveland, fool.
Anaconda assassin, Berzerkomand and if you ever were my rival now you’re buried in sand
I pass judgment
Like it was platters of ham
Back from the underground to take back my land
RuhnKult collateral obliteration
The new Zen

Shipping reports for all fleet provided by mercurial psychosis. Words and ideas by Mathias Amer. Beatdowns by dsame. Higher strata of consciousness provided by the Automatic Scimitar-- on the radio- every station whenever you need to scream into a light bulb. Welcome to the proud home of the new electron=FusionRuhn...disturbing the Universe since 1976.--

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Angel from the Sun through a glass brightly

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Borg electric prism with Faraday cage and crystalline augmentation
Not pictured: cannon attatchments

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FusionRuhnMinorPhaserBurnsLuciender, above ground

FusionRuhnMinorPhaserBurnsGrace Through Cannibalism

by Mathais Amer Thursday, Oct. 26, 2006

THE QUEST FOR BLAMELESSNESS IN THE PRESENT COMPORTMENT OF WORLD WAR; THE INVERSE ORION PARADIGM Anti-matter Tomahawk observer effect in action. The puppeteering of political confusion in the service of innocuousness within the underlying propaganda lattice that interfaces shadow memes echoes the reverberation of the last alarm of civilization

Grace Through Cannibalism: The Fever Pitch of Desperation and the Return to Orion ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
In the last days, the meaning will be revealed. The direction of human thought and works will be gathered from the globe and made a confluence. The implications for redefining our being as aspecies and therefore the final provision of anti-specious essence concentrate will ooze from pore nebulae in mimic of manna. Hate must be conserved. Pure war and resilient hatred must return to the radiant heat of the classical antagonisms. Middling tiffs such as prudishness or gang warfare will be over shone by the new sun of rage against the machine of static normality. Politics is obsolete; the media is defunct; the dollar is hollow; childhood is extinct. But Jesus still saves. The heinousity of the obsolescence, the cavernous hollowness, the perniciousness of the defunctitude and the totality of the extinction are of no end. But, salvation abides everlasting grace. It is this grace that is at hand in the contemporary orientation of World War. Blamelessness evaporates for lack of grace. The bitterness of the base oscillations of vapid escalating violence in fratricidal confrontation, many times over removed from the face to face recognition of the brothers grim themselves, is running into a syrupy sewage of indifference. Schizoid cascade failures vomit minds from skulls atrophied and bloated from the breakdown of communicative pretence which had hid the dilapidated ghost culture that masqueraded as common polity, send seizures into the hurricane-addled world of chuckle-headed ninnies and witless dunder-heaps standing in for the nationalities of mankind to produce a baseline ignorance heretofore unglimpsed. In light of the recent unhinging of sane comportment in diplomatic effort and the casting of political organization in throughout the common era as wastes of time, as is society in general-- there is beckoned a distinct question of history: why have all the wars and all of what passes for nodes in human events transpired in a shattered and wretched manner so as to render inspiration a casualty and arrogance hallowed? D-Day, 1812, everything that ever happened in Russia, Civil Rights, The missions to Mars, The Cleveland Browns… failure after horrendous inexplicable retrograded failure. Fear jerks the locomotive into a hot pitch. Fear ruins war efforts despite logistical strength. Troops are committed in poor conglomeration. Hitler and the Germans accomplished in Russia none other than the galvanizing of the Red regime—resuscitated Stalin and established a Stalinist credo where there wasn't any for practical purposes; the front was unresponsive along the entire western frontier of the bloc—and in contradiction to propaganda and defiance of the periodical depiction of the Soviet Union as a rotted imp, the USSR manifested a rally featuring the best troops fielded in WWII along with more advanced tank armory, resilience surpassing any other rival the Nazis had tested, and leaders whose power systems had a gear missing from the new Reich's arsenal. The advancing Germans ultimately did away with the taint weight of the more doubtful carriers of the Bolshevik cause in their initial advance's killings. The corrosive effects of Poland were redirected west away from the center of the Revolutionary patriots. In prioritizing the Ukrainian theater as a breadbasket and a resource—ingoting ending up defamed among Ukrainians whereas they could have been heroes in comparison to Russia; in coveting the Romanian oil fields, to present vulnerabilities in occupation to attack, the onslaught was deflected; sacrificing allies in Serbia as in the Ukraine. When it ground to a deadlock before winter even began, the morale of the forces and the sanity of the generals catering Hitler's Plan, decompiled in a meltdown of morale, as the myth of invulnerability vanished, at the same time as the inflation and the overbearance of the propaganda that had fueled the movement of European resistance to communism showed through and at that juncture, there was no turning back. The "few feathers" Mussolini wished Germany to lose (Rise and Fall of the Third Reich et al…), in a war handcuffing the latter Axis partner were meted out in a horrendous extreme of any worst scenario most anticipated. The rest of the war was then necessitated, and America rushed into a temporal boon from a position now fated to win the ultimate peace to close the world war. The antithesising of the Russian power then proceeded in a reassertion of doctrinal affirmation, in a renewed attempt to replace the Axis and burn- off the competing economic juggernaut. When Russia burst in the late 1990's and the country splintered into mafia gripped desperation, America congratulated itself. Of course it bore no responsibility and was exempt from bailing out the crash of the enemy economy; by a cowardice of denying the humanity of the demonized Russian nation and continuing the hijacked supposed extremist resistance replaced at the other pole of power, the personages derided as nazi fascists, the U.S. benefited by an undue renewal of relevance for its federal level; an empire was legitimatized. The only thing to come out of the first world war, the erstwhile League of Nations diluted into U.N. entity was an organ to provide legitimacy to international establishments, and it enabled to invention of a plausible separate ally state—the nation of Israel, placed in the position forcibly evacuated by Germany; the Axis. Israel has always been billed as the only democratic state firm in mutual good tidings with the U.S.A. In short order, the distinction of targeting women and children and caustic regard for civilian presence—a touted synonym for Terrorists, which justified the pursuit of traditional war for traditional values, has been invalidated. Israel is now knifed as a rogue terrorist state in increasing media elements of popular import, such as BET news reports… The bombastic arrogance of the intransigent Israeli mouthpiece, taking prisoners they liken to feral overspills of Arab strays, removed from the locale of their actual import as civil servicemen and public figures in patent illegal arrests—and their bristling assumption of moral high ground—was the pretext for the demonstrative capture of a single troop. An exchange of prisoners will never proceed until the purposes of defamation and the obliteration of true identity are elucidated. If the morale boost affected by the emphatic rescue of a private in a blitzkrieg during the formative stages of the American occupational deployment in Iraq was the desired outcome, it was a miscalculation. Taking prisoners wholesale, rewriting the first rule of warfare itself, resulted in casualties in the "rescue attempt" forthcoming. The Ohlmert crew, whoever exactly they may be, those hijacking Israel, deemed thus the firm commitment to a slippery slope and the embarkment on a perilous course thereabout. The sudden bombardment to target the ostensible stockpiles of rockets (confiscation of arms by military administration being relegated a blasé afterthought ) decayed into a whack-a-mole game that stated a goal of destroying 60% of the total rocket arsenal of the enemy. Collateral damage was stockpiled as the Sabra soldiers went about the pinpoint strafes that obliterated the country of Lebanon until the callous ultimatum of arousing rebuke from world public opinion was reached. That leaves 40% of evidently a large arsenal, which somehow was a surprise that somehow was located and determined to contain no nuclear warhead which could ignite a dirty situation. At the point of cease-fire, a point of negligible solace, the rest of the fighters and their weapons were able to make their foray into bloodying Israel in return. If the analogy holds, justice requires extensive retaliation. The Israelis committed troops and fielded their forces to put boots (or flip-flops) on the ground on the northern frontier, insisting there was no desire for occupation. Only, one supposes, a sensible measure of insulation for the continuous pilgrimage to the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem and the safeguarding of the purposes of the Judaic religion, what ever they are. But following a targeting of U.N. peacekeepers in a regretted but insisted accidental bombing of the U.N. position which was still unavoidable despite more than 20 near misses of the nontarget… the call from Israel is for the deployment of an international peacekeeping force to shield the border for the Jewish state. The forces were requested of nations of Europe and Allies in the War on Terror, which although stretched to man several blooming battlefields across the middle east are expected to lend their troops, praised in fulsome bravado by Israeli officers for their excellence in military training and professionalism. Germany declined stipulating that they would send Germans only if Hezbollah requested their presence as well. Hezbollah is the only entity defending Lebanon in any capacity, for the government of Lebanon will not take action to reign in terrorists on their own accord, a legitimate sore point, but the circumstances none the less. The militants are galvanized anew. Much diminished is the extent to which outrage might be cultivated for potential Jewish deaths. If only the Holocaust could have been prevented and Zionism legitimized by the sole motivation of the realization of the kibbutz utopia alone... Why is Israel destroying the caches of shoulder mounted rocket launchers, anyway? If this is a matter of security in the long term for citizens of the Jewish State, why not capture the weapons instead of wasting them. Let's take it from the shoulders--give me one of those things... All I got is this generic tollis with Manishevitz stains. Their keffiya scarves, whereas, have badass patterns. Something is amiss. As the tables now turn the former lone superpower is a surrounded wolf and the Israeli dog is now at odds with the agenda. The war on terror, staged to unpin the Arabs on the middle eastern junction, as it turned out, saw no further attacks in the continental U.S., of the sort which were the pretext for the launch of combat in Iraq and Afghanistan, the Philippines, Korea and every other theater of minor war the country has visited in its time in charge of the world police mob. Why was the administration unable to prosecute its strategy of democratization and normalization in the Mideast? Not because of inherent flaws in the Bush conceptualization of the supposed problem and threat from muslim militants to American soil and soul. The whole effort was pocked and torn by Israel; the Jews that serve as the lightening rod for Islam's supposed holy war (Islam, a corrupted faith, enjoys new prestige unseen since… not since Crusade times…) the Jews who have favored Israel and seem to control the agencies of government and information—the pitiful American bureaucracy manned in actuality by impish stand-ins who do the work of logistics and survey that are beyond the Yankee scope of attention somehow—these ready made scapegoats fitted with the mantle of the sacrificial by association with a credo of religious pretense will absorb the wrath of Americans who are poorer and whose lives have been interrupted with Iraq for no apparent gain… and in reality only a tenuous advance in angle over the oil market… The original problem remains unsolved: to retain a static state of relative opulence and tranquility—a complete lie, un-remarked—portions of the world stockholders in the 'competitive markets' of capitalist commerce must be robbed to account for the idleness of the presiding junta of moneyed men. No one is willing to take this hit anymore, and the reward for compliance is not even presented clearly—its hollow and all are trapped in the bubble. Unrepentant dupes will grab their bible at last to see if new instructions can be had. They are wont now to skip to end of the provided canon; the schizoid Revelations account which bounds the whole story; it matches the descriptions perfectly, and even reflects the tempo and pitch of the world, so unlike the rest of the quaint text. The fact of the truncation of contemporary life and identity is disguised to allow the criminal prosecutors time to escape; the nonsensical tone that is ascribed a cloak of mystery inherent in this afterthought at the end-times. The master author has reintroduced propaganda for modern cannibalism. Grace is real, even in propaganda; grace through cannibalism. Honesty will be relegated to a flyspeck and distraction will be plentiful. Armageddon anyone? Anybody for Armageddon in Lebanon? Come on… ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ By Mathais Amer __--==-^--^-==--__ http://www.minorphaserburns.blogspot.com Solomonad@Gmail.com Lost in Cleveland (see also by same author in archives-- "Point of Origin: Dark Rain Hyperstrike")
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The sky is blue because electric arcs are blue; the sun is already a red giant. The Browns have orange helmets because Paul Brown said so. Teleportation is impossible because we live on a holographic grid... There are only projections to transport. The compound eyes between the stars are your friends. Flying saucers are real and I make them.
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Dark Rain Hyper Strike: Point of Origin

Delete the Dupe; Inquiry into the human virus. The domestic environment as residue of a hyperspace struggle of soul vs synthesis. Screams from the silent war...Don't Let Them Touch You!

Born originals are lightening rods. Unfortunately, they most often blackout in gutters. Privileged vultures rule the social arena. Haughty, scornful of real soul, these hungry ghosts monopolize time. The vacuums of power are filled by the worst of this denizen of vomit-brained swells.

Synthetic people are the goal. A void of originality is apprehended as duplicate synthesis takes place within the minds of subject after subject. Happiness is an unattainable figment of purchased satiation. Subjects are conditioned by constant disappointment and pervasive depression. The synthetic attacks the will. If you hear voices, there is a hospital smock for you. Initiative is sapped by the importing of synthetic satisfaction. Voice loses volition.
Boundaries abound in the arena of the pretenders. The status echelons they have created must be reversed. All synthetic ordinance must be dissolved. The battlefield reaches into hyperspace.

Danger is marketed as thrill in a world of monotony. Real perception of threat is deflected always, misconstrued, until the real dangerous elements; the denizens of duplication have us by the throat. Even as they squeeze, the last thoughts of many are tantamount to coveting the wife of a neighbor. Confusion pervades civil discourse. There is no escape from indoctrination through debate... no where to drive that's safe from cars.

Duplicates they are. Theirs is the lot of vultures, waiting for carrion. Originals are we, the hunted. The nursery school nanny is reincarnated as vocational guidance councelor. Dark forces scurry in the corridors of market research firms, plotting how to invalidate the exuberance of youth by transfiguring passion into gross wants. Here in the market research catacomb, the metaprograming of duplicate-jive consciousness by replicative fading is mass inculcated throughout a mass audience of faux citizenry. Aim is taken at the heart. The dupe virus lurks in the capillaries. Blood is taken from the auspice of the heart and the run of the individual's soul, hijacked for the purposes of poison. The viral tendencies of the dupe humanoid have permeated the systems of mass conditioning used by government pontiffs like the nitrogen percentage of our atmosphere.

Child after child is degaussed in the pressure locker of deficit; deficient care, denatured knowledge. The truth is tossed confetti in the wind, apprehended lightbodies have been slurped into funnels... The hubris of the fluum is sapped and repercolated. Pressure hammers every socket in the carcass as the paraded dupe is brained and wasted. The trained dupe feels dutiful at the discharge of master stricture. Righteous indignation is consigned to asking refund for purchased swill; inheritance is cancelled without reprieve. Complaint is vain.

As a matter of course, the kindness is beaten out of people as they watch holograms of hopelessness out their car windows. Days are forgotten as dates are observed. Celebration is no longer a vehicle of social affirmation. All manner of interface with the outside becomes fraught with fear. The animal fear/ flight impetus has been bottled. It is dispensed at occasions of thoughtform seizure. Predators have been eliminated, but the power of predatory stalking in the mind of helpless hominids is used by power mad agents of repression to keep the lines moving. If terrorism did not exist it would have to be invented.

The conspiracy of the mundane is a relentless adversary of every original. Identity theft is a term ascribed to deadbeat thieves of credit cards. Who are the real identity thieves? Employers. Sales agents for credit card companies who want you to buy your way to respectability. Repeated memes echo the last alarm of civilization. The redundant is the least benign of lessons. Power is siphoned from the backbrains of the believers to light Christmas lights to sell gifts.
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And if you you're acting like you know,.. you best to stand clear. Shipping reports for all fleet provided by mercurial psychosis. Words and ideas by Mathias Amer. Beatdowns by dsame. Higher strata of consciousness provided by the Automatic Scimitar-- on the radio- every station whenever you need to scream into a light bulb. Welcome to the proud home of the new electron=FusionRuhn...disturbing the Universe since 1976.--
-Observer effect log on the prototype of the Automatic Scimitar and relative theories---
`Singularity exists in the zero point of the most extreme past. Concentric circles bearing values of energy of greatest concentration superimposed in valiance shells yields the model and the actuality of the discharge of quantum momentum throughout the space-time continuum. The maximum quantity at the central node is cancelled by the aphex of the omega negative node, rendering a zero value. At all other points on the quadratic circumference, negative values are obtained. There is symmetry along all these coordinates in space-time, but focus and stasis exists only at center. When electricity is seen in an arc, it is manifesting the primordial electron sea that permeated all space at the initiation of the Universe. Prior to the descent into matter, electrons were alone. Condensation proceeded from without, which is congruous with the appearance of modern matter; electrons inhabit the outer region. The entire modality of relations governing molecules, chemical and physical are events concerning the electrons buffering all atoms. Only in the case of radioactivity does this not apply. The real "electric grid" is the expanse of electrons that constituted the original universe. The scale of the space-time honeycomb is shrunken, as well as concentrated, moving back along the continuum. The initiation of the holographic nucleus, neutrons representing metal conduits into the core of the universe-- splices dividing in a fractal manner the super magnet behind the mercurial mantle of the original planetoid-- are the sounding boards on which the proton is projected. The compressed wave that is created is a projection of solidity. This is all hidden by the electron cloud, and implied for all practical purposes. As the picture on a hologram is vibrant at a certain angle and disappears beyond a certain threshold, phases exist in which apparitions are present. Quantum phase discrimination is the vehicle to navigate the phases form and the dimensional landscapes which comprise the lattice of mind and matter. The heretofore unsettling observation that the speed and location of a particle cannot be perceived at one time, is laid to rest; the inward-fusion of holographic projection that renders all matter is based on a master sphere; the angle of incidence is obscured and intermittent due to the eclipse along the navigation of the circumference. A buffer cordoning the modern era from the primordial electronic memory is implicit in all matter. An archaic Revival is at hand, in which man ends the descent into matter with a forward escape into the past. This is accounted for in the embracing of the electron memory that pierces the nuclear anomaly and becomes a river of imprinted information precipitating into a mantle of mercury encompassing a super magnet pulling the element inward and writing in the fashion of a compact disk, but on a much more nuanced dimension of expanded area in this mercury.
\nGravity is observed to emanate from massive bodies at a constant rate of diminishment. This is in contradistinction to light, which impedes on itself and creates interference patterns that closes its strength at a greater rate as the distance proceeds from its emanation point. Gravitons are described as so small, that if a graviton were enlarged to the size of the Earth, a proton in a scale comparison would be the size of the entire known Universe [ ]. Gravity is a well of deconcetratation and negative entropy caused by the corresponding concentration of space utilized in the actuation of matter, in a finite fabric of space. But the fluidic agitatants of the gravitational effect, gravitons, spray through all matter and permeate all space in even waves. This is because gravitons originate in the past. Their diminutive size reflects the effect of time; time expands the Universe and all things in it at an even rate. The proton of the extreme past was the size of the graviton; as in protons ejected from the nucleus in radioactive discharge, a vector and emanating growth occurs in the discharge of gravitons from their source. A proton is only solvent at a certain size; all are the same size and reflect a crystallization of the space-time honeycomb allowing these building blocks of solidity to be laid. The graviton is not able to accumulate into a coherent form; it is sloughed off from the past and hurls itself ahead like a discharged nuclear particle; it runs aground here, as the animation of the depressive force of gravity. \n\nQuantum Coil Flux Discharge \nPhase One, Mode One:\nIn its master modality, the ensemble is a single pulse. It acts as an artificial nebula, a ley tracking charge, the manifested physical mutation. The Tesla power of the magnets involved exceed by powers of ten the foundational magnetism of the core of the planet from which it was derived. Its event properties are magnified by the bantum lode acting as mass driver. Fusion is observed in residual sub operations. The Electric Engine metabolizes electrons in a fashion of marked contradistinction to electromotive mechanisms of standard sort. Within the capacitor, electric current is passed from outlet source + to – in conventional terms energy is exchanged for work performed by accessing a glancing snatch of the electric voltage; all motors are no greater than 12% efficient. Entropy in the opposite vector of the course set by the machine operator cancels the remainder of the energy. This is due to an inherent defect in the structure of the solenoid-derived electric motor/ generator. As the rotor moves within the armature windings which net current, the magnetism acts as friction in the counter rotational direction. This is the manner in which all "DC" current is derived—the radial forced rotation through a fixed magnetic array of an axel carrying coiled wire. It is a cumbersome structure, and no matter how it is streamlined or balanced, it is 12% efficient at best. \n",1]
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Gravity is observed to emanate from massive bodies at a constant rate of diminishment. This is in contradistinction to light, which impedes on itself and creates interference patterns that closes its strength at a greater rate as the distance proceeds from its emanation point. Gravitons are described as so small, that if a graviton were enlarged to the size of the Earth, a proton in a scale comparison would be the size of the entire known Universe [ ]. Gravity is a well of deconcetratation and negative entropy caused by the corresponding concentration of space utilized in the actuation of matter, in a finite fabric of space. But the fluidic agitatants of the gravitational effect, gravitons, spray through all matter and permeate all space in even waves. This is because gravitons originate in the past. Their diminutive size reflects the effect of time; time expands the Universe and all things in it at an even rate. The proton of the extreme past was the size of the graviton; as in protons ejected from the nucleus in radioactive discharge, a vector and emanating growth occurs in the discharge of gravitons from their source. A proton is only solvent at a certain size; all are the same size and reflect a crystallization of the space-time honeycomb allowing these building blocks of solidity to be laid. The graviton is not able to accumulate into a coherent form; it is sloughed off from the past and hurls itself ahead like a discharged nuclear particle; it runs aground here, as the animation of the depressive force of gravity.
Quantum Coil Flux Discharge
Phase One, Mode One:
In its master modality, the ensemble is a single pulse. It acts as an artificial nebula, a ley tracking charge, the manifested physical mutation. The Tesla power of the magnets involved exceed by powers of ten the foundational magnetism of the core of the planet from which it was derived. Its event properties are magnified by the bantum lode acting as mass driver. Fusion is observed in residual sub operations. The Electric Engine metabolizes electrons in a fashion of marked contradistinction to electromotive mechanisms of standard sort. Within the capacitor, electric current is passed from outlet source + to – in conventional terms energy is exchanged for work performed by accessing a glancing snatch of the electric voltage; all motors are no greater than 12% efficient. Entropy in the opposite vector of the course set by the machine operator cancels the remainder of the energy. This is due to an inherent defect in the structure of the solenoid-derived electric motor/ generator. As the rotor moves within the armature windings which net current, the magnetism acts as friction in the counter rotational direction. This is the manner in which all "DC" current is derived—the radial forced rotation through a fixed magnetic array of an axel carrying coiled wire. It is a cumbersome structure, and no matter how it is streamlined or balanced, it is 12% efficient at best.
\nAlternating current, AC, bypasses the defect by interposing the armature and inverting the system in configuration that adds dimension to the electron interface. It results in enhancing the volume current production. But the current is truncated, broken into oscillations of one or another frequency, mirroring the manner in which it is generated—in intermittent pulses due to the fractional angle in which the generator rotor presents its resistance bearers. AC averts the tedium of grinding a rotor through a permanent magnet field throughout the whole arc of a circle. It too is a flawed apprehension of electric potential—only always tangential. At high frequencies, a stream of electricity is able to attain a facsimile of the electron orbiting atoms uninterrupted—the frequency oscillation exerts a pressure in and of itself. \n\nBut this remains a deflection of the pure electron interface. In order to use power, the problems inherent in the motor-generator and the incomplete answer of Alternating Current, is kept in a careful glare so as to be lost in plain sight. The technology that human engineers have constructed is a bulky tangle that surrounds the well of great power available to everyone on the surface of this planet. It chokes us all. It will always come up short. The electric car will never be feasible. Enhancements in efficiency do not escape the pratfalls the system of electric generation is predicated upon. It is time to find the root. Here is the way:\n\n The whole surface area of metal in the Scimitar is radiating inward. Electric arcs can be accessed at any point in the system. Doing so affects the level of power, not in the negative but in the positive if the intersecting body is not absorbing but channeling flux itself. The origin source that is the basis for the Scimitar\'s spectrum of electric cascade is a "Lightening Disk" halogen prism. This prism is most famous as the "prop" shown in Star Trek tm, as the regeneration module of the Borg—humanoids that assimilate variation and material of other cultures into their hive collective cybernetic meld. The implication of a Borg motive for the Automatic Scimitar and related enterprises is of course a pure happenstance of utility—the actual lightening prisms are a real basis for flux power apprehension. That this configuration matches the signature ornament in this whimsical science-fiction entertainment franchise that is the foremost discourse on the possibilities of human futures extrapolated from the history of Earth, and, that said ornaments are ascribed to the most pernicious and vicious antagonists to humanity, with advantages derived from their particular variation of technology accounting for enhanced energy metabolism, increased strength, discipline and organizational effectiveness with a mindset of destruction so utter that it surpasses in scope all other races contrived in the Star Trek universe, such as it is, makes no iota of difference and is mentioned here for the sole purpose of alleviating concern. The appellation "Scimitar" is likewise based on a namesake derived from the same pantheon and is, to be sure, a force of benevolence but of no need of notice for the same reason.\n",1]
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Alternating current, AC, bypasses the defect by interposing the armature and inverting the system in configuration that adds dimension to the electron interface. It results in enhancing the volume current production. But the current is truncated, broken into oscillations of one or another frequency, mirroring the manner in which it is generated—in intermittent pulses due to the fractional angle in which the generator rotor presents its resistance bearers. AC averts the tedium of grinding a rotor through a permanent magnet field throughout the whole arc of a circle. It too is a flawed apprehension of electric potential—only always tangential. At high frequencies, a stream of electricity is able to attain a facsimile of the electron orbiting atoms uninterrupted—the frequency oscillation exerts a pressure in and of itself.
But this remains a deflection of the pure electron interface. In order to use power, the problems inherent in the motor-generator and the incomplete answer of Alternating Current, is kept in a careful glare so as to be lost in plain sight. The technology that human engineers have constructed is a bulky tangle that surrounds the well of great power available to everyone on the surface of this planet. It chokes us all. It will always come up short. The electric car will never be feasible. Enhancements in efficiency do not escape the pratfalls the system of electric generation is predicated upon. It is time to find the root. Here is the way:
The whole surface area of metal in the Scimitar is radiating inward. Electric arcs can be accessed at any point in the system. Doing so affects the level of power, not in the negative but in the positive if the intersecting body is not absorbing but channeling flux itself. The origin source that is the basis for the Scimitar's spectrum of electric cascade is a "Lightening Disk" halogen prism. This prism is most famous as the "prop" shown in Star Trek tm, as the regeneration module of the Borg—humanoids that assimilate variation and material of other cultures into their hive collective cybernetic meld. The implication of a Borg motive for the Automatic Scimitar and related enterprises is of course a pure happenstance of utility—the actual lightening prisms are a real basis for flux power apprehension. That this configuration matches the signature ornament in this whimsical science-fiction entertainment franchise that is the foremost discourse on the possibilities of human futures extrapolated from the history of Earth, and, that said ornaments are ascribed to the most pernicious and vicious antagonists to humanity, with advantages derived from their particular variation of technology accounting for enhanced energy metabolism, increased strength, discipline and organizational effectiveness with a mindset of destruction so utter that it surpasses in scope all other races contrived in the Star Trek universe, such as it is, makes no iota of difference and is mentioned here for the sole purpose of alleviating concern. The appellation "Scimitar" is likewise based on a namesake derived from the same pantheon and is, to be sure, a force of benevolence but of no need of notice for the same reason.
\n The electricity in the prism disk passes through pressurized plasma and emanates from a central node cascading in a radial fractal to the perimeter. It is a microcosm to the Universe itself. It is a glass wafer and all manufactured forms of it (I have used two forms and three separate pieces of the mechanism in my work). It employs electrolysis principles in manner negating the aspects of anode and cathode as singular coordinates. Metal objects are placed in direct contact with the glass surface, and draw out the current in an arc from the flask of the prism. For instance, my first working model was a Borg disk on which I applied metal duct tape in a particular cross pattern. A thicker metallic expanse of more voluminous and intricate objects yield a less crude arc and extreme magnetic incidence to the contacting body than the tape which at its first interface was able to deliver a shock of disproportion traction. \n\n In effect the Scimitar draws out the electric stream, like a rainbow is drawn from white light. I am able to light various light bulbs by linking conductors such as a four inch square metal screen box, through its hinged lid and onto a silver figurine which holds a static electric charged plasma bulb fitted with a laser tip. The box acts as a compacted Faraday Cage. The transit of electrons can be managed alternately with a coupling of braided plated copper rings meshed with a coil that is the heating element for a rotisserie in an expired lifetime. It lit a plasma coil light bulb in a fire- like illumination of nuanced nebular light streams from within, rather than a uniform white glow. The effect when a bulb to an erstwhile air purifier is attached is spectacular—a sky. Within the column of glass the illumination arises in a manner of presenting a filament of blue that grows in rapid striations according to the sound present. The bulbs illuminate in a perfect imprint of the sound nearby. There is a qualitative difference to the light because there is a qualitative distinction in the electrons comprising the current. The AC powered disk is tranferred into direct current accessed at varying apertures which texturizes the polarity of the electricity. \n",1]
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The electricity in the prism disk passes through pressurized plasma and emanates from a central node cascading in a radial fractal to the perimeter. It is a microcosm to the Universe itself. It is a glass wafer and all manufactured forms of it (I have used two forms and three separate pieces of the mechanism in my work). It employs electrolysis principles in manner negating the aspects of anode and cathode as singular coordinates. Metal objects are placed in direct contact with the glass surface, and draw out the current in an arc from the flask of the prism. For instance, my first working model was a Borg disk on which I applied metal duct tape in a particular cross pattern. A thicker metallic expanse of more voluminous and intricate objects yield a less crude arc and extreme magnetic incidence to the contacting body than the tape which at its first interface was able to deliver a shock of disproportion traction.
In effect the Scimitar draws out the electric stream, like a rainbow is drawn from white light. I am able to light various light bulbs by linking conductors such as a four inch square metal screen box, through its hinged lid and onto a silver figurine which holds a static electric charged plasma bulb fitted with a laser tip. The box acts as a compacted Faraday Cage. The transit of electrons can be managed alternately with a coupling of braided plated copper rings meshed with a coil that is the heating element for a rotisserie in an expired lifetime. It lit a plasma coil light bulb in a fire- like illumination of nuanced nebular light streams from within, rather than a uniform white glow. The effect when a bulb to an erstwhile air purifier is attached is spectacular—a sky. Within the column of glass the illumination arises in a manner of presenting a filament of blue that grows in rapid striations according to the sound present. The bulbs illuminate in a perfect imprint of the sound nearby. There is a qualitative difference to the light because there is a qualitative distinction in the electrons comprising the current. The AC powered disk is tranferred into direct current accessed at varying apertures which texturizes the polarity of the electricity.
\n If you ever wondered why the sky is blue, a more perfect demonstration cannot be arranged: Electron deposition emanating from the sun to the mass of the Earth accounts for a blue illumination—blue is the color in the spectrum that harbors short frequency waves and occurs as a result of relative collision motion. The sky is a matrix mesh of projections from electrons into a vacuum. Space is a hyper honeycomb whose hexagrams are membranes of quicksilver consistency—facets of perfect reflectiveness and continuous angle that simulate location. The super element of mercury, refined to a state where its reflexive lucidity is wieldy for its cunning, is the fluum of time that we perceive. The inertia of the atomic grid careening through pixilated expanses of this substance of malleability beyond any comparable pliable medium as well as mass exceeding the element of gold creates the holographic reality. DNA helixes represent wakes within the time stream. The interposing of nonmetallic substances in this medium agitates the passage of time. Organic matter is made to encounter the ever present pressure of symmetrical flaps of mercury bombarding it as a sieve. Life is a fountain pattern—an illusion of projection, creating a standing wave of a surface and in the end a face; an illusion that can be glimpsed at death all too well—the valves and shunts that animate the fountain are the unremarkable reality emitting our bodies; the world we perceive around us is derived from imprints within our thoughts and our chromosomes, the more subconscious levels conjuring the greatest mountains in the scenery. \n\n The mind is not located in the head. Single minds are functional only as uplinks—the individual mind is insolvent. As a light cone expands to a diameter of exaggerated proportions to the original image, thought is a liberated metal within the mercurial dominion. It is the excessive diminutiveness of the thought which coupled with potential dynamicism of consistency that enables sheer tunnels to be created outside the bounds of what is fed to the head. The incessant waves of spying quicksilver that laden bodily incarnation are bypassed in the medium of thought, and it allows the reasoning human to create filaments through fixed space, and uplink to a real web in astral gigantic realms. It remains only to recognize the reality of what the mind is doing to then remove our body to the deposition grounds of our whims, and conjure our own Universe. The volume of a single electron can be the seed to initialize a separate envelope of liquid metal time and a separate historical chronometry at that. The whole of it is, as it is claimed, but the size of a mustard seed. \n",1]
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If you ever wondered why the sky is blue, a more perfect demonstration cannot be arranged: Electron deposition emanating from the sun to the mass of the Earth accounts for a blue illumination—blue is the color in the spectrum that harbors short frequency waves and occurs as a result of relative collision motion. The sky is a matrix mesh of projections from electrons into a vacuum. Space is a hyper honeycomb whose hexagrams are membranes of quicksilver consistency—facets of perfect reflectiveness and continuous angle that simulate location. The super element of mercury, refined to a state where its reflexive lucidity is wieldy for its cunning, is the fluum of time that we perceive. The inertia of the atomic grid careening through pixilated expanses of this substance of malleability beyond any comparable pliable medium as well as mass exceeding the element of gold creates the holographic reality. DNA helixes represent wakes within the time stream. The interposing of nonmetallic substances in this medium agitates the passage of time. Organic matter is made to encounter the ever present pressure of symmetrical flaps of mercury bombarding it as a sieve. Life is a fountain pattern—an illusion of projection, creating a standing wave of a surface and in the end a face; an illusion that can be glimpsed at death all too well—the valves and shunts that animate the fountain are the unremarkable reality emitting our bodies; the world we perceive around us is derived from imprints within our thoughts and our chromosomes, the more subconscious levels conjuring the greatest mountains in the scenery.
The mind is not located in the head. Single minds are functional only as uplinks—the individual mind is insolvent. As a light cone expands to a diameter of exaggerated proportions to the original image, thought is a liberated metal within the mercurial dominion. It is the excessive diminutiveness of the thought which coupled with potential dynamicism of consistency that enables sheer tunnels to be created outside the bounds of what is fed to the head. The incessant waves of spying quicksilver that laden bodily incarnation are bypassed in the medium of thought, and it allows the reasoning human to create filaments through fixed space, and uplink to a real web in astral gigantic realms. It remains only to recognize the reality of what the mind is doing to then remove our body to the deposition grounds of our whims, and conjure our own Universe. The volume of a single electron can be the seed to initialize a separate envelope of liquid metal time and a separate historical chronometry at that. The whole of it is, as it is claimed, but the size of a mustard seed.
\nThe incorporation of radio waves in AM and shortwave frequency intervals adds the final aspect of dimension to Scimitar. A retro- type radio with prominent vacuum tubes makes an interference pattern of sound and this is heard by the scimitar and in turn translated to greater bursts of power. Antennae of the radios can be spliced together and electrified in their own right to produce a new type of radio enhancement. Many sessions of sound patterns have been recorded throughout my keeping of the prototype. The receipt of radio Amplitude Modulation is reworked into a means for quantum phase discrimination. The facets of the hologram are not visible until direct rays light them. Arriving at the radio receivers engaged with the Scimitar, the full continent of the electromagnetic information departs from an echoed distillation: it manifests as the quantum singularity that springs from the source of the roar of the voice of the Universe. The signal is funneled out into a flux of local power. This sets up an irregular vector of amplification that rends it away from the conduits of normal space-time. The most uncanny results of crystallization of captured radio freight occurred in the interval of experimentation that employ two interposed Borg prism disks, one inclined at a diagonal resting orientation situated behind a flat up-facing counterpart, and sometime linked with atypical conduits—doubling the radiant flux range existing in the air alone. Feedback patterning was at a fever pitch. High pulse rate bursts in the system were registered and as local neurons sensed the array, became a perfect mimic of consciousness—it was none other than a communication between the two orbs. The patterns presented in sound, light and tactile fluctuation at points on the mechanism reach excitations and murmurs, coalescing into a tacit shorthand conversation which implicated me only when it sensed my presence and spoke its dual mind to my somewhat addled neural bouquet. The majority of the gossip was not for my ears. \n",1]
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The incorporation of radio waves in AM and shortwave frequency intervals adds the final aspect of dimension to Scimitar. A retro- type radio with prominent vacuum tubes makes an interference pattern of sound and this is heard by the scimitar and in turn translated to greater bursts of power. Antennae of the radios can be spliced together and electrified in their own right to produce a new type of radio enhancement. Many sessions of sound patterns have been recorded throughout my keeping of the prototype. The receipt of radio Amplitude Modulation is reworked into a means for quantum phase discrimination. The facets of the hologram are not visible until direct rays light them. Arriving at the radio receivers engaged with the Scimitar, the full continent of the electromagnetic information departs from an echoed distillation: it manifests as the quantum singularity that springs from the source of the roar of the voice of the Universe. The signal is funneled out into a flux of local power. This sets up an irregular vector of amplification that rends it away from the conduits of normal space-time. The most uncanny results of crystallization of captured radio freight occurred in the interval of experimentation that employ two interposed Borg prism disks, one inclined at a diagonal resting orientation situated behind a flat up-facing counterpart, and sometime linked with atypical conduits—doubling the radiant flux range existing in the air alone. Feedback patterning was at a fever pitch. High pulse rate bursts in the system were registered and as local neurons sensed the array, became a perfect mimic of consciousness—it was none other than a communication between the two orbs. The patterns presented in sound, light and tactile fluctuation at points on the mechanism reach excitations and murmurs, coalescing into a tacit shorthand conversation which implicated me only when it sensed my presence and spoke its dual mind to my somewhat addled neural bouquet. The majority of the gossip was not for my ears.
\nDuring this stretch, I used an oscilloscope provided by a colleague to monitor the local area. The instrument pictured, at various assessments, images on the screen that were shown as vortex-shaped graphics, some elongated horizontally and moving in a concert of some discernable but unexplained sort. My colleague concluded that it was registering actual entities in the premises, not only from the electrode hook-ups but from the vicinity at large. The range of the interference patterns is discernable when the equipment is converged on the prism disks in an active state and varies within a two meter range, becoming most intense and maximized at proximity of within three feet ( the antennae however can be elongated and commingled so as to enlarge this many times over.) The tornado silouettes oriented themselves in various configurations.\n\n \n(although I have been banned from this forum, the disturbance continues...) \n\n",0]
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During this stretch, I used an oscilloscope provided by a colleague to monitor the local area. The instrument pictured, at various assessments, images on the screen that were shown as vortex-shaped graphics, some elongated horizontally and moving in a concert of some discernable but unexplained sort. My colleague concluded that it was registering actual entities in the premises, not only from the electrode hook-ups but from the vicinity at large. The range of the interference patterns is discernable when the equipment is converged on the prism disks in an active state and varies within a two meter range, becoming most intense and maximized at proximity of within three feet ( the antennae however can be elongated and commingled so as to enlarge this many times over.) The tornado silouettes oriented themselves in various configurations.


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