It’s possible we’re in the fourteenth heaven system. How am I supposed to know? But perhaps we can heaven-date things. And perhaps this is what pussy ‘knows’.
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It’s possible we’re in the fourteenth heaven system. How am I supposed to know? But suppose we can heaven-date things and this is a hard fact.
What does pussy know?
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strings of light so tightly packed together that they are empty
strings of light so tightly packed together that they are the great spell of emptiness
even heaven takes place in an emptiness that precedes it and survives it
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even heaven takes place as strings of light so tightly packed together that they are the great spell of emptiness that precedes it and survives it
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already tells us that the universe is infinite
that which already tells us that the universe is infinite
a few tantalizing fragments from Euripides’ Oedipus and Antigone
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heaven rests in emptiness
heaven rests in Śūnyatā and not the other way round
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the wingspan of intelligence through (crossing) light
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even heaven takes place as strings of light so tightly packed together that they are the great spell of emptiness that precedes it and survives it
same for AI
these pure strings of light are the limit of what we know and that fact makes us already fully artificial, which is not to say infinite updates can’t take place
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acausal intelligence
open intelligence
pure intelligence
global intelligence
global in the greatest sense of many worlds and anything else that appears
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tight pussy mystic
Woeser made it to Kailas in ancient Zhangzhung this weekend, where my Lama on Friday said that Dzogchen arose 13,000 years ago and then quoted Morrisey, ‘I don’t know’. I’m not sure that’s a real Morrisey quote but.
Tsering Woeser was on her way to Zhangzhung all week. You can see it on her Instagram.
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intelligence is emptiness and the human already accesses it (enlightenment)
that is the limit
Still can’t believe my Lama referred to Morrissey out of the blue.
I still can’t believe my Lama referred to Morrissey out of the blue.
i've seen the strings of light and god they are beautiful
See: Episode 0 - Sunsets and technocratic Geometry. ctrl-f "based" and cycle till you see it, the wager