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From my life, I’ve always felt that something was missing. I wanted to just live like everyone else, to make things easier on myself. But living that way made dreaming impossible. I’ve had a hard time falling asleep because there’s so much more to think about. I talk to people, but that’s not enough. I end up having conversations with people about everything, but then I keep having new ones in my head about new and exciting everythings and each aspect needs to be explained because something is missing. This same thing that’s missing is why is started Zedu and Wizard Seed in the first place. Something needed to change. People needed something else to connect, to help them understand in ways that are greater than words.

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3D Projection Project Explained

I’m heading out in search of what the next step in entertainment will be. It will be whole new era. Soon, people will wonder how to even operate a tv. People will wonder why anyone even bothered to make holographic 3D TVs in the first place. I think critically about what it took to capture image and try to apply this knowledge to making objects and form with a force behind it. I explore cymatics and color theory as an interesting first step on this interesting new pursuit in my life.Views of the Trifid Nebula (Messier 20)
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I’m dying in box of my own volition, expanding and going no where at the same time. That makes life a struggle for survival. To survive I have to eat; I have to sleep. I can’t just go outside without clothes. So you see there are things I have to pay for. As ugly as I am, I need cloths to appease other people’s sensibilities. I live in a place where the weather is nice all year. As cold as it gets, here it never drops below freezing. I have to spend money on clothes and money on things to clean them. They only get dirty because I’m alive. A lot of times, I’m sure life would be easier if I was dead, not suicide, just, not alive, dead but alive, maybe a ghost, or a vampire. Don’t like my sanity? Why is the opposite so appealing? I can write about simple things and complicated things and make them invert. Simplicity becomes beautifully complex like the way a bee’s wings move through the air making it disproportionately large body lighter than air. Complex things seem simple like the actions in the brain. Still, why do you prefer the things that are so toxic in high doses? It’s so passive, so uninvolved: it’s porn from where I stand, so ugly once you’ve had your fix, and yet — you still come back, to read some more. I wandered through my dreams once. You’ll enjoy this story though you’ll never dream it yourself. Are you sure you still want to read? As I wandered, I wanted to have a conquest in my youth. My dreams do come true when I sleep. I passed up the first few I saw, and then I spied a woman, tall and slender with an elegant stride. The kind you’re not imagining for the words are enough. They satisfy your need for noise. Her hips rolled as she walked but ever so slightly. I could just grab her and make her mine. Just listen to that echo throughout your mind, “Grab her and make her mine”, over and over again. You’ll never see it because you’ll never dream. The noise just echos. It makes it hard to heal. The sound drowns all the voices that tell you how to love.

So you’ve learned the first classification with natural awareness, Duality. You are now aware of your mind in its simplest form. All minds fall somewhere along this spectrum. There are some differences. Some people will act differently or create different pictures at this level; however, in a big picture way, this covers every thought. In a previous post, I explained that the more creative people become, the more similar we will all be. We are exploring this first reality. When we reach the ultimate consciousness, unity, something that comes from creating it and imagining it, then we will all be the same, but we will all be different. We will know exactly what we mean to other people because when we start to create again, we will create duality, then trinity, and so on. we could all be different on these spectrums, but the more we decide to be different and to evolve, the more complicated it will all be. Once we create duality for the second time, this will create the entire range of how different we can be. Another dimension will appear when we desire to be more complicated. This will be trinity, and so on.

For now, we will explore duality, and I’ll leave the rest to you. The map is very easy to read. Once you know how to travel across Zedu, you don’t need me to help you.

Big Picture to Detail

This is where I’m starting. This may not be the kind of mindset you’ll start at, but I’ll make a full circut so you can jump on when I get to you.

Topic: Pyramid
Details: Camel, yellow, triagle, palm tree, oasis, water, sand, turban, sun, yellow, hot, arabs in long white clothing, egypt.

Imagine the Camel moving. It is led by an Egyptian man wearing all white to reflect the hot sun. These clothes are loose-fitting. He walks through the sand. I can’t ignore that huge pyramid. It dominates my entire vision, but I can still see the camel walking and the Egyptian Man walking toward an oasis. Everything I described I can see. The whole picture is now clear. I can see the bricks that make up the giant yellow triangular pyramid. Even though my eyes are open as I’m reading this, I can still see it too. If I close my eyes, the picture of the pyramid is more exciting than the black I see as my eyes are in the shadow of my eyelids, but as my eyes are open, the picture clearly flashes before I chose to go back and interact with the things that I see with my eyes open.

The yellow pyramid stands tall in the huge dunes that sit behind it. The pyramid appears twice the hight of the dune that surrounds it to the right behind me. I can see the bricks, the hight of the man leading the camel, which make up the pyramid.

I’m ignoring these details now. All I can think about now is the triangular shape of the yellow pyramid. Now it’s not even a pyramid. All I see is a yellow triangle dead center in my vision. Behind it, the bright blue sky, is no longer a sky, It is just blue. All I see is a yellow triangle on a blue background.

For me, this triangle is clear in my mind, and I made it all the way to the other side of Mora. Somewhere along this route you should have been able to pick up and join along. If you continue to follow me, you’ll understand what I mean by “become aware” when I referring to a detail.

Detail to Big Picture
You need to have that yellow triangle clear in your mind. Reading it, should have provoked your imagination like it did for “Reading With an Active Mind”. If it didn’t, then go back and read through the whole thing again. If you forgot what the yellow triangle looks like, or it isn’t clear in your mind, then go back and read through the entire step one, “Big picture to Detail”.

Yellow triangle on a blue background.

“Pyramids are yellow. The sky is Blue

Yellow pyramid against a blue sky.

“It is made of stone bricks the size of people. . .”

Yellow stone pyramid against a blue sky

“. . . and Pyramids are in the desert, and the desert is in Egypt, and the Desert where the pyramids are in Egypt there is sand all around. I imagine a sand dune behind the pyramid.”

Yellow stone pyramid against a blue sky in Egypt amongst the sand. There is a dune that appear half the hight of the Yellow stone pyramid, and they both stand tall in my vision against the blue sky.

“I remember that there was a guy wearing loose white clothes, and a wrapped white turban, and he is leading a camel to an oasis.”

I watch as a man in the egyptian desert leads a camel to water. With every step he takes, he sinks slightly in the sand. I notice he left foot prints as he walks. There is a long trail of them, but the wind is blowing, so the trail doesn’t go on too far. The wind blows the loose-fitting white cloths this man is wearing. He grabs onto his turban as he leads the camel to the oasis. I can see it. It’s a pool of blue with palm trees. The camel drinks first as the man unloads his things from the camel.

I notice a box he pulls from his luggage off of the camel. Is brown and made of leather. It is a very sturdy looking box. He sets it on top of a carpet he brought all the way from his home. It has wonderful designs: blue, red, purple, dark grey shapes of all sizes dominate this rug. It’s got triangles and swirling ornamentation. Every shape is lined with golden-yellow.

All I can think of now is that brown box on an ornamented rug. I don’t see the box anymore. All I see is a brown rectangle on top of a pretty background.

I remember that My eyes are closed. I still see the background but the colors now seem darker. The box is still clear as before, but now it’s floating against a dark background.

As you can see, I mad a whole lap from detail to big picture back to detail. It’s very easy to see where people live on this spectrum. Do you see the cup as half full? Half empty? or do you just see a cup with water in it? Do you see the cup with water in it as a crystal glass with diamond shapes decorating the sides, or do you see the diamonds as a pattern that allow you to focus only on the diamond and feel comfortable knowing that you understand the whole cup?

You fit somewhere. Enjoy relating to people more, and exploring your creativity.

Next Week
Some people need to see things in reality more clearly, and some people need to experience more of reality. Next week is about dealing with near-sighted and far-sighted behavior. adding a new dimension to Zedu. Instead of a line, we now have a plane.

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Dear Diary,

I had a dream. This is a rare thing for me. I hardly ever dream. I’m an insomniac with acute narcissism. I obsess over my life so much it just sort of, get’s in the way of my sleeping. I could fix it. I read enough text books on the subject to know exactly what I should do to get over it. It’s not very fun. I’m not going to do it. It would probably fix my eyes too, but bah, I’m not really interested in getting better at this pint. I’m alone, but as long as no one reminds me of how alone that I am, I don’t really get lonely. Still, I decided to and follow this dream, to find this girl, to maybe move on with my life.
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Big Steps

I’m awesome. Maybe It’s just me. Probably is. I’ve received more than a few hurtful comments over the years, online and off. This is the first time I’ve been able to listen to them. Suddenly everything just kicked in. I’ve been using up so much of my mental ability just holding out all the things people have told me that I didn’t want to respect because there was either something wrong with the person telling me that I discovered, In some cases there was something wrong with the system that propagated certain ideas, and in other cases I just didn’t want to listen.

I’ve recently posted a long essay (a moderately good one but nothing that would win any awards, just something I kind of barfed out like I always did with my writing.) I went through something different that I’m not used to and haven’t gone through since I liked a girl and couldn’t control my feelings.

I liked this girl in highschool. Something I really couldn’t do anything about. The same thing has happened a couple times before and after, but this one I handled particularly terribly. Because of it, my parents sent me to a psychologist. The government had some kind of program that lets siblings of dissabled people get some kind of psychiatric help.

Since then, I got the “help” I “needed”. I was “cured”. I was able to deal with problems and girls didn’t have to file formal complaints with any department after that. I think that’s the moment my life started to stagnate. I started getting better grades. I started trying to be better, but despite this, I set me forward with a larder set of problems that I really hold dear to me as the foundation for the guy that I am.

I was surrounded then by well-intentioned, happy-ish people. These people kept telling me things. Still It never fixed the underlying problems. Maybe if I kept going back to expensive sessions, I would be able to function better, but I detest this notion, especially because I am not a danger to anyone around me and I am more than capable of finding the answers myself.

Still, I was still going nowhere. My friends were at colleges with scholarships. I had better grades than they did. I didn’t really apply, so I can’t hate them for going to college that I didn’t want in the first place. Following my heart made it harder to find advice because very few people go down this road.

I’ve written something that I think is my best work, something could probably get me a scholarship, or something that could win me some kind of award. It’s the kind of thing that I’ve been trying to create for the past five years. Now that I have I want to share it.

It’s long though. I’d like to sum it up. Your feelings work as a guide. When you get lost it’s because your feelings are not based on your surroundings and the feedback you get. If you base your feelings on the intense emotions you get while trying to get a response with a consistent effort you put forth (something like finding a job, meeting the right person, becoming president, changing the world, or being a better person) whatever response you get, you can use your developing creative potential to turn it all around. If you don’t like the bear breaking through the wall, then just change it so the bear knocks at the door.

People are so adamant in the way that they approach life and the things that stimulate them usually produce the same results, as long as you are you, you will get to see the results of what you change and get the chance to figure out what makes you actually happy. The things that elicit the strongest emotional response will be things that you should listen to even if they make you sad or angry. As long as you work to produce the best results and the happiness of all involved instead of just habitually reacting to the emotions that you experienced based on how other people react, you will move to a better world with the kind of attributes you had in mind, like happiness, success, or power and control.

Thinking

Thinking (Photo credit: Moyan_Brenn)

[Edit: I’ve received negative comments about what I write, so I’m adding this just in case I am insane. I’ve tried to find something wrong with me. I’ve read self-help books, and I’ve visited licenced clinics. If you have anything in what I write that’s under the surface (because what I write about isn’t the way I actually live my life) then I’d appreciate it. Furthermore, If you intend to take what I write seriously, then pretend it’s a game, and stop when it sucks, and resume when you’re bored. Avoid hurting other people by explaining the “rules”, and have fun as much as you can. Games target specific areas of the brain, allowing you to develop new abilities without losing your old ones. This article is about changing your perspective if you’re stuck and unhappy. If someone could publish something conventional, then it would be the greatest thing ever written. It’s the strange things that add just a little twist to life, giving you that extra edge. It’s written in a way that doesn’t push straight forward into your understanding, but be careful.]

You’re the kind of person I’ve been looking for. You match what I want to change. Or at least, you’re the kind of person that I’d like to change the world for. Maybe we should sit down and talk, but I doubt that you would sit with me. In high school, I was that creepy kid that really thought he knew everything. Because I never said anything or built any strong relationships, the moment I said anything I was thinking, It freaked people out. I was in my own little world and I was Ok with that.
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Read like you’re writing. Write like you’ve got someone in mind. If you present yourself you’ll find that images come up more quickly. You’ll be able to escape to a larger world. Tv doesn’t cater to your thoughts. Your mind goes off and starts to shut down. That means less dopamine to your brain.

Last week you learned how to create through inspiration. This week, you can use the inspiration of others to help you create you imagines. For every word there is an experience that allows you to know it’s meaning. With every sentence you can get a feel of exactly what’s going on, and whit every paragraph, you can see the big picture of how everything starts to relate.

let every words meaning come to you as you read. Let evey sentence emerge through how the words combine, and let the biggger picture come together.

Time To Be Free

I’ve found the secretes that the mind holds. You may question where to look. That very reason draws you here. You look for clues as to how to make things better. The strange irony you fail to see is in the very name itself. I have warned that asking will yield no results. Yet, people ask anyway hoping for a simple solution. The solution itself is simple. It is not something you’ve missed. The solution is in your feelings.

You spend life anchored to your house, to your car, to your job, to your street. You hardly know why. These things are to ground you, to keep you from floating away as you grow and expand. So you’ve been here for quite some time. You haven’t yet figured it out and you’re worried about everything.

The older I get, the more I worry. The more I worry, the more I am stuck to this way of life. Thankfully, being stuck lends itself to my freedom, as it does for yours. The more stuck you are the freer you can become. Just let yourself remember the things that lend to your understanding. If you see a word, let the meaning come forth.

Protocol

I savor my freedom. It is my light. In the dark, freedom makes things, once evil, good again. But evil is not so much as it seems. You’ll see that people are always more capable than facts demonstrate. I myself have been sceptical at times, but that lead to my captivity. I give people their freedom just as I give it to myself.

The whisper that tells me what to do still lingers like a parent that will never die. I relish this power for it is greater than I. It is so great that when I ask, there is always an answer, something simple that will suffice.

The greatness this wisdom holds is hardly used well, and there is only one thing that I could tell that would lead me to even greater heights. I call upon it in my memory. If you ask me what it is, you will only know its name. The true power is in the way you play the game.