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Someone Blow My Mind Vol. Illuminati, 2012, Aliens, Life
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Your genes from the start is perfectly working but through perception of environment it can change your genes in a negative way.
Adjusting your perception you can control your behavior, biological genes and rewrite your heredity genes.
Perception and environment can be the same but if your perception differ from your environment it can have positive or negative effect.
Perception controls behavior, genes, and rewrites genes. Perception controls biology/life.
Infinite I/ "Higher Self > Field > Physical Brian > Finite I = Hologram
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Adjusting your perception you can control your behavior, biological genes and rewrite your heredity genes.
Perception and environment can be the same but if your perception differ from your environment it can have positive or negative effect.
Perception controls behavior, genes, and rewrites genes. Perception controls biology/life.
Infinite I/ "Higher Self > Field > Physical Brian > Finite I = Hologram
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Can you elaborate?
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Let me see. Your perception of your environment controls your health. Scientist did a study where they took cells out of a person with unhealthy cells and put them into a different place (out of his body) and the cells grew healthy. The environment are still the same but the perception of the individual changed his biological well being. Another example are the placebo effect you all heard off. It's the perception/believe people have that made them better or unhealthy. Your cells are perfect from the start, but from your perception of the environment being conditioned from your everyday life it changes your well being into negative path.
The way we view the world is different from our conscious physical world. It's merely a hologram projection from the outside source which is your infinite I or Higher Self. From the higher self or infinite I projects different wave lenghts into the field frabric into your physical brain and your conscious from this side of realm perceives it as "reality/hologram."
Most people rewrite their genes without being consciously aware of their subconscious behavior.
Seeing the world this way is equivalent to seeing the earth from being flat into being round.
I'm still working on it. This might not make sense to you and it's ok. Your infinite I has it all planned for you as mine has it all planned for me.
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Someone explain this please
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Watch the demon magician series on YouTube that's one explanation.
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Thanks for sending down that Rabbit hole
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Rhino where those pics from?
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That card trick was nuts but when homie pulled that scarf through the iPhone???!
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That card trick was nuts but when homie pulled that scarf through the iPhone???!
If he turned the whole deck around and all the cards was the one they picked smh
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great episode of the JRE...
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havent seen this in here, if posted my bad...
FBI "vault" of all UFO related investigation/documents collected over the past 50 years.
https://vault.fbi.gov/UFO
some crazy documents in here, there's dozens of dozens of reports, inquiries, interviews, newspaper clippings and photographs on "flying discs" and "saucers". After spending some time in here and reading over some of these documents, its apparent there was definitely a "flying disc" epidemic going on from the mid 40's to late 50's. Enough so that dozens possibly hundreds of legitimate FBI investigations were opened to define and explain the sightings.
just an example of some of the docs you can view.
now whether these "discs" were actually extraterrestrial or foreign-made (Russia, Germany) or a combination of both is the real question.....
FBI "vault" of all UFO related investigation/documents collected over the past 50 years.
https://vault.fbi.gov/UFO
some crazy documents in here, there's dozens of dozens of reports, inquiries, interviews, newspaper clippings and photographs on "flying discs" and "saucers". After spending some time in here and reading over some of these documents, its apparent there was definitely a "flying disc" epidemic going on from the mid 40's to late 50's. Enough so that dozens possibly hundreds of legitimate FBI investigations were opened to define and explain the sightings.
just an example of some of the docs you can view.
now whether these "discs" were actually extraterrestrial or foreign-made (Russia, Germany) or a combination of both is the real question.....
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^ read that Keyhoe book I posted if this stuff interests you
you're welcome
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cool thanks, Ill take a look at it
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It was Pope Leo X who made the most infamous and damaging statement about Christianity in the history of the Church. His declaration revealed to the world papal knowledge of the Vatican's false presentation of Jesus Christ and unashamedly exposed the puerile nature of the Christian religion. At a lavish Good Friday banquet in the Vatican in 1514, and in the company of "seven intimates" (Annales Ecclesiastici, Caesar Baronius, Folio Antwerp, 1597, tome 14), Leo made an amazing announcement that the Church has since tried hard to invalidate.
Raising a chalice of wine into the air, Pope Leo toasted:
"How well we know what a profitable superstition this fable of Christ has been for us and our predecessors."
The pope's pronouncement is recorded in the diaries and records of both Pietro Cardinal Bembo (Letters and Comments on Pope Leo X, 1842 reprint) and Paolo Cardinal Giovio (De Vita Leonis Decimi, , op. cit.), two associates who were witnesses to it.
Caesar (Cardinal) Baronius (1538-1607) was Vatican librarian for seven years and wrote a 12-volume history of the Church, known as Annales Ecclesiastici. He was the Church's most outstanding historian (Catholic Encyclopedia, New Edition, 1976, ii, p. 105) and his records provide vital inside information for anybody studying the rich depth of falsification in Christianity.
http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/vatican/esp_vatican30c.htm
Raising a chalice of wine into the air, Pope Leo toasted:
"How well we know what a profitable superstition this fable of Christ has been for us and our predecessors."
The pope's pronouncement is recorded in the diaries and records of both Pietro Cardinal Bembo (Letters and Comments on Pope Leo X, 1842 reprint) and Paolo Cardinal Giovio (De Vita Leonis Decimi, , op. cit.), two associates who were witnesses to it.
Caesar (Cardinal) Baronius (1538-1607) was Vatican librarian for seven years and wrote a 12-volume history of the Church, known as Annales Ecclesiastici. He was the Church's most outstanding historian (Catholic Encyclopedia, New Edition, 1976, ii, p. 105) and his records provide vital inside information for anybody studying the rich depth of falsification in Christianity.
http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/vatican/esp_vatican30c.htm
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Anyone got scoops on Vatican Secret Archives?
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lightweight champion
Banned
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That'll never pass in the US. Too much money in the treatment, not enough in the cure.
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Anyone got scoops on Vatican Secret Archives?
http://www.theeventchronicle.com/st...00-ancient-manuscripts-available-online-free/
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Damn @ the vatican holding Mayan manuscripts. Got me wondering where's the good stuff up in that joint
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Just watched demon magician.... i'm spooked
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Feelings you've had that you can't explain:
Ambedo. A melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details — raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee — Briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for it's own sake.
Taurus:
Nodus Tollens. The realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you any more — that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre — which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.
Gemini:
Kairosclerosis. The moment you realize that you’re currently happy — consciously trying to savour the feeling —which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an after-taste.
Cancer:
Sonder. The unexplainable feeling of neither sadness nor happiness, but the realization that every stranger around you, whether on the streets or in pictures, has a live as vivid and complex as your own.
Leo:
Nighthawk. A recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night — an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future — that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can successfully ignore for weeks, only to feel its presence hovering outside the window, waiting for you to finish your coffee, passing the time by quietly building a nest.
Virgo:
Catoptric Tristesse. The sadness that you’ll never really know what other people think of you, whether good, bad or if at all — that although we reflect on each other with the sharpness of a mirror, the true picture of how we’re coming off somehow reaches us softened and distorted, as if each mirror was preoccupied with twisting around, desperately trying to look itself in the eye.
Libra:
Vellichor. The strange wi****lness of used book stores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time — filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured.
Scorpio:
Monachopsis. The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach — lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you’d be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.
Sagittarius:
Kenopsia. The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that’s usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet — a school hallway in the evening, an unlit office on a weekend, vacant fairgrounds — an emotional after image that makes it seem not just empty but hyper - empty, with a total population in the negative, who are so conspicuously absent they glow like neon signs.
Capricorn:
Mauerbauertraurigkeit. The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like — as if all your social taste buds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its rich and ambiguous flavours, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
Aquarius:
Xeno. The smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers — a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence — moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
Pisces:
Mahpiohanzia. The disappointment of being unable to fly, unable to stretch out your arms and vault into the air, having finally shrugged off the ballast of your own weight and ignited the fuel tank of unfulfilled desires you've been storing up since before you were born.
Ambedo. A melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details — raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee — Briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for it's own sake.
Taurus:
Nodus Tollens. The realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you any more — that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre — which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.
Gemini:
Kairosclerosis. The moment you realize that you’re currently happy — consciously trying to savour the feeling —which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an after-taste.
Cancer:
Sonder. The unexplainable feeling of neither sadness nor happiness, but the realization that every stranger around you, whether on the streets or in pictures, has a live as vivid and complex as your own.
Leo:
Nighthawk. A recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night — an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future — that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can successfully ignore for weeks, only to feel its presence hovering outside the window, waiting for you to finish your coffee, passing the time by quietly building a nest.
Virgo:
Catoptric Tristesse. The sadness that you’ll never really know what other people think of you, whether good, bad or if at all — that although we reflect on each other with the sharpness of a mirror, the true picture of how we’re coming off somehow reaches us softened and distorted, as if each mirror was preoccupied with twisting around, desperately trying to look itself in the eye.
Libra:
Vellichor. The strange wi****lness of used book stores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time — filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured.
Scorpio:
Monachopsis. The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach — lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you’d be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.
Sagittarius:
Kenopsia. The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that’s usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet — a school hallway in the evening, an unlit office on a weekend, vacant fairgrounds — an emotional after image that makes it seem not just empty but hyper - empty, with a total population in the negative, who are so conspicuously absent they glow like neon signs.
Capricorn:
Mauerbauertraurigkeit. The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like — as if all your social taste buds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its rich and ambiguous flavours, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
Aquarius:
Xeno. The smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers — a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence — moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
Pisces:
Mahpiohanzia. The disappointment of being unable to fly, unable to stretch out your arms and vault into the air, having finally shrugged off the ballast of your own weight and ignited the fuel tank of unfulfilled desires you've been storing up since before you were born.
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