The mind is mathmatical; the brain is a reduction lens, focusing reality into mathmatical strageties, constructing "hard" reality by making objects out of frequencies. These mathmatical constructs make blurred potential into sound and color and taste and smell.
If the brain did not function as a lens, the world of reality would be organized by frequency- no space, no time, just events.
The universe is a giant, living hologram, fundamentally indivisible. You and I are holographic
in nature; your awareness, your feelings, your consciousness, and all your emotions are holographic.
The brain itself is a hologram, interpeting a holographic universe.Individual brains are elements
of the greater hologram. Any attempt to separate the universe into parts and particles by naming them is just a convenience, a concession to the brain's three- dimensional function.
Your mental processes are, in effect, made of the same stuff as the organizing principle of the universe/ the Creator. The world of matter, as you think of it, is simply a hologram created by the interaction of consciousness and intent. When the waveform of this flowering hologram, the universe, is observed by conscious intent, a picture is taken of that moment, causing everything
in that moment to coalesce into a single, fixed reality; a hologram with past, present, and future fixed around your intent and governing that moment forever. But only at that moment.
The laws of one moment do not necessarily apply to the next. Likewise, a picture taken by that moment taken by two different observers with different intent, will generate a different hologram,
fixed with different realities, drawing different conclusions.
Any dimensional shift occuring
within a hologram is simply the vibrational variance of your own conscious intent when observing the hologram. You see what you want to see.The universe is what you think it is. And every time you change, the universe changes.
So,what does that say about the fixed laws of anything?
There aren't any.
The laws of physics,so called,aren't fixed at all. They aren't even laws.They are simply habits of thought, the single pattern of a hologram done again and again until it becomes a habit, belief in a
certian way of thinking held for so long it appears to be immutable.
Reality is a giant hologram , and in it, past, present and future appear to be fixed, to a point.
But that is not the only hologram. There are many such realities floating around out there, timeless , spaceless, each of them fixed in their own past, present and future - parallel universes, jostling and swimming like so many amoebas.
Occasionally these jostlings actually jolt you into premonitions. And when you act upon a premonition and appear to alter the future, what you are really doing is leaping from one hologram to the other. There are many separate holographic futures, and you choose which events are going to manifest and which are not by leaping from one hologram to another.
It is your capacity to leap that makes you free, free will creators of your own destiny. Despite appearances, we are beings without boundaries.
From 'The Gathering'
by William Gammil
Seekers and Visionaries
The Words of my Perfect
Teacher_Patrul Rinpoche
The Hermetic Tradition_Julius Evola
Secret Cipher_Allen Greenfield
The Holy Place_Henry Lincoln
The Secret Books of the
Egyptian Gnostics_ Jean Doresse
Thrice Greatest Hermes_G.R.S Mead
Sinister Forces_ Peter Levenda
There is very little fixed geography in the umbra; realms shift their positions and appearances depending on the expectations of people, a path that previously led to the pleasant fields of Dao may suddenly lead to the City of Seven Iniquities. But a few landmarks are stable, some fixed by human belief like the circles of Hell, others kept stable by secret metaphysical relationships in the Umbra. One such landmark is the City of Pyramids.
The City is located on the edge of the Abyss, around the shores of a dark river that falls over the edge into a silent waterfall. Just as the name implies the city is dominated by numerous pyramids and necropoli amid the labyrinths of bone-white buildings. The sky is black as the abyss. Cold winds smelling of ice and silence sweep in from the nothingness outside and make the ashen sand in the streets creep around corners like a living creature.
The City of Pyramids is known among the Adepts as the final way station before the great emptiness. It is the last stop on the Path of Shin before it enters Daath. All mages must sooner or later undergo this journey in some form to reach Ascension - or be annihilated by Oblivion. The souls of those mages who choose to remain in the world or do not dare to cross the Abyss will slowly sicken and warp under the weight of the Ego, and they will loose the ability to see the true path before them.
Unlike what one might think the City is not empty, it just feels abandoned. Inside the austere buildings and labyrinths presences watch, and sometimes unusual footsteps can be seen in the drifting sand. From the Abyss some Qlippoth, the empty husks left over from creation, have entered the city and hidden in the nethermost chambers and most inaccessible tombs, chattering and gnawing on each other.
But the most dangerous inhabitants of all are the Failed Ones. They were once mages who boldly tried to cross the Abyss, but turned back in fear or did not even dare to leave the City. Unable to return to the world they remain among the pyramids, growing ever more bitter and incomplete. Some of them have remained here for millennia, becoming unhuman and dangerous. Travellers must beware of the shadows that stalk them, or they will join the piles of gnawed bones and skulls beneath the Pyramid of the Four Princes.
Anders Sandberg
The stars in Orion, and the Aldebaran, and Alpha
Aquila,are the letter of the summit of a bee, though
not carried whole stone. And fair women they
do make my body.