Stormy Weather Forum

Ah- the seeds of doubt.. we should sew them far wide as the paranoia Johnny Appleseed tells us. Come take a stroll in the infinite regress of mirrors, US/THEM division. divide and control.. as we sit upon our ego throne of knowing casting division and dispersion.. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. it's not a prism of multicolored light. It's just black and white. body and spirit. the tulpas and the REAL. the out and the in.. Love the boundary. Love the isolation. Stop expressing your energy.. your flow.. Original wound of original sin for you naughty fallen children. you know you are naughty. you know you are flawed little selves.. so come to the arbiter of final truth- DEATH.. who shall sell you finality.. who shall sell you delusions of knowing.. of absolute truth. Don't you feel finality..? APOCALYPSE? Or perhaps that is the gateway we sit at as a culture.. waiting for apocalypse.. for the CATACLYSMIC SOMETHING on the horizon. OH GOD OH GOD. WILL I DISSOLVE? WILL IT BE PAINFUL? AM I CHOSEN? WILL I BE FLUSHED AWAY WITH THE NON-BELIEVERS? IT'S TOO MUCH TOO MUCH. I CAN'T TAKE IT. SOMEONE ELSE TAKE OVER. I SURRENDER. I SURRENDER. CHRIST I SURRENDER! To churches, to politicians, to asceticism, to hedonism, to gurus, to ideology, to those whose visualize themselves masters of their tulpa slaves..? Those stupid lesser beings.. Are we reliving our preprogrammed patterns failing to truely come to terms and intergrate our inner child, our desires, our shadow, our body, our wandering minds? Like those patterns- Am I JUST A TULPA? Can I just be ignored? Compartmentalized. Separated. Pay no attention. Are we so different? Am I just MERCURY the mind merchant..? Which is funny considering I'm not selling any product...and Jason is..

Seeds of doubt, What IF the beatles were a psy-op?

Good question.. one to ponder and think about...



What if STORMY WEATHER is a psy-op? What if Jason is a disinformation agent to befuddle and confuse those confused who seek knowledge with a faith of 'knowing'? The faith of which he is a vanishing point? Or perhaps he is unwittingly so.. what is called in the intelligence community a "useful idiot"? Maybe he is just a charlatan who gave up on the path and humanity and has a keen business sense from his aristocratic upbringing and sees an opportunity to perpetuate his self patterns? Or perhaps he is just a jaded conspiracy theorist/mystic that too many people have looked to for answers and he has come to the point where he just doesn't give a fuck about the contradictions he perpetuates.. because his 'knowing'.. his sense of self as a hunter is just doing what he does... hunting prey.



Just some PARANOID AWARENESS for ya.

By the way, the last two podcasts Jason was the most honesty I've heard from you in a while so.. for what that's worth.. Cheers. I'm always down for a one on one talk with ya.. I think it would be quite enjoyable but I'm not paying for it! Or you could just ignore this! PAY NO ATTENTION THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN... but honestly, I feel for you. You sound like someone in a lot of pain...

language is a viral infective
reflective like liquid mercury
perspective point vanishing
banishing demons into the shadow
obscuring plateaus
of plasmatic information
try to remember
creation is remembrance
the holographic sight of the spiral serpentine
dna biomachine
downloading
akashic scratch on the record
the word reflective
subjective objective
in divide dual perspective
all is metaphor in the allegory
of the convex concave
attention collapses waves
breaking point
potential gave
vision knowing
creation made
eat the apple
free the slave

seeds of doubt
cast about
by the stormy sorcerer psy-op project
lure them in
drag them down
amuse them
confuse them
learn their weakness
learn their fear
pretend to help
pretend to be sincere
shit on their heroes
shit on their dreams
laughing like the joker
contradicting over and over

I like the heart in this one.. but let's play the devil's advocate.. maybe his twin is right. Maybe we are determined. NO FREE WILL.. or maybe the question of free will has no answer because the problem is in the phrasing of the question.. flawed coding. What is free? What is will? What is it that has a free will? Do I make the choice to type these words? To continue to come onto this forum. To pick this seemingly random smiley --> Or is it all a play of those strange attractors in the morphic field more commonly referred to archetypes, memes, platonic forms.. Mythic godforms playing games with puppets.. or a lonely bored god in infinite solitude who decide to play hide and go seek in his forms or tulpas or perhaps it's none of that because it doesn't matter. The question is meaningless mirroring of hungry ghosts wandering in the abyss of language.. Do I freely breathe my breath? Is it my will? Where do I draw the boundary of what I am? Am I my breath? Am I my beating heart? The labyrinthine caverns of genetic memory which perpetuate pre-programmed patterns of processing the panacea of the pleroma (πλήρωμα)? Like I asked before what is it that surrenders? And what does it surrender to?

Perhaps, Apocalypse is the archetype of the revelation of the archetype of Self. It's still part of the story. Archetypal patternings. Original causation/final effect. Alpha/Omega.. as a result of the accumulative morphic structure of the way in which we habitually use language and our perceptions are entrained in a way that promotes the individual (in divide dual) perspective.. The somebody hero narration curve male climax first person APOCALYPSE REVELATION.. This is your birth. This is your life. This is your death. From the beginning to the end of the sentence. Death sentence. And every sentence has a point. Get my point? You will! (Carrot-stick)

End and goal.— Not every end is a goal. The end of a melody is not its goal; but nonetheless, if the melody had not reached its end it would not have reached its goal either. A parable.- Friedrich Nietzsche, The Wanderer and his Shadow

"Anyone who says otherwise is working for the matrix."

matrix ma"trix (m[=a]"tr[i^]ks), n.; pl. Matrices
(m[a^]t"r[i^]*s[=e]z). [L., fr. mater mother. See Mother,
and cf. Matrice.]
[1913 Webster]
1. (Anat.) The womb.
[1913 Webster]

funny to see the ways in which the mama matrix most mysterious is seen by so-called "mother bonded" humans who more than likely had pretty toxic experiences in the womb and during birth and missed out on breastfeeding(what the "mother bonded" could actually be searching for, their LACK of early bonding).

let your karma be your dharma

I've always found that etymological overlap or co-relation between mother, matrix, matr, maya very illuminating. Matter and the body, as not a matrix of control, but rather a womb from which we are still emerging.. when viewed from linearity and time.. which is the process by which things grow.. Outside of time- there is no growth because growth is a view of linear perpective.. but when viewed from a non-local perspective- we exist both as the formation and summation of this cosmic totality.. or in McKenna's eloquent phrasing- The strange attractor at the end of time.

The initial experiences of our sense of safety or biosurvival intelligence is crucial.. it's not the whole picture but it is a formative element and grounding of the subsequent development of our sense of being comfortable in our bodies and in the world at large... the ability to hold your inner child and sing "Don't worry 'bout a thing.. because every little thing .. is gonna be alright." This seems the foundation for later neurosomatic experiences of wholeness or totality.. of body-mind-environment-spirit-unity.

Call me paranoid, but this Memetic Alchemy guy sounds suspect. I mean really, if Jason is actually an agent for psyops warfare, what better way to deal with our paranoia than by employing a dim-witted front man who casts half-serious accusations like the ones above?

Now I'm certain that Jason is working for Them!

and they are both connected to this mysterious Jesse Miller. notice his highly trained and skillful performance in the last two Mystic Mind podcasts posing as an acolyte of Jason when in fact it's quite obvious now that he's the mastermind behind this whole sordid affair.

Yeah, I'm totally suspect.. I mean- who am I to come on here and challenge the dogmatic rigidity of the one true word of the Stormy Swami? I totally run a personality deconstruction virtual camp where people go and then come out the other side not asking questions anymore sounding like a robot-clone army.. I am so Mr Somebody out there calling myself the king of clones, basking in my reflection with my legion of parrots there to prostelytize the end and flip a tit when someone calls me out on my shit, ranting in juvenile psuedofreudian tirades because mommy didn't hold me enough, or my big brova' was SO mean to me and I just can't handle buying my own toothpaste.. WAAAAHH!

Or maybe I'm just a guy, a somebody, who chafes when people who pretend to be nobodies wasting their energy deriding other people for choosing to send out signal in all this fucking noise and then go out and shit on people for their personal gain.. to build up thier no-brand brand. Aeolus Kephas Inc; the brand name golem. I'm somebody who knows enough about how psychological manipulation works to see the makings of a cult when I see one. Charismatic leader. Personality deconstruction. Isolation from larger society. No questions allowed.. People who are tight-assed anal obsessed and sexually repressed (also from the very anti-feminine vibe here.. afraid to come out of the closet. It's ok boys. You're big boys and you don't have to be afraid of daddy judgement.) I have no qualms telling you that this is so very fun for me.. *shrug* especially now that there is so much resistance.. which is ironic considering Jason is always rambling about how what you resist you give more power.. I acknowledge that my mercury is in mars.. which is also my own bias.. which I am not afraid to admit. I am not afraid to tell you that I am somebody, my parent's called my Jon so my name is Jon.. that's not something I dwell on. I have a secret name that I got from strange synchronic death and rebirth of my personality.. coincidentally, like Aeolus that also starts with Ae.. but unlike Aeolus that name is only for me to know. I write, and play music.. I make a podcast.. which is called Boundary Dissolution with memetic alchemy.. which is not my name.. I do not refer to myself as the memetic alchemist nor do I inflate this alias to epic proportions and give it it's own virtual face.. it was a parody of a product initially commenting on the spectacular commodification of this particular media.. Boundary Dissolution- Now with memetic alchemy! Offer valid in the abyss. Void where prohibited, prohibited where void.. because the intent and trajectory of my podcast is awareness of the mediation between us and direct experience.. the mediation of language, ideology, and other spooks and ghosts that disembody us so we can be unwilling agents of this archonic language virus.. The empire never ended!

I tried reading your response but I was too distracted by your fractal morphing sig image.