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This is part 8 of a 12 books suite. Creator species, the UI, god, gaia, extraterrestrials, are the main subjects, or the entities that could be involved in the life and universe creation. It`s about existence, the rise of intelligence from "nothingness", our goals in space, good and evil. It's highly spatial spiritual, with existential functions, universe reformulations, and spinning understanding

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Jean-Nichol Dufour

Hi, i'm super hot and interesting, but I write because the way of the egotism competition is hell to me, so i'm doing something about it, and it is surely not to serve it, make it more of a condemnation, brainwash myself to appreciate it, or invest myself for it. I'll make a new system instead, a good system, because that's one thing humanity should have believed in and fought for, a fair system because i'm not a loser, a cheater.Jean-Nichol DufourZipyzaty.hotmail.com

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    Lift-Off - Jean-Nichol Dufour

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    Copyright 2011 Jean-Nichol Dufour

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    POWER MECHANIC

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    This is part 8 of a suite forming the book A Flower To Life. The suite version is for free distribution, and only me touched the text up to the signature garden edition, which should mark the end of my work, somewhere around 2023. It must remain easily available freely, in integrity of form, without cheating me, forever, even if a transfer of platform becomes necessary, as free because I know this will be a unique and rare artefact, and I don’t want anybody to get rich by exploiting it after I’m dead. I will fight anybody cheating me of my work, or removing its conscience connection by stealing or exploiting my creative effort, including by handicapping my exposure, by cracking my passwords to modify my text, or by using an AI as a trojan horse to discredit me, but anybody can use my writings if the source is mentioned in evidence, as it is done usually. Spiritually, my work is sacred with my life as free, this is for people to read and discover a whole new world of opinions, in a free state of mind, it is not to make a sect or religion, or to enrich some people. I put the best of my life in this as a modern monk, since I passed my time glorifying life at the extreme as a writer, while failing to live from lack of means and system incompetence.

    Dissociating my name from this would be the equivalent of discarding it to me, it is an attachment to my mind that will follow me all the way to afterlife. It’s about giving a different perspective to people than the current life and intelligence inadequate way of existence, see if current society can tough a stupid book, outside the box opinions and visions, without cheating me of my rights, including fair help, or if it will go nuts with counter evolutionary fears and irrational behavior, like hiding or burning said stupid book not nice with the rich, since this one is free and written by a bum at the bottom.

    I will bear my name proudly whatever holier than thou haters can’t tolerate different opinions than what’s provided by media institution in this system of mass bullshit distribution, you won’t stop my creativity by making me fear my opinions, or what makes me different, or by growing out of proportion, or degenerating into confusion, any little mistake I could make in this 3650, 10 pages a day book, of a thousand divergent opinions and unique visions written in another language than my own while using a narrative tending to generalization.

    For some I’ll be their hero, for other a zero, people make their reputation in big part from their opinions and judgment, it’s even an investment in pride, and while you don’t have to like me, you’ll definitively have to tolerate me, or be prepared to stand before god figuratively, for a speech about my fundamental liberties. Particularly those inconsistent people who will be the first to sing freedom of speech, while trying to demonize and censorship those who don’t fit their vision like they have a score to settle with logic and intelligence. Still, I will remain open to criticism, people are even entitled to laugh at me, whatever the curses I’ll unleash; I can probably understand, since I caught myself into foolishness quite a few times. I believe people should have a way for their words to have a reach so they can make connections, at least as an alternative to inadequate socialization, education or psychology, and that’s in part why I’m writing too.

    I wrote this through a lot of opposition and discouragement in some of the worst normal mental environment available that the best country of the world managed to offer as a courtesy for birthing me. And while the insecurity of my life and work requires that I make regular uploads, no previous version can be used in a public way than the last one I uploaded, and that applies to my whole series. Finally, I dissociate myself and my work apart from any worsening of the current humanitarian situation by default, I wrote this with a new reality (system) in mind, I’m not responsible for the Canada, sorry, been borderline all my life, and I can’t accept to have my philosophy and all the concepts I made or redefined, including my vision of a monetary system and political system, cultural society vision, my city vision too, invalidated by some political quest for popularity, proving this or that doesn’t work because somebody copied some concept and superficially applied it to some aspect of the current stupid insane system; it would eliminate the possibility for a new way, the why I wrote this.

    Furthermore, I will add, for morons, that I work from the current system, so you sure won’t get on my good side by removing my rights because I talk about a new reality; I don’t live in my reality, I design a new system for the future of life and humanity that will develop a new reality. It is not mine, I will never say my reality, and it doesn’t exist or my life would be very different. The idea is that a system is like a machine, while reality is anything turning around a life, or life as an entity, and the human driven system can either make it better or worse. So for some people they have their ideal reality, their paradise vision, since they defend it with all their might and want nothing else if it’s not based on the same ideology, while for me I’m forced to it, I won’t encourage it if I can. I’d have gone criminal, maybe a killer, if it was not for my work and the vision of good and evil I developed, because this reality it’s hell to me, as a person of life understanding that sees my whole life passing before my eyes in the most lacking ways. I’ll talk about a new reality as I envision the future of the system I’ll invent, but it doesn’t exist yet, so you’re not forced to it, and it won’t be the same for sure. I won’t become a politician to change your reality, I hate it, we reject each other mutually, since the whole planetary life adventure was doomed to fail as soon as this absurd cheating vision of human life energy distribution got started is my opinion.

    Furthermore, I will still seek to take my human fundamental rights versus the technological level I evolve in, when possible, as I will define them in my work, even if I’m stuck in a cheating reality of systemic injustice that will refuse them to me, whatever the sick hypocrite strategy, even by cheating around its own cheating laws, all the way to spying on me if need be.

    I don’t do this to spread hate or to cause troubles for the pleasure for sure, I do it because I’m unhappy while I adore life, and understanding why led me to update myself and reinvent the world, while expressing what I personally experience, like, and dislike, in a strong enough way to make a stand before I die. It’s a question of self-respect, so some general attitudes and types of personalities, or mentalities, who have been a big problem in my life are going to at least feel bad if I can, probably as a natural process of explaining all the wrongs of hell, 2 jobs and more for the price of one.

    Some attitudes won’t have it nice for sure, as I write about the justifications, to lead interested people into the creation of a truly good system, because that should be a good idea, not a foolish one, for a start. Provoking that would be worth my effort, as an outsider into monk business, but some rich types with connections could debark and start competing to do their little utopia for the wrong reasons for the wrong results, so I’ll provide a working vision, if we are to skip 50 years of political misunderstandings, and a whole never ending manipulation competition from media corporations too. At least I’ll want the option of a beautiful vision for myself, so I can get more worthy friends than condescending people in afterlife, while down here current leadership is heading humanity into a nice little dystopian future that I call hell. I will only retreat if I see a better vision than mine, not one made for the most egotic as a competition, it’s an ideological question. So they better not assume realities are new things they can play with like pyramidal gods and divas, this is my work, I represent the integrity of all of this, in actual leadership as my writings, and as a reflection of it, philosophically, mentally, and spiritually.

    While it’s easy to say I’m just taking my basic right of criticizing the hell out of the world, my situation is that I hate how everything is presented to me because of all the mass cheating, manipulation, corruption, deception, bitching and useless complexities in the name of marketing existence for profits. So I’m writing in part to say why I’m living a life of frustration and poverty, in my understanding, which pretty much amounts to living as a recluse in the woods, just right in the middle of a city, to understand, imagine and design a social, mental and spiritual environment where I would have been happier in my opinion. To succeed I’ll have to be a leader in good and evil matters too, which means I’m not the type to sell my soul to the devil, even if I can take the coat.

    My book is about kicking aside the bullshit too, it comes with the job, back where it’s from preferably, and starting over from scratch as a quick transformation, from trying to deduct the best vision for everything, even spirituality. So it will cover a vast range of hard philosophical, spiritual, personal, psychological, political, social animal and fundamental universal interdimensional subjects, and gaining all round competence with all that will require lots of time and quite a few updates to get right, particularly with the style I have chosen. While some will argue about my style, I believe I have chosen the fastest and best route to get my arguments read by a maximum of people in an understanding way that’s actually credible. And one last thing, up to the signature garden edition, all my work is free of external influence that I know of; I made 0 cents of profits from it, and nobody is communicating with me, no logo from the meat industry, no humorist influences, it is all the invention, imagination and deductions of someone that was curious and interested in science when young, had to deal with religious resentment a little, did a bit of military, learned a bit of technology, discovered his inadequacy, got himself a logical spirituality, and finally a nice mentality, and a sense of humor that some may find cringy, after losing all sociability, with my limited English vocabulary. All that has arisen from forming my opinions as I experienced current reality and kept a general interest on everything, to remain your usual citizen, under the form of general leadership, even if that’s one long stretch of many planets to get right. Internet involvement is very minimal, except to read the news mainly, no TV, I still managed not to read the bible, nothing on the brain, no book on psychology or philosophy or mathematics or astrophysics, I don’t have time to read books like that, like I don’t have time to get an education in English, so I’ll keep it at just throwing words around. Not that such subjects are uninteresting, far from it, I’ll make a show so much they are, but I write these days a lot.

    POWER MECHANIC

    There is this military shipyard place I feel I dreamt about a few times in my 30’s, where I’m working on a super frigate. The last one took place in a lake, a gigantic submarine was accosted to another docked ship, and the frigate was accosted to the other side of the submarine. I don’t know what happened, I know the submarine saved the other ship, but something was critically wrong and I had to take a quick decision about the submarine; I debarked on it walked a little to and fro without entering it, then went back to the frigate and said yes as a decision. Then both the frigate and the submarine were in the middle of the lake and accelerating in synch while I was standing at the prow of the frigate, absorbed and concentrating on the prow of the submarine which was slowly lifting as both ships were accelerating tremendously fast. The end of the lake was coming, but the river was just a few meters deep and the hole in the forest was not large enough. Still, when we reached that point, the submarine was almost flying and both machines zipped through the canal destroying some trees along the way, and then we could reach the ocean and the military base. There I continued dreaming of fooling around, visiting the place, doing deep diving through corals and colorful fishes. I eventually met the captain of the submarine who was not happy to see me; he complained that the engine of the submarine had lost 1/3 its power, I didn’t seem to care. A little later I took a walk around, and sitting at the far end of the dock were 3 women. I sat beside the one with a sad look and took her hand in mine. All of a sudden, the captain of the sub appeared and pushed me aside to take her beside himself; I said, Relax, I’m sorry and I sat on her other side. The 2 other women sat in front of us and said in unison, she loves you pointing at me (A hole in time here). Then I entered some kind of hospital and I saw her on a bed with a priest trying to make an exorcism on her. When he saw me, he jumped on her and I jumped on both trying to separate them. While doing so I ripped-off the arms of the priest, but they were attached together like an independent patent, so no blood, then I grabbed the priest by the leg and bashed his head a few times on the leg of the bed until I heard a loud crack, for more violence, then I told him he was lucky I was not in the mood to kill and I threw him outside (A hole in time here). I went to visit the woman at the hospital again and I met her 2 friends there, they told me the priest was outside the door the whole night reciting stuff; I suddenly had a shotgun in my hands, but what happens next is unknown...

    ~I’m sure you half made the end, but woke-up doing it from the stupid anticipation.

    There is this dream I made 2 times, to shut-up camera people bullshiting me a reputation it seems. It was a beautiful morning and I made a multi role wooden warplane; it is stealth so it can pass radars, it can carry a powerful bomb that cam blow-up a whole house, it is cheap so almost anybody can have one, but acrobatics is where it excels. Then I’m at some kind of military plane exposition, where I know my plane will be the source of much ridicule from another almost identical dream, but this time I’ll defend it.

    ~You already made a dream about that dream, so now you’re ready.

    Yes, from my understanding, my intelligence is learning from the use I make of my conscience, and both perform with my creativity, so I’m played tricks. And this is very serious, so much that I don’t doubt I can be served premonition dreams as a trick. It’s not the case, I’m kind of served a scenario I can interpret as such, which will contain elements of my willpower, my desires and fears, but if I can invent lands, like the terrain to build a city upon later, then I’m not surprised that I dream of stuff that can be used in future dreams.

    ~Your flying sausage dream makes me feel weird you know.

    Leave my flying sausage alone.

    ~What if you witnessed your intelligence defining the sausage, because it was really not flying around, it was more like hovering in front of you like an entity of the heavens, it almost had an aura.

    It was just some random sausage, don’t overblow it, it was just my brain enjoying a moment of simplicity. It was not like an epic collector’s item you’d find in some dream adventure.

    ~Where you got to know where to go to find the best stuff.

    That one felt like it was in the sky, there was nothing nowhere, just me, a flying sausage, and a blue sky.

    ~At least we talked about it.

    I’m way more traumatized when I’m dreaming of cleaning the dishes, if you want to know.

    ~Must mean you can play dirty, or you’re going to mop em all.

    I meet a bunch of hot shot pilots who like to laugh a lot with their self-inflated attitude, they’re doing the posers around the cockpit of a P38 or something, and on its wings are glued a bunch of models of older planes. As I pass beside them to enter a bus I ask them you’ll fly this plane? as some kind of joke; they don’t like it. Then it’s time for media people to make their show, and all the attention is for my plane because everybody wants to prove it’s total crap. First they launch it to prove it can’t destroy fart, for that they send it to destroy a bunch of ship containers. When they launch the bomb they are rewarded with an extraordinary explosion rivaling atomic devices, the TV helicopter had to manoeuver like crazy to survive the blast while using a variety of curses and coarse language that sounded gay a lot. There is a loud OH! arising from the masses on the ground too, but then when the fire subsided the TV guys laughed that nothing has been destroyed, but they are lying since we can see that 3 containers are missing, but they didn’t explode, they vaporized leaving rectangular marks on the ground, and all the containers around are perfectly intact and clean; people on the ground are applauding. I’m personally very impressed and proud of the power and precision. Then they send my plane to fight against a fighter jet, it lasted one second, it got disappeared in a big explosion before even doing something, lost in advance.

    ~It’s just a wood plane, common.

    The TV assholes are laughing harder, and that pisses me off a lot. I’m heading for the garage to repair the last plane because I know in advance that someone slacked all the nuts on it so reporters could dismantle it with their bare hands to prove how much of a dangerous scrap it is.

    ~A tip from another dream, right?

    As I get there I meet that girl I had my nicest love story with, I see her from far away, she’s reading some text to a person in a wheelchair, as I concentrate on the text with my superman vision, I can see that it is a piece of my writings, she sees me too, and smile. I’m surprised that she’s here since I’m remaking an old dream where she was not in it, I know this.

    ~Weird.

    I’m not surprised to see her though, since I dreamt quite a few times about her since we separated, and the same for my (our) cat. I smile too and carry on to the garage. I’m tightening-up the nuts when TV people debark as a group, they are live and laughing in advance, I get out from behind my plane intent on confronting them. They freeze on the spot when they see me, but I’m not hostile, I just tell them diplomatically that I never made a plane to compete against governmental production, I don’t have time to add more since they are running away.

    ~They better, unless you unbolt their legs.

    Then I appear on a flying ship, it’s a ship with copter blades, it is piloted by a very moronic person who seems intent on destroying it hypocritically, there is another person doing chores and this one is still more of an evident retard. We’re very high in the air when the pilot cuts the engine over the ocean, or a lake, the ship plunges with such force that it actually gets totally submerged, but it survived perfectly. Then the pilot asks his helper to drop the anchor, but he asks to stop it on its way instead of letting it reach the bottom, which the helper does by planting a steel bar on the chain, doing so piercing a big hole on the wooden bulkhead. Then the pilot is all angry at his helper for damaging the boat, and the later starts to protest, but it is at this moment that they seem to notice me. I accuse the pilot of not taking care of the ship since there are already quite a few holes in that spot, and whatever or not they were justified to plant a steel bar to control the anchor, these holes should have been patched. They are both frustrated about my comment and the helper tries to hit me; I protect myself but he hurt his hands on my arms. He tells me that he’ll sue me for violence (I actually lived the exact same situation lately). I tell him Oh yeah? Then you won’t lie! I get out a policeman rubber baton and start distributing hits on both their moronic mouths in turn.

    ~There are a few violent moments in your dreams.

    THE SHELLING PART 8

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    LIFT-OFF

    You can’t ignore the fact that extraterrestrials exist and may have visited our planet. You can’t write about life, write about the universe and write about god without talking about this possibility. So that’s what I’ll do to finish the shell part of my seed, and to help along the brain of this world which seems unable to imagine something cool that doesn’t end-up fitting godly stereotypes.

    ~Don’t be too hard with them, you really knocked the air out of the god ideology, in the previous chapter.

    I think at this point people understand the importance of spirituality so I’ll continue these explorations, more relax, as I understand the historical weight of religious indoctrination, often enforced with violence, and the extraordinary manipulation level involved in their glorification.

    ~You gave all entities a new life, you fought bravely for the what’s important, explored unknown territories, came back stronger and better with great insight, even your science explorations are flabbergasting, you’ve earned some bragging rights, and respect.

    Thanks.

    ~I try to continue my positive contribution, while encouraging you, even if I’m a little frustrated my presence is so small, you won’t flush me at least? I’d prefer if you kind of became dependent so much I’m worth it.

    Totally worth a hundred times the investment, don’t underestimate your usefulness, continue wagonning. As people already know, I decided to fit the ascended in my ideological view, since the whole humanity got itself way over its head in godly concepts incompetence. I see them as people who are appropriate with life, or creation, but there are a few different scenarios available. I could say that the strength of my belief in god is generally inversely proportional to the popularity of the form, or, if you prefer, the more a god vision got followers in this reality, the less credible the story, generally, and it applies to people versus their Supertars gods and divas too.

    ~Always the reverse engineer...

    We all know by now that current god religious visions are bullshit to me, something I can qualify as manipulation to encourage and defend evil, that’s why I give them the fool or foul aspect of god beliefs, that’s what they represent to me, just so they don’t say I’m weird when I’ll talk about the Flower machine as an extension of the UI...

    ~Stuff beyond the imagination of everybody, while everybody is trying to show his special side all over the place, for some irony. We already did a lot of work defining your vision of entities, like the global intelligence in The Seat Of My Mind, and Gaia in Life Infinite. Love Entanglement got a lot of religious related god philosophy too.

    We still need a more throughout visit of the lot of powerful beings we never end hearing about and that cause so many problems in our lives. This system started with its vision of god(s), something satisfying mass cheaters and manipulators and people seeking fame, or wishing to own or control everything, we went through this for the most part, we explored spirituality in love, in the brain, in life, in good and evil, now we’ll take things from the universe standpoint.

    ~We already defined these entities, that’s a big start.

    We already talked about the superficiality of the whole religious god vision, where fundamentals are missing and where people are proving that they don’t believe in actual reality from lack of profound understanding, even if they kneel and have illogism or magic on their side, and get their sins erased for a dose of brainwash, etc, etc.. The visions of ascension we explored don’t permit that. But knowing the intrinsic of their weaknesses, gods and divas, we can always enjoy a scenario where they are used to select out those who can too easily be fooled by manipulators and their magic tricks.

    ~Since the highest brick of evil is manipulation.

    Using manipulation. As we know, understanding it or detecting it is critical for good, but using it at a minimum is the further step that makes the intelligence of good shine. All the entities we defined all follows logic and principles imposed by a process that is beyond even them, yes. Even if they can do things that look like magic, they are still explainable logically or scientifically, maybe in the future at the worst, and we’ll continue that path.

    ~Even the spiritual visions we explored, with actual spirits, is all explained logically.

    So we will continue making all the possible powerful entities we can think about part of the fundamental spirituality and philosophy structure upon which reposes and can be build the new system, under a package we call the life-universe ideology.

    ~Not a control for egotism pyramidal system of exploitation, deresponsibilisation, history falsification image reform party style, and exponential injustice based on PMIBBD, division and competition hype and FAFFA sex.

    Yes, you removed the words from my mouth. Our view is an associating one, related to life and the universe, possibilities, the necessity of good and love, all within the same logical package of goals and steps that will develop with time.

    ~Interesting enough that people will finally debark from their selfishness indoctrination.

    The visions we developed until now already have become argument helping along the necessity and viability of the new system, and we’ll continue giving them more value toward that end too. For most people with an already chosen path it may not mean much, just some science fiction stuff, but for me it will be just hammering the final nail in the coffin of the ego-god(s) ideology, to finalize a spirituality that makes sense, a small gesture, even it’s far bigger than the start of religions...

    ~They stay with their stupid miracles if they want, we got the miraculous universe!

    Like many vision of things I developed, I’ll prefer to give general directions rather than final truths, so I’ll expose a few more scenarios, since I can easily live and believe in many spiritual scenarios.

    ~And me I’ll be messing around, doing punch lines, Facebook memes, the interrogator, and the stupid psych providing surprise questions and comments to test your judgment.

    Right...So I’ll start right away with a little recapitulation of the UI to put things into perspective with the premise that nothing exists without an intelligence and the universe exists for life.

    ~With ascended to help it behind the scene, not tower above it as glorified.

    Yes. When I was faced with the perfection of everything, it was logical that a powerful entity was at work, I saw it as planets with a heart, or life as a whole entity, where everything is connected. Then when I explored the creation of the universe with life in it, the UI became as much a certitude as my previous belief about life systems as a global view of intelligence, even if life as I live is an evidence that will always be on top of everything.

    ~You took the hand of life and never let go, then found its counterpart.

    Yes, transcended by life, and as living, my vision switched to the UI.

    ~That’s just lovely...

    Then I came to the conclusion that the UI couldn’t modify or influence every solar system in the universe continually, so that reinforced my view of life systems; suns and planets with a heart became god with gaia as one of its life systems, as surface or living life more specifically, within other life systems from cells all the way to the whole solar system, as related to a galaxy. Still, I couldn’t see gaia as entirely emotionally living globally, in part, but more like interdependent with lifeforms and greenery to gain full intelligence value as senses. At that point god was just a human invention meant for a bad ideology and life was the good ideology meant to destroy the other to succeed. Then I decided that the ascended could be useful and they became family quick enough, with the Flower as an extension of the UI, like a machine intelligence living its emotions through the life around it, and those living entities can be a guy or a girl or a couple or a group, but I would choose a single being in the end because my life is an example that nobody can be trusted, particularly rich manipulators in positions of authority. I will change my opinion the day they’ll make a fair system where we can trust mass dealing people with history. That view of the Flower machine is useful from understanding that life is the thing, and its ideal continuation is physical form as a continuation of history, the forwarding of our knowledge base along our maximally extended existence, if not what’s the point? So I want to be living my intelligence, spirits is a temporary form or step of learning, and people can’t float around in space. So an ascended can become a representative of life and representative of the UI, both working together, with the Flower vessel as a physical transport option and link. As down to earth humans gone do gooder of the universe, you could even have an amalgam of your civilization working together for the emancipation of life, like for the creator species scenario.

    ~I’m curious about that creator specie thingy.

    Or you could say that a top ascended is a topmost development of the intelligence and abilities of life, while the Flower vessel would be a topmost development of the intelligence and capacities of the UI.

    ~Do you think you’re set for that?

    No, I know practically nothing, and I’m not much of a success fighting evil in reality, or doing good, I’m more like trying to save my ass from hell.

    ~What about our project to make a nice paradise?

    That’s a phantasm.

    ~We’ll work toward making that phantasm reality, right?

    If we can. Every entity can influence life systems within their allotted powers, but they are under strict logical laws protecting the integrity of the UI’s goals, which includes the development of the recipe that can grow a universe as a developing intelligence process. Life must develop automatically at its best under all aspects, the UI is the judge of what will succeed by defining the battle of good and evil, or the survival pathway of life out of its entropy, the best versus worst way of doing things, or if you prefer; the path that culminates by its life meeting the UI, under one form or the other. By defining the best path as its systems it decides who is good enough to survive, what type of creativity it needs or likes. It works from the same assumption that we do, like when we imagine there could be other species out there among the stars, and we do all kind of things in function of this possibility, like movies for a start.

    ~Imagination, exploring possibilities.

    Yes, more limited the less we know, more complex and beautiful the more we understand. So good and evil, or the ideal path of life is intrinsic to our UI, and since infinity is where we’re from and it can’t be quantified, then there may be other UI kind of things out there or not, and they would have a different growth pattern, life, defined by their formulation of matter, since it’s pure independence. The life there wouldn’t survive here, except with a specific adapter, which may exist as an indirect decision from life along our UI...

    ~Sounds like man and woman love.

    Every intelligence got its own version, our vision of love is ours as related to the existential situation we’re in, down here there are evidences, you don’t need a speech from the UI to take the better or best decision or path.

    ~We’ll be talking universe making things, like it’s little people business...

    Not exploring these possibilities or getting involved is a dangerous game, because this path that our UI decides for good and evil defines its personality, so our ways of love can be its pride or shame.

    ~The option is there that the ways of life within it may not please another entity.

    It shouldn’t be afraid to spread life though, and destroy it when gone too wrong, even restart creation from scratch, like it did a trillion time before inventing life, to define this time form, to make life better and happier too, and now everybody is making heart breaking stories, even the UI itself is forever more heart broken.

    ~We all die from the heart...

    And without a heart you’re history, at best.

    ~So we want to make the grandest love story of life and the universe that won’t end-up in a heart breakup.

    If we understand we are a whole with god and our universe, as a developing aspect of their intelligence that permits everything to work.

    ~And there are dimensional love stories out there, and universal clashes of personalities...

    Why not? It’s bigger than international clashes of personalities though. Anybody living is killable, and can be bought back to life by the UI, even under another form.

    ~Not a squirrel though, way too uncomfortable.

    At the worst you’ll have a kind of mini turning radar in the head, while your conscience is somewhere else getting itself into troubles as a result.

    ~That’s bad.

    The Flower vessel is destroyable by the UI, and it can modify most life system within the foolproof parameters set by the UI, where fools are made fools of.

    ~Like changing the orbit of a planet, bringing back the good old days of the dinosaurs, god power stuff.

    That’s a bit much, but who knows.

    ~It’s always the same recipe in the end, you’re served what you sow while you live, slavers end-up as slaves, deceivers end-up deceived, exploiters end up exploited, manipulators end-up manipulated, you do good and you reap good.

    And this retribution way is a grand pleasure of good in the universe.

    ~But how do you see that?

    I don’t know, there’s the UI job market, there could be a big retribution section where you can grab assholes wholesale.

    ~I’m not sure I’d want you to do that, literally at least.

    I know life sees in color too, and there’s intensity, there are things only superman can see, so spiritually speaking, every parameter could be associated to a color of a certain intensity, and the more you pay your debt the more your color changes.

    ~I see.

    Nobody dropped this on me as a truth though, I have no idea what I’m talking about, I just invent stuff to satisfy the limits of my brains. A lot of these visions developed slowly with time too. In fact, a lot of this started by a dimensional situation, the spiritual dimension I called it, a kind of interface between the UI, the universe and living conscience, a completely different place where time is compressed, where things are kind of invincible and speed automatic.

    ~Where Flower vessels would be from right?

    I will add that if I had believed in a religion at first, I probably wouldn’t have developed a life spirituality or any such vision, and I think some level of science is necessary for a competent life spirituality, and that should apply to humanity’s ideological path too; we believe in god as a simple authoritative guy that represent the sun at first, more fear based, and then we should go to more life-science related beliefs, more understanding based.

    ~Makes sense.

    While we’re at it I’ll immediately expose another vision of how the UI could have started life. We already deducted its formation from how fundamental forces could interact in Life Infinite, but while exploring possibilities as a survival concept is fine, there may be other options why life became a thing in the first place, before becoming intrinsic to everything.

    ~Ok.

    I’ll start from the assumption that fairness absolute doesn’t exist, you can be fair splitting the cake in half if you stick to that, but you could explore the differences of both people with so much profundity that you’d end-up understanding the universe, and there would still be a guessing spoon and a little small bit that you can’t weight that will go to the wrong person whatever you split it well.

    ~Evidently, and you could exploit all energy to get it to tend toward infinity.

    What if stability is always temporary, and thus 0 can’t exist in pure mathematics as form. You divide things as 2 equal numbers, let’s say 100, and then you develop two independent pathways of mathematics, like 2 different forms, but then when you want to reformulate or verify your integrity, your first function, you end-up with 101 and 102 or something similar; one always get a little more when you bring things back together.

    ~I see, things don’t add up to 0 anymore, for those for whom 0 mean something, like you I suppose, as a 0 in hell, where everything coalesce into you...

    When you add up all your counting, or pass it through formulas it doesn’t come back initial, and the more you try, the less you get, ending deep in the negative or positive until you come to the conclusion that the initial function either doesn’t work, or something is stealing stuff or it is cumulating stuff, and you need to find out because the result is impossible. So you develop logically from what you got to eventually find out, developing life in your quest to get a truth function.

    ~That went far quite fast...

    You could see it as the infinity failure or the 0 failure, counting to infinity eats up something not taken into consideration that cumulates as something else, the more you count, the more you cumulate, or the contrary in other things, counting transforms in things that don’t add-up, which may point to either a fuite of something, or an intake. What is it? A source of force? Memory leak?

    ~Ok, not much mathematics, but it’s a start.

    You can extrapolate this view to the big bang, while not forgetting you’ll always be missing a universe external dimension. So you can see the anti matter versus matter inequality question as the result of the 0 not existing within a precise container, leading to the question of what is the power that give rise to existence as a basic force, which may simply not be, since both existence and inexistence are fighting fundamentally. In the end, the mathematical imperfection ended up being exploited to find the why in the first place.

    ~I think it’s an interesting problem, your view may need a little more work.

    I know, I’ll come back to this later, it’s just a possibility. I wanted to expand on life systems as Gaia, as we talked about in Life Infinite, and relate that to the Mayan view; god as the sun, since the sun is the giver of life, and since he gave birth to the planets, then you could say the main global god is the sun while gods are planets. I think this view was the logical start, problems start when you try associating that to human hierarchy, particularly familial, condemning your vision both ways, now you’re stuck not going farther in your view of god in the sky, as well as on earth.

    ~I understand.

    But we’re talking completely different ways of intelligence for one, and it’s the physical workings of the universe too, we’re not talking squirrels or mosquitoes. So even if you could say there is a different sun for every human out there, whole families everywhere, and some ways relate to some of our behaviors, it’s called making an analogy, or a metaphor.

    ~Yes, and that view of the sun as god existed far before the coming of religions...

    The Indians too had the start of a good vision of a powerful entity, god is more related to earth life systems for them, nature, animals, the earth, the sun, that’s cool too, more feeling related.

    ~Probably the logical path to eventual pyramidal bloodbaths too…

    Yes, because what’s to stop some sex driven chief, to boast himself as powerful as a god, and indoctrinate populations that he really is a big life giver? So that that he can choose any woman he wants to fuck with in the tribe?

    ~You got to debark with a missionary fast before that happens, and flabbergast them with daemons and angels and sacred virgins…

    But missionaries are later in the process, and then they would be seen as gods giver of life too, and start fucking with the whole tribe in a grand roman orgy, practically, and we’re talking a system at this point, so they would be specifically chosen for that purpose, taller, better hunters, more charming, with stories of devils to tell, from a specific culture.

    ~Adam and eve types of tribe fuckers!

    So I won’t be shy relating to such visions as I explore possibilities related to gods. Finally, when I want, I’ll fit myself as its main character or successful experiment because I’m the inventor of all this stuff.

    ~And all the coats fit you so well...

    I find it strange that before the Egyptian, all those people in the woods had an attitude like they never saw anything related to extraterrestrial stuff, which makes me think that the goal of Christianity could have been to make its vision of god true from logical imagination, deducing that flying objects could exist in the future, not seeing them as planes, but as Frisbees, and then they could have devised the grandest plan to fool humanity by lasting until technology could prove their vision and win the earth Rome style.

    ~Always nice to see how you can imagine the most extraordinary scenarios of manipulation.

    It’s all a question of means, and means here consist of an institution amassing trillions for advanced research in making saucer and spy style tech come true before everybody, since the institution defends systemized unfairness, so it got a big slab of the rich either pouring money directly, or indirectly, like for the mafia.

    ~They could have made the connection with magnets effects too, thus the Frisbee saucer would be levitating!

    The other alternative idea is no better, keeping people preoccupied in mental bitching while they develop top tech with the means they amass, to the point of being able to colonize some other planet, and they’ll act like gods and select the worthy people for it, mainly those they need to develop the same kind of hierarchical structuring we have on earth.

    ~And when it’s time they kill everybody and take over, and everything is in god image, all made by the hands of the biggest criminals, the most evil people of the earth.

    And if they fail and some other country develop the technology, they reveal everything like they did it as a gift to humanity as benevolent gods or such bullshit. We must not forget they revealed they made antimatter 10 years ago, which they may have been producing for far longer, in the 70’s...

    ~That’s it, I’m already scared of this chapter.

    Me I’ll jump right in this fire by starting with the craziest I can imagine; almost possession stuff! Remember the creator species? I made a story for them, and I really made efforts to fit all our nice principles so they’re not cheaters.

    ~That should be interesting.

    I’ll play the role of the tough guy.

    ~No problem with that.

    ..........------8----A----8------

    We’ll suppose there could be a species out there, advanced extraterrestrials, successful in their initial quest, and specializing in life emancipation. They would work by adjusting DNA bits non directly, the hard way. They lightly help along some genetics to help survival, compensate environmental bad lucks. The difference amounts to a very small percent of what you’d get as differences between 2 kids born from the same parents, so you wouldn’t notice it. No bigger than a dust split in two, so thin and lost you cannot have conscience of it, a difference created the hard way, in a simulated, earth like, and human like environment, in the lab of a creator, under the optimizing and concentrating pressure of a full blown powerful conscience.

    ~Isn’t humanity doing that heavily already?

    Yes, and we may do it eventually as a success in space, and that’s where this vision may, or not, come in handy, we may meet a species doing this kind of things, and they’re not evil for it. And in my view of reproduction, or evolution, we’re doing this already without knowing it, for those who like to reproduce older with a head full of logical knowledge. And it works with animals, so we’re not at a loss growing intelligent animals if we have the time and resources to do it, a long as some aspects are useful as reproduced, teaching an animal to count won’t transfer to its kids, but there’s a chance one will learn it a little bit more easily. The job of a creator is one we may want to take eventually, helping the potential of life planets to develop, or even try to save developing failures, without debarking like gods.

    ~I get the perspective.

    So as a human touched by them, I will test the work of a creator by experiencing this world with a bad reputation, which call itself earth.

    ~And you’re the main character of this story.

    Yes, just for fun. The world I’m from is what you’d call a paradise. Some worlds know of us, others may suppose our existence and even understand us quite well, qualifying my place the home of the creators which is somewhat the case, but we see ourselves more like conscience potential unlockers, accelerators, or catalysts. We accept to be called creators since we create the only thing, the most difficult one we ever met, that encompassed the whole ability of our civilization; we ease the path of intelligence to go past invincible conflicts, among the many extraordinary things we can do. Furthermore, a creator is the work of a whole team, even if he’s the one having the most totality of skills, the most global view, and he’s often quite old, even if we have a death rate about equivalent to any other top high conscience form. A creator is the one to carry the optimized conscience formulae.

    ~This is a kind of scenario where morons will say you’re possessed or an impostor, though, and they’ll open your cranium and make experiments...

    I feel nothing else than being human, I’m just having fun exploring this scenario, ok? Where humanity is a rock on earth besides the species that permitted me to fool myself that way to save a developing disgrace.

    ~That’s going to be interesting.

    We don’t even need suns anymore, but we are not gods, we just decided to take a space that needed to be taken. There are still many things we don’t know and we are still very impressed by our ignorance when we witness over and again what life can do that we never thought possible. But we are advanced enough to work directly in harmony with life; we can even machine whole planets, and that’s what gives us the power to create the right unconscious formulas and transports to affect the work of life.

    ~Ok.

    The space we have taken is one of helper, we nudge life and stay hidden, and the resources we take are the most basic and worthless ones. We do extraordinary things from almost nothing, we have something like your philosopher stone, it is just far bigger and powerful than you can imagine, a facet of life we have become masters at using to our advantage, by understanding life and physical laws. We can do a lot with a shovelful of basic resources, but we are not exploiters, we don’t need big luxury. If you ever meet us, keep your precious gold and diamonds, it is worthless junk under this form to us, what we like is creativity growth, history in truth, how life grows, and you’re already providing a lot of it so we are the one to be forever be indebted to you, and in more facets than only this one. Our fun is to watch life and help it by the most little intervention we can do that will give the greatest results, like we devise schemas of luck where bad luck or bad developments are dooming life.

    ~It’s like destiny making or breaking, carry on.

    Humanity on earth haven’t understood much about creation yet, in part because they made of selfishness and competition and manipulation their main cultural trait, controlled by laws and fear, which tends to develop as a hive or pyramidal unfair society of continual war and death, or the creation of a hell (failed) world with a vision of single specific powerful beings, from their unattainable or non-fulfillable dreams of superiority, control and possession.

    ~Megalomania down here is a classic...

    The side we help is conscious love that brings independence and individualism in association, fairness leading to long term survival by the creation of a paradise world with a vision of a more just distribution of power, like liberty, reaching in truth a greater quantity of actually and realistically more satisfied and willful people wanting to contribute without bad feelings.

    ~A bit like the difference between ideologies.

    Too many people on earth never had a chance to explore and expose their will for lack of an adequate system, they hardly even imagine they could live in a reality that better suit them, and their lives is usually too much a fight just to fit the reality. What’s more, the type of mentalities that could develop a different way are an ever diminishing minority because of the pressure for profit which always lowers their chances for reproduction, particularly when considering that the attractive couple in ideal love happiness is quite a rarity, and I’m not talking about your marriage thing. Yet, the selfish survival step is important for all civilization, but it is meant to go over, one way or the other.

    ~We can see your influence, or the creator species influence in the rest of your work, who knows...

    So we try to deemphasize the selfishness competition because of its price on everything, from people admire hyped personalities too much, from birth through their entertainment machines, with their vision of gods as human superiors. And those of greater goals have to do with their displaced frustrations, and love takes the hit as it become confounded with anything, including the rare true lovers with their ideal either glorified in extremism or inadequately by their religions. The best minded people end under a pile of profiting pressure, parasited, polluted, exploited working hard while keeping the happiness floating around them with the positive outlook, who never had a system where they could develop the best aspects of their live. We fight their tragedy as they witness a history of unfairness going past them powerless except to contribute, from all the cheaters and manipulators who desecrate every good word and principles to the point that love becomes a battle with a system that provides the gloves.

    ~You’re really, like, in your element.

    The problem is an invincible systematization that even the powerful with good intents fail to make work in a good way, built from a history of missing data, reacting to problems while not losing the face and one’s luxuries, a lot by improvisation, doing things as a competition of popularity, letting cheaters have their way, gaining all kind of advantages through mass PMIBBD, to the point that unfair people systemize the means pyramidally to infinity as a reflection of immortality, often through family dynasties.

    ~Pathetic...

    They end-up thinking their system is meant to be the only option way too soon, while discarding other alternatives out of fear it could prove them wrong, even if it is a high consciousness responsibility to experiment new ways of doing things, to see if they make people happier and life better, or increase efficiency at reaching noble goals. This quest of making the ideal system is what made us creator species.

    ~Wow, at least we can see that you integrated the philosophies of this guy seriously. What do you think of the democracy capitalism business of worlds as the best system of the universe?

    I’m not sure it even applies as a system, it got to be portative, you’re more like managing time as total morons enjoying visions of destruction.

    ~Gulp!

    That may be why the idea of socialism got so popular and strong; it stuck a sensitive cord associated with love, fairness, being a worthy creature of the universe, but that word socialism is still a lapidation of its true meaning as it is.

    ~Twisted to be associated to communism, which is what

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