#multi dimensional consciousness

[dreamy-conceit]

When You Touch This Dimension, God Becomes Your Slave

— online spirituality material

[ggiamthatiam]

The change is happening now!

The energy is changing.If I personally needed any more proof in our physical 3D reality that energy is changing our.persception..it was reflected in the Oscars yesterday..the Film.” Everything, Everywhere,at once ” won multiple awards, including a 1st best actor for am Asian woman..the thing is the title says everything about our existence in the entirety of everything..Change reality is in its…

[bumpkinspice0]

Parallels: Chapter 4

Miguel O'Hara x Spider!FemReader

No use of y/n

Rating: Explicit (Minors DNI!!!)

Word Count: 2564

Summary: Miguel calls you into the tower for a mysterious one on one meeting.

Warnings: Descriptions of blood being drawn, Needles (I tried to be as vague as possible, I don't now how this works), Tension, lil kisses No smut this time. Don't worry, we make up for it in the next one ;)

Previous

Series Masterlist

AO3

Chapter 4

Business as Usual

You crawl further into the dark corridor just outside the Spider Tower lobby. You bring your knees to your chest with a heavy sigh. Miguel had called you in personally. Rather than go directly to his wing you found a dark little corner to hide in. You wouldn’t have to talk to him if he couldn't find you. Genius.

Then again, if you didn’t want to talk to him you would have just stayed in your own dimension. Christ, you jumped so fucking fast when you got the alert from Lyla, you didn’t even change into your suit. An actual meeting with Miguel. One-on-one. Isn’t that what you wanted?

Apparently not. 

As soon as you stepped into the tower all your confidence wilted like a cut flower. He’s probably furious with you. How could he not be after how you left him in the training room? Still, it was pretty hilarious.

You just had to let your cocky pride take the wheel.

One week had passed since then, he was probably weighing all the cons about actually letting you stay. He was the head honcho and you were a distraction to him. He’d made that abundantly clear. You know a leader like Miguel wouldn’t hesitate to remove any obstacles in his path.

So, here you were hiding in the dark spaces of the tower, too nervous to go to his office but too anxious for an answer to go home.

“You know I can just tell him you’re here and he’ll come find you, right?” Lyla illuminates in front of you. 

“ Have you told him I’m here?” you ask, a pit forming in your stomach.

“Not yet,” She glances down at her nonexistent nails. You always felt she had a personality all her own. She couldn’t just simply be a program. A complete consciousness beyond the yellow pixels— maybe.

You sigh into your hands, “I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

“Didn’t say. Just told me to call you right away.”

“That sounds like trouble,” You lean back against the wall.

“Everything does when it comes from Miguel,” she glitches to your side. “Only one way to find out?”

You stare at the light just beyond your little hiding space. At the countless spider people just like you doing their part to save what they can. Was all of this about to be ripped away from you? 

“He really didn’t tell you what it’s about?” you ask the AI companion. 

“I literally just told you everything he told me.” she looks annoyed, with every right to be.

You pick yourself up with a groan. You’re a big girl. A freaking superhero. You’d faced mad scientists, hundreds of armed henchmen, and literal monsters. You could have a regular adult conversation with Miguel fucking O’Hara.

___

Well, you just traded the only other dark corridor of the tower for another. Miguel’s wing was the darkest-lit science lab you’d ever seen. Dozens of machines and seemingly long abandoned experiments lined the walls. Several small spider-like robots scurry about the place, attending to whatever their programmed tasks were.

The automatic door shuts behind you, blocking off any of the remaining ambient white light from the citadel. Your eyes quickly adjust to the dim red lighting of this apparent mad science lab.  This was the house of a man that liked to stay busy. Was running a multi-dimensional superhuman strike force just not enough? 

You take a deep breath and walk further into the belly of the beast. 

“Hello?” you call out into the seemingly endless room of science projects and low lighting. Your spider-sense was a faint hum in the back of your head. He was nearby, but not close. Honestly, why did he call you in if he wasn’t going to be here? Unprofessional.

You come to the open, and seemingly only well-lit, part of the room. A platform a few feet above the ground stood in the center. Several monitors and a swivel chair adorned the odd structure. Was that his… desk? 

You hop up on the platform, calling out his name in hopes of any kind of reply. Still nothing. Well, you’re sure he wouldn’t mind if you waited for him here— near all of his computers, top-secret paperwork, and personal effects.

You take a spin on the desk chair, getting a basic cursory glance at everything. Security footage of the tower, various problem points in the multiverse, and some equations you don’t understand. All in all— disappointingly boring.

Then something catches your eye at the corner of his desk, it’s small and neon green. A vile of some sort, loaded into an injection gun. Upon closer inspection there were several of them all lined up on a wheel, each one no larger than your thumb, holding what looked like pure poison. Something in you said this was more than just one of his little side projects. It was here on his desk, dozens of them ready to be loaded into an injector gun. 

Before you can inspect further, the low hum in your head bursts into a panic alarm. He’s here. A  loud thud rings out behind you and you turn to see him standing in the center of the platform— heavy shadows cased across his face making him look more menacing. 

“Hola, arañita ,” he greets you emotionlessly.

You shrink in the chair, “Uh, hi.”

“Making yourself comfortable I see,” he scoffs, turning to his monitors. He deactivates a few, “You know, if you wanted to snoop you could have just asked Lyla.”

“She’d rat me out in a minute,” you chuckle, mostly to yourself.

“Sounds like you're ratting yourself out,” he says, nonchalantly.

Touché.

“Maybe I wouldn’t have snooped around your creepy room if you were actually here when you called me.” You retort.

“Maybe I wouldn’t have started attending to the million other tasks on my plate if you’d have actually come when I asked instead of hiding around in the tower for an hour,” He turns to face you, his face still stern and cold. Ah, so he knew you were getting cold feet.

Touché again.

Regardless of how good his comebacks were, he was still infuriating. “You know, I’m not some dog, O’Hara. You can’t just keep me at your beck and call.” You’re getting more defensive than you’d like. 

“Mhm,” he lazily raises his eyebrows, “And yet here you are.”

“Fuck. You.” Well, this was going just as swimmingly as expected. You take a moment to gather yourself, burying your face in your hands and taking a deep breath. You’re a superhero. You’re fucking Spider-woman. “Why did you call me, Miguel?”

“I need your blood,” He says without hesitation. 

Well, that was… what?

“Dude,” you immediately swivel away, “I thought the vampire thing was a joke.”

“What vampire thi— For experiments.” he clarifies, as if that made it any less weird, “I need to conduct some experiments on both of our genetics.”

You pause for a moment. “You’re gonna see why we feel this way around each other?”

He jumps off the platform and starts rummaging around a nearby table. Several of his little robots come to assist him on the tabletop, “I’d like to know why. Wouldn’t you?”

“I mean, yeah I guess,” You swing down to meet him, “I really do, actually. I just thought… you called me here to yell at me. I thought you were mad at me.”

“I am mad at you,” He says without stopping his digging or granting you the decency of eye contact, “Made Lyla call a fire drill so I could get back to my room. I really liked those sweats, by the way. You owe me a pair.”

You’ve never had to work so hard to hold back a laugh in your life.

“Well, you owed me a new suit like a month ago, so consider us even,” you lean on his workstation. He’s unboxing various medical supplies from a kit. Test tubes, iodine… a needle. Blood for experiments, right. God you fucking hated needles.

“You could have gotten a new suit on the 43rd floor,” He starts to label the various test tubes, “We have everyone’s designs downloaded. Lyla can scan your body and have a new one made for you in 10 minutes. I assumed you would have gone there.”

“We have a freaking tailor?!”

“It’s in the handbook.”

“No one reads handbooks.”

“And look how that worked out for you,” he tuts as he rounds the desk. You think you catch a small glimpse of him smiling to himself. Just a glimpse. All his supplies were neatly lined up on a white cloth. He turns on a light, illuminating a blue leather-bound medical chair. He gestures to it, “Sit. Please.”

You walk around the desk and take a seat in the chair. You roll up your sleeve and sheepishly place your arm on the armrest. He kneels at your side. The gloves of his suit phased away. He wraps a small band around your upper arm and gently runs his fingers over the crease of your elbow, locating the optimal vein. Despite how clinical all of his actions are, your spider sense immediately jumps as soon as he touches you.

He glances up at you, “You feel that too, huh?”

“That obvious?” You cover your face with your free hand, only slightly mortified.

“Less obvious when it happens to both of us at the same time,” He starts rubbing a small swatch of iodine over the area. 

“Have you done this before?” you ask, suddenly feeling more sheepish than earlier.

“I’m a geneticist,” He answers plainly. A long pause was your reply, “Yes, many times. You’re in good hands,” He clarifies.   

“I don’t like needles,” you admit.

“No one does. I’ll make it quick, I promise,” He says with all the confidence in the world. His calm demeanor was admittedly working in your anxiety's favor. He reaches over and a small robot brings the tubes and needle to his hand. He places them on a small table next to you. He begins unwrapping the sterile supplies, glancing up at you, “Why were you hiding in the tower?”

So he’s making small talk to distract you. He has a decent bedside manner, who knew? 

“I… thought you were gonna fire me.”

He pauses his work, glancing at you again, “Fire you? From the strike force?”

Admittedly, a wave of relief washes over you when you see the faint confusion on his face.

“I mean yeah. I don’t think it’s that unreasonable a conclusion.” You sigh, slouching down further in the chair, “I bet you’ve thought about it.”

He swivels back over to you, needle ready in hand. “It… crossed my mind. You’re going to feel a pinch,” He gently holds your arm. You immediately look away, face contorting at the sharp pressure before it subsides into a dull ache. He continues, “But, this isn’t your fault, it’s mine. I should have done more research. Looked into you more. I could have predicted this.”

And what if he did predict this weird connection? Would you still be here?

“Would you still have let me join if you did?” you ask before you can stop yourself. 

He pauses longer than you’d like, “I don’t know,” he says honestly, “But you are here. You’re a good Spider-Woman. We’re lucky to have you.”

It’s the most basic of compliments, but just knowing that it came from him sends your heart racing and your spider sense buzzing in gratitude. The king of Spider-kind says he’s lucky to have you. How sweet.

“I’m happy to be here.” You say with small a smile.

“All done,” The sharp pain in your arm is replaced with pressure. You turn back and he removes the small tourniquet, holding a gauze over your injection sight. Four test tubes of your blood are all neatly lined up on the side table. That was quick.

“Now what?” You ask.

“Now you let me run a few tests and I’ll get back to you.” 

“And in the meantime?”

“Business as usual.”

“I’m not fired?”

“Not fired,” he nods, “But I still say you owe me a new pair of sweatpants. Hold that.” He instructs you to keep holding pressure while he pulls off a strip of medical tape.

“Noted,” You bring your arm to your lap, instantly missing the warmth of his touch. You’re not sure if it’s the sense acting up or your own feelings. Wouldn’t they be one and the same? You don’t know anymore. The lines of either felt blurry around Miguel. 

He rolls back to your side and tapes the small gauze to your arm. He unwraps a small alcohol pad and wipes off the remaining yellowed iodine.

“Cold,” You shiver at the contact of the cold alcohol swab.

“ Aw, Pobrecita,” he coos. The sarcasm in his tone is evident but his touch is still gentle. He takes a moment and runs a thumb over the soft skin of your forearm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. 

You can feel your sense singing in joy at the contact— on the borderline of morphing into arousal. He had to feel it too. Was he testing the limits? You suppose you had to find them if you both had to learn to live with this.

“You feel it?” he asks, voice dropping an octave.

“Yes.”

He raises your arm to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the inside of your wrist. It sends a jolt of electricity through you.

“Did you feel that?”

“Yes.”

He moves up, placing another kiss on your forearm. Another jolt accompanied by a hitch in your breathing. His lips seared the nerves of your skin in the best way possible.

“And that?”

“Yes.”

A kiss on your shoulder. It was becoming too much. Each time he kissed you it was like a shot of adrenaline straight to your heart— every sense in your body dialed up to 11. You’d wanted him so fucking bad, and he was finally so close now.

Before you can rip his suit off, an alarm blares through the room. 

“Boss!” Lyla materializes at his shoulder. He drops his head with an annoyed sigh. Is it selfish to say you were happy to see he was just as disappointed as you were? Probably. He turns to the virtual assistant. She continues. “Category 6 anomaly. Universe 818. Might be a full sinister crew.”

He immediately stands, mask and gloves materializing. “Call Ben and the local spider.”

“I’ll go too,” you stand up.

“Ah, ah, ah, arañita,” Miguel gently guides you back down to the chair, “You just gave blood, plus you’re in civilian clothes.”

“I feel fine,” your a little offended at his insistence. “I’ll run to the 43rd floor and grab a suit.”

He shakes his head, a portal materializing behind him, “Next time, little spider. Next time.” he backs into the portal, and in a flash of light, he’s gone. Off to save someone else's world.

The faint trill of your spider sense still lingers in his absence, as if reaching out for something that wasn’t there. You lean back into the chair with a sigh.

“Well?” Lyla materializes next to you, “How’d it go?”

You stare at  the ceiling for a moment, “I’m not fired.”

___

Translations: Hola, arañita- Hello, little spider Aw, pobrecita- Aw, poor thing

And of course, if I got any Spanish wrong please let me know ❤️

And holy BALLS thanks for the comments! I would die for all of you

[talonabraxas]

"We are multidimensional beings of divine energy wrapped in light."Multi-dimensionality is like this — that the same phenomenon can be perceived from very different perspectives. The lower ones are included in the higher. However, the higher perspectives cannot be included in the lower until a way has been prepared for them within the consciousness of the one who is perceiving. Multidimensional Star Gate Talon Abraxas

[madamlaydebug]

For the Sun plays a pivotal role in your upgrade, callibrating Light and Cosmic Codes, the Blue Print of your reality.

Integral to the biochemical upgrade of your physical form coupled with your crystalline form. In a third dimensional - multi-dimensional transitional alignment and adjustment.

Know your unique crystalline signature is an important puzzle piece, with a unique Light MISSION:

*To live your mission with your soul team & soul family

*Assist in the ovearching mission of Gaia's ascension

*Be of Service to humanity to reach Unity Consciousness.

Know the Light Ray is Mutidimensional - with multiple trajectories connected simultaneously to multiple timelines.

See your 3D vision expanding...to a multidimensional framework of Light❤

Send LOVE to the Sun and bask in the unconditional Rays of love, with a mission of Unity.

Resonate into these words and feel the Rays penetrating your field. We ask you to Sit and acknowledge the gift of the Sun for every Being.

Much love and gratitude to YOU❤

As you awaken day by day to the unfolding of your REALITY.

Thank you Warriors of Light for your contribution 💥

Know you are greatly loved by your Cosmic family.

[glitteringcrab]

Nip this in the bud (3)

Well, if the theory that Rick C-137 was the one who personally triggered Rick Prime to use the Omega Device on Dianes, and then went after Rick Prime again anyway, consciously risking to lose absolutely everything (and almost did lose absolutely everything) is true, then...

A) This phrase from the creators makes kiiinda more sense:

“There are parts of us that might cost us the things that we really want. There is an implicit choice there, where Evil Morty is giving Rick a decision where you can either stay here and beat the shit out of this guy until he’s dead, which is what you supposedly have always wanted, and while you’re doing that, that’s gonna be the reason why I’m walking away with the power to destroy everything you ever cared about.”

And I'm saying "kinda" because Eyepatch Morty (a) downloaded the weapon plans while Rick C-137 was busy being out cold and (b) actually stuck around long enough for Rick C-137 to finish killing Rick Prime so he could threaten him to his face. Exactly because he stuck around, it was theoretically possible for Rick C-137 to attack him right after finishing off Rick Prime... The two objectives were not mutually exclusive.

But here's the thing. Rick C-137 was already risking everything he ever cared about being destroyed when he decided to keep hunting Rick Prime even after Rick Prime killed all Dianes as retaliation to Rick C-137, specifically.

OF COURSE he would not care about the possibility of Evil Morty using the Omega Device to kill his loved ones when he was presented with Rick Prime on a plate. OF COURSE. He had already risked everything to achieve this moment, he would absolutely NOT back away now.

And Evil Morty knew this, because he figured out the Omega Device was used after he had downloaded Rick C-137's brain (otherwise he'd already know all about it).

He knew Rick C-137 would risk absolutely everything and prioritize getting revenge over keeping his family safe. So OF COURSE he would keep doing it while Evil Morty waltzed around with the weapon plans.

B) And, most importantly, RICK PRIME ALSO KNEW THIS.

He kneeeeeeeew there was exactly ZERO possibility Rick C-137 would give him even the tiniest chance of survival by prioritizing attacking Evil Morty instead of killing him.

Rick C-137 hated Rick Prime that much, and Rick Prime knew it. All parties involved knew it (except Morty Prime lol).

Which, on one hand, seemingly gives more credit to Rick Prime's "warning"...

...Because if Rick Prime knew there was zero chance his life would be prolonged for even one minute, and Rick C-137 knew Rick Prime knew that, then what does Rick Prime have to gain by giving him that warning?

Absolutely nothing...

Nothing except deliberately poisoning any seeds of trust that had been planted between Rick C-137 and Evil Morty, doing his best to ensure Rick C-137 would try to kill his eyepatched grandson sometime in the future, so that at least one, if not both of them, would die.

And for some reason I can't help but get the impression that Rick Prime mainly wanted Evil Morty dead, as punishment both for besting him and for daring to insult him:

Because although he did try to turn Rick C-137 against Eyepatch Morty, he never tried to turn Eyepatch Morty against Rick C-137.

He didn't say "oh, Rick C-137 will try to kill you for having these plans, like he tried to kill me" or anything of the sort. Although Eyepatch Morty is a child and therefore likely more impressionable...

He only said this:

(which I'm not sure how to interpret, but I'm leaning towards Rick Prime knowing having the Omega Device schematics would make Evil Morty a multi-dimensional target, knowing his "warning" would be ignored by the kid, and wanted to rub this in Evil Morty's face... Eh, I'm not sure.)

He let Evil Morty walk away, well, not unsuspecting, exactly (because it's impossible to have "unsuspecting" and "Evil Morty" in the same sentence lol) but unknowing, and therefore kinda more vulnerable, to the fact that he had encouraged Rick C-137's fear of Evil Morty becoming unhinged.

As far as Evil Morty knew, he had parted that battle using the Omega Device threat to (a) convince Rick C-137 to leave him alone and (b) use Rick C-137 like a slave, if he ever needed to.

Option (c), murdering Ricks out of spite, was not in Evil Morty's list of options (in fact he even said as much), but it is in Rick C-137's list of options.

As far as Evil Morty knows, he is now safe-ish from Rick C-137...

...but it might be that he is a bit less safe than he thinks.

(I may be overthinking this, because Evil Morty using the Omega Device for whatever reason is not that much of an extreme concept. It would have crossed all of our minds even without Rick Prime's warning... Although I'm sure that Evil Morty's explanation "using a weapon like this doesn't get you left alone" would have satisfied most of us. It's very much in character for him.)

C) Dan Harmon said that by letting Evil Morty get away with the Omega device, Rick "basically gave a leash that’s around his neck to someone that isn’t him, because he’s more invested consciously in the destruction of himself".

This means that Rick C-137 does, indeed, recognize there is a possibility of Evil Morty Omega Device-ing him for whatever reason (or at least mistreating him under the Omega Device threat), and doesn't care.

Which, I suppose, could also mean that Rick C-137 did believe Rick Prime's warning.

But it's less that he feels any sort of appreciation for Evil Morty saving his life (which makes me very very sad :c ) and more that he feels plenty of hate towards himself.

[dailyanarchistposts]

A.3.6 What is Cultural Anarchism?

For our purposes, we will define cultural anarchism as the promotion of anti-authoritarian values through those aspects of society traditionally regarded as belonging to the sphere of “culture” rather than “economics” or “politics” — for example, through art, music, drama, literature, education, child-rearing practices, sexual morality, technology, and so forth.

Cultural expressions are anarchistic to the extent that they deliberately attack, weaken, or subvert the tendency of most traditional cultural forms to promote authoritarian values and attitudes, particularly domination and exploitation. Thus a novel that portrays the evils of militarism can be considered as cultural anarchism if it goes beyond the simple “war-is-hell” model and allows the reader to see how militarism is connected with authoritarian institutions (e.g. capitalism and statism) or methods of authoritarian conditioning (e.g. upbringing in the traditional patriarchal family). Or, as John Clark expresses it, cultural anarchism implies “the development of arts, media, and other symbolic forms that expose various aspects of the system of domination and contrast them with a system of values based on freedom and community.” This ”cultural struggle” would be part of a general struggle “to combat the material and ideological power of all dominating classes, whether economic, political, racial, religious, or sexual, with a multi-dimensional practice of liberation.” In other words, an “expanded conception of class analysis” and “an amplified practice of class struggle” which includes, but is not limited to, ”economic actions like strikes, boycotts, job actions, occupation, organisations of direct action groups and federations of libertarian workers’ groups and development of workers’ assemblies, collectives and co-operatives” and ”political activity” like the “active interference with implementation of repressive governmental policies,” the “non-compliance and resistance against regimentation and bureaucratisation of society” and “participation in movements for increasing direct participation in decision-making and local control.” [The Anarchist Moment, p. 31]

Cultural anarchism is important — indeed essential — because authoritarian values are embedded in a total system of domination with many aspects besides the political and economic. Hence those values cannot be eradicated even by a combined economic and political revolution if there it is not also accompanied by profound psychological changes in the majority of the population. For mass acquiescence in the current system is rooted in the psychic structure of human beings (their “character structure,” to use Wilhelm Reich’s expression), which is produced by many forms of conditioning and socialisation that have developed with patriarchal-authoritarian civilisation during the past five or six thousand years.

In other words, even if capitalism and the state were overthrown tomorrow, people would soon create new forms of authority in their place. For authority — a strong leader, a chain of command, someone to give orders and relieve one of the responsibility of thinking for oneself — are what the submissive/authoritarian personality feels most comfortable with. Unfortunately, the majority of human beings fear real freedom, and indeed, do not know what to do with it — as is shown by a long string of failed revolutions and freedom movements in which the revolutionary ideals of freedom, democracy, and equality were betrayed and a new hierarchy and ruling class were quickly created. These failures are generally attributed to the machinations of reactionary politicians and capitalists, and to the perfidy of revolutionary leaders; but reactionary politicians only attract followers because they find a favourable soil for the growth of their authoritarian ideals in the character structure of ordinary people.

Hence the prerequisite of an anarchist revolution is a period of consciousness-raising in which people gradually become aware of submissive/authoritarian traits within themselves, see how those traits are reproduced by conditioning, and understand how they can be mitigated or eliminated through new forms of culture, particularly new child-rearing and educational methods. We will explore this issue more fully in section B.1.5 (What is the mass-psychological basis for authoritarian civilisation?), J.6 (What methods of child rearing do anarchists advocate?), and J.5.13 (What are Modern Schools?)

Cultural anarchist ideas are shared by almost all schools of anarchist thought and consciousness-raising is considered an essential part of any anarchist movement. For anarchists, its important to “build the new world in the shell of the old” in all aspects of our lives and creating an anarchist culture is part of that activity. Few anarchists, however, consider consciousness-raising as enough in itself and so combine cultural anarchist activities with organising, using direct action and building libertarian alternatives in capitalist society. The anarchist movement is one that combines practical self-activity with cultural work, with both activities feeding into and supporting the other.

[cosmichighpriestess]

You are linked to the stars and beyond. This is an awareness that is being unlocked within you. You are breaking free from the matrix. Take a look around you, observe neutrally what are people placing their focus on? You are in separate realities even if you are next to these people. But you are not separate from them. Notice who is still stuck in the 3D matrix reality of perception, and why are they stuck? Because they are buying into the illusions that they are separate from others and beliefs of duality, and they are living that truth. They feel and see the effects of those truths.

All truths are true. For the individual believing that truth. But that doesn't make it your truth. They are hypnotized and don't understand or remember who they are because they think they are their job title or career. Notice how many people place their focus on money. Money isn't even real. Money means nothing to God. You create it through your own hallucination in this illusionary simulation. You can manifest everything you need and more. You were born to be rich and abundant. There's no Divine Law supporting beliefs of lack and limitation. Source doesn't have ideas of lack and limitation. You are limitless and abundant by nature. You were already born worthy and abundant it's already built into what you are. You are worthy because you exist.

Why would a creator being, you, that is connected to every single being in the Universe, that is everything, that is unlimited need to chase something that's not even real to survive on a planet that's holographic and a dream. Space is an illusion. Time is an illusion. It's ALL within you. There's nothing out there. Stop looking out there. It's all inside you. You are made of complex fields of energy that is constantly changing and shifting moment to moment. You have a new brain and a new body every moment. You are shifting every moment but your thoughts remain similar because you are not reprogramming yourself or maybe you are doing the inner work to reprogram yourself so you are having different thoughts and beliefs. But humans have to let go of the belief that they are the same person that they were yesterday. You are not.

You have shifted billions of times per second. There are infinite realities to experience. You are looking at yourself from billions of points of views. Just choose one you want to experience because you have free will and everything is meaningless. Your beliefs are meaningless. These limiting beliefs keep you in a cage- free yourself. All the downloads I receive come from within me, all the zip files that you need to unlock to discover more about yourself and in this Universe exist already within you. There are programs carried in your DNA that can be triggered and activated by awakenings and once you realize you're multi-dimensional being with other aspects of yourself and that your thoughts, feelings, words and actions affect the entire multiverse because you are the entire Universe you will have another awakening and ego death causing these DNA codes to be triggered and activated. Read that again. You operate much like a computer.

Once more of your DNA codes have been switched on you will have more abilities, more gifts, more downloads, more upgrades, more awareness, and more senses. You're just unlocking doors in the house of your consciousness. By the way, there is not just five senses, they keep going and going. Your multi-dimensional selves are interactive in other realities, far beyond your imagination and comprehension, and so magnificent and beautiful. Every single being on the planet has a connection with e.t.s in other star systems and has lived other lives as an e.t. You can connect with them right now in your heart space, they are always among you, they are always there. They don't have to drop everything they are doing to find you when you call them, you are not bothering them. They are everything, everywhere, and all at once here and now.

There is only ONE moment in time from different perspectives. Time follows thought. You can create the illusion of it speeding up and slowing down but there is only ONE moment you are experiencing in each now moment. Just call on them whenever you want to connect deeper with your galactic family. The same goes for any ascended master or God, Yeshua, the angels or saint, or entity or spirit guides, or your higher self who is also an e.t. they can all connect with you right where you are and they are never too busy to hear you. You also have e.t.s walking among you all the time. You can always tell by how sensitive you are to them by having more awareness. The awareness that you are in more than one reality at a time will become the norm soon. You are moving through dimensional portals all the time, in each breath.

The fifth dimension is not a place you go to, it's a state of mind and you shift to another parallel reality Earth version that's already existing where nothing bad is happening there and everything is fine when you cultivate peace within you and raise your vibration to an already existing reality on that frequency. Of course the opposite is also true, there are planets where they have destroyed themselves and there are no people left, there are Earth versions where the humans left mutated themselves and became what we know as the Greys. There are several different kinds of Greys, not just one but that timeline exists as well, they are mutated humans who used to be just like the asleep humans you know and if you want to head in that direction I don't advise you to shift into that timeline at all because they destroy their planet by becoming soley focused on intellect and technological advancements.

They engineered love out of their lives and viewed spirituality and love as inferior to intellect. They started abducting humans in other dimensions to keep their civilization alive. So that timeline exists and that's where some people are headed completely unaware because they laugh at and mock God and anyone living from their heart space and focus only on work and the living in the 3d matrix. On another note, you are processing information and data about the people you are connected to and next to, you are reading their history and their emotional intelligence in one breath by reading their energy field. You are really that connected to each other. The separation is an illusion. You have parallel, simultaneous lives with them. You share one consciousness but that one consciousness expresses itself in different ways. You are exchanging information with each other through energetic field bubbles. It's all happening on different levels you cannot see.

Many people who wonder why they are stuck and replaying the same 3D game who are asleep in the matrix don't understand that they are living in a state of constant fear and victim mentality in a state of powerlessness which keeps aspects of their DNA codes switched OFF. They would have the information and the awareness they need to ascend and evolve but instead that connection is dormant within them. That fear keeps the DNA from expanding and activating itself. When you are stressed or frustrated or worrying-your codes of the DNA shut down and switch off, so it's very important to remember that fear is an illusion and it doesn't serve you to worry about anything. Remember that relief has to find you at some point when you need it, it will. But only if you accept the situation or circumstance for what it is, see the situation neutrally, releasing resistance, letting and allowing relief and help to find you so that you don't have to feel worried anymore.

I have shared many truths with you tonight which we all have access to and I hope that they help activate some of the codes within your DNA so that you can have many more awakenings and become more limitless and break free from this so called matrix. Question everything. Relax. It's not that serious. It's all an illusion. It doesn't matter what you choose to do it matters how you choose it by being your natural, authentic self, just do what feels natural to you with this information. It can be nothing. Remember who you are. You are unconditional love, you are an aspect of source, you are the entire Universe, you are an extraterrestrial, multidimensional being pretending to be a terrestrial human. I love you.

[eatmangoesnekkid]

Belly dance Week 16 Observations: "Opening Up New Worlds Via Egyptian Belly Dance"

I can't believe that I have been taking belly dance lessons for 4 months now! Woohooo!!!

I have mentioned before how any woman or non-binary person interested in amplifying their connection to the feminine must consider taking belly dance classes or any class where you get to broaden your hip-to-ass consciousness and its range of motion. If you can't afford classes YET, visualize yourself being able to. Use your imagination to walk yourself through your ideal day and bask in your belly dance lessons from here! When you are moving through lack/scarcity, it is not something to be ashamed of. It just means that at least 60 percent of your "free time" must include you colluding with the slow-footed or quantum leaping unseen realm and transcendentally playing in the prophetic dreaming space of your imagination to inspire a shift in consciousness. Anyone who has survived anything knows that even when you hit the bottom and life strips you of everything, you always have your imagination.

This is good news. We have always been more than survivors.

As a dancer (pole, aerial, and belly dance), I sense how the female form is nothing short of a creative canvas, a medium for sound, light, and expression to enter and exit and favorably impact anyone we encounter. We are always receiving and giving through our inner wisdom, so when we grow our dance skills, we gift observers with more light from our presence and heartfelt connection with our whole body, and not merely attempt to robotically connect with another from the limits of our mind/intellect. The better we learn to care for our body, the more deeply we can understand our inner workings and create new dreams through the portals of our body as a kind of moving prayer. For example, we can create an artful love story through our shaking in ways that enhance our health, quality of moon time and pelvic bowl, and vitality.

As someone with 3 Bachelor degrees, Accounting, Chemistry and Biology, through my university studies I learned the basics of physiology and anatomy—the muscles, tissues, blood and bones, but there is nothing like having a hands-on, body-based dance rites of practice with nightly homework that can only be done while dancing to ambient music and gazing into a full length mirror . What I have learned in my lived experience as a belly dance student for 4 months is that the human body, human potential, and performance optimization rest in understanding the fascial system as part of our own self-care. And belly dance or any other form of dance helps us to get to know our creative wisdom, our womb wisdom, more intimately.

Our spiralic female body needs movement like it needs air and water. We are naturally receptive beings and movement helps us to open, awaken, and let go the accumulations. When we belly dance or routinely move our hips and belly in multi-directional ways, we naturally unwind the fascia in every area, which decreases our body’s tensions, stuckness, aches and pains, and mystically unlock and realign us to our magic and miracles. When our body is working more harmoniously, we are naturally more magical and miraculous in this reality. That is because everything orients from inside the dark and radiates outwards eventually, like a seed becomes a flower, you see.

You must get to know this nebulous word called "fascia," pronounced "fas-sha." Not only is it valuable to your body, it secretly holds a lot of old narratives, inherited trauma patterns, and the results from “harmful” programming and the accompanying choices made in earlier years. Fascia is so valuable, earthy, and ancient that without it, our bones would just fall straight onto the ground. We would not be able to walk, stand, or move. Fascia is what holds us together. Literally. Pray to it. It is spider web-like substance, an intricate, a 3-dimensional net of connective tissue, a root chakra energetic, and the support system of our entire body. Like a spider web, when there is a blockage somewhere, the whole web will shift and pull towards it and create other irregularities in the webbing i. e. body.

In belly dance, our movement geometry is rarely linear. We unwind in spirals, waves, circles, breasts shakes, spinal undulations, gyrations, hip drops, belly rolls, figure-8s, shimmies, and other wild uncoilings which instinctively create more lubrication in our fascia. More lubrication eventually leads to new body narratives. And new body narratives leak wide open into new life narratives. Even when there appears not to be forward progression, we have the wet pussy energy flow to stay 100 percent devoted and confident in our passions, medicine, and purpose.

India Ame'ye, Author

[roseamongroses]

its called the parker curse not the morales curse 😒

atsv spoilers under cut

ok...jokes aside. after a certain point when miguel was going in on miles, i don't think he was talking about miles anymore.

and to be clear, what he said and how he said it can't be easily taken back--scorched earth yada yada-- so its impact still stands. but if you've ever had an argument as a child with a traumatized + unhealed adult-- it felt like that.

had me sweating in the theatre because you can feel him projecting HEAVY mid-way through. the way he dealt with miles, even before he started the hunt, def felt like he was punishing his past self / trying to stop his past self rather then understand a new situation +person

the assumptions he was making about miles and how he handles multi-dimensional travel, seem to lean heavy on fear. and that makes sense considering his past, but i do think only viewing justice within the lens of fearing what may happen isn't productive in the long run.

they still don't know how these initial dimensional slip ups happen before the collider exploded and bagel guy showed up. (or do they???lol) nor do they know what decides canon and non-canon (i remember the comic book authority approval at the beginning of the film and i wonder if they get mentioned again or if its just a one off joke)

(getting a lil meta there, do you think we'll get a lego movie esq ending next movie???mfkers wake up and realize they're comic book characters)

-

on the conflict

personally i love a good "hero tries to save them all, and realizes their innate limitations" type storyline, but i don't think that's the conclusion they're going for.

for example i thought Pavitr would def get his shit rocked after his spiel about being spiderman being easy and that he's happy. and he did go through something (and probably will go through something else considering he has a living girlfriend )

BUT he was able to reach out for help instead. he couldn't do it all, but he didn't have to. and i think that plot line is just as compelling as him failing outright and dragging himself out of the trenches as a lonely hero.

the "save one person vs. an entire dimension" conflict is interesting because miles is a believer in "why not both". often times with these trolly problem esq. situations, the person who questions the existence of the dilemma is dismissed.

miles is considered naive because he thinks he can "do it all". but i don't think thats the case. miles considers both because despite the trauma, he's been surrounded by a loving community who sees the best in him.

so he knows (consciously or not) that he can do both because he's not alone. he is the lone spiderman, but that doesn't have to be the case. that's why he was so excited for the spider-club cause he thought he wouldn't have to endure alone, but instead he was met with the fact that the club was meant to reaffirm their loneliness rather then circumvent it.

(also the possibility of this franchise introducing other heros later on is something im begging for btw but ik copyright will nuke that)

if miles is an anomaly, the possibility of his events deviating from the norm does exist. miles had the right to question if it was really the only way or if miguel just didn't want to try otherwise. and to be honest im questioning if miles was really the first anomaly considering we don't have all the details about miguel's backstory

-

on comics

what does it mean to be spiderman? to uphold goodness? to be a compelling hero?

For a lot of the characters explored, their justice is tied to their suffering. they are good heros because they've seen the worst and wil. endure the worst and that's what makes them compelling. but with this "new" generation of heroes, that doesn't hold up when we consider intersectional identities and what the audience desires to see from their hero's.

if the audience is already enduring and suffering in their day-to-day lives what can they get out of a story that only reaffirms the daily injustices of their reality. i don't want heros that look like me if they only uphold the status quo "suffer, work, live, be good". that isn't enough. i love me some angst, but what else makes the story compelling???

i read the superhero genre because i want better. I want to be able to fight back, to question, to explore. to stretch the idea of what goodness and justice looks like for communities that are used to being told to accept the bare minimum and just survive.

[santoschristos]

The Arcturus Gateway opens from October 17-20.

Arcturus, along with Antares, is one of the two major star-gates in this Galaxy. Why was Arcturus designated as the Stargate of Souls? When the Galactic Councils located in our Galaxy first deemed Arcturians to be the Spiritual Guardians of our Galactic Collective Consciousness.

It only made sense that Arcturus would also become the “processing center” for souls to transition from one incarnation to the next.

--The Keys of Enoch by JJ Hurtak

A word on the Arcturians......

The Arcturians are a race of multi-dimensional extraterrestrials helping to heal our planet and raise its vibrational frequency, as extremely advanced, very loving and peaceful beings.

It is said that the Arcturians are ready to communicate and work with any Soul who aspires to journey with them, to a higher level of consciousness.

"Arcturus is one of two major Star-gates in our Galaxy.

The first one being Antares, which is the portal that transports Souls from the Andromeda Galaxy to the Milky Way. The other one is Arcturus, which is the Star-gate that transports Souls from death to their next incarnation.

So, Arcturian beings have the huge responsibility of helping these Souls to process through their life reviews, helping them to formulate new directions and new lessons that they want to learn in their next incarnations and helping them to have an overview of what they did well or what they didn't do so well, and how they can maybe transcend those lessons in the next lifetime.

And even helping them to choose what that lifetime might be, whether it be on planet earth or someplace else.

Because of this, Arcturians have a direct connection with the Akashic Records, because they need to utilize the records in order to look at these Souls' life journeys or life reviews and see what is going to be their next journey."

~ Debbie Solaris.

Image: Arcturus Gateway by Mahaboka

[plant-lesbian569]

Forget the Hatchetfield universe. I wanna talk about how in the timelines of the AVPM trilogy, MAMD and the Starship universe, someone always wants to go to Venice.

Do the Old Snatch, Sirius Black, and Ultrabeam Megagirl all share a consciousness? Are they the true multi dimensional hive mind?

[ggiamthatiam]

True Memory

Our true remembering transcends all time.It elongates and spreads majestically beyond our 3D controlled matrix and unifies your/ our past , present and future into the higher collective one energy of who you are. In beautiful remembering and love 😉💜🌹GG

[dotjretion]

My thoughts on Romeo F. "Bedman" Neumann Guilty Gear

SPOILERS FOR: Guilty Gear Xrd, Guilty Gear Strive

At the risk of sounding too nerdy, I have some predictions not just about Romeo (alias Bedman)'s current state of affairs after his death in Xrd and his young sister taking his place, but also for his potential return as his own character separate from the Bedman identity in either future Strive DLC or a post-Strive installment of Guilty Gear.

Based primarily on what I have been able to gather from Xrd and Strive's story modes, as well as the arcade mode for Happy Chaos in Strive, it is very strongly implied that Romeo is not in fact dead as it's presented on its face.

In his conversation with Axl, Romeo had mentioned that his sister was lost to the dream world long ago, meaning that she didn't even have so much as a physical body in the material world. In his final scene in Xrd Revelator we see his body straight up turn to stone and crumble to pieces. On its face, he would appear to be dead, right?

[COMICALLY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER]

You would be wrong! In Guilty Gear Strive's arcade mode while playing as Happy Chaos, if you beat I-no on stage 7 without dropping a round, Happy Chaos discusses demi-humans and their ontological implications with I-no. In doing so, he offhandedly mentions Romeo. Specifically he says, and I quote:

"Did you know there was a guy named Bedman who managed to delete his own ID and became a multi-dimensional being?"

Entities in the Guilty Gear world who lack IDs (usually vampires or werewolves, i.e. demi-humans) exist in all parallel universes at once, and Romeo is a rare example of a multi-dimensional being who is (barring his unusual psychic powers) an ordinary human. While Happy Chaos does talk about him in past tense here, all other multidimensional beings we know of (e.g. Slayer, Nagoriyuki) are functionally immortal and I see no reason as to why Romeo would be an exception to this rule.

Now, what do I think happened? I figure that Romeo saved Delilah's life by switching places with her in the dream world, which as is confirmed in his conversation with Axl and his arcade mode in Xrd, is connected to the Backyard. Much like her, he lost his physical form and now exists as a disembodied consciousness who at most has remote control over his mechanised bed. It would also fit in with some of the lyrics in Bedman?'s Strive theme.

"Pitch black, pure white, all the same!" could be interpreted as meaning that where Romeo expected to find death, he found yet another dream. This is corroborated by how in Xrd his dreams are mostly represented as being a white void, as well as a common interpretation of death being nothing but empty darkness going on forever.

"But I can't find you with access to the back of my eyelids." implies that he still has some source of agency and isn't actually dead, but that he's in some kind of sleep, also tying into the idea that he's trapped in a dream with no body to wake up in rather than just full-on dead.

While the circle that's mentioned throughout the song can very clearly be referring to the cycle of death and rebirth known as saṃsāra, songs don't just have one intended meaning and the same symbolism can refer to multiple things at once. For example the circle could also be a way to refer to the physical world that Guilty Gear takes place in, in contrast to the Backyard which is a plane of abstract data. When he says he's on the border of the circle, it could in fact mean that he exists trapped in the Backyard, on the border of the physical world.

Now, how can he come back? If he's trapped in the Backyard, there are only really two people with the power to bring him back as of right now: Asuka R. Kreutz and The Original/Happy Chaos. Asuka would be able to as he's the one in possession of the Tome of Origin, which is the Backyard's physical manifestation in reality. He can glean all information from it, and thus if Romeo tried to call for help, Asuka could very plausibly find him. In addition, Asuka has made physical vessels for people in the past. He created Jack-O' Valentine as a vessel for Aria Hale's soul, and the planned Happy Chaos unit was a vessel to be made to house I-no's soul so she could live a normal life (though it was never finished). Nothing I know about Guilty Gear's lore precludes Asuka from making a physical vessel for Romeo's consciousness to inhabit to save him from the Backyard. As for now though, it seems Romeo's only connection to the physical world left is his old bed, where he silently watches over Delilah while he can say nothing to comfort her or reassure her that he's actually there.

tl;dr Romeo's trapped in the Backyard and only Asuka or Happy Chaos can bring him back. His only connection to reality left is his old bed.

[talonabraxas]

'Sirian' Merkabah 🌀 Talon Abraxas Merkabah and your Spiritual Ascension The journey of spiritual ascension is a deeply personal process, one that involves evolving consciousness, opening higher faculties, and aligning with your divine potential. Merkabah, with its profound symbolism and ancient wisdom, plays a crucial role in this transformative journey.

The Merkabah, viewed as a light body vehicle, can assist us in navigating through higher dimensions and deeper states of consciousness. By activating our Merkabah through daily practices and intention setting, we can potentially elevate our vibrational frequency and enhance our spiritual capacities.

The activation process is often seen as a multi-dimensional awakening. It involves a shift from a state of ego-centric consciousness to one of unity and interconnectedness with all of creation. This ascension journey, mirrored in the geometric harmony of the Merkabah, reflects the process of moving beyond perceived dualities and into a more holistic understanding of existence.

Working with Merkabah energy also aligns with the concept of “as above, so below,” a key axiom in Hermetic and spiritual teachings. This principle suggests that the macrocosm of the universe is reflected in the microcosm of our individual experiences. By aligning with the energy of our personal Merkabah, we’re syncing with the universal patterns and rhythms, facilitating a deeper connection with our higher selves and the collective consciousness.

…and we can’t forget that the Merkabah also symbolizes balance and integration of polarities — masculine and feminine, physical and spiritual, Earthly and divine. This harmonizing energy aids us in achieving a more balanced state of being, which is crucial for our spiritual ascension. The fusion of opposites within the Merkabah can be seen as a guide, encouraging us to integrate all aspects of our being in our quest for wholeness.

In essence, the Merkabah serves as a cosmic tool, aiding us navigate the intricacies of spiritual growth. By understanding and working with its energies, we can foster a clearer path towards ascension for a greater alignment with our highest self and deepest purpose.

[dannyreviews]

Frasier (1993 and 2023)

The 1990s was probably the last great era for the American Sitcom and the majority of television viewers would probably pick "Seinfeld" as their favorite. As much as I love "Seinfeld" and its brand of famous gags, one liners and character quips, "Frasier" is in a class of its own above. For 11 seasons, Frasier maintained its Moliere/Alan Ayckbourn wit and farce without missing a beat. Nearly 20 years after the perfectly written series finale, "Frasier" has been rebooted and things have changed, some for the better and the rest for the worst. Here is the rundown about what made the original series a classic and the reboot (so far) a shadow of its former self.

TV Spinoffs are usually a hit or miss affair. The hits like "Laverne and Shirley" and "The Jeffersons" managed to remove themselves from their origin and create their own brand of humor. Others like "After MASH" and "Phyllis" were tedious affairs that forgot their roots and sailed into the sunset of mediocrity. And then you have "Frasier" which took the spinoff to brand new heights. Having already been an established supporting character in another massively successful series "Cheers", Frasier Crane was engrained in the collective consciousness of the prime time audience, so that was one notch in watching the pilot of the original "Frasier". The first thing was to reinvent Frasier as a radio psychiatrist which becomes the foundation for jokes about the human mind. But then you add supporting characters that are so multi-dimensional that they have to compete with the title character for the most laughs. That came in the form of David Hyde Pierce as Frasier's equally pompous psychiatrist brother Niles and John Mahoney as their blue collar, retired, disabled policeman father Martin. Watching the difference between tasting wine and singing Gilbert and Sullivan operettas to drinking beer and watching the ballgame on TV and you have a dynamic that is another foundation of excellent writing. At the same time, there's Peri Gilpin as Frasier's producer Roz who beds every man (single or married) in town and Jane Leeves as Daphne, Martin's in-house nurse and Niles' crush. When you have several running gags all synchronized in 11 amazing seasons that never jumped the shark, the possibilities are endless. Even recurring jokes like the rivalry between the Crane brothers, the elusive identity of Niles' wife Maris, or the random actions of Martin's dog Eddie, were add ons to an already colorful mosaic of wit and wisdom. Like the Sistine Chapel, or Bach's Goldberg Variations, Frasier is several fine tuned sequences that make up a Leviathan of a presentation. What can possibly go wrong?

The reboot of "Frasier" in hindsight should never have happened because in the series finale, the viewer wanted Frasier to have a happy ending and fine true love with his last girlfriend Charlotte. That hope goes out the window and instead what we get is another chapter in our titular character's hapless life when he becomes a lecturer in Psychiatry at Harvard. In the original pilot, we got to know each character's strengths and flaws in only 22 minutes. With the reboot, it takes 2 episodes just to establish each character's back story. Now that Martin is dead and Niles & Daphne are MIA, the majority of the new characters are generic, paint by numbers creations. Frasier's son Frederick (Jack Cutmore-Scott) is blue collar like his grandfather and the deja vu dynamic is not played up for laughs. You have a storyline written in about Frederick's roommate Eve (Jess Salguero) that gets too convoluted and ends up like a subplot in a cheesy soap opera. Most unforgivably, there's Niles and Daphne's son David (Anders Keith) who is supposed to be an amalgam of his parents, but instead of having headstrong principles and acerbic banter, he's just obnoxiously atrocious. This isn't the offspring of a fascinating couple, it's a clone of Screech from "Saved By The Bell". The only thing that somewhat works and has any relevance to the original series is Frasier's scenes with his new colleagues at Harvard which includes his old college friend Alan (Nicholas Lyndhurst) and department head Olivia (Toks Olagundoye). Alan is the new Niles in how he and Frasier exchange intellectual topics and if you can close your eyes, you'd think it was the Crane Brothers. Olivia is tolerable only when she's in the same room as Alan. Otherwise, her scenes with Frasier border on cringeworthy, which goes against the original formula of all the characters mingling with indefinite punchlines. Finally, Kelsey Grammer is at the helm of a rocky boat trying to steer it through choppy waves. He hasn't lost any of his charm but he can only do so much with what's written in the script.

Only three episodes of the reboot have aired as of now (10/22/2023), and the show has a lot to live up to its source material. Roz and Frasier's ex wife Lilith are supposed to make appearances in future episodes. What will they bring to the table and will it rival the classic episodes? I'm not holding my breath, but do hope that the show improves itself.

Original: 10/10

Reboot: 6/10