by Dan Winter with Deborah Louth
There is a Sufi myth which says something like From Length is Longing Born.
I've always fancifully thought this was a nice apology for separateness. As if after the big bang, the little sparks darting about through stubble, were us, imagining ourselves separate, and thus able to have a secret thought. This was a convenient imagination in that it allowed us to experience the way momentum which was continuous, became discontinuous.
This is variously known as evil (live/recursion spelled backwards), separateness, wave vs particle, continuum vs quantization, catastrophe theory, energy vs. matter, etc. In essence, it permitted spin in it's flame like recursion to settle into some of the most dense spin slip knots, with VERY HIGH LEVERAGE. In this sense, we think of spin become recursive (or simply well nested or self embedded) as consciousness, or awareness.
Focus spin (image-ine separate), you get little fractals
(recursion), and that is conscious self-awareness.
We wrote in our article 'Can Intent Steer Waves', about the pine
cone, shape of
the PINEal gland, which braided light to the super
light speed bending time, which was called 'PINE-ing' or yearning.
We read now in the classic Reptilian style of learn it by eating it,
that Pineal glands are the favorite food of the Dracos.
We knew that ultimately this was probably the single most awful cause of the death of the entire American bee 'industry'.
The scientist's scratch their head at the supposed death of the immune strength of virtually every bee hive in the nation, while with their other blind hand they pass laws saying, you beekeepers MUST kill your queens every time your hive burps with ANYTHING even slightly uncomfortable to the... checkbook.
(Discontinuity of memory = weakness to immune identity.)
Deborah advised me that while beekeepers imagined that the natural
state of affairs was that new queens killed old queens in some
ritual, THEY REALLY HAVE NO IDEA IF CRITICAL TRIBAL/HIVE MEMORY IS
PASSED BETWEENS QUEENS IN THAT RITUAL.
The skulls touched, and sparks of memory
inhabited the dream space of the younger queen. After that, all of
the life memory of the old queen, flowed in the young.
It wasn't only Arthur who was one with the land. The grail serves
the principle of embeddedness itself: a honeycombed with memory
data, stored in a fractal for best compression/braid/sweetness.
Immune identity (eye-dent-I-tie), is a her-story of how fold can be coded in a braid on one folded surface. The most fractal recursive folded surface of the hive, after the honey comb itself is the DNA of the queen.
It is the ultimate repository for tribal collective memory. The blood line strength of the hive, has to be the queen.
why do we consider the death of hive immune strength after killing
the queen, a mystery. We say there is no mystery here, if the queens
continue to be sacrificed with no continuity path for their
memories, we will have no bees, no honey, no nectar, no plant
pollination, no civilization.
later learned that most of the virgin birth hero's, Christ,
Moses, etc... were the result of tantric bloodline crosses
with extra terrestrials. ('Magda, Avata, and Kin'). Kundalini
causes virgin births. Mary dreamed of an Angel. Sarah mated with an
ET, and gave birth to Joseph (Technicolored Genetic Coat) and
Specifically, in the 'Flower of Life' sense, the egg's membrane, receives spin, decides this spin can fit/phase lock on the flooded surface, so decides to dimple. The geometry of the dimple in the egg, precipitated by seed, is the exquisite path to turning inside out. Ectoderm and Endoderm switch places. The inside becomes the outside, and the outside becomes the inside.
This is exactly the
electrical geometry of the onset of compassion in the electricity of
the heart beat.
The seeds, the males contained the part. Fractionation existed in the males, not the females. This was because the egg born in a woman is born with her mother, with her mother... (The first cellular woman 'Lucy' was tracked by the fractality of the mitochondrial foldedness to Africa, not possible with a male...)
So a memory of foldedness survived in the perfect contained, embedded, fractality of the geometry of perfect egg. If you could visualize the spin path into the egg of your mother, inside her mother, inside her mother...
Then you could remember like a wormhole into a fractal, your reason for being and imagining yourself separate in the first place. This was the key visualization necessary to group/hive memory together in the advanced Merkabbah/fire breath mediation.
Only the pine cone spin path to
the zero point, back into the memory fractal could keep your
collective dream whole, instead of fractionating into separateness.
It became apparent that the very magnetic body of star systems, with all the attendant psychokinesis (magic/wicca), was being born in the blood line of the descendant queens.
The bird tribe Ophanim were about to give birth. The Orion queens, had authorized only gold mining droids here (Sitchin).
A self-replicating Isis/Eve was not authorized. The Orion Queens had ruled the galaxy for millennia with male sex-slaves. Freedom to reproduce here on Earth, could upstage their own power. If the DNA brooding here, got free, their harvest of sweetness here might end.
The priests feared the women here on Earth, for the same reason they feared them on Orion.
The blood line cross between them (Holy Blood, Holy Grail), was the outside inside, turning inside out, of those blood lines, into a new container for the incarnation of Ophanic, Time Lord, Angelic Logoi family which conceived the plot in the first place.
On the practical
side, it meant emotions powerful enough to bend galaxies, would be
born, here at the nexus.
Leaving the priests to fornicate with children.
The flowers with only sting to pollinate them.