Thursday, February 6, 2014

Serialism ~ Edward Weston’s Time Machine…updated

…my Aunt told me my Uncle Ray Weston was mentally ill.   I looked up Edward Weston in the Britannica and discovered he was quite a genius.  Not sure with whom he was connected.

 "The Outer Limits" The Forms of Things Unknown (TV Episode 1964) – IMDb – I viewed this film…not sure if it was before or after the sketch.  I did run across Dunne’s publication on Amazon and then found this film.  Might have been my Physics professor at ECU, 1990 during the time I had the vision of the pyroclastic cloud…

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Kay's Commentary - What are They Doing to Us?: Search results for JW Dunne

This brings me to experiences I have been having since living at my current residence.   I happened onto the title of a book about time, An Experiment With Time, by J.W. Dunne.   I read excerpts from the book that provoked a barrage of thoughts about aging and time.   I opted to delve more into psychic connections, but began to take note of my experiences.   While I was incarcerated prior to discovering Dunne, I also happened onto a book, the title to which I cannot recall.   It was about the Druids and I got a copy of a page of the book that interested me.  It delved into the uses of libidinal and psychic energies,  and astral projection which I had heard a little about but had never tried or experienced, aside from what one would call out of body experiences as the result of stress or trauma.   After moving here I decided to see if I could do this astral projecting.   One afternoon there was a UNC student jogging across the street that goes into the complex.   I thought she was being rather stupid for running in traffic, so I decided to pay her a visit.   I acted as if I were running and projected myself out to her and told her she was polluting her lungs with carbon monoxide and other pollutants.   She did not react, so I deduced that there was little to this phenomenon but I kept trying.   I tried it with a few other joggers here and there, still no reactions.

After learning about Dunne’s book and then reading Entangled Minds by Dean Radin,  I was developing awareness that I had been getting mixed up with drivers who were at the intersection where I cross the street to get to the bus or mall and on the bus itself with riders.  I drew the image below to depict what it was like.   When I could focus, I could see exactly what the drivers were seeing when I passed in front of them.   This was a complete shock to me, although I had had an experience with a therapist some years prior to this but had not associated it with being in public.  I also concluded that I could prevent the illusion of aging (or rather I realized aging was more an illusion) by getting myself back to “square one”, that is, disconnecting myself from these entanglements.   I also surmised that this is what Moses really meant in the 10 Commandments, thou shalt not steal.    His supposed action toward the Egyptian soldier was because he bore the soul of one himself which took possession of him in the course of his rearing in Egypt.  It explained to me why I looked like so many different people in many of my photographs, something no one had ever mentioned to me or I even talked about among my peers. 

Time  Jacking up

How does one disconnect?   I have found focusing on and retracing my steps from point A to Point B helps, I guess it helps.   I visualize myself walking back and forth across the street, putting myself in the place of the drivers and passengers.   I have no real way of proving this helps.   I do the same in the mall, with other places I visit and with the bus, although that is a bit more involved.

Long distance connections, as in being psychically connected to someone in another state was never a consideration until recently.   How one could maintain such a connection for a long period of time seems difficult to fathom.   This seems to have been possible with some of my ancestors.   After seeing the film Suspect recently, I recognized similarities in Cher in the film to a photograph taken by my dorm mate in college in 1974.   We look a bit alike.   Was it because I had been watching her on television?   How did I get over there?   I have never been any further west than Illinois and Alabama.  Having viewed her on TV did someone mistake dialogue from her to mean it was her and went to California?   Questions, questions, so many unanswered questions.