Here at Conspiracy Grimoire we’ve tried, although not always that hard, to stay at the vanguard of conspiranoid thought. How? Not by reading lots of books or studying dark rituals until the wee hours of the morning, but rather by trying, day by day to inch closer and closer to the edge of reality.
It’s interesting, the closer to the edge you get – and I’m talking past the movie screen, beyond the Oz Wizard hiding behind the magic red curtain, past the checker board floor, and through all the machinations and rigging that power this dark carnival ride we call reality – the closer to the edge you get, the flimsier the whole facade begins to appear, and the more cheated you begin to feel.
Not because reality’s not infinitely sublime, and not because you don’t feel like a badass when Valis deigns to shoot a pink laser through your third eye and into your pineal gland. It feels flimsier because as much as we figure out – we still don’t have the capacity to experience infinity in it’s entirety. And isn’t that what’s really on the other side of the Matrix? Infinity? Once you peel back layer after layer of shit and sparkle, isn’t that what is really going on? Infinity?
Sure, I can meditate until I’m blue in the head, and in my stillest moments I can feel myself strectch-out deep into the sublime breath of Bramha. But that’s no fun, and while I feel fresh and "one with everything" it doesn’t empower us with the other side of the infinite. It’s only half the coin. You miss out on the whole ‘Balls to the Wall Rollercoaster Freak Fest’ part of infinity. You miss the cacophany of infinitely complex geometrical forms of synchronicity that careen through the noo-sphere, pulling events and names and words and dates into their strange gravity and spewing bits of synch-stuff in their wake – the very thing the meditators run away from.
A true infinity captures all this and everything and more.
That’s what I’m going for. That’s why I changed the site colors to neon. The usual conspiranoid colors of black and grey and red were starting to feel like a prison and didn’t give me the magick I felt like I needed to help convey the path to this multi-faceted infinite reality.
The hotpink is the destructive force. It’s the sublimation of the ego into silence. It’s the subtle electric hum of potential when you disapear from your own reality. The neon green is the splash of synchs as they percolate through our minds. It’s a wailing, flying monkey and a plasma UFO from the dimension of nod.
Together, I hope they call forth a new playfulness and palpable sense of magick that has started to return to my life as I have been taking a news fast for the past week.
I’ve cut out anything extraneous from the site as well. I’m not feeling I need to "get traffic" or build a robust site. I do that all day in my role as superhero. I might take the links off, and put someother stuff there, or rotate them out with other links. If that happens, please do not think I don’t like you. Those that tread the synch-sphere are some of the dopest people I’ve never met in person. I’m just feeling a little . . . bit . . . chaotic these days.
I have some posts about this event resonates this event, and that thing symbolizes this thing and blah blah blah. We need to inject new blood into our research, friends.
More than that, WE NEED TO START COMING TO CONCLUSIONS, we know synchs are out there. Why are we still amazed when we find them?
I’m going to let you in on the grand secret of synchronicity. Everything links to everything. You can make a synch sentance go on forever and ever. I can link up Jennifer Hudson to a 1920s peasant revolt in China, to a star a million light years away. But that doesn’t tell me anything about the nature of the Universe. It just makes me feel cool. And while that’s great, and I like feeling cool, it has stopped telling me things about the nature of reality.
We need to take it to the next level.
I don’t know what that trite cliche means. But I do know that to come this far I had to kill my old belief systems and relearn everything anew. I had to wake up to a new reality. I’m sure everyone that has read this blog, or is reading this blog, has gone through, or is going through, a similar experience of waking up. And if you haven’t, or aren’t – GET WITH THE PROGRAM. Or rather – get your ass out of the Black Iron Prison.
If you find the Buddah, kill it. We’ll, my friends, we got the Synchromystic Buddah by it’s Freemasonic, ancient Egyptian, and astrotheological balls, so let’s kill it. Let’s behead it. Let’s smiley face kill it. Let’s fly a plane into it. Let’s bash it with a RollerCoaster.
Those in power wanted us to come this far. That’s why they took down the towers, to open up the world to chaos. Now, in the midst of it, we have a great opportunity before they rectify the new pillers of the NWO to go even further than they ever imagined.
Go further than they want you to. Go further than you thought possible. Open to so much possiblity you go crazy, and then go crazier.
Bliss to you all.
Bill Thuther
Ps. The octogan is the stargate symbol because the Chaos Magick sigil has eight points. They are not opening a stargate of consciousness – they have opened a stargate of chaos. Play with it, don’t let them shut the door.
Excellent post! Wouldn’t you know it I decide to finally give Gosporn a custom banner and its… black, grey and red. I’m so far behind I think I’m ahead! But I agree. I’ve even been thinking about killing gosporn. It’ like, yea – everything is connected to everything else via symbolic language, but… so what? Sometimes I feel like a librarian of the reality Matrix, who unfortunately is so busy cataloguing and reading that he never gets around to adding his OWN book to the library of experience.
Cheers, Michael
Michael,
Thanks for the awesome comment and I LOVE your new header. It funny but I saw your header and then thought, “Oh shoot. I hope Michael doesn’t think I was thinking of him” when I wrote this. LOL.
I’m with you about being a librarian. There’s something tugging me to the next level. I don’t know what the next level is or anything like that I just have the VERY strong voice in me going, “Next Level, Next Level, Next Level.”
We will find it together.
Thuth
You are correct imho. The next level will shine forth. What we syncromystics can do is, create a better world. Ball’s to the wall! You did well by not newsing up for a while, perhaps I will follow your lead. Great new banner! Dennis
Emo/hardcore music, which I’m into, went through the same color shift, from all black, white & grey nuetrals to hot pink, neon green and electric blue. The baby in the in the synchro bath water is a sextant.
Hey there, why not have a portion of your site dedicated to theories? Honestly, I love that this synchromysticism stuff has remained somewhat free of dogma, just pointing out examples of the phenomena. This realm is allot like trying to handle a slippery squid. But, I believe the true nature of reality is highly elastic. You can manipulate it, or someone/thing else will. Instead of trying to figure it out, just do it.
Feenix,
Just wait, my friend. It is all coming. I have master craft in the works.
Thuth
I accidentally stumbled across this post searching for someone’s (anyone’s) definition of “true infinity” as described by Hegel (German philosopher).
Excellent post! Your description of constantly striving to reach the ‘edge’ of infinity is well said. There seems to be a small dot (or pixel, this day and age) that everything in life streams from; if I could just crawl inside that dot before I leave this life, the possibilities would be endless.
Anywho, thanks! I’ll be reading constantly now.
chaos magic has been popping up everywhere for me the last couple days. guess I better take the hint