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Quantum Consciousness and the Fifth Dimension [06 Apr 2007|01:34am]

[ mood | contemplative ]

Quantum Consciousness and the Fifth Dimension

By Indi Riverflow

“Where ya comin’ from?”

Our worldview is largely a function of our location. The range of what we can experience and imagine is bounded by the culture that spawned us, and the place that we hold within it. Transcending locality is key to comprehending quantum consciousness.

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Blues4Kali- Chuck 'em if they can't shake a yoke! [07 Feb 2007|06:18am]

[ mood | artistic ]

What will Winter Solstice bring in 2012? ...an instant of Karma? ...an ethereal spiral dance of the collective soul? ... cosmic judgment leveled against civilization's expanse? ...destruction of the world as we know it? ...a chance for a new start? ...the rise and the revenge of the Goddess? or simply another day in the life of paranoia? These are the false prophesies that your pastor warned you about!
Reality Exchange Program
"Makes DMT seem like a whip-it."

Crazy Bear said there'd be days like this. As usual, no one believed him. Now, all I want to know is: where IS that lifeboat, and how DO I ditch this ship of fools, without any of these bliss ninnies noticing that I'm already gone?
Captain, my ass. We are equal in this sea of madness.
That iceberg is looking awfully big.

New Age Metaphysical Books Amana Mission is on a quest to save the world, and the only problem is, she can't remember why she got involved with such an obvious scam in the first place. Jesus saves. Christ. What a loser.
Kali kills first, and recycles later.
Hitchhikers, load up for a ride to the Other Side. You may wish you had gone Greyhound.
"What the...?"
*A cranky band of prankster peace warriors who absolutely cannot resist messing with each other's minds, no matter the cost.
*Cocky alchemy-dabbling quantum surfers, navigating the Ethersphere with hand-held computers, switching timelines to find a better party vibe and swap tips about the best temporary toilets for use as interdimensional portals.
*A burnt-out visionary hippie millionaire on a mission from Gaia to build a better "communitopia" by underwriting a convoy carrying telepathic priestesses.
*A wheelchair-bound mindpilot propelling a crystal-powered Seed Bank toward the post-Apocalyptic Garden, with psychic precision...and a predilection for high-velocity extreme driving.
*Hermaphrodite time-jumper fleeing a fate worse than death.
*Anarchist ghettoes where anything goes-except escape.
*Ancient Principals vying like sweatsoaked carpetbaggers for our loyalty as the Final Vote is tallied.
*Long-haired security patrols collecting a cannabis tribute tax from all pilgrims to the Valley of Fun.
*And an underground meat mafia bringing a black magic revival to a bloodless dreamworld gone bland.
All brought together by a secret psychedelic superdrug that tunes users in to reality through the eyes of another archetypal avatar inhabiting a different state of space and time. Mahayana made easy. Budding Buddha natures are running amuck on a virtual superhighway where all roads lead to the Bo tree and singularity.
Twenty-first century Tantra is about more than sex, drugs, and rock and roll.Confronting the Karma of every wasted breath is only the first step.
Welcome to the End Times. Kali awaits. She already knows who you are.
Do you?
The 21st century counterculture is even weirder than it appears on the surface. This is not your mommy’s MTV Road Rules. Satire Parody and Humor.

Ride along on this mesmerizing, metaphor-packed bus trip toward ecstasy and enlightenment, as three real-time guides-Amana, Sissy, and Deva, let you in on what they learned when they asked what It was really all about, after all.
Become them for a multilevel metafictional tour of infinity and awaken yourself to the miracle-a-minute magic of mighty Mother Kali!

Science Fiction Novel Blues 4 Kali

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The Dreamsbox & Sinsbox Projects | share dreams and sins [07 Feb 2006|09:34pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

Hey all,

I was on blinklist and saw the following article about dreamsbox.com and sinsbox.com. Since its revelant to this community, I thought I would share it:

"2 documentation projects emerged this month to spearhead a new push in the Web 2.0 era for simplicity. The Dreamsbox (http://www.dreamsbox.com) Project seeks to document the world's dreams, allowing for anonymous posting of dreams along with the creations of free personal dream diaries. The Sinsbox Project (http://www.sinsbox.com) seeks to document sins and secrets, allowing for anonymous confessions and submissions of expressional art. Both projects allow for a unique rating system..."

Both projects are actually pretty addictive and fun. I love the fact that they're simple to use but their design kinda suck and sinsbox.comis a bit too dark and scandalous for me but nonetheless i'm addicted. As it turns out the guy who started the 2 projects went to school with me back in the days! Now I guess he's an internet junkie. haha! Anyways, please spread words about these 2 projects to friends and family if you can through word of mouth or through your own postings. In general, I just think that these two projects are very decent in terms of what they're trying to do. Read the "about" page to learn how cool these people are.


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wishes inc. [16 May 2005|04:15pm]

[ mood | .groggy. ]

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I just thought i'd promote another community with similar interests as this community. Just click the banner to get there. :D

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ello peeps [13 May 2005|08:24am]

[ mood | somewhat lethargic ]

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hey, my name is lea and i'm a big-time dream and daydreamer. due to the meds i take, my dreams are VERY vivid. i dream every time i sleep, even if it's just a short nap. i'm glad to have joined this community and i hope to fit in! :3

and here's a dream-reverenced piece of artwork i've done, just for starters. i hope you all like it. :D

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[25 Jan 2005|02:44pm]
Hey everyone, I was just looking to make some friends here. I am 16, female....that's about it. My name is Madison. Feel free to read my journal!
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[21 Jan 2005|09:34am]

i wrote down my dream during 4th period today b/c it kinda scared me...

i wake up to my alarm clock, like usual, but something feels different. its a feeling that i cant explain. i drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom to do the usual. brush my teeth, straighten my hair, go to the bathroom, and wash my face. i return to my room and get dressed. just a pair of blue jeans and a regular t-shirt. i walk to the kitchen, grab a bottle of water from the fridge and then go to the couch and turn on the T.V. i wait for my sister and step-dad to get ready, so we can leave. finally they are ready and we leave to go to school. the day starts out like usual and the feeling is still stuck somewhere in my gut. during lunch the feeling is getting stronger, and something just doesnt feel right. i feel as if i shouldnt be at school, as if i should just run and skip the rest of the day. i had a chance to, but i turned it down. i tried to just push the feeling aside but it wasnt easy. i made it through 4th and 5th period with out anything happening. the feelings still there though. i go to 6th period and class is normal. i start to question myself... Maybe im getting sick? Maybe im just imaging it? Maybe i just need to get some more sleep?... the bell rings to end school. and on the way to the bus it happens. i see the fight starting, its my friend and one of his biggest enemies. and this is what didnt feel right. everything happened so fast, but i'll i can remember is the sound of a gun. i heard screams and someone yell my name. i remember feeling a piercing sharp pain in my stomach and looking up to see my friend with a gun in his hand, and i terrified look on his face. i fall to the ground.

-- ok so then my teacher wakes me up, but the dream was still fresh in my mind so i jotted it down. what does this mean? does it mean that maybe i should watch out b/c one of my friends is going to stab me in the back soon? i dont know, im just worried...
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[19 Jan 2005|07:25am]

people just kinda stopped writing eh?
did ya'll stop day-dreaming too?
just wondering?
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do it. [22 Aug 2004|01:33am]


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Hi I'm New [24 Jul 2004|09:18pm]

lol Hi!!! lol ya I'm new! :3 and uhmmm ya hoping to make great freinds here :D hehe
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[21 Jul 2004|08:07pm]

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Hi [14 Jun 2004|08:46am]

[ mood | amused ]

I'm new here kinda...new to you all at least.

I found this cozy little community while trying to find some place to cross post my new community dreamersdesire . Quick info about the community:

I wanted a place where people could share their hopes, dreams, goals, desires, fantasies, happy endings, fairytales....happy parts of there lives or the bad so that others can encourage if they want.

I hope that this will be a beneficial community to its users and be an all around encouragement not only to its members and watchers but to those who aren't regulars and stumble upon it on a bad day and walk away with some encouragement. This world isn't that great and I'm not trying to create an escape but rather bring something good to it.

What you guys have going here is great. Sorry that I don't have anything too exciting to say right now but please check out my new community!

Oh and while I'm away, dream a little dream...

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happy ladies [12 Apr 2004|01:05am]

hello ladies this makes your mouths turn red deep red sometimes purple but you can opt for the lighter colors like the ones that dont turn your mouths different colors so this can be your deepest darkest secret cause face it when someone asks you what your deepest darkest secret is you dont really know what to say. oh wait. i know i know just what and when your lips are chapped and theres dead skin hanging then youll know if its purple or red or not it can be not just as easily.

i type fast so soft and fluidly look at me type of you cant see it no no and if you were looking i wouldnt type like this id be nervouse a bit and not doing what i can do, doing just a little less cause im clumbsy when you can see and especially if you can see me.

i am building up a resiliance i am climbing stairs instead of taking elevators i am climbing and running and power walking and walking fast hurry hurry working my muscles not working out but i am becoming fit for my environment ready to run at a moments notice if i need be running for when the store is closing but by the time you get there it will be already closed.

who is that thumping on the floor above me and sometimes the person below me wonders the same and motherfucker its me me me i am the one thumping above you and there your problem is solved but we still have me to worry about because i still dont know.
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[12 Apr 2004|01:05am]

re-vive reviv-o-lution!!!
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Hi everyone [01 Mar 2004|12:27am]

Im new in here :)

I thought i would just start out and say what a great idea it is to have a place where you can share your thoughts, i know many of you probably do that in your journals, i know i do in mine :) I like the idea that i can share some of them with a bunch of people who are just as idealistic as me, although now im trying to balance it with realism its a hard thing to do though, especially since sometimes all you want to do is give into your emotions and act impulsively.. :)

I am just going to cut a small paragraph from my journal.. that i felt would probably apply to this community :)

"My inner self is very much in tune, with memories, passion, music, idealisms, these can arouse emotions that will threaten at times to flood the banks of concious behaviour, I know with such conviction that these will never disappear, or even fade with age, no sepia toned pictures for me."
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[02 Dec 2003|02:41pm]

may my soul be embued with the fire of the Holy Spirit.

may the thirst of my blade be quenched with the blood of mine enemy.

may all your dreams be answered in time.
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[18 Mar 1970|05:39pm]

[ mood | depressed ]

this is tony, he's a catholic school boy.

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~shrug~ [09 Nov 2003|02:17pm]

[ mood | annoyed ]

I dream of colors and shapes,
of merriment and hope,
I dream of a world without me,
of a world without love,
I dream of a place where I am free,
of a life worth living,
and a friend worth having,
but most of all,
I dream of colors and shaps,
of merriment and hope.


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[30 Sep 2003|09:42pm]

some people seem to like dating. whatever dating means. spending casual but romantic time with others i guess. i don't know what it is, i just know i dont like it. i have no desire to sow wild oats or anything of that sort. fish in the sea. bah! i think i could happily fall in love now and stay with that one person until god knows when and not feel like ive missed out on anything. i want someone to come home to, to be someone to come home to.
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"the fish can eat a lion, the fish can eat a lion, the fish can eat a lion, the fish can eat a lion" [03 Aug 2003|10:05am]
[ mood | optimistic ]

out of focus
help with your focus
When you think about it--

the virgin will spend some of the day in the water
even if there are crabs
and my evil twin

when i have regrets i'm at the bar
the oxygen bar

i'm concentrated with regrets
know thyself but i want to know two people
the scales of karma will turn tears into
a new designer drug

the archer wanted to bring him home
but kill with bare hands
i said
love with your bare hands
in the light
out of focus

ram a new designer drug to test market the virgin
fully know thyself what a load of bullshite

my evil twin
will love with your bear heart carrier

the water can drown you and overwhelm you
everything is larger than it appears
out of focus

got a sting of the scorpion
the morning blend
the coffee wasn't that strong
so i ate my evil twin

an appetite for the supernatural
an unsolvable mystery
the fish can eat a lion
robert stack once affirm
godet! godet! godet!

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