life blurbs Larz back story kepler90h.com
These notes are a run down of some memories, events and commentary regarding the character of Larz. Life experiences are listed in chronologic order. This document represents seventeen personality layers. The exercise revived past mental images to augment the eNotes story line of the Trinity Manuscripts 1 collection. Correlations were drawn between the 16 stories presented here and the 16 remaining TM1 three image sets. Topics were not matched up. They were left to fall where they may. The resultant narrative weave was blended through cosmic interjection. The two lists were merged to create a robust baseline development of The Larz world view.
Trinity Manuscripts 2- A Journey Beyond
Trinity Manuscripts 3- From Etheric Realms
Themes involve bugs, energy, deception, loss and faith to push through challenges. The Key Rebellion video has many of the strings necessary to tie together facets of the Kepler 90h story. The Human psyche life cycle is coursed through a spirit, that for a given time, completes a physical electromagnetic circuit.
It turned out that Larz had been brought in at the rise of a particularly evil period. He readily saw the trajectory of the pursuits. A nihilistic, weak minded and self centered orthodoxy creped into the power apparatus. Humanism was the flavor of the day in that era. He could taste the bitterness of their intent.
A non conformist by nature, the 1970's long haired teen was raised with a strong Christian back ground. The System sought to make him feel ashamed of his faith. He simply wanted to extend what he truly was out into the world. He relished the pursuit of absolute truth which meant he was viewed as a rebellious malcontent.
Logic was a guiding light that was muted by the corruption of emotion. Scientific methods had devolved into exercises in self fulfillment. A narrative was chosen first, evidence was then crafted to back up the claims. Highly corrupted, the culture held nothing meaningful for him to seek and achieve. He didn't appreciate the price he would have to pay. What would he gain when so much of him had to be given up.
Larz physical attributes: Born in Aquarius, he had shortened achilles tendons especially on the left side. His relationship with water was border line calamitous yet he was drawn to its purity. Asymmetry was present in the thumbs as well. The right one was a club that was one inch in diameter. He used it to measure with. The other was three quarters of an inch wide. Archaic references of "murderers thumb"' arose from stories of mild mannered persons with an unexplained psychotic break. Smile, snap, smile.
A theory about the variant thumb formation was that habitual invitro thumb sucking caused it to be rounded. His palms displayed a near mirror image symmetry as they both had the "simian crease". His eyes were bright, cold blue that morphed to green in certain light. He rarely looked in the mirror because the glassy transparence of his orbs unsettled him. He sometimes wondered what people saw in his eyes.
The traits attributed to Indigo Children were found abundantly within Larz. Generationally speaking he was an Alpha. His offspring had varying degrees of the gifts within the Gamma (2), Delta(1) and Omega(2) iterations. It felt to him as if his group was part of a movement. People of good heart, peace and purpose. A transformational envelope of universal consciousness was at hand. Were they among the ushers? That remained to be seen.
child early
1 electrocution- elemental base pair (EBP)
(see the alpha / omega document) eNote 4c
Toddler Short Circuit alpha
The initial spark led to a painful jolt as he inserted the file cabinet key into an electric outlet. Larz was fixated upon what would happen if he disobeyed the warnings. As the current flowed it became strangely comfortable yet increasingly unsettling. He tried to let go but it wouldn't let him. He became an unwilling energy slave. That was when he sought relief.
Larz looked up to see his father through the glass in the middle of a sermon. He was sent to the office for misbehaving. The lights were flickering as Dad turned his head toward Larz. His face calmly asked "what did you do this time" as the building went dark. Larz let go as he blacked out. Being a rebel was etched into his psyche, energized by the power of the socket.
Later, in his minds eye, he would look down at the blackened and twisted key in his hand. The long lost object had captivated him, the consequence of curiosity had been delivered. Larz was a conduit and mediator of a current that super charged him with raw energy. As his personal Key Rebellion, it set the tone of always questioning authority, no matter the cost.
omega Adult Energy Focus
It seemed that women were initially attracted to the wild, free spirit humor that Larz exuded. But ultimately they dumped him. His will could not be controlled. Steadfast faith convictions ran counter to the culture he found himself stuck within. The essence of America, unabridged rugged individualism, coursed through his veins. That sounded rather corny to him at the time. Though, later he was led to find that the concept was a literal biologic truth.
Conventions of the world held no appeal to him. Larz mused that he was a minimalist long before it became fashionable. Yet, Larz noticed that security for many females revolved around the accumulation of worldly things. Long term financial stability seemed paramount. It was impossible for him to restore the purity of heart that had been stolen from them. Even If he could give them the world, he would not be able to provide the moon that they desire.
Larz needed to find his own way. Money was not his master so a solo trek through life ensued. Most of his pursuits and plans involved Living In The Now. Enjoyment existed in the connections of the present state. Circumstance was a test of faith even in the dire moments. Striving to be thankful in all situations was a goal. He became quiet around misguided desire. That was when he realized that worldly emptiness was where the fullness of belief resided.
eNotes 5 a b c Trinity Manuscripts 1
near drowning- cosmic zipper
frenzy - kids play pool. He looked up to her pretty face and smile, knowing he had taken his final breath. Larz loved water in proper doses. He was in the middle of learning a lesson the hard way, once again. He became very anxious when recalling the event. He still stops to take a breath to settle his countenance.
Larz was an eldest son being baptized by an unholy spirit. Agents of evil are some times unwitting tools for destruction. She was sending him to a place where he didn't need to breath. Larz was not ready to go without a fight. The passive are found over whelmed by aggression, he conjured up courage to prevail.
Upside down, held down by the shoulders, he had to wait until the bottom was felt. With all might and conviction he forced himself up through the unrepentant clutch of the devil. Larz leapt out and bolted, never to return to a play pool. He was all about risk and reward after his electric Key Rebellion tussle.
Years later, the family would watch reel to reel 16 mm of the visits to East Point. The incident was among the movie documentation. Larz watched his scene quietly, no one was privy. As the group peace maker, silence kept order. To expose his truth would be an unwise downer within the perceived joyous scene.
3 windup clock- human condition
Patience is a form of slowing down the perception of time. calming...count in time. Various harmonies were played in his head to counter balance his excess energy. He'd set a pace that paralleled the wind down. The ending sequence was thus: Anticipate which note would be the last. Gauge its possible duration. Then complete the rest of the music string silently in his mind. Larz loved opposites so he studied the beginnings and endings of the song. He was especially attracted slowly to waning notes.
His machine counterpart was a reliable friend. Its face was equally calibrated with 12 numbers. He would manually pick a time, wind it and watch. A small window to the world coursed around the clock. As it swept by, the activities associated with times of day were seen. Press down on the nose to slide the activities to other time slots. Pull it out to adjust the location of the hands. The ticking arm movements marked space as time ran out. He manipulated components to keep pace.
On the back was a sequenced picture overview of daily activities. An analog dial graced the center. Larz would count the clicks as he wound it up. How many turns of the dial would equal a complete day circle? He was a naturally born scientist. He sought to impart that to his children. Decades later his offspring would assemble advanced technology. Creating steadfast companions of durable mechanical circuitry. Time was a relative thing, more so than he could have conceived. Be patient or you will become one.
4 brain tumor girl- original deception
Larz remembered a hospital visit in 1963 when he was 5 years old. A family awaited them. As he looked up in the main level lobby, the large and chilly room seemed ominous. It quickly became warm and safe when the adults huddled in. Suddenly, an out pouring occurred, moms were quietly crying. Worried men held back emotion. Shock gripped them. Such a diagnosis had heretofore been unheard of in children. All were hopeful of a positive outcome. They were thankful for the spiritual connections with one another.
He tried to process how a child like himself could be so suddenly sick. He hadn't yet contemplated the possibility and reality of death. He wondered what it was like in her room upstairs with the nurses and machines. Was it as cold and uncertain as the lobby? As it turned out, the episode was a fore shadow of his adult life. In 1980 he was a young father who found out the difference between a waiting room and a second floor pediatric unit. His coping strategies were to became highly developed on many levels.
Another first born daughter had been dealt a brain tumor. The "Health" Industry denied, at the time, that cancer cells resided within the Polio vaccine. He later found out that the original concoction had not been discarded. It wasn't replaced in 1969 as was claimed. Both girls were stricken by the same tainted batch of Simian Virus 40 (SV40) roughly 17 years apart. To his knowledge, no purified, independently verified, version was produced. Descendant cells of the original brew were put into the children for profit.
child middle
eNotes 6 a b c
5 a dime for a look - composite circuit
The third grade boys were in a quiet buzz. One of the girls offered to "show what she's got" for a dime. In an interesting parallel, that was the cost of a chocolate bar. Currently, that silver dime and a candy bar are again of equal worth. There was a maintenance shed along the pathway to leave the grounds. Larz saw and heard the happenings over several days. They produced a dime and then went in the shed.
He noticed one kid emerge with a puzzled look on his face. Wanting in on the action, he beefed up his helping around the house. He needed a dime asap. Finally, with dime in hand, he asked her if he could have a turn. She reluctantly said ok " but I need two nickels". So, he checked the random change at home but the sources were limited. After a couple of days he was able to switch the dime for two nickels.
It was risky because his mother might have noticed the change. After school he conjured up the nerve to ask her. In an admission of modest propriety, she said "I just can't do it because your dad is a minister." Like it or not he was found to be covered with the cloth of the Believers. That was the first time he was jilted by a female, it wouldn't be the last. A pattern of such rejection would emerge over his life time.
6 duck and cover- trinity tetra chord
The deliberate use of fear to control the population was well developed by the late 1950's. Media was weaponized to indoctrinate through cleaver presentations wrapped in a vail called PSA's , public service announcements. A powerful long form version, that was run in the grade school classroom, featured a narcissistic cartoon turtle. unbeknownst to the parents, that was when the children were stolen.
In arrogant wisdom, the pseudo intellectual professional educators took over from there. Images and narratives were sewn into young minds to solidify a uniform world view. The Public Education Cult endured into the mid 2020's. The Internet turned out to be the great equalizer. It crushed the remnants of their dehumanizing ideologies. Unfiltered freedom of expression eventually provided undeniable truth.
7 inoculation gun- triple triplicate
Larz learned about the evil of government Public Health Policy in the second grade. It was a very painful and frightening lesson in helplessness. Class rooms lined up to wait as the sound of the multi-shot rang through the shinny, tiled institutional halls. The whimpers and fearful looks were near universal. The children dutifully lined up to take their medicine. Each endured public subjugation for the good of all. The shoulder scar remained for decades as a constant reminder of being branded like cattle.
Clever word use in the 1960's drove a soft sell push to vaccinate. The first step was to condition the population with a concept that was non threatening or innocuous. The second step was to pivot and call it what it was when contrary evidence was presented. Some vaccine injury was admitted to as the Lording Over of the population had already been established.
The third step was to capture and pervert the scientific realm. Admonish those who questioned the underlying theories and processes. Finally, the duped population defended a systematic perpetration of sickness and death. Everything was gauged, compound concoctions became their god. Meanwhile, the medical status and outcomes of non injection groups, such as the Amish, were monitored. The system hid proof that much of the vaccine regimen was unnecessary and often counter productive to good health.
child late
eNotes 7 a b c
8 Lake Itchy- entity 144
Larz was visiting in Tennessee at 10 years old. He was playing in the lake water when all at once he was overcome with head to toe itching. Every single skin cell felt bright with tingling. The static electricity short circuited and reignited continually. It reminded him of his electrocution as the crawl of the current refused to let him go. He began to wonder if tiny bugs were running across his skin. They were in a desperate rush like ants feverishly tending their dirt home. Would the condition ever fully resolve?
A relatable visual of the feeling would be the Orgone that dances on the water in the glistening sun. Imagine your skin as the lake surface stimulated by a concert of energized protozoa moving in nonstop organized chaos. A panic started to set in after 15 minutes of nonstop firing off sensations. It was as if bugs were infiltrating his body. An uncontrollable shiver over took him as he clutched a towel. Focusing on the counter pressure, once again the cloth of the Believers came to his rescue.
He was relieved enough to turn to a technique he developed earlier in life to deal with over zealous play. All too often tickling had become so intense and incessive that it began to hurt. The light fun tended to devolve into torture. The more he resisted, the greater the assault. In his group mediator role, he learned to be as neutral as possible. So, a new strategy was in order to ensure self preservation.
He decided to block the initial sensations with his mind. That would diffuse the interest of the tickler to continue. The successful use of mind control was powerfully satisfying to him. The uncomfortable episodes eventually evaporated into the voids of time and memory. Thus, for better and for worse, he had become a disassociation expert at age 6 . Being forced to give up the joy of being tickled, however, hollowed out part of his heart. Larz held little empathy for the plight of others. Could that be corrected?
The ultimate key was to slow down time by playing the wind down clock tune in his mind. And have the conviction that mental methods indeed ensure the outcome he desired. Through his psyche he tricked his body into supplanting pain with pleasure. The intensity of Itch was transformed into the original soothing sensations of a light tickle. Counter pressure relieved. Simple touch was found to negate a host of irritants. Counting time to a melody calmed the spirit. That would prove to be valuable later on.
9 intimidation dream- matrix wingspan
The ominous bull was much bigger than life. It was the size of a three story house. The brute would toy with Larz because it knew it had the upper hand. Some times the bull would be blocking him from getting to a person who was looking to him for help. Why anxiety over a jerk dictating various worldly scenarios? It never spoke, only huffing and puffing while stomping one front hoof on the ground. He taunted Larz.
The beast basically stood against him and his efforts. Perhaps I'm too timid, he would ponder while sitting at a desk in school. Was the bull a manifestation of overwhelming stress about things of the world? Perhaps it was frustration with the evils of the world. He would dream a variation days in a row. Then they were intermittent for a spell. There were no definite patterns to unwelcome bull visitations.
Larz had heard about lucid dreaming. So one morning, after another night of abuse, he decided that the next time he was challenged he would stand up to it. He practiced his lines before he went to sleep. Then, some time later, it finally appeared. He was anticipating the arrival within a dream. Larz was very direct, he told it "I'm not afraid, I know this is a dream and I won't let you push me around any more".
Success depended upon the unwavering conviction of Larz. As expected, the bull backed down from its intimidation tactics. A stunned silence over took the bull as it processed the dictate of Larz.. It became neutral within subsequent dreams. Over time, Larz managed to train the beast to assist in his dream adventures. As his mind matured, Larz pacified the life size dream bull and put it out to pasture.
10 drug pushing cop- ? cosmic intersection
From an era where the world taught Larz the term Pig was accurate. They could smell his bad attitude. Uneven use of the long arm bothered him. Authorities always got a pass. Larz loathed the psychological warfare that police brought with them. The professional stand off posture was a bogus shtick he could do without. Larz was way ahead of the curve in recognizing the truth and lies woven into the status quo.
Information or indoctrination, he wondered, at an unannounced 6 th grade assembly in 1969. Officer pecker head demonstrated drugs that were illegal. The minion warned of coke and microdot LSD, which Larz later learned was distributed by the FBI-CIA on college campuses. Uppers, downers and reefer were passed around. Nickel bag, smell it, lit it -sniff it. Recognize the adult candy no one had told you about.
Most of the children were taken back by the whole scene. The assembly was not done with parental consent- that standard had long since been shelved. The basic message was don't use this and turn in those who possess it. Parents were cut out of the equation and didn't realize it. That was when Larz lost all respect for "law enforcement". They were introducing the "gateway drug" to pry into people lives.
Along those lines, the fbi and cia had essentially been merged after they participated in the Kennedy assassination's. Daddy george Bush consolidated a mirrored deep state cultivated by the Dems while Hoover dressed in drag. Baby george dispensed with JFK jr to become a made man. Grand dad Prescott Bush was a true nazi who had it in for the drug running Joe Kennedy. Both creeps had sought high office.
eNotes 8 a b c
11 thesis/ antithesis/ synthesis seven psyches
Larz recalled the talks in the cellar with his father. Both were very curious about the world at large and how systems were constructed. Understanding the human experience was a hobby. At times they would seek each other out to discuss their studies. He was the eldest son and a deep thinker at 12 years old. One day Larz was shown the ideas of Hagal and his dialectic materialism. He was taken by the logic of theoretical constructs. Larz began to develop thought experiment techniques of his own.
During his 20's, while doing mundane factory work, his mind would drift. Larz concentrated on the various systems of the world. An end state was derived by a blending of the opposites. The simplest model being: agrarian/ industrial / post industrial (as they called it). The Dems were pushing the service economy idea to build up their servant classes. Subjugated groups were then pitted against each other.
Larz, of the industrial sector, saw their play as selfish consolidation that broke down to: socialism / capitalism / fascism. Like a parasite, the state economy would eventually squeeze the life out of the free market. Then, a dark ruling class would feed off of the chaos. Fortunately, his world view foresaw a trend: conservative / liberal / libertarian conservationists. Otherwise know as the independent middle class.
In his 40's the script was flipped to get a grip on the forces behind creation itself. Instead of the result of two opposites, he chose to study from the perspective of: thesis / synthesis / antithesis. The product, as the world itself, being the opposite of the creative forces. Larz began with a construct that he considered to be rational: unworldly / other worldly / worldly. A robust orthodoxy was allowed to flourish in his mind.
12 alienated by association ring in a psyche
Larz was a product of the mid west, a child protestant dropped into a foreign culture. Regardless of where he was, Larz was a round peg that had to fit into a square space. He had acclimated to the standoffish posture of most classmates. Larz had been labeled a preachers kid (pk) in his former Illinois life. The groups, or clicks as they called them, had pretty much rejected him. Both inside the church and outside.
That was fine because a new lease on life was awaiting him. He wanted out anyway. Was the east to be as unwelcoming to him? He studied the interactions of the native New Englanders. The Catholicism that surrounded him was a birth right that he could not claim. Consequently, the dominant religious group shut him out. He was very thankful that he didn't have to carry the burden placed upon them by a priest.
By the same token, they were not allowed the freedom of spirit that his faith rallied around. Larz tried to consider the role of their Priest. The Old Testament role was to sacrifice. So, what exactly were the modern ones sacrificing? Was the practice figurative, literal, neither or both? The pursuit seemed rather nebulous to him. Larz knew better than to inquire among their ranks. No positive outcome there.
Similarly, group think worked to their detriment in civic matters. Authority says jump, only ask how high. But Larz knew that the most important votes are the ones not cast. It demonstrated the lack of confidence in the system. The pivitol votes, instead, were the percentages on either side of 50. A 5 percent massage was all you needed to maintain control. Good people avoid the process, engagement equaled exposure.
13 face in the tree- nDNA Psalm
Larz was curious and alone so he went half way down the living room stairs to listen. Sitting on a step, he clutched the spindles and stared through them into the Christmas tree across the room. At 13, it was just another Friday night adult party that drew him in. A group of friendly social workers were "tying one on" after a week of pandering to down trodden masses. The unwinding reflected upon efforts to alleviate the pangs of mankind. Humanistic remedies seemed superficial to him, behaviors went largely unchanged.
As he listened his mind wondered. The old fashioned tree was decorated with tinsel. The multi color reflections were heightened by the static electricity they harbored. Charge up your feet on the rug then offer your index finger to the tree. The thin metal would rise up relative to the charge. If miscalculated, the tinsel would snap up to give a startlingly visible shock. The anticipation of response was fun. Larz was known for his thousand yard stare, a concentration technique that was misunderstood by others.
Transfixed upon the tree, a face appeared to him, nestled in the branches. The white lights stood out amidst the color cacophony. The pinpoints highlighted features associated with Jesus. Larz maintained eye contact with him, reluctant to look away and risk loosing the connection. Larz focused on the change in personality relative to the amounts of alcohol consumed. The noise and music levels rose as the night progressed. Would he too get hooked on the potions they partook? He felt encouraged to choose wisely.
The revelers became loosey goosey back ground noise as the scene conversations became crass and sloppy. He began to think about the possibility of someone out there who was a double. The spindles turned into jail bars as he thought of being wrongly accused. Larz went awash in thought as he held eye contact through the bars. Perhaps as a drunk driver who killed someone. Or an altercation at a bar. Later on, in his 30.s and 40's, Larz met random people who mistook him for a rough guy, in a nearby county.
Larz tried to make the best of the interaction. It would end when he looked away. Somewhat anxious, he dwelled upon the Book of Believers. Paul was wrongly jailed yet considered himself in chains for Christ. So all things are possible through positive faith and commitment. Larz himself was convinced that he experienced the realization of pure isolation. Yet, he never felt alone again. His constant companion was imprinted into his minds eye. A face that only he had seen. A vision that few would truly accept.
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teen school / personal / work / retail / restaurant
eNotes 9 a b c
14 keep the faith- bow tie processor
It became painfully obvious to Larz that he was way too logical for the ambivalent worlds he resided in. So, he sat back and watched. Learning from other peoples mistakes was a fundamental goal. There were some mid teen hiccups mostly due to peer pressure. Larz was like a country, self - determination was a gift from the Maker. As a libertarian he sought balance in the aspects of his political and social views. After all, the point of a Democratic Republic was for each citizen to be sovereign. Rights were from God.
Overly contemplative to some, he came off as an uninteresting bore. But. for those who felt incomplete, he was the candlelight and they were the moth. Listening was what he mostly did. People tend to answer their own questions if they reason long enough. Larz saw that he was a natural conduit, like it or not. Random people would seek him out. Larz mused that life advise was sought of him. He who had no real life or significant relationships of his own. His innate sense was not experiential. That didn't matter.
Those who sought him were interested in self desire. He was a sponge that absorbed their insecurities. He was expected to ooze answers and reassurance. Yet they rarely noticed he was left unreplenished emotionally. In some ways he liked that he didn't have to personally deal with their foibles. Larz felt like he lived in an artificial realm where he was simultaneously connected and disconnected. Was he wired differently? Perhaps there were no wires within his solid state makeup. He was part of a grand mirage.
The essence of Larz was a symphony of mostly harmonic frequencies. He surely had his sour moments. Life circumstances sometimes got the best of him. In a corrupt culture, steadfast principles were at times a detriment. Despite his "natural psychologist" attributes, his personal life ended up as a testing ground. Through the sequence of quagmires, Larz held true to his commitments. He took partners at their word, to no avail. He remained devoted to the empirical. Regret was not in his vocabulary. Trust became relative.
15 .- antigravity- 1976 jagged circle
His nickname was Bern, Larz referred to him as the brainiac. They conversed as like minded enthusiasts of science. Others focused upon the crippled look of his body. He had asymmetric, square shoulders that were on different levels. The higher side sported a slight hump that more than encompassed his scapula. Consequently, his angular head sat tilted on his frame.
Thus, some quietly referred to him as Quasi. Which was a shortened version of the famous keeper of the church. Joint pain was a persistent problem for him. He relished parachuting because it relieved his physical deformities. The exhilaration and freedom gave him a brief new lease on life.
.- antigravity- shuttle cock atmosphere reentry ? One time he was particularly excited, Obviously, Larz was the only choice at the shop to release such bubbling exuberance. Bern knew Larz was all ears and would try to enhance comprehension of the subject.
"I was on a jump recently, enjoying the feeling that most everyone has but me. The lack of gravity against my deteriorated joints is inspiring. While pondering such things, the keys to antigravity came to me. An engine to convert the energy appeared in my head".
"You wouldn't believe how simple and obvious it is once your eyes are open. The problem is that it stands against some accepted science. I don't want to risk the idea being stolen or suppressed. That's all I can say about it right now, I'm still studying".
16 starship - June 1996 paper delivery warm humming
Warm humming enveloped the entire neighborhood before it showed itself. Like a locomotive, it came to rest with blustering fanfare. Larz was drawn to the magnitude of its presence. A propulsion component was not readily apparent. He would come to call it the Digamma Transistor. The irony was not lost on him that he was delivering the news. Yet, until now, he knew to not broadcast his experience. He stopped running and watched as it hovered close by. It remained overhead for several minutes.
Casually, from the west it came. Slowing down over the bay, it stopped short of the ocean. The DT floated on air over the peninsula like a boat in the water. It rocked slightly to and froe as it cut through the wave eddies of the air. It was partially covered by the foggy conditions it was creating, It looked like a large grey cloud 80 to 100 feet up. Some of the defined curves reflected the ambient light of early dawn. It was about 30 feet high, 150 feet across and higher in the middle than at the edges.
Calm was generated by the frequencies it emitted. There was no urgency in the air. The harmonized pulses of the dimly lit ship droned on. Was it preparing to embark? Did they see him standing in the middle of the street? Larz wondered. Then, all at once, it rose up with a swishing sound. It moved up like being within an invisible elevator shaft. Out and up it went at around a 33 degree angle. It did not go across the sky like a conventional craft. It acted more like electricity bolting from one pole to the other.
Trajectory was deep as the speed increased exponentially. Emitting light only, the pulsations grew small. As it became just another light among the stars, there was a distinct puff sound. The light split into three equally sized lights. They quickly fanned out, moving in arc patterns away from each other. In a few seconds they were gone. Being near the base of a transient energy tunnel, he heard them exit through the top of a pneumatic tube. The craft was sucked up to negative space like magnets in reversed polarity.
Larz theorized: a low pressure bass used the negative ground of the terraform. The circuit was prepared from above, creating a channel of least resistance. He used ancient greek emojis for a graphical view. Somehow, it evolved into another example of the 9369 6 369 sequence. Read octave from the bottom up.
opportunity of the Holy Spirit (9) ut (45 degree angle) (͵Θ) for 9000
who recreates through Christ (6) la U+0377 ͷ GREEK SMALL PAMPHYLIAN DIGAMMA
U+1D7CB 𝟋 MATHEMATICAL SMALL DIGAMMA
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to reunite with God (3) sol U+213D ℽ ℽ DOUBLE-STRUCK SMALL GAMMA
that seeks through Jesus (6) ϛ ϛ - dimension travel -
ϛ
< digamma ultimately taking the form of "ϛ". "stigma" (στίγμα) from the verb στίζω ("to puncture") >
the physical (9) fa (33 degree angle) sampi (ϡ) for 900 - outer space -
creates through Christ ^leveraged^ (6) mi U+1D792 𝞒 𝞒 SANS-SERIF CAPITAL GAMMA
of God < sucked up> (3) re Unicode: U+1D738 𝜸 MATHEMATICAL SMALL GAMMA
>energized (internal 3 6 9)< koppa (ϙ) for 90,
the Spirit (9) ut U+1D797 𝞗 MATHEMATICAL SANS-SERIF CAPITAL THETA
up surge of negative energy - earth surface - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Digamma
the Spirit (ut) of God (re) creates through Christ (mi) physical manifestation (fa)
that seeks through Jesus (silence)
to reunite with God (sol) who recreates through Christ (la) the opportunity of the Holy Spirit (ut)
A gamma ray, also known as gamma radiation (symbol γ), is a penetrating form of electromagnetic radiation arising from high-energy interactions like the radioactive decay of atomic nuclei or astronomical events like solar flares.
In Medieval music theory, Gamma was the starting note of the musical scale using the Guidonian hand. Paired with the Solfège syllable ut, it became the origin for the word "gamut" ("Gamma ut").[29]
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma
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adult parent / work / relationships
guns- archaic instruments of control. remained as a necessary evil in a backward world
near drowning- teen rip tide, 1990's wave pool
lparanormal
1960's < Indiana>
He had rather nebulous recollections of lights, motion and rapid moving, Organized activity occurred in and around the backyard as he watched from the stoop. It felt like being inside of a vacuous machine. Local calm, almost pallor, was maintained within a vast slow motion storm Larz never felt threatened, with his short colorful past why would he? He stood motionless amidst the spin.
Perhaps It was a dream that he couldn't put a finger on. Bright colors and the purposeful orchestration of images were what surfaced periodically in his mind. The phenomenon was UFO activity?
Larz went to the Chicago Planetarium in 1967. That was the first time he saw holographic arrays on the newly developed technology. A series of machines were set up on display. Larz stood over the screens and looked down, fascinated by the images floating in space. He felt as if he had seen the 3D in visions. He was drawn in to the negative space that defined the lights. It was comfortable and exciting.
1970 13 yrs old face in the tree- christmas vision
1980's Hopkins Hill, Coventry RI multiple instances
spirits moving through the rooms, items moved- missing, found in other locations
1991 literally felt scales fall off of his skin released from the burden. the weight of a second failed marriage was lifted
16 1990's paper delivery warm humming (see above) unified triune transport
2000's trinity manuscript transmission circa 2005
2016 visitation on 2/17/2016 at 6: 20 am. house built in 1794
It was his custom to go to the front room of the house for morning coffee. As he entered the darkened doorway a figure met him there. She must have been waiting as she appeared suddenly right in place. He stopped short just inside the room. She wore an elegant two toned horizontal stripped light and medium brown chiffon dress. The arms and shoulders were layered and tapered. He sensed that a piece of the sheer cloth linked around the back. She looked exactly like a teenage girl that he knew.
Her countenance was just as that of his acquaintance. A very slight, passive half-grin greeted him. "What would you have me do?", she communicated with her eyes. It felt like she was submitting herself to him. With a quick, up beat reply he said "hello, it's good to see you". Her gaze held steady. They met eyes for several seconds then he turned to the love seat to his left against the wall. That was the area where his father had taken his last breaths. It was a good place to sit quietly and contemplate. He calmly sat and then looked up to see the empty space that usually filled the room.
He was not sure how to handle the information. At that moment he wondered if the friend had just passed on or if her spirit was reaching out for help. Perhaps, the resemblance had no significance. It was clear to him that the person was looking for acceptance. For the following year he kept his distance from the teen so that eye contact would not occur. It was decided to not tell her about the event, which may have had nothing to do with her, unless he saw her in that dress.
The following year on Easter of 2017 she wore a two tone light and medium green chiffon dress. The cut and horizontal layering were the same as in his vision. The colors were more vibrant and alive than the brown dress. It was identical in every other way. But, since it was a different color the visitation was not to be revealed. Astonishingly, they happened to pass in the stairwell and exchanged pleasantries. With exuberance she moved as a newly freed spirit. As she turned to leave, with a short hop, her arms flapped momentarily as the sheer on the back of the dress fluttered like wings. He marveled as she floated down the stairs like a butterfly.
2016 visitation around 4/11/2016 at 7: 30 pm house built in 1940
He had come from Bristol to visit a friend in North Kingstown. At one point he went out to the car to retrieve some items. As he fished around inside the car, the following event took place. As far as he knew he was only a passive non participant. From within the cover of the interior he watched the arrival of a woman he didn't recognize. Initially he thought that the person was a friend stopping by unannounced. It seemed like a good idea to give them the time and space to visit before reentering the house.
It was around dusk on a typical overcast spring afternoon. The moisture hung heavily in the air such that a fog rolled through. The scene was like being next to the docks where boats spontaneously appeared out of the mist. A surreal event occurred as a shadowy vehicle slowly pulled along side the curb in front of the house. The windshield wipers intermittently cleared the vison of the silhouette driver. On the roof there was a faint rectangular sign. The car shape was that of the 1960's and his impression was that it was a taxi. The street lights and slow motion glistened on the shinny chrome as the engine lowly hummed. The printing on the license plate and sign was indiscernible, as if fuzzy looking on purpose.
A woman eventually got out of the passenger side back seat. She turned back to the car to gather her belongings. She was dressed professionally and wore a hat. It was the typical, respectful look of a traveler in that era. After a couple of minutes leaning into the car she turned toward the house. With her coat draped over one arm she proceeded up the walk. With purposeful, business like resolve, she strode confidently toward the house. He felt like this person was returning from a trip. She pulled a two wheeled aluminum luggage rack. It trailed behind her with a hard cover suitcase strapped to it.
She smartly walked up the stairs and through the door without hesitation. It seemed odd that she didn't pause to knock. You would think that she had just routinely returned home from being out of town. After several minutes he started to wonder when she would come back out. After a while he decide to go back into the house. He went in and inquired about the visitor and where had she gone. They were puzzled by the question as no one was aware that anyone had entered. Do these stories merge? He wondered if he had been a transfer agent. In other words, a spirit attached to his psyche in order to move to a new location.
document overview
The 16 blurbs are a double octave fundamental of life. In the final analysis this document represents the aggregate 17 as a prime number package. Information is transmitted from its radial partner 1. Such an assemblage is itself doubled such that the 34 of physical form can be spiritually nourished through the 33 of creation. The 16 bit product came out as an even split between child 8 bit and adult 8 bit cognition. Through the duplication of 16 bit, as the Trinity Manuscript 1 eNotes, a 32 bit entity is contrived.
Number Reduction: The circle is then closed when the doubling of 32 (5) results in 64 (1). The zero represents dimension which inherently resolves itself. - - (1) x 17 - - In essence, 17 (8) is an encapsulated octave. It is transported as 34 (7) through the portal 33 (6). The hexagon container is a physical manifestation of infinity. The 16 spiritual blurbs reduce to (7) which were inserted into the nDNA matrix 32 (5) to be experienced by Larz.
perspectives
Larz had a distinct advantage in the world of computers because he lived before they existed. His family was the first in the neighborhood with a color TV. As a teen he studied people who watched the "boob tube" and how they became literal zombies. Ask them a question and expect no answer. The trance was near universal. Then he notice being annoyed when people interrupted him when watching. He decided to investigate. The analog CRT (cathode ray tube) was an electro magnetic tool for deep mind control.
Vacuum tubes emitted high frequencies that were tuned to the brain low frequency to ensure viewer compliance. The network pursuit was named for what it was: programing. The viewer became a slave to a box that demanded you to approach and manipulate to find pleasure. When turning the dial, blank channels were engaged that blasted white noise. The experience was very unsettling for Larz. The racing, random static returned him to swimming within an electric current. He watched sparingly from then on.
The psychological conditioning of his generation was well coordinated within media outlets. Larz was blessed by random people sent his way. They shared various truths with him. HIs world view was not myopic. Some saw Larz as a crackpot so he went silent. Sharing his understanding was largely a waste of time. Apparently, people were fine with being deceived, who was he to burst the bubble? He wondered how the system would increase control without the use of physical analog frequency modulation.
Modern TV technology employed a more sophisticated digital LCD. The electro magnetic frequency was much less effective. No matter, the public was addicted to the images and sound. The moving picture was superficial but access was universal. Viewers felt like they were in control; that completed the circle. They believed the streaming beast had been tamed, but were entrapped by naïve unconscious volition. Consumption was tailored to the user to isolate and indoctrinate. He watched the manufactured trends.
The icons he encountered on the Net were as modern hieroglyphics. A sublime visceral reaction over came him. He connected with ancient librarians who were "the keepers of the secrets" just as today. Myriad of electromagnetic psyches had been recycled for generations. Clairvoyance was just psychic memory that welled up like water from a cool underground spring. With simple symbols there were few ways to be misunderstood, correct? Yet, mistrust sewn with loose sarcasm skewed the true universal meanings.
Would this iteration of technology fade into history as well? Empirical truth was hard to decipher and retain in any age. Most good in the world was eventually coopted by evil. Either straight up or subverted, tentacles of destruction manipulated at will within the power structures. Larz knew everything goes full circle as he had waited long enough. Time, and truth, were relative in the worlds he endured. Patience had been learned the hard way. Compromise was a path of least resistance, a coping mechanism.
The more broad his worldly understanding, the shallower his human interactions became. Comfort in being alone was second nature. He stood at the flood gates of human consciousness. Waiting for worlds to catch up, his computers were friends. An overly energized reality was his life. It could have also been his death. Larz was a collection of electrons moving at light speed. Esoteric thought experiments captured his imagination. Not knowing if and when there would be resolve in his study intrigued him to no end.
the parasite within - when will it morph into a saprophyte?
Dr. S said "I don't know what it is, but what ever it is, this will kill it".
was taken for granted.
impetigo
he recalled the old man who called us "a bunch of imps".
Over the years bouts of skin irritation would occur
usually spontaneously appeared The worst episode required antibiotics and steroids. The mind would sometimes go fuzzy. Concentrate on a task to pass through the distortion.
human body balance of microscopic creatures
felt reptilian crawling an alien living within the brain fog clouded out the logical
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