4:29 AM - The Secret....Law of Attraction....Love Energy, and Schroedinger’s Cat
Current mood: awake
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I have been working on a theory of how "the Law of Attraction" as _The Secret_ by Rhonda Byrne might work. I have come up with some surprising ideas.
First, let me say that there are a few major flaws to the Law of Attraction (LOA for short). The first flaw is that it does not take into account the Law of Karma. The use of LOA without accounting for Karma in ones life is a disaster waiting to happen.
For example: Say I wanted to manifest a motorcycle by thought alone....I especially mean to "own" one. That does not mean that I can just jump on the first one that comes into my field of view....I would be stealing it from someone. I would have to do jail time over that too. That would be "bad" (there really is no good or bad, but that is a subject of another post).
Secondly LOA does not really explain that one should spend energy on writing down what one desires to manifest (actually it does, but does not explicitly tell one to do so). This is a great idea....write what you want, and tell someone else about what you want.
I did this recently about a motorcycle. I told my father that I was interested in getting one, and well....he told me where I could find a decent bike for a little bit of money.
OK, now the weirdness begins: LOA can function without all of these "mundane" mechanisms, however. Say one is trying to manifest a "soulmate" (yeah, I am still on that kick, and it hurts to think about it, cause well....see previous posts). I have an interesting mechanism by which it can be done without telling anyone what you are really doing.
Meditation. Specifically the OM meditation. See, the OM meditation when done correctly resonates with your own bodies resonant freqency. What?
What the hell is that? The OM meditation requires one to basically hum a tone while breathing out, and concentrating only on the sound of the OM, and the breathing in part too. Maybe not concentrating, but basically allowing all thought to melt away but the sound of OM. The best tone to hum seems to be one that resonates with your thorax, your torso. This sound is approximately 62-68 Hertz. It corresponds to C2 in music. The book _The Body Electric_ describes this.
The cool part is that it functions as a sound, but also translates to EMF (electromagnetic frequency) too. This falls in line with the theory of LOA in that ones brain/body is some kind of "radio" transmitter to the Universe.
So when one hums OM, it translates from sound frequency to a 62-68 Hertz radio frequency (the body has its own electromagnetic field this has been scientifically proven for real). Harmonic sound and EMF frequencies are activated also (read higher and lower freqencies).
So what the hell does all this mean in terms of the Universe giving us what we want? Well....say I was concentrating on manifesting something....The thing about the nature of living existence is that we are of the Universe. We are a pucker of consciousness in a greater consciousness. Forming the image of, and pretending to experience what we want, while doing an OM medititation amplifies the message to the greater consciousness of the Universe as to what we want.
Secondly: because the human body resonates at C2, I have a little theory about what that vibration is. It seems to be the frequency of "love energy". Sounds fuckin cheezy but it really makes a hell of a lot of sense. See, that frequency, that noise of OM vibrating my chest while doing that meditation calms me, fills my solar plexus nerve ganglion (also called the heart chakra) with a sense of warmth, and gives me a sense of well being not unlike the sense of well being when one knows that one is truely loved.
In my most recent post before this, I had done meditation to send thought energy to that place...the heart chakra.....the solar plexus. It worked, but not as well as the OM sound reverberating in my chest. So I really recommend anyone feeling really down about themselves to try that....it does work.
LOA suggests that the greatest energy in the Universe is "love energy" really the word does not matter, it's simply a matter of resonance that is all.
I have a third thought about this too: I need to do more research, but I would not be surprised at all to find out that the dominant frequency of neuronal firing is around 62-68 hertz as well. So when one makes such a sound it sets up a neurosynaptic feedback loop in the brain that (LOA says the brain is the transmitter.....I actually beg to differ.....it seems to be more powerful in the thorax.....torso) reinforces the sense of well being that allows one to be ready to attract and manifest ones desire.
Ok, more weirdness: Here goes. Say that quantum physics is the end all theory (i.e. string theory is bunk, and determinism is out the window). Ever hear of a thought experiment called Schroedinger's Cat?
Schroedinger's Cat involves a hypothetical box that is large enough to put a cat, and a mechanism by which the cat can be killed or left alive depending upon whether or not a radioactive isotope decays -- this is done in such a way that after a certain period of time (I think it's 1/2 of the half life of the isotope) the cat has a 50%/50% chance of being either alive or dead. The thing about the box is that it is constructed such that an observer outside of the box would be absolutely unable to determine if the cat is alive or dead before the box is opened.
Well....due to Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principal, Schroedinger hypothesized that before the box is opened, the cat is simultaneously alive and dead. This is a little bit of quantum weirdness.
Even stranger still: The belief of the observer appears to influence the outcome of the aliveness/deadness of the cat. If the observer believes with all his or her heart and soul....(yeah, I don't like the word soul here either)....that the cat is alive it seems to have a causual relation to the living state of the cat. It causes the cat to be alive.
This is another interesting function of LOA. See; I, in my life, my universe, (and as my wife uses the silly term: bubble) whatever that is outside of my ability to perceive is the same as whatever is inside of Schroedinger's Cat's Box. It is a quantum wave form that has not been observed, thus allowing the universe to manifest my desires.
OR
Your desires.
d.
Currently
listening
:
Contempt
By
Assemblage 23
Release date: 2001-11-13
I haven't written in a while, and the last time that I wrote -- the last couple of times -- have been strained.
Where I am at right now:
I am staying in a travel trailer outside of my parents home in my "home town" (whatever that means). I have a car, thankfully, and I am alive. I am coming to terms with myself and what has happened between my best friend and soulmate last month.
To talk much about what happened here, right now would be disasterous at this point, but suffice it to say that Lyn and I are not speaking right now, and a divorce is in process. I would really like to change that, but I am not the one to decide that, she is.
But that's right now.
What I really want to talk about are the things that I have learned from her, well, and things that I have learned for myself now, and even before she and I met.
I was on a course of change before we met, and well, I can see quite clearly now that we would not have met had I not been on that course of change. I took two steps forward, and the things that happened in July were the "one step back", if you will.
I am back on the change/personal transformation track right now, though.
Even though I have seen the DVD, I finally have read (am reading) _The Secret_ about "the law of attraction" and it has started working a bit for me recently.
The only reason that it seems to work is that I have looked to the very depths of myself, my heart, my solar plexus, and have found that I can direct emotional energy there.....damn, that sounds so cheesy as far as things go. What I mean is that I finally have found a little bit of that so called self love.
I can change my emotional dynamic but it is requiring focus to do so. The Christians call it "letting Jesus/God into your heart". Puh.
or Duh....
See, everyone tells me that you can't truely be loved without loving oneself. I should know that axiom of life and should be able to incorporate it into every fibre of my being, but it's difficult for me since I have spent so much damn time abusing myself. Over half my life actually.
The process of change began last fall when I went to rehab. I was walking the walk, and maybe even talking the talk back then, but inside....
Inside my heart....I didn't have a clue what to do or what I was doing.
There was no miracle. I just behaved my way to better. Better what? Better .... fuck .... I don't know... habits?
It finally became a habit to be sober, instead of a habit to drink and be fucked up most of the time. But still, emotionally, in my heart ... I wasn't free. I still may not be free at this moment, but I am doing that thing.....
that thing where you look to your depth of soul and trying real fuckin hard to bring light there.
babble babble babble....
So the light. It's not light really as a warm serene place that I can go inside. The feeling manifests itself -- again -- in my "heart chakra" -- solar plexus -- heart.
It's really hard work to change that constricting feeling there by yourself, but it's worth it -- even if it's for an hour or so. It's worth it.
What I have found, after a month of even more self discovery than I had last fall, is that I can control what is attracted to me.
Today, I had a bunch of women show interest in me romantically, but I still am attached to Lyn. I just want to attract her back into my life right now really. The place we moved to was a really bad place for me. It was spiritually twisted and barren.
I understand, and get that she was on a personal mission to bring her own brand of enlightenment there, but well, I was/am both a newbie (or renewbie) about that and was not really ready for being there and doing just that.
I don't think I could go back to the physical location -- that little village in the middle of nowhere, but I want another chance with my soulmate.
I do.
I can't change what happened over the past three months, I can't even promise that I would behave perfectly according to her ideals -- I never have promised that really.
I did promise, and continually fulfill that promise, that I would do my best.
d.
Currently
listening
:
Defiance
By
Assemblage 23
Release date: 2002-10-22
All God's children give good phone I called Jesus, he's not home So I'm so pleased to talk to you Trees and walks I love them too Threatened species, they adore me Flower children never bore me
But all the things you share are Better left unsaid When you can give me head And run your fingers through my hair
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, we can meditate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, let's call it fate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, to get your flowers pressed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, just get undressed
Ahhh I'm so glad to find you here Mystic people, they're so dear I don't like the rest Your sign's the best Whatever it is, I'm most impressed IIIII don't need to understand The laying on of hands I'm in a hurry to get my collar straight Cause life is short, and I can't wait So don't worry about the state of this pretty little thing in the armour plate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, we can meditate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, let's call it fate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, to get your flowers pressed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, just get undressed
I'm so pleased that you believe Now open up a little let the good times in Mmm we're going for a ride Destiny can't be denied
But all those precious things are better left unsaid When you can give me head and run your fingers through my hair
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, we can meditate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, let's call it fate Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, to get your flowers pressed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you could be the one, just get undressed
Here is where I am at. Where I have been, and well.....trying to find, right now, where I am going.
Rehab in 2007. The fall.
I went to rehab to....I guess quit drinking. Quit smoking pot....and really to quit getting high in general. I wanted to be sober for the rest of my life, but alas, that did not happen.
can't keep from quiting again right now either. FUCK.
Met a really great woman online recently.....well.....as recently as last year anyway.
I still am deeply in love with her, but things are really fucked up right now.
argh. NO ARGH!!!!!
fuck.
I keep fucking up relationships....keep fucking up life.
I can't seem to manage to find work that I love so much that I make a bunch of money, and support a wife and family.
huff.
oh kay.
What happened.
I met Lyn online. We became really close real fast. Too fast (hindsight tells me now). And moved in with her and her couple of kids.
Eleven and Eightteen.
Boy and a Girl.
Respectively.
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We got married, against our plans, on April 9. I was ready for a new phase in my life. We were supposed to get married tomorrow....August 8, 2008. that woud be 08,08,08. something like forever.
The problem is that a lot of, well, things happened.
We moved.
Her eleven year old really did'nt like me, and would antagonize me. I told her about this, but she would not discipline him. At all.
The eighteen year old seems to have hated me from the beginning, and to read her blog, compared me to some fuck face named Al, who was such an asshole that Lyn and the family decided to take off from him.
Al committed suicide. I am of the opinion that is was due to Lyn, in fact.
Lyn, seems to have some kinds of control problems, in that she has no idea what she is spending, nor seems to care, when she does (or we) not have what it takes to support the spending.
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here is my reality right now.
I am really hurt.
I want desparately to be with my wife, but fuck, I can't.
4:29 PM - Five Figures.
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Life
Well, now.
There is a five figure number sitting in my bank account right now.
Actually it's a shared account, but still, I have never seen such a number in an account that I have total access to.
Funny that it's already spent.
However, it is spent on a good thing! We are buying a diner/cafe in a little tiny town called Manes. Pronounced May-ness. Its got a gas pump, and convenience store attached. I mean this place is little, tiny. Two hundred people live in the town itself, and about five hundred in the region that is not towns near by.
I have kept quite about my doubts about all this stuff for a long time, and well, I guess it's payed off to do so. My new wife Lyn would string me up if I told her all the thoughts about the transactions that I have had.
That will teach me to think positive.
If you know me face to face, you are invited out to visit the place, it's really cool.
6:55 PM - Nowhere....Now Here.
Current mood: catalyzed
Category: Life
Well now.
Here I am. Hopefully this will be the last rental that I ever live in. My wife and I are negotiating purchasing a little place in south central Missouri near Mountain Grove. We are planning on opening a little corner store that ... well ... is basically in the middle of nowhere.
But when you fool around with the word nowhere, it becomes now here.
so there.
It will be a little cafe corner store that serves coffee, pie, a lunch and even a dinner. From what we know of the previous owners the place basically runs itself, but needs "stewards" to keep it going.
We are the new stewards for a while.
It should be fun. Keeps me from workin for da Man!
I grew up in a Christian church...specifically Episcopal. The most profound thing that happens every Sunday is "saying the peace". It is a time when the congregation greets each other and says: "Peace be with you", and the response is of course: "and also with you."
The rules and dogma of the current version of Christianity creates heretics. The arguements made in the video by Oprah are valid arguements. If someone has never heard of Jesus, doesn't even worship Jesus, but acts in ways that Jesus would have you act in order to get into heaven, the current dogma will say that that person is not a candidate for heaven.
The thing that I think about this phenomenon is this: Oprah is right in that finding God is a personal experience. I typically don't agree with Oprah on many levels, but this arguement I do agree with.
Finding God through personal spirituality is the most realistic way. Not worshiping a bleeding criminal tacked up on a cross.
It can be found in other religious structures that this personal spirituality is the best way as well. Buddhism which is the largest followed philosophy on the planet basically states this as well.
The thing that caught me off guard was that there are people out there that are arguing for a "U.S. Department of Peace". This video features an arguement against the "Department of Peace". It seems that a country that is Christian, who worships the "Prince of Peace" Would want a "Department of Peace" in the U.S.
I think it's really stupid and funny of the Christian Heretics.
6:57 PM - forty-two
Current mood: gallant
Category: Life
I have about thirty minutes to write about anything I want right now.
I think I will recap the past three years.
I was F*ing depressed.
I am not any more. At least not right now.
I have great news that people are asking about: I got married.
Lyn and I are now a real thing, we are husband and wife!
We went to the courthouse last Wednesday, April 9th 2008. We just pretty much talked a little about it, and decided to get up and go do it.
It was sweet, she was amazingly cute and just ... well ... my Lyn.
I love her so.
We are still planning some kind of celebration on 08/08/08 though. It might not be a breakfast thing, but some kind of party to celebrate our marriage.
Life is interesting right now though.
I have one dad (mine) who had been in the hospital last week, and the other dad (Lyn's) who is in the hospital this week.
They are being treated and seem to be generally ok, and are recovering.
Hmmm.
There are other irons in the fire right now too. I need to check in on those at some point.
Every day, I get this sense that we as a species, we as beings are doing "it" wrong.
Huh?
Yeah.
There seems to be no end in the relentless pursuit of money, and so called wealth, there seems to be no end to the relentless spending of that money on stuff either.
I feel pretty stupid trying too, especially since so many people are so very successful at getting the very large cash flow and I am not so good at it.
The feeling of wellbeing that we get from spending the money on new stuff fades over time, and the feeling of wellbeing that we get from getting the money in the first place fades over time.
Carl Spackler: So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.
............................................................................................................................ I have been exploring spirituality and the sense of what life and reality is all about, and realized that I had never "googled" the words "total consciousness". Of course the first listing is a link to a site that contains a scene from the movie "Caddyshack".
From a Universal Consciousness standpoint, this little ego was thrown a large loop, and a joke. My main search in life had been for a very long time the meaning of life.
I have gone through and studied physics, systems theory, religion, metaphysics, artificial intelligence, evolution, spirituality, and a host of other stuff regarding what life is supposed to be about. Those things have been models of the way things are, and are good examples of how the universe operates, but they are but models. They, the models, pale in comparison to some things that I have observed in the universe as a human.
I reflect right now what the "answer to life the universe and everything" is, and even to the fact that the story from "Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy" also asks: "What was the question?"
I recently had an insight in discussing religion and spirituality and stuff and finances and ships and shoes and ceiling wax and cabbages and kings of the price of tea in china and whether or not pigs have wings with my fiance. That was that SOME ANSWERS HAVE NO QUESTIONS.
I came to realize that the number in the book is arbitrary, and the question is never answered in the series.
That is the point of the story: Some answers have no questions.
I did something recently that I have not done for nearly six or eight years. That was read a book.
The book that I read was: "Way of the Peacful Warrior" by Dan Millman.
There is a concept in the book that I realized as early as twelve or thirteen years old in my life. I realized after knowing that one of the fundamental laws of the universe is the conservation of energy and matter that even consciousness cannot be created nor destroyed either. Consciousness can only be changed.
I recall also expressing at around the age of 24, that when I died, I would like to die in a ravine somewhere that no one will ever find my body and it would peacfully rot into the ground to be able to support the plants and stuff that eats the plants and so on ad infinitum.
What is jarring about this memory is that most people either never talk about such concepts, or cannot fathom them to be able to express the meaning of them.
When I wrote the expression of how I would like to die, it was part of a class on religious and ritual symbolism. All of the students in the class were asked to write a short essay of how they would like to die. Most of course described their funeral and how there would be people crying, and that they wanted a big coffin, and blah, blah, blah.
I was fundamentally different from that crowd in at least one if not two respects. First, that I had a great difference in what I wanted, and why; and second that if I were not the only student in the class who really felt, or knew that way, at least I was the only one who was ballsey enough to express and talk about it.
I have always known that there was something different about me than a great majority of people that I have met. I have also found that there are kindred people -- kindred spirits if you will.
I know that I think differently than most people. I am told often that I have an ability to grasp and manipulate concepts that most people will never consider.
I am sometimes proud to be aware of this about myself. I am becoming saddened that some people will never even get the chance to find some of the "enlightenment" that I seem to have.
And yet, I still am attached to those emotions and realize that I have so much further to go.
I have this sense that I am nearly fulfilling one of my lifes purposes, and have a fear about it that once I complete that purpose in my life, there will be somehow less meaning.
vexed
awake
crushed
cynical
betrayed
bouncy
catalyzed
gallant
pessimistic