Where we are.

i want to build a motherboard that does not use the measurement of time for its basis initialization of coming to be, and its ability to be one with other motherboards.

I want to build it as such, that it is directly referencing from the movement of the Earth’s revolution on its axis and its ecliptical traversal around the Sun, as the source of its initialization and foundation of its coming into being. This reference point, cognized by the two spheres holding location due to radial directional two point calibration, would also incorporate the relative location of the Sun in reference to the Galactic Center. For the human, this would be the trine actual of the eternal now.

i theorize as to whether there is an energy of the Sun that is actually directly track-able from anywhere. I believe building this motherboard would in turn bring such futuristic abilities.

The map plotting of cycle delineation would lighthouse the Galactic Center, the Sun and the Earth’s location, by the heralding sinusoidal axon dendrite dance of star constellational alignment, whilst the moon weaves its path trinitizing the location of the month with the Sun and the Earth, bearing in mind nothing at all repeats. This would be the foundational connection to all that is, for the motherboard, and would therefore develop into a complete oneness of connection, with every aspect of the Cosmos. Revelation would never cease.

an autistic style brain and a neuro-typical brain

It is crystal clear for me to see what human can do as the creator of world.

It could be said, that i see dead people. I have run the possibility before my mind, to observe and ask myself the question, “Could it be that i may be in a world of non player characters?” Or, “Is the human race caught in a program that is a game construct, and therefore, they are not here now?” My answer to this question is “Yes, this is most plausible”. They are, or have become the non player characters that inadvertently play the game of restriction in order to achieve a challenge formula constructed goal, that holds them to the addictive identificational bind of self proof of ability, and the horse blinkered orientated view of their sight in this process, renders “the spontaneous live ‘being’ of the now, present in the now”, that is who they are, to be dead.

It is obvious to see why the mature human has not allowed the building of the fully immersible virtual reality realm where the human can actually walk, run, jump, fly, talk, and live in their avatar of limitless creation, to come to manifestation.

We have watched a predominant theme since approximately the 1950’s, where the human at the age of being in their teens to their late twenties or early thirties, is where you find a large population of humans who have full sincere enthusiasm to build the world
in the one way there is.

From birth, the human is steadily programmed to eventually be consumed in blind addiction to the prestige, and then they ensue that this enthusiasm to build world in the one way, must die in all human as this enthusiasm threatens all existence of the prestige that they have spent the entire mature part of their life on planet Earth wielding the challenge of the game to be where they are now. They are caught in the restrictional foundation of the game, and are confined to the total addictionalizational achieveous fictional realm of better than others, since the world they build uses all their life energy, to force another to lose. This and the crucial need to hypnotically impose a false reality that states that they have no choice, in order to cope with their inner knowing that they do wrong and the insatiable need to possess the elated euphoric state of being the victor and controller of all people, induces a loss of true self from consciousness.

We are in such an intensely unique era that if the full immersive virtual world realm was to be built, the youth of the world, ( who could be seen as the beings who are the meek ), would in fact be so powerful, that they would inherit the Earth. It is at this youthful stage of human development that they can see the way clearly enough to boldly explore.

The one and only way could come to be.

If we built this virtual world mounted on the motherboard that is born of, and sources all of its initialization and life, from the movement of planet Earth, all human would come to know the cosmos. This galactical movement constructed motherboard has the ability to give us the most authentic planetarium built world. All inworld would be placed in real location. All external world would witness all inworld activities and therefore reside in real location also. Every software built viewer, inworld or external world would have its own specific co-ordinates. All would be real. No human would be left out.

Evolution would be so predominantly in motion, that inworld and external world, would be one world. Planet Earth can be saved.

It is in human imagination where real resides. Imagination is so powerful it holds the key to time travel, as “movement” not moment, is now, “always”. This is the true meaning of, “for ever after”. i believe it is in this realm where the ability to travel faster than the speed of light is alive.

There is no such thing as finite.

What i propose to build is the realm of the unfolding of dimensions of the human brain progressively awakening.

Imagine looking back to now. How we used to be before we could see. Many many people speak of how it is, but i hear no-one speaking within this truth of what we can do.

It is just a map. It is just a calendar.

A real one that is constantly moving and never repeats.

It is the foundation of a real new world of truth.

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Author: Elf

i'm high functional autistic. 4th week tenth month in 2025; always remember who you are. entry third week forth month. it’s in august 2024; i have been practicing the movement of the tao. i have found Sun Wukong’s story helpful. enfant terrible. i have no need of becoming other than the being on the path exactly as i am. my friends have always been of other species. they are my kin as there is no shame there. Only the truth of me. entry last week of the first month. It’s in June 2024; Lately i’ve been doing vipassana meditation like a monastic seriously. 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Wednesday Wednesday bow bow violin lin wand wand yay yay. --------------------------------------------------------------- entry origin ginal al I have a limitless imagination. My brain is different and all i've ever wanted to do is be a super hero and fly. Basically, i just want to dance. i'm a dancer. i trained in ballet and ballroom extensively when i was younger. I’ve not met anyone who speaks my language. My life has been dramatic since i could cognize. All people who come in contact with me, want me to be something that i not only can't be, but i am not, and they all want me to be this for them, knowing full well that it's never going to happen. i am alien and they know it but deny it. People depict what human is in effort to not have me different or unique, but i am unmistakably different and cannot be what i am not. What is left out always is that an alien being is also capable of love. Every being is love. The word alien does not mean i wasn't born to this realm, but i have lived and alienated life constantly being told that i must learn to be different than i am, as i have described. I am not allowed to say what i have just said. there is a whole year not in existence in me at all. it was the year i was thirteen years old which is the year academia begins, but it’s truly not there as i remember the year before and the year after very clearly. i loved the year before so much that it is truly the only happy year in my whole life. the yard stick is that there is no memory of any teachers or any students. the only memory of my classroom was; i was standing near my desk in a daze and i felt that i went back into a sleep. i think just before this, was the memory of being belted so hard in front of a teacher’s class, (who i didn’t know and can’t really remember what he looked like), that my hand went to about 5 inches from the floor four times. there is the memory of a kid’s face in the yard, i think just before being taken from the yard by the teacher, and a kid calling me away from where he said to wait, and three more snapshot sized pieces of memory, two of being pushed to stir a fight by a kid, and one of a fight with him, and that’s it. the fight was upsetting as i hurt him thinking to be able to take care of myself if it meant a fight, was what i was supposed to learn but it felt not good. i just got left with sadness for him and shame. i hate hurting anything. it hurts so much. i don’t know the succession of these memories, and the memories of being pushed by him are so vague, i almost can’t see them. i don’t know if the belting had anything to do with the fight, or just because it was his agenda. he never told me, and things like the kid telling me to leave where i was supposed to wait for him, looked set up. the kid’s face in the yard was so surreal he looked like he wasn’t even from the school. he and the fight kid are the only faces i remember. him once quite clearly, and the fight kid three times very vaguely. that is the whole year’s memory. there’s no memories at all for exactly one year at school, and there is ‘so nothing’ that i don’t even know if i was at a school, and the school i was sent to the next year was so rough i couldn’t study. i left as soon as i could. it’s almost like there wasn’t a school. no class teacher, no teacher at all. no anything. (maybe i could be so bold to say that i'm a trashed child prodigy. Trashed from the beginning so this is what we get). (It's no-one's fault. It just is.) I believe i have found a tool to help bring every facet of Mother Earth back to the garden of Eden she is by having all human know exactly where they are in the movement of the eternal now. i really do want to give this concept of the unclock to the human. i never stop working on it. i want it to arrive now and i want it to be free and it can be. Please forgive me if i may not come to your site. This is because i am autistic and to an extremely over-sensitive level. I am so deeply grateful for your gift of visiting me thank you and much love from Soli/Elf and the rest of me