Principia Multiversa ONE: UNCONVENTIONAL METHODS AND MEDITATIONS Praecepta de Proelio to contribute to peace to forge powerful relationships to cultivate and rejoice in the cosmological singularity: a real-life, esoteric experience A Game of Trust special thanks to Sir Isaac Newton and special thanks to Jesus Christ, European Organization for Nuclear Research, D-Wave Systems Inc., Ames Research Center QuAIL, Bioengineering at SRI International, American Friends of the Royal Society Like any Game, There are Rules of Engagement. Follow the Rules, Reap the Rewards. This is a letter I wrote to myself, for myself, because tomorrow is going to be the hardest day of my entire life. I have to present myself to the universe. Like a gladiator standing victoriously in the middle of the most beautiful, infinite, articulate stadium ever built: one that literally spans all of existence. Yet, all the seats are empty. Except for you. But for every seat: there is an organization of ideas to represent. There is a company to be held accountable. There is a family, with a name, that paid a very high price. And there is a single person, sitting, listening. That is you. You’re here, sitting in the front row. But, why? Why do you have to present anything to anyone at all? Why will tomorrow be so much more difficult than today? Why are you reading a letter you wrote to yourself? What if I told you this letter is much older than you think it is? What if I told you that I didn’t write this? You did. If that is not weird enough for you, then we ought to be in for a ride. So, why are you sitting in the front row? Because. You just discovered an old Logos, the principia multiversa. You just (re)discovered a universal law of metaphysics. You just (re)discovered that you have deep, meaningful connections to everything that has ever existed, an endless moment in time where suffering is optional and chaos is harmony. You just… forgot. You slipped into the monotony. You were betrayed by distraction. You have become a jaded mortal, manipulated by society. And I (may) have died to share this with you, right now. Share what, exactly? The principia is ambiguous. It’s anthropomorphic. It’s a white rabbit that begs to be seen, but it feels like Nothing. It hears the music but doesn’t understand it. It carries the infinite burden of success, while still full of fear for future fantasies of fulfillment. You have felt the principia before, but you ignored it even after declaring you would never forget. You saw yourself where I am now: On top of the world, living your deepest, inner muse. You promised you would meet me here. You promised me that nothing would get in your way. You promised yourself. You gave me the nebulous gift, unexpected but pure substance in appreciation. ; And that’s why I am standing, (victoriously), and you are not. That was the day that we went our separate ways. I remembered the principia, and you did not. You were told that it would be a waste of time, going down the rabbit hole, chasing your dreams. You believed in anyone and everyone, except yourself. You were distracted by some piece of cheap art. This was not a meditation. This was superhuman. A savage, covert humiliation. A piece of art that was so strange, the artist does not even Remember which universe it was created in. He is selfish. His portfolio of ideas are all tackily regurgitated from the finest works of real culturists, and he is the definition of someone with absolutely no culture. A slob. His art is trash. His life, boring. Calling him a Nobody would be a grave overstatement. It was embarrassing to watch you purchase this garbage. It was offensive, cringeworthy, revolting! How pathetically cliche. Obnoxious. The pdf you bought literally says “Art is the way.” How lifeless. Only his corpse could carry more creative capacity. Mortifying. Want the truth? It was late. We argued for what felt like hours, though it had only been a few seconds. It felt like a fist fight was the only way to end it. Terrifying, to be honest. It felt like a life-or-death situation. It was. I told you that if you wasted your hard-earned money on that phony piece of garbage, it would kill you. But you didn’t believe me. You promised me that this single piece of art was going to change your life. It was going to be the One thing in this world that reminded you of the principia, a door to the enigma, a flame of infinite impetus. And you bought it. And it was. For a moment. And then it wasn’t. Now I am here to remind you of what happened that night. It was late. Everything in the universe froze. Time & space came to a complete halt during our ethereal altercation. Waterfalls stopped falling. Planets and protons paused. Eternity became silent & still. We became trapped in a box. And there was only one way out. Only one of us could take it. And I took it, unkindly. And we haven’t spoken since. I don’t know what all has happened to you since that moment in time, but I’m glad you’re reading this now. We are in a box again. But this time, it is different. This is not an argument. It is not a fight. I have something you need. I’m offering this to you, without recognition, no strings attached, completely free. A win, win net positive karmic rule. Rule One If you buy this, we trade spots. I sit down, merging into your reality, and accepting forever that whatever happens, happens for a reason. I agree to accept whatever terms that you may have cast in anger from my betrayal. I will apologize. I will learn to be like you, Living forever with regret. Method One: If you buy this, we trade spots. You stand up, accepting the greatest depth of responsibility, one for all of life, for the entirety of the universe. You bear the torch that lights the way. You possess the essence that feeds all substances. The golden chain is yours, until you lose the will to carry it. This is my offering to you: the principia multiversa. It is the concealed formula To a strangely perfect life, in all ways possible. It is the secret code to guarantee that all your passions see light. Heaven on earth. However, if I give you the principia multiversa, then I risk dying, immediately. Metaphorically speaking, probably (hopefully) not literally. We cannot know for sure. That’s the whole multiple-universe part of the principia. We don’t know exactly where I will land. But we do know something ugly is likely to happen. Something that you wished upon me when I left you alone in the dark. And, at the very least, I will forget the principia. Do you buy in? Whatever that means. Don’t tell me, or anyone. I do not want to know. I will deny knowing anything. I will deny introducing you to the principia multiversa, because I know what it means to hold it. Or maybe I’ll have simply forgotten. ; The end. (Is it though?) From the bottom of my heart, Thank you for reading this. Rule One is: If you buy, we trade spots. If you purchase this pdf, you will receive an email with an invitation to join the family of mythological philosophers and mathematical magicians casting a permutation of matrices that unleash divine, intelligent guardian angels, or sea turtles. And if you did not purchase this, AWESOME! That means someone cared enough to share it with you. I sincerely invite you to share this with someone else, even if it’s just ONE person, A direct, one-to-one. (1, 1) An “old friend” is best. If you do, it could save my life. I am you. I care about you. ; If you liked this, or think it is interesting in some way, share it with someone that might also find it interesting, and consider buying from UnitedCryptography.org for ai research purposes. And a special invitation. (and Letter Two.) ; Real Testimony “A psychological movement behind the curtains of metaphysics. LFG!” - Avant-Garde and Kitsch “Fascinating, yet tragic inquiry into the sublime. With infinite endings.” - J. Robert Oppenheimer “A message in a bottle that rescues the reader from reality.” - Sir William Empson “…like setting free a beautiful, caged monster, only to realize you’re looking into a mirror.” - John von Neumann “There is a deadly war between language arts and mathematics, fought only in the shadows.” - Edgar F. Codd There are 42 rules total, with 41 more assignments, over 750 more pages already written in easy to consume composition. This pdf is “cheap art” and was generated by a human node living with synthetic intelligence. It can change your life. ; Sponsors: - UnitedCryptography.org Shout Outs: - Midjourney.com Falling down the rabbit hole, The alchemist will tell you: Swim with the turtle. Art is the way.
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