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There were only 21 years between the end of WW1 and the start of WW2. These years were filled with civil wars, revolutions, and border conflicts which were linked causally to both world wars — which themselves were made of many smaller wars that did not all start and end at the same time.
So treating them, like we do, as discrete events separated by a stretch of peace is no more than a convention. It would be equally accurate to talk about one war lasting between 1914 and 1945.
Except, the end of WW2 was also the start of the Cold War (which was not all that cold for Vietnam or Korea). We say that the latter ended with the fall of the Soviet Union, but the news from Ukraine suggests otherwise.
The flow of violence has been uninterrupted in the past 100 years. In some periods, it was more like a giant waterfall, and in others, like a thousand smaller rivers. But it never dried up. And if we look at the wars preceding and leading up to WW1, we’ll see that it did not originate in the 20th century, either.
Perhaps there is just one war, going round and round, and local escalations in different regions of time and space are like solar flares or storms in the ocean — not in any way separate from the currents around them.
UFOs, DMT entities, and AI all deal with something similar: encounters with non-human intelligence that, depending on how you look at them, can seem like a nothing-burger (UFOs aren’t real, DMT is hallucinations, LLMs are “stochastic parrots”) or as reality-changing (aliens have been guiding human evolution, DMT is a portal to other realities inhabited by powerful beings, AI is taking over the world and may be conscious).
The gap between these two readings is enormous, and there is no consensus on which is closer to the truth.
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В маленькой книжечке записана строчечка, в которой перечислены предметы, включая небольшое количество ДМТ, которые нужно собрать вместе, разложить, и после этого кто-то должен до тебя докоснуться правильным образом. И это произведет магический эффект, хороший положительный магический эффект. Я бы этим не стал заниматься, если бы не осознание, что у меня и так уже почти весь этот полный список есть, чуть-чуть там не хватает. И это странный список, странно, что у меня все эти вещи есть. Ну и вот я начинаю это всё собирать и вроде бы собираю. И вроде план на массаж. Я не помню, вроде бы я даже их раскладываю почему-то на лестнице. Фигурируют брат и мама.
Sources: Al Jazeera, SCMP, Futurism, Al Jazeera, Al Jazeera, Al Jarida
There were only 21 years between the end of WW1 and the start of WW2. These years were filled with civil wars, revolutions, and border conflicts which were linked causally to both world wars — which themselves were made of many smaller wars that did not all start and end at the same time.
So treating them, like we do, as discrete events separated by a stretch of peace is no more than a convention. It would be equally accurate to talk about one war lasting between 1914 and 1945.
Except, the end of WW2 was also the start of the Cold War (which was not all that cold for Vietnam or Korea). We say that the latter ended with the fall of the Soviet Union, but the news from Ukraine suggests otherwise.
The flow of violence has been uninterrupted in the past 100 years. In some periods, it was more like a giant waterfall, and in others, like a thousand smaller rivers. But it never dried up. And if we look at the wars preceding and leading up to WW1, we’ll see that it did not originate in the 20th century, either.
Perhaps there is just one war, going round and round, and local escalations in different regions of time and space are like solar flares or storms in the ocean — not in any way separate from the currents around them.
I realize I am dreaming, for the first time in a while. To my surprise and excitement, lucidity neither fades away nor wakes me up, and I start thinking about the best way to use this opportunity.
My wife has a suggestion: the sink is leaking, and now would be a great time to fix it.
I try to explain that home improvements done in a dream do not translate into the waking world; her plan would lead to me spending an unusually stable lucid dream on plumbing, only to have to do it all over again upon waking up.
She shrugs: if something having to do with dreams prevents me from doing it now, in the morning would be fine too. It’s just it needs to happen sometime soon.
I’m not too happy with how this is working out, but I decide to focus on maintaining awareness and intentionality. Ok, I say, I’ll go wake up and be out in a minute. I walk back into the bedroom and lie down. I focus my intention and do wake up in the everyday world.
I do NOT get up right away and soon end up falling back to sleep. When I do leave the bedroom, I do not start working on the sink. It’s not leaking most of the time, so even diagnosing the problem would take time and effort, and K’s waking-world version doesn’t seem to be bothered by it, she’s not mentioning it to me at all.
(Next month I get a plumber to replace the faucet.)
Monday, November 3, 2025My mom tells me: “When we meet in May, please explain reincarnation to me. It’s anxiety-producing when it’s your first time.” The implication is I’m calmer about death because I’ve lived and died before, and maybe I can give her some of my calm by sharing what I understand about the process.
Friday, November 7, 2025Nightmares throughout the night. The recurring dream about teeth falling out leaves the strongest trace.
As often happens in such dreams, I remember this had happened before and suspect that I might be dreaming. I even remember a tip I recently heard: that reading or using a calculator is impossible in a dream, so trying to do that is a great way to do a reality-check.
I manage to procure a book, and then a calculator, but the hack doesn’t work: after opening the book, instead of trying to read, I just assess whether the words and the letters look right, and they seem fine at a glance; the digits on the calculator do not look ok, they’re all jumbled, but some character pops out from the other room to explain that this is a Chinese calculator, it uses a different coding or some such — and then another tooth falls out, which is very distressing and distracting, and I spend the rest of the night non-lucid.
Saturday, November 17, 2025