I get funny/skeptical responses from those that find out my view of reality includes a Computer Beast 666. I’m not the first to promote such a shocking notion. The Moody Blues mention it in an album track, “In the Beginning”,
I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think.
[Establishment:] Of course you are my bright little star,
I've miles
And miles
Of files
Pretty files of your forefather's fruit
And now to suit our
Great computer,
You're magnetic ink.
Here we find it again in Rush’s track, ‘Temples of the Syrinx’,
We are the priests
Of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill the hallowed halls.
H.P. Lovecraft, in the Necronomicon, says that the symbol for the human race is the Pentagram and the songwriter of ‘Temples of the Syrinx’ is in agreement:
Of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill the hallowed halls.
H.P. Lovecraft, in the Necronomicon, says that the symbol for the human race is the Pentagram and the songwriter of ‘Temples of the Syrinx’ is in agreement:
“Hold the red star proudly high in hand..”
To really blow your mind, the name I claim it has is the name others say it has: The Beast.
“You were given digital tv, so that your tv can look back at you and record everything. You were given cell phone technology, so that your entire life can be recorded; your cell phone is always, on always on mode. You were given digital camera, so that everything you feel worthy to take a picture of, is completely analyzed. You modern vehicle, can be tracked via satellite, and records your every move. Your money has digital chips, and can be tracked from satellite. All your bank data, tax info and job information is permanently recorded. You can be tracked from the moments you are awake, and the moments you are asleep. Imagine if you not have a cell phone, this process still happens, for other peoples personal gadgets do the job for you.The washrooms equipped with automatic flushers, are watching your ass defecate, and they watch you urinate… they watch you wash your hands too. Throughout this entire process, your thought patterns are analyzed, your emotions, your breathing and your eye movements. You are monitored for what inspires you, what you fear and what you love. It knows what you are going to say, think or feel, before you actually say anything, think anything, or feel anything. All of the above, and more, is recorded in real time into the virtual reality THE BEAST supercomputer. The Beast supercomputer contains the data of everyone else, thus creating a virtual reality earth, that knows earth, better than earthlings know themselves. The Beast super- computer, can anticipate every move of everyone. The Beast supercomputer spits out songs that you will find catchy. The Beast supercomputer spits out events that will control you from every angle. The Beast supercomputer tells your leaders what to say, to keep you a happy and yet, fearful slave. The Beast supercomputer spits out the script of movies that you will find entertaining, and keep you inside an invisible prison. The Beast supercomputer, will tell your leaders what kind of heroes to provide for you, so that you feel you have someone to believe in. The Beast supercomputer will spit out the recipes that taste good to you, but keep you poisoned inside the kitchens of hell. The Beast supercomputer will tell your rogue leaders what false flags you need, to keep you from breaking free. The Beast supercomputer knows that you do not know it exists, until now.”
The second track on 2112 is ‘A Passage to Bangkok’. It’s a love song with Sweet Leaf being the one sung to. For some reason, this computer encourages us to ingest THC.
Third Track: The Twilight Zone
“A pleasant-faced man steps up to greet you
He smiles and says he's pleased to meet you.”
He smiles and says he's pleased to meet you.”
PLEASED TO MEET YOU. HOPE YOU GUESS MY NAME.
“Beneath his hat the strangeness lies
Take it off, he's got three eyes.”
Take it off, he's got three eyes.”
“Truth is false and logic lost.”
And that’s how the mice stay stuck in the maze never finding an exit. They don’t use LOGIC to test all views, beliefs, theories, etc.. that are sold to us as truth or a valid view.
Now the fourth dimension is crossed
The lyrics confirm my claim that the counter-balance to Divine Qualities has to be manufactured artificially with AI technology:
“See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently, like rain.”
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently, like rain.”
