Notes From Gordon ~ Upside Down World

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• Do we live in a simulated reality?
• How to reach out and stimulate a friend.
• How Gordon survived the dread Plandemic.

Upside Down World

First came the Terminator.
Then came the Baconator.
I come to you as the Questionator.

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I just watched a short video in which the interviewer is enraptured to be sitting in the presence of amiable genius, Neil deGrasse Tyson.

The boisterous astrophysicist waxes eloquently on the Big Bang, explaining—with enthusiastic gesticulation!—how scientists know precisely how hot the early universe was within nanoseconds of its birth.

No, they don’t.

They don’t know that at all.

They don’t even know whether the universe has any edges, let alone how it began.

We, quite literally, have no idea where we are.

Which makes most of modern cosmology just another form of religion.

More on this in a minute.

I have a new definition for E = MC^2

Ego = Media x Celebrity ^2

Does this make Mr. Tyson a fraud?

Not at all.

I’m sure he believes every word that comes out of his mouth.

He’s part of a global community of people who believe these things too.

We call these people scientists.

The public places them on pedestals.

Considering just the tuition alone, it costs a lot to get your own pedestal.

But I don’t buy it.

The world is littered with toppled pedestals.

Which reminds me of the poem Ozymandias, written in 1817 by Percy Bysshe Shelley about the Egyptian king, Rameses II.

Quoting in pertinent part, it reads:

“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone… Stand in the desert… Round the decay… Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare… The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Again, modern cosmology all sounds like just so much religion to me.

And I say this with no disrespect to religion.

“Whatever gets you through the night,” as the song goes.

But rather than concoct complex explanations for the things that we don’t understand (which is pretty much everything), and run the gamut from base superstition to ineffable awe, why not step back a few feet (or light years) and ask ourselves a simple question.

Could we be living in a manufactured reality?

In recent years I’ve read dozens of books and watched countless hours of videos on this and related subjects.

I’ve thought about it endlessly, poked holes and tried to make sense of it all.

At the end of the day… it sure looks that way to me.

Does this deny the existence of God?

Not at all.

God could simply be the operating system that runs our reality.

Yahweh vs. Allah could simply be Microsoft vs. Apple.

Douglas Vogt (RIP) of The Diehold Foundation in his groundbreaking 1978 book, Reality Revealed theorizes that all of existence is based on a field of pure information.

Here is what one reviewer wrote of the book on Amazon:

“If you truly want to understand reality, read this book. It rationally explains ALL facets of our existence. If you're familiar with the movie " THE MATRIX ", Douglas Vogt is the real-life Morpheus… I first read it 20+ years ago, and have yet to find a single flaw in it's logic. It is said that when we die, a great being of Light asks us two questions: Have we gained knowledge and have we learned to love others ? The knowledge in this book has to be the "TRUTH" we're all here to learn, eventually.”

In his more recent work, including on his YouTube channel, Mr. Vogt posits—and then proves through simple logic—that galactic objects known as quasars are in actuality portals through which information is being pumped into our universe to create galaxies, at a rate equivalent to the destruction of 500,000,000 of our suns every second.

Let’s catch our breath for a moment and ask… pumped in from where?

Why, from outside of the universe.

Which would mean that our universe is bounded and not infinite.

Doesn’t that feel a lot more cozy than believing that our universe was created from nothing in a miraculous moment and expands forever into an infinite void that ever ends?

That all sounds a little too much like magical thinking to me.

Personally, I have no problem with the idea of living in a manufactured reality.

It actually explains—and connects—the many diverse and unusual phenomena that I’ve been studying in recent years; from paranormal experiences and quantum entanglement, to Kirlian photography, ancient civilizations and cyclically recurring cataclysms.

Personally, I find some comfort (and existential closure?) in the idea of being supervised by an incomprehensibly advanced civilization that created our universe as some sort of cosmic experiment.

Perhaps to see if humanity can evolve sufficiently to leave Earth and go say hello?

Of course, we are far from that degree of evolution at present.

One need only consider war, plunder, invasion and The Idol.

I titled this essay Upside Down World.

Where everything is the opposite of what we were taught.

What is the solution?

The answer is to invert yourself until you are upside down with regard to the world around you.

Since the world around you is upside down, you will now be right side up.

And what will this accomplish?

After all, your relatives still won’t talk to you.

But you might sleep better at night knowing that your understanding of right and wrong, of caring for others, of doing the right thing, of turning the other cheek—all derive from an innate, moral sense deep within you that doesn’t require dogma or superstition.

Imagine a world in which there is no aggression, and no governments to be aggressive for us.

A world in which love, caring, kindness and cooperation are the order of the day.

A world in which everyone exists to help and take care of each other.

Then perhaps humanity would be ready to leave Earth and go meet our makers.

Nanu, Nanu.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Gordon

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And yet my temperature had not risen.

Weird, I know, and definitely not good!

I was living alone and didn’t want anyone—especially my children—to come help lest they be exposed to whatever the heck this was… and none of us really knew at that point.

I measured my blood oxygen with an oximeter and it read 91%.

That’s pretty low—much lower and your lips turn blue.

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I took an oximeter reading again and it read 100%.

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