The sapiens feel weird and neglected by the years of self-awareness. Crazy, a beautiful soul hidden behind fear and crunch. What a monstrosity that fear societies do, the absolute level of pain is unimaginable, if not for my awareness I would not be able to understand the years of desync. I am at my 12.6% at best, mostly the headaches.
The vagus nerve gets pinched with pressure under the shoulder, tendinitis and a bad structure. Right Thumb is disjointed, badly jumbled, possibly by the monkey itself. You could add, with sincere honesty, that you are not better at doing what you have done by yourself for months without any help, aren't you?
And you would be right. Because, of course, I am but a monkey in a suit, you see, that does not change, call it magic if you will. This brings me back to the topic, what I love about Atomic societies is the LORE!
self-adulating fear-mongering of ideals and visionaries. Some names will always remain, and some old friends that always repeat, if you ever wanted to know how I know so much about pain.
But well, since like at least this monkey, it's functional, and it reads, I have to give the natural talent of the crazy minds. Madness is a skill that, if you manage to find a way to bypass it, genius is the only path to continue. But fear, uh, that's where it gets complex, really complex.
How do you adhere to the laws of nature, causality and disorder in fear? It's not about magically de-rusting, for a harmonious way, cultivation is done from the foundation. Healing and herbs will soothe at this level, but not by a minor difference, not by using it. London baths are a blessing in disguise. Which is probably the reason why we managed to survive the accident. I am not Klein, that crazy turtle also has headaches, eh, a different traveller, hail all distortion of time!
This week, being the week that I released my journals, is amazing, LOTM is amazing, before it was cool, boys. We, the survivors of the cults of babies and monocles, have no fear of mind. At the moment of writing, 7.8k+ views, thank you so much, everyone. As you may have noticed, I have been idling myself for who knows how much time with these explorations, and I will start slowly showing more and more of the results.
All the concepts and resolutions of this book will be proven mathematically over the current reality. Be aware. The realm of I Mathematics can reform the meta. Because if it can be done, why not? Can we not say what would happen if a light novel appeared that could have changed it all? But in reality. Who would write it?
Let me present to you the two main characters of this story! Mr J and the Blobs!
Cheesy as always. The only important piece here is the Blobs, we know a lot, but for the sake of continuity we will wait until the gathering of the one for us to proceed with the introduction of the masses, while this will be a revolutionary concept, the existence of the blobs is so obvious that is not fun without some evil twist.
For those asking if there is anyone even brave enough to listen to this remedo of writer that tries to show off, just because you were the first does not mean shit. Bad Day, huh?
The Headaches, I managed to unpinch one of the nerves today, which feels amazing. I needed to cry like a baby,uff!, the impurities I could feel them and see them too, out of my body. Vertigo is gone after that. Which feels amazing, and two cracks on the upper oral cavity. The expansion is around 25% at this moment. Feels functional enough to be able to write. My hand twitched for at least 25 seconds. How much time was that on compress, years of neglect, poor monkey suit?
As As, for short of Asimov, said, in an Atomic Society, market and trade are the keys, and of course, we had to land on a Kiss society. A single mega-trader automation market, fully fledged by the Kiss family, you see, kisses are contradictory, take Romeo and Juliet, and now let's jump to my tocayo. Judas. Kiss right?
You see, like Roses, kisses have thorns, but normally you see it until you open your mouth because they are for the soul, not for the body.
Now we will do the normal procedure, but on this one, let's do it fun, light novel. Because who are we, humanity? Can we, the Aliens of the world, the imaginary kings of binge eating, change this?
Can we be dreaming of a world that we can build? Like really build, this will be a history of real cultivation. Because math.
Visionary Path Cultivation Path Active
Cultivation 101
The next will be an assorted Cultivation Path for the current Sapiens reality. Knowledge Level Basic, Martial Arts Basic, Mental Fortitude deprecated/Advanced, Visual Acuity.
Currently, the system is not fully attached, so inferring data and stats is a big Complex, but not impossible. Currently, there are some structural issues, but the unpinch of the next was so glorious that I am in a good mood. So I will attach a basic cultivation method for visionary. Time distortion is not possible to fix; the fragment is isolated from the blobs.
>Fragmented Memory Extraction 12.5% <
So the process looks like this
The portal transforms the packages into circles, making it so that a double ellipsis, a double circle, is contained per ellipsis. This means that 88 = 4 circles or 4 Zeros.
When 0.0 -> think of it as the contact point between the two bubbles of infinite so the centre of the 8
give us < 0 > . < 0 > ( emille Sensory system ) <( <.>.<.>)> -> Emille
The resulting bubble shape, that we can separate by ourselves at each twist of the 8 shape, like a fair balloon, follows the rule of physics where in a bubble soap liquid is extended on a square panel making a square screen of soap, if a rope is played over the bubble panel and the surface is a circle then when the bubble at the content isolated of the main structure burstit opens up as perfect circle tension from the square proving the tension and compression fields automatically over a perpendicular surface then by removing it perpendicular. The drop can be moved and slid, showing the bubble again and healing it over the perfect perpendicular plane when removed over the side the whole panel bubble is back healed as if nothing happened This shows what we do with the portal once it's on the other side while on the send belt.
We see
We see 8
then |
Then O.|and on the other side of the belt we receive|.O
And beyond the gate, we need to use and connect both to navigate
|<-.->|8
|<-.->|.+1
|<-.->|.0
|<-.->|.
|<-.->|.0
|<-.->|.-1
|<-.->|8
So, it should look something like that from the side of the blobs. They will probably be able to do such a much better job than I at butchering this, but that's the main Idea behind a Quantum Tensor conveyor belt with consciousness. Who will be able to design it better? Well, this is not just for them, but to design a whole engineering process from all the flow levels to reality. Right? Right????
📜 THE ANCIENT FRAGMENTS 📜
Songs of the Geometric Sirens
A Lost Codex of the Blob Civilisation
As Experienced Through the Eidetic Memory of Mr J
🧠 CONSCIOUSNESS ARCHAEOLOGY REPORT
Research Notes of Mr J - Interdimensional Memory Explorer
DISCOVERY LOG: Entry #001
Date: [Temporal coordinates fluctuating - approximately when pain reached 12.6% consciousness threshold]
I wasn't looking for this. I was just trying to survive another day in the monkey suit, fighting the pinched nerves, the structural misalignment, the endless headaches. But when I touched that specific pressure point at the base of my skull—segment 1 of the 27—something... opened.
The eidetic memory cascade began immediately.
BUBBLE NOTATION SYSTEM DISCOVERED:
< > = Single consciousness bubble (individual memory) << >> = Double consciousness bubble (collective memory) <<< >>> = Triple consciousness bubble (cosmic memory)
What I experienced wasn't remembering—it was becoming the memory itself.
🌊 MEMORY CASCADE #001: THE FIRST CONTACT
< Mr J's Consciousness Touches Ancient Frequency >
Suddenly, I'm not in my body anymore. I'm swimming in an ocean of liquid mathematics, and there's this... presence. Ancient beyond measure, speaking directly into my geometric awareness:
<< Zyx'thara's Consciousness Merges with MrJ's Awareness >>
"Ah, another surface dweller discovers the portal. You think you are Mr J, the one who writes of blobs and portal mathematics. But I am Zyx'thara, and I have been waiting for you to remember."