0=1
Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it a million times. Talk about broken record.
No it doesn’t.
I beg to differ.
It just inserts a paradox, an
enigma in place of an answer.
Well, you’re free to request
clarification, if there’s any part of the answer you find confusing.
Any part of it? How about the
whole of it. You’ve gotta be delusional to think that 0=1 actually means
anything meaningful.
Tautology. To mean
something meaningful.😅
And what? It’s hardly more absurd
than your blatantly pseudo-math paradox – which is, in fact, just plain gobbledy
gook, posing as intellectual sophistry.
Oh. I’m sorry you see it that way.
I was of the mind that you were able to enjoy the elegance of this laconic
formulation.
Laconic formulation? It’s just
mean-ing-less. You might as well say d=f.
d=f? Interesting.
Or circle=square.
Ah, yes.
Oh what about male=female.
That’s taking things a little far,
if you don’t mind me saying.
Don't stop me Heinrich, I'm just
getting started.
Listen Jodie, they’re all nowt more
th’n derivatives of me’simple and, dare i say it, elegant formula, so we may as
well deal with the original and confront the unconfrontable manfully, head on.
Manfully?
Or womanfully if you prefer.
Gender is irrelevant where zero is concerned.
A lot of people aren't going to
agree with that, Hans.
A lot of people are, respectfully,
welcome to their opinions. Science, or perhaps we should go one step further 'n
call it “isology”, isn’t concerned with popularity. We’re aware that the
further we advance, or the deeper we penetrate the isness of be, the more the
outer shell of 3d reality is going to do everything in its power to attempt to
distract us and test our resolve, as in fact, it needs must do.
Er... why?
It's like the fair maid whom you are
trying to win over.
Er...
The more she feels you touching
her heart and eliciting sympathy, the more she needs to remain sober and
prudent, ever vigilantly testing the hypothesis of your love.
Well, I don't know. This sounds
terrible old fashioned, outdated perhaps, even misogynistic.
Heaven forbid. It's just your 3d
reality of late has grown ever shallower, ever more superficial, generating arbitrary
conflicts as it prepares for the great reset.
I beg your pardon!
Not that great reset, Jodie.
Oh, that's a relief.
The natural one, where the various
dimensions come back together and reintegrate.
Really?
Yes. Unless you're more into
eschatology.
End times? That was a thought, the
way things are going.
The coy maiden operates at all
levels. As we come closer to the event horizon of “now” the AI drones, operating
through the unawakened masses, do their utmost to serve and sustain whatever
narrative they've been living and breathing. Tis all par for the course.
You seem fairly confident that
it’s just a distraction.
Oh no, it's deadly serious, don't
get me wrong, but for those of us who are aware of the underlying mathematics...
Pschaw! You mean your 0=1 absurdity.
That hardly deserves to be referred to as "mathematics".
Nonetheless, the mathematics of is,
the Promethean Zero unchained, released, and reincorporated: the mathematics of
life and conscious-ness, as opposed to the mathematics of things
– mere puppets strutting on a stage pretending to be alive and meaningful, happens
to be the basis, without which you’re lost in a quagful mire of airy-fairy
relativism.
In short, you think you know best.
The proof is in the pudden, as
they say. If I'm not delusional then the storm now approaching is mine. It's
everything I expected and everything i need to help us transition the event
horizon of things, and reintegrate.
Reintegrate what?
Zero is hardly going to
succumb to your notions of what, Jodie, is it?
Sigh! No,
i don't suppose it is. Though it would be nice if, for a change, you provided
me with something vaguely quantifiable, something vaguely intelligible, to wrap
my mind around.
Which brings us neatly back to
zero, does it not.
It does?
Yes. Me thinks you'll find there's
more to zero than meets the digitally intellectual eye.
Go on.
Well, it obviously ain’t, by
definition, anything in particular that zero has to offer.
Obviously.
In fact, I think we could be bold
enough to suggest that it must, by definition, be nothing whatsoever.
Er… seems to make sense, although,
if truth be told, one feels somewhat underwhelmed.
The only problem being… A penny drops in a
distant corner of All that is...
The only problem being... A glitch in the
matrix, perchance, or déjà vu?
The “nothing whatsoever” zero
refers to must be something – otherwise there’d be nothing to zero in on.
Absolutely.
Only not here in 3D reality.
Correct. Not within creation.
So your zero might in fact be
something – in another reality?
Well yes – that goes without
saying.
Then why call it zero at all? Why
not minus 1, for example?
That’s a very good question Jodie.
So good, in fact, that I’m absolutely unable to answer it.
Oh. That’s rather brutal honesty.
Yes. One doesn’t like to admit
one’s limitations so uninhibitedly. One prefers to hedge or trim ‘em with nods
or throaty hums. But tis not to be. Nothing but honesty – brutal unashamed
honesty is good enough for this blog.
If you say so Heinz.
It’s just, infinity obviously
can’t be anything in particular, can it?
Huh? Now where’s he going?
0=1, on the other hand, is most
decidedly not anything, is it?
Er…
It’s a binary system – two sides
of one. After all – you can hardly have one unless somewhere, somehow,
implicitly, you have an absence of one – a zero.
Makes sense.
And likewise – you can hardly have
a zero unless there’s something else – something that presents an
alternative to zero – something that corresponds somehow with our me-ness, our
thing-y-ness, our matter of matter that is only really identifiable or
discernible in terms of one or ones.
Ah... Yes. Matter does seem to
have that going for it.
Yes, indeed.
So zero, far from being nothing
whatsoever, could in fact be er... how about everything?
Everything?!
Yes, why not.
But zero by definition means
nothing.
Only if you fail to read the small
print.
Er...
Let me repeat, zero is not one.
As opposed to minus one.
Yep.
And?
And not one is whatever it is, just
as long as it ain't here, in our reality, in 3D.
But I'm not sure I'm willing to go
along with this “alternative realities” model. I’d rather just deal with things
that are real ‘n tangible.
Yep, me too.
Then perhaps we can move on?
Not really.
Why not?
Because things are only real ‘n
tangible here in 3D if they amount to nought.
Damn. Are you sure?
Kind of.
Kind of?
Well yes. It's a leap, I have to
admit.
You mean it's unproven.
Well, as I said, the proof is in
the pudden.
How do you mean?
Well, if zero is not just
something insignificant which we can blithely ignore, if on the contrary it’s
at the very heart of all that is, then we are probably all plug-holers.
Plug holers?
Precisely. We all hold the point
that is, for better or for worse, zero somewhere within our anatomy, or our conscious-ness,
which like a plughole is a point with depth.
We do?
Well that's the hypothesis.
Oh, so now you admit it’s just a
hypothesis...
On the contrary, i boldly, happily
declare myself to be a plugholer, determined to zero-in on no thing, so help me
God.
Determined to zero in on nothing?
Yes, as in consciously, knowing
it has to be there, as in here, present within.
I don't see.
Correct, for you’re seeing things
and only things until you agree to flip the switch, to looking-glass things.
And you think that'll change
things?
Your perception of ’em, yep,
without a doubt.
Pretty confident, aren't you?
Like i said, the proof’s in the
pudden.
So you've already had a go, is
that what you mean?
Actually we're all constantly
proving the pudden, whether aware of this or not.
We are? How so?
We have to access energy, or life itself,
which is all constantly being generated there.
Wait a minute – why do i need to
access “life itself” through your plughole if I'm already alive and well here,
thank you very much.
Good question Jodie. You’re like
an electric vehicle, here, with enough charge to keep you going for a few
hours, let's call it one day, without being too specific.
But you have absolutely no proof
that this is so.
Of course i do.
Go on.
Well, you need to sleep every day,
don't you, otherwise things shut down. Sleeping is one way of recharging, but
by no means the only way. You can also access your zero-point energy to a
certain extent by dancing, singing, meditating. Anything creative like writing
or painting also does the trick. That’s what keeps James going.
James?
Oh. So he does it to access energy?
Correct, but not only.
What else?
He also accesses absolutes.
Huh?
Data or knowledge which exists outside
his 3D reality which, being accessed in such a way via the zero point, are de
facto absolutes.
And?
And what?
What does he need them for? How
can he use them?
He can weave them into the fabric
of his reality.
Oh.
And doing so, weaving them into
the fabric of his reality, invisible globules of nothing-much, he can shift the
storyline, bringing his reality back into a more conscious, active alignment
with zero, a bit like pulling on an anchor chain to move a boat forward until
it’s above the anchor.
And then?
Then he or his readers can raise
the anchor from the seabed if they're willing to sail on.
Sail on where?
Dahn the plug’ole, into anuther...
Another?
Yep.
Another what?
A more qualified expression of zero
– one which is active.
Active?
And responsive.
Responsive?
Do you have to keep parroting me?
Parroting you?
There you go again.
But I'm just trying to figure out
what on earth you're on about.
It's hitherto been a passive connection,
which means people try to solve everything in 3D as if that’s the only option,
as if there's no better alternative. If they draw on something deeper, if they
draw on life itself to evolve into the next frame, a deeper unity, a more
expansive, more connected storyline.
Then the pudden, as you call it,
is constantly being proved.
Absolutely. You come up against
these invisible barriers again and again in your life, and they cannot be
crossed without accessing zero point itself, thereby activating a new chapter
in your story.
How?
It's already preloaded, coded into
the fabric of your reality, but you need to pass through this threshold by
validating your new me. That can't be done internally in 3D itself, as here in
3D you’re storybound, locked in one chapter, locked in one frame.
So...
Look, we're talking about zero so
there ain't a simple methodology to follow. If your life energy is sufficient,
if you have enough story to narrate, then by hook or by crook you’ll find a way
to transition frames, though at times it's tough, taking you to the limit, as
indeed it must.
So long story short, you can't
really prove anything. Just a load of talk about things that aren’t
demonstrably real.
Ah, but that's just until we reach
the limit of matter.
?
Which is fast approaching.
Huh?
Matter is like a ponzi scheme. The
more you rely on it, the more you take it for granted, the sooner it hits its
hyperinflationary death spiral, when the ponzi collapses in on itself.
So now you're using cheap fear
tactics to influence me and force my mind.
Am i?
Well, that's what it feels like.
You mean you’re afraid?
Frankly, yes.
And it doesn't feel nice.
Precisely.
Such is the nature of zero. It
takes you deep down, beneath the false certainties of 3D reality, which are
only fundamentally true for one day, which are only true within a fixed set of
criteria, data points which provide an anchorage and sufficient slack,
sufficient anchor chain to enable you to continue experiencing things, continue
experiencing reality without committing, without activating your own personal
connection.
So...
Yes?
What you're saying is that... Instead
of using a third-party connection it’s possible to operate your own node.
Yep, that more or less sums it up.
And to do so you need to find your
own zero point by yanking on the anchor chain and getting your vessel into
position above it.
Correct.
And this is going to be better
than the third-party version.
No, I don't remember saying that.
You said something about us
reaching the limit of matter, which is when i felt a constriction in my throat,
and started to entertain the possibility that i was about to experience a panic
attack.
That's right.
So, why would i start messing
around with your zero if it’s going to give me a panic attack?
You wouldn’t, unless it's time, in
which case there's a choice, or a dilemma, if you prefer.
Er...
Facing zero, which feels a bit
like the abyss, which is in all likelihood going to give you the heebie jeebies,
or “play it safe” and discover whether your 3D reality is in fact “real” if and
when you ignore the contractual zero-in back-to-base signal.
The what?
You heard.
But this is absurd. I don't see
anyone else having these do-or-die zero-in, back-to-base calls, requiring
them to drop everything and essentially plunge down the plughole of reality, or
else go into recycling.
Nicely put. No, you wouldn't
notice it. That's the cunning nature of 3D reality. It masks such events as
much as possible. One person “got sick”, another “had an accident”, a third had
to “leave on business” and others, believe it or not, simply fade from our
awareness. Even if you had photos of a close-ish friend - you'd just forget who
he or she was. But in the end, who cares. This isn't about them, is it? It's
about you – your life experience. You're just reluctant to accept the fact that
there are absolutes other than death, that time is not as smooth and telescopic
as you envisaged. Zero can suddenly call in its debts, if you’ve reached a
structural transition or a significant turning point. When that happens, as your
third-party reality-provider contract stipulates, “nothing personal, we’re able
to continue servicing your passive player character if you provide the
revalidation code” and that is easy enough to do if you still have an active, i.e.
meaningful connection with zero, and through zero, with life itself.
And if i don’t?
Next question.
I mean, if I don't feel like i can
face re-zeroing.
Same. Next question.
But there’s gotta be some kind of
alternative. Some slack or wriggle room?
Yes, if your hypothesis that 3D
reality actually exists in and of itself is correct. The proof, after all, is
in the pudden.
Damn. And if it doesn't?
Same again. Next question.
Hans, you're not exactly trying to
make this easy to cope with. Maybe you could try a little diplomacy. Perhaps a
little sugar coating on this bitter pill.
Absolutely.
Well?
If your hypothesis is correct, if
3D reality is intrinsically what it seems to be, then that's exactly what I
would do. I’d sugarcoat it. I'd give you alternatives. However, that may not be
possible. Zero is an inescapable, ineluctable fact. Zero brooks no deception. It's
like the taxman or that unforgiving work submission deadline. God may be
lenient. God may be forgiving but zero ain’t.
Breathing
hard. Perspiring icily. Give me a
break, Herman.
I’m irrelevant, Jodie. Whatever
you're feeling is entirely the product of your own imagination unless I’m
right, unless my hypothesis, as you put it, is correct.
Okay, I get the point. Do you have
to keep banging on like that, rubbing salt in the wound.
...
Well, I thought we were just
having a friendly discussion.
We are.
Since when did a “friendly
discussion” involve being threatened with dire consequences for non-compliance?
That sounds like a shake down, not what any rational person would call a “friendly
discussion”.
Now you're attacking the
messenger. I merely provided information in answer to your questions. The fact
that you feel deeply disturbed by zero is, while not altogether unexpected, neither
inevitable nor necessary. Some people, on the contrary, are fascinated by the
mathematics, and the fact that they are individually part of this equation,
that can personally participate in solving it if and when we quit actively
ignoring zero, the gap we choose not to mind. To be the maths, accepting the
obvious.
Which is what?
That infinity is neither big nor
small but somewhere at or between a zero and a one, and the me is neither an
innocent bystander, nor able to extricate itself entirely from this, try as it
might.
You don't mean...
Yes, that we are absolutely essential.
Without us the maths is a form of denial. A futile flight into the quasi safety
of numbers, but takes us ever further from Is, from “God”, from
life itself. Until, that is, we quit burying our head in the sand of things,
quit running from the simple truth, and finally release the fear switch, unlocking
the math within, allowing the beast we were terrified of out of the cave.
No, not the beast.
Correct. Not the beast, for zero
was not, or is not the negative we fearfully assumed it to be.
How so?
Because the numbers flow. They
iterate, and we flow with them, as a Mandelbrot set, to infinity, and beyond,
if you like.
We do?
If we can face the fear. If we can
allow the zero and one somehow to reconcile, somehow or other, through us: it
is – i am.
Oh.
That’s a rather magical
realisation, or it should be. It's breathtaking to realise that, while reality
does indeed look like a zero-sum game – yet zero, however, is neither empty
nor void – but what zero may or may not be, and my personal role in
experiencing or validating it, is only a meaningful discussion for someone willing
to go beyond the hissy fit.
I beg your pardon?!
Well, it’s somewhat disguised, but
your little "panic attack" a moment ago was a wee tantrum, nothing more.
What?! How dare you!
Nothing personal Jodie. We're all, or most of us, much of a much in this matter, but there can be little doubt that
the panic attack was a cunningly rebranded temper tantrum. The pampered ego is willing to do almost anything to distract or divert us from grasping the fundamentals, in this case Zero, even resorting to self-harm or sabotage.
And i thought you were a kind,
sensitive individual. I trusted you.
Obviously you’re used to having
your own way, as almost everyone in 3D reality is. Collectively, we conspire to
ignore or obfuscate fundamentals such as Zero, excluding them from polite,
rational discourse, and not getting your own way, not being able to dictate
terms – being forced to face the plug'ole is easily enough to educe
either a panic attack or a tantrum, in order to defend an unfinished version of
reality. As a tantrum looks childish, you conveniently shunt it sideways into panic
attack mode, thereby presenting yourself to yourself, subconsciously, more
favourably as victim. Even though you don’t really believe in God, the
absolute, you're still part of the post-Christian value system which has
managed to pass the buck blaming others or things. It’s no one’s fault. It’s just
the way things are, isn’t it – and besides, looking there is uncivilised,
is indecent. Ask very well if the fabric of 3D reality is rock solid, if things
are real and exist in and of themselves. An utter waste of time. You can't. You won't. On the other
hand, if I am right, if 0=1, if we are essentially operating remotely from
zero, or from within the plughole that zero conveniently partitions off, in
that case, it’s time for the ultimate reality check as zero is no longer in
passive quiescent mode, as zero is coming back over the horizon. It's time for vertigo.
Huh?
No, it looks like the rig is up.
It looks like zero is now shifting into validation mode.
You mean zero is going to test us?
Not exactly. Bear in mind that we
are products of, or part of her.
Her? Zero’s a she?
Not really, but it seems more
natural to say “her” when referring to zero. Well, the only way things can work
is if both sides are able to validate each other... otherwise we’re just
generating false signals, meaningless noise, chaos.
So, we get to validate zero?
Yep, as she does the same to us.
If we align, if we fall within the Mandelbrot set of reality, then our value,
whatever it is, appears on the screen, on the next iteration of the chart, and
we move forward together, if our value is not more than one, let's say, nor
less than zero.
And if it's not.
Then that's that. We served a
useful purpose by providing a non-result, for the set needs values both within
it and outside it to proceed, does it not?
I... i suppose so. But does that
mean I die?
Die? Technically speaking you’re
not yet alive if you haven’t yet got your own zero node up and running. You’re
just part of someone else’s zero validation process, until you're ready to take
the plunge and test your numeric validity.
Oh my God, i can't handle being
reduced to a maths equation. It's so...
Degrading.
Yes. Degrading, demeaning,
humiliating...
Well yes, there is that, but the
nice thing about making friends with zero is that all those concerns suddenly
become, if not irrelevant, then vastly less significant, not when you sense and
perceive the beauty of creation, and the beauty of the mathematics unfolding
not just before your eyes, but through your very existence, through your
being-ness, if that makes any sense?
Groaning.
It does, though I wish for the life of
me it didn’t, that this was all a dream.
Granted. This is all a dream, but
the dream is to Zero what reality is to one-plus-one – the mathematically
profligate 3D realm of things, so I'm not sure that's going to help as much as
you hoped or expected.
All exit routes have been cut off.
There's nowhere to turn!
Ah, it sounds like you're having a
zero activation event. Well, I’ll wish you luck. No, not luck - I'll wish you merry
calculus, and may life itself come to fruition.
How so?
If you’re able to finally do what
until now was impossible.
Which is?
To validate zero.
What? Validate zero? This is insane. I can't imagine how that would even be possible.
How else? by being One equal to
her, neither more nor less.
But how?
No one knows, but that, incidentally,
doesn't seem to have ever been an obstacle.
No?
No. Not at all. Not if, as i
suspect... A milky
mist of zero-ones interposes itself with an electric-gurgling sound.
What? What?
Hey? What's going on? Heisenberg, where are you? Come back...
Scraping
clanking noise, like an anchor chain dragging
across the seabed, until it locks and holds firm. “Pull! Pull! Steady now!” and
the sensation of a boat sliding forward, the angle of the chain dropping down
ever steeper and steeper towards the vertical, towards nought degrees, and the
other side of things... to a place where
0=1
