Quantum Fragments
When Reality's Code Shows Through
Written at 3:47 AM, Oct 9, 2024
My hands are still trembling as I type this. You know those moments when reality sort of... glitches? When you catch a glimpse behind the curtain and realize everything you thought was solid is just a sophisticated UI running on top of something far more complex?
Yeah. One of those nights.
It started with a download that hit me like a cosmic freight train:
Fourty thousand times I've been Born
Countless Aeons in countless domains
More fractal figures coded into dominance
Believe they are at the pinnacle
The truth could not be more wrong
Holy shit. The energy was so intense I had to grab my notebook before it slipped away. My hand started moving almost on its own, sketching symbols and patterns that felt older than time itself. A Merkabah emerged in the middle of what looked like a driveway, but it wasn't just a driveway – it was some kind of ritual layout. The words "DOMAIN" and "SILENCE" appeared above it, like they were trying to tell me something about the nature of this space we think is so solid.
Then the next stanza crashed through:
Take heed and listen to the sound of your heart
Because it is wise beyond the capacity of this realm
You can see fractalated patterns embedded in the illusion
Your feelings are attuned to the code, not the UI
Fuck. That hit hard. "Your feelings are attuned to the code, not the UI" – isn't this exactly what the ancient mystics were trying to tell us? That our emotions, our intuition, they're not reading the surface reality but something much deeper?
While I was processing that, my hand kept moving, drawing these bizarre symbols around the edges of the page. And then, like some cosmic joke about the nature of our reality, this appeared in my consciousness:
Make your ego follow willingly
It will not regret a single step
Get used to it again because being
Non-corporeal feels way weirder
Than jumping off a cliff
I actually laughed out loud at that last line. The cosmic humor of it all – here we are, infinite beings playing at being finite, and apparently even THAT takes some getting used to.
But here's where it gets really weird. As I was drawing, this question just appeared on the page: "Was crypto a psyop? Who made cash bad? They can trace all crypto." It felt completely disconnected from the mystical download, yet... was it? Or was it another layer of the same revelation about illusions and control systems?
The final line came through like a whisper:
You know when you go to far into the UI
Just let go of appearances
Simple words, but my whole body is buzzing with their implications. We get so caught up in the user interface of reality – the solid objects, the linear time, the cause and effect – that we forget it's all just a sophisticated visualization system for something far more complex and beautiful.
Looking at these drawings now, hours later, I can't shake the feeling that they're some kind of circuit diagram for reality itself. The Merkabah, the ancient symbol of divine chariot that moves between dimensions, sitting there in what appears to be a mundane driveway... it's like a cosmic joke about how the sacred and profane are actually the same thing viewed from different angles.
To anyone else receiving downloads like this – you're not alone. The veil is getting thinner, isn't it? Reality's code is showing through more and more. Maybe that's exactly what's supposed to happen when you've been born "fourty thousand times" (and yes, I'm keeping that spelling exactly as it came through – who am I to edit cosmic downloads? 😅).
Drop a 🌀 in the comments if you've been seeing the fractal patterns too. Maybe together we can start mapping this thing we call reality.
Still vibrating,
Cian
P.S. That bit about non-corporeal existence feeling weirder than jumping off a cliff? If you know, you know. 👽✨