The Casbahgnosis

of

Big Daddy Max

the

Holo-Sean Oracle

and

Daemon of the Casbah

The Casbahs of Morocco are not Arab cities but rather the remains of ancient proto-Rome/proto-Carthage events where Arabic speaking people dwell.

Living by candle light, the daemons of electricity shrink and go away while the daemons of an ancient here and now grow until there is no difference between now/now and now/three thousand years ago.

These ancient dwelling places have no beginning and no end. They are like you and I – very none linear

As you go from noon to midnight, different daemons inhabit your experience of space and time, and if you stay up late enough you can experience yourself as you are three thousand years ago

But how is this you say – I m here and now – but in fact you are all of your yesterwhen and future be all at once – with now an infinitesimal instant that is so short it essentially may not exist

For example, when you are stoned, you become transformed into a stonedness that pervades all of your normalness with something which is the same for all men of all time everywhere

And when you are not stoned, your are pervaded with this normalness that is the same for all man

This normalness is the essence of self – a faceless – shapeless self that is traveling through the Universe that can be experienced so easily in the bare nakedness of a midnight casbah

This is me – this is who I am – I am Big Daddy Max

The shadow of the sundial move with the lightness of n invisible feather yet it cuts down everything in its pth. Only the demons of eternity are immune to change because they are made from time itself – the true children of forever.

The casbah that you can prowl, see, smell and hear

Is not the complex,unknowable pattern of forces that make the whole thing happen

The maps, guide books, etc can not begin to describe the evolution of interconnected changes that channel the current dynamic dis-equilibrium

The whole universe minus the stories about it is just an ongoing manifestation of evolution

All the reflections, pictures, stories, explanations and beliefs are just somewhat random commentary (gossip)

There is a common ground between the actual physical evolution and the mental evolution of stories about the physical evolution

This common ground is said to be secret because it is so mysterious and impossible to directly explain yet so simple

It is a secret that you keep from your self and the deepest and most mysterious secret of all

This profoundly deep, obscure, black mystery is called the Gate of all knowledge

This mystery pervades every passageway, every wall, every doorway and every room of the casbah

These ancient lived in ruins of times past and times future where the ancient daemons grow huge stretch the mind beyond all conscious meaning are the training ground for the seer of mystery

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“General Existential Maximization Experiments have revealed that mind, genitalia, space and time are linked in a flexible six-dimensional hyper-fabric that is bent and indented by consciousness. In this picture, the stiff dick points at the earth because it is caught in the space-time hollow carved by the mass of pudenda on planet, much as a trotting dog would circle around a bitch in heat bouncing on a trampoline. The pull of ecstasy is just matter sliding along the curvatures of

This is an example of a complex data set manifesting in time.

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