I'm thinking that the universe is filled with the energy associated with "conscious" emotions that humans feel. As such most of you like owning material things because those material positions came from the material science of your ancestors. "Metal" meaning to throw away in Amharic is indicative of the fallen who were translated from man to the watchers, as all creatures came from mankind. I can almost feel the hate...LMAO, the dark matter condensing into a fool named hitler
The "ambient" energy of the universe is EM radiation from the trillions and trillions of stars that exist and are not absorbed by any celestial mass, but just radiate to infinity. Mental thought energy does not exist on the physical plane beyond our own skull. It does not radiate to the universe.
I'm sure that's what you believe, and I'm sure you know what happens after a person dies, lets say it's an even plane that radiates its energy in the universe...
There was this dude, Paramahansa Yogananda who invented an entire cult around the techniques of "kriya yoga". It was taught to him by Babaji, who was then learned by Lahiri Mahasaya, who then taught it to Yogananda. It's something that caught my mother up so much it killed her mental state (and eventually her), because it is too confusing and non-sensical. It makes no SENSE. My grandmother once told me that she saw my father at the foot of her bed in a vision (he died in mid 1970s) and was assured that he was in a safe place. Well, he never appeared at the foot of MY bed. Why would he appear in front of his mom, but not in front of his son? It's all BULLSHIT dude.
I'm sure the cattle like to be adorned with harlots and grass-like to be fed bullshit so it can grow...at the end of the day, you can't tell a fish what it is in the water unless you know how to swim in your sleep...if they're selling it is not worth buying...
Ah yes, like the elephant who thinks he's a fish because he just loves the water. Guess thats grey matter. The thing is you can't go far in a motor car with a front door key. Except for the secret passages. There are some legendary roles in magic.
Have you ever just thought, hey I'm a complete wacko, what happened to make me a stereotypical loon? I remember reading an incitefull book written by a Japanese kid called "The reason I jump" about his profound autism. Maybe you can do similar for quantum woo energy weirdo pigeon shouters. Tell us all how exactly you got into this state? Just an idea.