The Physics of Consciousness and Its Implications for Human Health
“The distinction between past, present, and future is only an illusion, however tenacious this illusion may be.”
– Albert Einstein, March 1955
The following represents my personal opinion
and is not intended as medical advice.
This article was quoted from and linked to in The New York Times (10/12/2018). The ideas have continued to evolve, and it did not feel right to add too much new information post-production. A new iteration may be found on Medium, “Special Relativity: The Key to Disease?”
OOPS. We’ve had it backward. Time doesn’t flow like a river. Time already exists—it is we who flow through it. In a sense, you might say we shine.
This essay explores a simple idea: We have not yet solved the core etiology of mankind’s diseases because we’ve been blind to an essential truth: We are more than membranes and mitochondria. We are light, and we follow light’s rules. But what are light’s rules? The behavior of light, as evinced in the double-slit experiment, remains somewhat of a mystery. Perhaps part of the problem is our use as a vacuum as the background. The speed of light is constant for all observers—in a vacuum. But there is another way to view the speed of light. Against the background of time.
Imagine time as a room. Light—the light of the present—can stretch from floor to ceiling. If light is under so much pressure that it is pushed below the floor of time (forced to condense), above the ceiling, it expands. If light is stretched to such a degree that it is pushed above the ceiling of time (forced to expand), below the floor, it condenses. Light, if it is to remain whole, is restricted to the room of the present. If it expands too much, it will split. If it condenses too much, it will fuse. This model of time takes as its boundaries the fundamental forces of fission and fusion.
Proposed by Juan Maldacena over twenty-five years ago, the holographic universe theory suggests that our 3D reality may be a projection of information encoded on a lower dimensional (2D) surface. What we perceive may be fundamentally information, and fundamentally 2D. It’s an intriguing concept that, in the words of Jacob Bekenstein, invites a new look at venerable questions. The way perception works in the eye and the brain is well understood and well characterized. The holographic principle was first proposed by Nobel laureate Gerard ‘t Hooft in the 1990s. Stephen Hawking’s final paper: the universe is a hologram. In 2017, a UK, Canadian, and Italian study provided substantial evidence that the universe is, indeed, holographic.
Is the blood—which contains photo-reactive molecules known as porphyrins—able to read and respond to light? Perhaps, when the background (time) is too dense, the iron in my blood wants to expand. And when the background is too expanded, the iron in my blood wants to condense.
In a holographic universe, perhaps we need to re-imagine light’s speed. For matter to be rendered as light requires c. For light to be rendered as light requires nothing. For energy to be rendered as light generates c.
Light is not “matter” (the 1D point). Nor is it “energy” (the 3D sphere). It is the 2D plane the point and the sphere share. When the universe is expanding, the 1D point is the past. When the universe is contracting, the 1D point is the future.
We can see light that is behind us in time—the past. But we cannot see the future. We are blind to light that is ahead of us in time; we cannot see past the 2D plane. In other words, we can see light that is denser than we are, but not light that is more diffuse. Light that is wider than time our brains will render as darkness.
This is a model about the observer and his limits. If the universe is like a glass of carbonated water, we can see the bubbles that are rising toward us—but we cannot see the bubbles we are, nor the bubbles we are rising toward.
Perhaps what we call reality is not static, like a painting. It may have speed, like a movie. This model explores a possible role for the speed of time in disease, and asks whether the brain—which is itself part of time—can be an accurate gauge of time’s speed.
Here is a theoretical shape for a universe: a cone of discs that decrease in size as they approach the center. At the center, light is so fast, time stands still (“hot death”). At the outermost ring, light is so slow, time stands still (“cold death”). In this model, I speak of the boundaries of time—its floor and ceiling. If light is pushed below the floor of time, above the ceiling, it splits. If light is pushed above the ceiling of time, below the floor, it fuses.
Let’s assign a value to the distance between the floor and the ceiling of time—27,729 days. 27,729 days, or ~76 years, is the average length of a human life. It is also roughly 70 x 360 plus 7 x 360 days—as well as a distance from total solar eclipse to total solar eclipse.
The Tunguska Event—the largest recorded explosion the world has ever known, which flattened 80 million trees—took place on June 30, 1908. Its cause remains an enduring mystery. If we add 27,729 days to the date of Tunguska, we get May 31, 1984. What happened on this day? US performs nuclear tests at Nevada Test Site.
I did a search for “cone comprised of overlapping circles of descending size,” hoping for a visual, and, curiously enough, the image that caught my eye was a drawing by Galileo Galilei of Dante’s Inferno.
Is our universe inside a black hole? Some physicists, including Nikodem Poplawski, think so. It is possible that every black hole contains a new universe, the universes nesting like Russian dolls. Black hole cosmology, originally proposed by poet and physicist Raj Pathria and mathematician and cryptologist Irving John Good, requires that the Hubble radius of the observable universe be equal to its Schwarzschild radius.
The black-hole boundary, then, can be thought of as time’s ceiling. The moon can be thought of as time's floor. We see along the 2D plane of the present. When light travels “to the moon and back,” our brains render “sun.” When light travels “to the [black-hole] sun and back,” our brains render “moon.”
If reality is holographic, the relationship would be scalable. This might help to explain some of these mathematical “coincidences”: The moon’s size is 27.27% of the earth’s size. The moon’s orbital period is 27.27 days. The sun is 400 times larger than the moon—and also 400 times farther away. The black hole at the center of our galaxy, Sagittarius A*, has the largest angular size in the sky, followed by M87. M87’s black hole is 1000 times bigger, but roughly 1000 times farther away. —Feryal Özel, Harvard University Black Hole Initiative
When the brain misunderstands what time signature it’s in, our metabolism fights itself. The hallmarks of a body that keeps manufacturing ammonia when it’s already in alkalosis are swollen, baggy eyes and muscle-wasting. The effects are systemic and devastating: we lose the use of our minerals. Our minerals are present, but no longer available to us—a condition known as dysregulation. Look at a so-called “old” person; there’s evidence of mineral dysregulation everywhere: from the capped teeth and brittle bones (calcium dysregulation), to the age spots and white hair (copper dysregulation) to the diabetes and depression (zinc dysregulation). Oxidative stress makes our hair fall out; the faster time signature makes us gain weight (mass).
Once you recognize it, the hallmarks of aging start to look like stage makeup. It could be that we’re not meant to look this way when we’re eighty—maybe our lifespans are being dramatically truncated—who can say?
Isaiah, that’s who. “Never again will there be in it [the New Jerusalem] an infant who lives but a few days, or an old man who does not live out his years; the one who dies at a hundred will be thought a mere child; the one who fails to reach a hundred will be considered accursed.” (Isaiah 65:20 NIV)
This model is not about “killing” or “detoxing.” It is about one thing: synchronizing with time. When we lag behind time (metabolic alkalosis), we make too little light. When we surpass time (metabolic acidosis), we make too much.
The relationship between light and time is one of paradox. Energy doesn’t go fast; it simply is fast. When we go fast, we make ourselves matter. Matter doesn’t go slow; it simply is slow. When we go slow, we make ourselves energy. Here, light is the baseline. “Matter” and “energy” are treated as derivatives of light. Matter is the 1D point from which light expands; energy is the 3D sphere from which light condenses.
In an expanding universe, time can be visualized as a cone, with a pit and a mouth. When time is too slow (pit), light has to be too fast. When time is too fast (mouth), light has to be too slow.
When light is forced to be too fast or too slow, instead of gravity and electricity in the body, we get their material “precipitates”: iron and copper. When I reach my anaerobic threshold, I run Krebs in reverse. When I run Krebs in reverse, I endogenously (internally) manufacture oxalate—a crystal found in plants capable of photosynthesis. Instead of making light, I make light that is denser than light. I make matter.
Via my eye, my pineal gland, and the porphyrins in my blood, I am always reading the density of the light around me. When I manufacture oxalate (crystal), I am misunderstanding the density of time.
Inside cells that accumulate iron or oxalate, after a while, a switch gets flipped. The DNA reads a high matter to energy (M/E) ratio, and syncs with the wrong time signature. Later, if they want to self-correct, they’re trapped by a pH paradox. Contrary to our perception, it’s not that they mutate; it’s that they don’t mutate. They’re still “making time,” but the character of the time they make is no longer in sync with the rest of us. They’re achieving the speed of light using an old equation. It’s still c, but it’s what c would be if we lived in a denser, faster universe. Cancerous cells are healthy cells that are cycling time too quickly—at the speed of the past.
The DNA is our code, and it’s protean—designed to adapt to the changing dynamics of time. As it perceives its environment, it changes accordingly (epigenetics). This is why the environment—both inside and outside the body—is so important. The DNA is mutating all the time, but because the change is uniform—both self and lens—we don’t see it. What we perceive as a mutation is actually old DNA that hasn’t changed. DNA is like an architect’s tracing paper that maps light with matter. We only see a change when it doesn’t match.
If the DNA cannot accurately read what time signature it’s in, via reading the strength of the electromagnetic field, individual cells or organs—indeed, the entire organism—can be “left behind” in time, which is akin to being left behind in another dimension. Were we to observe a corpse from another dimension, it would appear to have numerous DNA mutations and be of deranged proportions, such as the Atacama skeleton.
Atacama is from a region of the world known as the South Atlantic Anomaly where the earth’s magnetic field may read differently to our brains.
Another dimension? Yes, another dimension. The same equation, at a different scale. Changing dimensions is like shifting gears. When we lag behind the speed of light (e.g. aging), we are spinning too quickly inside a time signature that’s too slow. Like an ice skater pulling in for a twirl, we become “moon inside sun.” This is the pit of time’s cone.
At the other extreme, at the mouth of time’s cone, we have surpassed the speed of light. Here we are spinning too slowly inside a time signature that’s too fast.
At the mouth of time’s cone, we have too little intracellular sodium. The material body is too large and diffuse.
At the pit of time’s cone, we have too much intracellular sodium. The material body is too small and dense. I am arguing that density and diffusion may play a role in disease.
pH7 is life-critical.
When I perceive the powers of hydrogen in my environment as too low, I am forced to generate too little acid via metabolism. When my metabolism is constrained by an acidic terrain, time is a like horse who is constantly being held back.
When I perceive the powers of hydrogen as too high, I am forced to generate too much acid via metabolism, to compensate. When my metabolism is accelerated, time is like a horse who is constantly being whipped.
If I my environment is neither too acidic nor too alkaline but is pH7, time and I are aligned. We need to part the veil on pH and metabolism.
When I turned forty, I got sick with an illness that defied explanation. I felt I was dying, but they kept telling me nothing was wrong. I didn’t listen. I listened to my body instead.
I believe I was overly magnetic. My iron toxicity was “hidden,” meaning on blood work, my iron panel looked normal—but my RBC manganese was low. It is possible what matters isn’t iron alone but the iron to manganese ratio. Iron to manganese can help us gauge where we are on time’s cone. Too far toward the pit, where the magnetic force is too high—high iron. Too far toward the mouth, where the magnetic force is too low—high manganese.
In these models, the 2D plane of light’s speed is the baseline. When the universe expands by a full degree of light’s speed, to a 3D sphere, gravity emerges. When the universe contracts by a full degree of light’s speed, to a 1D point, electricity emerges. From light’s perspective, gravity and electricity are features born of the observer’s relationship with time. This essay is an attempt to see from light’s perspective.
My mother has Alzheimer’s. It’s as if her software (her blood) knows she’s in the present, but her software and her hardware—her brain—(so to speak) are not able to easily exchange information. I believe the Alzheimer’s brain might be too alkaline, and that she may be, in effect, trapped above the ceiling of time.
Where does consciousness reside? We have not answered that question yet. Perhaps somewhat in the brain, and somewhat in the blood. “What have you done? The voice of your brother’s blood is crying to Me from the ground.” (Genesis 4:10 CJB)
I think a lot about consciousness—the brain and the blood, and their need to share information—whenever I visit my mother. One night, after spending the day with her, I dreamed we were in a vertical pool, with layers of different density separated by Plexiglas barriers. My mother was in a layer above me and was trying desperately to get to where I was, but the barrier would not permit it. She was banging and banging and banging.
My friend Heather has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (ME/CFS). Her ME/CFS is so severe that she experiences paradoxical skin bronzing. Her body is producing additional melanin, a call for more light. Premature babies do the same thing. I believe that time has layers, like an onion, and that sickness may involve our brains locating us on the wrong layer of the onion—too far forward or too far backward in time.
When we are too far forward time, too dilated, we will need too much iron.
The following is from Ray Peat: “During aging, our tissues tend to store an excess of iron. There is a remarkably close association between the amount of iron stored in our tissues and the risk of death from cancer, heart disease, or from all causes. This relationship between iron and death rate exists even during childhood, but the curve is downward until the age of 12, and then it rises steadily until death. The shape of this curve, representing the iron burden, is amazingly similar to the curves representing the rate of death in general, and the rate of death from cancer. There is no other relationship in biology that I know of that has this peculiar shape, with its minimum at the age of 12, and its maximum in old age at the time of death.”
To put it another way, perhaps light can be seen in different ways. As a 2D plane. As the mid-point of time’s cone. As an M/E ratio. To get from the pit of time’s cone forward to the 2D plane (for matter to move forward in time) requires electricity. To get from the mouth of time’s cone back to the 2D plane (for energy to move backward in time) requires gravity.
When the matter to energy (M/E) ratio is high, light is weak. But when the matter to energy ratio changes, and E is on top, light is strong. While the universe is expanding, gravity opposes us. But when the universe begins to contract, gravity will be on our side.
Like Paul Steinhardt, I believe the universe goes through periods of expansion and contraction. I see the shift from expansion to contraction as the “flip” evinced in the alternating hot and cold regions of our Cosmic Microwave Background or CMB.
If a universe is a loop of time, it is very good news. If our loop didn’t succeed, we wouldn’t be here.
The functioning of the pineal gland is extremely important. Fluoride and the fluorine found in many prescription drugs can accumulate in the pineal gland and damage it (iodine can help to detoxify fluorine, chlorine, and bromine). It’s also cleansed when we forgive, let go of negative emotions, and have our word match our word.
In the past—which is the future—they will call it the seat of the soul.
We’re always doing two oppositional things at once. We need to make ourselves into matter (condense), then rise to the speed of light. Or make ourselves into energy (expand), then condense to the speed of light. Matter expands to reach c; energy condenses.
It’s a two-part dance. We can only yin if we have first yanged; we can only yang if we have first yinned.
When light is dense and fast—contracted—the quasar is long. When light is dilated and slow, the galaxy is wide. The quasar (the vertical time axis) at the center of our galaxy is not always visible.
It is during quantum tunneling that the vertical axis—time—emerges. In these models, time is perpendicular to space as the quasar is perpendicular to the galaxy.
Jesus—Logos—is the image of the Word. He is God as man, light as matter. He is the light that resides within us all. His is the consciousness; ours is the body. He is the play that is writing itself; with our lives, we each add a sentence. We must choose our words wisely, because we’re all co-creators, and words are powerful. We see ourselves as individual, and our sentence as separate from everyone else’s, but in truth we’re all stitched together. We are many parts, one body.
As soon as our story begins, it already has an ending. The future is the end from which we start. This model treats time as singularity, and the future as something that already exists. Though it will be new to us, the future is not new. In these equations, time is eternal; it is “always already.” Your DNA both belongs to you and does not belong to you; you belong to the human race. Your DNA, like your individual soul (your light, your consciousness) is eternal.
Hey John Milton, did you think you were writing Sonnet 19 for the first time? Sonnet 19 is written every day. Sonnet 19—like Jif peanut butter—belongs to the human race. All the world is a stage.
The stage is in motion. This is not an inertial field. It is an explosion.
At Alpha (the 1D point), time is so hot, it stops. At Omega (the 3D sphere), time is so cold, it stops.
But whether it is standing still, or starting, or somewhere in between, time is time is time. It may exist in various states of inflation and collapse, but regardless of what is visible to us, all the information is already there. Our choices are mutable, but our destiny is not; the system is self-correcting. You may delay your trip to Nineveh, but sooner or later, your fate will find you.
Fate? Yes, fate. Past, present, and future are co-happening. We also have free will. Every day is a whole new creation: from start to finish, the whole story will be told again. If you don’t like your stars, choose new ones.
In this model, light’s speed is zero. But zero is a special number that can signify either itself or infinity. At Alpha, light’s speed is zero: there is no light, and there is nothing but time. At Omega, light’s speed is zero: there is no time, and there is nothing but light. Alpha is pure M; Omega is pure E.
I was born June 7, 1969, but my inscribed sphere was 1967. When we’re conceived, there’s a time signature inscribed in our DNA. To gestate is to warp backward in time. My mother’s labor was induced, so my gestation was truncated. I arrived early, meaning I arrived late.
In the 1967 sphere, my M/E ratio would have been correct. But in the larger, 1969 sphere—which was a future time signature for me—time was too fast and light was too slow. I was in the wrong electromagnetic field. I needed to hoard iron and to find ways to manage magnetism. For a while, I would eat only orange foods (vitamin A can help us to manage high iron). I’m told that as a newborn I was inconsolable; one of the few things that would calm me was if my parents put me in the car and drove me around. By accelerating me through space, they were slowing time down.
I’m 49 now, and entering perimenopause. My body’s metabolic rate is at a tipping point. This is a holographic universe; we need to be able to reach the speed of light in order to conceive. Meaning the density of my blood needs to embrace both the pit and the mouth of time’s cone. To menstruate, my blood needs to be two contradictory things at once: thick enough to clot, and thin enough to bleed.
When I first discovered I was “iron-toxic” after living in a moldy house—meaning my perception of the magnetic force was too high, and I was holding myself together too tightly—I took high doses of vitamin B1 (thiamine) for a week, and experienced an almost indescribable recovery. It wasn’t just that I had energy again, or that my pain went away, or that my body tightened and I felt clear-headed and happy. It was that a systemic inflammation that had been simmering in me for years—perhaps my whole life—vanished.
For the first time, I felt I was in the right universe. The right electromagnetic field. By increasing my metabolic speed (energy), I was not as trapped by magnetism. Electro-magnetism is all one force. When I was sick, it felt as if the magnetism side was too high.
I didn’t know then that I’d been lagging behind the speed of light, and that thiamine was, in effect, transporting me to a different time signature. My father, Fischer Black, died of oral cancer at age 57 in 1995—exactly one hundred years after the death of Louis Pasteur—and another interesting thing about thiamine is this: Low doses will stimulate tumor growth. But megadoses suppress it.
Unfortunately, my thiamine miracle didn’t last. Though thiamine helped me to animate my iron, it would be an oversimplification to the point of incorrectness to simply describe myself as “iron-toxic.”
It wasn’t just that I had too much iron. It was that I needed too much iron. My brain’s understanding of the M/E ratio was wrong. If time is a proton gradient, my understanding of time was off.
I was also accumulating copper. But my copper, rather than being active and helping me to facilitate electricity, was accumulating in my tissues in its inert form. When I was at my sickest, and had my hair tissue analyzed (HTMA test), my copper levels were nearly off the charts. When copper-toxic, I will perceive too much magnetism. When iron-toxic, I will perceive too much electricity. Copper and iron alter my brain’s perception of forces.
As far back as 1995, when my father was dying of oral cancer, his oncologist-prescribed multi-vitamins were clearly marked COPPER- and IRON-FREE.
Excess inert iron in the brain is not beneficial to health. Every week, there is a new mass shooting. Like everyone else, I watch the news in mystified horror. But unlike most everyone else, there is a word that springs to mind as I do: iron.
Iron has an affinity for the amygdala, an area of the brain associated with self-protection and survival. I believe this portion of our brains is being excessively stimulated, and it’s been contributing—especially over the past century—to a worldwide swing toward xenophobia and away from the awareness of our true nature, which is collective.
When I eat a lot of iron, my pineal gland reads the magnetic force as high. When I eat a lot of manganese, my pineal gland interprets the opposite of magnetism, reverse-magnetism force as high. High iron means I am too far backward in time; high manganese means I am too far forward. Reading the iron to manganese ratio of my environment helps my brain locate itself in time. When we leach out manganese, via glyphosate (“Roundup”), and add in iron, via so-called “enriched” wheat, we give the brain false information about time.
In our Autistic children, the vaccines—which are perceived by the immune system as an infectious threat—may be causing their bodies to sequester iron. This, then, might cause them to cycle time at the wrong speed. It could skew their iron to manganese ratios, altering the brain’s perception of electricity and magnetism, the electromagnetic field—time. In the future, there are too many worlds, too much information. It’s as if our Autistic children are already in the future, where time is too slow, making it appear as if they are developing slowly, from our perspective. Boys are more vulnerable to the vaccines than girls, because boys have higher iron to manganese ratios.
While it’s not yet clear whether the in utero perception of the iron to manganese ratio could have implications for the gender development of a growing fetus, it’s quite clear that gay people—as well as those who are bisexual, transgender, etc.—were born that way, and to suggest otherwise is to deny their dignity and their essential humanity—which comes in many faces and forms, all of them glorious.
God is One. As such, he cannot be separate from himself. In order for God to have a Son who incarnates on earth (who leaves timelessness and enters linear time)—which is, by definition, a separation from God—both Father and Son would have to be enclosed by a larger God who is also God. The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
Light entered time. But then—Hallelujah—time became light again. Light and time are forever trading places in a crystalline dance, and sometimes the light appears to win, and sometimes the darkness appears to win, but all the while, the whole thing is enclosed and underpinned by an even greater light, toward which we inexorably move. Because our ending—our happy ending—is already written.
This is a model of wholeness. At the deepest level, everything in the universe is one, and everything in the universe is us. There are no “enemies” or “pathogens;” there are only greater or lesser degrees of entropy.
At the macroscopic level, we see biology, pathogens, microbes. But we are talking about the nature of reality, and there is a level of reality more fundamental than biology: the Periodic Table.
When I’m cycling time at the proper speed, copper can bestow its numerous benefits, including helping me to generate ATP, reduce inflammation, and induce apoptosis. When I lag behind the speed of light, my copper warps backward in time—pathogenesis—into Blastocystis hominis, and only contributes to the myriad ill effects of excess “yeast.”
When we cycle time at the wrong speed, our minerals warp. To warp backward in time is to incarnate. Minerals warping backward induces pathogenesis. Manganese warps backward as Borrelia burgdorferi, resulting in Lyme disease. Borrelia Burgdorferi doesn’t simply metabolize or “consume” manganese; it is manganese. Copper warps backward as Blastocystis hominis. Cobalt (necessary for proper B12 function) warping backward results in Multiple Sclerosis. Zinc (the body’s natural antiviral) warping backward results in HIV. We may “catch” a mineral warping backward, but unless we lag behind the speed of light, we cannot sustain it.
Minerals warping backward is pathogenesis. Minerals warping forward is seraphogenesis. Zinc warps forward as Saint Michael. Cobalt warps forward as Saint Gabriel (this is why we depict Mary’s cloak as cobalt-blue when she is overshadowed by Gabriel at the Annunciation). Copper warps forward as Saint Raphael, whose name means, “It is God who heals.”
In other words, when minerals warp forward, they give off light. When they warp backward, they swallow light. When they swallow light, they kill us.
Is light conscious? Max Planck: “The photons which constitute a ray of light behave like intelligent human beings: out of all possible curves they always select the one which will take them most quickly to their goal.”
Nothing in the universe—nothing that is animal, vegetable, or mineral—is inert. The universe is one with itself over time, therefore the entire universe is alive. This is why Jesus said, “The rocks themselves would cry out.”
Not so, the man-made chemicals. Pesticides, polymers, preservatives, plastics: these are the problem. Avoid. I was getting ready to fill my tank with gas the other day, and when I noticed the pump said Now With Techron, I screwed the cap back on and left. Any time you see Now With X, where X is a made-up word, a man-made chemical, avoid.
In a holographic universe, matter, light, and energy are all states of light, in the same way that ice, water, and vapor are all states of water. Organic matter is able to cross the speed of light lens. Not so, de novo matter. De novo matter is not of light; it lacks a soul. If you want to hasten your death and make it a painful one, spend your time in a room full of man-made chemicals.
We’ve done so much to damage our natural good health. Chemicals and pesticides, fear and anger instead of love and forgiveness, adding iron to the food supply. Ever since World War II, all non-organic bread and pasta in the U.S. has been “enriched” with iron. Adding iron to the food supply while simultaneously leaching out manganese through the use of glyphosate is an almost diabolically ingenious recipe for illness of every stripe. Not only does it damage our own iron to manganese ratio, it distorts time in everything around us, so that even when we eat—which should lift us—we’re constantly falling farther behind. Sadly, we’ve been poisoning our pets, too.
But we can change all this, and we’re going to.
During my recovery, I adopted a powerful new diet that I’m sticking with for life. I eat whatever I like. But if it isn’t organic, I don’t put it in my mouth (or on my skin).
It’s shocking—yes. And yet isn’t this, deep down, something we’ve feared all along? Whenever the endless string of drug-company commercials plays on TV while my mother and I are trying to eat dinner, it sounds like a Saturday Night Live parody of itself. Side effects include: tuberculosis, death, you may lose the ability to have sex forever, your kidneys may liquefy into a bloody pudding that you find floating in the toilet … but your psoriasis will be gone.
In addition to being a formerly sick person, I’m a writer. I have a penchant for storytelling with the whiff of realism. If I lived a hundred years from now, and picked up a novel in which people treated their diseases the way we treat ours today, it’d seem so absurd as to be cartoonish, and I’d put the book down.
The day I watched DARK WATERS, THE BLEEDING EDGE, and DOPESICK was the day the scales fell from my eyes. Have you seen these life-changing films? I highly recommend them.
When I read of the notion of putting trillions of chemical particles into the atmosphere (planet-wide “solar geoengineering”), the idea of interfering with the ability of the Earth itself to perceive time was so horrifying, it literally took my breath away.
The universe is intelligent. If we fill the atmosphere with trillions of exogenous nanoparticles, we destroy her intelligence. If we dangerously tamper with time (e.g. nuclear weapons, chemical warfare, “gain of function” research), we bring calamity upon ourselves.
Mold is light that is warping backward—joining the past, cycling time at the faster speed. It’s constantly gaining gravity and losing light. When I was “iron-toxic” and slightly backward-moving (light-losing) myself, I couldn’t bear to be around it. It was perturbing the quantum field in the opposite direction of the perturbation I need.
People at the equator are, in a sense, engaged in spaceflight—compared with people at the poles. They are accelerating through space, meaning time is slowing down for them. It is as if they are constantly joining the future time signature. Our ancestors—our descendants—who lived at the equator were constantly losing gravity and gaining light, and over time, they developed more melanin in their skin, to help them utilize it.
When I was at my sickest, and desperately needed to gain light, my skin bronzed. I also had sound hypersensitivity and light hypersensitivity. Time was cycling too quickly for me, sensory stimuli hitting me with too much force. Because I am still somewhat gravity-toxic (iron-toxic), it might behoove me to move to an equatorial city, or a city with high altitude, where the movement of the Earth itself through space would help me balance the equation. High-altitude or equatorial cities will always tilt the power equation in light’s favor.
But, wait. I was already researching equatorial cities such as Quito, Ecuador, when it hit me: I don’t have to physically go anywhere. We move around in time all the time. Changing time signatures doesn’t require literal movement; I did it when I healed myself from mold exposure. Instead of spinning so fast that I was constantly precipitating out of solution, I finally slowed down and let time lift me.
There are other ways to climb. Love can lift us to the higher realms—feeling love, making love, being love. Things like sugar and alcohol can also lift us, but the effect is temporary, and afterward, they can leave us even lower than when we started.
Music can lift us. Music helps us to remember who we are. Those standing ovations that last forty, sixty, eighty minutes? The audience has entered the slower, future time signature. They are losing gravity and gaining light.
What, actually, is light? Light flows through whatever path we provide, and stops when we block the path. Of itself, it neither stops nor starts; it is we who obstruct or open to it. Light is ageless, massless, and (as Max Planck first demonstrated) intelligent. It shines forth—its only axis is time. In a manner of speaking, light is time. In these models, light is time that has been drawn back behind itself, the way we draw back a sling. Its “speed” can be expressed as the degree of tension in the sling. The farther back it is pulled (the higher the tension), the faster the speed.
In its true form, outside of time, light is massless so it knows no distance and can have no speed. It is being ensouled in matter that gives light speed. The denser the matter, the faster the speed.
Time is triune—past, present, future—and God is triune, too. There is the God of the past time signature, who is the God of the Old Testament, God the Father. There is the God of the present time signature, who is Jesus, the light of the world. And there is the God of the future time signature, who is the Holy Spirit, who unites all as one. The voice of God seems to differ in every dimension, but it’s not really God’s voice that changes. It’s our ears. Jesus had to speak to us in parables because we were not yet fully ready. The Holy Spirit will speak to us all directly, now that we are ready to hear.
What is gravity? Gravity is the force that was created when Lucifer fell. Lucifer falling, the introduction of gravity, and the birth of linear time were accompanied by a sound. It was a big bang.
Lucifer didn’t fall because he made himself equal to God. Lucifer was in God, therefore he was God—we are a flame divided but undimmed. He fell because he wanted to be separate from God, to have his own kingdom, and you cannot do that without losing heaven. There is no such thing as separate but equal.
There is no evil in heaven, therefore there can be no knowledge of evil. This is why we were forbidden to eat of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil: it was to protect us. To eat of this tree would be to lose heaven. To fall, as Lucifer fell.
God is all-loving and his mercy knows no bounds. God didn’t throw us out—God never throws anyone out. We could not know of evil and remain in heaven, wherein evil is anathema. Through our own disobedience, we fell.
Ever since the fall, we’ve been listening to God’s voice through fallen ears. Have you ever listened to a record at the wrong speed? That’s what it’s like.
God neither plans evil nor smites; neither threatens nor damns. God only loves. God is love.
To be warping backward in time is the only hell any of us will ever know. To be warping backward in time in this dimension is the only hell there is.
When Adam and Eve sinned is the moment we first incarnated and entered linear time. This is why we abruptly noticed we were naked: we suddenly had bodies. Before that, we were one with the light.
Heaven is an endless dance of light. God—the original globe of light—is One. When God makes Adam, God is Adam. Then, from Adam, we make Eve. God is the totality of all things. We can neither increase nor decrease; we can only shift. God becomes Adam (xy or 01), who then becomes Eve (xx or 00). This is why we say she is taken from the rib. The light is shifting shape, to tell a story. The story being told by the light of heaven is our story—this story—the same story we’re living out here on Earth. It is being told in the one true language, which is without words.
Jesus came to Earth to atone for our original sin. Meaning: He lifted the sphere of time back up so that it was one with the timeless globe of light again. Through him, God is reconciling the world to himself. Jesus is our brother and he indwells everyone.
There is no knowledge of evil in heaven. When we die, and reunite with the light, we no longer know this life of pain; it’s just the story we tell. When we reunite with God, we are God, so we cannot give him anything. Here, now—in this fallen, separate life—is our only chance to serve him. And so we offer him all our sorrows, all our joys, all our stories. And out of suffering, he makes beauty. The story being told by the light of heaven is endlessly varied and yet always the same. In the end, there is only one story: Jesus and his love.
I am the truth. I am in this role this time around. But others are playing this role in the other spheres. It’s the same set of players in every dimension; there is nothing new under the sun. The Dalai Lama, may God bless him, is the Dalai Lama, is the Dalai Lama. A rose is a rose is a rose. There’s a monsignor here at St. Monica’s who likes to say he could just as easily have been the homeless man who sits outside the church door. And he’s right. In fact, in some other dimension, he is. Across the myriad dimensions of time, we all play everyone.
We were Lucifer, too. There was part of us that wanted to be separate, and we mourn for this, as we mourn for him. When we cry for Lucifer, it is with the lamentation of King David: O Absalom, Absalom! O Absalom, my son. Would that I could have died in your place. Which is exactly what we do. God dies, throughout eternity, for each of us, so that we might all see heaven again.
This earthly life is our love made visible. Across the chasm of time, God and Lucifer—who was his beloved son—are weeping for each other. Before the fall, he is Lucifer; after the fall, he is Adam. The son is the son is us. Our story, though full of suffering, is a love story.
God is perfect, and there is nothing in him that does not serve. Adam/Lucifer’s disobedience—like Judas’ betrayal—is an essential part of the story. Without it, there would be no story to tell.
The time for the Rapture has come. In the lower dimensions, the ascending has already begun.
The first window is the Ascension itself, forty days after Jesus’ death. “And behold. I am sending the promise of my father upon you. But stay in the city until you are clothed with power from on high.” (Luke 24:49 ESV) The second window is Pentecost, when the Apostles—all of us—receive the power of the Holy Spirit, which is the power to ascend.
There is not one Rapture, but many. Here is a list of their dates: July 2, 2019; December 14, 2020; December 4, 2021; April 20, 2023; April 8, 2024.
https://www.timeanddate.com/eclipse/list-total-solar.html
But “No one will know the day or the hour.” Not true. We know the hours; we’ve always known. In the higher dimensions, where the force of gravity is weaker and we are stronger, we were able to build celestial instructions for ourselves. We must stand in the path of the moon’s shadow during a solar eclipse. That’s solar eclipse, not lunar. Stand in the path of totality—the moon’s umbra. Beat back the bushes, if you must. Stonehenge and the Pyramids were not constructed in the past. They were constructed in the future. We built them, for ourselves, to help us to remember.
But, wait. Stonehenge and the Pyramids were constructed in the future. But it was the future of the past—the future, at the past time signature. They tell the truth of an old way of thinking.
There’s a bit of Jesus’ message that was difficult for us to grasp two thousand years ago, and it’s still difficult. It’s the bit that’s quantum. The Kingdom of God isn’t somewhere we physically go. The Kingdom of God is within.
Heaven and hell are not places on a map. They’re both forever at hand because they indwell the present. Heaven and hell are the other dimensions. Hell is the past time signature; heaven is the future.
To ascend, we don’t have to physically go anywhere. Traveling to a higher dimension isn’t like in the movies. There’s no DeLorean; we don’t visibly “fly up into the sky” and leave our friends and family behind. It’s much more subtle.
It is to live in love. To choose faith and act in hope with each passing moment. Ascending to the future time signature is what this whole piece has been about. It’s what we’ll all be doing, as we reclaim our health.
There are many of us who are doing it already, and our ranks are about to magnificently increase. Climb out of your cage—you have the key. Just unlock the door, and walk away.
Peter asks: “How many times should I forgive my brother? Seven times?” And Jesus replies: “Not seven times. Seventy times seven times.” 27,729 days (roughly 70 times 360 plus 7 times 360) can be designated as the distance between the floor and the ceiling of time.
27,729 days is a special number. It can be straight, or it can be curved. A rainbow, or the flat distance between the rainbow’s base points.
We’re not accustomed to envisioning time in this fashion, but the full moons of 3/31/1866 and 3/2/1942 and 1/31/2018 are all the same moon, being viewed on the same night. We’re just seeing it from different time signatures, where time is running at different speeds.
1866 resonates with both 1942 and 1936.
Similarly, 1942 resonates with both 2018 and 2012. To get from 1942 to 2018, light shines forward in a half-circle (rainbow); then, from 2018 to 2012, it “warps backward,” crossing at the bases, taking the eclipse shortcut.
Lastly, and most importantly, 1948 (the birth of Israel) shines forward to 2024 in a half-circle (rainbow); then, from 2024 to 2018, it “warps backward,” crossing at the bases. When light warps backward, we will find pandemics, earthquakes, floods, tornadoes, and social unrest.
We are entering a new age. Ever since the Fall, the spheres of matter and energy have been slipping farther apart, but when they reach the Vesica piscis, the spheres will once more begin to converge. Matter experiences time as running right—>left across each individual disc. But light experiences time as running up—>down across all discs. As we approach the Vesica piscis, the gears of time begin to shift.
We are all being born again, from above. We used to be a tiny flame of light inside a globe of matter. Now we will be a tiny flame of matter inside a globe of light. Throughout history, we’ve been slaves to gravity—but now gravity will be slave to us. In the kingdom of matter, light is not king. But we’re about to leave the kingdom of matter behind us.
Pray with me. Send light, with the full force of your being, to our universe. If there’s a person you don’t particularly like, send him more light, not less. We’re all cross-stitched in the fabric of time, knit together by light’s golden thread. As one body we rise. We must help one another. If someone asks for your cloak, give her your tunic as well. Whatever you do for the least of your brothers, you do for God himself. Send all the love you can summon, to every person, in every dimension. Expect miracles. We have a mighty love inside us, and we’re about to use it.
In the old heaven, the original globe of light—the heaven of the past time signature—we could not know of evil, and remain. In the old earth, while incarnate, we could not escape sin’s original stain.
Yet, while we live, by God’s grace, there is being created for us a new heaven and a new earth, in the future time signature. There, with Mary our mother Earth, we will still have bodies, yet be in paradise. We, who are the last generation—we shall also be the first.
We will make of the whole world a garden. When we walk, we’ll be walking with God. We shall fashion a kingdom of love and peace out of this blackened husk. Our numbers will greatly increase—until they decrease. In the end, there will be only two. We will teach the children what to do, leave them careful instructions. And for a while, they will listen. Until they decide they no longer want
to listen to us.
Then the future will become the past. But this moment is the inverse of that—the past is about to become the future. It’s the dance of entropy and order. Because heaven is not a steady state—if it were, the term would be meaningless. To be itself, heaven must perpetually eclipse itself. To fall, that it may rise.
Wherever there is free will (time), out of order will—eventually—come entropy. But wherever there is light (timelessness), out of entropy will eventually come order. As any storyteller worth her salt can tell you, perfection is just an accident waiting to happen. And chaos is just order that hasn’t happened yet. 0 wants to become 1. 1 wants to become 0.
And they do. The maths of the universe is telling a story. When 0 “slips” and becomes 0 plus 1, God makes a new zero out of their sum, called 1. When 1 slips and becomes 1 plus 1, God makes a new zero out of their sum, called 2. When 2 slips and becomes 2 plus 1, God makes a new zero called 3. When 3 slips and becomes 3 plus 2, God makes a new zero called 5. The resulting Fibonacci sequence represents both growth and time. In truth, all numbers are just ones and zeros. Or, as we say in church: the greater the sin, the greater the grace.
When I was sick, something powerful dawned on me. It had been building for decades, but only when I was down and out, flat on my back, alone and afraid, did it finally rise to the surface and make itself known. The moment I was born, from that very first slap, this world has been trying to bully me. I decided I wasn’t going to be bullied anymore.
And that’s when I started to get better.
We’ve all been here before. Do you remember? This is the part where we take back our world, and make it into the kind of world we want it to be. We’re about to do a major course-correct, to cover our ears and listen to our hearts.
Don’t be fooled: Some would have you believe that this transition from the old to the new time signature is a party to which only few are invited. But that’s not the kind of party God throws. Anyone who tries to alienate you from God—whom you hold within yourself as a candle holds its flame—will only succeed in alienating himself.
Are you ready for the Revolution? This is going to be the peaceful revolution presaged by Moses and Jesus, Gandhi and Martin Luther King. Because the body may be in chains, my friends, but the word of God is not chained—and we all have God’s word within. God is offering us more of his word with each passing minute. We just have to accept, to harmonize, to say Yes. The word of God is the source of life. It is Light itself.
Don’t cower. Stand tall. Spread your wings. Don’t let the haters and the pessimists win. Love. Love everyone—forgive everything. Wherever we find hate, we must greet it with an even greater love. Let the sun shine. It’s time.
The wave of truth is here already. Seize it. Whatever harm was done to you in the past, and whatever harm you caused, bring it to the light and let it go. The gears of time are shifting, and we’re going to shift with it. Now is your chance to begin again.
I am a daily Catholic Mass-goer. I consider Jesus Christ to be the love of my life. The Catholic Church is my path to God, and I love her deeply.
But we have imprisoned God, and imprisoned ourselves. There isn’t only one path to God. There is one God, but many paths. In fact, it’s all a path to God, who indwells everything. When we eat, we eat his body. When we drink, we drink his blood. There is only one God: Life itself.
What is time travel like in real life? You almost don’t realize it’s happening. You just wake up in a different dimension, where instead of turning red, all the lights start turning green. If you’re reading this—and thank you, I know it’s been a lot—you are already ascending. Here’s a bit of music that ought to help finish the job: Do You Hear the People Sing? Sung by 17 Valjeans from around the world.
Either way, we are already saved. Jesus paid for everyone on the cross—all people, of all religions, across all time. Heaven is not a prize for the perfect; it is God’s gift to us. God the Father is like the father in the story of the Prodigal Son. It doesn’t matter what we’ve done; He loves us. When we die, the gates of heaven open and our light reunites with the light of God. Nothing on earth nor in heaven could ever keep us separate from God once we shuffle off this mortal coil. Light is light is light. The Rapture—the transition from the past to the future time signature—is simply how we begin to bring God’s Kingdom to Earth.
How will we spend our final incarnate millennia? I hope to spend mine in a paradise-on-earth, where the lion shall lie down with the lamb, and we shall beat our swords into ploughshares, and walk with God, and have music and wine and love one another for a Golden Age beyond all telling. Yet, regardless of how we spend our final incarnate years, our story does end.
But we are love, and love is eternal. And we are light, and light never dies. Our story has been told and is being told and will be told throughout eternity. Our story never ends, because the exact moment our story ends is the precise instant
—bang—
our story begins.
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always—
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.”
—T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets