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.

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.

We’ve 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.

Light, which is massless, knows no distance (spooky action at a distance), so it has no speed. It is being ensouled in matter that gives light speed. The denser the matter (the higher the M/E), the faster the speed (c).

For light, it is always now. Time does not pass. It dilates. We must learn to see ourselves and our universe through light’s lens. Toward that end, here are some pictures.

First: I should hope the following goes without saying. We have something called the Scientific Method. This model is theoretical and has not yet been put through the rigors of scientific testing. I’m putting it out into the world because I thought it was an idea worth sharing.

 

The past is not dead; it’s still happening. And the future is not a complete mystery; it’s happening now, too. The past is happening more quickly than we are, and the future is happening more slowly—but everything is co-happening. It’s always now.

Time isn’t something solid, like a brick. Time is something we make—I’ll be using the term cycle—moment by moment, like a movie. All illness is quantum because all illness results from errors in the way we cycle time. As the universe accelerates—as the years increase in size—time is slowing down.

When we cycle time too quickly—at the speed of the past—we call it Parkinson’s. Michael J. Fox needs to get back to the future. When we cycle time too slowly—at the speed of the future—we call it ALS. Because the future is cycling time more slowly than we are, we can’t see it; future universes appear to us as black holes. Stephen Hawking, arguably the world’s greatest thinker on black holes, was cycling time at the speed of a black hole himself.

The puns are part of it. Consciousness is structured like a language (in the beginning was the Word). We are the Word being made flesh. Noam Chomsky discusses language and consciousness here.

 

 

We are light. We are far more powerful than we realize. To use our power, we must align with the Light, and work for the greater good. The greatest good is love. Love is our nature and our destiny. When we do not work toward the greater good, we’ll be thwarted. We may succeed temporarily, but we’ll be thwarted in the end.

The Fall of Man was a quantum event, but it can be understood through a biological lens. When we fell, and lost paradise, our light became ensouled—trapped—in matter. It actually became matter. Ever since then, we’ve been climbing our way out. The process by which we climb is evolution. It is not random; it’s the opposite of random. Evolution guides the process by which M/E becomes E. It is form emerging to fulfill function, the ultimate function being freedom. We are becoming light—the light from which we came. We are coming full circle. Time is a circular dimension we cannot see.

We might think of gravity as the “in” dimension of time, and electricity as its “out” dimension. Gravity is light warping backward into matter; electricity is matter warping forward into light. We’re all awash in light, we just can’t see it; our eyes evolved in response to the material world.

Time reverses man’s fall. It is matter becoming energy at the speed of light. 

At the moment of the Big Bang—pure matter—the speed of light is infinite, and there is no time. At the End of Time—pure energy—the speed of light is zero, and there is nothing but time (eternity). As we approach the final years of linear time, it’s not that the world ends—the age ends. We move from the Age of Materialism into the Age of Light.

 

 

 

We’ve been listening to God’s voice through fallen ears. God does not smite, nor threaten, nor damn. God only loves. God is love. We are heading toward an era of peace and love on earth. It is cause for celebration, and a time for kindness and forgiveness toward everyone.

Synchronizing with Time is the key to our health. It’s easier than I thought. Mostly, I had to get out of my own way, eliminate things that were creating “drag” (chemicals, pesticides), let go of negative emotions and memories, and view each day as a fresh creation—as it is. If we step out of the way, the quantum field itself will lift us.

I used to keep a stack of magazines by my bed, and every day, it’d reprimand me: Look at all these issues you haven’t read. I got rid of it. I don’t need it. This world is just a replica—a series of replicas. Everything here is a copy, a simulation. The real world is the immaterial world.

We must always do two things at once: increase our speed, and increase our pH. Increasing pH alone will slow us down. Increasing speed alone will acidify us. Always the two in one: matter contraction and light dilation, in keeping with the quantum field.

 

 

There are two nervous systems. The brain, which reads the collective self through the individual lens; and the gut, which reads the individual self through the collective lens.

When we lag behind time, our metabolic rate is too slow, causing time to run too fast. This creates a computational error as the two nervous systems clash. The brain perceives time running too quickly and assumes it’s in acidosis and needs to slow down. The gut perceives the individual metabolism running too slowly and wants to speed up—but the brain won’t let it. As soon as the metabolic rate increases (generating acid), the brain tells the liver to make ammonia. The metabolism gets a wet blanket right when it needs a match. We should be taking off, but instead we founder.

Call it a pH paradox. The brain thinks we’re in acidosis, when really we’re in alkalosis. The result is we wind up even farther behind than we were. All the ammonia depletes our manganese (via arginase activity), which increases our iron to manganese ratios—and we fall farther back in time.

Time is just an electromagnetic field—a gravity to electricity ratio. In the human body, it can be measured as iron to manganese. In ALS, Fe:Mn is too high. In Parkinson’s, it’s too low. Iron is capable of inserting itself into MnSOD, and perturbing its function. The same is true for manganese in FeSOD.

It’s not exactly that our brains are complete idiots who are ruining everything. The computational error is understandable, because both things are true: we need to speed up, so time can slow down (akin to shifting gears). The pH paradox results from the fact that we are speeding up and becoming light, which has no speed. When we do this, we enter a different time signature—the future.

It’s the opposite for our autistic children. We lag behind time, whereas they’ve surpassed it. We think they’re behind us, when, in fact, they’re ahead. Their basal metabolic rate is too fast, so time has slowed down for them, making it appear as if they’re developing slowly. Here, the brain perceives time running too slowly, and assumes it’s in alkalosis and needs to speed up. The gut, which is smarter than the brain, knows they’re in acidosis and wants to slow them down—but the brain won’t let it. Every time the gut makes ammonia, to put the brakes on metabolism, the brain revs it.

A surfeit of ammonia would have depleted their manganese, which would have increased their iron to manganese ratios, allowing them to fall back to the present time signature. But the metabolic increase cancels the surfeit. The gut tries again, but there’s a cap to how much ammonia the body can tolerate, and when the brain keeps revving metabolism, the body reaches it. As time shifts, we should be catching up to them, but they keep speeding ahead.

So our autistic children are in acidosis? And our elderly are in alkalosis? It depends through which lens you view things. As we age, we cycle at the speed of the past (too slowly—alkalosis). But a pH7 at the past time signature looks like—and, indeed, is—acidosis from the POV of the present (too much sodium and too much matter). The autistic children are cycling at the speed of the future (too fast—acidosis). But a pH7 at the future time signature looks like—and, indeed, is—alkalosis from the POV of the present (too much potassium and too much light).

When the core metabolic rate is too high, the pH is too high, which corrects for it, but also masks it (Autism). When the core metabolic rate is too low, the pH is too low, which corrects for it, but also masks it (Alzheimer’s).

 

 

When we slow down, time speeds up—accelerating aging. The hallmarks of a body that keeps manufacturing ammonia when it’s already in alkalosis are swollen, baggy eyes and muscle wasting. Its effects are systemic, and devastating. We lose the use of our minerals. The 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 (more gravity) makes us gain weight.

After a while, our aging starts to look like stage makeup. It could be 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)

Our matter and energy are constantly spinning into each other, trans-animating—this transanimation is what I mean when I say we “cycle time.” If we are to synchronize with time, it should be taking place at the speed of light—and by that, I mean the proper M/E (matter to energy ratio) for our time signature. When we lag behind time (alkalosis), we don’t make enough light. When we surpass time (acidosis), we make too much.

When we lag behind time, our mass-energy equivalence gets skewed toward matter. Instead of gravity and electricity in the body, we get their material “precipitates”: iron and oxalate. Iron may be thought of as gravity in physical form. And oxalate (a crystal found in plants capable of photosynthesis) may be thought of as light. Oxalate crystal, or any crystal, is essentially stored light—light that’s cycling time more quickly than its own speed, and is therefore material rather than immaterial.

Inside cells that accumulate iron and oxalate, a switch gets flipped. The DNA reads a high matter to energy ratio, and syncs with the wrong time signature. The rest of the organism continues to adapt to the ever-changing dynamics of time, but these cells remain in the past. Later, if they want to self-correct, they’re trapped by the pH paradox (this is why Dr. Tullio Simoncini had such success). Contrary to our perception, it’s not that these cells 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 (c) using an old equation that has more matter and less energy. It’s still c, but it’s what c would be if we lived in a faster, higher-gravity universe. Cancerous cells are healthy cells that are cycling time too quickly—at the speed of the past.

 

 

At the quantum level, the arrow of time runs both ways, meaning there are no eggs and no chickens; there are only chickeneggs. We might say that having an M/E that’s too high causes us to sync with the lower pH of the past time signature. Or we might say that having a pH that’s too low skews our M/E toward the past and causes time to contract.

The DNA is our code, and it’s protean. It’s designed to perceive the changing dynamics of time and adapt accordingly (epigenetics). This is why the environment—as both body and world—is so important to our development. 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. It evolves in real time as it syncs with the E of our time signature. We only see a change when it doesn’t match.

If the DNA cannot read what time signature it’s in, it cannot adapt. Individual cells—or, indeed, the entire organism—are “left behind” in a past dimension with a higher M/E.

Different areas of the world will enter the future at different speeds. The M/E in the region of the South Atlantic Anomaly, over which the 7/2/2019 eclipse will soon pass, is already lower than it is here. Some people there have already synced with a slower time signature, i.e. one with more electricity and less gravity, and are experiencing faster matter contraction and light dilation, as evinced in the Atacama skeleton.

The self we see is a composite that encases a twinned reality. When we have too little intracellular sodium, the pump is too weak; our material body is too large and our light body is too small. We’re in the past; too much of our energy is dark (M/E is too high for our time signature) (plays a role in ME/CFS). When we have too much intracellular sodium, the pump is too strong; our material body is too small and our light body is too large. We’re in the future; too much of our matter is dark (M/E is too low for our time signature) (plays a role in Autism).

I have experienced the future time signature for brief episodes. My metabolism shifted—burning fat to make light, instead of carbohydrate to make matter. I modulated my pH (first with thiamine, later with taurine), my sodium channels opened, and my polarity flipped. I felt wonderful—strong, light on my feet, clear-headed, and happy. But then time “caught up” with me, and my poles flipped back. Then I accelerated, and they flipped again. Escaping gravity and “getting out in front” of time can be a herky-jerky process. When time was contracting, matter that was not animal, nor vegetable, nor mineral—plastics, man-made chemicals, etc.—was toxic and intolerable to be around. Sometimes I pray: Make this the best of all possible worlds.

When I turned forty, nine years ago, I got sick with chronic illness that defied explanation. It felt as if I were dying, but they kept telling me nothing was wrong. I didn’t listen; I listened to my body instead. What was the problem? I was iron-toxic—too magnetic—so I was cycling time too quickly, and not in the right quantum field. My iron toxicity was “hidden,” meaning on blood work, my iron panel was normal—but my RBC manganese was low. What matters isn’t iron per se; it’s the iron to manganese ratio.

One reason a brain might misperceive which time signature it’s in is calcified manganese (in the case of ME/CFS) or calcified iron (in the case of Alzheimer’s) in the pineal gland. The pineal gland is where I believe temporal location (perception by the brain of itself in time) takes place. Anil Seth discusses proprioception very succinctly and elegantly here.

My friend Heather has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Her brain is trying to maintain a pH that’s too high. Her software knows she’s in the present, but her brain thinks she’s in the future. Because her core metabolic rate has been upregulated (hence the crushing fatigue), we don’t see that her pH is too high. It’s as if the acidity of the metabolic rate is canceling out the alkalinity of the deranged pH—which may be exactly what the metabolic increase is designed to do.

 

 

My mother has Alzheimer’s. Her brain is trying to maintain a pH that’s too low. Her software knows she’s in the present, but her brain is stuck in the past. In other words, the “soft” or immaterial part of the pineal gland knows what time it really is. But the “hard” or physical pineal gland itself has mineral calcification that throws its ability to read time off.

Again, it’s chickeneggs. We might say calcification of the pineal gland leads us to cycle time at the wrong speed. Or we might say cycling time at the wrong speed leads to calcification of the pineal gland.

Deranged pH causes taurine wasting, which means loss of bile production and impaired fat digestion, hence loss of lipid membrane integrity, so nutrients can’t get in, and waste can’t get out. One of the things that gets “locked out” of cells is insulin, making Alzheimer’s akin to a kind of insulin resistance or “diabetes” in the brain. Taurine recovers cognitive deficits in Alzheimer model mice.

For the material body, sodium revs metabolism while potassium slows it (think adrenals). And iodine revs metabolism while lithium slows it (think thyroid). My friend Heather’s metabolism is too fast, but her alkalinity (potassium) is too high, so she’s stuck. My mother’s metabolism is too slow, but her acidity (sodium) is too high, so she’s stuck.

For matter, alkalinity applies the brake. But for light, the brake is applied with acidity.

In my friend Heather’s case, her ME/CFS is so severe that she’s experiencing skin bronzing (a common symptom of iron toxicity). Her body has located itself in the future, so it’s producing additional melanin, calling for more light. Premature babies do the same thing. They were not done “unfurling” in time; to them, the present time signature is the future.

Having Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is like wearing a gravity suit. Gravity- (iron-) toxicity is the central mechanism of aging and death. Experiencing the simulated iron-toxicity of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is like dying while you’re still alive.

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.”

During the first part of his life, Lou “The Iron Horse” Gehrig was wielding the force of gravity; during the latter part, he was succumbing to it. When the M/E ratio is low, and time runs slowly, light is stronger than gravity. When the M/E ratio is high, and time runs quickly, it’s weaker.

Right now, I’m in the middle of a software update. My body is speeding up and syncing with a slower time signature. My skin is itching like crazy; I’m retaining fluid, especially around the eyes and ankles; and my sense of balance and circadian rhythm are both off. It feels a bit like altitude sickness. It’s also not uncommon to vomit, although I don’t seem to be vomiting this time around. While my metabolism is being revved (e.g. during the night), I may start sweating. This should have been happening on a daily basis, but I’m behind, so it’s an adjustment. I’ve been strengthening my pineal gland (sunlight, sun-gazing, grounding, iodine, guayusa tea), so it’s able to read the time signature more clearly.

The functioning of the pineal gland is extremely important. The fluorine found in many prescription drugs can damage it (but iodine undoes this). 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.

In the past, things that helped me heal myself were coffee enemas or suppositories (no relation), iodine, magnesium, manganese, micro-dose lithium, the active form of B6 (P5P), and the active form of B1 (benfotiamine). But recently, the most powerful supplements I take (and sometimes the only supplements I take) are green coffee (metabolic increase) and taurine (electricity). Taurine, which is the most abundant free amino acid in the heart and nervous system, supports the brain, heart, gallbladder, eyes, and vascular system, and is sometimes called a “wonder molecule.” I think it helps me transition by supporting membrane stability. Fat and copper together also seem integral to my body’s ability to make light.

I also do well with conjugated linoleic acid or CLA (found in grass-fed meat and dairy), lemon essential oil (orally or transdermally), an infrared BioMat, natural vitamin C, potassium bicarbonate foot baths, and naps. When I first needed to change time signatures, I needed quite a bit of purified natural salt. (“Keep salt in yourselves, and you will have peace with one another.” Mark 9:50 NABRE)

But that’s just me, and I’m still learning. I don’t have all the answers, but, collectively, we do, and we will figure this out. Learn how to muscle-test yourself. Some adults, like me, will need to speed up so time can slow down. The autistic children need to slow down so time can speed up.

While we’re in an adaptive valley, small doses of helpful things can hurt us instead. Unless it’s enough to push us over the hill, high-energy input (high-oxalate foods, vitamin B6, sunlight) can be paradoxically damaging. We make it halfway up the hill, then roll back down into the valley. Rather than transporting us to a different time signature, they only make us spin faster in the one we’re in.

Again, we’ve had it backward. When say we’re “over the hill,” really, we’re behind it.

This is not intended as medical advice. I’m sharing what I’ve learned, in the hope of helping others. I have no financial relationship with any company I link to, and am not part of any Amazon “affiliates” program.

Learn to trust the light that lives within you. The forecast is sun, yet you find yourself reaching for an umbrella. Don’t question; just do it. We cling desperately to reason when what’s needed is intuition. Reason (the brain) sees only one slice; intuition (the gut) sees the whole pie. What do I mean by intuition? I mean I’m an English major who hasn’t taken a science class since high school.

God whispers to the weak because we don’t know enough to resist. The speed of light should be zero? OK. What else have you got?

God whispers to all of us, and as the quantum field continues to ascend, we’ll be able to hear his voice with greater and greater clarity.

Destiny and Buckyballs. The life of timelessness is our real life. This life is, effectively, a simulation. The physical body is only an avatar, a material representation of who we really are. Matter is light that’s warping backward; “sin” is stitched into the very fabric of this world. But so is salvation. Salvation and ascension are twinned and are both perpetual. At every moment, the gears of time are lifting the universe toward the realm of timelessness.

Jesus—Logos—is the image of the Word. He is God as man, light as matter. 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-authors, and our words help guide our future. We see ourselves as individuals, and our sentence as separate from everyone else’s. But in truth, we’re all knit together.

In this phase of our evolution, energy is increasing, the universe is expanding, and time is slowing down. When energy increases to the point where all the information is everywhere at once, expansion will cease and time will stop (Omega). When we go one step further, all the information will be compressed into a single dot, and time will start (Alpha). But whether it’s standing still, or starting, or somewhere in between, time is time is time. It may exist in various states of collapse, but regardless of what’s visible to us, all the information is always 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.

I was born June 7, 1969. But, actually, 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 by a couple of weeks, so my gestation was truncated. I arrived early, meaning I arrived late.

In the 1967 sphere, my M/E (matter to energy ratio) would have been correct. But in the larger, 1969 sphere—which was a future time signature for me—my M/E was too high. I had digestive problems, would eat only orange foods (vitamin A can help us manage high iron/gravity) and was often inconsolable. One of the few things that would console me is if my parents put me in a 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 iron (gravity) burden is at a tipping point, where if I continue to fall farther behind time, it will require me to make higher and higher amounts of energy to keep pace with the speed of light—and we need to be able to keep pace with the speed of light in order to conceive. When I’m iron-toxic, and am cycling time at the past time signature, I lose my period. When I ascend to the higher, slower dimension, it comes back. At the future time signature, 49 is still a very young age at which to bear children.

When I first discovered I was iron-toxic, and took high doses of thiamine (plus some magnesium) for a couple of weeks (benfotiamine 600 mg/day), I 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 was in the right universe.

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 increase tumor growth, but megadoses will halt it. (Perhaps because low doses fail to push us over the hill, and only cause us to spin faster within our old time signature.)

Iron in the brain is not beneficial to mental health. In addition to depression/anxiety, feelings of derealization, and short-term memory loss, when I was very iron-toxic, I also experienced rage—an inexplicable, alien rage that alarmed and almost frightened me. A rage that might be better termed fury.

Every week, there’s a new mass shooting. Like everyone else, I watch the news in mystified horror. But unlike most everyone else, there’s 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. 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.

The future is female—but it’s female in a way that doesn’t exclude men. Feminine power includes both women (xx) and men (xy), and is not the power of the oppressor. It’s the power of the group.

The M/E, which can be measured as iron to manganese, is paramount to health and is how the body locates itself in time. When it’s too high, we have too much matter, and are effectively in the past. When it’s too low, we have too much light, and are effectively in the future.

In our autistic children, the vaccines—which are perceived by the immune system as an infectious threat—are causing their bodies to sequester their iron. (Iron fuels pathogenic virulence.) This is skewing their iron to manganese ratios and making them insufficiently magnetic and overly electric for our time signature. They’re cycling time at the speed of the future, so they appear from our perspective to be developing slowly. Boys are more vulnerable to the vaccines than girls because boys have higher iron to manganese ratios.

I have a high iron to manganese ratio (my iron panel is normal, but my RBC manganese is low), and in some ways, my body reads me as a boy. I’ve had two affairs with women. Manganese—which is necessary for bone growth, as well as for the production of sex hormones—may have been running low at a critical moment in my development. My forefinger is shorter than my ring finger—its growth “stunted”—which is atypical for women, and is known to be associated with lesbianism. My mother, who has also had an affair with a woman, has the same “male” finger ratio.

While it’s not yet clear whether the in utero 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 and travels to 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 became matter. But then—hallelujah—matter became light. Time is light and matter trading places in a crystalline dance, and sometimes light appears to win, and sometimes 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.

Everything in the universe is one, and everything in the universe is us. There are no real enemies and no real pathogens; there are only greater or lesser degrees of entropy.

When I’m cycling time properly, copper can bestow its numerous benefits, including helping to generate ATP, reduce inflammation, and induce apoptosis. When I lag behind time, my copper warps backward (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 is pathogenesis. Manganese warps backward as Borrelia burgdorferi, resulting in Lyme disease. Copper warps backward as Blastocystis hominis, resulting in excess “yeast.” Cobalt (B12) warping backward results in MS (Multiple Sclerosis). Zinc (the body’s 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.

When we surpass time, our minerals warp forward. Minerals warping forward is seraphogenesis. Zinc warps forward as Saint Michael. Cobalt warps forward as Saint Gabriel (we depict Mary’s cloak as bright blue because she was overshadowed by Gabriel at the Annunciation). Copper warps forward as Saint Raphael, whose name means “It Is God Who Heals.” They manifest as beings of light because they’re cycling time more quickly than we are, so from our perspective, they appear to give off light.

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.

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 things are the problem. Avoid. I was getting ready to fill my car with gas last night, 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.

We’ve done so much to damage our natural state of health. Chemicals and pesticides, fear and anger instead of love and forgiveness, adding iron to the food supply. Since WWII, all bread and pasta in the U.S. has been “enriched” with iron. The iron to manganese ratio is critical to health; adding iron to the food supply while simultaneously leaching out manganese through the use of chemical pesticides (e.g. glyphosate) is an almost diabolically ingenious recipe for illness of every stripe. Not only does it damage our own iron to manganese ratios, it damages them in every other life form, so even when we eat—which should lift us—we’re constantly sinking lower, and never have a chance to correct ourselves. Sadly, we’ve been poisoning our pets, too.

But we can change all this, and we’re going to. Until we decontaminate the food supply, bless your food before you eat it. Hold out both hands and say: Be made clean. During my recovery, I adopted a powerful new diet. I eat anything I want, but if it isn’t organic, I don’t put it in my mouth.

It’s shocking, yes. Yet isn’t this, deep down, something we’ve feared all along? Whenever a drug-company commercial plays on TV in the background 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’ll 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 preference for storytelling that has the whiff of realism. If I lived a hundred years from now, and picked up a dystopian novel in which people treated their illnesses the way we treat ours today, it’d seem so absurd as to be cartoonish, and I’d put the book down.

Mold is matter that’s 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’re accelerating through space, so time is slowing down for them. It’s as if they’re constantly moving up the cone of the multiverse to the future time signature. Our common ancestors—our descendants—who lived at the equator were synced with the slower time signature. They were constantly losing gravity and gaining light, and they developed more melanin in their skin, to help them utilize it.

While we all have light within us, our black and brown brothers and sisters have even more. And the forces of darkness know this, and try to keep them down.

The “forces of darkness”? They’re the forces of light, warping backward. The answer isn’t to kill them; it’s to help them change direction. The forces of darkness and the forces of light are both we ourselves.

When I was at my sickest, and desperately needed to experience time more slowly (to gain light), my skin bronzed. Skin bronzing is a common symptom of high iron. I also had sound and light hypersensitivity because time was cycling too quickly for me—sensory stimuli hitting me with too much force. I didn’t have ME/CFS (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome). I had a mild case of genuine iron toxicity. ME/CFS is—in my opinion—a severe case of faux iron toxicity. Because I’m still somewhat iron- (gravity-) 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 switch time signatures. 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—up or down the cone—all the time; I did it when I healed myself. By simultaneously increasing my body’s energy production and its pH, I stopped constantly slipping down through time. Instead, I began to ascend.

There are other ways to climb. We climb by our choices. Love lifts us to the higher dimensions, where time runs more slowly—feeling love, making love, being love. Things like sugar and alcohol also lift us, but afterward, they can leave us lower than we started, i.e. so depleted in thiamine, which is so central to the Krebs (energy) cycle, that we have trouble even keeping pace with our old time signature. This is the damaging nature of addiction.

Music can also lift us. Music helps us remember who we are. Those standing ovations that last forty, sixty, eighty minutes? The audience members have entered the slower time signature. They’re losing gravity and gaining light.

What, actually, is light? Light flows through whatever path we provide and stops whenever we block the path. Of itself, it neither stops nor starts; it is we who obstruct or open to it. Light is timeless, massless, infinite, and (as Max Planck first demonstrated) intelligent. It shines forth—its only axis is time. In a manner of speaking, it is time. The totality of Light is the totality of Time. In this realm, we see each only partially. But time and light are both discrete and collective, both particle and wave.

Have you ever driven on a highway beneath a bank of clouds that seems neither to approach nor recede but to hover motionless as you speed beneath it? That’s actually an accurate way to picture it. Light never really goes anywhere. When light speeds up, matter contracts, time dilates, and it becomes more itself. We may observe matter contraction/light dilation in the fourth state of water experiment.

In our astronauts, their viruses are re-activating and their bones are demineralizing because they are accelerating into the future time signature. Their bodies are approaching the speed of light—becoming light—but their brains are still tethered to our time signature, meaning they’re trying to maintain a pH that’s too low for them. The faster our speed, the higher our pH must be. We must always experience matter contraction and light dilation in tandem.

Aside from the pineal gland, another place my body seems to read time—pH—is my mouth. Dental hygiene: it’s not just for teeth. Also: the surface of my skin. The more acidic my environment, the farther in the past my brain will locate me.

Time is triune. And God is triune, too. There’s the God of the past time signature, who is the God of the Old Testament, God the Father. There’s the God of the present time signature, who is Jesus, the light of the world. And there’s the God of the future time signature, who is the Holy Spirit, who unites all as one. The voice of God differs 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’re 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’re 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 good and 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 mean to lose heaven. To fall, as Lucifer fell—from the kingdom of light to the kingdom of matter. Before the fall, he is Lucifer. After the fall, he is Adam. We are all children of light, and also children of matter.

God is all-loving and his mercy knows no bounds. He 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: we exiled ourselves.

Since then, we’ve been listening to God’s voice through fallen ears. Have you ever played a record at the wrong speed? That’s what it’s like. To be warping backward in this dimension is the only hell any of us will ever know. To be warping backward 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 living 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, in order to tell a story. The story being told endlessly by the light of heaven is the story of creation. It’s being told in the one true language, which is without words.

Jesus traveled to earth to atone for our original sin. Meaning: He lifted the sphere of time back up so it was one with the globe of light again. Through him, God was 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 forget we ever had this life of pain. It’s only the story we tell. When we reunite with God, we are God, and we cannot give him anything. Now—in this fallen, separate life—is our only chance to serve him. And so we offer him all our sorrow, all our tears, all our stories. And out of suffering, he makes beauty. The story being told endlessly by the light of heaven is our story—the story we’re all living here on earth. In every dimension, it’s always the same. In the end, there’s 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’s 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 his children, 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. 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 us that does not serve. Lucifer/Adam’s disobedience—like Judas’ betrayal—is an essential part of our 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 was 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 was Pentecost, when the Apostles—all of us—received 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 have to be 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 both indwell the present. Heaven and hell are other dimensions; hell is the past time signature, and heaven is the future.

To ascend, we don’t have to physically go anywhere. Traveling to another dimension isn’t like it is in movies. There’s no DeLorean; we do not 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 with hope with each passing moment. Ascending to a future dimension 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. Let the dogs bark and the guards sleep. Just unlock the door, and walk away.

Peter asks: “How many times should I forgive my brother? Seven times?” and Jesus answers: “Not seven times. Seventy times seven times.” Any given year resonates with a future year that’s 7 years ahead of it, and a past year that’s 70 years behind.

We’re not accustomed to envisioning time as functioning in this fashion, but in fact, the full moons of 3/31/1866 and 3/2/1942 and 1/31/2018 were all the same moon, being seen on the same night. We’re just seeing it from different time signatures, where time is running at different speeds. (What is 7 years we experience as closer to 6, because at the future time signature, time is slowing down.) 1936 resonates with both 1942 and with 1866. 2012 resonates with both 2018 and with 1942. And lastly, and most importantly, at the end of the Age, 2018 resonates with both 2024 and with 1948 (the birth of Israel).

 

We are entering the New Age. We’re all being born again, from above. We used to be a tiny flame of light inside a globe of matter. We’re about to become 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 all the others. If there’s someone in the world you don’t particularly like, send her more light, not less. We’re all cross-stitched in this universe, knit together by light’s golden thread. As one body, we rise or fall. We must help one another. If a brother asks for your cloak, give him 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 original sin’s 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 will cultivate a kingdom of love and peace out of this blackened husk. Our numbers will 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

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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, it must eclipse itself. To fall, that it may rise.

Where there’s free will (time), out of order will—eventually—come entropy. But where there’s God (timelessness), out of entropy will eventually come order. As any storyteller worth her salt can tell you, chaos is just order that hasn’t happened yet. And perfection is just an accident waiting to happen. 1 wants to become 0. And 0 wants to become 1.

And they do. The math of the universe is telling our 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 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 series represents both growth and time, as light becomes matter becomes light. In truth, all numbers are just 0s and 1s.

No matter how far we fall, God lifts us. Or, as they 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 on my back, alone and afraid, barely able to think or move, did it finally rise to the surface and make itself known. From that very first slap, this world has been bullying 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 world we really want it to be. We’re about to do a major course-correct, to break free of the chains with which we’ve imprisoned ourselves, to finally cover our ears and listen to our hearts.

I try to be discriminating, careful, and smart. But I no longer look for my health and wellness wisdom in the ‘science’ that insists on being ratified by randomized, double-blind, placebo-controlled clinical trials. Randomized, double-blind, placebo-controlled clinical trials are funded by drug companies, and drug companies are not my idea of what it means to be healthy and well. Our science must evolve as we ourselves are evolving.

And don’t be fooled: many would have you believe that the transition from the Old to the New 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 have within you as a candle has 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 moment that passes. 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 everyone everything. Wherever we find hate, we must meet 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, or 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’m 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 is not only one path to God. There is one God, but many paths. In fact, it’s all a path to God, who indwells everything in the universe. When we eat, we eat his body. When we drink, we drink his blood. There is only one God: Life.

Tikkun olam. To heal ourselves, we must heal our world. The man-made chemicals, pesticides, plastics are not capable of time contraction and light dilation at the same speed as we are. They’re holding us back. When we ascend, they give off hideous fumes as they decay backward from the netherworld, emitting Hawking radiation.

What’s time travel like in real life? You almost don’t know 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’re 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’re 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. God the Father is 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 fly open and our light reunites with the light of God. There is nothing on earth or in heaven that could keep us separate once we shuffle off this mortal coil. Light is infinite and indivisible: light is light is light. The Rapture—this transition from the present to the future time signature—is only a matter of how we spend our final incarnate years. I hope to spend mine in a paradise-on-earth, where the lion will lie down with the lamb, and we shall beat our swords into plowshares, and walk with God, and enjoy music and wine and love one another for a golden age of a thousand years. But regardless of how we spend our final 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 all eternity. Our story never ends. Because the moment our story ends is the precise moment

—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