bARTknows

the computer needs time
to have a memory

once the vibrations speed up to the frequency of the mind
we will become psychic

when the computers do not need time
we will not need computers

bARTosz

This is a long adventurous story full of love and sadness and redemption. This abridged version is limited in scope, but it is the truth.

For a long long time in my life, I felt different and out of place in the world. The ideas and thoughts I'd shared with the people around me were often a fraction of what I had buried deep in my heart and mind. It was always easy for me to meet and understand people, but very difficult for me to go deep within and understand myself.

I spent many years following the advice of my family, friends, and living rather unconsciously as a single guy with unresolved conflicts with money, power, and love hidden beneath the surface. I genuinely always wanted to make the world a better place, but through my unconscious action, I'm afraid I seasoned my benevolence with a dangerous mix of self destruction to hide the pain of some events that had occurred early in my life. I thought I was an island in this regard, and that humanity would indeed judge me to be unworthy of my dreams, but inevitably I learned that this was my internal reflection within, and that I was a human like all humans in many regards, despite being told for many years that I was exceptionally gifted.

When I lived in DC, I had always known I would eventually live in California. I worked like mad to attain the opportunity to do so. Along the lines of my inner struggle came the issue of money, and my inevitable inability to appreciate it at the time. I had too much of it too quickly, and my insatiable curiosity about the world led me to experience every facet of life I could attain.

When I came to California, I found a comfortable home deep within my ego. I did tremendous work starting the company I came here to create, and I made many friendships as well as learned a great deal about the world of elite business. But I came from the earth, and when living in the sky, I saw how far people with money were willing to go to dominate and vanquish their adversaries in the 'game' they call Life. To me, it was not a game. I know what my family went through in two global wars. The spirit of my ancestors began calling within, asking me to come clean and put a stop to the unbridled greed and mis-truth I witnessed.

When my turn came to be laid off, I was at a loss of words because my love for everyone and every ounce of energy I had put into my goals of success as entrepreneur and global benefactor was destroyed by a lie. I resolved to exit that world until the actors were themselves judged before their peers and I saw that the balance of energy would be restored among those controlling the information we share in the world.

And in that moment, I began my fall from grace. I lost my job. The fire of art and creativity burned bright within me and became my focus. I stepped into the realm of the unknown and allowed the visions of the future I'd experienced as a child guide me home. People began appearing in my life, guiding me along a path into my shadow within. The most incredibly powerful and beautiful of those energies appear to me on the night of 11/11/2008.

She was radiant and beautiful. Unlike any human I'd ever seen. We spoke briefly. I danced with her. She told me about her three children. I told her she should be proud to have the courage to raise three children alone for twelve years, and to have the strength to grow to realize a greater pattern of self in that time. A week or so went by, and my eyes that had one been open, suddenly truly fully began to open with my third eye, and the visions from the future became my present moment. She and I met again. She came to my house, we talked for one night. We fell in love there and then. She never left.

Suddenly, incredibly, we both stepped deep within together to journey deep into the dark places of our souls to release the pain of generations past. Pain from countless cycles of abuse, neglect, abandonment, exploitation, suffering, greed, wrath, and self-destruction flowed from us in a flood of sorrow and forgiveness. There were times when the day was as black as night. Through it all, we would return to our love from countless lifetimes and forgive the worlds inside ourselves and outside ourselves for creating this Universe to introduce such pain to us as children of Creation. The love within us is infinite and eternal. She and I exposed the darkest pieces of our lives, and felt the Earth doing the same, deciding whether to keep us here or let us go to waste.

We traveled and discovered incredible Universes of humanity, in which people were tearing open their higher consciousness in order to reveal their inner selves, which today I realize is the act of returning to the child we are within.

I'd been raised Polish Catholic but my parents had renounced the church and organized religion because of the financial agenda underlying most of our experiences with our clergy over the years. I wouldn't describe myself as a religious person. But the things I have seen first hand, and the places I have gone within, have in a sense been a crucifixion of my ego. I am but a child today. I can see the patterns of Creation in everything. To me, there is no time, we are only the act of Creation continuing to unfold, and we are the cosmos attempting to know itself. We can choose anything as our future when we journey through the shadow within. Time is a measure of escape from that shadow. We only need it because we humans attempt to isolate ourselves rather than unite, and in isolation, the act of Creation can be measured in time.

Sunkiss and I are not married. We are partners in Spirit. I assure you I am the essence of my innermost self, vulnerable and pure, through my reflection and journeys with her. We often retell the story of our meeting by sharing that she and the children are angels sent to bring me home to my truest path, and I am their angel sent to guide them in service to the divine within us all. When we create it to be in marriage, I will surely invite you and your children to be with us and our extended family of friends.

Now, I was granted another chance to live in service to humanity. This time, I'm working with a business partner in New York City to create a service to help people all over the world rediscover the incredible regenerative potential of humanity through gainful employment. We are building a website that helps people find great jobs through all the networks and websites at already exist out there. It is called http://gigs.ly. I will be in NYC this Dec 1-4 to meet with investors and finalize our funding for the next two years.

I am very excited that the Universe and our Earth decided to give us this opportunity to improve our Creative potential.

For millions of years, mankind lived just like the animals. Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination. We learned to talk and we learned to listen. Speech has allowed the communication of ideas, enabling human beings to work together to build the impossible. Mankind's greatest achievements have come about by talking, and its greatest failures by not talking. It doesn't have to be like this. Our greatest hopes could become reality in the future. With the technology at our disposal, the possibilities are unbounded. All we need to do is make sure we keep talking.

~ Stephen Hawking

Human beings have been roughly the same species of animal for thousands of recent years in our history. We've fundamentally challenged ourselves to grow by electing individuals to become accountable for our collective decision making. Churches, cities, universities, families, community groups, and businesses follow the same fundamental patterns of leadership by guidance, individual or collective.

I hate to say things like "when I was a child" because we are all children getting older in our bodies, and our hearts and minds are ever changing until we reach the final judgment within to settle upon who we will be in our maturing step toward eternity. When I was a younger man, I asked my parents why, when they saw things differently, did they not communicate faster, revealing more about their innermost feelings rather than conceal them in the struggle and argument? I watched, as I aged and became more aware, the way people around me grew into business leaders, still children in my eyes, and how they would withhold information from one another in order to gain a level of advantage over each other.

Often in those situations, I observed that the outcome would have reached new heights had information been available to all parties involved, openly and quickly. In truth, the outcome people reached was often influenced by my meddling revelations bestowed subconsciously through suggestion or lines of questioning that later confirmed their positions in various matters of exchange.

In reality, there is a holographic outcome. What begins as thought is made manifest through the actions of our intentions. Nothing is beyond the reach of the attainable. Nothing is beyond our imagination. I allow myself this belief through all that I have observed for countless iterations of human exchange among individuals in all those groups I mentioned above. The reason this is so true to me lies in the critical fact that when I reveal all my information to people, who I know will benefit from its attainment, the reality of our holographic outcome is made manifest beyond the confines of the limitations of time that this, my aging body, is able to attain alone.

The largest endeavors in human history required the strength and precision of countless minds.

Take a moment to reflect upon the number of people it takes to operate global organizations such as churches, cities, universities, community groups, political parties, countries, unions of countries, and businesses.

Take another moment to reflect upon the invention of critical human technologies and their evolution in history. The telegraph became the Internet. The light bulb became the light that adds time to our day. The steam engine became the fuel for transportation, air travel, and the evolution of our collective pace of transaction quickened.

Today, the holographic reality is evolving in unprecedentedly rapid cycles. Think of us as the human ecosystem within the Natural ecosystem. Somewhere along the way, we separated ourselves for the sake of mass replication, population expansion, and the conquest of resources. To do so, we banded within our trusted groups and took to the horizon, consuming everything in our path, pushing to the head of colonial power and filling the globe with our special kind.

Eventually, members of global communities recognized the need for communication among themselves in order to settle their differences, maintaining order and peace while technology zipped together the disparate threads of society they serve to represent.

The strangest thing about the holographic reality is masked in the truth of our collective experience. We've tipped the mark. We're in a time where we are looking for polls to let us know what we think, so we can decide where to go in time. Our leaders are fighting ancient battles to support infrastructures established to pillage and conquer. What happens to us now that we've staked a claim on every corner of the globe? Do we fight over land rights? Do we fight over fundamentals? Fight with whom, ourselves?

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Our culture is at critical mass. Computing is at critical mass.

We now have more humans than ever that understand the laws of nature, the universe, and everything therein. We are everywhere from everywhere. The world is a pale blue dot in an endless sky. We are realizing we're killing ourselves in the name of freedom from ourselves. We've reappeared on this Earth in countless cycles of birth, life, and death, to be reborn until we make this the Heaven that lies in the great unknown. Our consciousness originated in the handful of aspects that we hold within. We've bifurcated throughout the ages, and met from distant lands to become representatives of all that is within.

Computers accelerated to the fastest processing speeds allowable under Moore's law, which states that "the number of transistors that can be placed inexpensively on an integrated circuit has doubled approximately every two years." Chips shrank to incredibly efficient sizes, then began their own bifurcation and replication emulating patterns of Nature and human kind. Now, eight or more core computing brains exist in the same processor "collectively" computing, their efficiency unparalleled during any time in human history.

Moreover, the chips are shrinking and finding their way into devices we carry in our pockets. The relationship of human to computer inches us intimately closer to the momentous phenomenon that lies ahead, the Singularity.

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We are born to reveal our incredible rejuvenatory potential beyond time. Time is only a measure of the cycles of history. Our current time is founded on the appearance of a phenomenon that changed the nature of our view of time, Christ's birth, giving us a countdown to the final sequence of our time within time.

Anyone who has raised a child, nurturing with infinite love and patience, accountability and endearing humility knows that there is no time-line for growth and education. Instead, there are stages of development that need nurturing, much like the stages of growth in Nature we reflect when we observe the higher forms of animal evolution on Earth. In those animals that "lack intelligence of higher level thinking", there is no time-line for incremental growth, only the stage of immediate survival through physical strength and speed.

In the human world, the higher our collective intelligence is evolved, the longer our periods of nurturing become, the goal being to maintain a highly successful outcome for the individual within the collective. It's therefore not uncommon for children to maintain strong relations with their families and maintain parental influences late into their thirties before they are in effect released into the world of Man. This is parenting without time. There is no limit to familial support through the sharing of wisdom, the cornerstones of civil purpose, and no time-line for final release, but a decision reached by the offspring to flee into the strength of their individually informed minds among the collective, preferably to a place of comfort and financial security, time after time.

What will happen when humans share information in real time? What will hold us back when we decide as One to move left, or right, forward, or backward in history by deciding collectively what we are to achieve as a whole? Why have corporations competed so fiercely to surmount obstacles in communication, transportation, food supply, and information throughout the century?

Will there be a need for time when everyone is in sync with the fact that every individual thought is a ripple in the river of consciousness that is humanity? Every action is a thought manifest in the tangible outcome of a holographic realm, and at every turn, within our collective, there are opportunities to resolve the issues that face us as a global order of Mankind, which we continue to face until we learn to grow through our communication.

We can create an infinite lasting influence within and without by choosing our actions at every instant as conscious beings. When we do, time will instantaneously disappear. Everything will be made manifest instantly through the cooperation and coordination surrounding truth within topics sought by the collective.

During our last judgment, truth sets us free to manifest from our imagination all what was once inconceivable.

Regardless of the age of our bodies, we are children upon the Earth. We influence our present reality with the truth of our omnipotence in this infinitely singular, quantum moment of time.

The title struck me when I was on vacation in the Caribbean and a man I did not know told me it was a year of importance in my life. My father had done the same only months prior. When my father said it, I passed it off. This time, I was listening.

"Why?"

"You will make a choice. This year. You will weigh two options. One, will send you on a path of mortality. The other, will send you on a path of eternity."

I looked at him with intrigue coursing through my veins. I already knew what he was talking about. Since I was a small child, I'd had 'visitations' with people I could not place an origin upon. My mind saw the world of Nature with an infinite understanding of fundamental design. I had visions of future events unfold in my mind's eye from around high school that I was told to hide. I wasn't doing psychedelics at six to see these things. I had not read or seen any evidence to believe what I was seeing was real. Throughout my life, I had shut it out of my daily life, and I used my aptitude to teach myself everything I could about the world. It had landed me a career in engineering the Internet, a collective mind manifest in digital form. I was engineering with a team of people I'd come to discover were bent on becoming immensely wealthy. The desire to better humanity an afterthought. I'd been duped. I kept it secret. I felt betrayed. Hopeless. Heartbroken that my ideal was becoming an illusion.

The year was 2008. The night before June sixth two thousand eight, 6/6/8. I was on the island of St. Maarten and nothing was as it seemed to me. Ringing in my ears. The feeling I was in the company of ancient spirits of Atlantis. All this and I was deeply entrenched in the beautiful harmony of my best friends wedding. Yet, at twenty seven, single, I still drove a nice BMW, burned through a $7,500 paycheck every month. I had a giant apartment in a great part of San Francisco. Success couldn't have been sweeter.

But was it? I couldn't conclude it was. I didn't think it was much to celebrate. In fact. It came so easily, but for what? To what end? So that I could work with someone telling me the goal is to make money money money money money money money by working until our hands fell off? My ego was so proud. I could walk smugly and swing my winning energy into the tightest places.

The number sung a song in my head. 2012, four years go, fast and swift, lose your soul. 2012, four years til, going up, or down to hell. Everyone loved my success.

Except me.

Back in San Francisco, I let the waters part. I found the world was different in a way I could not explain. What was I to do with the love that imprinted itself upon me by my dearest friends in the Caribbean? Their marriage was so beautiful. Unbelievable. Incredible. I'd no experience with anything like this in San Francisco.

The decision was made.

First, I began painting again. I painted my surfboards. I painted a surfboard for someone else that had a calendar on it. Then, I had my first visitor. Sitting in 'Escape from New York' pizza one night with my neon shades on, I was taking a break from the painting and a person sat down across from me. I remember he asked the pizza girl if they mind the whole bills as he handed her a five. What an interesting alien, I thought. We started our conversation with the topic of clarifying this strange behavior.

I asked him, "I have to ask you. What does the number 2012 mean to you?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Something is compelling me to ask you. I don't know what."

"Well, I was just in this bookstore across the street here, and I was led to this book, which was sitting on the shelf. I don't understand why I did it, but I was compelled to take a photograph of it." He took out his camera and showed me the photograph.

It read, "2012".

Knowing he was a traveler in a foreign land, I invited him over to see my surfboards. Before he left, I asked him to draw me a picture. He drew spirals converging and re-emerging into new spirals that all drifted in space, some separate from others by fractions of an inch, large and small.

He's now in India, playing the fiddle in a musical group called The Turbans. The London Symphony orchestra remains on hold.

Later I went to the book store, found the book by Daniel Pinchbeck. I stole off to Europe to begin the new adventure, but that is another story for another time.

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When I seek the truth, I pursue it to no end. I see everything. When people tell me stories, I see the truth in their stories. If they have things to hide, they are unhidden in my sight. This practice is necessary to understand the fullest psychology of the collective mind pervading information into perpetuity.

The books kept coming. I revealed to myself and my closest reflections the visions of future events I could *not* stop from unfolding in my waking dreams.

I finally reached a conclusion that laid the question to rest. I'd been fascinated with Egyptology, Sumeria, the Maya, the Aztec, the Ancient Ones that left stone markers for eons of exploration since a very young age. I resurrected them to read their thoughts, and understand the eternal words of their eternal works. I reasoned there's no age or discernment boundary to this understand of the fundamental question and it's clearest answer, and shared the truth with my father, my guides, and my children.

The temples, the Stonehenge calendars, the Pyramids of Orion's belt, the Mayan markers for cosmic cycles. The I Ching, the singularity. Compute it however we must, there is a celestial event that is marked by the turning of our planet. Go to these places and the truth will be revealed. With patience, with the steadiness of the cosmic wind that guides this ship of light on the ocean of chaos. No matter what is manifest in economic gain, the sky will unify our planet as One. It is more than a movement of collective intelligence, consciousness, divinity, or belief. We, the primitive humans, will discover the reason for our being, and in doing so, recreate the reason for our survival in peace for the next thirty six hundred years.

What is going to happen in 2012? We will search the heavens and find our selves. The reappearance of our hidden origins. The missing planet. It will be the end of war, and difference within the imaginary ranks of humanity.

In the beginning. There was an end. The collective observer had imagined a way through the galactic upheaval. For millenia, the many civilizations of the higher consciousness had shared the knowledge needed to escape the final singularity that gripped their cosmos. They did so without fighting, without prejudice, for there was no margin for error. The time had come. There was, as we say, no turning back.

The people, we'll call them people for simplicity, were capable of all that was imagined and inconceivable in their earliest iterations. They had feared the ultimate sacrifice, remaining self-interested for eons after their minds became impregnated with reason. Their lifespans followed the cosmic patterns of their planets. Living and dying with the biorhythms of their Terra Firma as they spun through histories revolving around their stars. Regardless of planets of origin, the people died to be reborn. A million times in life and a million times in death. Each time, their spirits re-emerged in fractal splits of their original kin, as populations achieved critical biomass on each planet. Discoveries were made, and they searched the heavens.

They searched the heavens and found themselves. On their planets they felt something vast and unknown lurking beyond their mind's eye. This drove the growth of technology, innovation, invention, blossoming growth and immaculate conceptions that altered realities, invented truths, religions, economies, boundaries that were broken when everything began to shrink toward the final singularity.

It first began when their astronomers noticed the galaxies colliding in distant cosmic corners. First two, then five, twenty five, the numbers of galactic convergences increased rapidly in number until each of theirs began its own acceleration toward an incredible end.

It was the black holes, the dark cores of time and space pulled energy into their cores like vortices. Once critical mass was reached, the positive energy that bled from them began sweeping the space around them, spinning into two armed magnificent bands of starlight pinpricking the sky above. The young civilizations believed themselves the centers of every universe until their minds grew to accept the greater size of the space around them. They reached the skies rapidly. The mechanical advantage was not enough at times, and devolving to primitive forms of warfare became common as extremes of difference were attained, bifurcating the masses and forcing a succession though conflict, galactic turmoil and singularity.

This is what happened to the Universe in the beginning. It was born in a tumultuous convergence powerful to open a new rift of time and space from within another. How incredible to think that all it took was enough convergence to consume all the galactic vortices into one, that reached a density so incredibly immense, it became its own expansive realm.

A few of the people began understanding the process watching bubbles converge into bigger bubbles, and bigger, until the bubbles became so immense everything they contained within was without boundaries. The walls vanished as we say, because we shrank into a vortex of gravitation so immensely large, it consumed galaxies, rendering monolithic galaxies where stars ripped themselves apart, and birthed new stars and new black holes in unprecedented reactions spinning near infinite energies into the realms of creation. This, the people discovered, was the macro for the micro. When they did so, nothing else mattered.

In the beginning. There was an end. Everything converged into One. And in Everything there was One. And One was Everything. There was no time. We were spirit. Between realms we found ourselves masters of conscious thought, and our imagination was our saving grace. Our present Universe was born of an infinite set of parents, each with the intention to create the perfect offspring. Each a child grown to toil in the mistakes of the masses. Each a child grown to toil in heaven.

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Many today on this planet ask me, what is heaven? Where is it? Why is it? It is because we desire it. It lives in the truth we feel in our hearts, and our willingness to forgive our suffering and not pass anything less than it into the lives of our children. Why create a society to suffer in what is fair and unfair? Why caste ourselves into classes designed to pattern our minds to believe we are of a lesser order than the greater mind. We have the power and potential to forgive all within our hearts.

This world where all is forgiven is the one we live in. All is forgiven. If it isn't then it is the one who believes it is not that does not forgive. The people of the previous universe knew it needed be attained in order to power the devices of the collective mind in order to escape the final contraction.

People are dreaming. In their sleep their minds are full of the love in their hearts. When they awake, they turn to the skies to hear the whispers of angels they'd forgotten. The time has come. The stone calendars are vanished. There is no need for them any more. They end at the arrival of our architectural progenitors. Live in balance and love your self. Your children are your purpose. This world is for us to develop without boundaries. No caste nor status is born of atonement. Only forgiveness survives.

Do not point the finger and blame the other, for the temple walls shall topple over. We'll bring the pieces back together, and rediscover communication.