American Spring - Snapshot

Operation MindF#@K – Tik Tok Granny

In classic Prankster/Discordian/Yippee fashion, Mary Jo Laupp, aka: the Tik Tok Grandma… posted the following message on her Tik Tok account, in reference to President Trump’s recent Tulsa rally…

“I recommend all of those of us that want to see this 19,000-seat auditorium barely filled or completely empty go reserve tickets now, and leave him standing there alone on the stage… watta ya say?”

Mary Jo said she had been watching black Tik Tok users express their frustration about Mr. Trump’s hosting his rally on Juneteenth, the holiday on June 19. (The rally was later moved to June 20.) She “vented” her own anger in a late-night TikTok video on June 11, which included the above call to action.

Apparently, Mary Jo’s late-night Tik Tok rant took on a life of its own, especially across K-pop Twitter and Alt TikTok communities. The New York Times reports that…

“TikTok users and fans of Korean pop music groups claimed to have registered potentially hundreds of thousands of tickets for Mr. Trump’s campaign rally as a prank. After the Trump campaign’s official account @TeamTrump posted a tweet asking supporters to register for free tickets using their phones on June 11, K-pop fan accounts began sharing the information with followers, encouraging them to register for the rally — and then not show.”

“K-pop Twitter and Alt TikTok have a good alliance where they spread information amongst each other very quickly. They all know the algorithms and how they can boost videos to get where they want.”

- Elijah Daniel

So it is with great fascination, optimism and renewed faith in the axiom: “expect the unexpected” that we report on what appears to be a successful Operation MindF#@k! As you know, Operation MindF#@k! (OM) is a covert countermeasure that involves challenging people's perspectives, and shaking them out of their reality tunnels by unexpected actions and events. Such OMs usually involve strange twists on normalcy. OMs involve subtlety, so that those whose minds are being f#@ked, don't know whether something's being pulled on them or not...

Rooted in civil disobedience, which is defined as being nonviolent resistance, a classic OM demonstrates it’s resistance through the highest form of human intelligence… Humor. A successful OM illuminates any clearly insane action or policy of any oppressive regime, through the theater of the absurd. OM operatives seek to re-establish the fact that “the emperor wears no cloths.” And after all, what is more funny than some pompous buffoon raging around naked?

What can we say? Except… Go Granny Go!

Save the Wayback Machine! - Internet Archive under assault

Reported by Jeff Benson...

The Internet Archive is a massive endeavor... it's an online library aiming to "provide Universal Access to All Knowledge." It has digitized millions of web pages, movies, photos, recordings, software programs, and books that might otherwise be lost to history. 

In March, as the COVID-19 pandemic led to the shutdown of public libraries, the Internet Archive created the National Emergency Library and temporarily suspended book waitlists, through the end of June. In doing so, it essentially allowed for a single copy of a book to be downloaded an infinite number of times.

Book publishers weren't happy. Last Monday, Hachette, HarperCollins, Penguin Random House, and Wiley... four publishing behemoths... sued the organization. The lawsuit argues that "IA’s actions grossly exceed legitimate library services, do violence to the Copyright Act, and constitute willful digital piracy on an industrial scale." 

As this blog's readership knows, the Internet Archives is one of the organizations we financially support (the list of orgs supported by Tek-Gnostics is listed on the right-side column below). This massive archive is an essential feature for on-line communities worldwide. In these days of routine censorship, the work that the Internet Archive does has never been more important.

This is a call to action. If there was ever a time to show your support, this is it. Any support that you can muster would be greatly appreciated by us... and net-tribes everywhere! Please do what you can...

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American Spring – Preamble

“Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo’ dollar”

- from “JU$T” by Run the Jewels

With Liberty and Justice for All… is of course the ending of the pledge of allegiance. When we were little, kids would recite the pledge of allegiance, hands over their hearts, each morning as the school day began. Now we are not even sure if there will be a school day for kids to go to, this fall. 

The situation, in which we find ourselves, is… complicated… fluid. Pandemic. Economic crash. 32% projected unemployment (don’t even get me started on the inverted 23 cosmic trigger). 8 minutes, 46 seconds. Police brutality. Systemic racism. Mass protests. Provocateurs. Looting. Criminal Justice. Social Justice. National Guard. National priorities. Like I said… complicated.

Spring has sprung in the northern hemisphere and Mother Nature has once again outdone herself. In Washington D. C. the cherry blossoms peaked on March 20th. A week later, D. C. saw the first protests triggered by George Floyd’s death at the hands of 4 Minneapolis policemen. What has ensued is a global awakening and outcry, the likes of which hasn’t been seen since the assassination of Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. ...History repeats itself.

In the weeks to come, we will be gathering our thoughts (as most on this planet are) on all the facets of the complicated issues before us. We will attempt to address the ramifications of the above, and comment upon our Brave Noö Future, and what it might look like. We will consider the political, para-political, and synchromystic implications of the complicated times we are suffering through. We title the commentary to follow: American Spring.

Speaking of history repeating itself, the following vid from BigTime TV seems to be pertinent, once again.

Tell the children the truth…

Tek-Gnostics Codex... now in Paperback

The third installment in the Tek-Gnostics Trilogy is now available for purchase in paperback and E-book format, through Amazon. The Tek-Gnostics Codex - Ancient Wisdom for the Collective Conscious closes the circle on the Tek-Gnostics Trilogy series that I began back in 2016. I am very excited about how this final volume turned out. I think it is simultaneously my most playful and scholarly work to date. Book three examines an obscure and very mysterious collection of ancient codices, likely surviving from the Neolithic era, perhaps as far back as 12,000 years ago... which I have aggregated, translated, modernized, and otherwise heresified for your reading pleasure!

The following excerpt is taken from the prologue of The Tek-Gnostic Codex...

The Mysterious Origins of Sensei Djinn

Legend has it that the surviving fragments of this ancient system were first complied and preserved by a most mysterious figure, said to be a great scholar and “Keeper of the Archives” for the Royal Court of Zhou. The Zhou dynasty (1046 BCE to 256 BCE) was one of ancient China’s most enduring reigns, ending in an era of political chaos known as the “Warring States” period. More importantly, the Zhou archives were rumored to contain the secret wisdoms of the ancients, including the works of the Yellow Emperor, as well as many earlier classics.

Over the eons, this mysterious scholar was known by many names. The earliest accounts record his surname as Li, with a given name of Er. Although the royals knew him as such, to the commoners and peasants of the era, he was belovedly known as Li Dan (later Lao Dan), a name that translates to: “Old Long-Ears.” As you shall see dear reader, this mysterious figure… Old Long-Ears… holds a most revered place within the Tek-Gnostics mythology...

“It was written in such ancient narratives as those of first century BCE historian: Sima Qian that the subject of our tale… a most mysterious figure indeed… known in ancient China as the royal archivist of Zhou… grew weary of the moral decay of life in the capital city of Chang-Zhou. He was deeply saddened and discouraged by the Empire’s decline and the constant waging of war between the Empire’s many providences. In his disenchantment, he finally came to the decision to leave the capital city and venture into the wilds, to live in retirement as a hermit in the unsettled western frontier.

After making his plans known to the royal court, discharging his duties and making preparations, this enigmatic old man at last passed through the gates of Chang-Zhou, traveling in a simple ox-cart, drawn, so the legend goes, by a white water buffalo. His departure came in late autumn. As he traveled west along the high-road, rain-soaked rhododendron groves and bamboo thickets began to give way to lush conifer forests. Snow glistened on the peaks of the Wuling and Xuefeng Mountains.

In these times, the wide world was largely unknown. Human endeavor had forged early city-states and archaic dynasties, but outside the walls of cities, the forest was dark and vast… the road was full of mud. It was along these well-worn ruts, muddied by late autumn rains, that the old man traveled… ever westward

Along his route, the old man would stop at villages, to seek a bowl of rice and lodging for the night. In no particular hurry, he would stop at small mountain shrines to light incense and pay his respect to the ancestors. In this leisurely manner, he reached the Empire’s western border as early snows began to fall.

The high-road had led him to a military garrison and small village that supported the Empire’s western gate. This was the western pass that led out of the Luo-Yi valley, and into the wilds. Beyond this gate, the high-road narrowed and snaked upward, winding its way into the mountainous wilderness, into parts unknown. Rumors of bandits and worse… insured that only the most intrepid travelers ventured beyond this gate.

Having rested and refreshed at the village’s only tea house, the old man sought out the western gate, to inquire on passage into the wild and upon conditions of the road ahead. Leaving his cart and belongings safely secured at the tea house, the old man trudged on foot, through the muddy lane that led to the gate’s sentry post. It was here that our protagonist (known herein, and for reasons that shall soon become clear, as: “Sensei”) met the guard known as “Yin-xi.”

“Pardon the interruption” Sensei began… “but might I inquire as to the road ahead and the likelihood of safe passage?” Yin-xi inspected the curious man before him. “There is something familiar about this old peasant” Yin-xi thought to himself. “Traveling conditions are poor” Yin-xi began… “Although the road appears open, the high passes are by now snowed-in for the winter.” After a pause, Yin-xi added… “It would not be wise to venture beyond these gates until the spring thaw.”

  

Yin-xi eyed the stranger… “And why might a man of such honored age be traveling into the wilds, at this time of year?” he asked. “I come to retire from the intrigues of man and affairs of State” Sensei replied. “As to time” Sensei continued… “it is time, or to be more precise, ‘the times’ that necessitates my standing before you now.”

It just so happened, that Yin-xi was an avid student of astrology. The old man’s answer, and his cryptic reference to time, sparked memory of his recent study of the heavens, and of the signs and portents therein. For indeed the signs indicated (along with rumors from the capital) the arrival of a great man. In those days, the term ‘great man’ referred to a man of great learning and deep wisdom.

“Your appearance is not altogether unexpected” Yin-xi said, in an attempt to ‘draw out’ the old man, whose identity he suspected. “I expect my appearance to be as that of any wayfarer” Sensei countered. “You appear as a simple traveler, yes” said Yin-xi, his eyes narrowing… “yet word has reached this modest garrison that a man of high station is on the road, traveling in common guise.” Despite the inscrutable demeanor of the old man, Yin-xi pressed on. “My own humble observations of the heavens have indicated the coming of a man of high wisdom” Yin-xi continued… “Are you not, in fact, the honorable person known to be the royal archivist of House Zhou?” 

Will Sensei Djinn confirm Yin-Xi's guesses as to his true identity? If so, what, if any arcane secrets will Sensei reveal to Yin-Xi? Or... will Sensei maintain his masquerade and not reveal himself? Will Sensei pass through the western gates of Zhou to live in retirement as a hermit in the unsettled western frontier? All of these and more secrets and mysteries, including the ancient codices... will be revealed in the final volume of the Tek-Gnostics Trilogy. 

Find out for yourself, dear intrepid reader, by purchasing my book! Do it today! I think you will enjoy it and I know I will appreciate it! ...Cheers! 

 - J ♥

The Tek-Gnostics Codex