Covid, Chat GPT and The Consultant

The on-going covid-19 crisis is sowing confusion in our minds, and it is understandable. In the last 3 years, the overwhelming majority of authorities of all sorts (military, political, medical, scientific, educational, religious) and almost every media and all the large business corporations in the entire world and all governments baring in Africa and in Sweden, have acted in a way that looks coordinated. It is also becoming clearer every day how all these authorities and entities of power have acted in the last 3 years in a way that is harmful to humanity in every possible sense: Health, Economy, Children's rights, Worker's rights, Science, and Education.

Yet it is difficult to imagine a centralised leadership that would have ordered all these people to act the way they did. Some of them are declared enemies, yet they behaved the same way. Multi-party or one-party-regimes, military rulers or kingdoms, right-wing or left-wing governments, NATO block or regional powers, all were in unison.

Can we start asking, "Does The Devil exist"?

We are all excited by AI and Chat GPT, as adults would be in front of a baby who would have started speaking in an intelligible language immediately after birth.

We are asking Chat GPT all sorts of questions and publish the answers in newspapers! What is the news item here? The answers by Chat GPT? The fact that people ask questions and publish the answers? The questions that people ask?

To realise the gravity of what we are doing, maybe we can read (or read again) The Master and Margarita, by the Ukrainian author Mikhail Bulgakov.

A "Consultant", suave and elegant, spreads chaos and destruction targeting the most sophisticated and powerful people, in a way that nothing can be traced outside of these very people, attacking and destroying each-other and everything they claim to stand for, and the characters in the novel, and even the reader of the novel, all are looking for proofs of the physical reality of this "Consultant", and are left confused.

Chat GPT is funded by Bill Gates. Who said "of course"? But even if it wasn't him, he has so many candidates to step in his role! And we don't find much information about who controls it. Whatever "control" mean in this context. It is time to think again about this notion. What is control exactly, and does it exist?

We don't know what Chat GPT has access to. We are assured that Chat GPT is barred from politics and hate speech. Whatever that means. Just like the Gain-of-Function "research", it was never "intended" to create any harm, but on the opposite, to create "new vaccines" for the welfare of humanity. The utter confusion and self-destructive behaviour of authorities in our covid times mirror the behaviour of the society's elite, nudged by "The Consultant" in Bulgakov's novel.

It is time to keep our eyes wide open and think, as long as we have the luxury to do it. What does "intent" mean? What does "control" mean? Who wants What, actually?

Daniele Ganser

A very important lecture.

In German. Will translate here when I have time.

But a youtube-translate will give you a sufficiently clear idea.

Because Ganser is so simple and direct.

Ganser 27-10-2018

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL3aq3lRHUc

The word that you are, the language that we become

Love can never be requited. Asymmetry is its nature.

And love is always reciprocal, always authorised, and a dialogue. As sure as respiration proves the existence of air.

Love is always true and real. It is not necessary to add, as we love to do, that our love is true or genuine, because love is always absolutely true and as real as the earth supporting our feet.

The only thing that doesn't exist, not really, completely, or not yet, is the language of love. It is not at all necessary to add, "our love is so unique that there is no language yet that can give it a body", because this is true of every love and this incompetence of words is the most ordinary thing, it could even be a definition of love.

It is for this reason that love is supremely intelligent, it understands everything at once, but also always looks stupid. Love can never look intelligent. This is the core of erotism, and of modesty that needs to be respected, this nakedness of intelligence without a language, without a body. We understand it, and we pretend to not see that it is naked. This respect of modesty is love of love, and is true erotism.

To give a body to love, to find its language, is the lifework of everyone of us. This language is what we are, every one of us a unique word, every one of us entirely individual and completely related to everyone else, by the grace of the gods.

The miracle of the dialogue between humans and the gods, is that even when this language that we are doesn't yet exist, - and by far! Even when we suffer in our babbling and stuttering, love is still allowed to exist, it is granted to us, like a promise that the path is open, that we will find its language. Because God is modest. He gives us clothes.

The theft of land in Ukraine

If there is war where you live, there can be only 3 reasons:

1. You live on oil or minerals

2. You live on a trade route or on a frontier

3. You live on agricultural land

Other explanations seek to make you join the war.

https://www.oaklandinstitute.org/war-theft-takeover-ukraine-agricultural-land

la promesse que nous trouverons le langage de l'amour

L'amour n'est jamais "payé en retour", toujours asymétrique, sinon ça ne serait pas de l'amour, mais aussi toujours réciproque, aussi sûr que la respiration n'existe que lorsqu'il y a de l'air.

L'amour est toujours vrai et toujours réel. Donc ce n'est pas la peine de préciser ou de le qualifier, comme on aime le faire, de "vrai" ou de "véritable", car il est toujours absolument vrai et aussi réel que la terre qui porte nos pas.

La seule chose qui n'existe pas vraiment, pas complètement ou pas encore, c'est le langage de l'amour. Ce n'est même pas la peine de préciser "notre amour est tellement extraordinaire que le langage pour lui donner corps n'existe pas encore", car à la vérité cela est vrai de tous les amours et cette incompétence des mots est la chose la plus ordinaire, cela pourrait même être une des définitions possibles de l'amour.

C'est pour cela que l'amour est suprêmement intelligent, il comprend tout d'avance, et en même temps a toujours l'air bête. Un amour qui aurait l'air intelligent est impossible. C'est cela le coeur de l'érotisme, et de la modestie qui a besoin d'être respectée, cette nudité de l'intelligence sans langage, sans corps. On la devine, on sait qu'elle est nue, et on fait semblant de ne pas la remarquer. Ce respect de la modestie est l'amour de l'amour, et c'est le vrai érotisme. 

Donner corps à l'amour, lui trouver son langage, est l'œuvre de la vie de chacun de nous. Ce langage est ce que nous sommes, chacun de nous, entièrement individuel et entièrement relié aux autres hommes, grâce aux dieux.

Le miracle du dialogue entre les hommes et les dieux, c'est que même lorsque ce langage n'existe pas encore, et de loin ! Que nous souffrons dans les balbutiements et le bégaiement, l'amour a le droit d'exister tout de même, il nous est accordé, comme une promesse que le chemin est ouvert, que nous parviendrons à trouver son langage. Car Dieu est modeste. Il nous habille.