Sometime after the accidental opening of the spirit portal in my bedroom, I was cleaning the kitchen listening to this podcast. It happened to be about The Montauk Project and psychic mediums and, of course, the existence of other dimensions. Which I thought was weird. The guy being interviewed had written a book so of course being the person that I am (a book fiend) I immediately ordered it from Amazon. I am sorry, I love Amazon.
Here is a synopsis of this excellent book. Please keep in mind I stayed up all night watching the entire season of The Haunting of Hill House. It was my third time watching it. It still scares me, but not as much as the real portal to the spirit world, which is why it was necessary to keep researching weird dimensions. I have had exactly 30 minutes of sleep. I did not have any good dreams and it wasn't scary enough to be a nightmare. I dreamt I shat in a trashcan while my husband was trying to get into the bathroom. The toilet was right there, but I was confused about why I shat in the trashcan. The rest of the dream was me trying to figure out what to do with the turd in the trashcan without alerting Jeremy to the fact that I was stupid enough to shit in a trashcan. Don't worry, I finally managed to come up with a solution which even though it was the dream world where time does not exist, it was still too long. I triple bagged the shit and right when he was stepping out to take the dogs for a walk I decided I would ask him to take it out. I know, right? Clearly dream Michelle is an idiot. As I am walking down the stairs to hand him this triple bagged secret turd. I hear him talking to the neighbors who have left us an invitation under our door. Then another neighbor tells the neighbor that it was their invitation to deliver. I wake up before my bag of shit is resolved. Then I of course tell my husband about the dream and talk about how it can't be a metaphor because I share too much with him and I know he wouldn't care if I shit in a trash can.
Anyway in the late 1970's, some crazy experiments were going on at a base in Montauk, Long Island. The popular Netflix show Stranger Things is loosely based on these experiments. The demigorgen existed but it was hairy and it was a construct of a this psychic Duncan's mind that became reality. I can't remember which experiment that was, they had several. The seeing eye experiment was a mind control experiment where individuals and masses of people were programmed through Duncan while he was in a trance and researchers would use him as a tool to broadcast whatever they programmed him to broadcast. I am not really sure why anyone would have a problem believing that this happened and is still happening. Just look down at your phone, that YouTube video, are you buying something you don't need at the store? Are you eating something while you aren't hungry? You have been programmed. To be conscious of our collective unconsciousness we have to be able to think but how our thoughts are not our own. I can't think about that right now.
Anyway, in 1978, which happens to be the year I was born, which may or may not be related to anything about The Montauk project. By 1980 the above mind control techniques were fully developed and recorded and then distributed to different agencies so they could be developed into something practical (and are still being used today...). Then after discovering they could control collective thought, these researchers somehow lost Duncan's thoughts in the stream of time and discovered that Duncan's psychic powers could actually bend time. Time travel, time warp, Einstein's relativity of time. Here is where things get weird: H.G Wells work of fiction The Time Machine, well, it isn't so fictional. The time machine was based on the real life time reactor which has existed for awhile but somehow took a backseat in the news. I noticed it of course because I am trying to read myself into a news coma. There was a UFO in the news just this week but no one cares except that American airlines pilot who is probably holding his own trash bag of shit now.
Back to the synchronicity that happened while writing this post! The author in the book says something about Aleister Crowley using sexual magic to manipulate time and travel interdimensionally. Then he goes on to talk about this woman he met through some more synchronicity and she sounds familiar. Then I realize I have a copy of this out of print book she wrote. It is a bunch of her drawings and either spells or poems. She has only written one book. Her husband was a rocket scientist and they were this really eccentric couple I read about a few years ago. They used to have orgies on their front lawn and she was known as a witch. So this woman tells the author he is going to write a book about this and that everyone she has ever come in contact with goes on to do something noteworthy, etc. She was also doing some interdimensional sex magic with L. Ron Hubbard. I just received the follow up book today, Montauk Revisited Adventures in Synchronicity. I am looking forward to finding out more about Crowley's love of yoga and psychotronics (the sharing of frequencies). The back of the book promises to "probe the occult principles behind the creation of this time zone". I am too tired to read tonight, unfortunately.