Soul: the mind-body continuum.
Spirit: the narrow portal to our eternal history.
Soul is our religious term for the relationship between the two ends of the mind-body continuum – us, the Higher-Order Conductor, at one end, and at the other, those foreign competent minds, our Lower-Order Bodies, aka, the LOB-HOC hierarchy. Every moment of every day, we perceive the conversation of mind and body as our thoughts, feelings, and physical sensations – our souls. Spirit is our religious term for a tenuous bridge to intuition, insight, even otherworldly memory. Access, however, is filtered by our physical bodies and its limited cognitive light cone (the boundaries of our awareness, preferences, and objectives), creating a spiritual amnesia we all signed up for. Severed from so much of our Signature-Frequency Set’s vast library of past lives and relationships, our amnesia isn’t a flaw, but instead, foundational to our mortal and spiritual journey. Information that fits our quest is included, while that which does not, excluded. There are cases where a past life trauma is so salient to a current life’s journey it manifests as a birthmark, emotional bias, even congenital defect. The challenge of spirit is translating useful information from one’s past lives into one’s present life.
With each life, each soul is assembled from those spiritual memories, based on the morphic-resonant dialects an individual’s SFS tail has accumulated. Dialects are essentially flexible patterns of energy and matter that shape the behavior and biology of specific bodily forms – the blueprints a body uses to accomplish its objectives. They’re built by “chunking” the actions of body parts together, the way letters are chunked into words, words into ideas, ideas into stories, and stories into the guiding light of our lives – the frameworks of Love or Power.
For instance, the singular goal of picking up a ball is different between a dog, using their mouth, from a human, using their hand. In either case, the action is often generally the same, as anyone who’s ever played fetch with a dog will know. However, break down the details, and no instance of securing the object is ever exactly the same, even by the same human or dog, even on the same day with the same ball.
All brains encode objectives as neural circuitry – a “paragraph” (objective) made of “phrases” (behaviors) made of “words” (movements chunked together) made of letters (a singular action by a specific body part). To slightly oversimplify the concept, the final two letters in the “grab” word for a dog is “mouth open, mouth close;” for a human, “hand open, hand closed” – different body parts, similar actions, same result. No matter the “letters” or “words” used to fit the exact circumstances, the overall story is to get the ball.
Morphic-resonant dialects are experienced as the feelings and emotions underlying our thoughts and perceptions – we see the ball, want the ball, reach for the ball, and feel the ball in our … well, hand or mouth, depending on our body and corresponding models. Over many lifetimes, we develop and retain those particular bodies’ blueprints in our Signature-Frequency Set as the language of soul. Learning requires success and failure. Repeated trial-and-error – coupled with attention, interest, and if one’s fortunate, expert guidance – leads to mastery; for the novice, however, interest and effort is generally sufficient to reach proficiency on their own.
When we’re speaking these dialects, who are we speaking with? The LOB-HOC hierarchy is a multilevel structure filled with independent, conscious actors, each actor a Lower-Order Body, who is its own Higher-Order Conductor of Lower-Order Bodies. Every atom, cell, organ has its own soul. Our feelings and thoughts are really just our direct, “smoothed-out” experience of the LOB-HOC conversation – a compression of irreducible data into a reducible story, like thousands of chattering voices transformed into a cogent “word cloud” of specifics, meaning, and emphasis. Ideally, this is a productive, back-and-forth process that leads to desirable behavior; however, Automatic Negative Thoughts (ANTs) are disturbing impulses that come “out of nowhere,” when in fact, they are an inherent, natural feature of the LOB-HOC hierarchy.
How do we recognize the ANTs in our heads? It’s a simple distinction between canny (like home) and uncanny (like home, but horribly off). If the thought runs counter to our preferences and priorities, it will disturb us in ways we may or may not fully understand, but that uncanny feeling is a red flag, telling us that we’ve got an ANT in our head. ANTs arise from our LOB-HOC hierarchy, like a crowd shouting out a diversity of ideas, bubbling up into bizarre, and at times, terrifying thoughts – post postpartum depression, for instance. A mother, in one moment, feeling an impulse to harm the baby, and in the next, shocked by the thought, isn’t a “bad” mother, simply a mother exposed to a particularly nasty ANT. However, the misattribution of such a thought is where things get dangerous, and postpartum depression becomes psychosis. Believing the uncanny thought’s a hidden truth forms a new blueprint, a cognitive-dissident virus infecting the brain with dire consequences – benign “automatic” becoming destructive “obsessive.”
The solution to this profound problem doesn’t require years of therapy, magic rituals, even exorcism. It just takes recognition and acceptance – “name it and claim it.” Understanding that our body is a hierarchy filled with foreign minds with independent ideas and agendas allows us to separate the maelstrom’s impulses from our own ideas, based on that simple standard – is it canny, does it “feel like home,” or uncanny, does that sense of “home” somehow feel off? Once we recognize the cue, subtle or not, we can challenge or simply ignore the ANTs in our head. However, identifying with those ANTs – believing that we’re somehow the horrible source – only feeds the ANTs, leading to more ANTs.
ANTs are generally not born of a single source, but frankensteined together as a mashup of impulses from multiple Lower-Order Bodies. For instance, the stomach rumbles with hunger, the pancreas produces insulin, the eyes spot a favorite source of sugar, the amygdala detects no threat, and suddenly, the impulse to steal candy from a baby crosses the mind. It isn’t the fact the idea arose, but the response that defines one’s preferences and priorities. The most effective technique is to simply note the uncanny, foreign source and allow the idea to dissolve away. If we try to diagnose or parse its exact origin, the complicated root-ball of various coalescing causes will likely spawn more harm than good. In the end, understanding the general impulse – hunger – is all that need be taken away from such a troubling thought, not the idea that one is a secret criminal on the loose.
Over lifetimes, we’ve assembled the soul’s embodied library from the ground-up, first becoming quantum particles, then molecules, tissues, organisms, mammals – a personal process of information evolution and acquisition, not Karma. How does one become human? One wants to, prepares to, and takes a leap of faith. How well one does as a human is a matter of proficiency, not quality of character, or even framework. Those with “natural talents” are not more deserving, better people blessed by “god,” while those with deficits are not cursed sinners working off past-life debts. Neither is it randomness. Instead, it’s simply a matter of experience. One might only need more practice with certain “phrases” in order to speak the body’s dialect more effectively.
Mold spore dialects differ from houseflies, whereas the dialects of houseflies and whales are more similar to each other than either are to spores. All three move about in three-dimensional space (floating, flying, swimming), but only houseflies and whales consume nutrients, produce offspring, and are self-propelled. If one’s goal is to become a blue whale, having only been a mold spore does not prepare one as well as having been a housefly – better yet, in the interim, become a cod. Each moment of every life we live fills our Signature-Frequency Set with these blueprints, these morphic-resonant dialects. Each time we’re born into a new form, these dialects reassemble through the wisdom of spirit and effort of soul. However, the job of our spirit is more than simply bridging our current body with our SFS tail’s long history, but also, providing proper context for a valuable life.
The concept of Akashic (Sanskrit for “ether”) records is that the universe holds a history of all experiences, thoughts, perspectives … all data in one “place.” The Novel Universe Model tweaks the concept – the Instrument, not the universe, contains such records, and not only for this universe, but for the Concert Hall, each Spiral, and every Novel Universe. Instead of our spirit accessing such records, it accesses our own version of such records, records of ourselves. While part of our insight and intuition is the timely revelation of spiritual information, the “spiritual amnesia,” created by a human body, is both intentional and valuable – full access to our personal “Akashic” records are, in fact, undesirable, even problematic. Knowing everything we’ve learned from every past life would certainly make things different. How seriously might we take death if we all knew for certain what lie beyond?
Many destined to return to the Concert Hall have chosen, on purpose, to live difficult, costly, precious lives – not those of storied “saints” or “legends” of myth; not great leaders of society or inspirational artists of renown; not kind healers or energetic best friends. Such aspirational lives appear most valuable from the living’s perspective, but for many in the Concert Hall, they offer shallow insight and little opportunity for growth. Instead, the crude, gritty, “wasted” lives of suffering are sought out. Why? These are the lives not otherwise possible in a place where Love connects all in Complete Information. It’s important to realize that for some human monsters, there are wonderful, compassionate, loving people buried deep inside. Without first becoming that monster, at least for that moment, there’s no other way to learn those tough lessons, lessons impossible in the Concert Hall. This is not to excuse such behavior, but to understand its origin, its meaning.
In the Concert Hall with Complete Information, it is as impossible to “lose” a loved one as it is to lie to a friend, making the elation of reunion and reconciliation simply unknowable. These profound emotions require a different kind of place with a different kind of paradigm, one where a person might wholeheartedly believe the absence of their loved one might be permanent – a belief the spirit knows not to be true. Second, the person not only must lose track of their friend’s point of view in favor of their own, but hide their true intent and willingness to do their friend harm if their desires are not met – again, an impossible point of view in the Hall where Complete Information makes all views equally and instantly known to all in communication. For example, Dave cannot cause Hana pain without simultaneously experiencing that same pain from Hana’s point of view. In the Concert Hall, it doesn’t matter if Dave would like Hana to, say, slap him in the face, because he’s into that sorta thing. This is not the Golden Rule – what Dave experiences is Hana’s actual experience, not Dave’s own predilection for such sensations. On the other hand, should Hana slap Dave in the face, it would not only feel good to Dave, but would also allow Hana an experience of pleasure she would otherwise find painful – a truly novel perspective.
In a Novel Universe, permanent loss and secrecy are possible. Here, death might take those loved ones from us, their absence permanent, at least from our mortal perspective. Without Compete Information, one must act in the mist of silence, and worse, disinformation. It is only through this fear, this loss, this betrayal, a broken friendship might be repaired – a joyful experience impossible to create in the Concert Hall. Instead, these true heroes’ journeys might only be retold in the Hall, inspiring their audiences through the emotional stories of time spent in a perilous Novel Universe.
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