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MNL-ACT04.2
MNL-ACT06.3
MNL-ACT06.4
MNL-ACT06.5
[MNL-ACT04.2] - A Beetle
Nearing the end of Journey to Ixtlan, I found two pages dedicated to the dung beetle. In them, Castaneda describes the moment he realizes that, even if he is a mysterious being with an incredibly complex internal world, the life of the beetle is just as important as his.
This is it. Radical universalism. The thing we had been discussing in class. It seemed I had to choose the beetle.
Then, walking out from getting bread, I saw it: a graffiti, a beetle.
He chose you.
[MNL-ACT06.3] - To Make A Religion
It came to a point where I had enough information to try and make something out of it. If we are researching the architecture of belief, why not just go and make a religion? To consciously engineer something sticky, pulling. Making someone believe my made-up religion would be the proof that this research is not just an elaborate hallucination fueled by confirmation bias.
An artwork that demands belief and participation. My religion cannot be a parody, I want to make a point with it.
It took less than five minutes. The Church of The Morning Sun.
[MNL-ACT06.4] - Astrologers
Go to a thrift store, get an old book. Maybe you could find one of those blank decoration ones. Make a fake found artifact, put the poem in it, some photos, burn it a little, call it a day.
I found an old book with a sun on the cover. A letter explaining a deadly accident with astronomical calculations, Orbital charts, Planetarium pamphlets, sun postcards. A weird photo of a shining man.
I recognized a word in a postcard: "Astronomische."
Years of mail and letters that belonged to the astrologer Hermann Mucke.
[MNL-ACT06.5] - A Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
This is great. Almost as if the universe conspired to make this happen. The artwork would have my fictional writings and the astrologer's stuff. It would be fiction, but it would not be fiction.
I need to write my side of the story. Get a typewriter.
And then it hit me.
The beetle.
Egyptians called him Khepri, the god of the rising sun.
1. It's all around you, The Church of the Morning Sun.
2. You've always been part of it.
3. Congratulations, you remember now. Nothing else to do.
4. Doubt is part of devotion. Light blinds at first.
5. When in doubt, go out and feel the sun:
root@abyss:~$ ls /archive/hermann_mucke/
Hermann Mucke Archive
Astronomical correspondence and ephemera, 1960-1985
Document Viewer
Consensus Reality Collapse
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When enough people stop believing in the same basic assumptions,
the social reality built on those assumptions begins to dissolve.
We call that the Consensus Reality Collapse.
the social reality built on those assumptions begins to dissolve.
We call that the Consensus Reality Collapse.
[MNL-ACT09.1] Selective Disbelief Protocol Active
root@abyss:~$ ls /archive/
Installation
Open source software for cognitive sovereignty. Use it, improve it, make it unrecognizable
[AX.MNL.I.1] You will not understand what you are doing until it's done.
Book I
A Manual For a Safe Descent Into Madness Through Carefully Constructed Delusions
A dangerous idea that, once you have it, you can't forget it, an idea that drags you into an inevitable rabbit hole of despair and existential dread.
Available
2.1 MB
Book II
Pandora Protocol
Safety frameworks for experimental work. Recognition systems, boundaries, and what to do when the mirror starts looking back.
Available
1.8 MB
Book III
Academic Works
Three essays examining the architecture from different angles. How fiction becomes theory becomes practice becomes reality.
Compiling
1.4 MB
Complete Collection
root@abyss:~$ cat /protocols/manifesto.txt
// PROTOCOL: MANIFESTO
True freedom is the obedience to a law you impose on yourself.
Knowledge is a tool, not an end. The process is the point. This process has to be nameless. For if I were to give it a name, it would take hold, be worshipped, you would identify with it, and it would have power over you.
The Self is a massive compression of processes we cannot consciously track: Habits. Chemicals. Culture. Memories. Mimicry. It's a story we tell ourselves to function in the world. This is not a cage that you have to destroy to be free. It is a tool embedded in you that can be dissolved or expanded, a mask that you consciously and willingly choose to wear.
Truth, Meaning, or Purpose may forever be unknown to you. Your actions seem not to matter. And you are going to die. Without a joyful acceptance of this fact, this work may get you in a physical or a mental prison.
This is meant to change you. It is a potential tool and a trap meant to get you into the constant collapse and reformation of the self. You cannot exist without systems. It's about recognizing them, understanding their influence, and choosing or resisting how you engage with them.
There is no "safe" way to engage with this.
You need to laugh at it and learn the freedom that comes from being truly, deeply lost.
Not only liberation has power. Constraints have it too. To impose law on yourself and consistently train your body unlocks power. To restrain oneself from fighting on the street and going to jail is power. And binding to a belief can have it too.
Belief can be useful, but it has a price. It demands a space in yourself. You need energy to justify a belief. It changes you. It is wise to assess whether the exchange is fair.
You can force people into traps, But you cannot force them out. You can't even force yourself. It's beyond will.
It's to renounce.