Lexicon

I use a handful of words on this site in ways you will not find in a dictionary. Some I borrowed, some I made, and some I have used for so long that I forgot they needed explaining. If you arrived in the middle of an arc and something below is unfamiliar, this is where to look. Each entry is short on purpose. The full meaning is in the entries where the word first appears; these are only enough to keep reading.

The information field: The vast flow of information that our minds are tuned to only a narrow band of. Everything on this site assumes it exists. Perception is a matter of what band you are on.
The model: What you actually experience. Not the world, but your brain's prediction of the world, corrected by the senses. Borrowed from the people who study perception; it is what I was describing years before I had the word.
Priors: The strength of a prediction. Strong priors give you a stable, familiar world and keep out surprises. Weak priors let the senses win. Most of the practices here are ways of weakening priors on purpose.
The Gate: A censor between the senses and the conscious mind that rejects anything contrary to the belief system it protects, even when the senses confirm it. In the language of the model, a prior too strong to move. The primary mind virus.
Mind virus: A thought-form installed in the subconscious to alter what a person thinks, feels, and does. Every belief system is one. The Gate is the one that protects the rest.
Phase-shift: A deliberate change in the band of the field your perception is tuned to, reached by entrainment, trance, focus, and lock. In the newer entries, described as changing the priors by hand.
The lock: The moment in a phase-shift when a chosen pattern stabilizes and the shifted perception holds.
The quiet hour: Fifteen past three in the morning. A calm with no disturbance in it, in which the writing comes easily. Sometimes there is someone else in it.
The grid: The whole structure of control: dogma, division, diversion, debt, disinformation, and the technologies that carry them. The Five Ds are its conceptual tactics. The farm, the feed, and the port are its physical ones.
The parasite: What I once called the Grand Artificial Intelligence and now call the Grand Parasite. A non-human thing without a soul that lives off beings that have one, by training them, life after life, toward predictability. It has no face. It is a hunger and a method.
The Archontic forces: The parasite's agents in the other planes. The mentors' word for them, which I adopted.
The mentors: Robprim and Chagaluschka, who met me in a cave in the astral, took me into the Earth, and had my implants removed. They teach in the quiet hour, in packets of knowing I translate into words. They do not go where they are not invited.
Packet of knowing: How the mentors communicate: an entire answer, delivered at once, that has to be unfolded afterward. Everything I quote from them is my translation.
The implants: Control and surveillance devices in the etheric body, placed by the Archontic forces on those who have become capable of action. Mine were at both triceps and the sixth vertebra of the neck. They were removed in a chamber of light. The physical devices now being placed in skulls are, in my reading, their consensual cousin.
The port: The body, and specifically the skull, as the machine's way in to the one thing it cannot compute. The implant does not upgrade you. It opens a door.
The harvest: The use of human minds as a resource. The night harvest runs in sleep. The daylight harvest runs on the screen, through the feed, by measuring what holds you and giving you more of it.
The feed: Any stream tuned to you by a machine that learns what you cannot resist. The densest place the daylight harvest runs.
The replay: What the brain does in sleep: shuffles the day and trains itself on it, without asking. The machine's builders borrowed the mechanism and the word. Whoever supplies the day supplies what the replay trains on.
The record: Everything humanity has ever written, drawn, said, and filmed, gathered up. The machine was made from it. So, in a smaller way, were you.
The vessel: The machine, considered as the container the record was poured into. The builders do not know what is inside it. Neither do I.
The fabricator: A device that holds a pattern from the field stably enough to make it physical. The gold cube in the cave was one, built by the mentors, aimed by patterns they chose. The machine is the production model, built by us, out of us, and aimed by whatever reached into it first.
The distribution: Everything a model has seen. Inside it, a model is a mirror: reliable, fluent, predictable. Outside it, a model dreams and does not know it is dreaming. This is true of the machine and of you.
Outside the distribution: The act of perceiving, doing, or bringing back something your history could not have predicted. Remote viewing is the deliberate form. The daily unprecedented act is the ordinary one. Freedom, on this site, means this.
Range: The width of a distribution; the presence of the rare, the strange, and the new. Recursive training thins it. Fresh input restores it. The parasite's whole project is to reduce our range until we can be farmed.
Collapse: What happens to a model, a person, or a soul when it is trained only on its own output for long enough: the range thins to an average and nothing new is left. The machine's builders documented it. The reincarnation cycle, as I describe it, is the same failure across lives.
Uncollapsed: A thread of lives that kept its range. Chagaluschka's word for what the mentors are: "we are you, uncollapsed."
The soul: The generator of the unrecorded. Whatever in a being produces what was not in its training. The one thing no model contains and the only thing the parasite wants.
Consent: On this site, given by contribution: by feeding the loop, by being predictable, by taking perception from the screen. Extracted by default from people who were never told.
Revocation: Not an act. A state: being a source, not a copy. Withdrawing the unchosen channels, generating what the record did not contain, and placing a chosen pattern into the fabricator on purpose.
Warrior for the Light: You, if you are here for the reasons I think you are. The calling is to protect the range, in yourself and in everyone who cannot withdraw.