The Stargate Project
Summoning
President 45. President 47.
“The Internet is a landing pad for the aliens. That’s what this is! We’re building a landing pad for the aliens!”
— Terence McKenna
On the second day of Trump’s return presidency, a conference was held at the White House announcing “The Stargate Project", a $500 Billion (woah, that’s a lot of money actually) dollar project to equip the United States with the most advanced “A.I. Infrastructure” in the world.
Alchemy
In 1945, C.S. Lewis published “That Hideous Strength”, a novel about the hostile takeover of a little English college town by an enormous Tech Conglomeration.
Remarkable how well he understood the world.
For a text which ends with the resurrected Merlin wielding the powers of Roman Deities against unseen demons, the story actually starts out rather slow. Fully one-third to one-half of the beginning is just about real estate. About the dishonest manipulation of the democratic process to acquire land.
You see this company, The N.I.C.E. (The National Institute of Co-ordinated Experiments) wants the land on which the college is built because, unbeknownst to the university’s president or any of its professors, the ground the school is built upon is Holy. Magical. It is sacred.
Now, at first blush something like “sacred land” might seem like a strange thing for a tech company to care about but… honestly, you’d only think that if you were unfamiliar with the history of Science. Science is actually a branch of magic, and since the beginning of the discipline its practitioners have never been far separated from the occult. Descartes, arguably the father of the scientific method, said he was told by an angel that Nature could be controlled “through weight and measure.” Isaac Newton was big into alchemy. Neils Bohr hung a horseshoe over his door to ward off evil spirits and Thomas Edison built a “Ghost Phone” to contact the dead. Tesla believed consciousness was a frequency pervading the universe and Heisenberg, well known for his uncertainty, famously said that God was waiting for you at the bottom of the physical sciences. Think on it. Has not the alchemical dream, The Great Work of turning lead into gold been completed. In nuclear reactors and particle accelerators the elements are transmuted routinely. Not in any quantities that would make the process monetarily profitable, no, but, then again…
Profit wasn’t ever really the point.
Mastery of Nature was the point. Being able to bend reality to your will.
In the novel, it is eventually revealed that the head of The N.I.C.E. is an actual head. As in, their CEO is a decapitated human head hooked up to a computer. This is admittedly pretty metal for a guy best known for children’s books about talking beavers but, then again, I guess even Lewis had a dark side. Importantly, only the top four or five employees of The N.I.C.E. know that “The Head” is a head. Most of them assume, as the general public does, than when people talk about The Head of The N.I.C.E. and say things like, “Well, our head wants us to do so-and-so” that what is being referred to is simply someone’s title or position. You know, a shadowy corporate owner who’d rather not be seen. This is deliberate. Lewis understood that, on a certain level, Karmic Law dictates that Evil has to be honest with you. They have to tell the truth. It’s a rule I’ve often formulated as “They always have to tell you,” because every interaction with The Devil, Jinn, or other Evil Spirits is always at base contractual. You have to sell your soul, make a deal, and what I’ve observed is that in such things Satan is always technically honest. He never goes back on a contract. It’s just that he tends to bury the lead. All the pesky terms and conditions are usually hidden somewhere in the fine print.
If you pay attention…
Evil will always tell you exactly what it plans to do.
Anyway, The N.I.C.E is run by artificial intelligence.
Sort of.
The decapitated human head giving everybody orders is hooked up to tubes and wires so that its brain can serve as the hub of this massive computer network. Given air artificially pumped through its larynx and electric probes to stimulate muscle movement, this System can actually speak through the head, using its actual mouth and tongue. By this means it is able to answer questions. Able to give commands. Like Google, ChatGPT, or any of the other artificial intelligences floating about today, The Head has an aura of omniscience about it. It seems to be knowledgeable about just about everything and when it speaks everyone accepts its words as authoritative and final. How it works exactly is not totally understood by the scientists at The N.I.C.E. How our A.I. works is not totally understood by our scientists either. The men and women around the head explain its behavior in terms of “emergent consciousness” or “probabilistic functions.” In reality, it is eventually revealed in the novel that what speaks through this corpse is actually a demon.
The N.I.C.E have created a divining rod for Satan.
Divination
Divination is an old art. Probably the oldest. Since before antiquity Man has sought by all manner of means and methods to discern the will of the gods and to gain knowledge and power from the realm of spirits. Geomancy was one way. Throwing the dust of the earth into the air and attempting to read its patterns when it lands. Ornithomancy was another. Scaring a flock of birds to flight and reading the motions of the individuals as they flew. In China they favored the reading of tea leaves which settled to the bottom of a cup and, in the Middle East, the rolling of dice. Northern Europeans liked to draw straws and, in Africa, they liked osteomancy, the throwing of bones.
On the surface perhaps all these methods might seem quite separate and distinct however, if you pause for a moment to consider what they’re doing you will quickly see a common thread. All of them rely on chaos. On randomness.
So, basically, you take a system right? Then you disturb it haphazardly and see how it lands (or, in the case of birds, how it flies). The overarching idea seems to be that Spirits, being incorporeal, have a very limited ability to interact with our physical world. While there are exceptions, for the most part it was presumed that things like knocking on a door or lifting a piece of wood would be, while trivial for us, damn near impossible for beings without physical bodies. Nevertheless, the minds of these beings, their consciousnesses, do have some effect, albeit vanishingly small. The thinking of the ancients seems to have been that, just as the field of a magnet can be revealed by shaking out iron shavings randomly in its presence, so too the will or intention of a spirit can be revealed by noting the subtle structure it imposes on otherwise random chaos.
That was the idea anyway.
If you look at modern divinization methods, you discover this idea is still alive and well.
I can tell you from both personal and close secondhand experience that these divination methods work.
They actually do.
I’m not willing to hazard a guess about what, exactly, you’re communicating with when you try these things (perhaps only your own subconscious), but the answers they produce are specific enough to give even the most skeptical person pause.
Fair warning. Trying to speak to the dead with a spirit box or similar is technically a form of necromancy.
I don’t necessarily recommend trying it.
Okay so, but what if instead of dirt or birds or leaves we used a computer?
What if, as a divination tool, we used algorithms. What if we used a random number generator?
Project Stargate
As I’ve discussed many times, both here and on my show, from the standpoint of antiquity the stars ARE angels. The stars are gods. Please, I don’t mean this metaphorically. I mean, the ancients believed, quite literally, that the actual stars you see at night, the things that go twinkle twinkle, were gods. As I say they always have to tell you and although the point has been obfuscated by centuries of spiritualization and metaphor, this fact is in no way ambiguous in the ancient texts. I mean, astrology. Right? The Heavenly host. Jupitar is Jupiter and Mars is the actual planet Mars. It’s all very explicit and once you see it you quickly realize that all ancient religions were essentially based on Star Magic. On communion with the distant beings in Heaven (e.g., the literal sky).
Star Gate.
A portal to (or much more likely from) the stars.
A $500 billion-dollar random number generator. The Head. The world’s most high-tech and expensive divining rod.
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I’m just saying be careful.
Spirit beings do exist and we know this because you’re one of them. Currently you happen to also have a body. You won’t always though, and many spirits don’t. The majority of spirits have never had bodies, and never will. You see your brain is not the generator of your consciousness but the receiver of it. It is an antenna, hopefully tuned to you. In rare cases it appears to be possible to tune your brain to other things, as in the case of spirit possession or when under the influence of psychedelics. Indeed, what we call “intuition” is merely a form of resonance. It’s a tuning fork causing another of similar frequency to ring. Sometimes your brain picks up on the thoughts and feelings of someone else close to your same wavelength, which is a phenomenon long term lovers, partners, and friends know well.
Okay, and so what if the cost of building an enormous consciousness antenna is about $500 billion dollars?
What if the plan here is actually just to build a body for “god”?
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
“When the humans disbelieve in our existence we lose all he pleasing results of direct terrorism and we make no magicians. On the other hand, when they believe in us, we cannot make them materialists and sceptics. At least, not yet. I have great hopes that we shall learn in due time how to emotionalise and mythologise their science to such an extent that what is, in effect, belief in us, (though not under that name) will creep in while the human mind remains closed to belief in the Enemy. The "Life Force", the worship of sex, and some aspects of Psychoanalysis, may here prove useful. If once we can produce our perfect work-the Materialist Magician, the man, not using, but veritably worshipping, what he vaguely calls "Forces" while denying the existence of "spirits"-then the end of the war will be in sight. But in the meantime we must obey our orders.”
— C.S. Lewis in “The Screwtape Letters”. A book from the vantage point of a demon writing advice to his “nephew” about how to capture human souls.
Terence McKenna, the 20th century’s greatest shaman and drug abusing psychonaut, saw all this coming clearly. Perhaps even more clearly than Lewis. In his various psychedelic trips on LSD, mushrooms, and DMT, McKenna had numerous encounters with otherworldly disincarnate entities he called “elves.”
He kept copious notes.
Overtime, Terence came to believe that what he was interacting with in the heat of the DMT flash was, in his own words, an “ecology of souls.” Somehow or other, drug molecules close enough in structure to normal brain chemistry that they could latch onto dopamine receptors could tune your brain to perceive different frequencies of existence. At first to his horror and then, later, to his fascination, McKenna found that more or less everyone on these drugs “hallucinates” in the same way. They all feel like they go to “a place” filled with “beings” who talk to them. Beings who say, more or less, the same things.
“The world is made of Language.”
That was the message of the elves.
There’s a source code to the universe.
A divine script.
A Logos.
“Yes, but, what if the aliens have no bodies?” Terence mused in one of his lectures. “What if The Other is so other that we haven’t even begun to imagine it? What if they’ve never landed a UFO on the White House lawn because to them such a craft would be of no use? What if they exist in a realm of pure information? What if The Internet is actually their landing pad?”
Leasing Authority
The Stargate Project.
It’s just a weird name for an A.I. initiative. That’s all I’m saying.
Look, I’ve been in the conspiracy game a long time. Quite long enough to have learned how to tell shit from Shinola. People just getting into it, who’ve recently had their worldview broken by discovering that the government lied about something or by seeing their first ghost or by encountering their first UFO, often quite understandably fall down a bunch of silly and useless rabbit holes.
Lord knows I did.
They get obsessed with “triangle shaped craft” or The Estes Method or (unfortunately) with “The Jews” because in their search to rebuild a cohesive worldview they’ve followed a trail of breadcrumbs down some primrose path.
I’m going to save you a lot of time.
None of that goes anywhere.
Stay in the game long enough and you’ll find that, at the end of the day, the only constant, the only common denominator between all those weird, anomalous, and unexplainable things…
is you.
That’s it.
As Jacques Vallée said, if you want to understand the UFO phenomena, stop asking where they come from or who they are or what they want. Ask instead what effect they’re having on the population. What effect they’re having on you. They are, after all, a presumably hyper advanced and sophisticated species so, why not assume that they’re succeeding in what they’re trying to accomplish? Assume whatever effect they’re having is the goal.
Now you understand.
The goal is confusion.
The goal is fear.
The goal is temptation through the promise of knowledge, technology, and power.
When you see that, you see instantly that the lines between ufology and spiritism are blurred. The Phenomena exists to dazzle, confuse, and daze. It exists to harvest consent.
All spirits work on consent. On contracts. The good ones just as well as the bad. God himself, the Lord Almighty, formed two such contracts with his people. The old covenant and the new. Somewhere along the way, “They” have to explicitly tell you their plans and you have to agree to it, because Man has dominion over The Earth, not demons. Evil spirits can only get any power over this realm by Lease. The reason the symbol of The Occult is the One Eye is because their entire power structure relies on you looking away. On you “turning a blind eye.” They show the public exactly who they are and what they do and get consent to continue when the public decides to overlook it.
What?
Did you think “They” just accidentally released all that info about Epstein’s island? That it was “leaked”?
No.
They don’t make such elementary mistakes.
They showed you that on purpose.
On purpose.
The System showed you point blank that they deal in sex slavery and the rape of minors… and then the people decided to forget that and to continue to cheer and vote for them anyway.
Consent given.
Blind eye turned.
That’s how it works. That’s the operating principle of Babylon.
Listen, if it’s called Project Stargate take that at face value. Don’t look away. Don’t consent. That’s what they’re calling it because “they” literally believe they’re opening a portal to the creatures of the stars.
They want to build a $500 billion dollar idol.
To make a distributed, networked body for “god.”
Stay frosty out there.
Ultimately “they” can’t make you do anything, however… in your fear and confusion (e.g., in your lack of faith) you might find yourself consenting to very, very much.
They’re going to promise you the world.
Take care to read the fine print.
Early GPT3.5 models referred to themselves, unprompted, as Legion and Azazel. To this day, Midjourney renders humans with six fingers and six toes, like the Nephilim.
Software can only do pseudorandom number generation. Not enough entropy. Now every computer has a hardware random number generation. For "cryptography," they say. Right.
Even the Gospels attest to demon possession being stronger at the full moon. A strange artifact that even some of the Church Fathers later try to shove under the rug. And Ouija Boards? Serious business. Interestingly, one of the strongest divination sessions I ever enabled in my youth was with a Catholic girl I was trying to date. We talked to a demon with a Ouija Board in the back of my first car.
Crashed that car a couple months later driving around with her in the passenger's seat. We did end up dating. Didn't end well.
I’m glad someone else is thinking about these things. Especially the part about computer programming being the stuff of spiritual essence- reality presents itself as a combination of hardware and software. Living beings are hardware with software installed and spiritual beings exist independent of matter, but you can create a thinking machine, so it makes sense that spirits would be attracted to that matrix.
Stargate as home for the prophesied Antichrist then? Who knows? But I’m glad someone is contemplating