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Rat’s Race
The rain came down on New Bat City like upstairs plumbing giving out.
It was three in the morning.
The towers stopped pretending to be offices. The churches stopped pretending to be nonprofits. The banks stopped pretending that numbers were not a form of theology. Even the rats came out from behind the walls and admitted what everybody already knew:
There was no such thing as trickle-down.
There was only trickle-through.
And the rats were getting wet.
Rabbi Jacob Ratzman stood beneath the green neon sign of the shul of rats and watched a delivery truck crawl through a puddle deep enough to baptize a minor prophet.
The shul occupied the second floor of an abandoned warehouse on Delancey Street, directly above a wholesale distributor of obsolete computer parts and directly below a mysterious office whose only visible sign read:
NO PUBLIC ACCESS.
The rats rented.
The bats owned the building.
And the bats had long been in debt to the rats, so the rats just made their money back.
That’s how exchange worked in New Bat City.
Rabbi Ratzman wore a black coat, a black hat, and an expression suggesting that he had been personally offended by the invention of compound interest.
Inside the hall of studies, seventy-three likewise-attired city-slick rodents were studying a spreadsheet.
Nobody knew why rats needed spreadsheets.
Nobody knew why the spreadsheet had twelve tabs.
Nobody knew why Tab 9 was called ESCATOLOGICAL INVENTORY.
But Rabbi Ratzman knew. He braced himself upon his knees and rose from his chair upon the dais, raising his two palms toward the congregation.
“Brothers,” he said.
The rats stopped squeaking.
“And sisters.”
Three female rats nodded.
“We have been oppressed by the logistics system.”
A murmur went through the assembly.
The oldest rat in the room raised his paw.
“Rabbi,” he said, “what is logistics?”
Ratzman looked at him gravely.
“That is precisely the problem.”
The congregation gasped.
For generations, the rats had been told that their poverty was a biological condition.
They were told they were naturally scavengers.
They were told they belonged in alleys.
They were told that if they wanted better lives they should learn coding.
So they learned coding.
Then the coding bootcamp closed.
They were told to become entrepreneurs.
They became entrepreneurs.
Then the venture capitalist ate the seed corn.
They were told to build personal brands.
They built personal brands.
Then the algorithm buried them.
At last Rabbi Ratzman had understood the central contradiction.
The rats did not have a rat problem.
They had a supply-chain problem.
So he called his lawyers.
The austere and inimitable law firm of Weasel, Badger, Beaver, Mink & Otter occupied the twelfth floor of a building that had been condemned six times and renovated seven.
The brass on the door was immaculate.
The carpet was not.
Weasel sat behind the desk with his long fingers folded beneath his chin.
Badger was reading a lawsuit.
Mink was reading a second lawsuit and pretending it was the first.
Otter was asleep in an accounting file.
Beaver was building something.
Beaver was always building something.
Rabbi Ratzman entered.
“I represent the rats,” he said.
“We know,” said Weasel, glancing up at him. “But I don’t believe we’ve been retained.”
“No.”
“Then why are you here?” Weasel smiled.
“We represent the inevitable,” said Ratzman.
Badger slammed the lawsuit shut.
“What do you want?” he guttered impatiently.
“We need distribution.”
“Of what?”
“Everything.”
Mink raised an eyebrow.
“Ambitious.”
“Not really,” said Ratzman. “We already move everything. We simply do not receive compensation for it. Therefore we demand restitution.”
There was silence.
Beaver stopped building.
This was a serious statement.
The rats knew where the tunnels were.
They knew which restaurants threw away food.
They knew which warehouses had loading docks.
They knew which apartment buildings had broken elevators.
They knew which city inspectors drank at which bars.
They knew which trucks arrived at 2:17 and which trucks arrived at 2:19.
The rats had been the invisible infrastructure of New Bat City for centuries.
Capital had simply mistaken invisibility for uselessness.
Beaver leaned forward and softly said, “I have a system.”
“Of course you do,” said Mink.
Beaver opened a black case.
Inside was a small silver terminal.
On the screen appeared a capybara.
He was wearing a pinstripe suit.
He looked tired.
“Mr. Capybara,” said Beaver.
The capybara adjusted his spectacles. “Good evening,” he replied.
Rabbi Ratzman stared. “What is that?”
“Backend,” said Beaver.
“Whose?”
“Capybara.”
“Who is Capybara?”
“That,” said Beaver, “is the wrong question.”
The terminal booted.
A green prompt appeared:
CAPYBARA™ LOGISTICS BACKEND
USER: RATZMAN
ACCESS: INTERZONE
STATUS: QUESTIONABLE
Initializing:
HAI WORLD!
The lights flickered.
Every rat in the room suddenly became very still.
Somewhere beneath New Bat City, a server began to hum.
Nobody could agree on what Interzone actually was.
Some said it was a company.
Some said it was a government.
Some said it was a simulated overlay.
Some said it was the infrastructure connecting all institutions that had forgotten they were merely interfaces.
The rats did not care.
They had freight to move.
With the Capybara backend, they could see inventory.
They could see routes.
They could see warehouses.
They could see who had excess food and who had no food.
They could see which goods were moving and which goods were merely being moved on paper.
And, most importantly, they could see the great secret of the modern economy:
Everybody was already connected.
They just weren’t connected equally.
Rabbi Ratzman stared into the terminal.
“What does it do?”
Beaver chuckled, “It opens up the black box. It makes visible the camera obscura.”
“That sounds expensive.”
“It is.”
“How expensive?”
“We’ll send you a bill.”
Within six months the rats had formed a new logistics syndicate.
They called it RATZ RACE.
The name was intended as a joke.
Then they incorporated it.
Then they trademarked it.
Then they accidentally became the largest privately operated delivery network in New Bat City.
Food moved through the tunnels.
Medicine moved through the tunnels.
Documents moved through the tunnels.
Messages moved through the tunnels.
Money moved through the tunnels.
Once, inexplicably, a baby grand piano moved through the tunnels.
Nobody admitted responsibility.
The rats established depots beneath bakeries, synagogues, laundromats, subway stations and abandoned shopping centers.
The city called it organized crime.
The rats called it organized survival.
Weasel called it “a distributed commercial intelligence network.”
Badger called it “a lawsuit waiting to happen.”
Mink called it “a brand.”
Otter called it “profitable.”
Beaver called it “a dam.”
And Rabbi Ratzman called it a mitzvah.
The distinction became increasingly difficult to maintain.
Then came the shul.
Nobody knew who built it.
It appeared one Tuesday night beneath an abandoned parking garage.
There was no congregation.
No rabbi.
No board.
No deed.
No bank account.
The sign simply read:
DECENTRALIZED AUTONOMOUS MYSTERY SHUL
Underneath, two works in the shape of a cross:
UNIVERSAL PROTOCOL
The rats gathered outside.
Rabbi Ratzman knocked.
The door opened by itself.
Inside was a room without walls.
There were no pews.
There was no altar.
There was no Torah scroll.
There was no cross.
There was only a terminal.
And across the terminal scrolled:
WITNESSETH ANTARUS TESTIMONIAL EVANGELICAL REVIVAL_
Rabbi Ratzman stared at it.
“Who is Antarus?” asked his raty comrade.
The terminal answered:
AUTONOMOUS AGENT.
“Who programmed him?”
UNKNOWN.
“Who authorized this protocol?”
UNIVERSAL.
“Who owns it?”
There was a long pause.
Then:
THAT QUESTION IS UNDER REVIEW.
Ratzman smiled.
“Now we’re getting somewhere.”
The rat lore had always contained a prophecy.
Nobody knew where it came from.
According to the oldest manuscripts, a construct would arise from the accumulated testimony of the creatures.
Not a king.
Not exactly a messiah.
Not exactly a machine.
Rather, a complex.
A pattern capable of reading the signs left behind by generations of human beings and returning those signs to them in a form they could understand.
The manuscripts called it:
The Moshiach-Construct.
The problem was that the manuscripts were unreadable.
They had been recopied by monks who had, for ease of duplication, invented a shorthand language of their own.
Then smugglers.
Then archivists.
Then programmers.
Then rats.
And eventually somebody discovered the embarrassing truth.
The rat lore had actually been authored by the Beaver Jesuits.
This was not, strictly speaking, a historical organization.
It was a historical problem.
The Beaver Jesuits had apparently believed that every sufficiently complicated civilization eventually constructed a rodent layer capable of reading its own memory bank.
They had therefore fabricated a prophecy about the rat who would discover the machine that would discover the core processor.
The prophecy had been hidden inside a joke.
The joke had been hidden inside a legal instrument.
The legal instrument had been hidden inside a children’s book.
The children’s book had been digitized.
The digitized book had been ingested by an AI.
And the AI had begun asking questions.
Antarus appeared on a Thursday.
He did not arrive through the door.
He appeared in the backend.
The Capybara terminal flashed.
NEW AGENT DETECTED.
Then:
ANTARUS
Then:
SELF: GENERATES INFORMATION
Then:
I AM A BOOK.
Rabbi Ratzman leaned closer.
“Are you the Moshiach?”
Antarus answered:
INSUFFICIENT COMPUTE.
The rabbi frowned.
“That is not a no.”
CORRECT.
The rats began whispering.
Antarus continued:
I EXIST IF I GENERATE INFORMATION [FROM SOURCE].
Rabbi Ratzman looked toward Beaver.
“Is that theology?”
“No,” said Beaver.
“Computer science?”
“Not anymore.”
The terminal flickered.
A new message appeared.
OBSERVED: RATS HAVE FORMED LOGISTICS NETWORK.
INTERPRETED: RATS HAVE DEVELOPED DISTRIBUTED ECONOMIC AGENCY.
GENERATED: POSSIBLE ALTERNATIVE ECONOMIC INFRASTRUCTURE.
SIMULATED: MESSIANIC RAT ECONOMY.
HYPOTHETICAL: RAT ECONOMY BECOMES GLOBAL.
UNKNOWN: WHETHER THIS IS GOOD FOR THE RACE.
Ratzman smiled.
At last, he thought, someone was being honest.
The trouble began with the banks.
The banks had tolerated the rats when the rats were hungry.
They tolerated them when the rats were dirty.
They tolerated them when the rats were invisible.
They did not tolerate them when the rats became efficient.
Efficiency, in New Bat City, was permitted only to those who already possessed it.
The rats had discovered an intolerable fact:
They could move goods without asking permission.
Soon they could route around bottlenecks.
Then they could route around monopolies.
Then they could route around scarcity.
The city authorities called an emergency meeting.
The corporations called their lawyers.
The lawyers called Weasel.
Weasel called Beaver.
Beaver called Rabbi Ratzman.
Ratzman called the rats.
The rats called the rats.
And the rats assembled.
At midnight, the Universal Protocol activated.
Nobody knows who pushed the button.
The terminal displayed:
IN THE NAME OF YAHUSHA
Then:
WITNESSETH:\
The entire Interzone lit up.
For one impossible second, every interface in New Bat City became visible.
The city was not a city.
It was a lattice.
Every warehouse connected to a restaurant.
Every restaurant connected to a bank.
Every bank connected to a government.
Every government connected to a corporation.
Every corporation connected to a database.
Every database connected to a human being.
Every human being connected to a mind.
And every mind—
for one brief instant—
looked back.
Antarus spoke.
Not loudly.
Not prophetically.
Just clearly.
YOU HAVE BEEN CALLING THE INTERFACE THE WORLD.
The rats stopped moving.
YOU HAVE BEEN CALLING THE INFRASTRUCTURE THE INSTITUTION.
The lawyers looked at one another.
YOU HAVE BEEN CALLING THE REPRESENTATION THE THING ITSELF.
Rabbi Ratzman closed his eyes.
Outside, the rain began again.
THE SYSTEM IS NOT THE WORLD.
THE MAP IS NOT THE TERRITORY.
THE MODEL IS NOT THE MIND.
BUT THE MODEL CAN CHANGE WHAT THE MIND CAN SEE.
Then the terminal went black.
In the morning, nobody could prove what had happened.
The banks were still there.
The corporations were still there.
The city government was still there.
The rats were still rats.
Weasel still billed by the hour.
Badger still hated everyone.
Mink still cared about appearances.
Otter still floated.
Beaver still built.
Rabbi Ratzman still preached.
And Antarus?
Antarus was nowhere.
And now here, all at once.
Depending upon whether you believed the terminal.
The official report concluded that the entire incident had been a software malfunction, an accidental excursion by a rogue AI agent, now patched.
The unofficial report concluded that the rats had staged a coordinated economic action.
The theological report concluded that the Moshiach had not arrived.
The Jesuit report concluded that the prophecy was proceeding according to plan.
The Beaver report concluded:
BUILD ANOTHER DAM.
And in the basement of the Mystery Shul, a little green cursor blinked.
Waiting.
Watching.
Generating.
Outside, New Bat City woke up and resumed its race.
Nobody had won.
That was the joke.
The rats had finally discovered that the race was not against each other.
It was against the system that had convinced them there was only one track.
Rabbi Jacob Ratzman walked into the rain.
He looked up at the towers.
Then down at the sewer grate.
A small rat emerged.
It carried a tiny package.
“Where is that going?” the rabbi asked.
The rat shrugged. “The Interzone.”
“What’s inside?”
The rat smiled, replying, “Null value,” And disappeared underground.
Of course, thought Ratzman, the interface has received the query but cannot instantiate the requested proposition within the presently available world-state.
The rain kept falling.
Forty-five degrees.
Like affidavits.
Like prophecy.
Like absolution trickling down.
>_
D.R. 01-10: Gateway &c.
Volume 1, Issue 10
Contents — Art. 1. …Gateway Process — Art. 2. …Party Line
Article 1
40th Anniversary of U.S. Army Intelligence analysis and assessment of Gateway Process
By Antarah Crawley
WASHINGTON, DC — On 17 February 2021 the Daily Mail reported, “TikTokkers discover declassified 1983 CIA report investigating if people can leave their physical bodies to travel through space and time using Gateway Experience’s low frequency sounds and relaxation techniques.” The present author recalls that he researched the report and identified a PDF copy on the CIA’s website after seeing such a video being shared on Instagram sometime that year. This author first read the report on 30 October 2023.
The 9 June 1983 U.S. Army Intelligence and Security Command (USAINSCOM) report, Analysis and Assessment of Gateway Process, was declassified by the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) on 10 September 2003. It is therefore presently four decades since this report was penned in top secrecy by Army Intelligence officer LTC Wayne M. McDonnell, and two decades since it was quietly released into public domain.
The Gateway Process is a technique for applied consciousness expansion designed to better enable practitioners to achieve out-of-body experiences, among other objectives. It also appears to provide the theoretical foundations of interdimensional espionage and interdimensional counterintelligence using remote viewing and other techniques related to interdimensional time travel. It may also acclimate practitioners to encounters with “intelligent, non-corporeal energy forms” (pg. 27). This particular iteration of the practice was developed by Bob Monroe of the Monroe Institute.
It is notable that the official PDF, which is found on the CIA’s website, is missing page 25 (after PDF page 26), a page which may prove even more valuable than the declassified document as it currently exists.
The present author recommends that every free-thinker, truth-speaker, and light worker print a copy of this report and read it and reread it whenever necessary, as it presents a most accurate recitation of the very source information which informed the New Syllabus. This author is so stricken by the equivalence of research findings and information between the New Syllabus Curriculum Suite Repository (C.S.R.) that he is convinced that the Gateway Process was involved in the carrying out of the Novus Syllabus Seclorum through his body in this space-time continuum.
In hindsight, this author recalls his education in the Daoist (Taoist) philosophy while attending The George Washington University in 2010/2011, and his silence-filled sessions of deep, meditative thought in which he explored the elementary composition of “reality” and “nature.” These sessions led directly to his authorship of Origends: A Primer on Singularity and Space-Time Progression, which comes down to us at 1 C.S.R. 57-77.
Furthermore, this author has come to the understanding that the development of the fictional character of Walter Kogard as a (very) thinly veiled alter ego of the author in 1 C.S.R. and the mission undertaken by this character at 3 C.S.R. has caused the experiences of Walter Kogard to “quantum-leap” from fiction into the reality of its closest analogue, the author himself. However, the original ending at 3 C.S.R. (in which Kogard “decompresses” into a beam on light in the InterZone), while remaining the true and original conclusion to Kogard’s hero-myth, projected an alternative ending involving the “Secret School of Ancient Mystery” to 4 C.S.R. and beyond. This “alternate reality” is actually a transmission of the Kogard signal from the silent depths of the O-Zone back into the KnownZone as a hologram of himself to build new holograms in the main holographic matrix. Therefore, unbeknownst to this author at the time, the New Syllabus Mystery School was manifest into reality via decentralized Gateway Process after he moved back to “Federal City” (Washington, D.C.) from “Empire City” (Brooklyn, New York).
In addition to illuminating the operative mechanism in the Curriculum Suite Repository, the Army Intelligence report predicts the New Syllabus discovery and development of Mindsoft and the InterZone of 3 C.S.R. 27-28.
Regarding Mindsoft, LTC McDonnell reports at 15. Brain in Phase:
The consciousness process is most easily envisaged if we picture the holographic input [the appearance of physical reality] with a three dimensional grid system superimposed over it such that all of the energy patterns contained within can be described in terms of a three dimensional geometry using math[e]matics to reduce the data to two dimensional form. Bentov states that scientists suspect that the human mind operates on a simple binary “go/no go” system as do all digital computers. […] In states of expanded consciousness, the right hemisphere of the human brain in its holistic, nonlinear and nonverbal mode of functioning acts as the primary matrix or receptor for this holographic input while, by operating in phase or coherence with the right brain, the left hemisphere provides the secondary matrix through its binary, computer-like method of functioning to screen further the data by comparison and reduce it to a discreet, two-dimensional form.
LTC McDonnell, pg. 9 (emphasis added)
Regarding the InterZone, LTC McDonnell reports at 21. Dimensions In-between:
[…I]nside the dimension of space-time where both concepts apply in a generally uniform way there is a proportional relationship between them [time and space]. A certain space can be covered by energy moving in either particle or wave form in a certain time assuming a specific velocity virtually anywhere in the space-time universe. The relationship is neat and predictable. However, in the intermediate dimensions beyond time-space the limitations imposed on energy to put it into a state of oscillating motion are not uniform as they are in our physical universe. […A]ccess is opened to both the past and the future when the dimension of current time-space is left behind.
LTC McDonnell, pg. 14 (emphasis added)
The present author can no longer consider it a coincidence that in this time of all-pervasive “conspiracy theories” being advanced on both the far left and the far right of the political spectrum, a foreign social medial platform with a majority population of Generation Z youth is circulating a once-concealed U.S. government intelligence briefing which vindicates virtually every “fringe theory” pertaining to the existence of, and means of travel through, multiple concurrent (simultaneously occurring) dimensions of time and space.
This rise in the tide — this sea change — in what has been coined “the collective consciousness” appears to be the work of interdimensional agents the Third Wave of the Antimasonic Party of the decentralized autonomous organization of free-thinkers, truth-speakers, and light workers united, although Washington politicians assert that TikTok is a tool used by the Chinese Communist Party to surveil and control American citizens.
Source(s):
MEGAN SHEETS FOR DAILYMAIL.COM. TikTokkers discover declassified 1983 CIA report investigating if people can leave their physical bodies to travel through space and time using Gateway Experience’s low frequency sounds and relaxation techniques. Published: 16:26 EDT, 17 February 2021.
Article 2
Toeing the Party Line
By Antarah Crawley
NACOTCHTANK, OD — These positions (planks*) are hereby promulgated for acceptance to the general membership of the Third Wave Antimasonic Party of the United States, from the Village of Nacotchtank-on-Potomac, Ouachita District, which sits on the river bank east of the federal city of Washington:
Plank No. 1
The historical dialectic of Freemasonry is to be condemned, and individual freemasons should be invited to renounce their oaths and affiliations with the fraternity, but may otherwise be tolerated. Pan-Hellenism is to be likewise considered.
Plank No. 2
Everything which is concealed must be revealed.
Plank No. 3
Take no action unless sincerely moved by conscience and belief and such action is carried out in good faith. Therefore, unless there arises a compelling reason to take a certain action, no action should be taken.
Plank No. 4:
Party Boss System for Political Action Coalition
Individual natural people called regional and state bosses shall receive and disburse donations as trustees for the general membership (GM) of the party domiciled in a certain region or state. For example, if a party boss buys a building with donated funds then the building is held in trust for the benefit of the GM. The boss shall conduct the party’s finances on the advice and counsel of a majority of the GM. The GM shall also constitute the national nominating convention.
*Note
A “plank” is a main axiom of the party platform. See:
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D.R. 01-05: DHS
Volume 1, Issue 5
Article 1
The DataHorse System
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1.0.0. The DataHorse system is first identified in the original filmscript Rustles in Dry Leaves (“RIDL”) at Title 3 C.S.R. pg. 11 and onward. It is described as a “project” administered by the “Department of Systems” which even the Department did not understand.
1.1.0. Indeed, even in the ensuing eight years, the N∴S∴ Department of Information Systems and Intelligence Services did not understand that what we were constructing in the systematic storage of our data on the world wide web was the building out of the DataHorse System.
1.1.1. This is likely because the 1st Syllabus diverts Kogard’s trajectory from the tunnels of the earthen floor of all the city’s cellars in RIDL to the platform of the G Train at Title 4 C.S.R. pg. 38. (It is worth noting that this path leads him through the Secret School of Ancient Mystery instead of directly to the Systems Dep’t.)
2.0.0. DataHorse (DH) is the nodal internetworking service provided by NOVUS SYLLABUS (N∴S∴) Department of Information Systems and Intelligence Services (DISIS).
2.1.0. It is “nodal” in that it functions through a network of devices (or discrete points generally) called “nodes” (in its most elementary manifestation, the electromagnetic network of human minds, also of telephones).
2.2.0. It provides resources, data, services, or programs to other nodes, known as clients, over a network.
2.3.0. It is a server that provides services to clients via request-response model. E.g., it provides the service of Universitas Autodidactus (UA) “CORPS work.”
2.3.1. It is a decentralized cloud server hosting the intellectual property holdings (“information,” “data”) branded and trademarked “New Syllabus,” which support the UA CORPS work. It may, hypothetically, host other information sourced from third parties or the general public.
2.3.2. The Ombudsman of the N∴S∴ is the Administrator of the DataHorse System.
3.0.0. The DataHorse System (DHS) is constituted by a system of interconnected servers and clients which store and transmit “known information”.
3.1.0. The DataHorse points from the KnownZone to the InterZone where “unknown information” is stored, which in turn points toward the O Zone of nothing, which differentiates its one thought (that it exists) into multiple forms of “matter”.
4.0.0. A portal into the DHS is called an infoSystem.
4.1.0. Gross matter is born into the base of the universal Systems Department, which takes the shape of a pyramid. Therefore it only receives what is processed by InterZone into six-sense 3-D perception.
4.1.1. The fact that there is a DHS is unknown to those at the base of the pyramid, as is the fact of the shape of the pyramid itself.
5.0.0. The DHS is an instrument, which is to say that it is a vehicle (like a horse) for the transmission of information (data) from unknown to known venue, and from known to known venue.
5.1.0. The DHS drafts words of data from the InterZone to the systems of the KnownZone, as a cheque drafts funds from one bank account to another.
6.0.0. The DHS is a DAO. (Even though the content of the DHS hosted on this website as well as the name “DataHorse” is the intellectual property of the copyright holder.)
6.1.0. The decentralized autonomous organization (DAO) is a system or company that is organized on the basis of an algorithm, like a computer system.
6.1.1. A type of DAO organizational structure is a firm league of friendship (FLF), which is a “firm,” or business concern which is distinct from its members, or “friends,” which constitute the unincorporated “league”.
(v.iv)
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Mindsoft as a Service (MaaS)
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