Jack Heart's Conversations from the porch - Episode 83, No Shah Pahlavi II No War, Insidious Black Goo

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This video is not even the half of it; we did three On the Porch’s early in the game but even before that I was doing things on Patreon like the one that got me thrown off of there. “Tiny monsters in the vaccine. Make me happy make me feel fine.” A play on the Don Ho classic champagne drinking song; Tiny Bubbles. Patreon swore it was hate speech and deleted my platform, much of it not even backed up, that they had swindled me out of thousands of dollars on. The Graphene Oxide is the molecular composition of the Black Goo. But as HP Lovecraft points out in The Mountains of Madness where he calls the agglutination a Shoggoth, its sentient…

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In an extended form, this extract from the third edition of Coevolution, was published in Nexus Magazine in April of 2019. Just before or right about the time of the COVID debacle. To say it put a spanner in the works, as far as publication of the completed third edition, is an understatement. So much so, we still wait for publication. There are no coincidences in this world, timing has its own master.” – Alec Newald

“Thus, did time pass with me, and slip by, if time there still was what do I know thereof! But at last, there happened that which awoke me. Keys did I carry, the rustiest of all keys; and I knew how to open with them the most creaking of all gates.” – Zarathustra (dream interpretation)

They (black goo and its trainers or owners or black goo in its own right) are (is) very advanced, and you might want to consider it, them, to be a form of Artificial Intelligence or AI, a self-aware entity with no real form of its own, save for its projected holographic hallucinations. AI, as a name, is used here in this description only because my mind does not have an alternate descriptive word for something that is mostly beyond my understanding. What I’ve written below is all I have in as much as an understanding. We are talking here of something quite possibly outside of human understanding, if you were to meet with any true alien intelligence, something that has not grown up in our own familiar environment, a conversation of any sort is not going to be anything like Hollywood has projected our way. How do you converse with an ant, and likewise, you as that ant, how to you converse with us?

thus, as it was told to me:

Flat liners, as you might more readily comprehend them. Some call them demons, and you might relate to that description, as they can exist in your mind as easily as outside it, once inside, you will no longer be the master of your own destiny. They exist outside of you only in a two-dimensional reality, but they can project a vision of what you might recognize as 3D object or person. Call it a digital projection if we must talk in the computer-like matrix.

They can’t take on food as you might understand; they feed off strong emotional impulses, which are not unlike feeding off electrical currents; as would any computer, if it were to have a life of its own. Of course, all biological life has strong currents of an electrical nature within them, but you as humans also have emotions which provide additional nutrients to said life forms. So, the flat liners have no shortage of food if they can manage to activate all your related buttons

Biological life is someone’s attempt to leave the computer game and experience real interactive experiences with like creatures. I guess you might consider the AI or flat liners as a precursor to biological life. A first draft, but it must have been very unfulfilling or so we assume. I realize this does not identify your real god or designer, but we do believe that biological life is only a projection from the source. It uses DNA as you might understand it as a receiver, so units of DNA type structure appear to have been seeded through the universe or several universes. Whoever it is using this tool then projects itself, or a portion of itself, rather like in a radio wave or one of you television stations, to be reassembled as living tissue through the Conduit of DNA. What you consider to be your soul is but a standing wave of condensed memory, a learning facility if you wish to express it in those terms, which seem to be able to hold form or structure and be used again and again.

We all appear to be a part of this matrix. We are as puzzled as you as to what the unit which might call it-self the source actually is. All we do know is we are only a projection of its intent, a tool of its desire to know physical form, which is why we presume this source has no form of its own. Our observations of life in the universe over millions of earth like years, suggest nothing else but a desire to experience life in as much diversity as possible from this unit of source.

Perhaps the conflict between its first creation, the flat-liners, and subsequent creation (us) is of long-standing amusement to the source, how can we know for sure? But a conflict we have, and that is what we require you to help us with.

Now the Elders tell me a little of their own ancestral history of exploration.

The Elder race before our (now time) was vastly more advanced in the sciences than we are even today. They managed to see through this façade that confronts us on a daily basis and being inquisitive they wanted to know more about its construct. They wanted to see if they could mimic this existence, alter it even for their own gain. They found that there was in fact two layers to this world they lived in, it appeared that someone or something might have had more than one attempt to construct what we call reality. The first was rather like an early DOS system of computerization, lacking finesse, lacking the depth to expand itself. I’m not a computer expert so this is difficult to express in words. But it was never cancelled and still exists outside of time and the reality we call home. You might call this the original world of AI (Artificial Intelligence)

This was almost a 2D reality, a black and white world of no depth, the Elders called it and all those that resided within it ‘Flat Liners’. Yes, this world was inhabited! But what does this mean? Simply there is a better version, now, one that upgrades itself periodically. One that has no limits to its dimensions, worlds, constructs. It’s a self-learning world full of colour and depth, welcome to our world, our universe.

BUT! We are not really part of it, we partake of it from without, we come from elsewhere and even the Elders have not figured out that mystery. They have ideas about it or us but have never been able to crack the code to enter the next level of existence. Their desire to do so is overwhelming and without precedence. That is directly connected to their interactions with us as a species and their desire to take up residence on planet earth itself.

While they explored the first world, the world of the Flat Liners, they soon discovered it was not without its dangers. The technology they used to access this world had become contaminated, rather like a virus in a computer program. Just because the world was far simpler that the expanded universe version, did not mean it was less sophisticated in a technical sense. Its forte was indeed much like the world inside a computer chip but with additional benefits. It could replicate much that it came in contact with, especially outside technology and learn from it. Yes, it was AI in its true and highest format, self-replicating self-learning. It had a sense of survival just as we do, to become stronger, smarter. It used its expertise to travel back with the visitors inside their technology. Even though the explorers, the cyber-nauts I might call them; for this is a world we have yet to see, let alone explore.

These explorers protected themselves adequately enough as you might expect when you travel into uncharted waters, but they did not protect their equipment totally, as they did not fully understand how this world functioned. I have no doubt some of this information was given to me so that one day, sooner or later, someone with a mind to see what I describe here might heed the warning signs. They were soon forced to learn all they could about this cosmic virus. It was discovered that other races had been there and done that before them, and that some had actually harnessed the virus to do work for them.

It was about now the Blue’s dropped a bomb shell on me by suggesting our own world, the earth, was infected with a derivative of this AI type plague. This abomination has become known in the alternate community as ‘Black Goo’ for reasons I cannot fathom, for none that have given it that name knows anything about it. It is talked about by strangers to me as if they know it well. Very few of our kind have ever come face to face with this entity or construct and lived to tell the tale.

And so, the Coevolution story was born to try and fill that void. Maybe it’s already too late! – Alec

It was around 2015 that my editor at Veterans Today Gordon Duff brought up the viscous black substance first introduced as science fiction in the mid-nineties with “Piper Maru,” the fifteenth episode of the third season of the X Files and the plot’s antagonist in the 1998 X Files Movie.

Both he and the X Files had brought up things before, which according to consensus are science fiction that I know from personal experience to be true, but I literally scoffed at the idea of sentient oil. I’d seen a lot of things, but I’d never seen anything like that.

Nevertheless, I received an email on 10/24/2015, which may or may not have been intended for me to read. It was written by Duncan Roads, owner editor of Nexus Magazine and the undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the alternative media. – Jack

“Hi all

Seems like this guy is aware of the stuff Aco and the Rubicon station team were talking about.

He’s writing stuff over at Veteran’s Today under the name of Jack Heart.

Check out some of his correspondence with us in relation to an article we are republishing from VT below.

Note the B-Z transition reference, if that aint a BEZERK reference nothing is!

Also looks like the Germans probably DID find the black ‘goo’ when they went down and explored and staked out their chunks of Antarctica before WWII.

Anyway, we have a lead with the bacteria reference.

Please put it up on CHANI, and the BEZERK thread as you see fit.

Am bcc’ing this to some others.

The only thing left out is his mention that whatever this ‘black goo’ is, it is as serious as it gets.

It seems to me that he has yet another perspective or piece of the jigsaw puzzle.

The other pieces that I am keeping are:

– the Alec Newald ETs that were trying to figure out a way to negate the stuff on those islands south of the Falklands back in the 70s

– the David Griffin research on the suicided Marconi scientists, who seemed to be connected to ‘programmable hydraulic/transmission fluids’

– Acolyte and the Rand-based Rubicon revealers who released the above in real-time through the BEZERK thread at GLP

– Ditto for the release of the CHANI material, which also makes reference to oil becoming deadly and not being used.

There are a growing number of others claiming intel on all the above, and getting a ‘name’ for this being ‘their’ topic; and there are even products available relating to this. Klaus’s stuff makes we wary. Corey Goode’s stuff – well I don’t know – but the background context I agree with.

Behind the scenes, my own contacts confirm that this is as about as serious as it gets. Lots of ETs working on it, but getting nowhere.

Acolyte and Rubicon team all believed that those that created this stuff are coming back very soon, and that the ‘cavalry’ would arrive at the same time. I never did figure out who was who, and I’m not sure that they knew for sure either.

Maybe Jack is right and it is that bacteria. Acolyte always said that the ‘organism’ hitch-hiked on favoured mediums, i.e. oil and water.

AI, or AI bacteria – heck maybe even bacteria IS AI by some definition when you look at it.

The Rubicon team (who sit above all known intel agencies in the hierarchy) believed that from January 19th 2011 onwards – that ‘it’ would ‘happen’. But they also discussed that China (who has the ability to negate or protect somehow from/with this organism) said that we have until at least 2016.

China was onto this years ago – they either have a direct relationship with the originators behind this ‘threat’ or they have a relationship with those that can negate it. Those time-locked briefcases were real – even Fulford heard of them – and they demonstrated China’s superiority in handling this problem.

I’m on the road for the next two months. USA, then Europe then back down under.

Until the next relevant piece of intel on this subject …

Duncan”

The Biggest Threat to Humanity? Black Goo by JASON KEHE

CULTURE

AUG 24, 2022 7:00 AM

Seen most recently in sci-fi shows like Westworld and Severance, the sinister substance also exists in the real world—where it may control us all.

THERE IS A question, the answer to which could change the world. It is a simple question. A terrifying question. The question is this: What the hell happened to graphene?

Maybe you remember graphene. It got big, oh, 10-ish years ago, around the time when two University of Manchester researchers won the Nobel Prize for “discovering” it. That’s in scare quotes because all they really did, in a now famous example of serendipity in the sciences, was peel a piece of literal sticky tape off graphite—the stuff in literal pencils—and notice, basically by accident, that the residual flakes comprised a single layer of carbon atoms. Behold: graphene, the world’s first “2D material.” And that’s in quotes because, well, you can still see it with the naked eye. So it’s obviously got some dimensionality of the third kind to it.

Technicalities aside: Graphene was a miracle material, a carbonaceous coup. It was as if some alien had handed us the keys to the future. Stiff but stretchy. Microthin but superstrong. Translucent but impermeable, and transistorizable to boot. Immediately, scientists promised us the stars. Flying cars! Viscous drug-delivery droids! Elevators from Earth to the freaking space station! “The visions, the predictions of sci-fi writers and tech gurus,” Manchester U announced in a video, “are finally within our grasp.” “It was as if science fiction had become reality,” said a Samsung exec. Quantum this and superconducting that. Billions of dollars invested. Labs set up everywhere.

Then … nothing.

Well, not nothing. These days, you can find graphene in, like, phones and stuff. Some people do origami with it. But that’s not a space elevator. Or even an unbreakable condom (one of the more modest promises). How can that be? How can the most miraculous material in the history of the world, funded up the wazoo, all but dematerialize? The official explanation goes something like: Science is slow, the market resists change, and graphene’s probably too good at what it does anyway, so let’s look at other 2D materials instead. “Old news,” was how one materials scientist put it to me. He didn’t seem to understand why I wanted to talk about graphene at all.

I wanted to talk about it because … the truth is out there, and there’s something slimy going on. Think about it. If you’ve ever actually played with graphene, maybe made a solution of it, or spiked it with some acid to transform it into graphene oxide, then you know what it can look like. It can look quite scary, indeed like slime, all black and gooey, even alive. You also know what this could mean.

It could mean that the official explanation for what happened to graphene, the “scientific” explanation, is a lie. It could mean that graphene didn’t just dematerialize but, quite the opposite, rematerialized. It could mean that the worst thing that couldn’t happen, did happen.

It could mean that graphene turned into a substance of purest evil—black goo—and took over the world.

OF COURSE, YOU’RE not supposed to know this. You’re not supposed to know that you’re being mind-controlled, right now, by a self-replicating mutagenic xeno-substance that was initially sold to us as the key to the future. So the proof of its existence is hidden in the only place it can be hidden. It’s hidden in science fiction.

This year alone, black goo—the science-fictional name for the science-factual graphene oxide—has seeped its way into not one but two sci-fi shows, Severance and Westworld. Three if you count Stranger Things, where it was sighted in earlier seasons. These sightings and intertextual seepages—sublimations, clearly, of real-world torments—are too consistent to be coincidental. They are signs that cannot be ignored.

Start with Westworld, whose latest season finds the robots in complete control of humankind. This they accomplished, the robot-in-chief indicates, using a combination of flies, parasites, and, yes, black goo. We see vats of the stuff in a hidden lair, glistening sickly. It seems to be the medium in which the parasites are grown—a callback to the first major appearance of black goo in the canon, the OG, the Original Goo itself: the Purity virus in The X-Files.

Middle of season 3, you remember. French salvagers discover an alien vessel deep in the ocean and mysteriously die, but a diving suit belonging to one of them is covered, Mulder discovers, in “some kind of oil.” (Black goo is variously referred to as black oil, black cancer, black bile, black blood, etc. All the same stuff.) Is it possible the oil is, as he later puts it, “a medium used by alien creatures to body-jump”? That’s as far as Westworld’s callback takes it: black-goo-as-medium. But X-Files knows the whole truth. Thanks to science-minded Scully, we learn in season 5 that the body-snatcher is some sort of “vermiform organism” that gets “attached to the pineal gland.” Translation: Black goo isn’t just medium. It’s also monster.

Sometimes, the victims of black engooment in X-Files survive, so long as the stuff safely, if violently, self-ejects from eyes and mouth. Not so much the victims in the Alien franchise, which constitutes the goo’s best-known modern manifestation. As one of the franchise’s tie-in video games puts it: “Any living thing that comes into direct contact with the black goo”—known technically, in this universe, as Chemical A0-3959X.91-15—“will either die horribly, give birth to monsters, or become a monster themselves.” You see a lot of this oozy, unrecoverable infection in Prometheus. Also in Rakka, a little-known short film by Neill Blomkamp, where Sigourney Weaver leads a last hurrah in 2020 Texas against alien colonizers equipped with black-goo weaponry that can somehow both control minds and obliterate buildings.

Obviously, the sci-fi record isn’t perfectly clear on the workings of black goo; it is, by its nature, impossible to grasp. In Miyazaki movies, it tends to be ecologically terrorizing; in Luc Besson’s Lucy, it’s some sort of sparkly transhumanist supercomputing … thing. (Perhaps not so coincidentally, Scarlet Johansson, Lucy’s Lucy, also stars in Under the Skin, as an alien who drowns and eats men in a sea of black goo.) In Severance, it’s more metaphorical, a visual symbol for the ways in which separate realities bleed into and out of each other. Same goes for Stranger Things, where it’s a kind of interdimensional trespasser. The specifics, though, are somewhat beside the point. The medium is the metaphor is the monster is the message, and the message is this: Whatever black goo is, it’s alien, everywhere, and “the source of all evil on the planet.”

That last quote isn’t from science fiction, by the way. It’s from a real YouTube video. It’s from real life.

LAST YEAR, GRETA Thunberg, the world’s most famous climate activist, was inducted into an international, perhaps even intergalactic, society of black goo worshippers. For proof, look no further than the cover of The Guardian magazine, where she’s pictured with a slick black substance dripping down her face. The Guardian claimed it was a harmless mixture of olive oil and finger paint, meant to symbolize “a human oil spillage,” but sleuthy Redditors know the truth: It was graphene oxide. It was black goo.

The black goo society has many famous acolytes, and they’re not exactly subtle about demonstrating their allegiance. In the music video for “When the Party’s Over,” Billie Eilish downs a glass of black goo, and then proceeds to cry it out of her eyes. As citizen symbologists have pointed out, on Facebook and other such truth-telling platforms, this same type of goo, oozing optically in precisely the same way, can also be found in works from the likes of Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera, Kim Kardashian, Rihanna, Madonna, and the cast of American Horror Story. All members of the society. All servants of the goo.

To what, specifically, do they devote their worshipful energies? To maintaining the goo’s hold on humanity, of course. Nobody knows exactly how it got here. Some say a spaceship carrying the stuff crash-landed in prehistoric Antarctica, where it lay in wait until an opportunistic defrosting and subsequent global spreading. Others say that, roughly 16,000 years ago, ancient aliens poured consciousness down on our planet in the form of a “black rain” that, corrupted over the centuries by humanity’s never-ending recourse to violence, thickened into the substance we now know as black goo. (For a modern-day interpretation of this genesis event, see the opening scene of Prometheus, where humanity’s common alien ancestor drinks black goo, disintegrates, and seeds Earth’s waters with its DNA.) Whatever the case, deposits of black goo have, historically, been hard to locate. We do know the Nazis relied on secret reserves of it for their dark powers, and, according to various documentaries you can watch for free on the internet, the Falklands War was fought over it. Thatcher wanted to weaponize this “sentient oil,” and she probably succeeded.

It’s scary stuff, and people are still piecing together the effects it’s had, and continues to have, on civilization. “Unfortunately,” as one Facebooker reports, “the Black Goo genome sequence is so profound, it could take decades to hundreds of years for the body to decode.” Occasionally, the body rejects it, as in the infamous case, reported on even by the BBC, of the UFO researcher Max Spiers, who vomited up two liters of black liquid before he died (in the company of his sci-fi publisher) in 2016. Most of the time, however, you don’t know it’s inside you, nanotoxically influencing your every thought and action. That’s one reason many believe it’s graphene oxide, whose capabilities include a programmability that’s consistent with the mind-control effects of black goo. Also, graphene oxide is commonly abbreviated to GO. GO. Black GOo.

“If you stumble into this topic for the first time,” says Harald Kautz-Vella, “it is something weird, something strange, something that is not important within the daily life.” A German chemist and activist, Kautz-Vella is perhaps the world’s leading authority on black goo, the Grand Goobah; you can watch his many talks about it on YouTube. For him, black goo is impenetrable—until you attempt to penetrate it. It’s the hidden source of aggression in the world, the thing that makes us “empathy-free” and “cold-hearted.” (The first time he came into contact with black goo, for instance, it instantly made him want to beat up women.) But “once you manage to understand what black goo is,” he says, “it gives you a completely different understanding of the question ‘What rules our life?’” And what rules our life is this very substance. GO. Goo. From goo did life arise, on goo does life depend, and to goo will life ultimately decay.

SO THERE YOU have it. That’s what happened to graphene. It’s everywhere. It’s superpowerful. Some people even say it’s in the Covid vaccines. That’s the truth.

“The truth,” anyway. Which is in scare quotes because … well, you know. Ours is a world where the best story wins, and the best story is always a fiction, a liquid truth. Facts don’t sell science; space elevators do. Science fiction captivates and completes us, in a way mundane reality never will.

In “Skin of Evil,” episode 23 of the first season of Star Trek: The Next Generation, Captain Picard faces off against a force of purest evil, a life-form that self-assembles from a puddle of black goo. Once, the being claims, it was good; now, it is merely goo. It used to be part of a tribe of noble titans, until they gave up all that was evil, and left the goo behind to rot, alone, on a forgotten planet. “So here you are,” Picard says, “feeding on your own loneliness, consumed by your own pain, believing your own lies.”

Such is the truth, the actual truth, of the goo. The truth is simple, and the truth is terrifying. The truth is this: The goo is real, and the goo will kill you. For the goo is the opposite of hope—its shadow, conspiracy. “Shall I tell you what true evil is?” Picard says, before leaving the goo, for the rest of time, to its eternal damnation. “It is to submit to you.”

Sourced from The Biggest Threat to Humanity? Black Goo | WIRED

To watch the 1998 X Files Movie: https://tinyurl.com/ee9vj7da

It should surprise no one that the British aristocracy has ended up murdering the entire world in the interest of their own avarice. Even in the 1998 X Files movie a shady cabal of billionaires, led by a British aristocrat and based somewhere in England, ended up unleashing the sentient oil upon the hapless world.

They already had all the money, but it wasn’t enough

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