21
Jul 10

Quantum Architecture

adapted from the poster for "Inception"

In 1943 Ayn Rand wrote The Fountainhead. Incidentally, Ayn was born in 1905 in St. Petersburg to a bourgeois family — an irrelevant piece of information?  Perhaps.

Ayn also founded the Ayn Rand Institute, which impacted social dynamics in this country, as well as globally, with noted current leaders raised under her influence.

The ideas discussed in The Fountainhead, as embodied in its leading character, John Galt, are still relevant to the core of architectural principles, perhaps even more so today than in the 1950’s.

Atelier 8 is pleased to launch Quantum Architecture, a blend of Ayn’s ideas mixed with Jeffersonian and Masonic principles, but with a Quantum understanding of the underlying implications, laced with anticipation of new emergent paradigms.

I’m further pleased to write this blog, immensely inspired by Valya, a uniquely brilliant and dear friend, also from Russia, although born to royal bloodline, and bred to refinement…um another piece of insignificant detail?  Perhaps not…

So Bryan calls me around 1700 hrs:  “Iliad, it’s gotta be — it hit me last night — it’s gotta be about an ‘architecture with purpose’…  just throwing it out there for you.”

“Thanks B!”

Here it goes:

Quantum Architecture

What is Quantum Architecture?

It’s architecture for new consciousness,

Architecture that embraces a non-hierarchical social structure, yet is responsive to currency control and management of said structures.

It’s design for new fluid spatial dynamics.

It’s design for new social paradigms based on multiplicity of nodal points in 3rd and 4th dimensional matrices, and beyond.

And it’s about designs that construct with the latest material syntax, fully cognizant of molecular relevance of matter in the design of space and form.

Quantum Architecture harnesses the power of thought,

And designs structures that are conduits of energy, symbiotically sympathetic exoskeletal projections of thought.

It’s architecture that regards buildings as integrated and dynamic social machines,

And designs organic structures that become extensions of the occupant organism, responsive and “Intelligent” partners in living patterns.

We have for a long while been building broken castles in the sky with old adages:  form follows function…  but what is function?  a singular static purpose? or a pluralistic language of purposes?

The political and moral fabrics of yesteryear are ripping at the seams, and their sponsoring patterns are failing to answer current needs.

It’s time to embrace a new language.  And so these are the underlying ideas that will generate our new urban and civil forms.

Atelier 8’s Delta-3, a visionary group of three knights, will act as vanguard of this new direction in design and integrated social systems.

I’m truly delighted that the Delta-3 has been brought together by a quantum leap of faith…

-Iliad Alexander Terra


16
Jul 10

Germantown Earth Quake

0500 hrs:

LOL calls me, “did you feel it?”

“Feel what?”

“They have taken the bone marrow, sucked the crust dry, the earth is shuddering, bled – they are murdering Gia!!”

“Calm down LOL –“

“No!  This is insane! And they call Joe insane! Damn them, damn them all to the hell…they have created —  they have murdered our world…”

LOL was talking about the advent of the paradigm shift, the battlefront of the next flood, the quantum shift in the matrix of our illusions, controlled by the matrix masters.

0505 hrs:

I turn on the television, and there it is… Germantown, north of Potomac, caving in…  Thousands of folks are inundating the phone lines, clogging the emergency services, asking the “authorities” for help, comfort… etc.  all that mammalian Sheeple blah-bah-bah…

0800 hrs:

The President makes light of the quake during his BP Spill briefing at the White House.

“No, I did not feel a thing,” he chuckles.

Meanwhile, far above the earth, satellites are collecting Geomagnetic data, triangulating the progress of the Hollow Earth Mission, dubbed BP Oil Spill.

The mobile HAARP units are placed on active alert.  Deep Core Thermal Energy drilling has now entered its delta phase.

0810 hrs:

The Trilateral Commission filters and disseminates controlled leaks to the middle management during an impromptu press release at the C Hall of Council on Foreign Relations building a few blocks away.  My friend Anya is there to announce the speakers.

Somewhere off 47th street, Manhattan, top floor, non-descript, key Bilderberg directors maneuver their asset holdings and strategy for the axial shift portal of the galactic realignment.

They are briefed that the ignition of Saturn is now entering its final phase. 13 Downing Street is conducting the sat conference.  the young Merovingian prince is cloaked in a purple robe, he will be the 13th prince, the Aquarius challenger to Mahdi.

While our Sunday star is now entering its prolonged solar minimum cycle, the new Saturday Illuminati group will ignite Saturn as the new radiant source.  Currency must flow through the system.

Is Ra El battle is afoot?  Isis is still in command.   The bow-shot was 911, presided over by the Order of the 33rd Degree, as a mechanism of controlled social herding and conditioning in preparation for adapting to the new refined and evolved light energy index.

1400 hrs:

Valya is pissed off at the French fools!  As old as time… The French have always been a thorn on the side of the Russkies, but Italians are the Russian soul…

“Ilya, did you cause the quake?  Did you?  Tell me!”

“…Yes”

Flesh must and will fade, the homeless have the force with them, the insane are the savants, their mind not imprisoned by the norm and structure of constructed delusions.

Zero-infinity hundred hours:

The place is now here / no where / center of there is here, all points have converged, as there was no point ever…

1+1 = 0,   no longer 1+1 will equal 3.  Beautiful duality collapses into monism.  The phone lines fall silent, the EMS services are rendered moot, the streets fade.  In a flash God…

In a flash, God recognizes itself as itself and the need to know itself ceases as there is no self to be known, and the cycle begins again only it never ever began.

Yet… there are two star-struck warriors, Valya and Ilya, now stars with radical motility, structuring light ray and sound wave energies into a new spiral RNA…  Creators of the true illuminated warriors…

-Iliad Alexander Terra


12
May 10

Privet Valentina, kakdila

What do you think a Mason, a lithe “Behemoth” named Valentina and a Neophyte named Alexander had in common at 0200 hours sitting at Northside Social in Arlington, the capital of the American avant-garde intellect?

Nothing short of revolutionizing the world!

She walked past the Mason and Alexander and glanced at them, paused, “Dho you khapin to khave a cigaghette?” her blue-grey eyes twinkled mischievously.

Alexander:  “What adorable accent…Russian?”

Valentina graced a slight left-leaning bow, “Why yes.”

And so it began…

We spoke of […] and of this and of that, but mainly of a cat named Behemoth and the color of letters and Bulgakov and Nabokov and well…

I drew a building, and she drew a bug, and he drew […] all from ideas conceived long before we had met each other and, well, we drew the same thing…

“But there is more!” she said.  “You know about the two suns, right?”

“Are you Saturnine?!” I exclaimed in awe.

“Ra, and El…” she pierced into my eyes, intensely, then smiled and made light of it.

“You… — OMG!!! how on earth? – wait you forgot Is… but how – “ I recovered.

She blinked and smiled a half-crooked smile with a sharp dimple crease…

“It’s all about diamonds and hearts,” our Mason friend interjected.

“Huh?” Valentina and I exclaimed simultaneously.

He later explained to me privately the wisdom of 16 hearts and a diamond of light…  Oh, how delectable…

But I digress, or do I?

Sweet Valentina, kharosho…

-Iliad Alexander Terra


10
May 10

Three knights

So last night we three knights burnt the midnight candle,

Sires Iliad, Bryan and Keidawn.

We broke bread and poured wine on the charred fat of a hunted daemon.

We three fathers raised the dialogue and chose to sacrifice,

And construct an evolved RNA,

Bold, fresh and RAW!

For you see…

…blessed from the cauldron of divine crucible,

We crafted a Sowrd tempered by alloyed wordS

And Swore upon oath that

We each be custodian to children, and to their worldS.

And by the breath of the hidden enigma,

We vowed to fashion a Dagger and wrest the pearl from the Dragon’s lair.

-Iliad Alexander Terra


05
May 10

Vanessa

Vanessa: “Iliad, what is money?”

Iliad: “It’s an illusion!

As sure as I sit here, I am aware of the illusion, the mirage, the game, the contrived mechanism woven to harness and harvest our life-force…

Life is a river of souls flowing through the matrix of flesh in perpetual flux suspended at the center of infinity.  We delude ourselves…, and holographically project a world that is a likely reflection of our inner quest, devolved and evolved, as it were.”

Vanessa: “You are eradicating the currency paradigm?”

Iliad: “Precisely!  This appended garbage stifling and suffocating the potential evolution of beings has mired and stymied so many a passage, rending a horrific graveyard of shriveled-up souls.

Our singular mission is to evolve unto stars.  Each star is a radiant soul.

The true cost of currency is the countless souls that have perished in the bog…”

Vanessa wraps the blanket around herself, and looks up at the starry night: “that’s an amazing concept!”

Iliad: “I can no longer define a being by the body it wears, let alone the things it drowns itself under.

What rivets me is the story of each passage, the struggle of each soul birthed and the trajectory of its élan.

We are the image of God and god is in Our image.  Our story is the very story of the multiverse itself.”

-Iliad A. Terra