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If it ain't the Hilldawg, what have we been doing for seven years.
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Nobel prize winning researcher Ivan Pavlov established a series of brilliant, sadistic, experiments, that wholesale reorganization of the human mind is a natural defense by the brain against cumulative stress.
When the brain shuts itself down the result is the loss of all prior conditioning -– all that we've learned or absorbed unconsciously over the course of our lives from satanist engineered mind control media.
TA’s FUD stress or "cognitive dissonance " is rapidly approaching the shut down point for cult media-controlled NPCs.
Pavlov’s prediction is not his best guess, it’s based on 30 years of experimental research into the effects of stress on the mammalian brain.
Pavlov commented: that the most basic inherited difference among people was how soon they reached this shutdown point and that the quick-to-shut-down have a fundamentally different type of nervous system. <<
When that critical point is reached the NPC brain scrams the higher cognitive processes, shuts down to protect itself, zeros the registers and reboots. According to Pavlov the human mind in this state resembles a child’s – receptive to new ideas and eager to learn new ways of thinking about old problems, enthusiastically adopting ideas to which we were formerly violently opposed.
To understand this reorganizational process at the biological level we need to absorb Pavlov's studies on fear conditioning.
Autonomous processes are not significantly affected. NPCs continue to maintain normal biofunctions, and if they taught after shut down, how to rebuild consciousness suited to Higher Worlds, recognizing the moral continuum of good evil, and adapted to nonlinear changes in material space.
https://sites.oxy.edu/clint/physio/article/Neurobiologyofpavlovianfearconditioning.pdf
DIG MEME PRAY
THE REGALIA
The Regalia was old, and an old, browned-out red,
Like Dijon moutard on which someone had bled;
Bound east from Coconava.
She was registered, maybe, in San Salvador
And she flew certain flags from before the Great War.
Who speaks of Ponte Vedra?
..or of where that bastardly boiler was from;
From hell is my geuss where it doubtless had come
in handy for tough cases.
And the crew? Well, the crew was a Dani-El's den,
of butt-fuckers, banshees and sad, tongueless men
who lived for conversation.
It was they who were first to report the disease
which spread to the rats and illegal Chinese
put on at Surabaya.
And at night came the jim-jams, at night came the cries;
of murder and merger and God damn their eyes
in half a hundred lingos.
And believe me, the blackman himself would turn pale,
If made to stand watch in a towering gale,
half mad with Java fever.
And by this point I didn't know chowder from chum
For ever since Oudh I'd been cutting the rum
with laudanum, and ether.
But I did see a merman off Porto Design,
an elderly fellow, he held up a sign,
It read: "They know you're coming."
In the straights of Malacca a monster appeared,
accepted our cook and said, "Don't be afeared.
The world's no worse than you are."
That may be, but it isn't a cure for the pox,
The ones with the balls and a brain in their box
Jumped ship in Yokohama.
While the rest of us, feeling a bisseleh stiffed
Took on certain stores, if you follow my drift –
And made for San Francisco.
Well, we got there God damn it, as I'm here to say,
Though porpoises pushed us a part of the way -
(That boiler was a bastard.)
In the hold was a fortune in copra and jute,
The captain's remains and a marvelous fruit,
Unknown in San Francisco.