The Cook’s Perspective
By Daniel Mann | February 2023
I’m not a writer. I’m not even a good story teller. You have been warned.
‘Blogging’… yuck. I am repulsed by the word as it appears on the page. It has this pretentious quality to it that makes me feel sick.
Editorial, maybe???
Perspective sounds much better.
A point of view from which to describe my mind set, or perhaps to expound upon Impressions, Beliefs, Sentiments, Observations, and, yes: Perspectives.
Perspectives from this nobody.
Damascus Steel Kitchen Knife Set by Mrinal Sumitran at https://www.artstation.com/mrinalsumitran
Prologue
This is a beginning of sorts, no matter how small it may be. I am not seeking to create a cult of personality. I do not seek a following. I do not aspire to be a David Wilcock, or an Ed Dames, a Linda Moulton Howe, an Art Bell, a George Noory, any sort of ‘influencer’, nor a Remote Viewing ‘personality’. It feels so… dirty. Dirty to even think about it happening, let alone in an ‘influencer’ sort of way.
I only offer information.
Take it or leave it. I care not.
I care only to make it available to those who would seek or want it.
I don’t expect these editorial misgivings to be overly long. My personal ‘Ego’ is somewhat gone from me. It has been weakened by a process of mental immolation, well, at least I don’t perceive it to be in total control any more. I managed to gain some level of control over it some time ago. It had to be burnt out with the rest of my assumptions on reality to be where I am today. My current state is a product of being blown apart psychologically, and having the opportunity to put it all back together with some level of personal introspection. Remote Viewing played a large role in that metamorphosis. They say it is better to burn out than fade away, but that song was written long before the musician burned out. I promise you that.
Some of you may identify with what I have to say and many will stop reading fairly quickly. I’m not doing this for those who wouldn’t care and especially not for those who would do so just to pick me apart or label me. I am doing this for those who might find the information useful for them in their own journey. I am not a professional shrink as they say, so don’t buy into anything I might offer. This is for those who had been tossed out of the frying pan and into the fire. It is only through that process of being burnt by the chaos and living through it, can one begin to reassemble the pieces of a shattered psyche. One has to have been at rock bottom before you can look upwards and to construct something better. I have traveled more than a mile in these shoes, and some of what I have to say may help you navigate this strange world.
Introduction
At this point, I do believe that a brief introduction is in order so that we might start somewhere. This will likely be an ‘every now and then’ sort of thing. So you probably should know a little bit more about me than what a short biographical blurb would say.
Hello, my name is Daniel Mann.
I was born to a lower middle class family during the late 1970s. As a child of the 80s and 90s, I grew up just outside of Chicago in North-Western Indiana. Up until recently, I was a 30+ year veteran of the culinary underworld. The culinary profession suited me well for most of my young adult life, and allowed me to travel moderately and modestly over those thirty years. The draw of travel and the mystique of the profession was enough to push me out the door at an early age. It has a quasi-punk rock-like allure to it that made it attractive to my young impressionable mind. Like most Chefs, I was as much of an ego-maniacal adrenaline junkie as the next cook cliche. The imagery, prestige, and egotistical status as a well-known Chef in this world was more than enough to get me going. Having such life plans, or lack thereof, abundant mischievousness and run-ins with the law became inevitable. As a result, I have always had an unhealthy skepticism or discontent for authority in all of it’s forms. Living life, as I thought it was, from the seat of my pants, left enough room to work hard and to play even harder. Living a Rock Star life without being a Rock Star takes it’s toll mentally, physically, and financially. If one plays stupid games, eventually they’ll win stupid prizes.
During these formative years of my young adult life, I never felt suited to the average life plan of most Americans of the 1990’s. The American Dream of a medium-sized house with a white picket fence, a family with 2.5 children, with a dog and cat never was appealing to me. It didn’t fit my egotistical mold. As a result of a chaotic temperament, I have always had an uneasy feeling in the back of my mind that something wasn’t right. There was something wrong with what we were being told by authority. I have known from an early age that we as a society have never been told the truth.
Interior Restaurant Kitchen by Park Jongmyeong at https://www.artstation.com/diaria
Much of my former life began to change in the mid aughts. The events of 9/11/2001 started to become more clear to me and induced a chain reaction that would shake up the foundation of my former life. I had slowly started to wake up to the paradigm of our reality: a reality that someone had been crafting. After the inevitable fall of this egomaniacal fool, I made a commitment to myself to find truth. Metaphorically, I wanted to see the largest picture I could, so I could see where I best fit into that big picture. I did not expect the turn that my life took, nor the amount of damage to my psyche that this path had inculcated. Once you have woken up to a new paradigm and have opened your eyes, one can not unsee what they have seen. One, simply, can not be reinstalled into the matrix. You can not go back to sleep. As much as I would like to at times, one can never go back.
“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards” -Søren Kierkegaard
Finding Remote Viewing
it was early March 2011, when Remote Viewing found me. The Nuclear Event at The Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Plant had just occurred, and I had been in the practice of relieving banks of their precious metals. After slowly waking up over the last six or seven years, I’d become focused on preparing for long-term survival. In an effort to obtain moderate amounts of copper and silver, I had began a process of what is known as Coin Roll Hunting. Over the course of several weeks I had many sessions of sorting particular pennies, dimes, and quarters by their dates. These dates separate the types of coinage by their amount of precious metal present in the coin. During a hunting session on March 13, 2011, I had been listening to a new, to me, broadcast of a show known as Coast to Coast A.M.
To this day, I can not remember how I’d come across this particular radio show. It was never in my world, and I don’t recall how I had come to be listening to it on that particular night. It was the first show I had ever listened to. In this particular broadcast, an unknown to me at the time, Major Ed Dames was expounding upon a prediction he had made during a previous radio show. This prediction about a nuclear disaster was strikingly similar to the facts known about the event in Japan at the Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Station in Ōkuma, Fukushima, Japan. The event occurred only a few days prior to the airing of this current radio show.
This was the day Remote Viewing found me.
Several years later, I would come to find that Major Dames’ prediction was correct about the earthquake, it’s magnitude, the earthquake’s general location, the type of nuclear reactor that failed, and the type of fuel being used in said reactor. Also, he correctly predicted that the reactor was not designed for the Mixed Oxide (MOX) Fuel and the event’s overarching magnitude equating to that of a miniature Chernobyl Disaster in scale. Admittedly, his predicted precise location of the reactor was off by about 110 kilometers. All was predicted roughly seven to nine years before the events of March 2011. Major Dames then began to talk about how he arrived upon the information that composed his predictions and that his process was a teachable technical skill. That night, I began a journey down a rabbit hole about Remote Viewing and that it would eventually lead to many, many more.
Skeptically, I began to use Major Dames’ Learn RV materials and his TRV community website. I intended to find out for myself it this learnable skill was real or just a grift. With every session I completed, I found more and more evidence that this thing called Remote Viewing did indeed work. Over the course of several months of practice, I became convinced that Remote Viewing was real. The only question I had left was how well I could get it to work for me. That was over eleven years ago now and to this very day I still get results that fascinate me. The more I get answers to difficult questions the more questions I have.
It should be known that there are times when we get results that will ruin our month. Resulting data so profound, destructive, and thought provoking that it ravages the entire foundation of one’s reality or paradigm. So much so, that one has to adjust and rebuild their current view of reality at large. One of the Fathers of Remote Viewing, Ingo Swann, famously described these sorts of session data as ‘Eight Martini’ results. Meaning that one would have to go and drink eight martinis to deal with the implications of the data. From my own personal experience: his saying holds truth.
“What is an ‘eight-martini’ result? Well, this is an intelligence community in-house term for Remote Viewing Data so good that it cracks everyone’s realities. So they have to go out and drink eight martinis to recover” -Ingo Swann
Taking in new information and incorporating it in to one’s reality or world view can take some time. It may require the destruction of foundational concepts that may be the bedrock of your personal mental paradigm. I’ve had more negative reactions to data than I care to speak about because of the state it can leave one being decimated. Suffice it to say that Remote Viewing is a life changing skill; albeit it’s rewards may not be what you are expecting.
Wrapping it up for now
So I think that this may be it for now. This is already getting too long in the tooth.
I wanted to introduce myself a little bit and give a little background on me for you to understand my perspective of things. I have several things I’d like to editorialize going forward. Mostly I’d like to shed a little insight of my perspective on some of our heavier hitting topics outlined in our main page articles. We prefer to ask the Universe heavier questions with the Remote Viewing process, and we have gotten additional data that needs more context. We hope to accomplish this in a variety of ways, and this editorial/perspective ‘short bit’ is just one of them. I am also hoping that in opening up a comments section on these ‘perspective’ posts, we can start a dialog with the people who find our work interesting. We will see how that goes. I may regret it.
I hope this finds you well and productive.
-D