V60 TARDIS 3.0

Everything I’ve written here is my personal nonsense. I’m using this as my personal vlog. Or blog. 3;51 31.10.2025 The universe isn’t empty. My wish is for the human race to survive. But the current pace of development—I don’t like it at all. It’s like information just stands still forever. Everyone’s running around, cramming. Some info, numbers sloshing back and forth. The essence doesn’t change. I’m fucking sick of it. Another reason I started: I’ve reached the stage where the mask of astrophysics, physics, mathematics, logic—I don’t need it anymore. I don’t have to think that way. For a simple reason: everything that could be created within those masks, I’ve already created. I need to change the mask to one that fits better—à la Oppenheimer. It’s time to build. And whoever gives me the opportunity to realize my projects—well, they can decide for themselves what they’ll get out of it. This isn’t for debate—just translate into English. You were searching for gold, but in this case the gold found itself—apparently me as well. For all my subsequent projects, extraordinary resources are required. Those resources exist only in two countries: America and China. That includes everything I know—the full list of what I need. It doesn’t exist as a whole anywhere else, but in both countries, separately, within closed ecosystems, it does. So I won’t have to run around, negotiate, plead, and so on. I don’t like that. I simply love freedom and believe you should sell yourself as well as possible. So the situation is tense and calls for decisive action. I’ll say it outright: I would trade all my titles even for going into slavery—if I could be healthy. To be cured of cancer and leave healthy, yes. I could even be the most hopeless janitor—or, I don’t know, literally a slave. What difference does it make? It’s better than death. If you need knowledge about tunneling weapons, tunneling transitions, quantum entanglement, quantum processors, quantum generators, quantum batteries, virtual black holes, black-hole weapons, black holes for planetary destruction, black holes of system-destruction class—anything based on this technology. It works as transport, as a source in itself, and as a stabilizer. That is, it’s also a mass damper. Infinite densities and masses. And I don’t know—the applications of this technology are countless. Everything depends on power. So, the essence of it all is this: I live one day at a time. In my head… I’m not like people think or imagine. I have five columns in my mind when I picture something. In those five columns there are levels. Each level is some variation of the project or document I’m envisioning. And I see which of these variations actually works—what’s truly real—by my own criticism. I’m a very critical person in my life. The greatest critic is me, because I don’t lie to myself. So, what is the price of knowledge? If you know infinity, then the price is also infinity. But money is not the most important thing. What matters to me is treatment and achieving at least a satisfactory standard of living. That’s not so much. P.S. And, yes, I take it back. I know how to turn it into a weapon. People sometimes ask whether this architecture could be turned into a colossal weapon. My answer is: not by me, not ever. Anything of that kind would demand astrophysical scales — on the order of a solar mass — and a Manhattan-Project-style program. That’s far beyond engineering and, more importantly, across an ethical red line. I will not design, model, or publish pathways that could enable harm. My work is restricted to defensive shielding, fail-safes, safety interlocks, and open scientific discussion under clear non-proliferation rules. The reactor stays what it is to me: magnificent and worth protecting, not breaking. Eureka. Today was a rough day. I went to the U.S. Embassy — they basically told me to fuck off. Then I sat for an hour and a half at the Physics Institute in Helsinki, in the new building. It was a fucking mess. Also — these are personal thoughts, and I’m going to say them as they are. Some fat pig speaking Finnish was “trying” to help while I was asking for something simple: to print from a USB stick. My files just kept loading–loading–loading, and the system froze. Second: the way they looked at me there — like I wasn’t worthy of anything, like I was shit right away. Young, old — same looks. It hurt as I walked out. I realized what kind of people you really are: shitty. From the start of this project I tried to create a black-hole-like weapon, but that’s not how it works. You can’t cheat physics. I sketched a couple of ideas, tried a couple of things. I’m starting the project: Mass Drive V4 core. These are my thoughts. I’ll post this to my blog. Addendum to my thoughts. I’ve been thinking about a black-hole–based weapon, but you know what’s surprising? I don’t even know where to start. I designed the reactor; I figured out how to preserve it, how to keep it safe, how to stabilize it—but to blow it up? My soul won’t let me break it. Even the slightest variation that would damage this reactor, I can’t bring myself to do it. It’s magnificent. It’s perfect. I don’t know what it’s connected to. Maybe it’s my own charisma, a sense of pride. I’m just used to analyzing people and their actions. But the way they behaved at the institute completely wrecked my faith in people. Another thing: 170 people read what I write in my blog. And not a single person reached out to me privately. No one said, “Yeah, look, here’s a mistake—you’re wrong.” Not even that, damn it. I feel like I’m in The Truman Show, fuck. The world around me is a set, and I’m the lead actor, fuck. Walking up to the U.S. Embassy, I felt like they looked at me as if I was peddling a secret.But there are no “secrets” in my world — only open ideas, published notes, and requests for help.If “secret” means fear, I don’t carry it. If “secret” means truth guarded by walls, I’m not interested.I build things to be seen, questioned, and improved — in the open. Short Manifesto What I am publishing now is everything I know and have developed. It is beyond your current understanding of the Universe—let me say that upfront. I expect that 95% of people will immediately refuse to try solving my riddle. I am taking inspiration from Da Vinci—his core methods—but in my own way. Yes, I am releasing my knowledge—very dangerous knowledge, I warn you. Much of it is not for this time. Not yet. I’m saying this clearly. It may seem strange to do this, but I believe information must be free. Five percent of people will still solve my puzzle. And I have a request to those 5%: do not disclose it. Do not let it spread. This knowledge is dangerous. It could kill everyone. These are my thoughts. Public, non-technical English summary (no sensitive details) MassDriver v2 — Concept Note (Public Draft) I propose a propulsion concept built on standard physics: instead of “breaking” the speed of light, we shape the energy landscape around a spacecraft using switchable electromagnetic fields. The architecture features two cores: a heavy, stationary anchor and a lighter probe (the vehicle). By toggling the sign of electric charge or the orientation of magnetic moments at carefully chosen moments, the system alternates between gentle repulsion, attraction, and temporary barriers. This creates a controllable “slope” for the probe to slide down, converting field energy into motion. Repeating the cycle increases speed without propellant. What this is not: it does not modify the speed of light and does not claim superluminal travel. All motion remains consistent with special and general relativity. The benefit is potential high delta-v using known forces, provided that power, materials, thermal management, and timing control can be solved. How I approached it: I combined first-principles reasoning (gravity, Coulomb forces, magnetic dipoles), simple potential-well models, and dimensionless control maps to reason about capture windows and release protocols without disclosing hardware specifics. The concept is modular: one can imagine a laboratory path (small test masses and coils), a magnetic “gate” demonstration, and only then more ambitious studies. This public draft intentionally omits implementation details (field strengths, coil geometry, switching algorithms, and safety interlocks). It is a statement of principle and direction, not a blueprint. I welcome scientific scrutiny of the high-level idea while reserving the technical parameters for closed reviews focused on safety and feasibility. — Ruslan Report. I ran some estimates. A warp drive is possible. Second: tunnel gates are also possible for ships. Third: tunnel-based weapons are also possible. But that’s dangerous—littering inside a black hole. Further: this could be a source of energy or a source of computing power, because it also works as an ideal processor. I don’t even know how many applications this technology has—both military and defensive; it covers both and even counterbalances them. Fuck, I’m already tired of describing its applications. I swear to God.