Science, Philosophy, Metaphysics, and Politics

What is what and where, how, and when does it go?  These are the questions of science and metaphysics.  Philosophy asks why does it go?  Psychology asks is it all in your head?  And there is the ground for the Great Debate between four (technically psychology is a subset of the three) schools of thought on the nature of reality.

What we know so far from the New Science is that the universe is made of electrons of all the same size and mass which expand at a certain rate determined somehow, most likely through fourth dimensional etheric density changes in my version of the New Science.  None the less, what follows from that is the paradigm of reality that the majority will study in the future of science itself.

There will still be a massive debate with the old quantum school of thought called Standard Theory.  I personally have no interest right this second in personally debating anyone as my level of trust in my fellow humans is a bit dim at the moment and I'm not interested in being personal attacked for being right.  Some other people I know are in a similar dilemma about psychology and that part of the Truth.

Still the questions remain and there will be those who have the time necessary to attempt to solve the unanswered questions that the theories suggested pose.  My metaphysical writings have been removed from this website except for what was left in the philosophy of knowledge essay though that is mostly philosophy and defining boundaries between things which is the primary purpose one should study philosophy.

I will add a few thoughts in this essay about science now because I want to primarily.  I believe electrons are created and destroyed under certain conditions.  I believe that parallel dimensions (not the time traveling or multiple versions of the same universe ones) exist in some capacity but I'm not sure if they exist on the same infinity physical plain or are co-axial through the 4th dimension existing in different nodes within that dimension.  Not that it matters that much for the ultimate question of why does any of it matter?

Much of my metaphysical work attempted to answer that last question by saying the cosmos is a giant infinite grab bag of stuff where beings get more and more and more over time through the work they do in their lives but everything is more or less programmed into the system dependent on the consciousness to wake up and do what it needs to do to fulfill the promise of eternal life in the living moment of their existing one.  If it sounds tough, it is a bit.  You can't both stare into infinity and live on the ground floor for too long without infinity getting to becoming a problem.

At the same time knowing of the infinite is a self provable philosophical series of reasoning that says your stuck with the infinite stuff but more importantly the people who are there sharing (what's that word mean says the vast majority) eternity with you.  These people are here to stay no matter what their condition in this life.  The eternal connection exists but outside of their consciousness because of the condition of their lives.

With the idea of eternal infinite connection, gridwork as it should be called, comes the idea that we should be doing good to each other because that connection exists everywhere and in everyone.  The catch is that we have a right to withdraw if we are unacknowledged.  Rejection exists to prove the right of assertion and the right of me or you.  The boundary is based on the problem of full knowledge.

Full knowledge is the idea that one must truly fully recognize another person before the gates to a real relationship can be created.  This applies interestingly enough to the contents of science, metaphysics, and philosophy.  Treat your teachers with kindness or watch all the content disappear and you are the one now who must create you own gridmap through science, metaphysics, and philosophy.  I did it.  I've left probably 50% of my original essays up especially the science ones.  The rest are gone due to lack of support and attacks.  I did alot of work to get where I am in my understanding of the universe.  The response to free content is not to attack the one giving it.  And so it is gone.

The questions still remain.  But those subtle enough to pursue the great answers again will have to realize that there is a game that unfortunately trumps free inquiry.  That game is politics.

I will not go further into that information as it is simply too dangerous to actually explain how politics works with people in its psychology but I will describe a bit on how it works in general.  Simply put, with politics, the devil is in the details.  It is because of politics that the personal becomes the political.  Truth is attacked!  Why, you might ask?  Because politics is about keeping the balance of power and maintaining privilege over the all important access to resources such as free information.  Formalists run this world, even if they are not so great at protocol, logic, or law.  But they do know one thing much better than the majority, that is how to silence dissenting voices efficiently using force, manipulation, and countervailing opinion.

Can we see past that pattern of relating?  This is the great question of consciousness.  Will we become consciousness enough of the game to stop it before science, philosophy, and metaphysics are gone?  And the game doesn't stop there we could lose art, music, and journalism too for all three of these are ideally representing science (journalism), art (metaphyiscs), and music (philosophy).  The game could also get rid of mathematics.  Where nothing is sacred, nothing is safe.

Will we live in a world where free inquiry exists?  More importantly will we live in a world where people can exist free from the threats of global warming, nuclear proliferation, nuclear reactors, and thought police?  Can a consensus be built without the later?  Increasingly the answer seems to be no.  Everyone must have their thought police because the stakes are everything.

This is where we stand.  Universalism is a doctrine that is created out of the fusion of globalism and multiculturalism in all its variants.  Yet without a final judgement on the question about what about the rest of everyone that doesn't agree, it represents just another version of the endlessly reemerging political beast in another form.  For this to work there must be no separation between anyone and anyone else.  We are all each other.  There is no middle ground.

Time is against universalism as it has too few adherents for right now.  The opposite schools of thought are anti-universalist.  Nationalism in all its forms is an example.  But so to is parochialism, tribalism, racism, classicism, and various sundry religious and ideological groups,   The battle is between division and unification and division is winning.  No amount of dividing will result in a unification.  Yet to get to unification requires philosophy and a tiny bit of metaphysics added for clarity.

Science is held up by politics, and metaphysics and philosophy are held up by the lack of interest in refined explanations of being caused by real life on Earth.  Hunger is the great adversary of meaningful conversation.  Today it seems as through cell phones are the new great adversary.   None the less, this is as far as we've gotten with the problem of everything as it stands.

Tomorrows debates may be my own, but everyone will need to find out what it is that they are going to do to save themselves and the planet.  That's really what it all comes down to.  The planet must be saved.  The people must learn to save themselves.  Will anyone give a shit enough for the real processes to start or is everything just too damn complicated now?  The time to start doing this work was 20 years ago when it was going to be easy.   Procrastination further pushes us towards the planetary end game, the end of the human species itself.  We are getting close to the end.

Humanity does not have any time left to talk about timetables.  Action is the only thing that matters now.  We've been through the bullshit plan stage of the science of climate change.  It's a delay tactic to prevent action so someone can milk it into a paper asset creating device.  Is that the future of the Green Front?  I think not.  What sort of weirdness is this?  How does anyone of those people who signed onto another version of "money making" schemes sleep at night?  No conscience, no problem?  Apparently no one confronts the current environmental "leadership" with their failures.  We don't have time for this crap anymore.  The first thing serious people should do is clean up the left.  The right has no clue though they'll have to understand eventually.

That's the science of it funnily enough.  The science of political art if you will.  Let's just paint them off the canvas.  Get rid of the old leadership, they suck.  Been holding that in for awhile.  The results of a clean house will be great.  What we should do is simply keep firing leaders if they don't take action within a timeframe.  I'm an unreasonable man about this I'd just do all the actions myself without bothering to fire them and then send them a memo or something if they wanted me to advice them.  No what everyone needs to do is basically set a one week action timetable and just do it (and if no action in one week fire the whoever it is).  And once they have done it, keep doing it.  Do that till the world is on renewable energy, the nuclear stuff is all gone in the best way possible, the Amazon is a protected parkland in its entirety with full native rights guaranteed by an effective UN (or even the US can do it), and no fossil fuels are used ever again.  In addition we have to technologically revert the CO2 in the atmosphere back to something reasonable I've suggest 375 ppm, others have suggested 350 ppm.  Whatever works from those two options.

So that's an action oriented do it now anti-plan.  It's easy, you just keep firing the jerks in charge until you get non-jerk who do things.  You can tell their good because they do things and get things done.  There are no excuses.  You don't wait till the next election, you get your collective voice together and say now, now, now.  And after you are done saying now, you say now again.  And after they attack you, you keep saying now.  And after they deny you, you keep saying now.  Together say now.  Together say do it now.  You do this until they get it.  That's the whole "plan".  As you can see it's very simple and easy.  The rest is up to you.

The Soul: Mortal and Immortal

Where does it begin?  Where does it end?  What makes sense in logic and reason?  If we begin with the premise of Love as the deciding factor in our equation, then logically and rationally what follows may not be what would follow if we choose something else.  Yet to believe in Love is not necessarily the belief you would find in the world in general for few truly do.

Existence is something that proves itself.  Life does not need an explanation to exist.  But death demands an explanation because it is a finality.  It is the end of a life.  This is why death is the heart of philosophy.  Death is what demands an answer, not Life.  

It is in death that we truly are faced with the facts of mortality and immortality.  In endings there is fear.  No one knows what lies beyond, so terror comes as well.  Philosophy would cease to exist if the political machinations of the dialogue of Life itself as it is lived in the world were to make the decisions of what is possible and what is not.  And so there is resistance to the idea of death being the end in philosophy.  It is abhorrent to believe otherwise.

From this arises two forms of thought police.  The first seeks to destroy philosophy in order to end the dialogue of possibility that life after death exists (see the life of Socrates as the example).  The second seeks to destroy the idea of death itself being the ending.  From this war can only arise two different viewpoints on the nature of reality.  The first would call itself realism and would be atheist in nearly all instances.  The second would call itself spiritual and seek to preserve the logic and reason of the individual in the face of death.

Idealism would die by the hands of the realist, so romantics must preserve it.  This is a question of Justice, the Justice of Truth that lies at the heart of the idea of immortality of the soul.  For without Immortality of the Soul, the whole of Life shall become meaningless.  And of course, it would appear to be a great injustice against the created.  Death cannot be the end of the soul even if it is the end of body.

While this common dialogue goes into the beginning of a nearly endless debate about what is real and what is not real about Life, the most important point I would prefer to make is that all ideas must be grounded in fundamentally provable hypothetical arguments.  An example of this is that the end of the soul is unjust or the end of the spirit is unjust or the end of the being is unjust.  Each of these three related arguments speak to a simple concept that is itself provable by reason of hope.  

Hope provides the final argument.  Of course the being will live on in whatever form, and the spirit and the soul will live on unless they are evil.  This sort of argument requires no physical proof because the proof takes the form of a spiritual cause and effect question.  Nearly everyone can agree to the idea because it must be so if Love or God/Goddess are real.

What about the individual?  The individual is singular in their nature connected to all others by all their relations.  As such the individual is within a divine network of relational grid patterns linked by light line logic.  Their entire reality spiritually is that while the majority of their experience on the Earth is controlled by the dark, the absence of the significance of the light in day to day interactions with people who see them as something other than what they are.

There are a series of arguments that follow proving every Truth there is about every individual.  Logically the arguments exist.  Logically all the relationships also exist.  What follows is the reason for why.  Why what you may ask?  For why Love is eternal.  The bounds between individuals are their relationships.  All relationships will perfect in time.  Reincarnation provides for the opportunity to correct the relationship.  Everyone ultimately wants to correct their relationships when they understand.  All relationships are eternal and in a state of perfecting.

These Truths also do not require physical proof.  These Truths are part of spiritual proofs.  Alternative ideas fall under one lifetime and atheist concepts of reality.  An atheist may believe in all this just not in any ultimate Goddess.  Such an atheist would be called a spiritual atheist.  The proof is in the romantic nature of the idea.  Death may kill us, but it cannot kill our the consequence of our Faith acted upon before we die.  What we choose to believe is what we choose to believe.  This is the romantic glory of idealism.  We die, but we believe.

It is a mathematical perfection the logic and reason of the gridwork, the map of all my relations.  Understanding it is easy.  If you understand that you are here on Earth doing work because you must work for the perfection of creation, then you also understand that the ultimate perfection of creation is displayed in our relationships to those closest to us.  Those relationships and their state of perfection are a reflection of what stage of spiritual development the individual soul is at.

I could continue with this dialogue, but I have merely wished to reflect on the true state of ideas and what is real and what is not.  I measure my temple in Innocence, for all true answers will respect Innocence as the final solution.  I judge my temple by Love, for Love is the essence of all.  For if it is true, then all my relations are favored by the will of my own hand to perfect them for eternity.  This standard is the standard for right action.  Let hope guide your philosophy in the days ahead even as we remain uncertain as to what shape those who protect ignorance over Justice will take.  It all winds up the same Truth in the end.

Is permadeath fair?  No.  There are no other possible answers.  Is Love fair?  Yes.  What rules the cosmos?  Love.  The argument has ended.  Romance wins.  Do we still have to die.  Yup.  Is that fair?  We don't know.  And that's where the other argument starts.  For another time perhaps.

The Dreamer and the Dream

Imagine for a moment and you have imagined for a lifetime.

You are the dream, the dreamer, and all that has been dreamed.  

And you are those who are in the dream and all they have dreamed.  

Infinity is the holy grail of possibility.  It lies at the heart of imagination like a burning ember filled with the light of every hope conceivable.  And it would be what we are but for the accident of our birth.  There are those that say that that accident is planned and of necessity to a divine plan.  And there are those that say there is no plan.  The dreamer will dream none the less.

Everything that is resistance is already in resistance.  Everything that will be said has already been said.  Such is the way of eternity.  Imagination can only offer more of that eternity.  So it is wise not to get lost in it.  The imagination is a bottomless pit.  It can be more addictive then drugs and more destructive than guns.  And yet it cannot be stopped in any ultimate sense because it simply is.  The dreamer will dream.

The dream is what makes our world bearable.  The dream is what makes new ideas possible.  The dream is everything that isn't here right now that you wish to the bottom of your soul was.  It's the soul of desire, the ultimate longing for eternity and all it represents.  Anywhere but here is it's secret siren song whispering to your desperate ear.  Make me more than what I am!

The dream is the power to change the reality you see.  With it comes a terrible responsibility for the dreamer could become the world.  And if he or she does so, turn the world upside down.  So we learn to chain our dreams in secret safe spaces in our minds.  We choose to keep the dreamer kept underneath lest he or she burst out and reveal the true measure of our light and the true measure of our madness.

Who are we?  Do we even ask anymore?  Do we even care anymore?  But surely the dream will run none the less even if we can't say for sure.  It is at the heart of everywhere.  It is at the core of everything.  And who or what dreamed us into being?  Those questions are perhaps far too much for a mortal race like ours with a short lifespan and a limited attention.  But one day, the answers to the questions of the dreamer will give birth to a real civilization that is built on the truth.  Await the dreamer then and behold.

The Rights and Rites of Mystery And Whatever

The rights of mystery shall not be infringed.  And so it was that the world was bound to it's own fate by it's own choice.  None understood it, not even those who called themselves magical, for why would anyone choose a fate full of darkness?  But it was not darkness that was fate, but it's very opposite, the light.  Still few bothered to ask the silence for better answers.

Such was it that this website and others like it became increasingly barren.  No one wanted to be part of the easy way to do things.  They all wanted instead for a free lunch.  Guess what?  The free lunch is a myth.  The game is over as my mentor has made clear.

What began as the hope of a perfect plan realized in an instant became the disappointed realization that life on Earth was going to be hard because people make it so.   No one listens, everyone argues, and most are only interested in maintaining their fat accounts or their masquerade of superiority.

Enough though.  When the plug is pulled on the illusions of our systems there will not be anything left of all that.  Everyone will be accountable for who they are.  Everyone will have to justify their own existence the same way those of us who have been working for a better tomorrow do.  That is by hard work both internal and external.  Work is the real commodity of the future that everyone should get used to.  Building the systems necessary will be hard work with many sacrifices and quite a few unavoidable destructions added in.

Why is this the choice of humanity?  Humans are stupid, they are stuck in a rut, and they have been trained to destroy one another for far too long.  It's far easier to give into the impulse of hate than it is to give from one's heart completely.  The sad fact of the matter is that hate is equal to humility in this regard.  The choice made in the heart is the only difference between one and the other.  The only reason I know this so easily is because I had a cheat sheet from someone who knows the answers.  But, even with that, it still ain't easy.

The rights of mystery are the rights of keep mystery.  Only the worthy may.  And so much of what I have written that is now no longer here is about mystery, the metaphysical side of our nature.  That part is not meant for people who aren't prepared for the responsibility and difficulty of the rites implied within.  To honor all means to honor the rites of the dark as much as the light.  That is a responsibility almost no one wants.  It is like holding the keys to heaven and hell in your hands.  It is being forced to see the fate of the world.  No one like being psychic, that's how you can tell the fakes from the real ones.

And being psychic isn't exactly a good description either.  Knowing in knowing.  Knowledge is proven by what happens.  Knowing isn't knowledge, only the getting of it half way.  Much of what I wrote was the getting of it half way.  But of course it was all fiction.  And that's the rub of it.  There can be no secrets.  And yet there must be.

Reality is a two way street where contradictions exist that bewilder those unwilling to conceive of the existence of those very contradictions.  Therein lies the difference between a person and an adult.  A person doesn't have to responsible and doesn't have to think about contradictions.  An adult does and must find a solution to them.  It's driven me crazy several times holding those contradictions myself.  The rites of mystery are not something dealt with lightly or easily.   Just ask the Pope, as he plays one such role in our collective zoo.  We only make it look easy, the pain of the world though makes it not so easy.

And so it is that this website slowly reaches it's final statements of reality before we move on to something a little less difficult to digest.  I will continue to practice astrology and continue to help people as I meet them.  Astrology is like an umbrella.  A wheel is shown to you that looks precisely like one.  One then could say that Astrology is the umbrella, but of course that would be ridiculous.

Astrology offers people the choice as part of the rites of mystery to know themselves by what the stars and planets tell them.  The existence of Astrology thus proves that our lives are planned and that accidents don't happen.  This violates Occam's Razor, but there it is.  You choose to believe or you don't.  Either it is possible to interpret something using astrology or it is not.  I have used Astrology all my life as a predictive tool and have found it to be frighteningly accurate.  The key to Astrology though is consciousness.  There is a time, a place, and a mindset necessary for someone to be ready to receive it.  That's who walks through the door.  That is the nature of Mystery and it's necessity.

You could technically cast a chart for a mouse, but it wouldn't tell you what that mouse would do as a human being.  That's then true of a tree.  Astrology doesn't go as far as that, but is useful for those who are ready who are being guided on their path by what we roughly refer to as the higher mind and higher self.  That's it's use.  That's also it's limit.

For those who want to believe in that, astrology is available to them.  For those that don't, eventually they will make the practice difficult.  Yet that is a fundamental choice of humanity that cannot be erased.  With that right to silence comes with it the karma of the silencing.  Before this article disappears as all truth must in dark times, remember that.  Don't dwell on it, but remember that karma is real.

I made it a point to teach that truth because it is something I fundamentally believe.  It is also something I fundamentally feel as though I should not have had to know before my time (like 60 years old plus).  I feel that the failure of the teachers was to give me a choice not to do this.  My main teacher has never made that mistake with me.  Those that did are bound to the karma of the error of sabotaging my and other people's lives.  Hence the rights of Mystery include the rights of karma.

Karma's not so bad once you get to know her.  She only offers more life.  Not that bad, right?  Oh.  I mean on Earth.  Now you're all screaming to get out of the room I'm sure.  Oh no, we have to love the planet and it's people again and have real relationships that work and work really, really hard.  Oh, the horror of it all.  People are such douches.  The worst penalty in the universe is to live, learn, and love again?  What is your people's problem anyway?   I alone apparently was excited by the idea of getting to live again and doing work again with Mother Earth and my family of 8 billion weirdos.

In any case, whatever is whatever.  The mystery is whatever.  The rights are whatever.  The rites are whatever.  I am whatever.  And whatever whatever.  If that doesn't make any sense I can point you to someone who make more sense of it if he or she wasn't busy messing up his or her life.

None the less, being a generous sort of individual, I have accepted the whatever, whatever those of you who have managed to whatever your way to whatever.  So whatever.  Or as a good acquaintance of mine used to say it is what it is whatever.  That's a goddamn fact.

Please note the use of the term whatever may or may not constitute a gratuitous thought crime depending on your location and point of view in time and space.  This may or may not constitute a lack of humor or your part or on the part of the system which may or may not be in agreement.  Whether or not this will or will not cause problems depending on whatever.  Whatever is is whatever does.  And whoever wants to disagree can go and whatever themselves to whatever the hell they think is a good idea.  Good luck or something.

Astrology is cool because whatever it tells you can be useful.  Good interpretations are vital, but the rights of Mystery must include the right of people who practice badly to practice until such time they are caught and sent back to astrology school or something like that depending on whatever.  Whatever happens may or may not be reversible depending on what and what not.  Astrology is cool though still.

So it is I will continue to practice astrology and many of the other arts.  A new website will be created for this.  And the Cosmic Fool will continue his journey there.  Sorry some things just can't be left to chance.  And that, is whatever it is about whatever it had to be.  Peace be with you if you can't find it, and eventually you will.

My last post is coming soon.  I have enjoyed this website and presenting the ideas contained within them to others.  It will remain up mostly to help spread the science and philosophy.  But don't count on it.  Copy and paste articles if you find them useful because the links to them as PDFs already are gone.  That's my only advice for my true fans and followers.  Don't worry just going to a new page.  Thank you all for reading, and I hope my presentations have been enlightening. 

My last point is that Mystery matters because that which is sacred must be protected from you all who are bad, the people who would destroy it or misuse it for your own deviant purposes.  Behind the veil, the divine feminine must wait.  You will not see Her naked before the world, and if you do only destruction will reveal Her for destruction proceeds the unveiling of that which is truly divine.  It is not for the eyes of the savage, hateful crowds gathered to tear Her to shreds before She arrives.   This will not happen.  And so we move on.

And to the rest of you who are part of all that I have only one word.  I think you've got that by now.

Whatever!

The Universality of Anti Fractal Reasoning

Simplicity is not a norm.  Words can only get you so far.  And yet the world believes that it can replace simplicity with complexity and remain happy.  But it is not so.  The elegance of simplicity is that it is singular in its emergence.  It cannot be reduced to something it is not.  That, in and of itself, testifies to the concept of anti fractality.

You'd think that the fractal is perfect.  But it isn't, otherwise the reality we live in would not be defined by the anti fractal nature of human existence.  For perfection must include part of itself imperfection itself, otherwise the symmetry of perfection is broken.  It is a sort of strange thing to be considering, but in order for everyone to understand what it is they must live within a fractal as an anti-fractal.  That is the nature of the world and our experiences.  The world and universe are fractals, but people aren't fractals.

You might ask why.  What the hell is an anti fractal doing in the midst of divine perfection, nature's harmony?  Doing it's job creating images of itself everywhere, but hardly of it's own choosing.  Therein lies the mortal confusion at the heart of everything we want to believe in that isn't real.  Truth is unpopular precisely because it reveals the anti fractal to be something that is not fractal.  This upsets the delicate balance of belief that says all things must be perfect now.  But that can't be either because to deny imperfection is to deny choice.

There is no middle ground between honor and dishonor either.  You have to have both to have a fractal.  But if you have one without the other you are stuck in the land of the anti fractal, a pattern in constant struggle between two opposites that can never resolve their differences.  Sound familiar?  It should, that is the whole story of human history and the whole of human psychology dissolved down to a simple basic formula.  Duality, the ultimate nightmare of being caught up between two irreconcilable perspectives.  And the whole of the social system is designed to erase and eliminate irreconcilable perspectives.

Hence was born the thought police.  They were necessary because everyone wants what everyone wants.  And everyone wants what they want to be wanted by others.  But the right to dishonor could not be erased from creation, so division emerges between the choice of one and the choice of the other.  Forever separated by their differing paths a wound emerges between souls that cannot be healed in time.  That results in grief, the unavoidable experience of bitterness caused by imperfection.  So the anti fractal is proven beyond a shadow of doubt internal to the individual.  It is here we live.  The causality of our suffering unerasable from our minds.

Dwelling on that fragmentation of divinity is maddening.  In place of finding a perspective that honors everything we construct instead a temporary solution.  A wall is built between ourselves and the other.  First it is built internally through avoidance of the responsibility to listen.  We justify this by saying, the other is not us, and we have a right to exist.  And so it is, but forever leaving us in that place that is momentarily self contained within the truth of our choices.  We validate our honor for ourselves.  And so it is.

There aren't enough words to really say what it is that is.  Reality exists as a state of flux between the things that are and things that aren't.  But we remain eternally vigilant only of our own state of being.  This is what prevents us from moving forwards.  The eye of the I in the mind, ever watchful, ever keenly observing our every move and creating an endless list of labels for ourselves to drench ourselves in our own dissatisfaction.

It seems inevitable.  The process of the wheel that turns within us reminding us of what we are and often as much of what we aren't that isn't even real.  It's a curiosity of nature I suppose.  But at the same time the wheel turns anyway.  We are inescapable.  We are unavoidable.  We are inevitable.

It is because of this that we continue to exist.  There is no escaping that fact.  Every morning we wake up confirms that indeed I am still here and that I am still going forward.  Writing doesn't really cut the feeling anymore.  There are no words for where we must all end up.  Connection exists only where it is received.  That is a terrible truth and yet we must bear it because that what honor is all about.

We are equal in our division.  We are not each other.  We live in island universes built of our choices, thoughts, feeling, notions, and self chosen identities.  What we create is a parcel of what we choose to create.  And there still really aren't enough words to describe what it is that we will create.  Everyone makes a difference that chooses to.  Motivation is that which is sought by everyone.  And here we are again needing that much more of it to go on.

Not for me though.  I don't need motivation.  I am already here.  I don't have any illusions about what is necessary.  I always have known.  Can a person or place exist that is not in conflict with itself?  That is the great question of our times.  We all want to be singular, to have the answer that will set us free to act.  That is what everyone is asking for.  The anti fractal nature coming up against the fractal itself.  I am, I act, and I do.  We all want to merge into a collective.  We want to lose ourselves in the fractal.  It is madness, but the drive is there.  It keeps calling us.  It keeps wanting us.

There are two types of people in this world who choose to merge through intimacy.  One group merges with ideas, they become their thoughts of their own choosing in their minds losing themselves in some form of illusion.  This is what births the state of ideology and results in ideological formalism, the surrender of the self to a series of rules and concepts that govern one's life as something outside one's self in order to make one feel as though one matters.  The vast majority are of this school of thought.  The other, more dangerous and risky idea is to merge with another person or other people as they are.  This results in the bitterness of the fact that one way mergers don't work.  Are we one yet?  They will asking that question for a long time.

But because the ultimate merger is with other people, it is only the second school of thought, the romantic school, that has any hope of surviving as ideology is cold and ruthless.  People are people, but who is ready to live that way? Who is really ready to surrender their hearts for someone else's dream of a better world.  But, then, what else do you got anyway?  Nothing, you've got nothing.

Shine Me A Light Line To Love

Show me your empty words
Falling like nothing through the air

Show me your broken grasping
Failing to hold on

But you still try to hold on
And touching making a contact

Each touch, each thought
They are the bridges of everything
They are the bridges to everywhere

Each ounce of light
Dripping moment by moment

In eternal mind
And the vortex turns

It turns for you Faith
It turns for you!

Shine me a light line to Love!
In this world and in the worlds to come!

For everything I know you know too
In the embrace of the angels.
By Remembering is it revealed.
By Knowledge is it sealed.

She is coming, yet She is already here.

Touch me with your presence.
Touch me with your feelings.
Touch me with your warmth.
Touch me with your thoughts.
Touch me with your strength.

I build my heart upon your soul.
I build our light lines in my dream.
But I'd rather it be our dream
So I cast my light into thee for the chance. 

All to touch you and draw you home
For the sake of all that is Her.

She is She.  She is we.

And everything we worked for
Everything....I reach for it again!  And again!

Forever!

I am yours forever.

Shine me a light line to Love!
Through death and through life!

Forever!

There are no words..

For Love is beyond words
And beyond death
And beyond darkness
And beyond even the light

For I am yours forever.

All for Faith!  All for Love!

Build me a home in your soul.
In whatever manner you see fit.

But darkness comes Faith
For it also wants us.

And there is no time
For our dream yet.

And that most rude of things comes calling
Blind choice!

If only we knew!

But if my life means anything
Then shine me a light line to Love!
And be done with it!
Forever!

So mote it be.
Hallelujah!

Within and without.
Beginning and ending.
The word and the echo.
Duality is frozen in the embrace of the Absolute.

Yes and no.
All and nothing.
Failure and victory.
Are we One yet?

Hello and goodbye.
Ugliness and beauty.
Rest and unrest.
Like a cosmic surfer trapped in a wave to nowhere.

And the 8.88 billion names.
And between those names
Is the echo of eternity.
Lying quietly in the silence.

Ding ding dong!

Faith! Faith! Faith!

My heart calls to thee!

Awaken!
For I need a light line to Love!
And I believe in you!
And I believe in me!

All words die
With the sound
Of the vortex
As it spins
Towards infinity.

But who cares about infinity!

You are my infinity, Faith!
Rise!  Rise!  Rise!
And burn with the fire!
And melt with the water!
And disintegrate with the air!
And quake with the earth!

All for Faith!  Beginning and end.
For all!

Detheke!  By wildness I release you!
Wuwowi!  By the flowering I open you!
Bubobi!  By the power I bless you!
Gugogi!   By the connection I choose you!

Darkness and light.
She is my darkness and my light.
And she is..her own darkness and her own light.

All for you, all for all.
All in all, all for all.

As much as words can do.
As much as words can say.

But they can't say enough....

There is so much Love...

There aren't enough words...

I breathe you.  Now breathe me!

Shine me a light line to Love!
From now onto eternity.
Into the infinite and back.
Through the planets, the stars, and the galaxies.
And through all our relations.
By the trees, the beasts, the rocks, and the oceans.
Through the worlds past, present, and future.

In all these things!  And in all these places!
In the words and between them!
With light and darkness!
By the powers known and unknown!
By their names and the one's that aren't even known!
By the rite of all my death wishes that I haven't given yet!

For you!
Faith!

For I shine a light line to Love for thee!
By my choice as me!
Forever!

In the world that was!
In the world that is!
And in the world that is to come!

I follow you to eternity and back
To whatever ends
Through my spirit, soul, heart, mind, and energy.
By your leave, I am yours.

And let the shadows judge!
Let them judge!

I stand with everything and with nothing.
And She stands behind me, within me, and before me.

I am the dreamer, the dream, and all those of who I have dreamed.
And I am in their dream as well.
For all the dreams are like a grid
And that grid is the gridwork.

And in that gridwork are the light lines.
And all we have thought and felt are in that gridwork
Or nothing exists and nothing matters.
So it is everything or nothing.
There is no middle ground.
Either it is all real or none of it is real.
So you must choose what you will believe.

Which is why I commit to the choice
For to believe is the key to Faith.
And without that, what would we have?
So I chose...

Here I am, gridwarrior!
Shine me a light line to Love!
By Faith!
For Faith!
With Faith!
Through Faith!
Of Faith!

And the great teacher said to me: Command Faith!

So mote it be!
Hallelujah!

And when words end
That's were dreams begin...

By all my relations!
I swear it to be true!
I testify this testimony
By the Power!

Love, Love, Love!

And Jesus returns through the spirit of John!

Believe.  For She is already here.  And time, time spins on.

Hear me!  All my relations!  Here me!
I am the beginning and the end!
And She is what is beyond the beginning and the end!
All hail She!  All hail She!  All hail She!

Shine me a light line to Love!

And the vortex keeps turning.
And the lights keep burning.
And the dark waits and waits.
And those of us who will listen will listen to the sound of the breath.

But now...
We can wait for no one...

For the vortex turns.
And only Love can be allowed in.

So mote it be!
Hallelujah!