In the Wind

The earth keeps spinning, makes me dizzy now. I watch as everything goes around in circles, turning out of control, in control of the rotation is the revolution; A revolver on its axis, telling time, reading time, recording time as it is told over and over again. Never stopping, unstoppable, where will it end? It won’t end. The cycle is on repeat. Wash, rinse, and repeat. The spin cycle! Dizzy, am I, as my whole world is now flipped upside down, inside out… and it never stops. Like the rock as it rolls – Avalanche! A natural disaster... The twisted tornado called Cyclone terribly destroys everything in its path – uprooting the deeply rooted – gravitating beyond the forbidden. Unbreakable winds. Unbeatable odds. What were the odds of this happening? Such an oddity was this catastrophe that no one saw it coming. They were unable to predict the time.

And you ask why as if there were any answers to be gained of such a questions. The obvious answer is that there are no answers. Explanation is a science and interpretation is an art, thus, the best we can hope for is the means to expressively dictate the counteractions of the contagious fall. There, you have it. If at all possible to understand what it means to be, to exist, to experience this experimental development of a unified social clause – resolving the secrets of simple stories simply untold, kept hidden for ages from the age of the ages left behind. History was the stories he told, and her story was left untold – lost in an ocean of buried treasures. Yet still, when all is revealed by illumination, it became obvious, that the answers were all blatantly obvious all along. More still, there are no answers, on the quest-I-on.

Quest; I request to know the vision inside that only I can see to know and hope to understand. Dictate nothing, for your words are empty and static. Freedom is found as I Quest. Ions of creative genetic genes evolve into a genealogy of genius sentiments. A generation lost in time now begins at one at once and multiplies beyond the necessity of doubt, for her in this new era, there is certainty for each individual in the discovery of multiplicity in the reality of Uni. Unsurpassed by space or time in a region of defined depth and detail this, something unexplained and unexplainable. Yet, even still, ever still, seeks to find a way to express, to explain the interpretive visions of a life beyond words – as perception of reality changes the provocative realism into something unreal, unrealized until now, yet, as reality changes with the time, the Quest remains constantly driven by time.

Dull – the drab writings on the wall ought to be erased. Painted as a blank canvas. Tear down the nonsensical distinction of defined perimeters, principalities in records that lawful fools wrote in order to order an order of the ordered and ordained. Rulers rule as a service of documented jargon to serve as word as god as supreme. Dull. What a bore to discover the more than mildly miscalculated gumptions of the obviously mediocre substitutes for freedom. An excuse for the way, a lie called the truth and death known as life. Imprisonment sentenced to a rule… a step by step diagram of formulated formulations. The formulas that, ones by one, never stop coming. Here we come. There is no other way, for me there is no way to be other than not to be, a stipulation by the regulation of regal regulations of the regular regional regime. Here we go. Refusing to be dull. Rebel against the bore.

Exasperated! The fumes of insecticide fumigated the scene trying to kill off what the product called chem., is trying creatively as intended to ignore the word by claiming climax.

iPerfect

In years from now the world will be completely different.  You think that this Earth will allow us to kill her and destroy her, but you are wrong.  It is all a part of the truth, the plan to evolve.  We are preparing for our own destruction, for the regeneration of the new way. To burn in the fires of hell, we perish by the heat of our own uncontrolled consumption.  She will burn.  Watch as she now begins to burn her fever away.  You have made her sick and now she must heal toward the revolution.  She prepares to cook,  and consume you and all of your trash as fuel for her furnace.  So hot will the earth become, with no barrier to protect us from the cruel Sun, that the only suitable place to dwell will be the ocean, and below the Earth's surface.  All of humanity will retreat to the depth of the sea, and a new-founded underworld.  Until the ocean begins to boil, and the core of the Earth exudes irrational heat, cooking everything within it.  And all of the toxins will rise as a new chemistry of gases, expelling itself into the atmosphere.  Burning and boiling in a fire of flaming furnace, and everything will be destroyed.  There is a way to survive.  It is the ultimate preparation toward evolution.  Only the chosen few will learn this new way... all other forms of life will perish as we know it.  The only hope for the future is to become the alignment of the stars.  Perfect.

iNation

In a vision, there is a great sailing ship.  More than a ship, an island that floats in suspension beyond the bounded barriers of earth's capacity.  The self sustained efficiency unity of transport is a dome, a hive, a village, a community, a nation of people.  They are high, and they are low.  The dome extends submerged deep below the ocean.  The hive extends far above sea level into the heavens. They climb, they fly, they swing, they swim.  It is a new generation of peoples.  The rainbow.  The root of every race, creed, religion, and breed of man through all previous generations come together as one.  A new language and form of communication is created.  It is the music, the universal language.  It is the dance, the universal expression.  It is the Arc of the Covenant.  Generated children of the rainbow.

iSee

The world, once blue and green has become silver and gold.  Exposed are the crystals of energy that have become the stars.  Mountains of rainbow colored gems exists as rubies and emerald and sapphires.  The stars of the sky, it seems, have all fallen, for as we look up to the heavens, we see only an opaque and radiant glow of beaming light.  No more can we see the darkness.  The moon has turned to blood in the valley of the living water.  The sun has turned to darkness and walks among us in the form of flesh.  As the new face, we rise.

"We have taken birth in a physical body to grow and evolve into our divine potential. We are inwardly already one..."

-Gurudeva

"Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes."

-Carl Gustav Jung

1875-1961

World Peace

World Peace.  No matter where people come from or what their personal backgrounds or experiences are or may be, what is most important is to set aside those differences, to work together as a team toward one common goal.