X Marks the Spot

i thought of that already and tested it through multiple dimensional angles. yet it is not so.

this place, the forum as a whole was such a small rememberence this morning i almost discounted it as ever i had ever been here. it was the faintest signal within my thoughts.. i wonderd why?

then i came here anyway.

perhaps it is not the world that has changed. but myself as i associate with it.. that has accoured several times. yet it has also happend before that a few people i have met along the path have noticed the shift in the collective as a whole and were affected in the same way. that something had occured and it was like reality was "reset" to reflect the current path of its course. i was not alone in this thought. and a few others showed me their discovery's as to other anomolies with a comon memory to the shift prior to it happening.

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Unto themselves all programs and forms are limitations. That is the programming of forms in the 'nutshell' that shall have the tree and all it's myriad potentialities spring from it.

The uncollapsed wave seen in the smoky potentials of underlying form is likened to the vaporous sleep of soma dreams flashing without the constraints of self limitation .

It is the rare individual that can live in these states without the need to declare : I am that!. Once we fixate the wave approportions that which is pointed both from and to us.

Declarations staring into the reflective eyes of our lifebringer and judge and sometimes executioner.

In all endings the punchline is self evident.

graduation,,

lessons will be learnt,,

silence is golden,,

through the lattice peered another upon the underlings gathered in rows by the ewe tree,,

a plight indeed,,

much love,,

No worries Nobody; Dogs don't graduate, we just realize that dirt and oestrus are wonderous beyond all imposition of the nut of practicality and needing the highest branches.

We just wish to be nose deep in eithers radiance.

a filthy note to bend,,

if it were possible,,

a smokey room with low lights shall be your thus rewarded incursion,,



nobody leaves here without singing da blues,,

nobody,,

the reason the avatar,, perhaps,,



much love,,

Cheers, and remember, we still have the institute to discuss. The winter nears.

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It is not the spoon that bends, it is you.
There is no spoon

Institute of what?

But there is a shared sound/light as the realization of each is eternal regardless of the fixation and limitation of you.

It is all a metaphor for the flow of potentiality regardless to the material or immaterial ascription to the task at hand.

And there's the rub......as always, it's in the threads.

I still haven't said anything new since I first started barking. Just gotten some new questions to old answers.

LOL, I hate being so dogmatic ;)

BTW, One step closer to the land cruiser. 7pm tonight and the deal is signed.

I have a curiously communicative fish.

It's eerie almost.




Might have to stop eating fish too it seems...

Or maybe he is just special.

Institute of what?

I got a fish.

I have been wanting to go back through all the connected threads as I am sure I will see many things not seen originally.

the pattern of memories must be altered as well to fit the current pattern. some event has occured over night and i recognise it only intuitivly. not logically. becaue logically and sensory perception says that all is as it should be. yet there was an alteration... to fit the reality we now witness and remember.

something occured. an event. removed from humanity as a whole... to present the understanding that is presented and accepted.

did you notice this aether, any one?

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