1. Prime Radian

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minds flip and twist

Lol, it's exactly my last friday.

Printing those on a wider mesh and spraying the overall context more diaphonous would be great.

lmao rabbit turds

The consistent end goal of conciousness is in the beginning. As the deliniation of all subsequent flowerings of form.

As all thought exists to make inside exist as outside.

It truly is that simple.
However, you don't want answers, as that ends the intrinsic process of beginnings.

In all questions is housed the bated breath of the erotica of be coming.

Do you think you would need to be amused in the place where everything converges. Imagine the radian (1) as being so thick to be in all things...

A point in space which resides at both the smallest and largest points without altering form. It is both within and without as the skin.

It is fundamentally in the conjecture I placed as 3.

Inbetween the waters. It creates the form that functions as the basis of conciousness and energy. Imbuing the center of all things echoing with itself.

As one reflects in other, it becomes all with no seperation.

No becoming. Is.

You see, if it is in and out it attracts and through attraction reconciles self by and through recognition.

It is the strange attractor. Between the waters.

Lets pense on hydrostatic effect.

Water attracts water.

I think we've mentioned spooky entanglement enough for you to know where I'm going.

Why is it that we are assuming that 1 is a single radian and that it is the equivalent of the anthropomorphic penis?

As with the model I have been incessantly explaining, envision. 1 acts as both the field of totality. It is everything. It radiates with omnidirectionality.

It is important to note that nothing touches. Even with the thickest medium there is no touching but that of the tendrils of balanced and balancing electromagnetism.

It must exist as pattern and not singular conciousness. As pattern can be alpha and omega (beginning and ending) without being finite. As it reacts with its pattern to create novelty.

Thus through conciousness(indivisible) it both feeds back and emanates.

Being becomes that literally between conciousness.

Conciouness as detritus and realized flower.

The pattern creates flow through its pattern and though there is choice, it will gently guided by the realized perfection.

Choice is implicit in many paths not taken.

No one expects the inquisition. Just answer this quick facebook survey and we'll get back to you.

Refrmation

I meant NOT

What do propaganda and black magic have in common?

The usurping of effective choice and embalming them in totemic fervour.


The orange papers.


[link to www.orange-papers.org]

If you remember what is you you cannot be fooled.


Well Mr Kidd, time to think lime thoughts before we inject you into the system.

Understood Mr Jung.

hahaha! You haven't used those characters for a while.

Yep, that is quite true. The colourless energetism of this time of year fits them.

Vapours remanifesting.

How is what you are made of you?

Haunted memories of institutional hallways and the demons burrowed into flesh. Left in a room until it imprints.

Sounds like the movie Jacob's Ladder.

Sounds like a terrible realization from childhood and an old friends unexplained death in a supermax facility.

He was the only exorcism I have ever personally witnessed.

It's funny how the last thing you ever want is an interesting life.

I say the first thing you want is an interesting life. Until you get it.

There is no winning. At best, there is complete immersion.

Art is essentially feeding yourself to cannibals.

The more successfully one can do this, the more the art becomes real.

I've had an extremely interesting life. As long as I make it through without permanent psychological damage, I would say I'm doing alright.

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What's there to damage? All that ever snaps is ones ability to do redundant tasks.

It is usually the cause of the damage in the first place.

Asymmetrical people putting themselves in symmetric molds are always going to lose the sensitive parts.

As the old saying goes: you can't fix stupid. As it just becomes ..... Stupid

I would say someone that goes batshit crazy just makes living life more difficult for that person.

Balance comes to mind.

Trust me, I literally institutionalized the second closest person to me on this planet last thursday.

I felt the why in their eyes and I've been shaking ever since. I have words aplenty, but some things have no words.

Just more scars and deeper blacker humour.

Fuck man. I couldn't imagine having to do something like that.