all is what all is

i am not going to improve the world and i am not going to improve myself.

i am just what i am.

The animals are wise.

They don’t hide their truth.

She tells me nothing.

She shares with me everything.

i don’t need to survive.

i am everything.

There is no spoon.

There is no meaning.

There is no end or finish. There isn’t even a beginning.

Dance is alive. It doesn’t have a destination. It just lives.

Without the space between things, there would be no things.

The intervals are magic.

There is no real or not real. Everything is an existence. Human works to beat nature into submission to no avail. They used all the trees to print controlling meta to harness nature but have been removing a mustard of their own self in doing so. What is labeled worthless is precious, and what it labeled of value destroys this precious being.

A game has been designed, but in doing so the truth has been shelved to be unseen. The creation of rules gives an addiction to never being here now. There is always a goal, and the human has forgotten that they made a magic trick on themselves by creating the rules. They threw away the key to the door of truth and forgot that there ever was one.

In mathematics, there are patterns and structures that are truths. A rule is simply a chosen restriction by a human in order to obtain control.

Now they must dominate and police to stay in comfort. They hurt and farm the being who is exactly the same as them in the same way they farm nature to its death. Nature is the human so the human remains in pain. Every attempt to lift themselves from this pain is done with the exact tool that put them there because they cannot remember.

To let thought be observed as it flows like a ripple on the ocean. To reside in the now and be as the tree. To never farm but rather to know and feel, that the equation of equanimity equality and the balance of two equals one, is truth. All is one.

One cannot arrange something without this something arranging one.

Author: Elf

i'm high functional autistic. I have a limitless imagination. My brain is different and all i've ever wanted to do is be a super hero and fly. Basically, i just want to dance. i'm a dancer. i trained in ballet and ballroom extensively when i was younger. I’ve not met anyone who speaks my language. My life has been dramatic since i could cognize. All people who come in contact with me, want me to be something that i not only can't be, but i am not, and they all want me to be this for them, knowing full well that it's never going to happen. i am alien and they know it but deny it. People depict what human is in effort to not have me different or unique, but i am unmistakably different and cannot be what i am not. What is left out always is that an alien being is also capable of love. Every being is love. The word alien does not mean i wasn't born to this realm, but i have lived and alienated life constantly being told that i must learn to be different than i am, as i have described. I am not allowed to say what i have just said. (maybe i could be so bold to say that i'm a trashed child prodigy. Trashed from the beginning so this is what we get). (It's no-one's fault. It just is.) I believe i have found a tool to help bring every facet of Mother Earth back to the garden of Eden she is by having all human know exactly where they are in the movement of the eternal now. i really do want to give this concept of the unclock to the human. i never stop working on it. i want it to arrive now and i want it to be free and it can be. Please forgive me if i may not come to your site. This is because i am autistic and to an extremely over-sensitive level. I am so deeply grateful for your gift of visiting me thank you and much love from Soli/Elf and the rest of me

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