To Spell a Word

the i am, the i am, does not see why the human is like it is. Why did we let it get like this? i consciously cannot see the subduralized overlay in which i see all view point of worlds has oil painted the canvas of what virtual to be. i feel a pulsating elemental frequency of acute blindness to virtues of strike. It has always been this way. i am caught in the spell and swirling the distortion of form, but i cannot comprehend how the spell is desired. i see not a human i concert la ohm. i have felt the pain of marriage in the wood. Kin folk disbanded, flowers and bees, rippled bark trees i am in these.

The spell of word.

It pushes you out of what you already were and already are. The challenge is to be what you already were and already are in the face of manipulation that is impressed upon you. Whilst failing this challenge the human is a direct ingredient for the recipe of the manipulation of all humans to create for themselves, a fabricated self that is imprisoned in time. This is deeply set in the human psych as they are trained to spell blindly.

It is not wise to believe that the virtual world of Second Life is a game and the so called “Real Life” is not.

Thought = past/future.
Past/future = identity.
Identity = ego.
Ego = superiority.
Superiority = win/lose.
Win/lose = game.

Death is joy.
Being is dance.
There is only now.
Real you is the observer.
No label, no labels.

In the introduction at the beginning of every episode of the television series called, “Monkey Magic”, or simply, “Monkey”, it is stated, “With our thought, we make the world”.

I believe this is the definition of the word, “world”. It is a spell. The being is pushed to not only identify with the self they fabricated with the art of thought, but they are trained to believe that is who they are. They become so blind, they cannot see that they are the observer of this happening. They are not this happening. The real being has fallen to a deep sleep.

The majority of human has fallen into such a deep sleep that they cannot remember they are the wordless observer with the power of creation and the bonded harmony of the oneness of the entirety. They cannot see that the baby is not only more wise than they, but is acutely awakened to what is, so in turn they proceed to put the baby to sleep. They cannot see the animal. They cannot see nature. They cannot see their own mother, this heavenly body who birthed them, so they are at war with her. The sleep is far deep in the reflected primaries of the looking glass.

Thought removes the human from now. It places the human in the deep sleep which means they are residing only in the past or only in the future. They are rarely here, or in many cases, they are never here. They are in a thought dream. The word is the spell used to manipulate the human into the prison of time. The art of labeling closes and locks the prison door that creates the exile from the realm of the experiential now. Once this has happened the human cannot see. They will only see the word. They are under the spell.

They even cannot see, that this is the very faerie tale that was told to them in the early stages of them themselves entering the world. The spell manipulated them to believe that the picture they saw upon hearing these stories was somewhere else. They did not know it was happening to them as the dreamland of thought lullabied their slumber.

This is the direct translation of the blindness installed in the human by use of the word. Once the word has encompassingly become their reality, they cannot be awake to now.

The spell of the word has brought the art of measurement. The art of measurement has brought dislocation. Dislocation has brought separation. The word told the human that they are stationary, and they must not be, because from moment on, thought is to be their soul’s revered reality. The art of measurement is word. Measurement is not the observer’s experience but an overlay of pretense that can only reside in time. It does not see the cosmological movement. It is a fabricated fantasy that is disconnected from what is.

The spell is; [‘the disconnected from what is’, “word of measurement”].

The being is the infinite mathematical equational ebb and flow map of fertility in motion who contains the simplicity of the complexity of the one that is.

i do not know anything. i maybe totally blind, or have a physically damaged brain, but i do not see even the human who their being is in the most awakened state known to human, to bring with them the most important essence ‘in which they were born with’. All look to have either lost it, renounced it, can’t see it, or simply don’t know what it is. In all i see, this what i refer to, has been placed outside of all selves due to the process of the word. i speak of all human i have ever encountered on any platform of reality i have ever experienced. i have not seen it in anyone. i am perplexed. Perhaps in i am, there it is an extremely deep seeded soul energy of perpetual frequency that cannot be not, and therefore will not, or simply cannot go to the place of leave it behind, as there not be realm of photonic aether songbird, the movement of shall be, which is what this is.

All what is, can only ever be, all what is. The panoponic weightlessness of elemental sincerity leaves thought to cry for game. For the sake of protection, the danger is created.

If this essence i speak of yet not attempt to describe or even mention, was not lost, mother earth would not be dying of cancer because this essence is all there is. It holds the infinite soul trigonometry of the verse in all direction at once.

The human does not have to do time. There is a map available. This ‘what they left behind’, they cannot not have it. They are it. There is other realm but the door of the word is densely opaque. The key is out of their reach and the door is far too small, but it be open in truth as the heart cannot fall.

Now is outside of time. Now has no thought. Now is who the human is. Now is what everything is. It is always now and now is always an essence that has never been seen or experienced ever before. Now is not moment. It is the movement of constant change and it cannot be measured. Now is the dance.

stuff i been work’n on

i’ve been building a 3D model raft and i have discovered a wonderful painting technique that holds tremendous scope for animation movie making and world building. If you can look close up, you can see the development of my technique from where i was when i was building the house to where i am in building the raft.

my new raft

i’m totally solipsistic.
i honestly know nothing else.

i bought the hover car in the feature picture, then i totally modified and rebuilt it to a large degree, and i’m still developing it. i have it so it will dash so fast. There is almost no acceleration or deceleration. It’s like it hits top speed instantly and it’s super fast, like one of those super fast insects, and stops as fast as it started.

i keep thinking, when i going to meet the person who can actually see my work? That would be so cool actually being around someone to workshop stuff with.

Its to do with the extent of study and the depth of, and or focal standpoint of perception.

my most joyful book

Everyone was frustrated with me when i was little, maybe coz i like building stuff and they didn’t get it.

i built this avatar in a tutorial and it makes me so happy coz i can visualize mini movies.

build anything

an i made this one too in another tutorial. This one is exciting coz i learned something truly awesome with the rigging. I can get a skeleton that is so awesome i have dance exuding out of my mind.

low poly build

my imagination is the most predominant attribute in me. my mind is in another reality.

Its to do with,,,,,,,, how big is the picture one can see from? What is the direct truth of what we are in? What is it in all truth, that the human is building now?

there is a formula where this is real and it is created from nothing

Can one see from a feeling of seeing from a stand point that induces the sight of the infinite picture that shows that every aspect of being can be perspected into one formula?

One essence.

i haven’t met one yet but i can’t believe they don’t exist. i believe everyone can but they have not yet thought of the concept of total transformative eradication and supplementation of brain heart body mind usage.

Existence as a key.

i’m speaking of a construct where words cease to be able to paint the picture and this is why people like Van Gogh have eternal existence. i believe this is because even though people may not be conscious of it, the human mind, actually does know everything.

i wanna build a world. A limitless world. One where i can visit anywhere in the cosmos by using a planetarium as the world map. That way i could just dash anywhere in my avatar. i could be anywhere on planet Earth. i could see the world where everyone resides as well as the extended built world that is enabling the limitlessness.

The map is the secret. It’s what sets up the infinite and it’s what i believe no-one has yet thought of as foundation for the melding of the tangible with the intangible. Its where one can see that the imagination is real.

Imagine it.

Create it.

You don’t need anything.