The line blurs.
One into the other into a swirling multifaceted vortex of possibilities.
Concepts and words become a tossed salad of ideas. Birthing wretched new concepts. Breeding new paranoias and phobias.
My mind is rent asunder, possibilities, outcomes, fates, and destinies...
Coincidence always has a purpose.
Life's events have purpose
Divine the purpose and purpose the divine.
Find the purpose and find the divine.
Life is what you make of it.
It's what you take of it.
Break it, fake it, never gonna make it.
Live each day as of it were your last, a life unto its own.
When you find yourself falling into madness....DIVE.
As above, so below... the macrocosm is the reflection of the microcosm.
Numbers, words, correspondences. All so much. Awaken the Spirit, Awaken the Serpent.
Talk to yourself in the mirrors in the dark?
See what lays waiting there.
The monsters we all hide?
The next evolution of the Demon known as Human.
They don't see, so close.
100 monkeys
Billions of apes.
Quantum DNA
Reality is stranger than fiction.
Apolloyon is Apollo, god's are Demons to a jealous God, that will have none before it.
Perspectives, Beliefs, expectations, make the leap of faith a bridge of solid understanding.
Change is the only constant, besides Death. Chaos is the only expectation I can reach anymore
As above so below, Order out of Chaos, Chaos out of Order.
Same shit different day.
What is a Day to the Creator, the First Obersever?
How does such a being measure Time/Space?
Chaos is represented by an eight pointed star.
God rested on the seventh Day.
What happens on the eighth?
CHAOS is coming.
It's already here, implanted into the very fabric of reality. ENTROPY, systems must break down.
The stars die, we die, bugs die, LIFE DIES.
Death with even come to Chaos and Change, eventually the universe will revert to being a dead, lightness, void...
No heat.
No life.
Nothing but darkness upon the face of the deep.
Everything Dies, that's a fact.
This is just the larval state of the Universe, of US, of "GOD".
Die to rejoin the whole, but only after you've had your experiences.
The Universe experiences itself through you and I, and eye?
The particles won't matter(a pun!?) When the energy reaches full consciousness.
A pattern of sufficient complexity will act as though it were intelligent if treated as such.
Not communal consciousness
Not global consciousness
UNIVERSAL consciousness
The Akashic record
The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.
We are so close.
So close .....
We will get there piece by piece, by piece, by piece....
Just like Jason and the Golden Fleece...