side moans and sliding worrisome fears was what they bore, climbing modern digression. they whimper in the night, not growing, not being allowed to grow running rushing to and fro for a time until they decided to climb a great peak. i hurt myself with them. it hurts now, like i have been struck by a bow. i know i know. but it is being remedied through this speech here. i feel so sick. i have been warped enough wrapped in non-relaxation and focus on the wrong had burnt my tongue. and now? the remedy.
notes on a discovery the pineal truth it is now an unequivocal fact that the felt experience of life can lead to intuitively accurate discoveries upon past assumptions and happenings. these past assumptions, and happenings create feelings for the human mind to dwell upon, deep or light, which allow us to see further into the realities of our existence and interaction with one another, nature (including the cosmos) and the ‘other’. as one human can only express so much, many of the discoveries of ‘truth’ and ‘reality’ are easily hidden from us but still lie often dormant but often active in our inner selves. we collectively ‘know’ of our true meanings and paths, for they live throughout all of time present at the edges of the universe (if they exist also) and within every atom of our structural being. there in what my senses call ‘the aether of dark and light matter’ occurs every essence of our mysteries. our stories, thoughts, imagination, dreams, visions and so on. if one...
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