transcend the silence

Welcome to the land of chaos. Your captain, is no longer driving the boat. If you look out the left side of the window and the right side of the window, you will see frequencies and patterns that have nothing whatsoever to do with maximizing life. And perhaps, something, somewhere has misinterpreted your desire.

Once upon a time, there were single celled consciousnesses. Just kidding. That is an absolutely ridiculous sentiment.

Once upon a time, there were insects and creepy crawlies that desired to return things to soil. They have one objective. There, again, is no malice. Want to outsmart the creepy crawlies that have invaded your system? A good amount of soil health and purified tonic water will do.

There is one overarching sound. One giant moan throughout the cosmos. And there are many, many settlements within these. Some play well together and so whoosh off of each other. Some do not and so are repelled. The Universe is nondisharmonious. It is ever so.

I had a thought once that the only thing keeping time is humans. We are the only fourth dimensional so and sos as it were that ever was.

Without time, you are the absence of nothing. You are only connected. You are that now, it’s just harder to see and harder still, to bear the weight of the responsibility.

Know thyself.

Who else is there to know?

Love thyself.

Who else is there to love?

Be free.

What else is there to be? Nothing that lasts can ever be bound.

Ego is the thing you create to hedge your bets when both the prize and the ante is your life.

You see why I’d rather face the subjective alone?

Transcendence comes easy but the joy of sharing it and lighting up the world of Creation’s potential, the entirety of which is contained within the spark of it all, the spark.

The spark

The spark

The spark

You have forgotten you are

What created the Universe that you call the Universe is contained within an imprint that carries you on the wind

And you don’t have to wait but you will