February 26, 2012

Game Theory - 2

Sunday morning used to mean devouring the various sections of the newspaper. Always the first awake, i would ingest the sports, even though i had watched the games the night before. There was always a bit of disappointment if the late baseball games hadn't finished, because the numbers in the standings and the leaderboard were not complete. I had baseball cards, never ending cable baseball, a stratomatic game and a few good buddies. I was too to play the games themselves - the last kid picked, the one that never fit.

Now i comprehend that i was never supposed to fit. round pegs will fit in square holes, but octadodecahedral pegs just never ever have a hole - which means they are always in their own whole. I get lost sometimes on the minutia, but i like to keep aware in the big picture. I am blunt, impatient and easily distracted, but i watch everything that i notice and i look at what is the scene rather than the action.

The game is changed. The all inclusive has reached its apex and the contraction has suddenly gotten to the fuzzy logic of the periphery. I believe it happened tuesday 2/22/12 - when they set the calendar, the reality perspective alteration makes that the day my rubber band snapped. There was a flurry of time within time that resolved some standing issues - the closing and opening of doors to tell me that my consciousness is either desired or not desired on a potential pathway into the days of future past.

The new game has different rules than the old game and one of the rules seems to be that no one really knows the rules. I can sense when something requires my attention and if i focus, my guides let me know if i am not on the timeframepage - sequence is very important and developing ritual to continually act consistently within the space - with the best of intention and love. i do not understand the plasma flow network, with its double layers and embedded areas of difference, but a parallel might be the interaction of oil and water. The chess pieces are scattered and this game is different that any of the models of alternate reality provided by chess variants.

The game appears to be 'the king is a pawn, but the converse is false, the pawn is not a king'. The existing house of cards is without foundation and belief is whatever each one of us cares to comprehend. If i believe in magic, then magic exists in my world. If i believe in pink farting dragons, then my rose colored glasses tend to confirm the vision. Common reality has dissociated into a mishmash of delusion and illusion that no longer provide a common basis that we all can share. This is the ultimate failure of the education system - our fabric got bleached with peroxide rather than kookaburra.

the basis set is the firm turf of what you know you know. depending upon how deep we can think, there is a form of understanding that allows us to rotate the pieces to fit the jigsaw puzzle. as pieces snap together, they are not let go, unless we find that we have placed the piece in the wrong position and forced an incongruent picture. The terms that we use have so many double and triple meanings that we often confuse our motives by couching our speech in euphanism. I can sense when the words no longer follow the intent and i scare myself when i hear those words come from me. I have been in touch with what i believe and what i do not believe and suddenly - there are dragons that fart blue - something is wrong and it is time to challenge assumptions.

as the level of integration into the one involves each one of us, we must resist that shift when it requires capitulation without demonstrating truth. Group think is a mind-killer. The integrity of the system requires facts that add substance to the validity of the whole and when you do not grok the changes, if it is beyond your love to change material fact, you cannot change. Spirit is an integral part of reality, but the form of spirit is a function that conceptually is not in the past games that we have played. i trust the universe to be fractal in nature, but i do not believe that the expressions of consistency that we have learned are even close to consistent. The limits and the threshold levels have both been clipped - we are going to have wings that we only dream about.

dream about. dream worlds. the matrix asks some questions and we are too entertained by the process to remember that it didn't answer some of the questions in a manner that i could believe. there is so much going on and if you believe something that i do not believe, there is no purpose to making the reality coincide - because most people now are on divergent paths. That is okay - but the radiant energy from the cosmos has more to do with things than we imagine. "the lights are going out, one by one, across the world."

Universe - can somebody create a widget that replaces the quote marks with musical notes - such that we can identify music lyric quotes without having to grok the song. There is a lot of disconnect in the music world that prevents the today's music from sounding right. We are near both the apex and the nadir at the very same instant and they coexist in the infinite. Thanks for sharing my thoughts - life is more complicated that the sunday paper used to be.

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