In Concert : Deep Thought

Far Away - Carole King : listening to the music and my thoughts return to you. The earth changes and suddenly, it's all different. Blink and you miss it. The speed of time right now is flying along at a pace beyond conception - yet it will still happen faster in the near future. The spiral is based on the number and goes inside and outside, forward and backward in fractal increments that always phi with each other.

So, hurry up and wait become a familiar song - you get ready to move on only to find that the time has not warped and you are still here, facing your day with further exhaustion. I stepped back, had to. We learn lessons by ruminating on the cud - rerunning the scenarios again and again to justify a different thought - a perhaps that didn't happen - yet it did because we willed it to be. The clearing is full of flowers because i imagine the flowers to be there when i paint the picture.

What Dreams May Come is holywood at its preachy best, with Robin Williams and Cuba Gooding Jr. transcending reality. It's too late baby now - thanks carole - the songs and the films have embedded messages at many levels - we know what we need to hear when we need it and so we manifest it to be. We can be whatever we wish, the whirled will cater to the life we envision - if only we allow or imagination to trump our knowledge. Uncle Albert.

I have had some deep conversations with friends that have placed my intuition into primary focus. Just because we are paranoid doesn't mean they're not howdt to get us. The ground has shifted and the positive and negative are completely howdt of balance - duality is over - yin and yang have danced through their end-game. The final lock-howdt has occurred - no telling how the game rules will shake howdt.

Here is where i have lived for many years - eight by my count - a full octave. Consistency is an odd phenomena that requires direct changes when a mode of thought is replaced or contradicted. I think that the math needs work, but i cannot give it the time while attempting to control the mundane. I need an embedded community of thought - that allows me my solitude and then provides outlet to the other thinkers. I understand the concept of monastery - my satyagraha is my own and we shall see where it flows. My current tool is the mop - it comes with a bucket. I also have a shovel. Compost forever.

I feel supported in the alignment, although i cannot begin to explain the relationship. I am open to the thought of group, but feel that isolation is required to develop focus of interest. I have been given a chance to slow down while everyone else pushes forth and the pace is a function of time - which is not a valid concept at this moment. We will have all the time in the world fairly soon, but the discipline to use time of your own to advantage and not be bored is a function of the individual. We develop the ability to be self-entertaining by hearing the song and the music will always play.

Perception is completely different when taking a different perspective. Belief is crucial to the shift - questioning authority is based on the ability to construct alternative reality. There are 13 choices and 256 manifestations - that leaves an awful lot of possibilities and some highly unlikely probabilities. But there is enough chance that everything happens - choice is made to be different if more people believe in that choice. We can burst each other's bubbles, or we can support our visions, it is our own individual choice. Fire and Rain - James Taylor - singing in live concert with Carole - heaven - rockabye sweet baby james