Where
was I? Where am I? Now, I am here. Here, I am, now. Where is here
and when is now? Time and space are readily compartmentalized for
the functions that we assign to them, so much so that we rarely
question their being. I got deep and connected to the void – it
must have been necessary for my higher self and my sleeping being to
have the time latitude to accomplish their tasks – my essence
blinked off mid-day friedday and is slowly coming to in this moment.
Enjoy
a lemme poem on time and space …
Time
and Space, Space and Time
Our
ability to stall time
while
completing work
requires
focused diligence.
Reality
is conjured consistency
wrought
from social context
agreed
upon as common ground.
Compelled
aggression
patently
not acceptable
coerced
on a populace
running
out of time and space.
Truth
redacted, cause
it
doesn’t fit the scheme
watch
and learn;
all
the time in the world
exists
beyond current culture.
Diversities
arise from
monoculture
slimming down
options
of descent,
which
only lead to new options
less
thought through,
more
bold and daring.
Until
we release the leash
of
hafta do and gotta dos
and
required paper trails
containing
plausible deniability,
we
are handcuffed to the system
inside
the current box of
space
and time, time and space
lemme
howdt ... 2013 … rev 2
Nice
diversion, to be able to grasp some old words in new form, to make
the point of the consistency of change. When we need a different
perspective, we can step back to a different scale and lose the time
on one scale in order to gain that same time period on another scale.
Since the two scale are symmetric, the framework holds a consistency
that would be 'true' in the forms of science that we have been led to
believe. That mathematics is an exact form of measurement is stated
in the assumption of the form of math – we defined the counting
system to be the way it is in base ten when we centered on the
conceptualization of the zero.
Zero
and Void are two very different concepts. We should add infinity to
this mix to get a total picture of the vastness of all space and
time, from our size perspective. The problem is that this is only a
viewpoint from this particular point of view, based on a lattice of
fine energies constructed in such a way to make everything fit within
that lattice. Unless we gain perspective enough to see that there
are other ways toward looking at the same object, we tend to believe
that our sight provides the same insight as anyone else.. This is
true when everybody believes the same thing, but do we really all
share common belief?
We
seem to impose on young people today, the common myths of our
collective former beliefs. The system of one size fits all education
for the purposes of the ruling class enforces a mandatory sentence on
any child that doesn't appear in proper learning context at the
incarceration centers, which are built in the same format as our
penal centers. Get on the schedule and under the gun and hop to it –
social studies at nine, math at ten, english at eleven, lunch at
twelve, science at one, history at two – no time for focused
attention on any topic. What is a social study, anyway?
In
the context of a research directed learning environment, a social
study would watch what people do when given a new circumstance to
deal with. Since the old ways that things used to work are breaking
down and not functioning, we require new weighs of seeing how things
come together. When the current society does not allow you to
discriminate, then how can you use judgment to make better choices?
If ignorance of the law is no excuse, then we all need to be lawyers
– yet, they keep making regulations non-stop without removing any
of the prior law. They tell you how to think and then punish you
when you don't think the same whey they think. (Think of the whey
that goes with the curds in the making of cheese – very murky
consistency, yet also yummy).
There
is more work required to conform to the current system than benefit
from the current system for most people. The rewards of the system
have been hi-jacked by the 'too big too fail, more bigger better
best' crowds that function on an 'I win, you lose' basis. If you
don't play the game on their terms, you are already a loser. Most of
the time, I am shifted out of that space.
Yet,
sometimes, we still have to earn money in cash dollars in order to
pay for fuel and purchase groceries and take in the regular
entertainment event. The van needs work and the wrench turner will
not listen to my pontifications in lieu of payment. So, I am working
through Nweti.com to offer a class in soil chemistry, for continuing
education credit for 'landscape architects'. The hilarity of the
words begets the function of the course. People will only take
courses for education credit that can be applied to the hoops you
have to jump through to retain a certification in your chosen field.
In other words – they have to check on you to see that you still
buy into the party line from an accredited institution of higher
learning. Of course, we 'gardeners' can use the information to make
more nutritious crops to serve on our dining tables.
It
used to be a monopoly of the community colleges to offer these
courses, but the employers got tired of paying for crap – the game
was not to learn anything, but to pay cash for a course that gives
you a piece of paper that says you spent the time in the course. No
actual learning required – although they will be sure to make
certain that you know where to get your Monsane chemicals, so that
you too can be round-up ready.
Have
you every thought that mebbe that chemtrails are to people as
pesticides are to insects? The invented reality of bee colony
collapse disorder really is an excuse to mask the fact that Bt – a
bacteria – was engineered into plants as an internal insecticide
and mucks with nature's pollination patterns. If the new queen is a
no go, the the hive has no direction and flies off to find another
place to call home. We can slip our mind into the hive of a bee and
envision what we would need to go through – all women workers that
continually work for the queen mother and keep a few pet males around
for the necessary breeding functions. Makes a horrific science
fiction story.
Learning
is a matter of telling and listening to stories within the context of
other stories that we know and understand. The narrative is written
by the victors who gained the spoils, and they are the last ones to
see the changes coming at the periphery of what we know and have.
The edges of time and space are fraying, because the consistency of
thought beyond the now has broken down to where there is no there
there.
The
idea of saving for a rainy day only functions as long as you can
spend your saved capital when the rainy day arrives. The system of
'banksters printing money to loan at interest to governments
representing people' holds true only if we believe in the current
system of bondage and the need to spend our hours working to pay for
the ability to live. Before Henry Ford – there was no concept of a
time clock – you got paid for getting the work done, not for
encumbering your time. That we have to pay for space and earn money
as slaves to a system that was corrupt from the word go, is an
imposition on everyone that never made a choice to partake of
'democratic' governance. Sorry – I can't buy in – thi hand folds
and its time to shuffle up and deal a new game, based on some sort of
equity and fairness, not equity of those who focus on collecting the
cash, while others do the actual work.
The
current system is over – we have no other viable system ready at
this time. It seems that we may have all the space in the world, but
until the old game ends and the new game begins, we live in stasis;
holding on, as the bottom rungs of the ladder fall away and leave no
structural support foundation to the current way it is. Don't bother
to fight, there is nothing there but air. Just watch and learn.
Come spend a bit of money to learn about soils and get a jump on
growing your own food for the next dose of reality.
Namaste'
doc 051813
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