01-13-2021, 02:04 AM
Truth is as pointless a concept as ego.
I am self, arbitrarily, beyond real.
The golden ball beyond the sun is beyond truth and reality. Absorbs and transfigures all doubts and certainty.
I know this through my Angel, who for my benefit looks, as I've said elsewhere, like the actress Emily Browning. One wing represents unrequited love and the other love nonetheless. The golden ball beyond the sun, for me, is conscience and conscientious love. Universal love and selfless desire. For a caveat regarding 'selfless', attend one of my seminars, and bring your neighbor's wife.
Between me and the golden ball beyond the sun, there is It, and there is Mystery. It shapeshifts into tropes and canons and iconography of religions and philosophies and pop cultures and other things. Mystery is self-explanatory.
The inbetween is demonic, in the sense of multiple; between this and that, me and you, me and anything, there's room for all sorts of chicanery. Where there is no division, all of those things are lies, and we live accordingly and not blindly or sheepishly. I AM ad hoc ad libitum.
I am self, arbitrarily, beyond real.
The golden ball beyond the sun is beyond truth and reality. Absorbs and transfigures all doubts and certainty.
I know this through my Angel, who for my benefit looks, as I've said elsewhere, like the actress Emily Browning. One wing represents unrequited love and the other love nonetheless. The golden ball beyond the sun, for me, is conscience and conscientious love. Universal love and selfless desire. For a caveat regarding 'selfless', attend one of my seminars, and bring your neighbor's wife.
Between me and the golden ball beyond the sun, there is It, and there is Mystery. It shapeshifts into tropes and canons and iconography of religions and philosophies and pop cultures and other things. Mystery is self-explanatory.
The inbetween is demonic, in the sense of multiple; between this and that, me and you, me and anything, there's room for all sorts of chicanery. Where there is no division, all of those things are lies, and we live accordingly and not blindly or sheepishly. I AM ad hoc ad libitum.