Friday, September 10, 2021
Truth...
...smell those roses in every moment, & similar metaphors, for all you are worth, because "tomorrow" we die...
“Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”
― Homer, The Iliad
Wednesday, August 4, 2021
...e-motion in poetry... poetry in motion-e...
...e=1+...
...& quite literally being, amazingly
metaphoric, the newly minted, we give you...
[...just a brief glimpse, a sneak preview matinee, from this jolly avo’noon bushwalk toddle i:I am on, if u will...]
...i:I...yes...!!
...e symbol #3, e is now cubed!!...
...1, 2, 3/4...!!
...it’s all a matter of synching with matters exquisite e-motional timing...
...temporal eternity...
...e...motion...e...
...thus psych-e again evokes thy physical-ity...
...to begat the full philerosophi-e...
...& &/or is not more than both/& nor...
...btw...
...it’s always “e” for some reason or another,
...or unreason if u prefer...
!!...look what I’m trying to say is...!!
***...e=1+...***
...but what does your own internal conscience say of this external sophic influence ...??...rebalance the books...??
...brrrr, whirrrr, wooooow...ah...wah...
...wild wind from the west...
...you blow me...
...time tip-tap, tapping, tipping left
2 right, & back again,
with such not clockwork regularity...
...West is the best next, by proximity...
...whilst reflecting that refraction
back/into the East,
& the rising Sun is honoured again...
...East, thus, then meets West with quiet footloose agility...
...may thou divine dance begin...
...dance is the most best method, until it’s not,
however,
it is often sadly mistranslated as,
“may the best wo/man win”
...which changes this reality-tunnel’s many moments in nearly sub-tonal eternal infinity,
just that bit, bit bigger, gladly,
then that purity can pour in...
...the purity of humble Psych-spiritual impersonal intention,
in an ecstatic quick two-step with...
...the purity of egoic Eros in Logos vaunting ambition...
...what an indeed un-tainted opposites couple we be,
in utter entranced mind-dance together...
...although the not low risk of mutual destruction reams large in the royal realms, maybe too high...
...yet we still surf that savvy union of (co)sine waves, 1/4 cycles rule
resonant in near-audible e-motional harmony,
& the cosine cycle cubes the circle, thus is squared back to its origin again, but now, +1...
poetry, pure poetry in motion...e...
...oui, oui...
...e=1+...& another...???...
...yes, yes...!!
...i:I...
...perfect reflection, abiding by the time, that’s the [non]difference...
...e=1+=e=i:I=e...
...& that is the newest iteration of seeing, as c is all @ sea, the 3cubed re-newed rotating mystic,
...me...
...this meta-resonance of me...
...me is we, just upside down,
...& then some sum of surmisable symbols un-surprisingly shows,
that Pascals proportion of all portions applies, quote,
“imagination decides everything”,
such that,
meta-analysis brings us closer 2,
meta-realisation, brings us still closer 2,
the 2nd 2 of 2 poles...
...e-singularity-e...
...meta-unity....One Love...
...refracts...
https://www.google.co.nz/amp/s/dictionary.cambridge.org/amp/english/refract
...the still centre of the cyclone...
...Quote: “The play of “correspondences” within & among these poems yields a spiritual itinerary the more vibrant through being refracted through a diversity of styles.”
...sample this:
...e=1+=e=i:I=e...
...the still centre of the cyclone...
...refracts...
...meta-metta...One Love...
...e-singularity-e...
...in meta-metta, now none...
...nOne Love...Love One ‘n other...
...meta-meta-metta...
...metaphor...
...meta4...
...1 2 3 more...
...met at 4...
...e=1+=e=i:I=e...
...once more again...
...meta-meta-metta...metaphor...
...all in the wild wind from the West..
....the eternal almost,
sprint of the slow dancer,
with infinite always,
as our stage...
...namaste...
...one,
one two,
one, two, three, &
...1,
...1 2,
...1 2 3, &...
...the beat goes on,
& the beat goes on...
...building that beat,
beat, bang beat, bang beat,
...boom, da-boom, daddy-boom, boom-boom...boom-boom...
the blind noise between we & we...
...is the same gathering resonance that builds within me...
...slowly splitting sputtering sanity from memory,
memory fades into the moment,
...moment by momentous moment, ever gaining more momentary momentum...
...when suddenly,
memory is split out of the equation,
...completely...
...& living in “the moment” is the place,
...“to be”...
...this re-original Eden has,
once again,
found me,
dancing & prancing, we swirl,
this minor whirling dervish,
...swish, swish’s...
...swish swish, swish, swish’s...
now gone far beyond “me”,
lost in maximal consummate mystery,
close opposites are we,
...this unity is the quintessential paradise,
& promotes this perfect paradox in all its plurality,
...double duality,
...triple trinity,
...beyond quarternity...
...deity’s very different are all around,
but without minimal me/we,
because,
with almost military parade precision,
that very same maximum divinity is also found within me...
...e=1+=e=i:I=e...
...tat tvam asi...
...i:I am that 1+...
...e...
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cube_(algebra)
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triangular_number
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sine_wave
Tues 2/8 @ 608 in bush...+ edits...
Monday, April 19, 2021
Monday, February 15, 2021
Navigating maya...
See FB post tonight, Monday 16/02/21, as Blogger, in its A.I. wisdom is refusing to let me copy/paste it for unknown reason sadly......
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