Compression limited zone

1.Idealism=Panpsychism

Sedona, Arizona

The psychic totality is everpresence.

In the very early days , there were few receptors, and they were complete within themselves as beings .

They were close to their formation.nowadays the population is very large and this being fractures leaps and bounds. They can not retain. their identity of familiarity with exact semblance , the formal constructed whole restructured and fractures it hyperbolically.
Their recent pan psychic occurrence is tantamount to an inordinate and subliminal need to reconnect by other non fractured means.
Distant memory reconstructs the ideal non existentially.

  1. MY POOR KID

(or, is he?)

So now bereft of oriental witchery and middle eastern sharia, he will be Spartan bred, in a world of enlightened technology.

Technology befitting sharia narcosis, throwback into pure instinctual carnage.

But he will be strong, as they are cruel .

That it could backfire, mirrors their appearent fear, in fact this is their adopted land, insincere and self serving as it is.

Their dream of greco-Persian glory will be extinguished by the loss of petroleum demand, as electric vehicles overtake the combustion engine.

Their power will receede back to the days of Lawrence of Arabia, in direct proportion to the renewal of humility and piety.

  1. Arabian princess in beverly hills.

A great beauty, a princess of Arabia one day, bought the most extravagant mansion .

The designer, conforming to her wish, built an elaborate fence , and placed friends of nudes on the pedestals including exposed genitals.

Neighbors were outraged.

They were revolted and let it be known they would not stand for it. She was not receptive.

They published it.

She remained defiant.

Then the neighbors burned her house down.

She tore her hair and screamed that They would get it. She thought that the Saud embassy could help her.

She told the neighbors she will rebuild in spite.

They reported they will burn it down again.

Then she disappeared, probably the effect of pressure from the neighbors to the Saudis.

Compelled to be blunt.
Had, have to say it for whatever reason and / or to whomever .
Listen.

The Islam sharia guy who killed my daughter is back with his parents.
He is eyeing my reactions. He said a week ago I can’t ever see the kid again.He drives a new Lexus , he totaled three top model Acuras in two years before.

His optical image is everything for him, as mine gets disarrayed by each passing day of him.
He delivers packages for his dad . his image is top dog dealer, has lost, since his money, was stolen - so he says- , ( that was meant for opening a legit approved grass store,by his cousin) will never be recovered) He’ll never be found he says , cause he took off with the money and thereby he took care of him good.

The police narcos are working on it as well as in the Uncle.

Coroner has not yet finalized their report, lab work takes time they say.

Now all we want is visitation , and have to wrangle through places and places, file forms and document preparers, whilst my heart burns, as if acid slowly drips with calculated rhythm.

While one time I caught the sad eyes of the kid, to whom once e said I would never leave him.

He understands, I know, in his short 5 years he had to learn fast and quick.

His pa’s friends who went to the same school as she did, say that he was an all around nerd, with a deliberately prepossessing attitude that says I’m so much better, that’s why you guys don’t accept me. He was really messed up if someone called him an Armenian .
He had no idea who Xerxses was.all about.

Paranoid politics. Fear rules, even if he is the only one that knows .
Slights, the interior denied
The next step lash out not in,
What do they think they are
Who are they, to think it would be allowed when the supreme lower of control rates from god-king,
From sun king of past.glory
New imperial palaces of empire and rococo, towers of jewels and gold, yes, who will know how much he got,
Stashed away within the interior powers of unbeatable forces?
Yes, make it great. The greatest ever were, even if;
Everyone bows
and before that happens. That power is losing it, the control of the life blood prisoner souls hellbound,
Before that material is exhausted in eternal fights with it’s interior contraposition, before the judgement will come anywhere close to suffer indignities for one child’s call: 'look he is not wearing clothes; before that sharp blade of opinion falls the head that so grand an illusion it begot every man; before that magnanimous contraption severs the body capital,
The whole united body must strike out and find enemies who threaten IT, and destroy it on basis of the universal difference .

For don’t You see the soul of this one is indestructible?

And after that great tribulation, peace, the arid peace of the One, living with in universal harmony with the minions. absolutely reduced to a meaningless. deconstructed existence for the forsaken aura of his very great imperial satanic majesty. Upon whom it will be forbidden even to glance upon.

The castle unbound, falling down , but Deere does it matter so much where you lay your head?

Bugs coming on, they also need love. Bugged.
Too many. You have never been able to look At an audience . For sure with out a grimace, hoping understanding inner visionary thoughts may become obvious.

After all everyone deserves their mask and for that simplenclimb up that familiar space,.
Kant never left his home town, and there is futility in supposing anyone cares if T. Mann lost two kids to suicide.

Listen Deere, the energy high consists of what they admonish as the soul, does connect with those chakras which subsist of lower ordained characteristics, and add to that the intwrpenetrabilitu of the personalities , does make a good act.
Admittedly, if not geared to this , the mind could not regain it’s former composure, to guarantee a complete union.
No Dee Dee, said such and such while ingesting large quantities of a borscht like liquid.
Deere, don’t worry. Look back when little , on the bed someone long ago gone, worried hence, about loss of beautifully artful limbs and the secret places betweext, the organ again giving such joy recapture.
Leaving the castle , a downward careening roll, as the dice has succumbed to maddening losses, with the whisps of.nature moaning under the blankets of desire, our love matters, everything else: a delirium.

Dee Dee showed no emotion, after this, and went about it unashamed and resolute.

Need not look back , angel.

Interesting, meno. None of that beach boy breakdown stuff.

Oh? Masking o yes in my room,
Buddha like but made of wood of a tree

Can U2 dig good that which is reversible to near certain?

Good vibrations.

And some!

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Oh?

Good vibrations, granny in Pasadena, from my room.

All I want is a room somewhere with lots of chocolates,

my fair,
may fair?
Don’t know yet, a lot of compression,
The rain in Spain, chocolate covered,

Coward? The chocolate covered cake,
Melting in the rain, in Spain,
Mostly plain,

May never have that receive again,

Dreaming: California, hotel, you can never leave again,

Take Your leave , by,
By your leave
Leafs,
California dreaming,
All the leafs are grey
I pretend to pray,
Go into a church,

& Hungary
No hungry& stop into a store
Churches, for
Some chicken.

A chicken is a chicken …is a chicken says Gertrude S.

As she yawns into eternity.

By a room is a room
But don’t rue him
Or ruin him
Swiftly
No, not there
In the squarish dimension

Haha or does it echo in the RAAA-OOOOHMMM?
Raa-sting
Haha ouch
Room has a couch and an ottoman
haha comfy to heal on, heat compressed, maybe have a meal on

By a room is a room
But don’t rue him
Or ruin him
Swiftly
No, not there
In the oval dimension

Just another wall scrawl

Just another scrawl
There is medecine
There is is is
Child I miss You and your momma

The room can be divided
And subdivided

And that too, and that a half of an eight’

And then the walls soundproofed
So that the are perfectly and cute locally separated from each other

Listen now not a soul not a sound

Been telling everyone that they are separate noe;
Mother and chi’le reunion but not here not now

And you can always pigeonhole them: unless they lead to autism
The chi’e and momma
But we will see the chi’le soon enuff,

You see they can’t cut through the embryonic chains of love, chi’le

They be permanent like eternity blaze through roomful of stardust,
If God be soul as if your sec life consist of mirrors and clinking chandeliers in perpetual motion,
As if stairways to heavens so easily deconstruct made of trillions of breathing souls in billions of worlds so easy.

The young in you stays up the ballastrades of self imposed guilt ridden punishment for trapping the vestiges of winds coming in from the north,

So that you remember:

Chi’lle, don’t shed one precious tear. You’d be remembered in the heart’s desire. Just not blink to fade .

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Just another bawl and now a broom for the room
O holy hole in whole, so says he No
In talk of rooms, I get man shunned
biggest ballroom style

Mature manure
fine and I agreed for wiser words
vine tendrils that shoot sprout at some final second spire grab
past every single thing below grown
they had stayed down for so long

As if the big book said be like kids
enlightened fright, shook
so shake the broom free of senile dust bile
and yeah me one day too, saw that on vomit
teach preach has me taught fraught
Lets leak if we gon’ leak

and get a grand distance farther from me
ride those mad railings out, gleam leave
let me fast on a bed of nails
without return aim
aimless
retreat sail just as slow
learned it a longer time ago
up north before time
blow wind blo…

Odium:

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Blank purposely indicates a severe period of decompression.

Analogy indicated only by uplift, due to turbulence. at this level.

Un tres bien chanson :romance-hearteyes:

Et Vous! Tous bien…?

qu’est-ce que oh oui

That good, huh? :slight_smile:

…having the odd tantrum here and there myself, but working hard on minimising them to zero, as I don’t want to lose what little friends I have :slight_smile: …my heart still aches, for Him.