Dedication + recurrence

In terms of attractions, lovers could be brought together as if the whole thing is an information matrix ~ well, which it is. One can ask what are the gears and cogs, how does the matrix work, and then how do attractions work in that process. If we look at our own lives, quite a lot of it comes down to places and attractions.

‘Hit and miss’ is like you have stripped out the algorithms of attraction from the pattern forming in the information matrix, leaving pure randomness. our reality is not a purely random one [even if it randomly came into existence].

Ah, but even while immaterial and therefore undefinable by material standards of definition, will does exist and does factor into the vague equation that math also fails to actually define properly and yes, it would still leave a lot of hammering between their meeting up.

What is freedom? Is it being free of consequences or being free of the negative consequences through proper application of the knowledge and wisdom gained through lifes series of lessons? Which is freedom? Innocence and ignorance or innocence through awareness and acceptance, where you can be aware of the darker aspects of life, but not innocent and still retain innocent moments where you are still you and not having to worry or stress about what might be coming your way.

I say that it is possible with a strong-willed spirit, to be able to pick and choose times and places, but with enough strong-willed spirits, they might try to choose to go to the same time and place based on information handed through time and space and spiritual interaction, or they might try to obstruct certain spirits from recurring.

The way I see it, reality is both predictable and unpredictable all the same. Certain things can be predicted in certain manners, but seeing it changes it even just slightly so it adds up differently and unpredictably causes the predictable to happen, which gives prophets and seers their confidence and the darker ones to try to control the fate of others, but what I’ve come to know as fate is an over-accumulation of free will and freedom as so many knowingly or unknowingly work against each other and all chaos is at that point is the lack of awareness of such.

But, it is a web of connections, of friendships, of respect, of interaction; it would be social-networking at its finest and would prove that technology truly only mimics nature even when it is openly mocking it.

I say these things and believe these things, because I believe through spiritual knowledge that I am such a spirit seeking such a love and seeking to rekindle the loyalty after such a hammering and such a mess in between meetings as the woman I love sits on the other side of the US where I can’t get at her and be with her in anything other than spirit and mind and heart. I could concisely explain the depths of loyalty, the falling out, the coming back together, the not knowing each other and the knowing each other, like some sort of advanced form of ‘The Time Travelers Wife’ meets ‘Inception’.

And, to be honest, such a thing is vastly frustrating.

Freedom to act freely will always result in consequences. As the world keeps turning new situations demand adaptation and a continual renewal of knowledge and wisdom. Which for me offers freedom of opportunity which also has consequences. Are we complaining that we have no freedom when its already maxed out?

Are you sure there was a former love to wit you are now seeking? …and not just the idea of that, you know how the mind gives your life meaning by giving it something to seek. Perhaps the story though is always a new one, and we haven’t been born before? This universe could be the place we are brought into being etc. I think we all chase rainbows, but we can miss what’s right in front of us.

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The spiritual memories that I have seen paint a picture of us super-imposing our images over other spirits as assuredly other spirits have super-imposed their images of the material over the immaterial. To have lived countless lives at the same time as living a singular, through alternate realities, past eternities being lived concurrently like Cloud Atlas’ philosophical theory of multiple time lines, but beyond. I could claim not only to have been King Solomon, Aristotle and Jesus Christ in past lives, but could also claim to have been Squall Leonhart, Merlin, Aragorn, etc. and who would be able to prove me wrong?

At that point, if you’ve played Final Fantasy VIII and are familiar with the time travel and alternate reality implications and theories tied into that work, then you would begin with the question of who started the idea of SeeD, Garden and destroying the sorceress that compressed time and meant to destroy everything. Did it begin with Squall Leonhart as he went into the past to tell Edea, or did it originally stem from Edea before Squall ever went into the past the first time and both answers would be ‘yes’ in varying fashions. The alternate realities would stem after time travel had been affected in the first place, much like how Chrono Trigger for the SNES was time travel based theories and Chrono Cross dealt directly with two main alternate realities that pushed off each other.

Like Squall and Rinoa’s love, two spirits that I have felt strongly and believe do exist beyond the parameters of the worlds our video game artists have created for us to enjoy, my love is much the same and still vastly different, based on the particulars of our own reality, the theory that our reality is the spiritual crossroads for so many past eternities, alternate realities, layers of realities, failed realities, etc.

Realities where me and her existed by our selves with spiritual knowledge of the other; horrible nightmares; realities where we were able to be together but couldn’t handle the strain of dealing with all of this knowledge and thus undid each other, destroyed each. Nightmares again. Memories of meeting up only just in time to die or pass on or to directly fight each other. Memories of being together, but on the wrong side of things, such as in Stephen King’s Insomnia, where I would claim to be The Crimson King and her the Queenfish, but here is the odd part of it: I would be claiming mostly male roles when I might have filled the female.

For example, I might have been Rinoa, and she might have been Squall, I might have been Mary Magdeline and she might have been Jesus Christ in a past life and would therefore boggle the minds of Christians that believe that Jesus Christ returned would not be a female when he very might well be.

But, beyond that, regardless of the truth of those memories and that knowledge, there is still the ‘right in front of my face’ aspect where I know I love her, have tried to coax her into talking on Facebook and she has repeatedly pushed me away and refused to talk and yet my mind continues to think about her, continues to love her and I feel deep down that she experiences the same things, though I don’t have any bit of proof about it.

My life is already tantamount to the biggest failure, the worst tragedy, etc. etc. So much potential and pushed out of society because I don’t want to play by societies tyranny. Bullied, pushed around, etc. and when I finally get on top of it and start pushing back, just get destroyed by pure darkness that refuses to respect my standing points, refuses to be reasonable and that itself must be reasonably ascertained as reasonable even in its unreasonable nature. Why? I have no fucking clue. What’s a little bit more weight on the shoulders at that point? Even without chasing rainbows, even with dealing with things as realistically as possible and paying attention to so many details, we can still miss things right in front of our faces, we can still be blind-sided.

could be phone syndrome, where she has a touch phone where its hard for her to type, or could be the lazyitus where she wants to stay in her assexual comfort zone and doesnt want to talk to guys. you are the one with the balls, ballss are meant to push out of the comfort zone and make them fall in love, so what i recommened is you keep flooding her with messages, the more drama the batter as ecmandu says. neediness is a turnon, despite what dating gurus say, whats not a turnon is pretending to not be needy when you are very needy because every girl knows that males are inherently needy because of their balls. showing her how much you are hurting will help her care for you, it you play it like you are not needy and mr.stoic (even though your actions say otherwise) its not turnon. if you flood her enough and act needy enough she will have no choice but to cave for you, just be careful not piss her off and make her block you. remember what the joker does, nice then mean, apathetic then needy, its the winning formula.

Well, the exact details of the encounter are highly personal and I don’t want to talk about them, but the feeling I picked up was that she 1. didn’t know what to say, 2. was shocked by the way I approached the situation, though not in a bad way and 3. had to respond to it the way she did since a response was demanded whether it be a bad or good response.

I appreciate the advice, but it’s not about neediness. It’s about my current situation and my attraction to her, which undoubtedly has brought unwanted attention down upon her due to my interactions with others on the internet and through the mind. It’s not like I haven’t made enemies in life and even ‘friends’ get in the way, especially in the mind, by ‘helping’ with something that does not want help and instead wants to be able to flourish on its own, a seeming impossibility.

It all actually made me think of the question: what do you do when there is no right answer?

Keep trying and whether it plays out for good or if it plays out for bad, at least you tried and did your best and I have my own method of approaching things. I don’t want to push myself on her too much, but to instead play the long-term, slow-dance that I first asked her to take part in with me, but at the same time I am also responding to a plea she sent out to Facebook for someone to prove loyalty to her because she was tired of putting up with asshole guys who inevitably fell by the wayside; so I also have to juggle toughening her up and to that extent, must tread carefully AND piss her off a bit enough for her to think beyond her current struggle.

And, in the end, it’s entirely simplistic and straightforward. We both said we weren’t in a position at the moment to pursue anything beyond the moment, we both feel deep emotions for the other as evidenced subtly through her reactions to me and what I’ve said thus far and so I must stick true to the long-term play at the same time not even knowing for sure if it will play out based on a lot of things I can see in possibility through my own perceived destiny and the simple fact that the world so obviously doesn’t move for love like the movies claim it to. The world might see us destroyed before we ever get together; might see me die for what I do in life due to some hater or some random individual who felt like either tracking me down or just didn’t like me and putting a bullet in my head either for a reason or due to some twisted insanity.

And then there’s the fear that she might get hurt or killed because of all that I have been doing on the internet, in life, and in the universal mind. Evil doesn’t play fair and it’s foolish to think that it would.

The world is rapidly getting to a point where so many peoples fates will be entirely up in the air and hopefully those who dance will keep dancing and those who need to sit down will find a seat when the music stops, like some convoluted musical chairs that decides who lives and who dies, when, where, how and why. We sit in the midst of mind-control technology being created, of them finding out so many things about the human condition; about life in general; and so many variances that prevent people from feeling emotions properly without getting some kind of twisted distancing effect from the depths that nature has prescribed as people seek to control nature and seek to trump it to set in place their own fucked up society just because they either don’t want to or can not go back to believing in such things again as love and kindness and respect for others.

I would rather give everyone free will; others would rather control them all; and yet the end result will be the same, except that we will continue to cause everyone untold amounts of pain and suffering the more we fight instead of working together and if our working together clashes with natures will, we might as well become accepting of the fact that our species will exist in a perpetual hell for the rest of its existence until it chooses to reconform to natures will.

How far does she live away?

I can’t imagine less romantic language used to describe this. That was nice, sweetie, moving on now to the next spot on the matrix. But that said, if you want to move around and not commit, then don’t. There are others out there for you. If either as a thought experiment or a deduction about reality you see a heaven with this kind of approach, I can only hope you find it. But the OP seems to assume that one can apply logic and determine what is best in general, but if others do not want this way of describing it, not would they want to hop around on the matrix, and that’s OK also. There are potential partners to be found for both organizations of Romance.

Far enough to make it just romantic enough to walk if I have to.