A sum is of it’s parts is measured in the entirety of everything. Accounting for everything is incomprehensible. Noted, I still invest in the constant of realistic forces.
That being gravity, compression, and even physics. This is why i believe in rubber band theory. One day eventually along the lines of time and space… time will consume space and rubber band back into itself. There’s math to deduce this.
I absolutely love this. accountability was a key factor in this timeous education of knowing and not knowing. Like the predisposition of ‘free man’ nobody learned they were free until they saw the scale of freedom enclose them in shackles. Nobody was learned to fly yet only wished and so forth. When that golden rule is a boomerang that rebounds into dimensions it retracts retracts and excretes into another hole. Nobody muted the remote and so forth contradiction to the valid if you suppose. It’s easy to believe yet to decern the positives might attract negatives and so forth. Space conditions apply. Fighting authority the authority always wins, it’s best to think we fought the authority and already won in scenarios already transpired between mutual minds. Satisfying the dissatisfied was always satisfying.
I can remote control all of the cosmos with my mind. It’s not about being remote controlled if you remote control people. When you remote control people you are stuck here.
When you get old enough like me…
There are no more words to speak.
There are no more pictures to send to people minds.
I finally found my family. It’s the eternally dead, those in oblivion who have no mind and don’t want to be called back. I protect them from humans while I’m still here with a mind.
I have choices. I can build a new dimension so they are called there instead of here, or work for oblivion again. It’s my family. Humans are not my family.
I hope I never get old like you, Ecmandu. How dare you make me admit I’m not actually old.
Or are you really old if you’re still using words? So which is it? Aren’t words a way of remotely … understanding each other?
I’m going to sleep. I am of the mind to wake up later. Until then I’m going to have zero mind, if I’m lucky, or only dream good dreams. Thankfully my bodybrain will reboot my mind for me when it’s time to wake up. However, sometimes my mind doesn’t get the freaking message to even go to sleep. Other times, my viscerally dreaming bodybrain seeps in to my conscious awareness. And still other times, instead of my bodybrain rebooting my mind, my mind interrupts my viscerally dreaming bodybrain…And I wake up when I just want to stay asleep and keep dreaming. I do like to be awake from time to time. I don’t live in a warzone. Yet. But my bodybrain does most the time I remember it.
Do you know that song by The Doors about the day destroying the night and the night dividing the day? Being awake destroys sleep and sleep divides moments of waking. Individuation destroys assuming everyone feels the same way you do— differentiation. Realizing everyone does at least experience in their own way as a person (generalizing) divides your assuming you are the most conscious person in the universe.
There is a great gulf fixed between our individual visceral experiences and our individual minds.
The mystery to me is how my mind could wake up before my bodybrain is even awake. My I … I … must be a third thing. And yet all 3 are one.
The universe is like that, too. Nothing exists that is a mere 1… every thing is a whole greater than its parts…
See previous reply about energy going everywhere… where being the wrong word.
You are too old for words? I’m too young for bullshit.
Imagine even allowing the photons to enter your mind reflecting off of the electronic text that comes from your… being.
Because honestly even the most lowly wretches of existence still exist. Minimum threshold.Cockroaches do exist. But who willingly lets them into their home? Only a fool.