More on Time ...

I am free, just like anyone; and yet bound to everything and everyone. This ascends like flame to oxygen and, remembering why I was born I am torn to openness. A void is there like a river full of nothing but wetness and waves. It is pregnant with potential and I am privy by virtue of mystical attainment to witness this moment.

Just like any moment, and all moments. Adrift in virtue as hippos in water and we do nothing but close our hearts in laughter. So all too well does enchantment turn to look from time at an angle of roughly 42.6 degrees. All in do time indeed...

As birth is here a consecration we find ourselves in a sea approaching colder weather with time set to control gestation, as energy can only ever gather over time. We wait with secrets still yet withdrawn from those that love us most.

Stopping to take a breath only holds the control fear has over full disclosure. Admitting God is Dead suddenly reveals that everything is permitted.

So we cry "Hear Me! Make all spirits subject unto me: so that every Spirit of the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the earth and under the earth; on dry land and in the Waters: of Whirling Air, and of rushing fire: and every spell and scourge of God may be obedient unto Me!". A potent spell indeed...

So it is until Einstein bites us in the ass. Relativity is real and there is no thing that is singular. Only this no thing can know relative truth, right now.

There is a way, a word, a law, a truth ... All Temptations; merely manifest Nature evolving us in her own plodding way. But to grow is to not grasp at the no thing.

The only way to know all that is here said is to stop trying, and by great effect you shall know its true meaning. Indeed so much prophecy do I here relate it is better to never look again.

As the distances grow longer so to the intuition becomes stronger and all important in deep communication. This is the principal of jazz.

I here deliver a key from which I have opened many gates. Indeed the doors of dimensions past the four watchtowers of the universe. Life in this body is a component to something more. To enter into other cities and be awakened. There is always so much more than what we call THIS.

I am very far away. Speaking through hands attached to some ego that has some vague memory of knowing yours. The channels by which things manifest are strange and curious indeed.