Sitting, wondering the existence of everything. And the before of this universe not spoken of elsewhere. Saying, thinking within the infinite spance of all and the eternal time of all even conjures limit within the thought of limitless. The words belittle the completeness of and the incompleteness of everything possible. The infinite unlimited universes and time of infinite eternity. All that is and all that isn’t existing at the precise same moment of now. What begins and what ends or if there is ending to anything or only change. Is there anything of nothingness possible? Ever? Is the nothing and everything the same thing at the precise same time? Without an observer does anything exist. Is the completeness of all analog, digital? One has to believe in an original thought creation/creator that was possibly alone? Within the nothing of everything that expanded into everything of less nothing? Shit if I know anything, anyway. Can everything and nothing co-exist simultaneity and if it can it isn’t analog. Wouldn’t think anyway. It would seem to be a medium of some sort with containment. Is the entirety playing out from a recorded medium in other words. Is the entirety of everything just scenario for another containing this seemingly ‘everything’? Why do Is-Be’s not address these issues? At least to explain their own origination. Sitting here feeling infinitesimally minutely small inside some ‘all’, simply pondering. Unable to think anymore i just light a smoke and will make a coffee then post and rest.
It’s been a few moments of reboot. Had to. Was stricken suddenly with a feeling of complete dementia then nauseous. After suddenly as mentioned, a smallness extreme. And I’m stopping now to further regroup thought.
Dear friendly ones, one of my pondering’s lately involve the word ‘genesis’. The word itself invites moods of beauty and serenity. And considering the infinite eternity of time itself, wonder the limitless availability of time for multitudes of beginnings. To observe the time of before see a wide pathway of light behind your front-ward view extending into a past of forever. Along this imagined path there is limitless knowledge to behold and invite into your thoughts of memories. For what is true learning but a remembering. There in time could lay trillions upon trillions of quadrillions of past beginnings. And realize there is no such thing as an original idea within infinite time. Everything is already whether aft or forward itself. You may have asked yourself how are some ‘prodigal’ with something we call a talent. It’s a simple continuation of their memories. But ponder a limitless genesis of beginnings and discover an infinite eternity of thought itself.
Apparent loss of natural way in the humanities from so many deep fakes who just manipulate the goodness of spirit. They wish to isolate, separate a good-natured individual from helping anyone. Why and what is their true agendas no one knows but them. But it definitely isn’t to better society. The few of us who see the in/of conscious manipulations they wish to harass us so it can remain secret and more so effective. Is there anyone unmanipulable immune to this effective shifting of originality. Probably not. Wish we all had original clarity of our own selves, but it seems lost. Lost and spreading selfish isolationism in society. The manipulators fear brotherhood of group knowledge.