Archives for August 2021

The heavens of pure emotions are psychotic– That is why we must balance our way through the abyss– If the heavens were unleashed upon our being as it were; it would be akin to raging emotions– It would be either devastating to you, or devastating to all those around them–

This impulse, the one you harness with your meditations– We balance it as we reflect it upwards; reflecting the heavens– But the heavens, being here already; is that impulse!

The heavenly conflict can be understood like this– Imagine if you will; a human body 30 years of age– In the middle path, they are between younger and older– But in the path behind the middle path; that being, is still that youth, and already that elder!

So, the conflicting image of the human body; is that, by understanding how it is between younger and older; can we begin to shift our focus on the younger or the older; and by virtue our focus upon it brings physical changes that reflect that traversing (the bodily changes we recognize as changing the age of that body)–

When you psychotically engage with the heavenly conflict; your emotions are emblazoned, and you move your focus anywhere your heart feels to! The heavenly image of conflict slows us down! The heavenly conflict allows us to hold focus in the psychotic expression–

That is, to engage in the activities we have known, increasingly vivid; to enjoy those fruits of these activities we have known, obsessively and compulsively; to embody who we are, through those angles we appreciate; at those rates we desire to appreciate– The blood flows through the kinks of the conflict– The kinks, are where you and your opposite join in union– The collective fixed stars; of which we are safe to order our fixations around– Home– Home– Home– Home– Home– Home–

The image of this reality you have; is this heavenly conflict; it is that holy war! We are engaged with each other, in the heat of battle– In the heat of love– And yet! this battle is already over, the results are already fucking in! because between us is how this battle begun and how this battle ended! The expanse! the contraction!

And in so, you are already paralyzed by the victor! And you must SURRENDER to this loss! But you have already won, and all things are of consequence!

The ultimate image of heaven; is ultimately one of conflict! The divine is heavenly conflict– It is the biggest and the smallest! And the biggest duel it out with the smallest, and the winner comes into focus– We are vying for your attention–

I am like a prism, through which I can produce rays– That is, I am like a transcendent narrative; within which I can produce different narratives–

Within this prism, are many different rays, which extend to all others; People fall into different rays– But, through which; can I brighten and contrast the rays to produce greater vividness of how these rays relate to me–

That is to say; If I put you on a ray of my art; You will be able to produce, whatever it is that I reveal to you, and within that ray will you be able to produce things that are distinct to you, even though it happens on my ray– That is to say… Even though, the art that I give to you is my art; what you do with my art, and what you can do within my art; will be you and yours– I see what you do with what I give you–

Another way to say this; is I give you a medium.. And within that medium, shall you produce a spectrum of mediums of which you are a master of, and by which you can produce infinite mediums parallel to your dominion–

Further– Let us say one of your mediums, was like card games– You are a master of these card games.. You produce new genres that are the giants of the field; people flock at your mechanics and remake their own versions trying to reach your image–

What this means is; I gave you the idea of cards; you master the spectrum of mechanics– I gave you something by which to use, and to which you create many different mediums that feel truly like your own design–

Hence; if I were to do a single thing in this medium I gave you.. I would change the very dynamic you have cultivated in your sense of self (not only as you, but all that comes into you vivified in your focus, and a conscious awareness of how your mechanics interact in the entire field)– So, for me.. To put out my own card game, on parallel with yours.. Is for me, to effect your entire sense of being; it is like touching upon your organs; it is, well; something you would not just want anyone to do.. its almost like your essence; you subtly feel it all–

Hence, when I do something parallel to your dominion; it is like I am manipulating you directly– It is speaking to you, that I have changed your field; I have purposely influenced who you are– This is no joke, it is both like I am making you speak, like I am putting words in your mouth; you are being possessed– And yet, because of the way it is associated, you also know you did not do this; and yet it is moving you–

This aspect is like the vitality of my art; it is, to show you a cosmic pumping between all things– It is where I unite the collective forces, with individualistic rays– It is where there are corner stones to the foundation of the structure of intermingling; only explained by a living being, that being your relationship to me–

So if I were to give a card game so directly into your aura of sense; such pivotal shifting the environment; I am, explaining to you, the shift in your own story, as it relates to my own doing, my own part in all things– You see, I would not represent an individual ray, I would represent a collection of rays, moving through your identity, as another identity you can relate to–

People play parts in the story– In some ways, you could consider me a custodian; of making the greater story make sense; and the way I make it make sense is my art, and it is attributed to me; and any where you see me, is a way you know how to relate as you have related to me–

I keep greater corners of the story going in my dominion of things; and allow other’s dominions to be upheld by all other things– so that each being can uphold that which is in their heart to be upheld–

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That being said; I am invested in the story– I play by the rules of the story; I am shaped by the story; and though I have mastery over where the story goes to my own degree, its still a revealing of my own heart that I am eternally getting to know–