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Balancing the elements on a higher level–

To bring this idea down; let us discuss a hot dog vendor at a stadium–

You get out of the car in the parking lot; you can smell the hot dogs– You reach the entrance, the smell of the hot dogs has become stronger, however; now it is shaped and bent, skewed by the various people and different degree’s of general B.O. You make it past, suddenly, the smell becomes stronger to the right of you– You become entranced; you close your eyes and follow the smell.. You can tell when each person is in your way; you can tell when the smell of hot dogs become skewed, and you can tell the shape of the obstacle by virtue of the change in the smell of hot dogs– You are like a bat pulsating in the dark listening for its own reverberations to make clear the shape of the landscape before you–

On some level, we do this intellectually; we look at a point, and from that point echo’s out all the structures that we are familiar with within that point, and it echos out our familiarity in our symbolic reflections–

So; when we balance out the elements on a higher level; we make clear a point in our heart, that echos along side the physical expressions of the tangible medium– That is, when all the elements are balanced, so that we are holding focus on a point between them all in their harmonic interaction, that boom; suddenly whatever we look at, is illuminated by the nature of how it skews– The purity of what we know, expresses itself in the hidden direction of its obscurity–

The light behind everything, becomes clear as a passage through the darkness that reaches us–

So, like the smell of a hot dog vendor in a stadium; or like the bat using Echolocation; balancing the elements is about the ability to see what is purely between all elements involved; to see the hidden directions in their emerging differences–

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Once we narrow in on a certain feeling; This, unavoidable aspect of our self.. Once we have accepted it, we can begin, to rotate around it.. Finding other ways this aspect of our self can fit into our most beautiful image– It becomes a pivotal point of rotation, a wound, a fountain– It is an aspect of ourselves that, does have its own rules; its own medium by which we must play.. however that very medium given, gives you your sense of self–

When obscured; it is the rules by which you land your focus, it is the way you think, it is the movement of your intellect; obscured by the many things you identify with, and as long as you base yourself on these, you will find a continual stream of “information”–

Evil; is our pivotal point of navigation– we cannot help but, in some way project it, or navigate without some sense of it in the air; it straightens our being, it causes the need for balance.. it is the way, but ode to how aware of the way we can be?

If we realize the collective image; then we realize a heavenly image, that is beyond our grasp, but can be known in the feeling of it– The collective image is reduced to a pure substance; but this substance is so trans-formative, or so beyond what we have considered as substance, we mistakenly believe we have entered spirit; so to speak–

If; we realize the personal, divine paradise– That is, our ego extended– The feelings we have to work with, on this level of being.. Are horrific– It is not that beauty cannot be found here; but that, our own ability to conceive of it will be turned into our tainted visions– We, will be unable, to reflect the spirit of ourselves; without reaching into, the most personally horrifying reflection which lead us on the most horrifying journey of ourselves– There is however.. if we look; deep enough within it.. enough beauty to light the way–

We must find, in these horrifying images that which we are looking for that would cause it to arise– And that is not in the image itself, it is a feeling; but the only way we navigate that feeling, is by the rules of the image we have that allows us to recognize that feeling and find within that feeling, the image that clarifies our desire to feel it–

We are in some ways; lucky enough to navigate long strands of our self, to look for the healing image as its counter part– To see the image that horrifies you, and to find the image that would soothe that horror–

If your horror is being alone, and your image is stuck in a hole with no one around– Then, the counterpart would be you with a dear dear friend or surrounded with friends who have gotten you out of that hole– The images must connect; we must see what is between them; we must play with what is between them; we must realize their true location; grounded not so much in our reality, but in the astral by the rules of the image we know them by–

The rules implied by the image we hold itself; the way the image itself, illuminates our ability to navigate it, or illuminates the reality we believe of it, to see around that image–

To be able to narrow in, on the exact feeling we are having an issue with; the exact reason we believe we have an issue with it– that exact feeling that has been only known in its ties to the other feelings it has known itself as a part of–

The rainbow body; or even, the truth it could be said– Is that we already know it– Its already in the peripheral of your focus– We all know it, we all know it; we all know it– It is simply how we know it; how we know it to focus on it– It is in our feeling– It is there, ready to blossom; is blossoming; you play out the blossom–

Its there; in the dungeons of your experience– Its there in the whole of your mind! In the whole of your sense; in the whole of your senses, between the senses as we have learned to measure them– Between the stories as we have heard them! But in, so directly in, the story we know– In the reading of my words; hear me.. echo upon your being– This is the story, right here– And when this story clicks, all parts of you will be seen; so that all of you can hear what there is really to be said and clearly know how every part of you that has ever lived is involved in the response–

It is about how we are able to focus on each other; which allows for the realm of things to be altered– It is how, I will allow you to bring your focus onto me; so that the relationship between us can change, that the natural equilibrium between us can shift the general consequences of our interaction.. And in so, more permanently change the flow of not only how things land in our own doing, but in the nature of the physics supporting it; in the land of probability and possibility–

Each person’s story has a consequence on our existence; for each person story rides on our own; and our own upon it– The substance, merely the reduction of this fact into pure form which allows for the qualities of our being to exist and can be known between us.. To allow our stories to intersect; to know each other, to be conscious of each other, in the light of the circumstance of which they actually exist– The form, made completely true– The form made, so utterly dependable and knowable; that it is the ground of meaning–