unsloppin it--

There is this very specific line being made clear– This line between real and unreal– And it has to deal with the structure of my comprehension of reality, the different structures I am using to maintain a conscious focus which generate different projections at different levels–

That is to say, There is a part of me; who grew up here, and is grounded here, simply because no where else has been known– They are very loose, but since they have never been “broken” they exist as a factor in my projections–

Which means; even though, I am on the verge of a total transformation; getting close and closer to linking every level into the simultaneous focus; this last level of myself which is the last part to be informed; which is the part that needs to be informed which projects all doubt– I am still.. seriously contemplating getting a drone–

Okay, just above me sits this glorious picture of heaven; and that image is becoming so revealing that it is truly a part of my total experience in every moment– And yet, I am here contemplating getting a drone; and worrying that I might do something stupid and getting a huge fine–

Like there is still this linear projection that shoots forward without being able to take into account a change in trajectory– Its like, I am being prepared to take a left! everything around me is working to move me towards the left! but a primary center of mine is still operating as if I am going to go straight–

Buuuut– As I project straight! and I can see that there is this left; there is this.. “fanned out” spectrum of contrast in thought– That is, I can clearly see; when I am thinking straight, vs when I am thinking left; its striking enough to create space between the two modes of projection– Whiiich reveals the underlying structures of each in relation to each other–

Okay; if you could follow me here– This final ring of projection I am on– Is like projecting straight, left, and right; simultaneously–

All three of these hold truths about my inner being reflected in my outer being– However, the way in which I am projecting them is illusive in the appearance of the choice– That is, because it appears that I have a choice; I get multiple directions of projections– Which creates a diminished awareness of what I truly hold in focus– Which is what will happen–

So, we have to merge these three possibilities; into the one that will actually occur– The data of what will actually occur is in there; however it is all mixed up in our form identity– That is to say, by projecting each one; I have used the source material of what is actually occuring, however; the way I have stretched it over the occurrence, diminishes my ability to see what is occuring; because i have created multiple occurrences where there are none– that is to say; our choice is not an illusion, but that we could make any other choice than the one we do; is. and as such, we lose our ability to focus in the astral realms we produce by creating the chance identity–(edited)

So, to discuss this final ring I am on– There is no more content to generate in the astral realms; I have been producing all probable universes required to explain my situation; to reveal to me the underlying patterns of my own thinking– It reaches out, to a final structure; that cannot be revealed as an image except between all final projected images– That is, each projected image; because so clear; the shimmer is able to unite with the clarity of the other projections; and thus allow them to consciously inform each other; creating, in a sense a real time data matrix of all current stimuli–

Through the real time data matrix; a representation of the heart beat of all stimuli at once as it represents itself in the sensual awareness– Can we, perform a transmutation of that data into something that represents the data itself into an interactive medium–

To interact with this medium; is to change the way the medium suggests and presents itself; making each interaction with this object, meaningful–

Thus, to truly form the image of the data matrix; we must also represent the consequences of interacting with it– that is, we create a symbolic garment; which then allows us to consciously hold in focus the consequences of our relationship to it–

Without this symbolic expression of relations involved; without this.. intuitive interface of navigating this sense of being; we would find, ourselves very confused about the consequences of each interaction; causing us to have to map it out, and reflect the object identity different–

The last sentiment I wrote above this; is an expression of our fall to knowledge– That is, this object stands before us; but because we do not see clearly how it relates to us; we come into this issue of knowledge, or broken focus; which creates the compartmentalized understandings; which create the fractured personality which projects limited possibilities through our inability to see what we were ultimately born to choose–(edited)

(our possibilities become limited by virtue of how many possibilities we think there are)–

” each hand held out offers a kind of fruition–“

In the land of my consort; where she is many, she holds out many hands as many different individuals– Depending on who’s hand I choose, do I choose a personality of consequence as I choose to move through that hands course; and in so reveal an aspect of my own personality that is only revealed when it carried by that hand such that I held–

So I choose a hand, and that hand; walks me by the other hands that I can also choose; but she shapes how I see those other hands; she shows me how I feel about these other hands to choose them, and through her hand, do I find the next hand to be held– And through that hand the next–

However, the way she shapes the viewing of these hands; the way she shapes the way I come across those hands; expands into who she is to be a hand; she shows me herself in the way her hand carries me across a land of hands; and in that hand, do I become more defined, in her palm like water do I take shape, and see who I am to ripple across it; and in that ripple do I see the warmth that I need in the other palms–

In a sort of historical context of lineage– Magick, and stage magic is not all that different– Really, to create the appearance of something to have occurred; which causes a consequence that would not have happened without its occurrence–

Deep fakes resonate with this– Deep fakes, can cause consequences to occur, even though the catalyst that caused them in themselves did not–

This is a really important aspect of magic; stage magic, creates an appearance and elicits a genuine response–

Now; this is important on an even larger scale, because deep fakes; as well as, the history of “lying” is reflecting something true about the nature of our situation– In a sense, our religions are deep fakes– Deep fakes that create an impulse of consequence upon the surface of interactions–

Now; to my own life– Certain aspects have been deep faked; they are not as they appear– But this, also allows me a certain cradle of the truth– That is, the responses in me that were genuine, are the truth of my experience and so, must not be disturbed– However, the things I were responding to, that contextualize my truth; they can be annihilated and replaced, or transmuted–

That is to say; certain key aspects which were illusions, are shattered and replaced with an equivalent shape that expands the consciousness of the situation beyond the scope of the original response– However, harnessing that original response into the shape of what is expanded; creating a heart conscious coherency that allows this sense of me to move into that greater expanse-

This idea is also important to understand; that, an emergent truth; is not necessarily, what we base ourselves on; but that the truth; will premise itself upon us– that is, the revelation of the greater truth, does not destroy who we have been; it inherits it– The truth we base ourselves on, as a material truth; that is in itself in flux, but who we are to experience those truths; that is the solid of the matter–