From 12/26/14

From an immortal perspective, experience is really only at the façade stage of human development. That humans accepted time and space as a dilemma and a conundrum is a peculiar means of proprietary involvement. And this is done in such a convoluted way as if understanding, done in this style is the lighted path, the means of evolution, and the holy grail of the prize. Mind, in this method, is excess baggage on the journey. We, as those humans, seem to want to take elaborate mental emblematic decals along that weigh more than the self of baggage does! The need for a firm grip and gathered wherewithal for travel are falsehoods but we have an identification prerogative that, “as separate from”, we need to get from here to there in such a manner. Hopefully this is not a genetic default prerogative. As if we were, say, a four or six or twelve strand DNA, would this method of evolution be much the same? From an immortal perspective, hardly the medium of understanding from twelve strand DNA would be recognizable, much less the substance of the content. We seem to render ourselves as pittance, and pursue symbolic metaphorical representation as our preoccupation of being avoiding the discreet subtly of one mind, one being, throughout the all of us as the universe both manifest and does not occupying any matter. So many dimensions, so little represented in mass. From an immortal perspective, the choir of the all-isness sings and we, each individually, search for that choir book, the correct page number, the timing that linearity offers as if that would yield the appropriate line while yet unconsciously humming the melody in sync already but not self-realized as embodied in the song…