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Mindcrunchingsolutionstoproblems. Most of the time is it as if we are at the mercy of some master. Sinister or benevolent. Looking for a place to rest or rage. Resist or surrender. It is not possible for you to understand this writing but you still do and the more clearly I where to explain it and the more understanding you gain the less you practice the content. And if the text seeks to confuse is it not best understood through the experience of confusion. Mispelled. IS IT?

Musings

Is it possible not to know what one is doing. Of course. Without a context what one does is just a part of the stream of sense events hurtling down like asteroids. An weak correlation between desire and feedback. The nebulous violence of blind intent.
Then there is the other thing. The place where every event is connected with doers. The doers involve themselves in the story as a way of organizing themselves. At any moment all the doers are seeing and abstracting the actions of the other doers and their abstractions as well. Weaving it all into intentionality and motion. One generated moment to the next. History can belong to us all but we have to become a part of it.

Musings on Beauty

You know those moments or days or lifetimes when everything in the world is beautiful enough you could almost make a world out of just experiencing it. Out on the frontiers of my consciousness there is word being sent of a New World. Just as true as any truth can be we all have known the bitterness of disillusionment but now a new and beautiful interpretation begins to sink...in. Of course certainty and understanding describe states of mind and not always states of being. The oscillation is the rhythm of consciousness and the basis for movement and growth. Praise be and no end in sight. Fear no more, loves.