dear God,

I stare into space, I
Feel like a sort of
swordsman on the
battlements above
the sea

I see the stars, green
blue and red, send radio
signals, waves,
a message of normalcy of
a status quo to
the ones who can read it
or hear it and know

am i that one? is
the message for me? to
read, naturally occuring and
seen to be seen but for what
or by who or why
when how and what these signals
they know something
i don't

they know something
maybe its why or
where
but its doubtful, but
even by their lack of
knowledge, they know that
they don't know

which is more than i do.


amen

It's May 12, and...

Again strange things are afoot. I love it, I would have it no other way. After seeing, firsthand the concept of coincidence repeatedly disproven in a way only visible to myself, I know things. Everything is fine. Everything is important. Life is interesting, it is fun, it is enjoyable, and all I need to do is react to the multitudes of blessings laid out before me. It's like a buffet of wonder. I'm in this, I think, for whatever the haul is. With help, of course. Always with help. No mind can conceive.

Good day to you all.

Exponential growth.

Sometimes you learn so much in a short time that time drags out. The more you learn in any moment, the longer the moment seems. I know now the difference between things I never could before. Fear as I have always known it is transformed into something more akin to... Something. Words take on new meanings, my life improves and changes.

More.

The following post will only be understood by the ones who know what it pertains to.

It seems we have different types of senses. This may seem like something you already know but it, like most things, goes deeper.

I have identified two different types of senses, which is, I suppose, actually more accurately described as "a distinction."

Anyway, your mind is set to work in a certain way, and when unexpected events perceived by the observer as events "of particular oddity" or "anomolous" happen, the mind is forced to open bizarre thought trains that may have to go boldly into some territory that is normally ignored. This effect is a sort of mental causal domain shear, one of my favorite explanations for things.

Anyhow, forcing these not oft used pathways to open creates an intense and volatile state of awareness within the mind that so produced them, then forgot them. This sensation is not altogether unpleasant, however, the result is generally perceived as "frustrating."

I digress.

Puzzlement, I have grown to accept, should be the general default mindset of anyone intent on figuring things out.

But, life is always... Anomolous, and sometimes, I would trade it all for just that next upsight.

I guess I'm an addict, in that respect. There's more to it, but I try not to think about ultra-abstract things all the time, and... Certain subjects are certainly well within that jurisdiction.

Say it with me, kids: "I try to survive spring."

Deny that seasons affect disposition. Do it.

Thats not what I want, I just... Life is strange always.


Always.