Ziv's Illuminated Works

If there is one human, then there is no interference. Each movement of the mind and body create ripples of effects that move away with diminishing energy as the move throughout the medium of space and time. Add another soul to the cosmic energy pool and now interference patterns emerge. The cause has an effect and the impact is felt by the other. Maybe the distance makes it so slight that it may not exist, but maybe when brought together the patterns are so strong and so new that the two can spend their lives discovering the ever changing patterns that manifest as each one acts independently. Blow this up to an infinite number of souls all acting at their own will. White noise, chaos, it all is there from discrete sources, but the total pattern is nothing that can be predicted or even evaluated.

Today I saw the wave, it was a slow moving rise in the ocean. As it approached, I could feel the water pull toward it, like a massive breath in. Then the swell, it was incredible, from low to high, the power was impressive... I am watching the life of a soul drawn in to its own rhythm. Breathe in... Breathe out, it is such a simple concept but at the same time such a powerful and critical pattern. So here I breathe, as my soul crashes upon the shore. I am the wave, I am the ocean, I am the rhythm of life. The patterns of survival. It is all here and at the same time, everywhere. What should I say, is it contrary to the natural patterns to want more? To seek the truth of the patterns. To find the source of the pain. All I want is a day filled with light, to have the clouds not rain down on me, but to feel the warm sun on my shoulders. The light of the star telling me it is okay, that I can move on and that tomorrow will be brighter than today. It is too much to ask? H

Here I sit, in peace. Surrounded by the shards of my broken illusions. I don’t know everything, but I do know all. All is one in motion… The water is the cloud, the cloud is the rain, the rain is the stream, the stream is the river, the river is the ocean, the ocean is the cloud and the cloud is water. I am stardust, I am a single cell, I am a baby, I am a child, I am a youth, I am an adolescent, I am an adult, I am elderly, I am stardust. Reality is transition, it is the Delta. I am “Delta Stardust” in the behavior of the dust I find myself. Without the transition, I am not. I used to fear what was to come, the next instant in time was a terror in the back of my mind. We felt it more as children, the boogey man of reality under our beds. The constant anticipation of the nightmare, that waits for us in the next moment. Now I know that there is nothing to fear, that things are unfolding as they have been since before matter formed. It is a flow of energy,

The earth has been spinning on it's axis for as long as I can remember... (3 decades). Things have been becoming what they are for millions of years. Yet, when the asteroid hits, they will say it happened today. To that I will laugh, and say, You short sighted fools, it happened at the big bang, you just now noticed it. Is there choice or has it all been evolving from the rules of the universe since the rules began. I look to the people with short sighted natures, who like to believe that they have some great cosmic role to play. I look to them to enhance my illusion. I want to believe they are right. But here I am, on this crazy hunk of fermions, zinging through space, on a course that only the rules know. Finding myself responsible for my effects. What a joke, the cosmic joke, you don't even know the process for digesting your own food, yet you are supposed to be responsible for your actions. You are a monkey... blind to the truth of the universe and acting l