No flesh no form the mind free to roam.
The brain only a byproduct of the organization of the soul.
The greymatter forms first by the intention stored in DNA then modified by the watching controller given charge of it's fate, buried within the shell of quarks. We are the bosons delicately directing the movements of matter.
Light is the limit but only for matter.
E=mc^2 is the law that the soul with dreams can break.
Speeding past time, then looking back at it and watching it unfold.
Eyes and mind are processing the images as the soul leads the action.
The movement of matter is the wake of intention moving through the sea of possibilities. Thought leads action and the transmission of dream's intent to the quantum sea then into matter forming reality. Like a ship slicing water, the path is seen in the arrowhead always pointing to the creator of it's shape.
We are only a sea of probability, the location of me is the product of the path of my intentions. Intention leads matter by a fraction of time. The chaos that follows is to witness the divine.
G-ds hand on the stick, stirring the potentials, preventing reality from forming back to one and annihilating itself to nothing again.
To dream the unexpected.. This is the answer, to take the next step past intention and look back on it. Rushing ahead into the unknown.
The brain only a byproduct of the organization of the soul.
The greymatter forms first by the intention stored in DNA then modified by the watching controller given charge of it's fate, buried within the shell of quarks. We are the bosons delicately directing the movements of matter.
Light is the limit but only for matter.
E=mc^2 is the law that the soul with dreams can break.
Speeding past time, then looking back at it and watching it unfold.
Eyes and mind are processing the images as the soul leads the action.
The movement of matter is the wake of intention moving through the sea of possibilities. Thought leads action and the transmission of dream's intent to the quantum sea then into matter forming reality. Like a ship slicing water, the path is seen in the arrowhead always pointing to the creator of it's shape.
We are only a sea of probability, the location of me is the product of the path of my intentions. Intention leads matter by a fraction of time. The chaos that follows is to witness the divine.
G-ds hand on the stick, stirring the potentials, preventing reality from forming back to one and annihilating itself to nothing again.
To dream the unexpected.. This is the answer, to take the next step past intention and look back on it. Rushing ahead into the unknown.
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