communities of protozoa going over board from the road to Noah forward, great flood rewards for warriors, to die and merge with God, the ignorance of the fraud is well easy to be seen, it's easy to claim that we live for divinity, so we must die within an endless dream to truly wake up, snake up to the surface, break up with your purpose and perspective, irrespective of directives from above it below, and maybe for a moment just let yourself bask in the glow of mindfulness, find the divine fool's test, to subtract from infinity and reach something even greater, the ultimate, the penultimate, the writer and creator, discarding concepts along less traveled thought paths lost back in time which we define to actually not exist, just what sort of substance is there in this mist? condensed into perception, you could day the direction of correction is skewed towards defection and detachment, collection and all the math spent calculating, valuating, how are you still waiting to really know? everything that's shown is exactly what it seems, except of course between the scenes but we don't need to bring those meanings to Mind, for to bring to Mind is to bring to Find an Intent and Exist in the Sublime, for all is made of Mind, macrocosm to micro, and sometimes it might go little high a little low, but understand it's all spectra, never the extremes and what they direct ya to think, it's never all just black and white, immaculate lies told like the past alive, aghast I find myself aligned with the flow of time positive, but the flow of Mind is off the shit, defining reality every chance it can get ; open your eyes and see through the filters, and then you'll see something that damn near bewilders the soul: The filters hindered your perception from being whole the whole time anyway, so why not just throw em away? don't delay, no pay to the concept of limitations left in this foray, oh hey did I mention once you got it right it's almost like you're hacking life and stacking Mind upon Mind to influence the All in its Divine ecstasy, the next to be action it seems is simply to just flow, exist like you know, and don't let someone interrupt your mo-

-dus operandi, demand the results you desire and command and consult the situation in temptation, forever waiting for forever but forever never comes, at least not until never has been able to have its run of the show, but existence really hates to not Know, so the concept of never doesn't actually even exist, yeah you better go ahead and resist but there's no point once you realize that everything you experience, created for yourself to anoint with your myriad appearances, just know that you are eternal and you are the universe, it's a shame they never told you first, but that's just how it goes, so easy to get lost in the blows and the attachments, but i say you should renounce thren practices and get back with the action of living for the same of life, experience everything as it is and step inside the mind of an Everything stuck inside a human, am I getting through man? English is weak, and it can't quite say exactly what I may need to express in this way, but if you're blessed you may already see the rhythm and the strings, connecting everything together like a machine, flowing through eternity inside a dream of a dream, cos this reality is Mind too so why not find you some fine truths to go and abolish since truth is really just a perspective, not carrying any actual semantic information relative to the condition of the mission, nuclear fission bringing elements together in schism, a prism of infinite probability awaits in your mind, just waiting for you to define and design just how it will manifest into your perception, just remember that you're next when it's your turn.