What is it, that's going thru you ? Harbinging a hidden blackness. What is it, this obscurity, which wades its way into all things alive, leaving aside the dross of those things meant?
Dark from this side of an incarnated transcendental spirit. The eyes of Plotinus and his people watching from the diaphanous ceiling.
There are no atoms here. What is it ? An atom ? These made up mathematical analytical hypotheses of men made into living lies, creeping into the cellar of concrete brains. Masks that in front of "truth" ponder on infinitesimal quanti !
Better to leave off holding to a sinking ship, and learn to swim, whether it take a long time or just two minutes to get to shore. There is a colossal likeness who watches over you. These are the brothers who were once as you, lost in polyester. They too, were born awake and had nothing to invent. Like you, they were special, but not like the "artificial" brutes who were made to believe that all was equal, all souls capable of royal kindness.
They were born innocent with innocent eyes. No totalitarian evil spirit in their souls, pretended to save the earth, the sky, the world !
As they were, they are. Personal awareness that distinguishes between what is learnt and what is known !
Innocence cannot be taught ! Dont get trapped in atoms. The darkness is in you, and going thru you.
You are the eyesight in the middle of no where.
Let the house burn to the ground, nothing in whatever circumstances, anywhere, can hold you back.
Lux in tenebris lucet.
Dark from this side of an incarnated transcendental spirit. The eyes of Plotinus and his people watching from the diaphanous ceiling.
There are no atoms here. What is it ? An atom ? These made up mathematical analytical hypotheses of men made into living lies, creeping into the cellar of concrete brains. Masks that in front of "truth" ponder on infinitesimal quanti !
Better to leave off holding to a sinking ship, and learn to swim, whether it take a long time or just two minutes to get to shore. There is a colossal likeness who watches over you. These are the brothers who were once as you, lost in polyester. They too, were born awake and had nothing to invent. Like you, they were special, but not like the "artificial" brutes who were made to believe that all was equal, all souls capable of royal kindness.
They were born innocent with innocent eyes. No totalitarian evil spirit in their souls, pretended to save the earth, the sky, the world !
As they were, they are. Personal awareness that distinguishes between what is learnt and what is known !
Innocence cannot be taught ! Dont get trapped in atoms. The darkness is in you, and going thru you.
You are the eyesight in the middle of no where.
Let the house burn to the ground, nothing in whatever circumstances, anywhere, can hold you back.
Lux in tenebris lucet.
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