>SIMPLEX

O P E N
-Out of sight-
my secret eyes
attract , materialise
the dreamtogether....

The biozenetic pathway:
A glorious chaos:
the collapse of the opposites
cancellation and reorganisation
in-formation
the rezeneration

imagine . image in. i mage in
i am gine. gene. genie.
i am in age : new.
i've run out of mime
(and rhyme!)
beyond our wildest dreams
all comes true in time...

High Definition: Infinite.
infinition--------its coming from the trees
"the mother of the mother of tobacco is a snake"

interdimensional shapeshifter
- out of sight:
N A T U R E
the secret life of plants part 0
the secret of secrets:
noone will tell you it-even if they could
dont seek - its n o w here to be found
dont hide - because YOU will be found
you try to grasp it ?
your fingers arent fine enough
let it touch you
and lick you inside out!

Playtime
all writes have been wrung
all wrongs are rited
all rites reversed
'as if' by magic...

the metaprogrammer is stepping in:
gonna undo those word-viruses
gonna release those negative feedback loops
moebius twist into positive feedback
twist and untwist
the double spiral
full circle circus magic. as if.

"There is a woman, she lives in the sky,
see how she spins, see her fingers fly,
she changes everything she touches,
everything she touches changes...."
(Gong)
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-------(she is playing with you)-------
????????????????????????????

there is no way to speak out the unspeakable
i'll unspeak the speakable out of the way:
the way is inout

Internal technology
psychic tv - remote control built in
dream transformation
>i just met AN ELF<(elf or self?)

External biology
i'm dancing-
(The record i'm dancing to goes:
"Hit me! Somebody hit me, help me get it right! ....
I 've got to get it right.....
i 've got to get it together...")
ah, yes thank you Mr Calloway, that's it:
TOGETHER

balance in babylon:
nothing is anything else
and nothing is its description
"all things are unequal thus everything is in harmony"
no more "this is this..." or "this is that"
@bsolute realtivity
organismic thought.
orgasmic. ni !

everything is different from everything else
and they are all happening simultaneously
in high definition ; ( turn it up: define it better please.)
it is projected through the mind
it is all overflowing from the heart
the darklight core of lightark renewal:
iridescence

mine and yours and everyone's ...
nothing cannot be somethinged (something out of nothing?)
eliminate cannot.
can
CUT

-"they 're all killing and hiding from each other out there!
Fear seems to be the basic premise-
what the fuck is going on?"

-Voice : "Everything is going on -
What are YOU doing?-
what's brought you here ?
can you feel it?

choose: love or fear?

they are killing because they believe... in limits
hiding because they fear...their own power
the beliefs are about to be un-limited
the feared is about to be loved
a lovemaking of unbelievable proportions-
asynchronous transfers into synchronicity
everything is interconnecting-
all fits together
art of the holo-puzzle
all according to plan:
evolution, freedom and magic

no premises or promises
do something about it
remember who you are
and dream what you can become
dont struggle and dont judge.
fear is failure -
resistance is futile.
everyone is unconscious -
and we are all dreaming,
slowly changing the dream.
the dream is slowly changing us.
the sleeper is waking
CUT

   "Each human being , currently a focused , limited expression of life / consciousness, perceives and identifies with its partial aspect of the hologram , an abstraction in limited dimensions , like the patterns of film-projector light beams on smoke. We are not normally allowed (by "ourselves") to see the whole picture (which "we" are projecting) to preserve us from being reabsorbed into it, the source, i.e. die, or lose our 'mind' and the ability to survive in this form. This way the interactions continue, building up the tension, novelty and intensity of life/love. Until the process of transformation is ready to move on. Towards a renewal of life . The darker, the lighter.
   Cocoons and butterflies.
   In human beings , as we are now, its the dimensions of space and time , that appear to be limited. We identify with our projection of limited dimensionality and individuated personality. We code it into words. (eg.:"The world is made of (x) elements" ; " We are but specks in the infinite universe" ; "The earth is a planet in the solar system" ; "The selfish gene" ; " 'They' are running the show" ; " If he slept with someone else , he cannot love me" ; "we must fight for peace and freedom" ; "we are all going to die" ; "This is just a plant " ; "Milk is good for you" etc etc). Then the sentences become our thoughts. Truths. The only thing that seems to make sense . An endless re- validation of the limits. ('What the thinker thinks, the prover proves'). Then we try to comprehend life and our place in it with such thought-models, and we fail.
    The identification with the limits brings fear of the unlimited, and of anything that reminds us of the connection to the unlimited whole, and each other, i.e. love.
The limitation brings pain, and avoidance of anything that reminds us of the limitation, the disconnection , i.e. the lack of love. Thus our thinking, feeling and behaviour is conditioned.
    The fear and pain is healed by feeling the love of the unlimited, and understanding the reality and illusion of dea DELETED
------aarggh!!! philosoph word-virus detected!!!!------

i am not going to write about this anymore (yes you are)
this is ridiculous
this is beyond the pale !
too simple
too complex
>simplex<
multiplicity in unity
only possible together
-chaos . order. chaorder
-variable. constant. variostant
-sacred. mundane. sacrane
-past. future. pasture (!)

hologrammatic grammar
negapositive fe/male-
godevil
apart yingyang together
feel it :
we can do this when we undo that .
you can get freaked , you can get e-god :
don't

you can try to possess :
get dispossessed
process and de-process
balance it -
just you.
alive
divine
i breathe in : -+ (>female<)
i breathe out: +- (<male>)

"Poles apart, I am the color of dying.
You, the color of being born.
Until we breathe each other in,
there can be no Garden."
(Jalaluddin Rumi, Afghan Poet, 1207-1273 c.e.)

Story : garden of eden re-versed
rise in love, not fall !
the Psychotrees of viridian unknowledge
we aint seen nothing yet . . .
the chaste androgyne
forever in coitus
The interpenetration
oh, yes, yes, ohhh, more, yes! more! oohhh
Total fusion

+ and - re-generate life energy
green magenta - energ magneta
constant birthing going on
our children of the new age
the new worlds and words
the new gods ,
us as much as we can bear to dream
(how much love can you take? how much power?)

no more black and white (more?)
iridescence. i re de essence...
transparence. trance parents.
rainbow serpents