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Assembly


What if it was you that

Assembled your self

Yourself

Everything that made you

And constantly does

Comes from what

Is already here

In infinite infinity

Challenging the notion

That you or anything else

Was created



Like a magician pulling

A dove out of thin air or

A rabbit out of the hat

The dove and the rabbit

By concealment

Are already there




So is everything else

Therefore, you get

What you expect by

Faith and anticipation





Like that one spermatizoa

Determined to get to the egg

Nothing assembles from scratch

Which makes you already a part

Of everything that is infinitely here




Dr. Wayne Dyer described it as

Being a microscopic dot

That has neither beginning or end

Like the universe and infinity itself



Making you the pilot of the

Autonomous anthropomorphic 

Vehicle you chose from the

Divine parental dealership




Every outcome deconstructed

Would seem to then suggest

That it came about by faith

By assembling the you, you are

On the world’s stage, done with mirrors


“All the world’s indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another’s audience
Outside the gilded cage, “

“Limelight”

– Rush


“We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming
Wisdom of the streets.


Ooh great creator (assembler) of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.”

“Ghost Song”

– Jim Morrison

8 Billion Solipsists



Working together

At cross purposes

Towards a higher

Spiritual evolution

Advancing the whole

For new experiences




Some things are

Okay not to know

For if perchance

You did actually know

Let’s say the makeup

Of the entire universe

Who is going to

Believe you anyway

Let alone yourself




If one concedes, they

Believe what is taught

They are not doing the

Job they came here for




Answers can not be found

Without good questions

Besides, the answers change

Based on new circumstances




I am the infinite

In the infinity

Infinity is the

Infinite in me


 “All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”

– Bill Hicks


All 8 Billion solipsists

Are all just going

Along for the ride



“It’s just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.”


– Bill Hicks



Meanwhile

A solipsist walks into a bar…..

Says to the bartender

” I never thought I’d see you here.”

The bartender replies

“Of course you did.”




I just love that solipsism can be

Neither proven nor disproven ……


Ironically, the same goes for “love”



“That is my best guess,

I have no clue…….”


– Angelo Devlin




“We are the imagination of ourselves.”

– Bill Hicks

Mysterious Existence


Existence exists because

It is / was thought to exist

And I am okay with that




I think I exist. Therefore, I must

Everything else exists because

The collective whole is

Participating in an agreement

Of an infinite mind construct

To subjectively experience

Itself for the sake of having

Experiences and nothing besides

Perhaps meaning, but even that

Is subjective, for what is meaning



“3: significant quality:

Implication of a hidden or special significance”

– m-w.com



What is the meaning of a flower?


Nothing and everything yet

It all depends on the context

Of how the flower is observed

Location, intention, color, size

Meanwhile, it possesses everything

The universe is made of

Unique to itself and also

Reflective of the whole

For like you

It is made up of molecules

Participating as a flower

By the agreement that the

Collective whole has agreed to

From its seed to its maturity

To its entropy and decomposition

It is what it is, and so are you

At least temporarily



“You have nothing in your hands.  Any power you have comes to you,  from far beyond.  Everything is fixed, and you can’t change it.”

JC

“Jesus Christ Super Star”



After listening to more of

“Three Magic Words” by

Uuell S Anderson


That quote is making more sense

At least deeper in a fresh context




“I have faith, I exist.

If that is granted, then

Everything else is possible.”


– Angelo Devlin

No Separation



Between you

And your enemies

Between you

And your friends

Between you ……. and


The government you have

And the government you want


The wars in the world

And the peace you desire


No separation between

Earth and Sky

Land and water

Thoughts and consciousness

Dark and light, like

On a yin-yang symbol ☯️

No separation either from

The circle and the border

No separation from

The screen to your eyes

The light traveled through

That invisible connection

Making no separation

Between waves and particles



Likewise, there is no separation

Between you and your device

A cell phone tower or between

The tower and a satellite




There is no separation between when

You started reading this post

Till right now, and the rest of it

(Should you decide to continue ; )

Nor an event that recently happened

Or plans to do something next week

Bringing contemplation to

Its revolving conclusion is that there is

No separation between your birth and death

Nor between this incarnation and the next

Or the previous one for that matter



I think I’ll keep going


No separation between

The rubber and the road

The windshield and the bug

The earth, moon, and the stars

This galaxy and the other galaxies

Never mind, you get the picture




Inspired by listening to an audio book

Of which, I am only a few chapters in of

“Three Magic Words”  by

Uuell S. Anderson



Giving linguistic credence to the

Bill Hicks notion that

“It is only our illusion that we are separate from God,
or that we are alone…

…in fact, the reality is,

we are one with God, and (Word*) loves us.”


*

“The Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”

John 1:1 


“Now, if that isn’t a hazard to this country…

Do you see my point?”

How are we gonna keep building nuclear weapons, you know what I mean?

What’s gonna happen to the arms industry when we realize we’re all one?

It’s gonna fuck up the economy.
The economy that’s fake anyway.

Which would be a real bummer, you know. You can see why the government’s cracking down…
…on the idea of experiencing unconditional love.”


– Bill Hicks



Likewise……


“There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”


Bill Hicks



“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin

I Can Only Think


About infinity

For a brief time

Otherwise, my head hurts


The same goes

For a moment

Infinity is forever

Moments are gone

As soon as they arrive

While both are

Experienced simultaneously



Besides, how can you

Think about either separately

When they are both connected




Moments blend together

From one moment to the next

In a specific direction

According to “time’s” arrow

Usually followed linearly

With nary a do over

(Eggs never unbreak) yet…


“You can’t make an omelet,
without breaking eggs.”


No two people can step
Into the same river
Likewise, one person can
Never step in the same river
Everything has changed
From water gone by to
Sensations felt of cold and wet
Indifferent to radical
Perceptions take place
Each momentary instant
Depending on what was
Carried into the river
Or crossing a street
Everything is the same while
Nothing is remotely similar

“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin




Appropriately

My purpose is to

Serve the universe

How may I do that

In this moment now



I am doing what

The universe wants

I must be aware

How and what will serve



Silence seems to help

Observe and question

Listen for requests

Respond when I can



Appropriately








Running


We are running

No where fast

On a full tank

Of illusions

With plenty

Of new shoes

That hardly

Ever get worn

It seems a race

To each’s own death

Without ever

Catching our breath

To stop and see where

We are running to

Or which bogeyman

We are running from






“Tough of the track with the wind
And the rain that’s beating down on your back
Your heart’s beating loud
And goes on getting louder
And goes on even more till the sound is ringing in your head
With every step you tread and every breath you take

Determination makes you run, never stop
Gotta win, gotta run till you drop
Keep the pace, hold the race
Your mind is getting clearer
You’re over halfway there
But the miles, they never seem to end
As if you’re in a dream, not getting anywhere
It seems so futile

Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long-distance runner

I’ve got to keep running the course
I’ve got to keep running and win at all costs
I’ve got to keep going, be strong
Must be so determined and push myself on

Run over stiles, across fields
Turn to look at who’s on your heels
Way ahead of the field
The line is getting nearer
But do you want the glory that goes?
You reach the final stretch, ideals are just a trace
You feel like throwing the race
It’s all so futile

Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long-distance runner
Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long distance runner”



“The Loneliness Of The Long Distance Runner”

– Iron Maiden

Meaning

At its very, very, best

Is only temporary

That is what gives

Meaning, meaning

If it was permanent

It would not have meaning

It would have permanence

Since anything that has

Been around for too long

Loses its meaning

Or gets reinterpreted

With a different meaning



As a shared meaning of

Something that means

Something to someone

Besides, you, it will not

Have the exact meaning

Might not even be close

There are too many factors

That come in to play to be

Remotely similar

Different backgrounds,

Outlooks, age, gender,

Parents, grandparents



Consider that siblings

May have the “same” “parents”

But essentially, they are different

Depending on one’s order

Everything has changed

Meaning, perspective,

Outlook, financial situation,

Friends, neighbors, work,

Relatives, divorces, etc.



“We got smilin’ politicians (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Got songs from rich musicians (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Called Tokyo long distance, and the queen came for tea
Might mean somethin’ to you (it ain’t nothin’ to me)

//

Everyone has a message (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
For avoiding the wreckage (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Got gypsies at home watchin’ Jerry Falwell on TV
Might mean somethin’ to you (it ain’t nothin’ to me)

Oh, nothin’ to me (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
It ain’t nothin’ to me (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Yeah (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Absolutely (it ain’t nothin’ to me)
Infinitum

(It ain’t nothin’ to me)
Oh yes, that’s really somethin’
(It ain’t nothin’ to me)
(It ain’t nothin’ to me)
(It ain’t nothin’ to me)
Oh yes, that’s really somethin’
(It ain’t nothin’ to me)
(It ain’t nothin’ to me)


“It Ain’t Nothing To Me”

– Tom Petty



Miniscule changes happen as

Rapidly as catastrophic ones

What meaning that you assign

To those changes is up to you

It is all a part of a collective

Mind construct to have

Experiences of meaning and

Meaning of experiences



“That is my best guess,

I have no clue…….”


– Angelo Devlin

Cherish Unproof



There is no proof

Of anything

Only concepts that

Substantiate beliefs

Putting information

In a book or on a blog

Or in a meme or in stone

Doesn’t prove anything

It only “proves” the

Information is somewhere

Which ironically is not proof

If the internet goes down,

A book gets destroyed

Or stones get crushed

The proof is as good as gone

The only proof then is in this

Perceived temporary moment

Ironically, it disappears

The moment it shows up

POOF, there goes your proof



“Hold onto nothing
As fast as you can, “


– Tori Amos


“Pretty Good Year”



Books and imagination

Seem to be the biggest culprits

Of substantiating beliefs

Because if you question some

You will soon realize

That you have none

The best that one can do

Is conjecture a belief

Surround by perceptions

Inflate the ideation that

The unknowable is real

Break it down to its very

Nonexistent core

To understand that

The only thing that exists in

This moment

Is this moment



(Cogito, ergo sum)

“I think, therefore I am.”

– René Descartes



Conclusion

When I stop thinking,
I won’t be here.





The Truth

Is almost always

Some version

Of a larger truth

Or no truth at all

Merely perceptions

Based on various

Timely indoctrinations

If you learn that

The color red is red, then

You accept that as red

Yet, if you were presented

A scaled color palette

Of which red is “red”

Compared it to other’s

Understanding of “red”

It would probably differ

Even if one pixel or pigment

Was classified by “authority”

As the one and only true “red”


I know, I’ll ask “artificial intelligence.”


What is the color red?

“Red is a color—specifically one of the primary colors in light and art. It sits at the long-wavelength end of the visible spectrum (around 620–750 nanometers), which is why it appears bold and vivid to our eyes.”

– AI

Great, anything else?

“Physics

Red is light with a relatively long wavelength in the visible spectrum.

That means when light in roughly that range reaches your eyes, your brain interprets it as “red.”

Biology

Your retina contains cone cells that respond to different ranges of light. Red strongly stimulates the “long-wavelength” cones (often called L-cones), and the brain combines those signals into the experience of redness.

Psychology

Red tends to grab human attention quickly. It is commonly associated with:

danger
urgency
passion
warmth
power

That’s why stop signs, warning lights, hearts, and sports cars are often red.

Culture

Different cultures attach different meanings to red:

In many Western contexts: love, warning, intensity
In parts of Asia: luck, celebration, prosperity
In religion and mythology: sacrifice, vitality, life force, or royalty

Philosophy

Some philosophers use red as an example of a qualia — the private inner feeling of experience.”

– AI

Finally, a point to make my useless point

“You can measure wavelengths scientifically, but the actual experience of “what red looks like” exists only in consciousness.

Even if two people both call something “red,” we can not directly prove they internally experience it the exact same way.”

– AI

It is if AI was reading my prepared post.

So that I may “know” the “truth”

Still, it presented back

Nothing representing “red”




“All of that
Which has reality
Has no basis
In reality, “

– Angelo Devlin