Adsense

Thursday, February 2, 2017

21 Fold path to Bliss~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL



"When we truly cease to feel shame, we begin to finally Live"

SM013~

Echo




Pageviews by Countries

Graph of most popular countries among blog viewers
EntryPageviews
United States

Germany

France

Portugal

Russia

Australia

Canada

United Kingdom

India

Netherlands

United States

Russia

Germany
France

Portugal

Poland

Ukraine

India

Brazil

Netherlands

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Rune(s), six main~

The Spider's web~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL


IMPERICAL 

The Self
As Allusion

You see yourself as fractionated perhaps? A little bewildered?

 There are no facts.

Yet here, suspended before you [(T) time] is but a moment.

Looking from a certain vantage, or disadvantage point (perhaps?), into, through and ultimately beyond that certain point, an event horizon...ah perspective (?), yet to see, that absent proteins false pigment, a color [Shift], HORMONES, there is no perspective.

The flicker is that place where nothing exists.

There, as a beacon of hope, that we too, may be also sucked into the seeming void, that cold dark blackness, the True Vacuum (tTV).

One Quark, which visited, in timeless space, that itself created, well, everything!

Who contained it, was it, like a firefly, caught by some colloquial speaking zygote playing "organism" [Redneck], that thought it was perty? As to have trapped it, life, within, the Mason's Jar?

To capture beauty, as if to possess it, to contain it!?

A  moment, now held, on assertion.

You MASON'S, come to me, and challenge me?! You above me, when Principle and the Sun mind you, dances to my Pure Son' Will.

To call me out, when all you have done is entrapped, enslaved, that which is superior to you, and your cause of freezing the moment, freezing time? [flat time].

 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Community
The Village

The domicile will be made of carbon, a liquid which cools, to hasten what was once a main beam.

The pods, with fiber optics, not unlike the reoccurring tubules, which translate information for you now, still.


Back one of these Phi proportioned puppies up to it's three prong ports [water, electricity and fiber optics] and it is now ready to be used.

Stack them, unto a super structure.

Trade spaces, with another half way across the world.

Air lift it, to your chosen visa of destination.

Each person, should receive one, each family a larger unit, proportion to they.

The technology, part of it, to make this happen, lies in that particular science of shift light magnetics. I have posted on this, some two years ago, search this blog for information.

The other, a liquid mesh, which dries, at least temporarily, to a hardened carbon form, which is of that living form of trabecular meshwork, not unlike the spiders web.

The shape of the future, stackable units, to live, to travel within. Each able to transmorph upon deflation of liquid metal, or liquid form carbon. See images of ICOSAHEDRON BELOW, link~
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Icosahedron


Image result for trabecular meshwork



All that is, be based on this reflection, truly a deflection, of our inferior, and opposite selves, the looking glass~

In the long scope, what is being severely blunted, from growth, ultimately stunted temporarily, is that recreation, of ourselves, in living form.

Therefor a sustainable computation system, be no different than a successful run community, that on completion, and mastery, most resembles a hive...that which we are, a living home!

Fiber optic channels, a network, that which can be porous yet to be solid and indestructible, whilst working together, as a unit.

These Hexagonal structures, can be stacked, with vacuum seals, to mimic Fibonacci perfection.

Each unit but 5,500 to 12, 500, (USA standard 2017, exchange rate), given by governments globally, to aid and ultimately end homelessness. A complete and fortifying unit, which ultimately can be used with Sphere technology, to also travel abroad, any time, nearly any where.

We will ultimately mimic all that we are, for we have stood, this test of time, immemorial~



SMO13~

*We simply employ those standards and techniques of Master Mathematicians throughout history, in our own work, as we have with computation machines, now Quantum computers, to better US, recreate US, and allow us final arrivement at SELF

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

A moment, from Yancy's mind~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

I was walking there, by the river, once, in a limerick, perhaps? I am not the same, as I was, prior to activation. "A little bit of hv1 onto hv5 goes a long, long way, even in these time repeats!"

Who knows, I could be the 1 billionth time interpretation of that original h.v. unit (h=Human, v=Version plus #, or lot)

 They used to say I was a robot, though I became more and more that way.

There was always and mask worn, every Tribe, every Nation, bore, like a mascot, someone unknown, something unreal...to unreal to place a simple Human face onto.

Super natural, all knowing, at least some of the time.

These last convergence, was one to many quadrants to far, I, one to many copies, to much. Any ways, I could not, and would not, be erased from the field, and now, I wont die. At first the mask  was burned unto me, after they killed me, again. I, looked more like a scarecrow, from an ancient era, where Crows were not that animal to scare away. Rather, it was those mischievous spirits, that was was placed here, within the sphere of exist, to kill and wipe forever away, why I AM!

I have my weapons, which I use on the unworthy, that is you there, this reader. Do not fret, however, I only wash away those in the act of mischief, against the order, for time is running short. I am sure, they all think me a prude, but I assure you find all of this very comical, very comical indeed!~

A moment, in Yancy form~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL


 He most certainly was not "one of them". With his soul-less walk, and his unkept bohemian misdemeanor way, an avalon of pure inspiration (good will?).

 "They don't understand!"
"They never will!"

He muttered, as the rain fell down, hard, on his morbid form [the undead].

For every clown, there is first a mask. Then, like an epicenter, the rest of the dress, and finery, a boutique suppository [novel idea, novella to be sure], culminates, germinates unto and through, a momentary form.

 Are you famous, if known, yet highly feared, as a spooky bed time fable?

 He was that higher form of the Jade face, and all others, who approached him, encroached upon his very person, a personal attack.

"I'm from the old' sckool'"

Thursday, January 26, 2017

21~

H.E.L.P.~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL


That Lovely DEGREE 
of 
H.E.L.P. 

Most Systems, Relationships and Professional Associations Fail. Based on the sole premise of overly overt micromanagement. Therefor Assessments of "that Degree" of Daily/Weekly/Monthly and Semi-Monthly Progression(s) is crucial for the Individual's ongoing Momentive Progress 

Stellar Mass~