So this is my the post I referred to in my tweet on Wednesday night what we call now, the twenty fourth of a month named December in a year by our current calendar as 2008, two-thousand years after the birth of a meme known as Jesus Christ, the Saviour of Mankind.
I write this post I think, well I feel more really, as a chronicle of a conscious shift I am reeling and feeling the reality of it, happening, washing, effervescing over me.
Strange language isn't it? It is to me.
I find, or ever increasingly find myself coming to some learnings 'very difficult to verbalise', and that because the 'realisations' defy words, symbols even. A fiendishly evasive and urgent ebullient set of learnings.
What this means is that I see myself looking at words furiously scribbled in my moleskin.
Profound realisations? Semantic signs pregnant with prophetic foreshadowings of great things to come from me? I don't quite know either and something around me, within me, feels like within all of us, is unleashing me to write this. Again neither do I 'get' why the style of this chunk of meaning is sequenced so. Anyhoo, straight from my consciousness to my moleskin to my consciousness to my mac to you via the internet I apparently earlier "got to know" in the Twitterness:
What this means: <-- the 'awakening' I guess (okay I'll just quote from the moleskin now. *ascends*
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I mindfully pursue my one true love:
to be a part of the soaring armada of ferocious learners and teachers ..... to unleash their full potential to pursue technologies that elegantly enhance mankind's inherent ability to collaborate to lift the entire race to astounding heights and depths of herself.
Yes I wholly mean Herself!
We've all felt that at some time 'as they call it' the undeniable enslaving concept of god as some eternal man with a growth trophy of pointless facial hair, uncannily obviously evolving away from.
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I realise I have less in common with Jesus than as Satan or Buddha or Krishna or Invader Zim for that matter.
I realise (real)ise and make real for myself by writing this. and I evoke this as the highest, absolutely ultimate point in my awakening as this instance of "existence" we "grasp obviously blindly grasping for some semantic evidence, some ratifying witness that our "now: foremost in conscious mind is our reality, our 'real' 'is' ataion? of our existence. Our forever flawed, design or fractally evolved perception, perceiving eternally ever expanding exploding and imploding infinity spiralling now.
*gasp* Aiy am breathless now as I write this in my moleskin with my rotring ... technological artifacts. Our piercing ever accelerating historic universal archive of our growth as a symbolic, semantic, time binding class of life. Thanks Korzybski and Mazlow and Erickson and Hoffman and Hall and All.
Well that was ... cathartic.
Feels like much of the blocks are cascading away.
*twirls*
it ends on page37 <-- which systemically I've designed to now get asked about.
circles ..... delicious circles )))))))))))))))))
^^^^^ catch that on twitter and try keep up with the circles, that's linked to the "now you know why I hesitate to blog" tweet
me likey for the Carl reading this, this point on the timeline .. and now .. and now ... ROFLMTAO
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