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We are all so interdependent today, we cannot escape the consequences of others actions. And interdependence is a law of nature, not of individuality.

We are all made of star dust. We are all fashioned from the same substance. We are not so separated or so individual as we once thought.

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Balance

The following excerpt from Alan Schneider’s book Doors in Disguise builds on his discussion of the Creation Diagram. This diagram, shown on the left of the page, includes the seven major chakras and the triad, diad, and monad. In this excerpt, he relates this diagram with conscious existence.

Alan Schneider

One of the interesting characteristics which can be noted about the symbols on the Creation Diagram is the fact that they all display what the biological sciences refer to as radial symmetry, that is, they all are uniformly constructed around a central point. And the symbols of the Diagram can be said to be harmonically balanced around a common axis. In theory, a radially symmetrical element can be rotated around the central symmetrical axis up to the rate at which the material of which it is composed can no longer remain intact against the resultant centrifugal forces as these increase with that rate. At this point of transition, the element fragments, usually by exploding apart.

The symbols of the Creation Diagram are ideal forms and therefore are not subject to physical destruction. Their “rate of rotation” is shown as “zero” in order to clearly reveal their esoteric form to the Seeker. But in the manifest condition of dense form in the physical plane of expression, all of the symbols are always acting in rotation. This movement is the vibration of consciousness which we experience as the world. Consciousness can be characterized as an interactive vibration of complex physical, spiritual, and mental forms. This is directly related to the combined rates and direction of rotation of the Creation Symbols. When we observe any phenomenon, whether simple or complex, we are always “registering” a global recognition of that phenomenon’s composite vibration, which is composed of the interaction of all the rates and directions of rotation of all of the Creation Symbols which are active in the phenomenon’s consciousness expression. We may or may not be aware of this perception, but it is nonetheless occurring, and the Seeker can make great progress by focusing on the world of events in this way. Additionally, I feel constrained to mention here again that everything is a form of consciousness originating in the Tetragrammaton, even a common pebble, a speck of dust, or an atom.

“We are all free to live in illusion, and we are all free to Seek the Truth.”

Ode to the Right Hemisphere

The following Idea Worth Spreading shared at a TEDx conference moved tears to my eyes. I find it meaningful, and I hope for anyone else who watches this, meaning can continue to flow from this shared experience. A little over a year ago, I experienced a concussion to a similar part of my brain as Jill Bolte Taylor, and I personally relate to some of the sensation and experiences in the aftermath of head trauma Taylor describes. She tells her personal story in a moving way, and it inspires me to continue to individuate and strengthen my own resolve and voice as well.

Jill Bolte Taylor\’s Stroke of Insight

Also, this famous neuroscientist I first was exposed to a few years ago in a Cognitive Psychology course popped into my life again today. He’s kind of like Steve of Blues Clues, but with neuroscientific riddles.

Ramachandran on Phantom Limbs, Synesthesia, etc.

I have a big heart and a broken keyboard.

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Interim Dream Journal

Lucid. Gradually, Lucid.

The dream began through my eyes in first person narrative and I died.

Dying and reawakening was confusing because when I came back to (from a coma in the hospital), I remembered being dead and through trying to reconnect and capture the memory of my death, I began to a crew all meta-cognitive functions while still in my dream. My perspective shifted from first person to their person, where I saw my body, had seamless access to the thought inside that body that were simultaneously flowing in my mind, but I was a soul and had no finger to point at lack of body. I relived the scene of my death. I was lucid and I knew it.

The dream felt like a thousand years long. I chose to relive the scene of my death and the aftermath of the hospital and then revisit the scene of my death again to face my fears of going back.

The dream took me to the ocean. There was a log floating in the middle of the ocean where we (self, brother, and people who I have and do care about, past) were swimming and splashing and playing. People started to leap on top of the floating log and shuffle across, jumping before it vanished into the vanishing horizon’s drop off. I was alive and loving the admiration of wide sparkling eyes  and up turned heads and the balance, speed, fearlessness and courage I challenged the task of the log with. Glowing, the admiration made me feel capable and I believed in my ability to soar. I went fast and fast across the lumber, saw there was an end to the horizon and while all the voices were shouting cautionary warning at me, I leapt and everything faded to black. Eternity. I vanished. I dissolved, I absolved, I dissipated, Everything I was and Nowhere and in no time I was particles drifting and humming on a melody with the ocean mist blowing where I desired, I was peaceful and peace.

I awoke in my drea in a hospital bed. My brother mom and dad were around me and I was confused and tired and in pain and like the IV attached to my arm, I gained memory slowly like dripping nutrients. They said I had been out for a long time and had gotten a concussion jumping over the edge of the oceans horizon. I said that’s not what happened, I had died and came back and jumped into the darkness and I floated. We returned to the scene of the incident, and I got back in the water. At this point I knew that I was dreaming and I relived the memory of my death (the dream repeated with meta-cognitive function and perspective). I was lucid and chose to stay in the scene and investigate its depth and beauty from all angles. I was in the ocean, just having awaken from a coma, and thought about why I came back here if I could go anywhere. I thought about the admiration for me courage that the others gave to me. I beamed. I loved that feeling, again. I relived it, again. I thought about the feeling of challenging borders and limits and the adventure f fearlessness against the body. I thrived and glowed. I was back for that, again. Is this ego Is this alive? whatever it was, I love that feeling, and I will chase it until the day I die. In the ocean again it was more difficult to swim as my limbs were weak. I called out for help and attention and there was a system of friend to support me and bring me to a boey. One person checked my legs to see if they were tired from treading water. They were not. I had reaffirmed my ability to continue on. I reached the horizon again and looked at it from al angels. My brother was there with me, beside me, the entire time. This time I saw that jumping over the edge may kill my body but I would not die. I exhaled salty ocean air and inhaled from sunshine. I awoke.

Edit: Walking home in the rain today. A red crack of a black light burst and ripped through the scene of for a millisecond, the illusion of the world, gray, bleak, wetness and slabs of cement sided with forrest and flowers, drained and disappeared. I look around me for passing cars or some easy explanation for the glitch. Answer sounded in rolling thunder about ten seconds after I begged the curious question. Like a jolt,  forgotten fragments of the above dream revived their vision and reclaimed life from the hallows of buried memory. They go as follow: there were three distinct bodies of water in my dream. A) a swimming pool, where a girl I casually know shared her swim teams challenge, how she had to tread water for four hours after the race in order to be an elite racer on her swim team. B) the aquatics center I played in as a kid, with huge slides and pseudo-tidal waves and C) The Ocean, where my first attempt upon recording the dream narrative began.

Lucid Ocean Dreamer

Finding Phi

A Synthesis of Research and Reading:

kheper-i kheper kheperu kheper-kuy m kheperu n Khepri kheper m sep tepy…

“[when] I became, the becoming became, I have become the becoming [the form] of Khepri who came into being on the First Time…

…when I became, the transformations became, all the metamorphoses coming to pass after I had become.”

-translated Lucy Lamy, Egyptian Mysteries, p.14

• In hieroglyphic writing kheperrepresents not only the sacred scarab “but also all the metamorphoses or transformations of which it is the symbol, as wll as the idea of becoming, in general. The word kheperthus means “to become” in all possible verbal forms, while Khepriis the entity embodied in the sun as it rises in the morning, when darkness becomes light.” Lucy Lamy, Egyptian Mysteries, p.14 (Art and Imagination series, Thames and Hudson, 1981)

When all is said and done, the final Synthesis for this particular universe in general (and for this website in particular) is one of love.

Unconditional, Unlimited, Universally-Connected Love.

The Tree of Life

Diagram by Brad Reynolds, from Ken Wilber, A Brief History of Everything, (Shambhala: Boston), 1996.

Here we have a basic spiritual cosmology consisting of physical reality; intermediate or psychic reality; spiritual and Divine reality; and Absolute Reality or Godhead or Source. (see also the Three Tier Model, which is identical to the above except that it does not include Spirit/Infinite as a sperate hypostasis). As Professor Smith points out, each of these levels of reality can be studied separately:

“The marvels of the terrestrial plane are being unveiled at an astonishing rate by the physical sciences. The intermediate realm adds life and consciousness: biology helps to understand the former, and for light on the latter we turn to the durable findings of phenomenology, depth psychology, and parapsychology, as well as aspects of shamanism and folk religion. The theologies of the great traditions describe God’s knowable nature (the celestial plane) from a variety of cultural angles, and the literature of mysticism carries the mind as far as it can journey into God’s absolute and infinite depths” [ Beyond the Post-Modern Mind, p.45].

In this all-embracing gradational metaphysic, we have a way of looking at the world totally different to the conventional Materialistic or Dualistic stance. Borrowing a popular Theosophical term, I use the word “Esoteric” to indicate this alternative way of perceiving things.

Electric Dawn Births Black Hole

Double Everything

Electric Dawn

Black Hole

Weird Fishes

Swish Twang

Third Eye & 6th Chakra Stimulation in C Tone

It’s Only Fear (That Keeps You Locked in Here)

INSIGHT. Noun

• S: (n) penetration, insight (clear or deep perception of a situation)
• S: (n) insight, perceptiveness, perceptivity (a feeling of understanding)
• S: (n) insight, brainstorm, brainwave (the clear (and often sudden) understanding of a complex situation)
• S: (n) insight, sixth sense (grasping the inner nature of things intuitively)

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Language Liquidation

In his novel Notes from the Underground, Dostoevsky creates a landscape in space free from attachment to time and tenses. The unique time horizon in Underground allows for a natural flow and discussion of ideas that need not be in a a logical sequences of cause and consequential effect. I wonder if escaping from a world with a linear time horizon is in fact a way outside of the world of intentions, enabling a discussion of intention without defining it by itself. 

Chasing the tail of lingering curiosity, I want to continue my engagement in a philosophical discourse with infinite room to discuss all that is the sublime and the beautiful. The dissonance between what I mean and what I say, and what I say and what I mean, is open air for error and I hope to tighten and eventually achieve a bound entity within (from between) them. This process must be slow or it is not meaningful….Where I stand today, I am befuddled by words.

Clumsily, I continue to grasp at thin air hoping to pull what I mean out of the vapid, vacuous knowledge of how I have known its verbalization. To start, I would like to clarify the self-depreicating connotations in ‘clumsy’; the nature of clumsy here is not the effect of carelessness, but rather, courage to cultivate and initiate a journey towards seeking. As is the case with most processes, what is not shaky will inevitably become increasingly strong footed and confident.  Moreover,  words themselves already are prone to wobble, in part because they no longer have the connotations and denotations that rests in their etymological origins.

Through liquidating language, an intentional sublimation of words as I know them today , in their solid, crystalised forms, I can come closer to knowing the sublime and the beautiful. An ideological improvization:

On The World of Art: “…It was, as Benois himself admitted, ‘not this, that or the other in isolation, but everything together.'”

Crepuscular |krəˈpəskyələr|

adjective
of, resembling, or relating to twilight.

• Zoology (of an animal) appearing or active in twilight.
• ORIGIN mid 17th cent.: from Latin crepusculum ‘twilight’ + -ar 1 .
• Crepuscular is a term used to describe some animals that are primarily active during twilight, that is at dawn and at dusk.[1] The word is derived from the Latin word crepusculum, meaning “twilight.”[1] Crepuscular is thus in contrast with diurnal and nocturnal behavior. Crepuscular animals may also be active on a bright moonlit night. Many animals that are casually described as nocturnal are in fact crepuscular.[2] Within the definition of crepuscular are the terms matutinal (or “matinal”) and vespertine, denoting species active in the dawn and dusk respectively.
• The crepuscular mood of Russia’s fin de siecle  is reflected more powerfully than in Chagall’s Mirror of 1915, one of the most trenchant works of his Russian years.

trenchant |ˈtren ch ənt|
adjective

• 1 vigorous or incisive in expression or style : she heard angry voices, not loud, yet certainly trenchant.
• 2 archaic or poetic/literary (of a weapon or tool) having a sharp edge : a trenchant blade.
• DERIVATIVES
• trenchancy |- ch ənsē| |ˈtrɛntʃənsi| noun ( in sense 1) .
• trenchantly |ˈtrɛntʃəntli| adverb ( in sense 1) .
• ORIGIN Middle English (sense 2) : from Old French, literally ‘cutting,’ present participle of trenchier (see trench ).

woman

noun

• ORIGIN Old English wīfmon, -man (see wife , man ), a formation peculiar to English, the ancient word being wife .
• 1 a woman got out of the car lady, girl, female; matron; Scottish lass, lassie; informal chick, girlie, sister, dame, broad, gal; grrrl; literary maid, maiden, damsel; archaic wench, gentlewoman; (women) womenfolk
• 2 he found himself a new woman girlfriend, sweetheart, partner, significant other, inamorata, lover, mistress; fiancée; wife, spouse; informal missus, better half, main squeeze, squeeze, babe, baby; dated lady friend, lady love.

Serpentine: serpentine   (sûr’pən-tēn’, -tīn’)

• Any of a group of greenish, brownish, or yellowish monoclinic minerals, occurring in igneous or metamorphic rocks. They are used as a source of magnesium and asbestos. Chemical formula: (Mg,Fe)3Si2O5(OH)4.
• ser·pen·tine   (sûr’pən-tēn’, -tīn’)    adj.  Of or resembling a serpent, as in form or movement; sinuous. Subtly sly and tempting.n.   (-tēn’) Any of a group of greenish, brownish, or spotted minerals, Mg3Si2O5(OH)4, used as a source of magnesium and asbestos, and in architecture as a decorative stone.[Middle English, from Old French serpentin, from Late Latin serpentīnus, from Latin serpēns, serpent-, serpent; see serpent.]

sin·u·ous  (sny-s) adj.

• Characterized by many curves or turns; winding: a sinuous stream. Characterized by supple and lithe movements: the sinuous grace of a dancer. Not direct; devious. Sinuate: a sinuous leaf.[From Latin sinusus, from sinus, curve.]
• sinuous [ˈsɪnjʊəs] adj; full of turns or curves; intricate; devious; not straightforward ; supple; lithe Also sinuate
• [from Latin sinuōsus winding, from sinus a curve]Prodigal, pushing moral and esthetical boundaries, prodigal,  curvy, founded in nature,
• International, interdisciplinary effecting ballet, art, thought etc

The Hypostases

The Neoplatonic hypostases in relation to other esoteric systems of thought:

This diagram shows Consciousness in terms of progressive gradations of subtle worlds and aspects/substrates (of Physical, Emotional, and Mental), as well as increasing Transformation and Transcendence

The Spiral Dance – Special 20th Anniversary Edition A Rebirth of the Ancient Religion of the Goddess, by Starhawk — extended excerpt

CHAPTER 1

Between the Worlds

The moon is full. We meet on a hilltop that looks out over the bay. Below us, lights spread out like a field of jewels, and faraway skyscrapers pierce the swirling fog like the spires of fairytale towers. The night is enchanted,

Our candles have been blown out, and our makeshift altar cannot stand up under the force of the wind, as it sings through the branches of tall eucalyptus. We hold up our arms and let it hurl against our faces. We are exhilarated, hair and eyes streaming. The tools are unimportant; we have all we need to make magic: our bodies, our breath, our voices, each other.

The circle has been cast. The invocations begin:

All-dewy, sky-sailing pregnant moon,

Who shines for all.

Who flows through all…

Aradia, Diana, Cybele, Mah…

Sailor of the last sea,

Guardian of the gate,

Ever-dying, ever-living radiance…

Dionysus, Osiris, Pan, Arthur, Hu…

The moon clears the treetops and shines on the circle. We huddle closer for warmth. A woman moves into the center of the circle. We begin to chant her name:

“Diana…”

“Dee-ah-nah…”

“Aaaah…”

The chant builds, spiraling upward. Voices merge into one endlessly modulated harmony. The circle is enveloped in a cone of light.

Then, in a breath — silence.

“You are Goddess,” we say to Diane, and kiss her as she steps back into the outer ring. She is smiling.

She remembers who she is.

One by one, we will step into the center of the circle. We will hear our names chanted, feel the cone rise around us. We will receive the gift, and remember:

“I am Goddess. You are God, Goddess. All that lives, breathes, loves, sings in the unending harmony of being is divine. “

In the circle, we will take hands and dance under the moon.

“To disbelieve in witchcraft is the greatest of all heresies.” Malleus Maleficarum (1486)

Words of Wisdom: On Art & Sacrifice

Joseph Campbell serves me as a source of inspiration, spiritually and academically. Campbell was inspired by Carl Jung. Their words articulate notions that stir something deep within me and resonate greatly, like a ball rolling around a Tibetan bowl.

The word “ART” can be simply said to be the synonym of Beauty. It is defined as the collection of beautiful, creative things. It is the expression of your imagination. It is the skill acquired by experience, study, or observation. It is an occupation requiring knowledge or skill. It highlights the conscious use of skill and creative imagination especially in the production of aesthetic objects and implies a personal, non analyzable creative power (Joseph Campbell).”

“Art is a kind of innate drive that seizes a human being and makes him its instrument. To perform this difficult office it is sometimes necessary for him to sacrifice happiness and everything that makes life worth living for the ordinary human being (Carl Jung).”

Hint: Invisible Quotient

Adam Lives in Theory

Stitch. Pink. Seam. Prick.

Hole. Chrome. Harvest. Nourish. 
Cyclic. Elliptic. Spiral. Sound. 
Rise. Balance. Beam. Yellow.  
Up. Reveal. Rebel. Revel. 
Autumn. Change. Rain. Bridge. 
Build. Bricks. Cement. Source. 
Helium. Return. Loom. Fiber.  
Weave. Courage. Strength. Grow. 
Grains. Memory. Silent. Past. 
Before. Beyond. Sing. Dance. 
Old. Blue. Croon. Shift. Wheel. 
High. Duck. Revolve. Sow. 
Round. Deep. Slow. Lost. Blue. 
Truth. Honor. Awe. Hum. 
Explore. Temple. Quick. Sand. 
Pure. Clean. Stainless. Ring. 
Eye. One. Bell. Wind. 
Chime. Arise. Vibe. Ring. 
Hurricane. Curves. Gust. Vector.
Dynamo. Breath. Family. Funeral. 
Infinity. Relax. Tenses. Divide. 
Slip. Sound. Memory. Crack. 
Gaps. Blur. Unite. Heal. 
Story. Inhale. Past. Exhale. 
Future. Breathe. Grain. Wind. 
Lost. Found. Present. Now:
Stitch. Stance. Space. Appear.

Creatrix

(Note: Below is a Word Document that I created one year ago today. Same Quest, Quantum Questions.)

THE SACRED FEMININE TATTOO

a) a representation of each archetype embracing an image/ symbol of me

b) all archetypes coalesce into a composite image

Notes:

*’Shakti’ means life energy. The Bhagavad Gita says, “Without Shakti, Shiva is nothing.”

*The Sacred Feminine is seen as many things…:

Changing one,

She who denotes life death and rebirth.

She is fertile, Fecund one who ruts in the fields,

She is the Terrible one who devours and destroys,

She is the Loving arms and Nurturing breasts

And the sacred Yoni, the Transformative one.

CrEaTriX

The Sacred Feminine

Bright Mother:

Conceives, births, and sustains life;

Encourages and empowers creativity;

Encourages independence and individuation;

Intuitively knows in her body being the cycles/seasons of birth, life, & death.

Shadow Mother:

Her own mother-wound is unhealed;

Has not individuated/separated from her mother;

Merged with her mother’s negativity/toxicity;

Clings to what is dying/decaying, doesn’t let go;

Can not nurture life due to her own wounds;

Cuts off emotionally instead of separating in a healthy way.

Bright Amazon:

Knows how to accomplish things in the world;

Serves Truth not ego, no matter what the cost to her ego;

Faces her fears directly and embraces her shadow, is committed to her inner work, growth;

Faces others’ shadow  & negativity with courage, heart & skillful means;

Can say “No” and “Yes” appropriately & clearly;

Keeps agreements and commitments with self and others,  is faithful, reliable & on time;

Stands up for and protects her inner child;

Can plan, strategize, make decisions & take right action that serves highest Truth not ego;

Not a victim – owns responsibility & actions.

Shadow Amazon:

Lives & acts from fear rather than love;

Overly controlled, rigid, defensive, abusive;

Sees herself as a victim, cannot stand up for her own inner child or her own heart;

Can be masochistic & self-effacing;

Aggressive – abusive – pushy – disrespectful;

Unable to plan, decide, carry action through to completion – gives up/collapses;

Cultivates confrontation, provocative.

Bright Lover:

Loves to love, merge, connect, relate – seeks relatedness, inter-dependence, real contact;

Spontaneous, playful, childlike;

Sensual, sexual, erotic, embodied, shame-less;

Values and enjoys emotion;

Loves & creates dance, art, music, poetry;

Lover and Creatrix of beauty, clothes, home, gardens, ambience – lives life as art;

Seeks communion with all of life;

Devotional, reverent, romantic, ecstatic;

Deep longing for the mystical experience & ecstasy;

Heart-full, forgiving, empathetic, caring, compassionate, relational.

Shadow Lover:

Not embodied, doesn’t care for body/health;

Unhealthy boundaries with people, food, substances;

Addictions – compulsive behaviors: eating, smoking, gambling,

Feels a lot of shame, guilt, self-hate;

Cut off sexually, sensually – puritanical;

Sexually kinky – uses sex to replace love or fill emptiness;

Unable to love or be vulnerable – cold or hostile;

Dependent and/or co-dependent – counter-dependent;

Denies needs, wants, feelings, intimacy, contact;

Idealizes others & denigrates self, feels unworthy;

Fears abandonment, loss of love;

Self-sacrificing, self-depriving, self-denying;

Shut down or cut off emotionally or physically, numb;

Giving or receiving are difficult if not impossible;

Full of negative emotions – feels like a victim of life.

Bright Mystic/Medial:

Loves the Unknown, willing to not know, willing to be willing;

Midwifes ideas, images, information, guidance from other dimensions;

Imaginative, loves knowledge & is strongly intuitive;

Walks the border between the physical manifest reality and other dimensions of reality – she moves between dimensions;

Spiritual teacher, priestess, healer, ritual maker, shamaness, teacher, poet, dreamer, artist, crone, scientist, alchemist, witch, psychotherapist;

Seeks and values knowledge, education, wisdom;

Has found her own internal spiritual authority;

Grounded, embodied, earth-connected;

Transformer, transmuter, midwife of the magical;

Knows spiritual power comes through her, isn’t hers, and uses it non-egoically with integrity, consciousness, & surrender;

Seeks power, healing and knowledge for the good of her community, not for self-aggrandizement.

Shadow Medial/Mystic:

Fears or refuses to answer the call to serve or use spiritual gifts to serve others – may become mentally or physically ill as a result;

Lives up in the ethers, denies body & embodiment;

Ungrounded, spacey, psychotic, borderline, chaotic;

Detached, cold, uncaring, calculating;

Does not do her own inner work, lives unconsciously;

Feels no connection to any spiritual life or higher presence,

Composite images or mothers hugging me.

The Divine Source

Listening to a Joseph Campbell interview on my iPod, walking through campus, have to interact with these ideas somewhere, so my smile stays plastered and once again I return to this place in cyberspace for honesty:

God is not the source of the energy; it is the manifestation, the vehicle of the energy, discovered through the realization of wonder.

God is a thought. God is an idea. But it’s reference is to something that transcends all thinking.

There is an old story, the story of the spiritual quest, to find the inward thing which you basically are. All of the symbols in mythology refer to you. You are God in your deepest identity. You are one with the transcendent. The images of God are many. The masks of eternity both cover and reveal the face of glory. The masks of god signify the ultimate reality, myths are masks of god that signify what lies beyond the horizon.

Put eloquently in a Hindu scripture: truth is One; the sages speak of it by many names.

There is a dimension of the universe that is not available to our senses. participation in divinity is the moment of ‘ahha’ witnessing a beautiful sunset.

An excerpt from the mini-paper presentation I turned in today in my modern Russian art class. The prompt: where is here? where is there?

To understand the whereabouts of here and the whereabouts of there is a progressing definition, a circumference of past and/or present perspectives locating ‘here’ as my place inside of a  past or future space and time. Here is the present, a moment perpetually eclipsing into the past. As soon as here is considered, here has slipped away and the moment is merely a memory of a past there or a there to be realized in the future.

Here is the shadow of a swinging door. The optical illusion of there is created by the horizontal horizon of binocular vision; although perception depicts the horizon as linear, beyond the horizon can never be realized in the present tense and place of here. What retinal vision obscures is the eternally eclipsing sphere, coiling into itself and expanding from a self-sustaining source.

The shadow of the swinging door swings into the future, but the means has no ends, the future is always there and when one arrives to a specific here that was once a there, there is once again beyond reach. The paradoxical nature of here as a present time in a present domain is that here can never  be captured, and yet, we are trapped in the confines of here.

No human has the ability to hop-scotch outside of the box of here into a there before there has arrived. Escaping the bounds of time and space have provided domains that enable minds to shift vantage points in perceiving reality, and dreams, drugs, meditation, etc., have enabled minds to contemplate the wonder and whimsey of here and there: there is a reality that does not exist until it is here, and here can never be captured.

Hallucinations, delusions, psychosis and insanity are realms of heres and there’s bring up the issue of reinforcing bounds of here and there in mainstream society. What makes the alternative realities alternative at all are the lack of observation and validation from sensory organs outside of the imaginer’s own agreeing with the time-space domain existence of those here and there’s.  The imagination is an all-powerful utility and resource humans are endowed with, and accessing the ‘crazy’ within, weather one choses to or not, often sparks revolutions and tectonic shifts in ideological paradigms for entire civilizations.

For the time being, my personal definitions for here and there are as follows: here is the thread seamlessly weaving the fibers of space and into an infinity, infinitely expanding and collapsing, opening the future of potential time-space localities of ‘there’  and bending out from past time-space localities of ‘there.’