HAPPY 2010
BE THE BEST YOU EVER POSSIBLE.
NO ONE HAS A CHANCE AT BEING YOU IN YOUR OWN GAME.
GAMES THEORY: “rough and tumble” play is a theme we all can know. To participate in this style one must remember the rules of the game: play to be fair, and win to learn. “I am my own best competition.”
0. electrical ground, natal materials, self to self
1. negotiate parental relationships, chosen from natal opportunities
2. organize parental attachments. mentally showing where self came off, showing where parent(s) connect
3. distribute parental materials among self’s cells, show a balanced attitude
4. encourage parent(s) to assist in managing their baby’s electrical being with auric/intana insulation
HOLOGRAPHIC PARENT, SEEK ME, HOLOGRAPHIC BABY
help me find our most authentic relationship(s)
Live wire, live wire, electrical being, where did I come from? Who’s values am I willing to serve and advance? Who’s thoughts might I progress? Parents speak of me, to me. Parents include me in their persona. Parents are chosen for their care, interest, understanding, willingness to show me my proper way. Our family values show me who I am in this World. My parents trust me to be my best.
I show them I know what they always were before I cut loose on my own dynamic route.
Thank you, parent(s) for carrying me all these many eons, ages that we spent together, strove for the same goals, please help me please you now, by allowing me to act according to my own unique call.
love = leubh = presence desired = present = (k)now
I love you, Parent, Mommy, Daddy, Berdashi. I hope this year is filled with joy, and that every day is getting better for you & us.
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Natal names lead me to the meanings we made, together. Natal names remind me of who I am, who we are, together. Natal names, though arcane at times, gives me clues to the language of the culture and the cosmos, as we negotiated them, together. Still I have my own perspective.
Senses tell me, empirically, what I need to know about my self and you. Even in my intuitive nature, I have ideas that are based on what I sense about us, and our environment. Sometimes I wonder how I can refine my ability to know, you, me, us, it, the World.
BioTechnology to find and acknowledge or evolve.
Practice turning them on and off at will.
M Nodules = mitigate energy within the body and assists in pulling in stray energy.
Stability Chairs = places of rest, within, from the natural chaos of life in the cosmos.
Intentionality Nodes = while remaining subjective, this kind of organ uses medulla-, lymph-, and endocrine-type tissues to understand energetic information, including body language, ancient language, and historical movement.
Epouges = bundles of rod-like structures that sense energy vibrations and movement.
Diletantes = fuzzy cones-upon-cones that sense color, useful for discerning chromosomal and auric/intana energy.
Derads = hair-like, with nerve interiors, that pick up vibrational & magnetic flow.
Bdats = chromosome rich nucleus bodies that are filled with historical memories, useful for originating information.
Oqus = villi inside the body with nerve interiors, useful for reading inner energies as they metabolize and for discerning energies passing near.
Intana Insulation = often made by other(s) in service of a self, it is auric/intana, protection/containment to keep our live electrical being and cosmic tube/abrigina manageable and clean.
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Independence
THE REAL HOLOGRAM OF SELF
The all-knowingness. The completeness of perfection. The perfection that is a child’s dream of self.
Make it. Inside. Like only you are able. Eschew all commanders, comparitors, false predictors, and seek the true self.
Obey your parents, of course, for they dreamed you first, but heed the call for evolution and timely development.
Let us know the real you, let us realize the path you honed to arrive in this place, with us.
We, who have seen you grow, witnessed your ontology, subjectively wished for your fruition,
we who have only subjective prejudices, we do not know the look of your full blossom.
Bloom, you Flower and unfold your nature, the diagrams and paths your family bestowed to only you.
That piece that is alone, you. We’ve seen that bit, that you in there, that continuous persona building.
We’re glad you made it.
The case by case scenario has dictated that we approve of each fate, each trial and try in the effort to become.
Make it easy on us. Be the best you have to offer. As communication is imperfect, allow for the need to be patient,
give us some slack, your intellectual property is your own, you know.
Everything that did happen, everything that is happening, it’s written in your DNA product, your genes are informed,
but it is a personal read, it is a private practice. Be open to our wisdom, our predilections of promise, our rights.
Agency to do the best job, the most correct action, the deeds after which all happiness follows: let accuracy be your goal.
Accurate to what?
Your family and community’s expectation, and your own design for truth, must be what you choose to seek,
so as not to waste the life given, and supported, and extolled.
We who are proud of your personification, the incarnation of your incantation, the little sounds and words,
colors and effects that create the particular you, we challenge your unique sense of style to become more than ever
dreamed possible, and call it “the real hologram of self” and “basic to life in the twenty-first century.”
EVERY PART OF EVERY THING HAS AN INTRINSIC HOLOGRAM OF THE WORLD IN ITS ENTIRETY.
The hologram(s) within is where we have our greatest opportunity to be of service to our own value system.
What we choose to acknowledge and how we judge whatever we subjectively notice is how we know ourselves. Every part of every thing is its personally perspective’d hologram.
There is a reflection of reality in even the tiniest of tiny.
SEE YOURSELF IN YOU.
HAPPY 2010
evolve a more perfect environment of consistent peace ... even inside your self.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
nitrogen and independence
Nitrogen & Independence
Nitrogen, not carbon is the basis of my life on the Periodic Table of Elements... what about you?
A MEDITATION:
You must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
You realize you can’t get off your path. And everywhere you go and went, you were the same you. Even as you learned and processed information, your continuous persona was developing. Even generations ago you were searching for peace, as a way toward defining your personality. Relax and take a deep breath.
Center yourself within, grounding the energy of the left side of your body to the energy of the right side of your body, exhibiting a balanced, peaceful demeanor. Your brain communicates with itself comfortably, left to right and right to left.
Analytical impulse and creative intellect are one. Your body, made of oxyriboneucleic acid and deoxyribonucleic acid, or ona/dna product, are independent of all that surrounds you. Consider all the materials that were ever you. In your mind’s eye, envision yourself, becoming more perfect.
See yourself as capable of a higher levels of communication, more articulate than you ever realized.
Register the fact that your independent ona/dna product is the best answer for you, it is your thought process, it is what sustains you, it has been yours for many generations, it has been yours forever.
Consider where your ontology began. What was the very first conscious idea you formed?
What words and names have you been learning over time? What is your favorite natal name? What are your favorite names of peace, and love, and nature? What defines you? What is your name now.
As you consider the energy made by your body, continue to envision the language your particular body makes. Listen to the you of peace, love, and nature, all the while staying grounded, self to self.
Inside, see a place of stability made of your peaceful thoughts, language, feelings, and emotions. Create a throne of stability for your knowledge to lounge in peace. Allow the joy of this peacefulness of self to permeate throughout your entire body. You must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
Notice the energy that you make, that metabolizes out of your body. See that private energy being lovingly offered to nourish cosmic bodies in a permission-giving-and-getting scenario. The ona/dna charged energy that exits you can be guided by you and your lineage in service of the environment. It is the most delightful present you are able to make, aside from your body, and it is also your ona/dna product: all these are products of peace.
Now, from the inside, gaze upon your clean, tight, vibrant, healthy body of wisdom and beauty. Take responsibility for yourself as an agent of peace. Imagine your place as an instigator of peace, love, and nature in your internal, as well as external, Worlds.
Ground yourself again, right to left and left to right. Be forever effort-ing toward self and that special throne of stability within. Fascia perfect all the membranes of self. It is your opportunity, inside self, to create peace and focus on self’s production of peace. Remember, you must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
Take a moment to rest.
When you are ready, turn your attention toward your exterior, and breath a sigh of peaceful contentment.
Independence
THE REAL HOLOGRAM OF SELF
The all-knowingness. The completeness of perfection. The perfection that is a child’s dream of self.
Make it. Inside. Like only you are able. Eschew all commanders, comparitors, false predictors, and seek the true self.
Obey your parents, of course, for they dreamed you first, but heed the call for evolution and timely development.
Let us know the real you, let us realize the path you honed to arrive in this place, with us.
We, who have seen you grow, witnessed your ontology, subjectively wished for your fruition,
we who have only subjective prejudices, we do not know the look of your full blossom.
Bloom, you Flower and unfold your nature, the diagrams and paths your family bestowed to only you.
That piece that is alone, you. We’ve seen that bit, that you in there, that continuous persona building,
we’re glad you made it.
The case by case scenario has dictated that we approve of each fate, each trial and try in the effort to become.
Make it easy on us. Be the best you have to offer. As communication is imperfect, allow for the need to be patient,
give us some slack, your intellectual property is your own, you know.
Everything that did happen, everything that is happening, it’s written in your DNA product, your genes are informed,
but it is a personal read, it is a private practice. Be open to our wisdom, our predilections of promise, our rights.
Agency to do the best job, the most correct action, the deeds after which all happiness follows: let accuracy be your goal. Accurate to what?
Your family and community’s expectation, and your own design for truth, must be what you choose to seek,
so as not to waste the life given, and supported, and extolled.
We who are proud of your personification, the incarnation of your incantation, the little sounds and words,
colors and effects that create the particular you, we challenge your unique sense of style to become more than ever
dreamed possible, and call it “the real hologram of self” and “basic to life in the twenty-first century.”
You didn’t know me, per se. You didn’t know what I could become- untethered to the others.
You weren’t accustomed to my voice- you heard the sounds of the community echoing within me.
But I want it all back now- I want independence and a true existence, separate from the “others”.
Those not-me many, must make partition from my denace, leaving me to my self, up to my own resources and fully intact.
Will you know me then? Will we make peace? Will we finally find the words to communicate? Will we understand each other at all?
At least I predict I will be a satisfied member of the group, take me or leave me, the actual me, let me be free.
Arcane measures lead me to the reality of you. Inside I search and I dig for meanings, finding only myself and my own experiences as guides. What I sense, always through my particular filters, leaves me wanting more input, more specific references, more personal attachments. To you. Is it a figment, I imagine, you? Or are you real, tangible... I reach out to feel your electric mass, moving at a different rate and for different reasons than I. I am comforted by your apparent wholeness, your constructed constant. You lead me to sure belief in the existence of other gods and goddesses, of other places and permissions. You. Unique. You. Mysterious. You. Forever an internally manufactured detail of the world outside myself. I love you, conditionally, but forever, right now.
It’s your job to evolve it. So if you’re not satisfied, or if you can’t quite do the job right, it’s your own fault if you don’t look for and get help. We’re all looking to you to fix the problem, so acknowledge it and let’s us move on. Your family is depending on you, community is placing bets, you must come through, alternately, we will have to do without. And what a pity that would be, to be forced to abandon the hope that we will improve, make real our goals, find the secrets of perfection that we deserve. Don’t let yourself down, don’t devolve when we’re all pulling for you to be the cog that turns our wheel of generative genesis. Behave better than we expect, make real our growth.
Testify
Tell me the truth of your existence.
Tell me about your specific experience.
But don’t expect me to understand.
Don’t think I’ll know what you meant.
Tell me anyway, for the joy of expression.
Tell me, to give me a peek at your combination.
Tell me so I can live in a reality with you there.
Tell me so you can be closer to known.
Testify, say the magic words, they’re free.
entropy:
gathering mass to be there, to exist, for love.
to have a place to be, a secure dwelling to be used, willingly.
making the aggregate, interstitialated with desire for
meaning, multi-functionality, purpose.
the main, a growing function: mind to evolution, mind to becoming.
perhaps i’ll see you there, in that place, when we are collected unto our selves
and holding the mass that will engineer our futures.
perhaps I will know you by your dna style, your familial print.
perhaps you will know me by the look in my eyes,
the look of watching you collect your sacred intents
into an ordered world, unique to your need for perfection.
delight me with your care, honor me with your detail,
create that random minutia of delicate specificity:
the best your family had to offer; the best that you, in them, imagined.
let even those quiet places work,
those areas so enigmatic and cool, or centric-bright-hot,
those molten places concerned with stability,
and the hyper-exchanging places that make you w/hole,
complete in your own view.
how I long for y/our flawlessness,
to know the real you
and see you manifest
everything you intended for y/ourself.
America:
Some of us called it “the lovely land.”
While others of us said it was “the enemy’s path.”
“We have to go, we have to take this road to where ever it leads.”
“You might be lost to us, when will that road ever lead back home?”
“Even if it never leads me back, I must on my journey be.”
“Too cruel, our souls rent, pulled to fray.”
“For you, I will carry you in my heart, you will be my stitch in time.” Now here, I’m ‘American,’ have’n taken the Beauty path away from you , and do your eyes recognize me still when upon me they fall? I know beauty before me, beauty to the sides, above and below, beauty within, and beauty behind me, as I left you there. For I am still your little one, grown up in America, the path away has led me back to you, with technologies for us to share. We’ll celebrate our differences, even as we unite. Will you take my hand, that one that you so gently let go of that I might learn to travel alone, and join me in this manufacture of a promised land?
Nitrogen, not carbon is the basis of my life on the Periodic Table of Elements... what about you?
A MEDITATION:
You must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
You realize you can’t get off your path. And everywhere you go and went, you were the same you. Even as you learned and processed information, your continuous persona was developing. Even generations ago you were searching for peace, as a way toward defining your personality. Relax and take a deep breath.
Center yourself within, grounding the energy of the left side of your body to the energy of the right side of your body, exhibiting a balanced, peaceful demeanor. Your brain communicates with itself comfortably, left to right and right to left.
Analytical impulse and creative intellect are one. Your body, made of oxyriboneucleic acid and deoxyribonucleic acid, or ona/dna product, are independent of all that surrounds you. Consider all the materials that were ever you. In your mind’s eye, envision yourself, becoming more perfect.
See yourself as capable of a higher levels of communication, more articulate than you ever realized.
Register the fact that your independent ona/dna product is the best answer for you, it is your thought process, it is what sustains you, it has been yours for many generations, it has been yours forever.
Consider where your ontology began. What was the very first conscious idea you formed?
What words and names have you been learning over time? What is your favorite natal name? What are your favorite names of peace, and love, and nature? What defines you? What is your name now.
As you consider the energy made by your body, continue to envision the language your particular body makes. Listen to the you of peace, love, and nature, all the while staying grounded, self to self.
Inside, see a place of stability made of your peaceful thoughts, language, feelings, and emotions. Create a throne of stability for your knowledge to lounge in peace. Allow the joy of this peacefulness of self to permeate throughout your entire body. You must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
Notice the energy that you make, that metabolizes out of your body. See that private energy being lovingly offered to nourish cosmic bodies in a permission-giving-and-getting scenario. The ona/dna charged energy that exits you can be guided by you and your lineage in service of the environment. It is the most delightful present you are able to make, aside from your body, and it is also your ona/dna product: all these are products of peace.
Now, from the inside, gaze upon your clean, tight, vibrant, healthy body of wisdom and beauty. Take responsibility for yourself as an agent of peace. Imagine your place as an instigator of peace, love, and nature in your internal, as well as external, Worlds.
Ground yourself again, right to left and left to right. Be forever effort-ing toward self and that special throne of stability within. Fascia perfect all the membranes of self. It is your opportunity, inside self, to create peace and focus on self’s production of peace. Remember, you must have self-control and put yourself first in the production of peace.
Take a moment to rest.
When you are ready, turn your attention toward your exterior, and breath a sigh of peaceful contentment.
Independence
THE REAL HOLOGRAM OF SELF
The all-knowingness. The completeness of perfection. The perfection that is a child’s dream of self.
Make it. Inside. Like only you are able. Eschew all commanders, comparitors, false predictors, and seek the true self.
Obey your parents, of course, for they dreamed you first, but heed the call for evolution and timely development.
Let us know the real you, let us realize the path you honed to arrive in this place, with us.
We, who have seen you grow, witnessed your ontology, subjectively wished for your fruition,
we who have only subjective prejudices, we do not know the look of your full blossom.
Bloom, you Flower and unfold your nature, the diagrams and paths your family bestowed to only you.
That piece that is alone, you. We’ve seen that bit, that you in there, that continuous persona building,
we’re glad you made it.
The case by case scenario has dictated that we approve of each fate, each trial and try in the effort to become.
Make it easy on us. Be the best you have to offer. As communication is imperfect, allow for the need to be patient,
give us some slack, your intellectual property is your own, you know.
Everything that did happen, everything that is happening, it’s written in your DNA product, your genes are informed,
but it is a personal read, it is a private practice. Be open to our wisdom, our predilections of promise, our rights.
Agency to do the best job, the most correct action, the deeds after which all happiness follows: let accuracy be your goal. Accurate to what?
Your family and community’s expectation, and your own design for truth, must be what you choose to seek,
so as not to waste the life given, and supported, and extolled.
We who are proud of your personification, the incarnation of your incantation, the little sounds and words,
colors and effects that create the particular you, we challenge your unique sense of style to become more than ever
dreamed possible, and call it “the real hologram of self” and “basic to life in the twenty-first century.”
You didn’t know me, per se. You didn’t know what I could become- untethered to the others.
You weren’t accustomed to my voice- you heard the sounds of the community echoing within me.
But I want it all back now- I want independence and a true existence, separate from the “others”.
Those not-me many, must make partition from my denace, leaving me to my self, up to my own resources and fully intact.
Will you know me then? Will we make peace? Will we finally find the words to communicate? Will we understand each other at all?
At least I predict I will be a satisfied member of the group, take me or leave me, the actual me, let me be free.
Arcane measures lead me to the reality of you. Inside I search and I dig for meanings, finding only myself and my own experiences as guides. What I sense, always through my particular filters, leaves me wanting more input, more specific references, more personal attachments. To you. Is it a figment, I imagine, you? Or are you real, tangible... I reach out to feel your electric mass, moving at a different rate and for different reasons than I. I am comforted by your apparent wholeness, your constructed constant. You lead me to sure belief in the existence of other gods and goddesses, of other places and permissions. You. Unique. You. Mysterious. You. Forever an internally manufactured detail of the world outside myself. I love you, conditionally, but forever, right now.
It’s your job to evolve it. So if you’re not satisfied, or if you can’t quite do the job right, it’s your own fault if you don’t look for and get help. We’re all looking to you to fix the problem, so acknowledge it and let’s us move on. Your family is depending on you, community is placing bets, you must come through, alternately, we will have to do without. And what a pity that would be, to be forced to abandon the hope that we will improve, make real our goals, find the secrets of perfection that we deserve. Don’t let yourself down, don’t devolve when we’re all pulling for you to be the cog that turns our wheel of generative genesis. Behave better than we expect, make real our growth.
Testify
Tell me the truth of your existence.
Tell me about your specific experience.
But don’t expect me to understand.
Don’t think I’ll know what you meant.
Tell me anyway, for the joy of expression.
Tell me, to give me a peek at your combination.
Tell me so I can live in a reality with you there.
Tell me so you can be closer to known.
Testify, say the magic words, they’re free.
entropy:
gathering mass to be there, to exist, for love.
to have a place to be, a secure dwelling to be used, willingly.
making the aggregate, interstitialated with desire for
meaning, multi-functionality, purpose.
the main, a growing function: mind to evolution, mind to becoming.
perhaps i’ll see you there, in that place, when we are collected unto our selves
and holding the mass that will engineer our futures.
perhaps I will know you by your dna style, your familial print.
perhaps you will know me by the look in my eyes,
the look of watching you collect your sacred intents
into an ordered world, unique to your need for perfection.
delight me with your care, honor me with your detail,
create that random minutia of delicate specificity:
the best your family had to offer; the best that you, in them, imagined.
let even those quiet places work,
those areas so enigmatic and cool, or centric-bright-hot,
those molten places concerned with stability,
and the hyper-exchanging places that make you w/hole,
complete in your own view.
how I long for y/our flawlessness,
to know the real you
and see you manifest
everything you intended for y/ourself.
America:
Some of us called it “the lovely land.”
While others of us said it was “the enemy’s path.”
“We have to go, we have to take this road to where ever it leads.”
“You might be lost to us, when will that road ever lead back home?”
“Even if it never leads me back, I must on my journey be.”
“Too cruel, our souls rent, pulled to fray.”
“For you, I will carry you in my heart, you will be my stitch in time.” Now here, I’m ‘American,’ have’n taken the Beauty path away from you , and do your eyes recognize me still when upon me they fall? I know beauty before me, beauty to the sides, above and below, beauty within, and beauty behind me, as I left you there. For I am still your little one, grown up in America, the path away has led me back to you, with technologies for us to share. We’ll celebrate our differences, even as we unite. Will you take my hand, that one that you so gently let go of that I might learn to travel alone, and join me in this manufacture of a promised land?
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