Only but a few things, atrocious in their nature, are beyond adulteration, beyond the grace of cute misinterpretation. Of all is the adulteration of “Beyond”, herself. Humanly, she is adulterated as Beyonce; but I joke a ridiculous joke as this is not the point.

She, “ Beyond”, generally, has been adulterated as “past” from “most”. In this sense we ascribe her transcendence to Time, shunning Space. Especially in with the case of the immaterial. An immaterial said to be “beyond” is mostly said to transcend in time.

Time is considered infinite; as the infinitesimal praises the spec, as cogs praise the wheel and as tire tracks hallow roads. A transcendence (an existence like ours posited far beyond our perceptive capacities) in this domain is placed therefore in eternity, the home of the procrastinator.

Space, on the other hand, would bellow—with passion in its certainty—that “beyond” encompasses, and it’s neither “then” nor “when”, but now! Masters of old had tried to show this to us but due to the limitation of a highly fragmented language and a culture entrenched in segregated linguistics, we are necessarily blind to this concept.

In this misunderstanding, we have evolved to adore falsity and bow at its feet.

However! Thus, hitherto, has “Beyond” masked her self from us. Henceforth shall she be understood: as the under-face of her mask—as neither this Space nor that Time, and vice versa, but the dance of the concept which births both.

The Black Hole

I learned from the Black Hole, a little something. These are words from the Black Hole’s Pupil as seen by the Pupil’s Black Hole about The Pupil and the Black Hole. Yet another comparison which shows the Uniformitarianist nature of the world. And a little hint that your body may contain some space junk, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it but admire.

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How to use Twitter

I recently saw in the news that Twitter is losing its price in the stock market due to ignorance. I’m not affiliated with Twitter but I detest ignorance even more. I do not foresee this helping Twitter get its stock back in any way – I do not even know how those things work, “stocks”, …who pours tea in socks for Christ’s sake!? Judas? It has to be Judas. Read the rest of this entry »

“Wa Gba Kontrol”

…incumbent. And we must understand that the institutions are nothing without the human. Everything ever erected was erected around the human by humans for the human. There is no convention which supersedes the human. There is neither government nor institution nor convent which dominates the human completely. How shall humans regain power, you may ask, how shall humans regain control. Simple. Return to Innocence. Read the rest of this entry »

Multhorgonal — Kids on the Street

The gun
can not
Be jumped

The hum
That shot
His mum

If one
To plot
Goes numb

Give up;
Free thought
Is dumb

Light Limericks for Dark Candies

Gather around, children, it’s music post to-post. If you have Irish friends, bring them along. They would understand. Sing along to the rhythm of the chorus, pay attention to punctuation, and dance… dance in the beauty of the lyrics—limericks.

Chorus: (clap to it if you can)
Da-dum, da-da-dum, da-da-dum.
Da-dum, da-da-dum, da-da-dum.
Da-dum, da-da-dum,
Da-dum, da-da-dum,
Da-dum, da-da-dum, da-da-’dum!

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Repetition for Emphasis

That’s as far as my acknowledgment section goes.
There is something about this tweet which damned my thoughts onto eternity of contemplation and the like. Shortly before this eternity was complete, the link became apparent. It has to be the case that we need eternity at some point, to understand, because things have to make sense everything is rational—even to the irrationals. Thanks to the metaphors which shape our world.

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