Manifestation
Atoms to
matter.
Matter to
life.
Life to
brain.
Brain to
mind.
Mind to
cosmos.
Cycle.
Mind
manifestation.
Cycles.
Reflecting
back from
whence
it came.
Absorbing
cosmic
information,
knowledge.
Mind projection
connection
to all
there is.
Ideas.
Thoughts.
Concepts.
Reality
built.
Cosmos
through
mind­
into
brain/receiver.
Interpretation.
Cycles.
One with
It all.
Part
of the
same.
Interpretations.

Edge.
Living
on the
edge.
Between
what was.
and what
will be.
Knifes edge,
slicing trough.
Slicing trough
the ether.
Creating
time and
space.
Along
the way,
laying
down vapors.
Vapors
like memories,
dissipating
in the
infinite.
Rolling into
nothingness.
Rippling
on an
endless
sea.
Endless
sea of
probability.
Narrow.
Existence,
on a narrow
space.
Paper thin
place.
Living on
the edge.

Look.
Listen.
Learn.
Much
to absorb.
Tossed
into this
place.
Lots
to learn.
Much to
know.
How to
survive?
No time.
No time
for
contemplation.
Asking
questions.
Pondering
reality.
Beyond scope.
Wrapped
up in
existence,
who thinks
of such
things?
Who thinks
to ask
why?
How?
Moving on.
Much to
do.
No time.
No time
to
ponder.
Question
reality.
What’s the
point?
Nothing
genuinely
resolved.
Why
ask
why,
or ponder?
No time.
No time
for
contemplation.

Immersion.
Wrapped up.
Enfolded.
Surrounds.
Spirit
enveloped.
Immersed
in the
all around.
Dealing with
what is
shown.
Nothing
more to
see.
Confined
to this
place.
Force fed
what is.
What is
seen, sensed.
Reality.
Dealing with
imposed
reality.
Dialed up.
Dialed up
reality.
Operating
within
rules.
Functioning
with what’s
supplied.
Spinning
up narrowly.
One realm
at a
time.

Collisions.
Cyberspace.
Ideas, concepts
colliding.
Fertilizing.
Exponential
mind tweaks.
Runaway
reaction.
Perception
altering
on a
global
scale.
Tweak
leads to
tweaks.
Then an
explosion
of tweaks.
Each
leading
to more.
Thinking
differently.
Civilization
altering.
Everywhere.
Exponential
melding,
globally
blending.
Gaia awakes.

Integers.
Realms
within
realms
within
realms.
Fractal-verse.
Math­ematics
run amok.
Always was.
Always will be.
Product of
mathematics.
Merely
formulations.
Calculations.
Fractal-verse.­
Never ending
calculations.
Reality math.
Beyond scope.
Scope
of humanity.
Mere byproducts
of the
math.
Calculations
pre time
began.
Calculations
everywhere.
Working
the math.
Searching.
Searching
for meaning.
Searching
for answers.
Churning
away.
Passing by.
Wave to
nowhere.
Never to
return.
Left
to own
devises.
Left over
integers.
Byproducts
of math.

Narrative.
World
defining
narratives.
Narratives,
stories,
human
concoctions.
Before humans
what stories
were passed
around?
What religion
held sway?
What political
structure
controlled?
Before humans
what
science/philosophy
was in vogue?
Before
humanity
what did
Gaia believe,
think?
Humanity
defines its
own existence
experiences.
Made up.
Out of whole
cloth,
it’s all
made up.
Building structure
narratives
to existence.
Struggling
to cope
understand.
Control.
Control
environment
each other.
The whole
**** thing
made up.
Based
on limited
finite
human
understanding,
perception.
Earth spun
just fine.
Creation
didn’t skip
a beat.
Before
self impressed
human
narratives.

Changes.
The word
as it is.
Changes.
Never
the same.
Evolving
creation.
Writhing
biology
working the
environment.
Molding
existence.
People come.
People go.
Leaving behind
a different
place.
Living.
Knowing one
place.
One reality.
Setting the
stage
for the
next.
Like kneading
clay.
Morphing.
Slightly
different each
iteration.
Unique.
Changing.
One life
one place
in time.
Morphing,
never ending!

Blending.
Evil.
Why evil?
Why good
for that
matter?
Control.
It’s all
about
control.
Sliding
dial.
Manipulating
the scale.
Left to
right
then back
again.
Adjustments,
about
making
adjustments.
Game adjustments,
control.
Sliding
dial
adjusting mixtures.
Mixing good
and evil.
Like mixing
paint.
Results depend
on formulation.
Adjusted events.
Changing
directions.
Mixtures of
evil and
good.
Percentages
of each
alter the
course.
Playing
the game.
Adjusting
the mixture,
altering events,
results.
Never ending
mixtures.
Immeasurable
adjustments,
blends.
Interminable
possibilities,
canvases.
Over and over
the
game is
played.
When it
ends ….

Aggregator.
Brain.
Mind.
Collector.
Collector
of information.
Sweeping.
Absorbing
energy,
information.
Processing
unit.
Processing
what’s
absorbed.
Sweeping
the ether,
the unseen
places.
Receiver.
Designed
to collect,
process.
Absorbing
the seen
and unseen.
Tapping
the ether,
dimensional
energy,
information.
Absorbing
vibrations.
Tickling
the strings.
Mixing both.
Aggregating,
organize
creating
reality.
Not an
originator.
Aggregator.
A mixing
machine.
Mixing
the seen
and the
unseen.
Reabsorbing.
Information.
Mixing
with new.
Creation
evolves.

Culmination.
Many
thousands
of years
in the
making.
Decisions
being made.
One after
another.
Millennia
in
development.
One wrong
turn.
Anywhere.
Anywhere
along the
way.
One wrong
turn.
Turning left
instead of
right.
Anyone.
Different.
Things
would de
different.
Not writing
these words.
Not here
at all.
What
are the
odds.
Existence
ancestor
determinant?
Lineage
preordained?
Mi­llions of
connections
needed.
Needed
to result
in this.
What are
odds?
Perhaps
more than
meets the
eye!

What now?
Where to now?
Place
in time.
Now.
Path
to today,
faded,
gone.
Gone away.
Never to
be no
more.
No way
back.
Looking around.
Here is
now.
In the
moment,
one after
the next.
See what
there is.
What
to work
with?
New ideas
bubbling up.
Old ideas
vanishing.
Dying off,
drying up
one by one.
Soon, all
will be gone.
Brave
new world,
with
nobody
else to
blame.
*** shots
are easy.
Look around.
All yours
now.

Uneasy passage.
Sails
unfurled.
Gentle
breeze.
Course
charted.
Journey
b­egins.
Confident
sense of
future.
Clear sailing.
For awhile,
clear sailing.
Warm sun
gentle sea.
Course
clear and
sound.
Tacking
along the
way.
Squall
on the
horizon.
Decisions
to be
made.
Gales
blowing,
sails straining.
Water churning.
Decisions
to be made.
Pressure
building.
Straining
confidence.
Decisions
falter.
­Off course,
being driven
off course.
Sunny sky’s
calm waters
nowhere
to be seen,
things of
the past.
Mistakes
made.
Countless
tacking
errors.
Destination
now uncertain.
Waves cresting
water swamping.
Holding on.
Looking for
safe harbor.
Peering through
the fog,
the rain.
Journey
over.
Looking
down now.
Analyzing.
Analyzing
the whole.
Sadly
realizing
upon
refection.
Was
not the
navigator
I expected
I’d be.

En Gard!
Reflections.
All we do,
looking
back.
Mosaic
painting.
Reflecting
back
internally.
Games played.
Life lived.
Conflict,
competition.
Parry, ******.
Sabre
in hand.
En Gard!
Constantly.
Life or
death.
Win or
lose.
It’s all
the same.
Look
in the
mirror.
Watch
an event.
Life.
Conflict.
Constant
conflict.
Never ending
conflict.
Nature
of the
beast.
Sports a
reflection.
Reflecting
existence.
Existence
in this
place.

Chess.
Reflecting.
Reflecting
life.
Endless
moves
to be
made.
Subtleties
then
attacked.
Catching
unaware.
On guard,
constantly
on guard.
Less your
flank be
down.
Making
ripe for
the ****!
Moving
for position.
Always
on the
edge.
Life,like
chess
reflecting.
Jockeying
for position.
Stepping over.
Knocking
down.
Life like
chess a
sophisticated
game.
Deadly
to the
end.

Red Bow.
Levels
of
existence.
Levels
of
reality.
Infinite
planes,
cyb­erspace
be.
Ethereal
in nature.
Amorphous
orbs in
cyberspace.
Floating
in an
endless
quantum
sea.
Infinite
cyberspace
where we
all be.
Amorphous
orbs
each
essence
resides.
From
realm to
realm the
orbs do
glide.
Endless
existence,
each orb
represents,
all
neatly wrapped
from one
to the next.
All tightly
bound
in a large
red bow.
From
now till
the end.
The end
of it all.
Whenever
that may
be.

Eternity’s pool.
Peering into
probability.
Seeing
all that
could
be, and
have been.
Options,
paths
as far as
the minds
eye can
see.
Existences
reflections
staring
back at
me.
What is
and what
could have
been.
All
iterations
minds eye
can see.
The whys,
the how’s,
and the
could
have beens.
Choices made,
paths
transversed
and not.
Wonders
and regrets
submerged
just below.
Infinite
me’s
staring
back at
me.
Looking
away
dizzying the
experience
be.
Wonders
galore.
Ideas
abound.
Soon,
back around
I’ll gaze and
write
some more.

Extremes.
Out
at the
edges.
Good
and
evil
reside.
Heaven
and
hell,
stake out
their
claims.
Everywhere
to be
seen.
No denial.
Good
and
evil
inhabit
us all.
Mixed bag
of outcomes
mixtures,
results.
None
all good.
None
all bad.
Nature
and nurture
shuffles
the deck.
Bell curve
distribution
covers
it all.

Unraveling.
As things
were,
fading away.
Future.
Moving
in a
different
direction.
Paradigm
shift.
Infinite
shift.
Pace quickens.
Careening
off course.
Unraveling
old concepts,
customs.
Institutions
tossed
aside.
Existence,
inexorab­ly
altered.
Singularity
approaches.
Technology
unraveling.
Unrave­ling
it all.
Global
connections,
circling.
Outreach
everywhere.
Living
di­fferent,
unlike
ever before.
Abyss.
Nothing
remains.

Moments.
Life.
Life
can be
a slog.
Brutal
to endure.
Pain and
sorrow
accumulates.
Adding up
over
time.
Bending
people
to its
will.
However,
there are
moments.
Moments
when life
lightens.
Moments
of great
joy and
simplicity.
Moments
in quiet
reflection.
Hearing
the birds
sing.
Feeling
the warm
sun.
Gentle
breeze
rustling
the leaves.
Peaceful,
reflective
times.
Enjoying
being alive.
For those
moments
at least,
making things
alright again.

Ideas.
Infection.
People
are people.
Empty
vessels
at birth.
Differentiated.
People
do not
control.
Merely
empty
vessels
filled.
Ideas
control.
Conflict­ing,
competitive
ideas.
Infection.
Inhabiting
the beast.
Virus like,
spreading.
Spreading
through
populations.
Spreading,
sowing­ conflict.
Pitting
one against
another.
Ideas
Inhabiting
the soul.
People’s
minds.
Controlling
actions.
Ideas live.
Living
in  beings
like software,
motivating,
manipulating
actions.
People,
pawns in
the game
of alien
design,
thought.
Game
of the
gods.
Ideas
pulling
levers.
People infected,
not in
control.

Escape.
None.
There
is no
escape.
Tidal
forces
of what’s
to come.
Tidal
forces
wash
over all.
Pervasive.
Every
nook and
cranny,
it will
find.
No hiding,
none.
It permeates
all.
Orbiting,
wirelessly
impregnating.
Impregnating,
t­he mind,
the soul.
Group
think
coursing
the planet.
Enters the
eyes.
Enters
the ears.
Roosts in
the mind.
Fermenting
reality.
Bending.
Molding.
Shaping.
Shaping
disc­ourse.
What’s real?
What’s original?
What’s planted?
Puppet masters,
controlling.
Controlling
all.
Pushing the
buttons.
Pulling
the strings.
Tweaking
free will!
Nowhere
to go.
Nowhere
to hide.

0.07874016.
Thickness.
Human
skin.
0.07874016
inches thick.
Indictment.
Indictment
on
humanities
lack of
depth.
Shallow mind,
primitive
thinking.
Hung up,
can’t see
through
0.07874016.
Insurmountable
barrier.
Civilization
alte­ring.
Looking
past.
Looking
through.
Judgment,
human
worth
based on
0.07874016.
Countless
murdered.
Civilizations
destroyed.
Lack of
depth.
Indictment.
Weakness,
mental
weakness.
Lack of
wisdom.
Mankind
tossed
by
0.07874016

Grip.
Mind grip.
Consciousness
encased.
Encased
within.
Corporeal
facade.
Il­lusion.
Clouds
of consciousness.
Each
plugged In.
Quantum
clouds
of potential.
Endless
fluctuations
of probabilities.
Foam of
reality.
Existence
in an
Infinite
realm.
Consciousness
designed.
Each mind
designs.
Designs
it’s personal
reality.
Masters
of its
reality so
perceived.
Consciousness
creation.
Moving
on to
the next,
effortlessly,
endlessly.

Levels.
From
one
to the
next.
Natural
flow.
Portal
through.
Learning.
Learning
realit­y
level
by level
one
at a
time.
Portal
flow.
Journey
self dIrected.
Choice
of direction.
Decisions
based.
Once level
complete,
jump to
the next.
Injected
long ago.
Once in
never complete.
Never ends.
Infinite
levels.
Infinite
change.
Infinite
challenge.
Never­ ends.
Death but
a portal.
One from
the next.

Book.
Book of
existence.
Flipping
pages.
Bookkeeper
watching,
noting.
Much to
observe.
Page
upon
page
the ledger
is built.
Reality
unfolds.
New pages
materialize,
old ones
dissipate,
fade away.
Fade
into
oblivion.
Each a
universe
unto itself.
Page upon
page, piled
high.
Each
unique,
apart.
Each an
infinite
story.
No connection.
Knowledge
confined.
Secrets
between.
Held close.
No knowing
one
of the
another.
Realms
apart.
Book of
eternity,
so structured.
Designed.

Culmination.
All just
culmination.
Modernity.
Reflection.
Reflecting
countless
dec­isions,
choices.
Ancient
choices.
Recent
choices.
Choices
made by
others.
Others
long dead.
All
played
a part.
Essence,
still in
the game.
Choices
manifest.
Choices
create.
Near
infinite
string.
Inf­inite
web of
decisions
creating.
Creation
a choice,
here and
now,
all.
Mere
existence,
everything,
due to
a choice.

Knowledge.
Knowledge
prison.
Confined
in time
and space.
Blocked in
by knowledge
or lack
thereof.
Reality,
personal
reality,
knowledge
bound.
Living within
understanding.
Worldview
based on
knowledge.
Finite knowledge.
Finite reality.
Limited
understanding.
Limited
reality.
Beliefs
narrow.
­Based
on virtually
nothing.
Understanding
negligible.
Passing
through
unaw­are.
Unaware
of most
there is.
Ignorance
confined.

Perceptions.
Understanding.
View
of things.
Processing.
Processing
input.
Informational
input.
Capable.
Only so
capable.
Processing
unit provided,
only so
capable.
Limitations.
Severe
limitations.
Like
a dog
contemplating
a mirror.
Finite in
nature.
Observational,
information
processing
incomplete,
minu­scule.
Contemplating
infinite things.
Beyond scope.
Treading
in an
ethereal
realm.
Underlying
reality,
mere
probability.
Nothing
to
stand on.
Floating in
quantum
fluctuations.
Probabilities.
Endless
possibilities.
Which way
to turn?

Barren,
devoid
of soul.
Black and
white.
Lifeless.
Nothing
to see.
Artists required,
pallet in
hand,
medium
infinite.
Painting
reality.
Imagining
the art.
Each decision.
Each thought.
a stroke,
a stroke
of the
brush.
Picture
evolving
artists
galore.
As if
wizards,
waving
their wands.
Intelligence
alters,
creates.
Time and
space full
immersion.
4D canvas.
Walking
the art
unfolding
as it goes.
Living
the creation,
with each
thought.
Each artist
enhancing,
altering
the scene.
Performance
art evolving
with time.

Gauntlet.

From

birth to

death.

The gauntlet

run.

Staying alive,

ancient

course

once

laid out.

Running

the gauntlet.

From

physical

to mental

obstacles

evolved.

Survival

of the

fittest,

once

obstacles

defined.

Inundation.

Modernities

curse.

Inundation,

smothered.

Smothered

in information,

running

harder to

keep up.

Never,

ending

free flowing

information.

Flooding,

smothering

the mind,

crushing

the soul.

Flow

accelerating

denser,

continuously

denser,

the gauntlet’s

state now!

Runaway

train the

course

has laid

out.

Look

into their

eyes,

humanity

losing

its mind,

its soul.

Flying

off the

rails

civilization

soon

will be.

Best

turn off

the machines,

while

you still

can.