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The professesor explained if you knew the math it wouldbe crystal clearr the wave function squared, which gives you the ability to find your self, greek word logos, self, seek that first. Rule that as well as you may imagine, own your self, know thyself, samesym, seems right to thine own self, be true let it be, come and see, we did win the peace. defining the undefined terms we use idly, like quantum mechanics, observer authority idea translation into words left filled with the meaning held when the heaviest thinkers in all time, used them. Right? Many worlds or many mansions, which is more dificult to comprehend? -- I say light is its own medium, that's the message. curvature into a klien bottle shaped bubble, limited by words powered to convey the idea of absoulute nothing, outer darkness-like state of neveverbeen, beyond, this inner edge, this boundary of words, beyond here, non sense, not chaos, mere wordless ever yet possible more, life, and that, more abundant. If one can put it into words.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:51 PM UTC
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The professesor explained if you knew the math it wouldbe crystal clearr the wave function squared, which gives you the ability to find your self, greek word logos, self, seek that first. Rule that as well as you may imagine, own your self, know thyself, samesym, seems right to thine own self, be true let it be, come and see, we did win the peace. defining the undefined terms we use idly, like quantum mechanics, observer authority idea translation into words left filled with the meaning held when the heaviest thinkers in all time, used them. Right? Many worlds or many mansions, which is more dificult to comprehend? -- I say light is its own medium, that's the message. curvature into a klien bottle shaped bubble, limited by words powered to convey the idea of absoulute nothing, outer darkness-like state of neveverbeen, beyond, this inner edge, this boundary of words, beyond here, non sense, not chaos, mere wordless ever yet possible more, life, and that, more abundant. If one can put it into words.
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kenpepiton
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:51 PM UTC
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