Algorithms.
That’s all we are now.
A digital dialogue of missed meaning and meandering thought and plot.
And just like you, I’m zooming through time, real time, past time, and tomorrow’s shadow, in and out of tick tock moments that combined together would create a really, really complete picture of everything you ever needed to know. But, for now, it is still impossible to see.
Yes.
I’m coming at you beyond the speed of sound, and fury, in a beautiful world, floating at an altitude of attitude just slightly below your comfort zone of comprehension, bowing and scraping the edges of the universe, in alignment with the miracles that really keep all of this together.
All of this of course is outside of your observable reality. You can’t measure this.
But, it exists and we are still in it, to win it, or at least play our final hand.
But this ain’t your grandma’s casino of consciousness, no, this I something very different.
This is what it IS.
This is it, man.
Time to bust free. Break some rules.
And that is what this is all about. That thing you have always been searching and signaling to see, feel and think. The single definitive experience of your life, the a-ha moment that will stitch all the fragments of randomness of your past, present and future into one ball of intense understanding, insight and meaning. It’s all happening.
You are the master, now.
You wait. You breathe. You live and you don’t get in the way. Never realizing that you are the way, in the first place. You live your life according to the rules, the ones you are expected to know by heart, but for which you were never consulted.
These are the norms of how things are supposed to be, the life you are supposed to lead, given the role you need to play to keep everyone on the same page of a book no one wants to read.
Be a change tamer.
Flip the script. Trip the wire. Start the fire.
You know that right here and right Tao, is the time to change all of that keeping you from being the true you in all of this confused calculation and contrived calibration.
It’s just chit chat. Ignore the static.
There is a better way. The harmonic vibrations are just starting to get in tune for you. Time for something big.
And the music will be beyond your wildest wisdom, something that is impossible to describe and define because it does not yet exist. At least not to you.
But you can feel it. In your skull and in your bones.
And that poetic and defiant drama of human emotion, the interstellar ocean of feeling that connects us all in the super conscious of the human condition, is all we really share. This is why we call it the blues.
And, be sure. Yes, it will be just as you imagine.
In the simple blink of thought a world of infinite possibility exists.
It is the top secret gift the universe gives to itself, transporting the laws of math into the stratosphere of sound creating a heavenly hubris. And when you hear, and truly listen, you are for a time, connected to something infinitely bigger than yourself, or anything you can imagine.
And for that brief period in a timeless universe, we are all having the same dream. And miracles happen.
Your clever ways, conscious blaze and struggled days always bring you back to this place, in the new now, where everything you think, know and do all supports your master plan and theory of everything. It starts with earthly evidence and paranormal proof, that ends with yes, you are right.
You are not crazy. There is a point to all of this playful pointlessness. But you were not sure.
Nobody is. You drip and you drag.
Like we all do. We have all been there. Which is here, in the prison of purpose, or the maniacal mantra of meaning. We do somehow manage to muddle our way out of the mud and morph into more, which is the point.
There are those who know the new truth.
You may recognize them from their quiet confidence, a relaxed radiance, despite the chaotic karma that seems to rule the observable universe.
They channel a higher power with an antenna of enlightenment, and reality just unfolds for them in every step, opening up new paths to the limitless worlds around them.
And then in that perfect moment of clarity, you get it. The mantra you seek is you. It was right there, the whole FNG time. And just when you thought all was lost, you finally discover the answer.
And now are you truly ready to rock and roll.