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There is no such thing as touch [in the cosmic realm]?I was in a world where attentiveness was shared and one could not have full attention to driving if it did not have my full attention as well.

Nov. 26 2020 It's never too late to reinvent yourself

"What dost thou hath?"

As I showed Johnny my room and the game I had been working on in his quick visit to drop of thanksgiving food, I had the feeling that we were both young again wash over me momentarily.

You shouldn't try to save time. Try to be as efficient as possible with your time, but attempting to save time makes things unbalanced. Remember, some time saved now is usually some time spent later

If you believe there is a time and place for everything, then you will always be searching for the time and place. Believe instead the time and place is now, and it is right.

The main perception that is mutable by perceptions that come into contact with it

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Agape is not philia, brotherly love, or philautia (self-love)

From hereon, it is my belief that there is more to it.... As I sat there on the bus and accept my fate of not saying that thing I wanted to say to the beautiful lady in front of me, "You are unbelievably beautiful," I at the same time look out the window to my left as we are passing a large cross placed against a wall next to a bus stop just off Alta and Rainbow. I told myself to let it go, as I had missed my chance to resonate with her beauty with just a simple gesture she made to look out the window to her left, showing that she indeed had both headphones in. I did feel the presence of her interest in just the contact of her eyes before she sat in front of me, and while that interest and my intention to woo her with a simple statement faded quickly, I have faith that I might see her again either in flesh or in another person with whom shares the same type of presence. 

I've been wondering what I might do with my belief system and the heaven's above. This experience has brought me insight on the idea of faith and worship. When Jesus died on that cross, he asked his father to forgive us, for we do not know what we do. He was not feeling pain, he was feeling love for his children, because he knew we could not understand what he was. He knew that we were not ready to understand the ultimate love and ultimate forgiveness of which heals all ailments and grants one the ability to walk on water. He showed us mankind's inclination to prosecute and fear that which they do not understand. This, the ultimate forgiveness and ultimate love in Jesus to forgive his killers and love them for their 'ignorance'. 

So, worship is found in Christ as he embodies the spirit of humanity, and each human is sought to be forgiven and loved unconditionally by the example of Christ. We find belief in one God to rule them all in this example, and we find the deities in polytheism under him and expressed in the deeds of humanity. 

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You were born into an evolutionary chain that says your lifespan is affected by the foods you eat, substances you ingest, lifestyle habits, etc. What if one part of our consciousness were altered in such a way, such as DNA modification or neural pathway creation, that we entered into a new evolutionary chain that reverses aging or keeps us alive for millennia? Could we create a physiological essence that needs only the energy that surrounds it to thrive and live without constriction of age or the body as a mortal coil? Are not we but electromagnetic constructs in a bath of ultraviolet radiation twisted among our frequencies?

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A difference between myself and others?... I don't seek validation for the things I say. 

In this world of indifference, you might find yourself becoming the things you said you would never be, or you might find that you've been those things all along. Overall, it may be best to hold your tongue or at least use it sparingly. Everyone has an opinion, and there are so many of them that I often wonder why people have them in the first place. What do others crave so much more than I do that they must speak and be heard, that they must express to find meaning somewhere in the things they say? What's the end goal? Is it just ambience of the self, or do they seek to find that frequency that awakens the inner potential of another? 

It feels like we might be prisoners to the things that we say, so we hold onto the words as if they were the essence of our being. They bring us presence in the form of light conversations, but that presence might soon drift away in the day-to-day. One might find new presence behind greater ideals or stronger philosophies as they grow, and original foundations of reasonings become deconstructed and rebuilt.

Actions are equal to words. In life, it is 50/50.

Actions speak louder than words, sometimes, and words can do more than actions other times. At times actions can be loud and at times they can be quiet. Reading is one of our quieter activities while the drums are the louder task. Leaders or teachers meant to instruct have their words heard above others while one must whisper when the baby is sleeping or they're in the library. 

You don't need any amount of force, but just sound alone, to cause an avalanche, while you might find it hard to do so with actual force. 

You need actions and words timely placed with thoughts as the mediator.

It's your fault, it's my fault, it's all our faults. We share in the blame. His and her pain is not yours, but their pain is shared in commiseration with the glass and the neighborhood of the self described as a Hive. A thief steals because he has less. Psychos are usually pretentious and ask for more.

Death is the closest to the real thing, meaning that you were never alive in the first place and this is the afterlife. So death and life, they may not exist, only the intangible construct of consciousness.

Do you truly have to study the work of others to understand philosophy within yourself? Who gave me these words that I use to describe, explain, justify, paint a picture? 

When I felt her reach out to me and saw her in my mind's eye, my heart felt an immense warmth I've never felt before as the neon-painted dimension she resided in filled my sight. I wish I would have taken her offer to stay with her in that dimension - my heart gushing with warmth. I was scared and taken aback by my roommates and the fear of losing myself to the hands of death. I cannot live with this regret though, I must hope that the feeling of peace and love she let me feel will be there in my heart one day again.

I had the chance to leave some time to do something afterwards at the moment and I realized my love for you and your life at stake as well.

Your past is written on your face and in your eyes. 

We will always live with this sense of instability or 'unsurity' even when the most decisive, because life itself is not a decisive thing.

Our eyes absorb light - why wouldn't we be able to redirect that light?...

The only thing that matters is challenging oneself to dream. People who say not to dream are just challenging the status quo.

The coincidences are supposed to keep you wondering, questioning, confused? It makes things interesting.

Who's to say that I don't mean what I say and say what I mean now with the expectancy that what I say now could completely change due to unforeseen circumstances or unaccounted variables?