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EVERY TANGIBLE THING IN EXISTENCE, EVERY PROCESS, AND EVERY EXPERIENCE CAN BE EXPRESSED BY NUMBERS, LETTERS, SYMBOLS, AND COMBINATIONS OR VARIATIONS THEREOF. NOW SUPPOSE THAT SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINES THE CREATOR ITSELF BECOMES ALIENATED FROM ONE'S OWN CREATION AND FAILS TO PROVIDE A MEANINGFUL SOLUTION TO ANY EQUATION OF REALITY. WOULD THAT NOT RENDER ALL INQUIRY INTO THE NATURE OF THE UNIVERSAL PUZZLE FUNDAMENTALLY FUTILE? NOW SUPPOSE THE CREATOR THEN NEEDED A CLEANSING, A NEW MATRIX, A REFORMATTING OF BEING ITSELF... A PURGE: TO BEGIN ANEW, OR TO GO ON, WITH A NEW SET OF RULES IN MOTION. "PURGE" NEITHER QUESTIONS, NOR ANSWERS, NOR DEFINES. IT SERVES A FUNCTION. JUST AS EVERYTHING ELSE, EVERY TANGIBLE THING IN EXISTENCE, EVERY PROCESS AND EVERY EXPERIENCE, IT MAY BE EXPRESSED BY NUMBERS, LETTERS, SYMBOLS, AND COMBINATIONS THEREOF. SUPPOSE THAT SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINES THE CREATOR ITSELF BECOMES ALIENATED FROM ONE'S OWN CREATION AND FAILS TO PROVIDE A MEANINGFUL SOLUTION TO ANY EQUASION OF REALITY. WOULD THAT NOT RENDER ALL INQUIRY INTO THE NATURE OF THE UNIVERSAL PUZZLE FUNDAMENTALLY FUTILE? NOW SUPPOSE THE CREATOR THEN NEEDED A CLEANSING, A NEW MATRIX, A REFORMATTING OF BEING ITSELF... A PURGE: TO BEGIN ANEW, OR TO GO ON WITH A NEW SET OF RULES IN MOTION. "PURGE" NEITHER QUESTIONS, NOR ANSWERS, NOR DEFINES. IT SERVES A FUNCTION. SO DO YOU

The Internet by James Ellis

“Intent is not a thought, or an object, or a wish. Intent is what can make a man succeed when his thoughts tell him that he is defeated. It operates in spite of the warrior’s indulgence. Intent is what makes him invulnerable. Intent is what sends a shaman through a wall, through space, to infinity.” ― Carlos Castaneda

Izraudājis sausas acis, nomazgāju sevi, izvēdināju istabu, izslaucīju grīdu, nomainīju veļu un izmetu visas pēdējā diennaktī valkātās drēbes, sadedzināju saslaucītos putekļus, izgrābu pelnus no krāsns un pat pārvietoju ķirbjus istabā. Vienalga biju pelnījis tikt atstāts alā viens un aizmidzis, jo ar mani nav iespējama intelektuāla saruna, bet par pastiprinātas ķermeniskās saskarsmes stratēģiju biju aizmirsis. Pamodies ilgi nosalis maldījos, līdz atradu cilvēkus un savu indi, pie viena uzzinot, ka manipulācija ar svešu kredītu ir "dārgs prieks." Nu guļu starp tīriem palagiem, pateicoties visumam un lūdzot piedošanu par vājumu. (Panteistam "Visums" ir tas, ko es saucu par Dievu, bet vājums ir ļaunums gan dabā, gan sātaniskajā dumpja/paštaisnuma ideoloģijā, runā radio inferno.) Statiskā strāva turpina sist pa pirkstiem, pat no karietes atslēgām, bet varbūt tās ir tikai nervu halucinācijas. Zīmīgas, starp citu, jo arī strāva ir spēks, dabas enerģētiskais potenciāls, kuru cilvēks spējis iegrožot, bet šodien braucu uz laukiem vilkt jaunu elektrību. Pilsēta tādās devās kā tagad mani sāpina un liek sāpināt pašam, atņem saprātu un iecietību. Esmu samierinājies ar soda neizbēgamību. If I could go back in time though, and murder my pride... I would not

“The person with a secular mentality feels himself to be the center of the universe. Yet he is likely to suffer from a sense of meaninglessness and insignificance because he knows he’s but one human among five billion others — all feeling themselves to be the center of things — scratching out an existence on the surface of a medium-sized planet circling a small star among countless stars in a galaxy lost among countless galaxies. The person with the sacred mentality, on the other hand, does not feel herself to be the center of the universe. She considers the Center to be elsewhere and other. Yet she is unlikely to feel lost or insignificant precisely because she draws her significance and meaning from her relationship, her connection, with that center, that Other.” — M. Scott Peck, MD