Tuesday, June 21, 2011

the purity of cycles

I don't need to say anything more than that but it is bubbling up within.

With everything going on that we are being made aware of, today
something just tips the balance.
Something happens that makes me say - whoa - wow- gosh and shit.

A plane crashes in Russia.
44 passengers dead.
Upon reading that the first question that arose has to be
"who was on that plane?"
Sure enough three hours later we are told about the astonishing
co-incidence of there being two top nuclear engineers on board.

I have never thought of a third world war.
I thought it would just be the imperialist nations continuing to blitz
whoever they felt like with no one opposing their actions. 
And this has carried on for an agonizingly long time.
The perpetual appeasement.
The perpetual speaking out against the acts of war and yet enabling
their continuation by the lack of action taken.


Yet you cannot continue to watch the attacks by the nwo once your
own nation is attacked.  I somehow imagine that in the passages of power
honest men (oxymoron) must be paling at the information coming to light
in view of the events unpanning.

The empired states is reeling with so many disasters and yet continues to
make money on wars elsewhere.  
I who will normally manage to find some point of comfort somewhere, at this moment
in time I find none.  Not one.

And so once again I am forced to go within.
The outside has exploded.  It is just for the shrapnel to start flying.
What an astonishing time to be alive.
It is completely beyond imagination.

Whilst man is pushing buttons, and manipulating what can be manipulated -
the cycles, with the innate intelligence, unfold, unveil. release what they contain
and the next cycle begins.
No agenda other than clarity.
No purpose other than a close return to singularity.
The manifest arising from the emptiness,
the manifest dissolving again.

Brahma waking up,  and blinking his eye, contains earths history.
So dramatic and extreme and yet not even a day for Brahma.