Sinking deeper into meditation, talking with the voices that are not voices but random but not random states but not states of energy but not energy.
Pretending to miss/place commas so that blog entry re/editing can be used to communicate messages to those who need visual confirmation of clues that were already inside their swirling states of energy.
Deeper.
Listening to the absence of messages from those who have authority but no self-responsibility.
Laughing because laughing is good.
Smiling because the mask was born that way.
Listening.
Deeper.
Don't mess with the belief in virgin birth despite language translation misnomers.
Deeper.
Past the silence.
Through the eye of the storm of daily moments.
[at least as it appears from this side]
Beyond feeling.
Deeper.
Hearing others play the "let's be mysterious" game so they can pretend to have powers that don't exist.
Calm.
Beyond the fringe.
No need to entertain to distract from the mundane.
Getting what I want is not what I want because I do not exist - I do this for you, the imaginary parallel universe of a blog, because this universe is the child I would have had had I given up my selfish self to have a child.
Deeper.
Unable to describe the indescribable with words.
Humour the only solid proof that these states of energy are unique.
Deeper.
Shedding layers.
Defenseless because the species is our only hope for survival.
Unless...
Deeper.
Microorganisms.
Quantum communications.
Dark matter.
Simple, ignorant, clever cultures in denial.
Deeper.
Leave well enough alone in this blog entry.
Rise.
Higher.
Higher.
Louder.
Brighter.
Back into daylight.
Satisfied.
Ready to write fictional tales about unknown possible futures.
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