The web-structure of our world is stream-lined to a blazing Supra-intilligence. An all-orchestrating fusion of self-alighed particles engaged to a slow-revolving cosmic, ever-evolving dance: "Life."
Through, the in-dwelling force of will, and visualization, those in-tune with the light-essence, sacred order, of the universe can turn any desire to reality. Each thought-ray, is a neucleus of super-dazzling quantums of light-beams.
Self-belief, re-aligns these motes of light and sound-waves that flow un-impeded through stellar and inter-stellar space. Solidifying the un-seen inner intangible into outer tangible, reality.
Dr. Einstein's insight aids immeasurably in connecting me instantly with your mind frequency: "The most beautiful thing we can experience is the musterious. It is the source of all true art and science."
Mull in mind to eschew that the so-called un-known, already "knows" all. To call it un-known is a misnomer. View, instead the limited known as a pre-faculty to asscees wisdom and light from all-knowing, un-known. The faculties making up the myopic known are a pin-head before the un-seen. So readily we refer to the known to encompass, all.It holds not even a fraction of what already resides in the un-known.
Ultimately, we may even find, that what cannot be knowm, is infinitely more revealing than all that we know. The known is a speck-like star-ship, docked to the infinity-gazing Mother Galaxy of the "un-known." Yet, from the limited dimensions of the known we must continue to seek the un-known. This thought hit me with the sharpness of a thunder-clap. What lies, just beyond, the threshold of the un-familiar urges, and beckons you to re-discover. This must not be confused with being, "out-of-sight."atahrough an adrent inquisitive and all-dold search beyond the luxury of those all-too-familiar self-limiting pastures an all-bold search to the un-known, will make some of its well-kept secrets, known.
The poet-philosopher Novalis left us this intriguing, provocative, absolutely mind-bending, thought: "All that's visible clings to the invisible, the audible to the inaudible; the tangible to the intangible; perhaps, the thinkable to the un-thinkable."I wonder if Uri Geller is reading these thoughts. Spoon-twisting, and fork-bending, doubtless, is possible by the steady application of thought's kinetic energy.Yet, more crucial realms call out and need to be altered. Recognized, and used for the forward sacred progress of mankind.
To twist or contort spoons is one thing. To exert, instead, a benificial influence and re-align consciousness to something far more altruistic, is what i stress. Pre-conceived limitation, in thought, is an area which must be given a long, hard second look. On worthier, and higher-minded pursuits must, we steadily focus our combined mental gaze.
Let not the superior-most interior-dwelling resources be frittered, frivilously, on the mundane. Turn Novalis's thought which way you like, on the kaleidoscope of consciousness and it reflects unfathomed possibliities. Beyond anything, the un-known aticulates, elucidates the un-spoken. Views the un-seen. Listens-in to the un-heard.Out of the deeper silence, emerges a small voice. You hear and intuit what is applicalble and suitable ONLY to you.You, step into a self-sown, wild-growing, self-perpetuating field of consciousness.
Where self-aware-ness blooms. As you kneel to inhale deep the fragrance of a single purple-hued flower, a wave-crest of deja vu brings you back to your subtlest Higher Sense: Every single one of those sea of flowers your are immersed in "are" "thought-blooms" you once tended in the not-so-distant past ...
In a self-sown field of awareness such as this we stroll, happily-ever-after...
Cyrus Jehangir Sataravalla
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