Biblical

And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,

speak unto the children of Israel, and say unto them,

If any man’s wife go aside, and commit a trespass against him, and a man lie with her carnally, and it be hid from the eyes of her husband, and be kept close, and she be defiled, and there be no witness against her, neither she be taken with the manner; And the spirit of jealousy come upon him, and he be jealous of his wife, and she be defiled: or if the spirit of jealousy come upon him, and he be jealous of his wife, and she be not defiled:

Then shall the man bring his wife unto the priest,

and he shall bring her offering for her,

the tenth part of an ephah of barley meal;

he shall pour no oil upon it, nor put frankincense thereon; for it is an offering of jealousy,

an offering of memorial, bringing iniquity to remembrance. And the priest shall bring her near, and set her before the LORD: And the priest shall take holy water in an earthen vessel; and of the dust that is in the floor of the tabernacle the priest shall take, and put it into the water: And the priest shall set the woman before the LORD, and uncover the woman’s head, and put the offering of memorial in her hands, which is the jealousy offering: and the priest shall have in his hand the bitter water that causeth the curse: And the priest shall charge her by an oath, and say unto the woman,

If no man have lain with thee, and if thou hast not gone aside to uncleanness with another instead of thy husband, be thou free from this bitter water that causeth the curse:

But if thou hast gone aside to another instead of thy husband, and if thou be

defiled,

and some man have lain with thee beside thine husband:

Then the priest shall charge the woman with an oath of cursing,

and the priest shall say unto the woman, The LORD make thee a curse and an oath among thy people, when the LORD doth make thy thigh to rot, and

thy belly to swell;

And this water that causeth the curse shall go

into thy bowels, to make thy belly to swell, and thy thigh to rot: And the woman shall say, Amen, amen. And the priest shall write these curses in a book, and he shall blot them out with the bitter water: And he shall cause the woman to drink the bitter water that causeth the curse: and the water that causeth the curse shall enter into her, and become bitter. Then the priest shall take the jealousy offering out of the woman’s hand, and shall wave the offering before the LORD, and offer it upon the altar: And the priest shall take an handful of the offering, even the memorial thereof, and burn it upon the altar, and afterward shall cause the woman to drink the water. And when he hath made her to drink the water, then it shall come to pass, that, if she be defiled, and have done trespass against her husband, that the water that causeth the curse shall enter into her, and become bitter, and her belly shall swell, and her thigh shall rot: and the woman shall be a curse among her people. And if the woman be not defiled, but be clean; then she shall be free, and shall conceive seed. This is the law of jealousies, when a wife goeth aside to another instead of her husband, and is defiled; Or when the spirit of jealousy cometh upon him, and he be jealous over his wife, and shall set the woman before the LORD, and the priest shall execute upon her all this law. Then shall the man be guiltless from iniquity, and this woman shall bear her iniquity.

“Ask all the questions that have never been answered and
Answer all the questions that have never been asked.”

Anatomy 1

My cold beating heart is superior to the puffy brown liver, wth a quiet quiver my midsection materializes
The stomach is inferior to the lungs of whos actual size is impressive once you realize
My brain pours love out to the people through peepholes
My brain is anterior to the posterior of my skull
Split the blunt in two, the guts are medial to the swisher
When the smoke clears lateral to my body,
My knowledge base is intermediate between genious and beginner
My thoughts are ipsilateral to my homies thoughts
Anybody who says cronie ain’t my homie
My thoughts are contralateral to mitt Romney he’s a fool
Right now my bare feet are proximal to the wave pool

My wrist is distal to my shoulder,
As I’m three minutes older
Skin veins prickle, they are superficial to my cold beating heart
And my cold, beating heart is deep to the skin of my warm chest that
I’m beating.

Welcome to my Diary.

Main Entry:
di·a·ry
Pronunciation:
\ˈdī-(ə-)rē\
Function:
noun
Inflected Form(s):
plural di·a·ries
Etymology:
Latin diarium, from dies day — more at deity
Date:
1581
1: a record of events, transactions, or observations kept daily or at frequent intervals : journal; especially : a daily record of personal activities, reflections, or feelings2: a book intended or used for a diary


My largest problem has been my inability to shift my focus into the "material" level of life…half in a dream state, half out...I couldn’t achieve greatness then because perfection requires a deep understanding of the basics, the lowest level, the elemental stages….I didn’t go to elementary skool!! I skipped the structure stage and went straight to the mind….yet I didn’t know that I was running a race with no shoes, until now.
In fact, I was great at building lego sets and putting toys together…but I always had instructions…you know, directions from the manufacturer…
The creator of the toys always wrote down directions for building a certain scene and included it with the lego’s…
So I just followed the “easy-to-read” instructions, which included images...and numbers…and I always built it right….
Then I knew how to build certain things, and I could modify those however I wanted, putting my twist on the design…
I’m really good at designing, modifying, and enhancing….
I haven’t been so good with the basic element, which my mind doesn’t know right now because it hasn’t been focused there.
So now I know.

Q&A

From Time Magazine, 2007: “The Hard Problem, on the other hand, is why it feels like something to have a conscious process going on in one's head--why there is first-person, subjective experience. Not only does a green thing look different from a red thing, remind us of other green things and inspire us to say, "That's green" (the Easy Problem), but it also actually looks green: it produces an experience of sheer greenness that isn't reducible to anything else. As Louis Armstrong said in response to a request to define jazz, "When you got to ask what it is, you never get to know."
The Hard Problem is explaining how subjective experience arises from neural computation. The problem is hard because no one knows what a solution might look like or even whether it is a genuine scientific problem in the first place. And not surprisingly, everyone agrees that the hard problem (if it is a problem) remains a mystery."

-RESPONSE-

Here the author is obviously using his “I” to answer the question, and all his I knows is what it knows, which in this case, is not shit. Louis Armstrong was a genious. If you got to ask what consciousness is, then you’ll never get to know, cuz getting to know requires that you experience what you want to know. Aside from the obsessively extensive mechanical mapping of the entire human body by millions of humans, it has become evident to even these crackheads that there is driver, an invisible part of us, who controls the brain, programming the body. This part in us is using the “nerve Center” to direct and order the appendages and reflexes.
This part, the mind, is an energy-structuring processing unifier, blindingly fast, working quickly to process each bit of information, splitting the waves into two and reconnecting them. Science does not like to admit that there is a brain, and there is a mind. They don’t want to discuss the fact that maybe nothing is created in the brain at all, maybe the information packages are sent to a “cosmic” antennae, in our heads, where the brain unfolds or processes it, and the consciousness gets to experience the information through the body.
If this is somewhat true, than here is a big missing link in the average Human Intelligence.
For those millions of people trapped drowning in cesspools of the Sense-Brain “World”, and those millions of others driven by the unconscious Mind-Memory intelligence function, the World can be a terrible, scary place.
99% of the entertainment, sports, business, war, prison, drug lord, health politics and science venues of today will become obsolete because of one simple variable.
Humans have, for centuries, abandoned their true nature.
As consciousness experiencing the sense-brain universe through the mind-memory interface,
We forgot who we were!
We were trapped on one thought planet in our mental universe, crying on earth when the whole galaxy is waiting expectantly with jewels of light.

You know what you are?

You are one of many.
You are a part of a whole.
You are energy experiencing energy.
You are consciousness experiencing form.
You are pure love, bitter hate, and passionate desire.
You are either in your body's reality, which is real,
or you are in your minds reality, which is not "real",
or you are in your consciousness reality,
and you have access to every solution for every formula,
every key to every lock
every answer to every question.



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Moving Pictures

Each Moment is A Mystery.
Color the Air with your Attitude.
Escape the sewers of the Mind.
Join in Mother God's Dance.
Breathe her Essence.
Construct fresh formula's.
The last moment is history
The next moment is predictable.
Robots are predictable and programmed
fbi spies feed the media images
straight down from the top
corporate rain, gem games, lawyer lyrics
formed by capitalistic creations,
traced from the mind, copied from conception
to immaculate deception, election on the go monkey
masters erections grow frustrations shrink
shrunken heads electronic
robotic wave robots driven by the autonomic
systematic acrobatic sentence structure filling holes
avoiding trouble like lepracy, the first impression is
what leads to a legacy....

afterPath

Fear is a feeling
It happens where love
does, in your stomach
And it spreads like
Love does, when I’m scared
I don’t know it, I’m too good
At not showing it
Why should I ever be afraid,
I introspect, but I am now more than ever
Fear is a feeling
Face twisted, shoved in concrete
Skin flakes off, lost to the soles
Of people walking by the next day,
The night before, on that very same street
A young man was arrested and brutally beaten
Yet no one knows what sticks to their souls
Fear is a feeling
Deep in the pit
Quick as a rattlesnake
But with far less warning
Morning evening, pre-cognitive
While breathing
Fear is a feeling
It drives me crazy
I know I’m afraid
Yet I can’t see me
I know what scares me
Yet I can’t believe it
I know what scares you
Because you don’t want me see it.

2

I'm within myself, yet
I am two parts
Left middle right perfectly
centered, equal forces feeling
outwards sequence data peeling
forwards one image two
eyes I stare through
twin bubbles simultaeneously contemptoraneous
Two legs, one direction
My legs are as
seperated hovercrafts, force pressure
Two ears, one sound
My ears are as
drums mind gagging, purging
Everything is found within
itself observer of observed
the eternal conundrum Yin-
Yang of the light
darkened night, two hands
dancing amidst black and white
The keys unlock melodies
as my spine remains tingling
In the midst hydrogen
bound to oxygen, vitally
combined, the alchemist may be
sublime elixers mixed with
a melting motion
One
Plus
One
Out of two a birth
of something new
I am this reality, Yet I am
that reality
everywhere at once
Yet nowhere at all
It doesn’t make sense
Because sense is already made
feminine and masculine,
blade of a knife up and down,
waves
particles
Inhibitors which kill and hide
life Exciters instigating
breath from birth to death my temple
has a secret,
The secret is clear
the answer
to your temple is two
And love is not to fear