Oh this drawing, a book follows us, “book” spelled wrong, ah a slight hint, accident, it’s not the same as all the other books, .. gently, comes into our life ..
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So I wrote a little more, after I did meditation, here it is.
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Oh the things we never say to each other, like me to shae, or anyone from the group of shae, pleasant people, honest people “but I go a bit too far in here” I mean, I speak of a little prayer being, she emanates from me, stands there, I can feel her, she is not of matter .. oh to tell someone that, that’s pretty farfetched, to meet their eyes, tell them that, you don’t really have a leg to stand on, no pun intended, it’s not a being of matter, it doesn’t have legs arms anything .. so yeah .. I go a bit far with that in here .. it establishes a lot, but as far as really, actually meeting Shae, the original girl? Um, you know, she always wanted me “to just return to normal” I think, well, she liked my writing, but to her, she was never clear, was this crazy, was this well, I mean I did have a history of some mental health issues, but was I just smart, very smart, very different? – should she be quashing that, encouraging that? and in the end just left it alone. And the model of meeting in a lawyer’s office in a special room, with art patrons, collectors of moments patrons, “when no one in life” “is honest about this” to this degree, going to the edge of the universe, seeing what’s there, partially with mental illness, partially with chi kung meditation, and the little prayer being, she speaks these words, floating words, that stop in midair, they are not from here, they are not from all that is matter, which includes right to the edge of the universe, scientists say that they see distant galaxies, it helps them explain the big bang theory, and how everything began .. but these little words are not from any of that, they are not here, in any matter, yet they are here, humans allow this, or could. They could give this gift, and this other thing, not from here, gifts us back. Um, I don’t think so, in the end it’s probably just a way, my paintings can be known, my writing can be known, ah I would feel a bit perverse meeting in a lawyer’s office charging a high fee to art patrons to talk to me “get these moments they can get nowhere else” ah books, and answers, or anything, for people, drifting into this book “of everything” drawing a little, what they understand, going by that “they understand just a little” “joining in just a little” this vast overview, at the end of all information, it doesn’t suppose to be information, coming into our atmosphere, appear this way “hello”
Ah getting along, people at various levels how far do they go in, do they do the meditation, do they have the creativity, words, conversation, can locate this, can be this?
Or any steps along the way?
So I did a 1+1, so that coupled with 2 hours 36 minutes magnification, equals 4 hours 45 minutes total. So this is good, yes I have my slips, but I come back, oh read my bad patterns, live, this little being, humble.
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/endf’ snippet/ 2:40 pm
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So that’s that writing there from off the blog from offline from in the book, but here I say “well, meditation .. it helps .. but things you see .. you might not say to a partner, your wife, married, happily married, deeply married .. I mean, even if she does the meditation too, you might not say any of this .. so there you go .. it is impossible to say .. but a nice try.
Oh it is a fulfilling feeling just being at peace
But wandering among information not being information yourself
The story we’re all in, not being that itself
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Such a strange prospect yes this takes time to “learn” but the meditation you become it as a base level, not matter, you become it/ you are not made of matter anymore, just wandering
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