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That Figures

admin — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 23:14:35 +0000

As the figures dance about like trees of absolution in a wind that never rests new discoveries emerge from a mist that is receding with every step on the ladder of success. New relationships evolve and die just like the nature we have been afforded with and as time holds its sway new pockets of truth burst into life and start breathing with a temporary existence. The figures I speak about are the numbers on a lottery ticket but this is no money game, it holds a jackpot more precious than gold. When this jackpot is won carbon based life will never be in the reality it is caught in at present fabricated space time, but be a new continuum of joy and happiness without the bars of distrust and hatred. Then and only then can we venture to new celestial satellites of ultimate evolved states of existence to find new avenues of curiosity be fulfilled with pleasures beyond carbon based neurological understanding. Then the play will change forever and the ghosts will be vanquished, new rainbows will give way and Dorothy definitely wont be in her home town any more. The figures I speak about will disappear into insignificance and the history books will change forever till the carousel is reignited and reset, then who knows what path will be taken.

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Future

admin — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 17:40:59 +0000

Metaphysical action reaches heights unpronounced in carbon based language and new rules are absorbed from the life forms born in the realm of space between space. The data is raw and can only be processed in a soup of celestial reality beyond our own so humanity is in turmoil as the new rules are absorbed but misunderstood. New science must be instigated to find processing power that can achieve these new imperial suits of understanding. This can only be done with the help of the existence of a superpower beyond our cradle of life and ongoing struggle to achieve new prowess and God like success. So the maze of cosmological puzzle solving finds a piece that has no home in our own picture of understanding and the only figure that can help is lost to us in other celestial realities and other formulas of cosmological transport. Lifeforms of evolution beyond our own state of existence have their own rules and language that humanity struggle to find in their minds eye so what do we look for in order to discover this fresh pasture and new language of ideas. Just continue the quest to look for new plays and novels of life changing phenomena and all will be revealed to the trustworthy and ultimate energy giving biological vehicles of carousel spinning attributes of success. Maybe then the ladder of fulfilment will be climbed that little bit higher and on a rung that has not been negotiated before, until now.

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Streams

admin — Mon, 26 Dec 2011 02:32:27 +0000

As the projector flickers new particles of truth unfold like a rainbow of trust and solitude. The sky changes colour from a blue to a nightmarish black and the thunder can be heard in the realm of Gods and angels which awakens the lion that is guarding the key to the carousel of success. The streams in the imagination of the projector start to overflow and the flickering gets more pronounced, new dimensions come into being and the life forms locked in other landscapes of cosmology bliss come into view as a cohesive whole becomes the norm. New colours dance back and forth through the ether and the seasons of cosmological instigation become obsolete. The merry go round starts to speed up and this time the mixed soup of life forms are transfixed on this new form of reality. As the king of the cosmological landscape takes up his position in a contest with the aforementioned lion the key glows like embers of truth and the dissected rainbow dances to the flicker of the 6th dimensional projector. Suddenly the fish tank of home being means nothing as nature seems to take second place in this new slate of progressive action and the key is torn from the lion like a thief would steal your last breath. The projector stills and the ghosts of nature fall back into their resting state as cosmological bliss takes hold on the situation. The landscape of cosmological instigation starts to settle as lifeforms return to there usual home in the fish tank they reside in. The rainbow becomes whole again and the projector starts to function like a fresh gift of thanksgiving leaving all the enemies at the gate of hell to await their judgement. This time the war is averted but the lion is on the prowl and time waits for nobody not even the spirits of the upper realm of Gods. So be careful what you wish for.

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Lakes

admin — Sat, 05 Nov 2011 23:43:14 +0000

As the jigsaw pieces float around the lake of dreams new ripples cause the etched time frame to fluctuate thus it is not absolute. It is a cultural construct that mankind has put in place to make sense of the mirage we are nestled in and changes are just a flicker on the candle of thanksgiving that is guarded by the angels of illusion with a projector that never wears out due to a 6th dimensional origin. Thus the creature is tame till the cancer spreads like universal Armageddon, then the war starts and the host is no push over as its advanced intellect has consequences for us all. The cells die the light fades but this is just one outcome in numerous infinities of negotiated roads that one day will return to their starting destination for a second try at the blackboard of life and existence. Time never waits but it can be reset in the uniform play of instigated freedom and thus God is of flesh and bound by the same laws that govern biological execution, so praying will do us no good or will it? It will help us make decisions due to a hallucination of comfort in a neurological process of overwhelming peace and solitude. Hope lives in us all it just has to be mined like Gold in the ultimate rush and when we find it nothing can cause us to loose our footing on the ripples that rock our own personal lakes and jigsaw puzzles of life long stories and novels.

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Suits

admin — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 15:02:31 +0000

As the suits of unrest cause ripples in the celestial soup of existence new stones are recovered causing their origin to be revealed. The origin is a milestone that carbon based life is trying to achieve with a blind fold that is hiding our senses from the truth of fabricated reality. So the illusion is our own perception of the celestial play that is causing a view that is obscure and not the wiring under the board. True reality can only be seen by the angels that are pure in heart and not part of the carousel of augmented solitude thus our goal is to break free from the chains of social and cultural participation and see a new light in the aptitude of extra planes of success and independence. Only then can the horizon be pulled in by the crane of intellectual processes and new footholds reached in the cliff of acceptance thus a new age revealed that will see with a pure heart like the angels we speak about in literature and dream about in collective cognition. Then and only then can the dice be discarded and the casino destroyed in the hope of a new age of god like prowess that will see us all salute the ranks of history, present and future cosmological processes of unspeakable riches and spirit like wealth. But then the goal moves on and new sports adhered too that will see competition like the amoebas of evolution but this time will we grow legs or be lost in the black sea of stillness like a rock of unchanging attributes and an eternal prison term, only time will tell.

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Hallucinations

admin — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 07:30:03 +0000

As the hallucinations cause celestial reality to take steps beyond the dimensional type the parallel cosmological procedure disappears causing unrest in the ether world. All this causes the agents of evolution to take a rest with a job disabled from true reality opening the doors for the beast of flesh and lust and taking a turn through the maze of progress that leads to a dead end. The spirits of truth awaken from there coma due to the ringing of the alarm clock of devastation and negative attributes causing a war between the two factions. Then the fireworks cause the black sea of change to fluctuate between states of success and failure following the rules of the gambling dice of the casino of life. As the play continues to accelerate out of control new celestial phenomena burst into view and these are recorded by the gods of solace for the history books of existence. Then the dead end in the maze of life is destroyed and a new pathway through is revealed by the angels of the spiritual realm of gods causing the success of existence to be attainable. The agents of flesh and lust are overcome and a new day rises from the dust of death and distruction causing the rainbow of truth to be seen by all involved and now peace gets a foothold in the cosmological landscape of justice just as it should do.

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Just

admin — Sat, 16 Jul 2011 19:48:08 +0000

As the branches of success grow due to a successfully negotiated maze new attributes are attained and dissected like a rainbows true colour. The play continues to unfold and the story is just the beginning of a relationship made in heaven as the spirits awaken from their state of rest. The ether is filled with a ghost of the big bang that migrates back and forth to the beat of celestial mechanics and the disco never ends till the final dancer is exhausted from the progress that has been negotiated and drove through. Then the branches shoot new flowers with a scent that leaves its mark on the black sea of change and the rainbows are disected as the play takes a new turn that causes peace in the imperial state of flux. Finally war is over and astrobiology causes us to change our perception of what we are in this new branch of mystery which is seated in a new reality attained from a metaphorical hand shake. Then the story takes a different route and the tree shakes with antisipation of a freindship made in the heavens of tranquility and just.

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Attractor

admin — Sat, 18 Jun 2011 12:55:33 +0000

As the attractor causes the laws that govern our universe to take on a new shape of reality carbon based life has no option but to evolve alongside this new dwell point. The shape morphs like a piece of clay beyond the imagination we are manifested with but hope resides in astrobiology that will be discovered further along the time dimension. A new world of possibilities will be put on the plate of dreams and carbon based life needs to get ready for this transcendence of state with eyes wide open. Thus a new hope will be unwrapped from this gift of absolution and the laws of celestial reality will be like an old record with fond memories but a memory we can only see through non linear processing. Projector hallucinations will not be required for the new laws thus theory will take a back seat and the only fruit will be enjoyment beyond belief and success will no longer be a necessity. The play of life will be taken on a ride that will put alton towers to shame and the stop sign will not be shown until God thinks it is required but this will be on a road like no other and once the stop sign is reached a state of flux will take hold and thus the story begins once again.

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Brane

admin — Tue, 24 May 2011 18:26:26 +0000

As metaphysical reach causes new variables to be attained by carbon based life the curtain fluctuates up and down. The only hope is to see the wiring under the board by opening a channel to the crimson heaven and listening for a voice of tranquility and justice. Only then can the curtain be discarded from the scene and the new horizon seen like the final play of serenity. Thus the game is not over and never will be till the final life is used up and just like Sega a new game is put in place to keep the entertainment flowing like a river in abundance. So the carousel keeps turning and the pulsars keep winking but the true reality is not for humanity to decide but for the angels of solace as their magnifying glass points in our direction with a comfort that can only be seen through neurological processes of the dimensional variety. There is no 6th dimensional brane but a life-form far superior to that of our own that channels thoughts through the ether and into our little cradle of life that we like to be called Earth, but it is time we left our crib and venture to the stars in search of further evolution and this time Google can’t help we just need to rely on instinct and adventure.

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Rainbow

admin — Tue, 10 May 2011 19:41:31 +0000

As the tidal sea of change fluctuates like a candle in the wind new rainbows are gathered and dissected to reveal their true colours. The colours leave their mark on the imperial fabric, woven in like a garment worn for the better of this new land of posterity. Thus the fields are like pieces of a puzzle waiting to be put in place using a crane of energy and precision causing new horizons to give way and new mountains to be conquered. Giants are no match for this process thus they don’t hold their sway in this new found land, the only enemy is ourselves, if we leave the gate open for distrust and hatred the only direction on the compass is south. So with that in mind raise your spirits with the satisfaction that all will be revealed to the faithful and this passing is like a candle but the wind will not always be around. As for the wax it will be in abundance as death disappears like a magicians ultimate trick and for this event the audience can take part. So as once promised by the angels eternity is but a step on the ladder of success and opportunity with the rainbows to thank for this newly opened gift of life and prosperity.

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