All of Us

RT that is doable now hahaha It has been attempted I think.;)

Red

That's what I get for not paying attention, but I am learning to keep my ear to the ground....this was a real dream......I'm trying to remember if we were wearing anything.................




Texas is so big it is close to everywhere.

yepper hahaha have you been going through my draws???? naughty boy, there are man/bear traps in there watchout!

Can't help it...I just follow my nose, Red.

hahaha Oh I see I gonna have to teach you a lesson about messin with big Red! Fasten your seatbelt naughty boy, it going to be a bumpy ride, yeee haaa!!!

Red

You are such a major tease.....I so live for that....

Sweets look up coquette there you will find a picture of me lol a lost art much confused and maligned. I do so enjoy being Naughty!

Red

Then I will not need a straw to lick up your lap dance.....Is that with a capital "C?"

Thats a good dream, runningturtle. I can do a reading for you on what it means...you wanna?

Go Grace go!!woo hoo!!

I'm so loving that idea....PM me and let's go through it....Thanks, Grace!

Did it...will post, soon. I like the poem runningturtle, and a gist of what I thought is that you love a peaceful tranquil existence akin to Eden. No mean streak on you: just good, but you sometimes wish you can change things around you or be somewhere else. At times you get angry too. Is that correct...?

I see the issue of experience as being a multi-dimensional problem that truly requires an interpenetrating multi-dimensional solution.  Thus the only way to contemplate the sensorium in a way that allows for the conceptualization we have before us is if we, instead of observing space and time, we see everything as a synchronicity: I am forwarding the end of philosophy, science, math, and psychology.  In a synchronicity, there is no time and space.  There is no-otherness.  There is therefore no one to not be at peace with since that only leaves consciousness as the only reality, thus then the end of the disparagement of the uncombined cosmic forces and their dislinked preoccupation with the ill-fated quantum mechanical view of the world.  The problem of our not being able to see what we need to see is gotten around by our projecting what must be there in order for us to see it.  The entire spectrum of analysis is a net of sound wave functionality, IMHO.  A single vibration has intoned a non-space, and all of this is its consciousness.  We are literally an eternal song of the heart of the universe in a transdimensional symphony. That being said, we are not able to use words to describe realty into being, and so we are using language to illustrate to the best of our ability what it is that we feel, somewhat like a blind man describing color.  And that, my dear Grace, is sometimes frustrating, yes, in that what we want to say falls so very short of the incredible sense that we have that life is beyond words. Thanks for your reading.

I hear you, runningturtle. You are right of course.

Tequila and philosophy..a great combination!