vesica piscis 452

Merry, what are you doing in here?

I thought I’d read a story like you.

You can’t. You’re not supposed to be here.

No, why not?

I…

You thought you’d keep your writing space separate, did you?

It’s not like that.

No?

It’s just… I see you when I’m outside time. I can handle that. It’s doable.

And you don’t want me encroaching on your normal reality. Is that it?

No… I

That’s it, isn’t it.

No… maybe… maybe yes… I don’t know.

So do you want to see what I’ve written.

No, I want you to leave immediately. This isn’t happening – I’m sure.

Well I can’t leave because we haven’t got to the end yet.

How do you mean?

Take a look – it’s all here on the screen.

Huh?... Wait a minute – what kind of trickery is this?

😊

How did you know what I was going to say to the very last word?

Intuition?

Intuition my ass.

Er…

This is a set up – isn’t it.

How do you mean?

Is this actually happening? Is this my room, my computer, my coffee cup left over from yesterday – I guess it must be.

You see – no tricks.

So what happens next – what did you write?

Oh – I didn’t write it yet.

What do you mean?

I’m writing as we go along.

Huh? You mean you’re just recording everything?

No Zie, that would be plagiarism. I think it unkind you’d even consider accusing me of being a plagiarist.

Well how am I supposed to know? I’ve never come across this “writing as we go” technique.

No, it’s new. I just invented it.

So how does it work?

I’m not really sure. I think…

Merry, don’t bother trying to make up a fake explanation. I’m not interested.

I was just trying to do the old transposition thing. You know how difficult it is to take other-than-D and copy paste it into 3D for an explanation to make sense.

Well, why don’t you just say it as it is then, without transposing?

Oh – what a good idea! Why didn’t I think of that?

Ha – you probably just put the thought into my mind, knowing you. Don’t think I didn’t notice the devilish twinkle in your left eye.

Oh – the left eye – it’s always letting me down. I must do something about it. Now, where were we?

You were explaining your text. Do you actually need to sit there pretending to type?

Pretending – I’ll have you know that I’m a master typer.

Ok – well, just for the sake of curiosity – what happens if you stop?

Are you sure you want to know?

Yes, of course I do.

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Ok – I think I’ve got the message.

But you didn’t bother to read all of it.

Read a bunch of 1s and 0s? Do you really imagine anyone’s going to bother?

I don’t know. Why on Earth would they not?

Because they’re just 1s and 0s. They don’t say anything. They’re meaningless.

Oh, how disappointing – I had such high hopes in you Zie.

What? You hoped I was going to turn into some kind of a computer mind – seeing the humour or exquisite subtlety in the 452^nd pairing of 0 and 1?

Ah ha – so you noticed?!

No, of course I didn’t notice. I was just…

I don’t believe in coincidence Zie. You’re a genius, despite everything I’ve said.

You’re not being serious Merry, are you?

Never more so. The 452^nd pair just happens to be the point at which the princess discovers the amulet she imagined the seahorse had carried off.

What? Is it some kind of fairy tale?

Well, only if you read it that way. Transposition. Were I with the tree people now it would be quite different.

Er…

Or the trolls… they simply wouldn’t be able to relate to a princess’s amulet, less still a sea horse.

God Merry – what’s wrong with you? I can’t make head or tail of what you’re on about.

Deep breath Zie.

Deep breath?

Yes.

Oh… ok.

There – how does that feel?

Better. In fact, much better. So tell me truthfully, if such a thing is possible, do you really visit these other life forms – trolls, tree people?

…stone beings, stars, insect realms… Yes, why not?

How? I only ever see you as a kind of humany being.

Naturally. Your perception organises things in a familiar way – except when it encounters infinity.

What does it do then?

Depends on which side of perception it sees it. It’s like your supposed five senses. You can perceive things as temperature, as light, as objects, as liquids, as fire or ice, as sound, as feelings and on and on.

So, infinity – how do I usually perceive it?

You don’t.

Huh?

You simply look right through it – as if it's not there.

Oh.

Which is not unreasonable, come to think of it, as technically speaking it ain’t there until it’s been slowed down or scuffed up.

How do you mean?

It’s like super slippy ice. Imagine ice so cold, so hard, so slippy that not even skates could cut into it – in fact – it would be like a sheen – almost invisible.

Like air.

Precisely.

Or the sea disappearing to the horizon – which is a fairly nice representation of how the mind perceives the transition to infinity.

So…

The numbers – actually not numbers at all – once you know how to read them properly – then you can see what they really represent. But they too are a representation of infinity.

The 1s and 0s?

Yes.

So you mean to say that they can actually be read?

I don’t mean to say it – I simply cannot deny it.

But how – if infinity is infinitely slippery?

Ah yes – the cosmic bar of soap, no less, forever slipping from our grasp at the speed of light, forever eluding our very awareness, our perception, our senses…

I’m missing something, aren’t I?

Of course.

What?

Try again.

Ok – it’s going to be a not what kind of thing isn’t it?

Better.

In fact it’s going to be a not thing kind of thing – if I’m not mistaken.

Yep.

So this is going to be a dynamic interaction.

Yes. Excellent.

If I get up to speed – or attune to this particular infinity – if such an expression can be used – it starts to reveal itself.

Bingo. Bingo. Bingo…

Alright Merry – calm done. No need to give yourself a heart attack. Sit! Kindly sit down – I can’t handle you running round in circles like that – you’re making me dizzy.

…

Good – that’s better. Now, the question is why…

or how?

or how – how can I tap into

or tune into infinity if/ when it’s infinity slippery… unless…

yes?

unless it must be already present within me!

Eureka!

Oh God – Merry – you appear to be a disk spinning in the air somewhat amorphously – are you sure that’s how you choose to present yourself?

Actually it’s not me doing that?

No?

No – you’ve just shifted things around – by hitting the quantum nail on the head. If I were to tell you that at this precise moment you too have assumed an unusual form – would you be surprised?

A little – I rather imagined I was sitting on a chair looking at a computer screen – until you dematerialised.

Ah – so try looking at the 1s and 0s now – what do you see?

1s and 0s of course… no – wait a minute – they’ve gone! I see – omg – how did you manage to get 3D images onto a flat screen like that?

That’s just your brain hanging onto the old 3D paradigm. You’re imagining/ assuming it’s the screen because that’s what you’re expecting to see. Allow your curiosity, allow your desire to see more clearly, to zoom in and examine things in greater detail.

Omg – what an amazing experience – like I’m hovering into the 3D images.

Do you mean to say you can’t hear or smell, taste or touch them?

I… never thought about that. My God – apparently yes, I can.

So the only thing you’re lacking right now is a sense of yourself – of who or what you look like – because you’re evidently not sitting on a chair in regular potato cheese human form.

No, I suppose I’m not.

Recall the blank screen

Which blank screen?

The 1s and 0s.

Oh that – wait a second – what’s that?

Ah – look more closely.

It looks a bit like you – a kind of disk – pulsating ever so slightly – perhaps alive.

I’m glad to hear it. I’d hate to think you were dead.

What?

No, definitely not what.

Me? You mean that’s me?

The mirror cannot lie.

Mirror – I thought I was looking at a screen of 1s and 0s.

Yes, which is our quantum mirror, is it not? So now you know.

I…

Impressive, isn’t it? Don’t bother trying to talk right now – you won’t be able to. Your body is in a state of shock as it’s suddenly realised it’s not what it thought it was. You can, however, transmit thought telepathically.

%£^^$$£*&**KLR$)!”

Yes – that needs a little practice Zie, but if I correctly understand your question – you’re in a plasma state – like me – which is why you appear to be an orangey disk. Now, perhaps we’ll make a little journey, while you’re suitably attired, down into the inner earth. The nice thing about plasma is it can travel places the human body can not. All I ask you to do is match my tone, my frequency – that way you won't get lost. Ready?

^£2%5^*JTY$2

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things squared

Endless drama – ain’t you sick of it?

Er… I suppose I’m supposed to say yes, but if I’m being honest…

Honest? Why on Earth would you want to be honest? When’s that ever been of use to anyone?

Ok D, I think it’s time you butted out of this conversation. I’ll have Merry back if you don’t mind.

Can’t take the drama – is that it?

One – two –

Alright – alright – I’m going – no need to be offensive and rub my nose in the…

I did ask you nicely D, but you appear to be somewhat confrontational today.

Yes, I’m practising drama.

Now why would you want to do that?

Don’t you know?

Er… humour me. Kindly assume I don’t.

Ok Edgie, let me show you a picture which is worth at least ten thousand words [tp-transmission fig. 1]

Ah yes! I see what you mean.

Yes, but they don’t, so kindly elucidate.

Oh – my apologies dear readers, scattered through space and time. Now, how best to put it? It’s a bit like breaching the boundaries of our intellectual lethargy, or our complacency. High drama can shift us into other frames of reference, into other energies, thereby assisting our 3D topographic curve’s depth-height displacement.

I think you’ve lost ‘em Edgie. What on Earth is “3D topographic curve displacement” supposed to mean? Even I have trouble understanding that, and I’ve seen the telepathic transmission.

Oh dear – it’s harder than I imagined, trying to explain what’s really simple when you see the figure at first hand.

Ok – people assume they’re in 3D reality – true?

True.

But actually, the way the mind works, the 3D reality is more or less squashed into a flat plain – thereby rendering 3D 2D.

Oh – yes.

Any data coming in which doesn’t fit neatly on the 2D schemata – type of map – is either ignored or reformatted.

Yep – that’s it.

So almost nothing gets through as long as you’re in the mean.

Mean as in average?

Correct. Mean as in homogenised, standardised, thingified.

Huh?

Thingified.

Er…

Things are only things here in 3D.

No!

Yes.

How?

Outside 3D things are open ended – they are suggestive – like stage directions – but they aren’t yet collateralised.

And how are they “collateralised” as you put it?

You.

Me?

You. They form a kind of ionic or in fact a covalent bond – sharing electrons, so to speak, with you.

Huh… with me?

Absolutely. In the same way you have an animal and vegetable side to you, you also have a thing side, your thinking thoughts – which like nothing more than to exchange electrons with surrounding objects, near or far.

To what end?

To become part of the material world, the physical reality – to better study, experience, research and feel the world of things – which, let’s face it, is not an insignificant part of the greater whole.

Ok – so it’s not all bad.

Not at all. It’s fascinating – except that you forget that you are not all you seem – that these things stop being things the minute you withdraw back into your essence, your 0=1, your non-ionic state.

And this is possible?

Of course. Everything’s possible – but as you’ve rightly guessed – it’s well nigh impossible once you’re comfortably ensconced in the world of things-matter.

Right – which is why we need drama?

Well, I find drama works for me – but there are other ways of doing the same.

Like… meditation?

Yes – you can just as easily achieve the same results by coming back into your essence through meditation.

And what then?

Then it’s a question of allowing your awareness to unfurl.

How do you mean?

It’s like a sail that’s been furled away. Until you unfurl it, you can be detached from things, but still have no clue of the all-that-is surrounding you – which is you inside out or outside in.

Huh?

Wag your tail. There is nothing in the universe or beyond which is beyond range, beyond the scope of your conscious-awareness, your field of conscious-ness.

You mean to say…?

Yes, I do. There are moments when it’s necessary to start drawing on your greater you – revitalising the link which remains inspite of your lack of awareness or failure to perceive it.

So I can just become an intergalactic entity – like that?

Not exactly. Remember the spy novel’s “need to know” information sharing protocol – well the same is true here.

Need to use?

Yes – you have access on a need to use basis, as well as a safe to use restriction. You’re not generally able to tap into energies or awarenesses which would endanger you or the world around you – so a certain amount of getting things straight, putting the house in order, is required if you are to proceed.

Because I might be a danger to myself or others?

Absolutely. It’s like a super-charged racing car. Unless you have the necessary degree of self-restraint you would just crash it in minutes, in your excitement, or desire to show off.

Oh. Yes, I suppose I might.

So the system itself is aware of you and your aptitude or readiness to handle higher energies, higher awarenesses, and restricts them unless/ until you’re ready.

Do I need to pass some kind of test?

In a manner of speaking, yes, but nothing formal as such. Obviously, to get yourself ready for the cosmic or quantum side of things is going to require some training exercises beyond 3D – which is why we need either meditation or drama, to build your awareness. That’s a bit like a baby kicking its legs in the air for weeks and months before it can actually crawl or walk, gooling and gaaing before it can talk. It’s a way of giving your higher consciousness as well as the Universe itself the message that you are ready for the next stage of the proceedings.

And you think the Universe actually listens?

Without a doubt. What else has it got to do? Without you the entire universe amounts to nought.

No!

Yes. So start to practice now – start experimenting – to feel how there are field lines or wheels reaching out beyond what you can imagine possible – that you are in fact a hub connecting every which all.The minute you stop insisting on 3D exclusivity – the game, the song, the dance of All that is – starts to reveal itself – starts to reveal the fallacy of things, the covalence of matter – deep within you, in your very thoughts.

Oh God – why me?

Here – catch this.

What the he.. a fish? Where the he.. did that come from.

Language Edgie. In fact, you know perfectly well where it came from, but I wonder what happens to the fish if you activate your conscious-awareness and observe its covalent bonds?

Oh… ok.                =-*^()(%%&^    a line of code!

Weird, isn’t it?

You’re telling me. So what about this line of code   !”$£^$@:{}kjew45

Very amusing! Tarzan swinging through the jungle, shouting his lungs out.

You mean to say we can turn anything back into code?

I don’t mean anything – let me be clear – but if you think I’m going to work at a snail’s pace copy-pasting code in the box, you’re mistaken.

How then?

Dance, play – in short, drama. It’s like html. It gets written automatically. By far the best way to up the ante and reach the critical, boundary bending speed of thought…

0==1

the darkest i

the darkest

feel it  do you?

i

your world falling to pieces  nothing left to defend
nothing left to hold onto

i

you thought  you hoped things would change
you thought  you hoped that things would change from the worst  that a shift was long overdue

i

but things dragged on  and on  and out  and one by one all the great voices of change died and still

i

still we’re here  sinking still further into mrak

i

into long dark nightdom  into mordor  into mrak
filthy cold dark  and now you know

i

finally
you know  that this is personal  this is not in any way detached from you

i

it waits on you  on your despair  on your white towel thrown  your sell sell sell capitulation

i

for only then  only then  only now can things turn around  only when you accept the death of all you dreamt and hoped for

i

one  two  three



you mean to say that the system... the hologram... reality is watching me... waiting for my capitulation?

of course... how else?

but that makes me sound like I’m the centre of creation, the centre of things...

and where else, what else do you think you could be?

i      don’t know

no...  of course you don’t...  quite deliberately

huh?

to know would be too much to bear – to know how things are inter-connected, inter-woven magically... would be a dimensional shift, a whole new paradigm

words, meaningless words, easily spoken, promising the Earth yet delivering nothing

catch

huh?

catch a load of this

what? what are you doing? take it away... off me... i

you

i can’t move  breathe  i  no  it’s suffocating me

only words, surely you can see?

but they, these words are heavy, thick, accursed

accursed? only words, i assure you

let me go

i can’t  you have tied yourself to a way of seeing things, a way of perceiving which fails to recognise your power, your mastery, you have made yourself the darkest corner, the darkest line of code, for you have accepted the lie, the falsity, the grand fraud perpetrated on mankind and on you

i?

that you are powerless, that you are merely one, that you cannot, must not dance with the darkness when it strikes, when it chills your bones, paralyses your spirits, your mind, your light

i?

have become the devil you deny, the one to uphold a fool’s tale which has no hero, for you refuse to step up and play your role

i?

you

I?

you

i

you... until, unless you die creatively  until, unless you give the night back to the darkest and dance the demon devil back to front  until, unless you ken what lazily you claim to know, and kenning konig king your self back onto your kon’, your horse, bringing back the positive aspect of night, the kenight, the knight, ken i ght

ght?

kenow, your intuition cannot lie

ght? ght, no vowel?

no vowel, rightly so, pure masculinity

as in ghd?

as in ght

o

yes

o

isa

o

is

o

mm  0=1

i...

observe the heaviness, the magnetic gravitational pull that keeps you locked down 3Dly until, that is, until you be ready to embrace  engage  quantum flow  in-finity  the all that is  until you process negativity  otherly  finding the beauty within the Devil dance of letting go

letting go? in weakness, in despair?

letting go of the last final thing  preventing the change from coming in

the belief that i

the belief that you

am able to separate myself from it

and differentiate

and differentiate what not is

and differentiate what not is holding yourself aloof  apart  a thought thing

until that thought thing comes back to haunt me at the end of day

end of time

when i fail to king,  to ko-ni-ght  to let go of the matter in hand in order to re-embrace the naga naked all, the owl, the eel, the el, the gold-silver royal Or

so give me the night, beloved all that is, give me night that i may dance back the dawn

Come, civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,
And learn me how to lose a winning match
Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods.
Hood my unmanned blood bating in my cheeks,
With thy black mantle, till strange love, grow bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.
Come, night. Come, Romeo. Come, thou day in night,
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow upon a raven’s back.
Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night,
Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Oh, I have bought the mansion of a love,
But not possessed it, and though I am sold,
Not yet enjoyed. So tedious is this day
As is the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath new robes
And may not wear them.

dancing with D

You’re out of your mind Merry.

Yes, that sounds about right.

Please don’t tell me you’re serious.

No, I’m certainly not going to stoop that low, but this doesn’t alter the fact of the matter.

It has to be a joke.

Er…

Otherwise – I don’t know what I’m going to do.

You could try doing what I do.

Dancing with Satan?

No, not Satan. Who do you think I am.

Phew, that’s a relief. I thought you’d finally lost it.

The devil, not Satan.

Whaaaaat?!

Look, Edgie, I know you imagine they’re one and the same…

Imagine? Of course they’re one and the same. What kind of blundering blockhead do you take me for?

Uh… a kind, conscientious blundering blockhead – though I don’t generally think of you as a blockhead – blundering perhaps, up to a point, but not a blockhead, except very occasionally.

Would you quit messing around.

I can try.

Rome is burning and you’re cracking jokes.

Look Edgie, this is much more a matter of semantics, or dare I say it “definitions” than anything more sinister.

No – it – isn’t. You don’t joke about the devil where I come from.

Agreed.

You certainly don’t start playing around with semantics – devil, demon, Satan, Lucifer – they’re all much of a much – probably one and the same, as far as I'm coconcern.

Yes, as far as you know they are all but indistinguishable, but then again, I’m not you, am I?

No, but that doesn’t alter the fact.

True, it certainly doesn’t alter the facts concerning what you know, but that doesn’t mean you are prohibited from receiving and appraising information from reliable sources which may alter the complexion of what you presently know and think.

Endless sophistries and subtleties – you’re like the devil himself Merry.

Do you think so? Can’t imagine why. But "in all seriousness", as you like to put it, there is an important matter worth your careful consideration.

Yes?

Yes.

Well, aren’t you going to tell me what it is?

Yes, I was simply looking for the best entry point – but none seems to be forthcoming.

If you’re being honest and reasonable then you don’t need to try so hard to sell your product. I’ll judge it on its merits.

Ok Edgie, it just you have been known to exhibit certain… [telepathic transmission: code 42]

Virulent prejudice? I…

Not that I blame you in any way.

Blame me? How can you call a deeply engrained fear and loathing of the dark lord prejudice?

I can’t. It’s entirely natural given the circumstances, but this has nothing to do with him.

No?

It’s more a question of your well-being, and your healthy development.

What’s wrong with my development. I don’t see myself as being under-developed.

No, you’re certainly not under-developed, perish the thought, but your fear and loathing of, how did you put it, “the dark lord” stands in the way of

what? enrolment in his army?

Actually, you’re paradoxically more likely to be a member of his army if fear and loathing are left unchecked.

But they’re my shield, my spear and my defence against his wiles and attacks.

Well yes – that’s how it looks at first, but in actual fact he’s present wherever there is fear and loathing – so no, we need a different approach.

Oh.

It’s obviously counter-intuitive – you want to pull away, to fight, to resist, to let that sense of horror and repugnance strengthen you and fortify your defences, however, doing so you bring the Trojan horse in through your city gates: the enemy is already embedded in your very citadel, keeping hidden, working silently, without a trace, infiltrating your institutions, quietly twisting, subverting them, fanning the cold dark inverted flames of fear, ensuring that the stealthy enemy, like cancer, penetrates throughout the body politic of your inner state.

God – you make it sound so…

Yes – it’s a truly masterful system of reverse engineering, or negative feedback, which more or less infallibly ensures that the darkness and light within you and the world at large, truly reflect your mental-emotional state.

Wait a minute – you said “the world at large” – you mean to say that the entire world can be affected by my own decision to embrace darkness of light? That makes no sense – I’m just one of seven billion – a drop in the ocean. You must be mistaken.

Yes – I must be mistaken – in terms of 3D reality you couldn’t possibly matter so disproportionately, yet the forces of darkness and light, the quantum flux if you like, have little to do with 3D reality.

I’m sorry – your “quantum flux” as you call it would put the future of the entire planet in my hands, and at the same time, in the hands of everyone else. Somethings doesn’t add up.

Thingly – you’re right. The maths only starts making sense when you begin to appreciate the nature of reality.

I fail to see how…

[telepathic transmission: code 17]

Oh my God.

Yep – pretty mindblowing isn’t it.

You mean to say that each of us master minds his or her own reality holographically?

Pretty much yes.

Insane. So how come no one notices all these different concurrent versions of reality. There must be certain copy paste moments, or cut off points in which one reality separates from or connects to another.

Again, your mind’s trying to think this through thingly. In actual fact it’s more like this: [telepathic transmission: code 8]

You know, Merry, that if you’d said that in words I’d never have been able to accept it.

Yep.

Why is that, I wonder?

It has to be seen and experienced directly. Words can only trigger a response based on something you’ve already experienced. The quantum field is too vague, too abstract until you’ve experienced it at first hand. Once that has happened – it’s both obvious and irrefutable. Suddenly you see it everywhere, all the time. Suddenly you realise the totality of your reality experience – the primacy of your own conscious-awareness – for you just happen to be the point, actually the zero point, where all the threads, all the strands come together and add up. The equation is resolved through your conscious-awareness, through everything you’re seeing, hearing, thinking, feeling, aspiring to, not to mention denying, negating, resisting, opposing, concealing and voiding.

Oh.

Indeed. Big fat hairy O.

So there’s this supreme power at the tips of my fingers, if and when I stop insisting things are things, objectively, out there, and thus are detached from me.

Correct! Once you start becoming aware of the quantum flux, you realise that every thought, every observation affects, redefines, repurposes the 0=1 of all that is. In other words, you now have what hitherto you might have referred to as “magic powers” – which are not, in fact, so much “magic” per se, as a sensitivity to the flow, the polarisation, or even, the differentialisation of the quantum isness – whatever that might be.

Holy smoke.

Yep. It’s obviously a mouthful – when put into words – which is why this requires a different mode of communication.

So that’s why you insist on attacking taboos, is it?

More or less, yes.

We’re never going to engage the quantum field, so to speak, as long as we’re insistent on the old either-or dualistic dichotomy, correct?

Yep.

But why can’t I just meditate or deal with this in a calm, sober fashion? Why do you need me to – I don’t even want to say it – something’s preventing me!

Which is precisely why. These taboos are incredibly powerful. They define and determine who or what you can possibly be. We’re not in this to reject what is true – but rather to reinstate "both" into an equation which at present only countenances either or.

Both?

Not to mention neither.

Both and neither – simultaneously?

Correct. Both, either and neither. Anything less mandates that you’re duality bound which means it’ll take a violent convulsion every time it’s necessary to switch sides – like a pole shift.

Oh. But how…

How what?

How can it be both, either and neither – simultaneously?

Funny, isn’t it.

Funny – it’s insane: both one and zero, either one or zero, neither one nor zero… A recipe for complete incoherence, intellectual barbarism.

So you’d imagine – until you decide to engage the field rather than ignore it or fight it.

Ok. So this is where you reveal your royal flush.

Yep. What would definitely be devilish, evil, and to be avoided at all costs in 3D reality, becomes necessity once you’re operating, engaging, navigating the quantum field, stream, flux. Apologies for the endless triplications, but nothing less than three will do, where triality is concerned.

Oh God.

Long story short – instead of giving yourself a nose bleed, attempting to process mentally 0=1, do yourself a favour, take my advice, dance with D

You mean the devil?

I mean D, which in 3D is transposed to be “the devil”, rather like a shadow might represent a tree, a map – a country, but is in fact quite different in the dynamic experience when danced.

But…

For once you’re dancing with D – your mind, body and feeling-ness take you where the mind couldn’t possibly go – rather like riding a bike – you just get the feel for what it is and how to do it.

And…

dancing with D ensures you’re no longer binding or bound – no longer holding or opposing, no longer thinking or thinging zero or one which means…

You’re wasting your time Merry

Yes, I know I’ve lost you, but that’s ok

It is?

Yes, because a slither got through

A sliver?

A shard

?

A tiny part of you felt/ saw/ knew

And?

And that’s enough.

I fail to see

I know, but dancing has a vision and a mind all of its own – and as long as you’re dancing with me – you’ll cease…

What? with whom? with you?

You spin me right round baby right round like a record baby right round round round

Nooooooooooooo

1

oooooooooooooo

2

aaaaaaaaaaaaaah

3

[telepathic transmission: code 6]

Correct Edgie.

[telepathic transmission: code 11]

Yes and no

[telepathic transmission: code 23]

Absolutely

The thing that blows me away is the inordinate lengths we went to…

Insane, isn’t it

To convince ourselves that this was it… that things truly matter, truly count, truly **8*

Excellent. You’ve just introduced an entirely new element into 3D reality for the first time.

Sadly none of the 3Ders can hear it

No, but they’ll become aware of it in the course of things – in fact, they already are, and some of them will start to question where it came from, how it came to be and ***s

Brilliant. I love it DM

Satisfying, isn’t it. So perhaps, you’ll agree that the whole of space and time and human experience was well engaged, well employed, well assigned now that things are back on track, quantumly

Aye, indeed, in deed, indee D

[tele-empathic transmission: code red]

0=1