apparently not

in-finity is

not what  

you th-     

ink

it is           

                      

              .                        

give me 73 thousand zeros

and I'll give you

a bicycle made of

time

said Austin Ruddlethwaite

impishly

between two

      and nine

             point taken ,

0i

1s

the end - don't try this at home

Do I have to?

Not if you don’t want to.

Phew. I’ve never been particularly into death.

Me neither, but this isn’t really about death Zie.

No? You could have fooled me.

More about liberating the life force within you.

By jumping off a cliff? I don’t think so.

Like I said, things have changed since you were born. Your reality is no longer what it was.

So you think I’m now suddenly able to fly?

No. You’re no more able to fly now than you ever were.

Then what on earth are you proposing I jump off a cliff for?

Liberation.

Liberation? Sounds like a funny sort of way to achieve liberation. I think most people would call it derangement or suicide.

Yes, that would have been a reasonable description in the past, but like I said, things have moved on.

So, not being able to fly, I’m going to be liberated by plunging to the ground and splatting myself into bloody pulp?

I’m not suggesting you do anything I wouldn’t do myself, Zie.

So go ahead then. Kill yourself.

Ok, but it works best if you go first.

I bet it does.

Nothing like a bit of blind trust, is there?

Or blind stupidity. Perhaps you could remind me of the physics involved before I decide to immolate myself.

Sure Zie. Since we entered the new paradigm, a few years ago, you’re no longer bound by space-time physicality. That’s why you’ve all spent so long playing around with the internet and getting used to the idea of virtual space. It’s a cut and paste generation which recognises that things can be stored anywhere and retrieved at will. The same is true of you and me. But we won’t figure it out fully until we give the system the chance to show what its capable of – how it now operates.

So we’ve been upgraded, you’re saying?

Precisely. You’re no longer in fact bound by space or time – though these appear to be determinants until you get round to questioning and challenging their primacy.

Well if this is true Merry – how come there aren’t more people discussing this new found freedom? You’d think half the world would have cottoned onto it by now.

Many have.

Many? How many is many?

Oh – several million.

Several million individuals are no longer bound by space or time.

Affirmative.

They can just jump off a cliff and fly away.

Not exactly fly – but once the ground is gone – you’re basically in hyperspace – or quantumised, if you know what I mean.

No, can’t say I do.

Oh come on Zie – it’s the old particle wave dichotomy. You can be and are both – as long as you detach yourself from observation.

And standing on the earth, in your opinion, is the same as being observed.

In a manner of speaking – yes. As long as you’re safely attached to something or other you tend automatically to see yourself in terms of that thing – as a part of it – or as an adjunct or attachment to it.

So in the few brief seconds before I smash into the ground – 240 feet below – you think I can achieve some kind of enlightened quantum awareness – thus dissolving the 3D field lines?

Yes, I do. Look Zie, instead of endlessly talking about it – why not just give it a go. What have you got to lose?

What have I got to lose!? I... I’m speechless Merry. People don’t just dissolve into thin air you know. They fall and it hurts.

Not if they jump from a fatal height.

Oh Christ – I’m talking with a madman.

Look Zie, just trust me for once. It’s going to be fine. The alternative is much worse.

What do you mean?

Your world’s currently collapsing in on itself. It’s gone beyond the point of no return. It’s going to get uncomfortable, to say the least.

So jumping’s a big improvement – is it?

Yes. Jumping’s like agreeing to embrace the truth, the light...

The death at the end of the tunnel. I happen to enjoy being alive Merry. I was planning on living till a ripe old age – and you want me to throw it all away – just because you’re able to dematerialise, and figure the rest of humanity should be able to do likewise.

I’m no different from you.

Not true.

Once you’ve made the leap – you’re exactly where I am.

Which is?

Neither here nor there, back in black – the wonderful state of quantum indeterminacy. Finally, gloriously engaging three – the third, once again.

Once again? You mean we’ve been here before?

Of course you have. How could you doubt it?

Er – no one’s ever told me about this before. Why on earth am I supposed to take it on trust...

Take nothing on trust. Simply do the maths. Zero equals one. What more do you need. In-finity is. Not what seems.

Oh please – stop throwing mind numbing slogans at me. This isn’t some kind of weird suicide cult, by any chance, is it?

This is about realising what life really is, what life really means. It’s about catching the wave – and surfing it back into a meaningful relationship with in-finity – with all that is – rather than cowering from the storm of material things under the lintel of perfectly rational fear.

So I’m supposed to just ignore “perfectly rational fear” am I?

No, you’re not.

Then what?

Try this for size... Merry is gone, vanished without warning – causing an excruciating reaction in Zie’s mind and body. A silent scream of non-acceptance: this shouldn’t be. It makes no sense. It undermines the very essence of what is what.

Scream if you have to, or roll on the floor and have a tantrum – Zie hears Merry’s voice – but sees no one.

Hyperventilation. A panic attack – which stops as suddenly as it started the moment Zie becomes aware that Merry in fact went no where – was at hand – but in a different frame of reference. He appears to be floating in the air – but something tells Zie that is only how it looks. It’s really just a different way of organising or packaging the data – relative to what is what – the 3D frame itself.

So it’s like an optical illusion.

Does that really matter?

Then what?

You – your reaction is much more important. You observed how vulnerable you are to any thing that doesn’t happen within your frame – but what I’m suggesting is that all the changes that are now needed, now unfolding, now taking root – all of them are coming from outside the box. Period. Either you’re desperately hanging onto yesterday – or you’re ready to be a part of the new story, the new paradigm.

By jumping off a cliff? Why not just shoot myself?

Ok – if you like. It actually works just as well – only I prefer the old fashioned ways – and I happen to like the sensation of launching into the abyss. Nothing like a little gut wrenching vertigo.

Stop mocking me Merry. This is bad enough without you making fun of the process.

Ok – I’ll try to be serious – but really – the fuss you’re making – it’s hardly surprising.

Fuss? I’m just trying to avoid

The inevitable.

Maybe you’re right Merry, but I don’t see millions of people lining up to throw themselves into the arms of mother gravity.

No, but someone’s got to lead by example.

Yes – all those nutters doing bungy jumps or wingsuit flights – they’re doing pretty well.

Actually they’re not coming close. This has to be an all or nothing action. You have to firmly, irrevocably embrace and/or engage in-finity – only then can the default programme kick in and lift you into other – the reverse side of matter. Only then can you experience the bodiless life force – the oneness – the allness – the isness of be.

Words, words and more words – all trying to lead me into an unprovoked, unnecessary suicide attempt.

Exactly – now instead of chatting inanely – feel the fear, the excitement, the in-sanity, breathe it, experience it – feel the energy flows within you, around you, throughout. You’re not in any way endeavouring to kill yourself. On the contrary – you’re reaching out for, looking to embrace life – beautifully, magically, absolutely.

How noble minded of me – and I’m sure I’ll go splat with a big, self-righteous grin on my face.

Suspend your disbelief Zie – don’t commit yourself – just breathe the feelings – the emotions – the moment full of adrenalin, fear and blood pulsing in your ears – until something within – your inner voice – lets you know whether you’re ready or not to proceed. Let it come from within – not from me or anyone else.

This does the trick. Zie allows the abstract to wrap itself around him – and suddenly – one, two, three – he’s spinning into the void.

to be continued, if 0=1.

did i vow el

i'm stepping into time 

you know

take it slow

low

take it slow

i'm 
stepping into time 

oh 1

oh 01

oh 010

my nh dh

never say you want 

to know

unless you're 

pause

unless you're

paused

unless you're 

ready 

to grow into 

it

between words

i slip 

silently up-wards

into space-ful-ness

i smile 1

smile 01

ile 010 longingly
v

try

if you can

try to be

gaily 1

gaily 01

gaily 010

all the way 

back to me

your motherlode

of inner-ness

inner-sense

of inner-peace 

bliss

me

nothing less

did i tell you 

how 

slow

you share

slow

my birth

her

my breathe

her

my breath

her

did i tell you 

how we merge

in star-ful-ness

and light

before vow-

els and con-

sonants collide

in blackest

blockest

shine

i step aside 1

i leave 01

the rest 010

to you

her you

to el

to al

to ul
see

walking the bounds

I'm walking the bounds of C3

amazing how we took it for granted

we always assumed con-sciousness

had to be there for us - as long as we were alive

only now, as we watch things collapsing into 

an apocalyptic apoplexy of non-sense

we realise that she's giving us a nudge

she's hinting that perhaps it's time 

for us to revise our approach

to things

so the thereness of things is now in question

and by things we include people, nations

organisations, ideas and words

they're all landmarks in the mindscape of mind

all cross-referenceable, and to a certain extent

tradeable

all things are things - no matter how high

they may appear to be

so now that we've realised that things

have a function, serve a purpose

to keep enthralled the 3D mind

the mind of matter

forever tail chasing what cannot be caught

what cannot be commoditised or traded

as thing

the elusive

omnipresent

isness of be

stop

time to walk the bounds of 

C3

time to bite the bullet of con-sciousness

to unload millenia of prevarication and prejuidice

to accept once again the primacy of is

the fabled

legendary

isness of be

instead of abasing oneself unthinkingly 

at the altar of things 

and the high altar of thing it-self

instead of assuming we're far from being

all that it takes to be 

complete

to shift the mountains of matter

which accumulate

around about

back into the void

of no matter

no thing

nought is

i am

stop

Descartes postulated famously

I think therefore I am

which seems perfectly logical

to the rational mind 

until you step back and see the wood from the trees 

I think, so far so good

but how does thinking prove

that I am?

there is a huge leap from thinking to I am

which becomes less egregious 

if instead we say

I think therefore I think I am

this is far more logical

for thinking can only prove 

the thought experience of being alive

it cannot, does not prove life itself

to do so you need to take one step back

to go from thinking 

back to the direct experience of being alive

but we don't do so, do we?

we seem to be satisfied with thought

as if thinking is sufficient proof

as if thinking will do

what Descartes was really saying if truth be told

is  thinking satisfies me that I am alive

and who can blame him? we are so wrapped up

in the thinking stream of thought machine

the rational mind, that it seems absurd to take it any further

to doubt the reliability, the primacy, the veracity of thought

and thus I think therefore I am is both diagnosis and the measure 

of our unthinking and willful belief 

in the ascendancy, the supremacy of  thought 

as if thought is what makes us human

what sets us above all other creatures whom

we believe, are unable to think as we do

this is the extent of our complacency

but fortunately, if our complacency is ill-founded

then the powers-that-be regulating all that is

will provide us with ample opportunity to see 

how misguided and mistaken our assumptions are

they will enable us to confront and reassess the error

of our 3D logical belief that thought is neutral and transparent

that thinking enables us to cut through to the heart of matter

that thought can and does give a clear and reliable picture

of what simply is

Supposing this assumption this belief is utterly wrong

supposing thought can do nothing of the sort

supposing thought which seems to be all encompassing to us

down here in 3D is actually one-sided, intrinsically partisan and prejudicial 

that it naturally and inevitably devolves towards matter or material things

that it cannot and will not confront the fundamentals as they simply are

but only views them as they affect things manifesting here in 3D.

May seem that there's little or no difference between the two - after all

we know a lot about the wind by observing how it affects a kite or sail

and yet the wind is different from how it affects material objects

it can and does have other qualities

it may in some way be alive, a spirit, though it pains me 

to use such a word, and that at the primary level 

of con-sciousness - if i bother to investigate, I can and will

find that the wind does not blow randomly or impersonally

but imparts some kind of data or knowledge or information

to me as it blows - if I have ears to hear

I'm not saying Descartes was wrong

he was right - he correctly formulated 3D reality

in which it pleases us to think that thinking is proof enough 

that I exist, and thought, we'll probably accept, may be 

nothing more than a chemical process in the brain

In this case you're a thing living in a world of things

move on please, nothing further to be seen here

But what happens when we finally emerge from what I'm

terming 3D, materiality, if and when we're ready to evolve,

to climb out of the box, to engage a different way of thinking

a different way of experiencing reality?

Suddenly we find ourselves in terra incognito. 

Suddenly we begin to realise that our thoughts

the very process of thinking is part of the problem,

part of what has been keeping me down

holding me back, preventing me from emerging from 

the mind of things that matter, the mind that likes

to assume it's nothing more than a think box

a thought machine - that it goes no further - that 

it has no direct interface with things in general,

with the universe, with reality, with 

all that is

If and when this notion starts to seem preposterous,

if and when it starts to seem absurd that we do not,

cannot affect the course of things by the very

thoughts we think,

if and when we start to sense that thoughts are only

a tiny fraction of what our greater mind, our multi-dimensional

or quantum mind is capable of - that there's infinitely more

if we're willing to investigate, if we're willing to

walk the bounds of C3, to test for ourselves the hypothesis

and see whether it stands up to scrutiny or not.

If, doing so, we discover that our mind is more like

a two way transmitter

if we discover that our greater mind is more like 

an interface connecting us directly with everything

and anything - then the game has changed

irrevocably. We no longer can treat thought

the way we used to - as the grand arbiter of what is what

for once we engage the direct field of con-sciousness

we're no longer at liberty to differentiate 

one thing from another

all things, as all roads lead to Rome

come back to, flow into, and through me

Behold the continuum

Behold - the physics, the metrics,

the maths, the what-not of in-finity in which any attempt

to differentiate one from another

merely pushes me back down into 3D

back down into the mind of what is what

thus preventing me from going beyond

going above matter into the quantum state

of hyper-thing

This is not a theory

This is not a belief

This is 

What? the old mind of things and matter immediately asks

so observe, breathing the moment, the intense moment

in which you want to fix things down by thinking things

through rationally, all very good and proper

but irrelevant to our discussion

for what is where thought begins and con-sciousness

ends

what is where a process of creating, engineering, 

enmattering things in 3D leads you ever further 

down that path of making things matter no matter

what it costs, no matter what it takes

and the price is high - for failure to evolve

failure to embrace the isness of C3

is failure to test the hypothesis

failure to discover where life now is

where life is now leading

where life is flowing inexorably

back 

back

back

I'm walking the bounds - 

for here at the edge of con-sciousness

here is where things get clear

where things start making sense

where I commence the process 

of discerning

distinguishing the wood 

the trees

the fullness of   is

seeing sense 

as opposed to 

seeing  things

activating the great

mind

the greater my nd

the quantum interface

i-drive - get yours now

infinity drive will take 

you places nothing else can

no thing can

beyond thing

into the hyper-state

of zero one

in which anything can be

either on or off

either what or not

depending on how you

relate to it

depending on you

on your state of 

conscious awareness

as you C3 your C3

as you I am 

your I am
as you begin the begin

C3 of bubbles and string

here at the edge of con-

                                       sciousness  

                                    i sense     C3

               the other                                              

      wholly ignored   rationally

 a  dark-seem realm of

  unperceived

undiscovered

                    hitherto un-manageable

          nought

                               of bubbles 

                                    strung  a-long

0=1

now is the time

i

paste myself to the board

of space-time curvature

i

 string myself up

                    on

 the washing line mind

to dry

                       thought

0=1

bubbles are neither gaps

between                             

                                  nor holes 

     in time flow stream circularity

                                are best seen as pockets of mirth

as irrepressible nought

erupting gaily

punctuating  fleetingly

the fabric of make-seem 

with effervescence 

                                     

                           

0=1

you think these are words
do you                                 

to read       comprehend
to think   through         

                                           – huish
   crystals       not words

                     i contend 

grown in saturated solution

 of silent unknown            

              silver essence of nought

                    i n f i n i t i n g s 

  of anything but

of not thought a-loud

to be

          

0=1

my fifth

concerns the human

being    bubbles and string

a mirror is all you require

to reveal the illusion

of things being things

me being me       

separately            

   completely
to re-mind your self

to re-be one