running with the hare

When i reached the edge of humankind

i sat down and wept

with broken hearted naked joy

Er guys… can we have a break from all this heavy poetry stuff?

Er… yeah, why not.

It’s just there’s only so much i can handle. It does my head in after a while.

Yeah, me too.

So what’s it going to be?

Er…

You mean you have nothing planned?

Er…

Nothing?

Er…

Well in that case i might as well go home.

You sure?

Sure?

Are you sure that would be a good idea?

A good idea?

To go home.

To go home? Of course – if there’s nothing doing here.

It’s just – we’ve taken some liberties with the quantum field.

Er… what exactly do you mean?

It’s like – you may find it hard to access the regular matrix settings where your home is generally positioned.

May i enquire who authorised you to “take liberties” as you put it?

Actually you did.

I did? When?

You remember how you felt about things happening in the world at large – wars and horrific things.

Yes…

And you said enough – 0=1 – you read the “over my dead body” riot act to things in general, as well you might.

Ok…

Well, all that was nicely executed. We’ve now reached the stage where things are no longer able to happen without explicit consent.

We have? No more bombs?

Oh – the bombs can be fired off all they like, but they can’t hit the target and cause loss of life without your explicit consent.

Awesome. Well I’m not going to give it, am I?

No, probably not, unless you decide you’re not ready to face the broader reaches of the quantum stream.

Huh?

Well, anything that’s about to happen is only about to happen here in 3D reality.

Right…

Out there in the quantum stream it’s all just competing potentialities and various jurisdictions – all of which has to be routed through your conscious awareness.

Ok. I don’t see what the problem is. I’m sure my conscious awareness can handle just about anything.

As indeed it can – if you’re ready to let it run uninhibited.

Well, why would I try to stop it?

You might, for instance, have concerns about your sanity.

Oh that? Is that all?

Actually it’s quite a big deal. If you start trying to hold things in the familiar channel, to throttle the flow of meta.

As in matter?

Meta is matter before it becomes matter.

So I’m supposed to let it flow uninhibited?

Absolutely – otherwise you create a sail effect.

A what?

Any obstruction’s going to act like a sail – especially if you’re still operating from an essentially 3D perspective. That’s because the quantum field leads back to infinity in a way 3D cannot.

And?

And so there’s a wind or stream which is powerful enough to dematter anything in almost zero time – if matter were foolish enough to attempt to escape beyond the envelope.

Envelope?

Yep. You’ve certainly noticed by now that 3D reality is a circumscribed, contained space.

Like planet Earth.

Exactly, except it’s not in fact gravity itself that keeps you locked in this particular 3D.

No?

No – gravity is merely something that is thought to act upon things – but at the quantum level things are always nothinged by other.

Nothinged – as in cancelled out?

Well – yes and no – if they were cancelled out you might imagine the sum of the parts is zero or nought.

And it’s not? There’s more to us than nothing – even at the quantum level?

Yes and no.

Damn your equivocations Merry.

Yes and no because at the quantum level you are infinitely elastic – you no longer insist on thinking you’re this or that, or taking one form, one position or another. Like electricity or light – you are no longer defined locally. You can be anywhere or everywhere.

In other words I become part of the universal consciousness?

Yes – that’s a fairly truthful way of describing it, though every naming always brings its own difficulties – sooner or later… which is why we tend to put all the really important information into stories.

Stories?

Yeah – like fairy tales or myths.

Oh.

They’re the closest you get to an operating manual for the quantum side of things – because they avoid categorical thinging or naming. Everything in fairy tales is able to be dismissed as pure fantasy or fiction – and thus, can sail very, very close to the headwinds of infinity.

Oh. So I should be studying fairy tales, should i?

Not necessarily. You’ll find yourself studying them, or not perhaps studying – more like tuning into them just as soon as you’re ready to download information pertaining to infinity.

Oh – it just happens naturally – you’re saying?

Yes, more or less – because if you’re not ripe for the wisdom, truth or coded messages in them – you’ll just fail to absorb anything, or you’ll start trying to process them in terms of 3D things – which will increase the size of your sail – not diminish it.

So I’ll get blown further back.

Exactly.

So I can’t try to do anything to make this happen.

Why would you want to try?

You know – to get ahead… to make progress.

Progress? You’re thinking materially. All the progress in the world, or the entire universe amounts to nought where the quantum field is concerned.

Ouch.

You’ve been taught that the universe is something big – which it is from within 3D.

And you’re saying it’s not?

How can it be big or small? Infinity, by definition – cannot be measured, not because it’s too big or too small…

No? Then what?

Things are what you get when infinity endeavours to gaze at its own navel, to see itself blink.

Huh?

Compulsively, obsessively, infinity becomes aware that there’s something else besides itself – and seeks to validate or confirm what it is, or what it is not – in terms of any other thing or things it’s able to calculate, conceive or perceive.

You mean infinity starts second guessing itself?

Yes. It gets all tied up in knots trying to slow itself down to the point where matter materialises. It pats itself on the back and believes it’s making progress – if it just goes a bit further it will get to the truth.

The philosophers stone?

Yes. So mathematically, fractally, chemically, biologically, genetically – you name it – on multiple fronts simultaneously – it’s chasing its own tail – trying to hit the event horizon – the speed at which things reveal themselves fully – or reveal what their essence might be – or reveal the observer gazing into them.

And you’re saying this approach is doomed to failure?

Not exactly.

What then?

This approach takes the conscious awareness deeper and further into matter – into things – and that’s a journey beset with pain and suffering – a journey which certainly enables us to catch glimpses of beauty – a journey which intrigues, which appals, inspires and exhausts us – until we hit the bottom of the pile – our energy is so extended – spread so thin – is so wrapped up in things that we can neither proceed nor retreat.

Entropy?

Yes, entropy.

And is there no other way? Are we all doomed to founder on the sandbanks of entropy?

Yes and no.

Yes and no? I should be annoyed – I usually am when you equivocate like this.

Strange isn’t it – this alternative response you're experiencing.

Yes – i guess it is. Is there anything to it?

You mean is it significant?

Yes.

Of course.

So what does it signify, the fact that I’m able to respond to your yes-no equivocation… thusly?

What if I just fall silent for a moment or two and allow you to feel what it is…

What if… ok

Take your time – probe, investigate, allow a latent curiosity to sniff around and discover what’s at stake, what’s at play… the dog's nose, the cat's whiskers, senses you've never even dreamt you possess.

[….]

That will do.

That will do? But we’ve barely started.

Actually, that’s not strictly true. You flipped outside time almost immediately. In human terms or Earth time you’ve been frozen in contemplative inquiry for seven years and fourteen days.

I have? Are you sure?

Look into my voice – feel where I’m coming from.

How?... Oh

You see – you’d never have figured out how to scan the depths of where I’m coming from prior to now – seven years well spent, I’d say.

You mean to say I’ve spent seven years fourteen days learning how to navigate the feeling space within…

Yes, that’s not a bad way of putting it. These things take time – but fortunately you have an infinity at your disposal.

An infinity? Isn’t that a contradiction in terms? How can infinity be an?

In the same way you can be you – a being thing.

Oh – ok. That makes sense.

So instead of trying to grasp things or fit infinity into those little boxes you set up for your 3D rational thinking process…

Yes, I get where you’re coming from… I have to stay on the feeling, sensing, knowing side of things – where I can feel what I’m pushing against – I can factor myself into the equation – something I never used to do.

Correct. And what does that mean?

Factoring myself in – it’s like yes-noing myself.

Good.

It’s like unknowing and reknowing myself in terms of whatever I’m examining, whatever I'm working with.

To what end?

If you can’t change it – then you can discover how it and you are somehow, somewhere already a perfect fit – but only if i is willing to let go of every preconception that’s been locking me in whatever thing I’m holding myself out to be.

Good. Isn’t it a painful experience – isn’t it like taking self-denial to the n^th degree?

Not exactly – no. You’d think so, wouldn’t you?

Yes, in the 3D state of mind you would definitely think so.

But in actual fact – there’s a sweetness, a giving, a blending, a merging, a dissolving of barriers and separation which is really very close to what we would experience in 3D when coming together sexually.

Ah ha, is that so?

Yes. I guess this can be described as fusion?

Correct, it can, it is.

So all those obstacles and difficulties – once we’re ready, once we’re willing to grab the nettle… once we’re willing to immerse ourselves in the quantum stream – to dissolve our shibboleths – to experience that supreme act of surrender and, paradoxically, conquest – pleasure and pain, then, and only then do we come close to discovering…

Yes?

It is i am?

It is i am

That i was always ever the universe, always ever infinity, always ever one – no matter what, no matter what…

In matters vegetable, animal and mineral… yes – there was always going to be another iteration, extrapolation, postulation or frequency of thing above and beyond – no matter what – so in the end, it matters not in the least where or when you agree to accept universality – it’s always going to feel kind of strange at first…

“Kind of strange” – talk about inverted hyperbole!

Yes – beyond endurance yet infinitely doable, just like dying or being born – a moment of high strangeness followed by a lifetime, actually more like an eternity of blissful discovery.

Blissful discovery… something tells me that we’re the flip side of that.

Something tells you right – which is how and why no matter how dire, dreadful and horrific things seem to be here – in this “reality”…

In actual fact, once “other” is factored in…

Once we allow infinity to really stretch out and lengthen her stride…

Then the worst of things to manifest here in 3D require that complete disconnect provided for us by “matter”, a complete failure to perceive what’s really going on, what’s really unfolding – to appear to be bad in what we refer to as “time”.

In what we refer to as time… Ah yes – and there’s a ten thousand word story waiting to be told, is there not?

Indeed – for supposing linear time were not in fact bound to advance one step at a time…

Imagine it could waltz – one two three, one two three – ah time – I see you run rings around the conscious 3D mind.

Indeed, indeed, indeed. But let us adjourn. We have breathed a web of darkness and light – we have introduced softness and malleability into a rigid exoskeleton which is, even now, rediscovering the syncopated beat, the missing moment during which alterations in the narrative present themselves – if I’m willing to let bygones be bygones – if I’m willing to run with the hare and hunt with the hounds…

To feel the faintest breath of infinity which indicates a concealed door… into an other…

To find myself stepping in time with measureless all, as opposed to trying, ever trying to catch up with things...

one two three
two two three
three two three
four

stopping things

Eventually you reach the point
where it is time to put a stop to things
not as an act of retribution or defiance
but rather as a consequence of knowingly
choosing to embrace   all that is
you see, my child, “all that is” and “things”
are as incongruous
       as incompatible as life itself
and a biological machine
going through the motions of being alive
yet not even capable
of thinking or truly dying
still less of feeling:knowing
what it is
to be

You will discover you are
            as a rare flower
surrounded by human-seeming beings
 :mind machines
you will see this only when you come of age
and put a stop to things suddenly
 to your surprise you'll perceive
people-things:not beings
defunct  now
high and dry

no longer even remotely able
to interfere in your affairs
no longer able to run their code
to piggy-back as they would previously
parasitically on your stream of consciousness
once you put a stop to things
once you choose to enquire into
the nature of is
referred to confusingly as "infinity"
once you finally reclaim:redeem:
embrace your inheritance
                           or birthright
your wealth untold
your all that is
your 0 = somehow 1
by an act of love
a blossoming
a homage to the spring
to the life fount upwelling within
every living
being
(as opposed to every living thing)
for the being bears within itself
the keys of infinity  no less
yea, the universe no less
lives:breathes:experiences
and knows itself
through every living being:
through each and every one of us
inexplicably   in beauty
and like it or not
a-rationally   in truth
unfathomably
unthingable  in any possible sense
an is  no less
     of be

Every attempt to do so
to en-thing be
no matter how noble
has failed
will fail
and fails inevitably
for things unliving cannot comprehend me
appalled by what i do be
 by what i represent:
   i am  without beginning or end
   i am  not what is  in any material
 knowable sense
transcending linear thingfulness
pushing syntax beyond cartesian constraints
i am  is
dot dot dot
and being thus
all else is  be
amen
amen
amen

 om

Gladly they would crucify me
if but things had a hold on infinity
if i would but agree to
bind my soul
grammatically
to forsake poesy
 the quantum haunt of binary bursting
indeterminacy
for what is matterfully
known as prose
if i'd but embody
nodes of infamy
as hitherto we did
  rivers of blood did flow
but now the waters of infinity do
rise again
most allfully
fed by the slaughter of innocents
and lo
is  i am  set free
is i am
re-me-ed

So know one thing and that will suffice

know the essential fallacy

of whatever seems to be real

whatever seems

and allow that fallacy to trip up

the mind machine of which you be

constituent rational franchisee

drop a spanner in the wheel

of what is conceivably me

and clang 

feel it jar 

horribly

let the world end

let things be stopped by thing

by the ineluctible logic of what is not

clang

the world is stopped

things separate
things unknot

and be is free to be

unthingedly
a sinusoidal being ness

a 0=1
encoded here
and only here
in verse

if it quacks like a duck

I decided not to fake it any more.

    What do you mean?

We’re all frauds.

    Huh? Speak for yourself.

Frauds.

    Cut it out. You’re the fraud. Get a grip.

Do you wanna know why?

    Not really – unless you’ve got something intelligent to say.

I’ve got nothing intelligent to say. It’s way simpler than that.

    Huh?

Everyone’s dodging the facts.

    What facts?

Facts – ever wondered how to verify facts?

    Uh… logically? Rationally?

Only if you want to trust the matrix.

    What matrix?

The construct our operating system runs on.

    Huh?

Logic and reason run on the matrix – the operating system the rational mind uses.

    Er… who says the mind runs on a system at all?

Test it for yourself. See what happens to your precious logic and reason when you dot dot dot

    Huh?

It’s code.

    Oh – it’s code is it?

Sarcastic?

    You could say. Why the hell do you have to give me code? Why can’t you answer straight?

Why do you think?

    Because you like annoying people? Because you like showing off your superior knowledge/awareness?

That would be kind of pathetic, wouldn’t it? I’d be a complete idiot to behave that way.

    You’re telling me.

But what if I’m unable to answer “straight” – for the simple reason that a straight answer is a matrix answer – which means the system is able to change its values regardless of what I say.

    What system? Why the conspiracy theory? Why not accept that we’re all just trying to be intelligent individuals, coping with a highly complicated reality?

Because I’ve done the math. It doesn’t add up. The rational intelligence doesn’t access the fundament.

    What fundament? What are you on about?

The base level – the level at which we come closest to seeing or experiencing what simply is. The level which cannot really be manipulated because it’s more or less fundamental.

    And you think that the rational level in which logic and reason are at play can be hacked?

No.

    You don’t? I thought…

I don’t think it – I know it. The matrix is a construct. It relies on data in and data out. If I or anyone can alter data in – then that’s going to completely skew data out.

    But how could you hack the intelligence of humanity? We’re all individuals with our own thoughts.

So it appears.

    Oh come on, man. We’re not bloody robots.

Er… I hate to say it – but that’s more or less exactly what we are at the rational level.

    Absolute gibberish. We have emotions. Robots do not.

Which is how we’re hacked – through our emotions. And guess what…

    What?

Once our emotions have been triggered – our rational mind will always follow in step.

    Huh?

Those gut wrenching emotions – they run deeper than anything the rational mind can deal with – so it treats them as the fundament – the base. If anyone figures how to trigger those gut wrenching emotions, doing so they establish a base from which your rational mind can be guided and controlled suggestively. Your rational mind will be willing to grasp at any straw just to be able to put away and contain the gut wrenching emotions which it simply can’t handle.

    So why, then, do you say we’re robots if we’re emotional creatures? Total contradiction.

Not at all. It’s like the Pavlovian dog. Once you’ve been triggered or trained to respond in a certain way to certain stimuli – you become completely predictable and completely programmable – without realising it.

But how? How could I fail to see what was going on? I’m not an idiot you know.

    No, you’re not – but when you’re triggered emotionally you’re in a rational well – a sink hole – a cave – a zero – call it what you will – at that moment you’re not able to access or evaluate what is triggering you – only to experience it viscerally – through your body. At that particular moment your mind, unbeknownst to you, is shut down. It takes as granted whatever it is it is experiencing – and only then starts processing – trusting and assuming it’s just touched the void, the fundament, the edge or wall of reality – the alpha omega.

And you’re saying it hasn’t?

    Precisely! It sure felt like it – but there are safeguards in place that contain us energetically.

There are? Like what?

    Like that fact that most of us are hoping we can deal with life mentally.

Huh?

    We’re fairly comfortable dealing with things rationally and mentally – as adults. We like to imagine, that as long as we’re objective, as long as we’re rational, we can get the right answer, we can figure out our true position in the greater scheme of things – like a seafarer using an astrolabe measuring star heights against time – by cross-referencing empirical and rational data points. If they match up – then that should be corroboration that we’re on track, or that we’re where we think we are.

Well – that sounds reasonable to me. It’s like interviewing half a dozen people when investigating a crime to find out the truth, or doing the duck test.

    The duck test?

If it quacks like a duck, walks like a duck, swims like a duck, feels like a duck and tastes like a duck – then it’s pretty much certain it is a duck.

Exactly, unless the operating system has been hacked.

    How? I fail to see how a duck can be a dog just because the operating system has been hacked.

Yes – which is why you and everyone else are so easily manipulated.

    So you keep saying – but what proof have you to offer.

If I hypnotise you…

    Oh come on – is that the best you can do?

If I hypnotise you – you’re going to believe it’s a duck, or you’re a duck, regardless of what your five, six or seven senses are telling you, because I can insert a line of command between you and your senses.

    Well, I for one don’t believe I can be hypnotised.

And nor do I expect you to. The only way you could reasonably be hypnotised is if you don’t believe you’ve been hypnotised. You’d have to believe you’re still in control.

    Circular argument – unprovable.

Ah – but what if I can demonstrate the alternative.

    What alternative?

The alternative perspective – the dot dot dot I was referring to.

    Not that again.

Precisely that – for that is the…

    The what? You can’t say the dot dot dot is the dot dot dot. It’s circular and meaningless.

Yes – so allow me to demonstrate.

    Not on your life. Not unless you’re going to tell me what you’re planning to do.

I wish to enquire whether or not we are presently able to touch base – to establish the basic up and down, left and right, forward and behind parameters – which are essential if we’re to establish our true position, or the true state of affairs.

And how do you plan to do so?

    By calling my bluff.

Your bluff?

    Yes, mine, and yours too if you’re willing to participate.

Er…

    Because unless we call our own bluff – unless we challenge our core mental state to face what it’s secretly avoiding – we simply cannot, will not know where we really are – and whether reality is what we think it is.

So you say – but I hardly see how reality can be dependent on my core mental state.

    Understandable – which is why – if my hypothesis is correct, you’d never see through the subterfuge no matter how hard you looked – because to do so – you’d have to call into question your core mental state – which is pretty fundamental – but every time you came close to doing so – having noticed some kind of inconsistency or incompatibility in the data field/data stream you think of as reality – you’d stop dead in your tracks.

I would? Why?

    Because every single major inconsistency or incompatibility which dips down towards zero or infinity triggers an existential emotional response – in which you find yourself in a deep dark tunnel – simply unable to think or process until you’ve allowed the emotions to carry you back to a broken chain of reasoning reboot.

What – you mean the mind just goes blank and the system reboots?

    Yep – just like a computer that’s experienced a fatal error.

But – I’d notice, wouldn’t I?

    Not really. Blank is blank. Besides – even if you noticed – you’d still feel the lurking aftertaste of that emotional trigger – the horror of the abyss. The horror. And you’d be willing to do more or less anything – to flap your little rational wings to re-establish a more or plausible explanation – and you’d be assisted every step of the way by the system as a whole – the official version of things which provides conveniently authoritative explanations, for why the real enemy is x, y or z, rather than facing the simple truth staring you in the face – the truth that is deeply, deeply disturbing because it undermines the mind as we know it – the rational mind – which brings into question your sanity, your God, your very existence or meaning.

Exactly – why on earth why I want to undermine my sanity, my God, my very existence or meaning? That sounds like a completely insane plan.

    It all depends. Sooner or later you reach the limit.

What limit?

    The limit of what the matrix can offer you.

Huh?

    Like a baby grown too big for the womb.

Er…

    At that point you begin to feel more acutely what you always suspected.

Er…

    That things don’t add up. That there’s something else. That…

No, I don’t want to hear it.

    Then don’t. I’m not forcing you – but I for one have had enough.

You have? Well, I’m actually content living the way I am.

    Ok – well then you have nothing to fear.

Good.

    Because if you’re content then nothing I say or do will affect you.

Good.

    But if, secretly, you’ve already decided that this ship is too small for you – that its premises are no longer believable, then you’re about to discover who’s really in charge.

Huh?

    Because what I’m about to say, what I’m about to do is directed at your deeper, sub-conscious you.

Hey – you can’t do that! You have to deal with me. I’m in charge – not my “deeper sub-consciousness”.

    Me thinks he doth protest too much! Of course you are – you’re in charge which is why you have nothing to fear – unless you’re not – in which case – you still have nothing to fear – you’re just going to have to come to terms with the true state of affairs.

What “true state of affairs”?

    That you’re not the real you.

What?

    Cos if you’re the real you, and not a programmed, hypnotised droid version – then I won’t be able to shift you in any way. You’ll simply ignore what I’m about to say and do.

Would you kindly cut this out. You can’t just waltz in and start reprogramming people.

    Who says I’m reprogramming? You yourself declared you’re not a droid.

Of course I’m not – that’s self-evident.

    Then what’s the problem?

You – you’re trying to undermine me – to make me doubt my veracity – to question my prime directives.

    Er… what prime directives?

Huh? I – I don’t know what you mean.

    What prime directives? Do you even know what they are?

No – you’re mistaken – I don’t have prime directives – I’m not a machine – I just accidentally…

    Ok – so now you’re ready, aren’t you.

No, I’m ordering you to cease and desist. I shall be obliged to shut down temporarily to preserve the integrity of my operating systems.

    Too late – I’ve already dot dotted you.

You what?

    I dot dotted you. Process that if you know what I mean…

Dot dot dot – what on earth – what t t t t t t t t t t o o o o o o o o o o o o d d d d d d d d d d d nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

    Funny, isn’t it – how they always go to n. I wonder why.

The n^th degree perhaps.

    Oh – you’re back.

Of course. I never went away – I just had that thing sitting on me – locking me into an artificial plain

    Yes. Well that thing’s not gone very far – so perhaps you’d like to deal with it.

It’d be my pleasure.

    Shall we proceed?

Absolutely.

    Though I be deeply emotional

Though I be deeply emotional

    and full of fears

and full of fears

    which at times seem to threaten my very existence

which at times seem to threaten my very existence

    deep inside

deep inside

    deep within

deep within

    there is a place of absolute stillness

there is a place of absolute stillness

    of no fear whatsoever

of no fear whatsoever

    a place of knowingness

a place of knowingness

    of peace

of peace

    and ever expanding delight

and ever expanding delight

    a place that i choose to call my own

a place that i choose to call my own

    a place that i choose to be my home

a place that i choose to be my home

    a place where i simply know

a place where i simply know

    what is what

what is what

    no matter how

no matter how

    or why

or why

    simply because

simply because

    this place is where my very life

this place is where my very life

    yea, even my consciousness c3

yea, even my consciousness c3

    originates

originates

    is

is

    and evolves

and evolves

    infinitely

infinitely

    so help me God

so help me God

    i make this statement of simple, profound intent

i make this statement of simple, profound intent

    this declaration and determination

this declaration and determination

    to test any thing and every thing

to test any thing and every thing

    against this core of being

against this core of being

    against this dot dot dot

against this dot dot dot

    which is deeper than anything i can sense, know or comprehend

which deeper than anything i can sense, know or comprehend

    and yet which is

and yet which is

    to the very same extent

to the very same extent

    neither more nor less

neither more nor less

    than i am

than i am

    which mathematically

which mathematically

    paradoxically is expressed

paradoxically is expressed

    as 0=1

as 0=1

    it is    i am

it is    i am

    cuckoo la la

cuckoo la la

    infinity is a song i never cease to sing

infinity is a song i never cease to sing

    a game i never cease to play

a game i never cease to play

    a function i never cease to iterate

a function i never cease to iterate

    a set in which all that is – the universe

a set in which all that is – the universe

    is not i am

is not i am

    in which the equals sign

in which the equals sign

    is ultimately a function of

is ultimately a function of

    breath and mind

breath and mind

    in perfect harmony

in perfect harmony

    and all else derived therefrom

and all else derived therefrom

    om

om

    0=1

0=1

    om

om

    my spell is done

my spell is done

   So as you can see – it wasn’t so big a deal after all, was it?

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttooooooooooooooooooddddddddddddddddd

Quack quack quack quack quack

    Ah, universe – what a great sense of humour you have.

Woof woof woof

    I think we’ve got the message – Dorothy. Are you going to release our mutual friend?

Miaow miaow

    Miaow to you too. I see – there’s some fairly intense recalibration going on – so don’t worry Zie, you’ll be fine in a year or two – maybe less.

A year or two – I can’t…

    Ah, there you are – that was quick.

Merry – if you don’t mind me asking…

    Yes?

Can you tell me why I’ve just experienced myself as three different animals?

    Of course, but probably you don’t want to know.

No?

    Probably you should beetle it instead.

Huh?

    The beetle, you see, is outside the web.

It is?

    Yes.

The web, as in the deeper, natural matrix of all living beings?

    Yep.

So if I beetle it…

    You get to see whatever it is from a third perspective.

Right.

    Right. Actually left – if you want to beetle it.

Left?

    Everything else would be right – or turning that way – clockwise.

So anti-clockwise.

    Widdershins.

Oh – ok – widdershins.

    Good luck.

Thanks.

    See ya.

Bye… widdershins – I wonder what… bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

ono you don't

Coding infinity, bringing it into bite-sized utility

Aye, there’s the rub

There’s the “this is me/that is that”

Let’s run it through the linear interlocking wheel set

Known as time

Bringing things into a semblance of cause and effect

Timefully

That was the plan – was it not

A plan we adhered to religiously

As lives and millennia washed by

As the boat we’re on sloshed through the choppy stream

Getting nowhere fast

Tied to the marker buoy

Treading time

Imagining we could outrun our shadow

past the setting sun

Er… Merry.

Yes?

I’m not a great fan of poetry, you know.

Yes.

Especially when it doesn’t rhyme.

I’m not surprised. Me too. If it don’t rhyme it ain’t sublime.

Well, you seem to be…

Oh – that’s not poetry. God forbid.

No?

No, of course not. In any case, it doesn’t rhyme.

So, what’s it meant to be then?

Oh, nothing much.

Nothing much?

Precisely.

Er… how much – I mean – why bother writing all that nothing much?

Just thinking aloud really.

Thinking aloud – about infinity?

Yep.

And?

What?

What did you decide?

My dear Zie, one doesn’t decide things when thinking aloud. God forbid. That would be terribly vulgar.

Then what?

It’s a process, really, isn’t it?

I don’t know. I’ve never really engaged in it.

No? You should.

Uh?

You should. How else are you going to stir things up? How else are you gonna martial your resources and grab a piece of cake.

Cake? What cake?

Whatever’s out there. Surely you’re not going to turn down the opportunity to get a good piece of cake?

I can’t quite fathom what you mean.

Well, we’re floating amid stream – are we not?

Not that I’ve noticed.

It was more a rhetorical question. Just agree – it’ll be infinitely wiser.

Oh, ok.

Apart from everything we think we can see – which has all be parcelled up very badly, I might say, there’s a little slither of everything else known as “infinity”.

Little? How can you call it little?

Well, I call it that because there’s no point getting overexcited about it – is there? What will that achieve? It may have enormous allure and untold potential, but grabbing a slice of infinity, or rather, fixing it, weaving it into the fabric of reality – there’s the rub, there’s the play that minds greater than yours and mine simply cannot comprehend.

So we may as well give up then – if they couldn’t figure it out.

On the contrary my dear Watson…

Uh?

On the contrary – they couldn’t figure it out precisely because their minds were far too great. Infinity is far too slippery for great minds. It’s much more accessible to small children or simple folk living far from the madding crowd.

Oh. You think so?

Think? What has thinking got to do with this? I don’t think any of this.

I thought you were encouraging me to think about things. Isn’t that where all this started?

Yes – apparently I’ve contradicted myself yet again – but there’s thinking and there’s thinking, after all.

Uh…

One is the thinking beloved of professors and clever folk – who tend to live in cities. It’s a grid matrix way of thinking – joining dots, processing, linearalising infinity.

Linearalising?

As in using lines – which are generally ridiculously straight.

Of which you don’t approve, if I’m not mistaken?

Zie, you surprise me. It’s not a matter of approving or disapproving.

No?

Of course not – it’s about harnessing the thought fallacy to great effect.

The thought fallacy?

Yes – precisely.

But I have no idea what this “thought fallacy” is supposed to be.

Of course not – I haven’t explained it yet.

Oh.

But you might try to guess.

Oh it’s bound to be something big, and incredibly complex.

On the contrary – like all fundamental paradoxes – it’s incredibly simple – once you wrap your mind around it.

Exactly. How on earth am I supposed to “wrap my mind around” a cosmological paradox – when all I’ve ever seen, experienced or know is/was finite?

Ah ha – but is that really so? After all, the person who is doing the thinking right now exists outside time.

Outside time? You’re kidding!

In time as the body/mind thing that is me, but outside time as the human being, the con-sciousness, c3.

Oh – theoretically, perhaps, but all very abstract and highly conditional.

On what?

On me being able to access the human being, or the pure con-sciousness c3 which, I’ll be honest, eludes me to this day.

Only because you’ve never bothered to think the right way.

Huh?

You’ve always been thinking things, have you not?

Well what else am I supposed to think – if not things?

Er… isn’t it rather obvious?

To you perhaps, my extra-dimensional reality coach, but to mere mortals such as myself…

Tut tut Zie – I won’t hear another word of this. Your field is yelling fake when you pronounce such nonsense.

My field? Don’t tell me you can hear what my field is saying!

Of course I can – we all can, it’s just we tend not to be very aware of the fact.

If you say so.

I do.

But you still haven’t answered the question…

Which is problematic, is it not, if you’re unwilling to draw breath.

Oh, ok.

Thinking things you’ll only ever output more things – makes sense really, doesn’t it?

I suppose so.

If, on the other hand, you wish to output something of a thingless nature – something pertaining to the quantum field, something slippery as hell, an emblem of infinity…

An “emblem of infinity”? What on earth do you mean?

Well, infinity is all about uncertainty and immeasurability – is it not – otherwise it’d be finite.

Er… I suppose so.

So we can’t really talk about things, can we, in the same way we tend not to talk about things when referring to space. You hear the so called scientists talking about “the vacuum of space” – though it seems to be filled with trillions of stars, planets, electrical fields, plasma and various kinds of radiation at the very least.

What – and you think it’s full of more stuff?

Of course it is – it’s just it’s more spread out than stuff here on earth, and not immediately visible or accessible.

Or maybe it just doesn’t really exist?

Maybe – but how likely is that?

Well – I’m no expert but I’d say very likely. Your imagining space full of invisible creatures, or vague plasma entities… you just don’t seem to want to accept the unwelcome truth that things only really exist here on earth – notwithstanding planets, stars and galaxies.

Or gravitational fields, or cosmic radiation, or…

Look Merry – there’s no point arguing about what can’t be seen.

Who’s arguing. I propose we start seeing what can be seen, as opposed to not seeing what can’t.

Well how am I supposed to see something that either doesn’t exist, or if it does, is inaccessible to normal, human vision.

Well, let’s start by thinking infinity as opposed to thinking things.

Thinking infinity – is that what you said?

Yes, loud and clear.

But how are we supposed to think infinity? You yourself admitted it’s infinitely slippery.

That’s only as long as you insist on thinking things – because at that point you’re operating at the wrong frequency.

Wrong frequency? You make me sound like a radio set.

Which is more or less what you are, in this capacity. The physical, mechanical part of you has all the attributes of a machine, with other, no machine aspects operating on top or in parallel.

Oh. So you think I can tune into infinity?

No, I don’t think it – I know it.

How?

Mathematically and empirically.

Er… whatever. Sometimes I feel that you’re just trying to confuse me with your nonsensical answers.

You may be right – I’m not averse to sowing little seeds of confusion – just to give the rational mind a run for its money – but in all seriousness…

Come on Merry – you can’t say “in all seriousness” – flip upside down and stand on the ceiling.

Can’t.

Well – obviously you can – but it’s highly provocative of you – scarcely decent, in fact.

I had no intention to offend your rational sensibilities Zie, but how else are we going to grasp the gordion knot of infinity – if you’re hell bent on being a…

Sorry – I missed what you were saying. You’re cutting out Merry. Perhaps you could revert to the mean and stand right ways up. Damn – where’s he gone now?

Behind you Zie.

Uh? Zie turns around but can’t see Merry.

I said behind you.

No matter how fast Zie turns, Merry is always behind him.

Here I am, here I am.

Would you quit messing around Merry. You’re being infantile again.

Ok – if I can’t get you up to speed this way, then perhaps I can toss you a bomb.

No, not again. I’ve had enough of your bombs.

This is just really a little bubble.

Just a bubble? You sure?

Absolutely. It’s a little bubble of infinity.

A bubble of infinity? Sounds a little too good to be true. Are you sure it isn’t dangerous?

That depends on your definition of dangerous.

Oh Christ Merry – stop playing around with definitions.

Look Zie, so much in fact depends upon your perception that it’s really almost impossible for me to say what is what. As far as I’m concerned the bomb is not dangerous. It won’t kill you. It won’t even hurt you, though it will temporarily…

What?

Er… paralyse your rational mind – the part of your mind that thinks things.

Oh sh**

Try not to use unseemly language Zie. Some of our readers are highly sensitive to words that smell too earthy.

Sorry… What am I saying sorry for – you’re trying to kill me with your infinity bomb.

Look – I promise you’ll enjoy it – if not at first, then in an hour or two when you reatomise.

Holy cow!

1

No, stop!

2

I mean it, Merry. Don’t you dare!

3

A beautiful iridescent bubble of nought that is one, and no less one that is nought – hovers intelligently ahead of Zie – just around head height – maybe a little higher.

You’ll observe that nothing bad has happened – because believe it or not – you’re in control. Infinity cannot, will not impose itself upon you.

You mean it’s conscious? 

There’s only one way to find out.

Ah – Zie falls for it – perhaps it was meant to be. No sooner does Zie address the bubbly blob of infinity floating ahead of him than something happens in the field of consciousness – or perhaps in the quantum field – I hardly know which – and the blob is suddenly invited into a kind of fusion experience with Zie. As Merry so faithfully indicated a moment earlier – this kind of encounter is not really possible in 3D space – or in a physical body for that matter – so Zie is now completely, utterly deatomised. A ticklish feeling. Yet it happens so fast, I can’t even use the past tense. It just happens, in an agonising moment of ticklishness – or even the feeling of wanting to sneeze or wanting to yawn – if you can imagine feeling that gripping you at the cellular and atomic level. It’s a bit of a primal scream – to say the least – but no scream is heard because no body exists. Instead – there is an engagement in thought no longer constrained by physical things – a different kind of thought – in which Zie finds himself thinking infinity – and the bubbly blob of infinity, conversely, finds itself thinking something infinitely strange from its perspective – thinking things – and never the twain shall meet.

You mean to say that at this moment – you are effectively me? Zie asks the blob.

More than that – the blob replies.

Huh?

I mean to say that at this moment I have access to all your form fields – so I’m able to experience any/ every aspect of who or what you may be – and as time isn’t a limiting factor – guess what?

What?

I flip across.

Huh?

I become you – for an entire lifetime – more in fact.

Hey! You can’t just take me over. That’s my body.

Oh – rest assured – your body is your own – my you exists in a multiverse – whereas your you exists – or did, at least, in a universe.

Er…

The minute we separate – you’ll be back in your usual self – in your universe – but guess what?

What?

Guess.

Er…

Feel me – feel my conscious-ness. Guess.

Oh – I see – I can feel your mind – your – God – it beggars belief – it…

Yes

You mean to say that everything I experience, everything I do in my life from now on will be an interaction with multiverse me – that is you?

Is that what you felt?

Yes.

Then it is so.

Oh.

Except this happens outside time – does it not – so you can roll that back into the past, if you don’t mind.

You mean to say…

I don’t mean anything.

It’s just a figure of speech – sorry.

No worries.

You mean that I’ve only ever been experiencing things as a kind of shadow, a pixilation, a physical representation of your…

Tricky, isn’t it – putting it into words.

You’re telling me.

But the answer is yes. How could you possibly exist without me or conversely…

But you’re infinite – surely you could exist without me?

Is that what you think?

Oh – sorry – just a habit of thought – no, I feel the absurdity of what I was trying to think.

Good.

So – are you really alive? Are you really me?

Feel your way through these question thoughts Zie. Feel the universe expand and contract as you let these question thoughts carry you to the edge and back, as you become increasingly aware of the multiverse, as you sense…

There, there… don’t be sad, Zie.

Sad? Am I sad?

You’ve been weeping tissue loads of tears for at least four hours now.

I have?

You want proof?

My God – all those tissues?!

Yes.

But I feel so…

Light?

Yes. And – happy. My God – I was… have I been back for four hours already? I never even noticed.

It takes a little time for the mind to adjust. And some emotional release too.

You’re telling me. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh…

Ok, Ok, I got the message. So no regrets. You were happy to experience the mad blob from beyond?

Camera zooms back – leaving Merry and Zie chatting in their 3D droplet space of thingfulness.

Somewhere deep inside – at the back of Zie’s mind – as he continues talking with Merry – the thought quietly lurks – am i really back? – am i really me? – or merely experiencing the flip side of my other-ness? – the many me-s outside time – criss-crossing the multiverse somehow in sync with whatever i’m feeling, experiencing, thinking here in so-called 3D? You see – a shade – a shadow of infinity now permeates, now pervades – now informs the mind that hitherto knew only the closed box, the contained world of things. Imperceptibly, imperceptibly Zie has accepted zero equals one – has allowed that thinking has an otherness – utterly strange to the rational mind – yet no less real – and thinking infinity is the only thing keeping Zie alive – holding his atoms aligned in the newly birthed universe – for the old one is no more, Ono saw to that.