middle earth

You mean to say that everything I write here reorganises reality, the matrix and the entire universe?

    Yep.

But…

    How?

Yeah – how the hell? I mean…

    How can someone as small and insignificant as you have such a vast reach – affecting atoms, molecules, star systems, civilisations beyond measure – more or less instantaneously.

Yeah, exactly. There’s no way, realistically, that it can be true.

    Correct. Realistically there’s no way it can be true because you’d have to be everywhere and anywhere, wouldn’t you?

Precisely – which simply isn’t realistic.

    Which simply isn’t realistic – is it?

Er… no. It surely isn’t.

    Except… [1 – 2 – 3]

Well? Aren’t you going to say something?

    There’s no point, is there – you yourself, perfectly rationally, agreed that it’s completely unrealistic – and yet I don’t seem to have a problem with this.

Why not?

    Because I’ve never been an adherent to the “we’ve got all the answers” camp, still less the “consciousness is a closed book” camp, and did I mention my utter contempt and scorn for the psi-fascist “what you see is what you get” camp.

Er… you mean to say that you don’t trust your senses.

    Nope.

Then what?

    This…

Merry takes a mobile device from his pocket and logs into beetle.net

Hey – why are you using a device? Surely you can do this directly – if consciousness is the be-all-and-end-all you claim it to be.

    Sure – but let’s keep the limitless powers of c3 on hold for a moment or two, let’s just investigate whether or not the universe responds to anything we input.

Er… Ok – but why do you have to use the beetle net – isn’t that kind of cheating?

    Not at all. The entire internet, in fact, sits upon the beetle net – it’s just nobody realises this. They imagined that it just works automatically – little suspecting that they were plugging into an already existing system – or at least a limited aspect of that system.

Oh.

    So, there’s a lot of program code in the regular internet designed to normalise things – which is great if you’re in a fragile reality where people aren’t quite yet reality to handle the quantum nature of Is – but for the sake of our little experiment – let’s cut out the middleman – let’s get the raw data.

Ok – what do you want to input?

    I thought I’d leave that to you. Here, catch.

Merry tosses the device towards Zie. Actually, on closer inspection – no, he doesn’t. He tosses it up in the air – as if he’s trying to stick a pancake on the ceiling – causing Zie to look in dismay – wondering how he’s going to catch the thing – but, blink and you’d miss it – the next second the device is in Zie’s hand.

Hey – how did that get there?

    Nice catch, Zie – I didn’t know you had it in you.

Stop making fun of me, Merry. You know full well that I never caught the device. It just somehow popped into my hand.

    Weird, isn’t it, and yet I assure you that you caught it.

How can you be so sure?

    Because I saw it from both angles.

What do you mean?

    I saw it from the usual 3D angle – in which, you’re right, it appeared to appear in your hand with no connecting frames, but I also saw it from the beetle.net perspective.

Yes?

    Why don’t you take a look?

How?

    In your hand – look at the screen.

What the h…

Zie gazes in fascination as he sees things moving in a way he’s never previously conceived. Instead of straight lines moving from a to b with the passage of time – there’s a kind of molecular time – way, way faster than the human eye or mind can perceive – a fluctuating field – zero ones you might say – in which everything moves between two opposing points of view – the “am i?” – if yes – "one", if no – "zero"; and the “is it?” – if yes – "one", if no – "zero".

You mean to say this is all a mathematical process designed to ascertain who or what is more real?

    Apparently so.

But how does that explain anything?

    Well, once you have the algorithm, you can beat the machine – is that not so? Like if you were gaming in a casino, and you just happened to have beetle.net uploaded to your frontal lobe.

Can you do that?

    Of course.

And you’d always win?

    Well, any algorithm or code used here in 3D, from the beetle.net perspective is going to be entirely predictable.

But they could change it?

    Not without letting me know – if I’m tuned into this particular domain.

Oh. So you basically have limitless power here in 3D?

    Basically, yes, but that’s not saying much, is it?

How do you mean?

    Well, if we set up this entire enterprise – we’re not going to gain anything by gaming its systems, front running its algorithms or cheating its people.

But… you don’t mean to say that you were the ones… I thought that was God?

    It was – it is. It’s always God from within the system – because when you’re locked inside – God accurately describes the standing wave of infinity you encounter when you contemplate the edge of things – the beginning, the creator… but technically speaking – that’s only true from within the system. If and when you hack beetle.net – then things are a bit different.

You mean God doesn’t exist?

    No – I mean that God cannot describe me or my cohorts – so God is now redefined or re-envisioned in terms of the new event horizon – the new point at which infinity makes itself known.

Like what?

    Like who created us, or beetle.net, or set the game in motion – who differentiated am i and is it, our dichotomy squared in the first place?

Er… why squared? Isn’t it just a case of one or t’other?

    You’d think so, but then you realise each question implies another.

Such as?

    Such as “who’s asking” or “who cares”?

Oh. But why does it matter who’s asking or who cares?

    It doesn’t – no more than it matters whether i am or it is – but these questions are what drive the entire system we refer to as reality, the universe or life itself.

You mean to say that even frogs and fish are asking the same questions?

    Yes no.

Yes no? Can’t you be a little more specific?

    Not really.

Er… why not?

    Because in the end this is just code – zeros and ones resolving themselves, iterating unceasingly through a formula which is nowhere to be found – but present throughout. Now, when you get down to beetle.net there are parts of that formula which become fairly obvious, which you’re able to tap into – parts which regulate the 3D experience – parts that you’re not going to abuse unnecessarily because to do so would do something like this…

Hey – what are you doing Merry?

    I’m going to show you how instant karma works.

Instant what?

    Watch.

Just tell me please.

    And kill the surprise – no way.

Merry types a few indecipherable symbols on the phone device and suddenly the room is sideways – or should I say upside down – come to think of it – more like inside out – like everything’s in reverse – suffice it to say that the mind finds these things extremely hard to process – but watching electrons floating around the desktop computer – and images popping off the screen into what appears to be space – is somewhat daunting – no less so than finding oneself engaged in an existential hum along with one’s wall mounted router.

    How did it go Zie – did it tell you anything?

The router?

    No – the internet.

You mean I was speaking with the internet?

    Apparently so.

OMG. It was like talking to my granddad – so wise and calm. You mean to say the internet is an actual being?

    Not really – but obviously just now that’s how you experienced it – which is not all that strange when you consider the near limitless possibilities of conscious-ness.

Er… so where’s the instant karma? It was weird – for sure – but nothing bad really happened.

    Me – didn’t you notice me?

No, I didn’t – where were you?

    I was tied up.

You were? What do you mean?

    I was obviously messing around with reality – which is Ok – I can do it – but there are – how shall i put it – consequences.

Yes – what happened? Was it bad?

    Not too bad. I kind of enjoy it really.

How bad is not too bad.

    Well, let’s say that if you’d done what i just did – you’d have died a thousand deaths – give or take half a dozen.

Uh?

    In my case – I was fighting off multiple entities which were trying to rip me to pieces in all kinds of interesting ways.

Yes? Really?

    Well, what is real when you’ve just inverted reality? But yes – to all intents and purposes – that’s how it seemed – that’s how it was perceived.

So you actually saw these entities trying to rip you apart?

    Depending on which frame I chose to view them – a bit like a computer game in which I can toggle views. They could appear as insect form, as bots, as abstract entities or any other possible variation.

Oh – so they were kind of abstract – without substance. It was just a mind game?

    Nope. They were utterly real – it’s just I was operating on the other side of beetle.net – holding your signal inverted – which is an infraction of your right to normalcy – and thus all hell was let lose to ensure that I didn’t take it too far.

So hell is real?

    Of course it’s real – though not exactly as you imagine it.

So what happened then?

    Once I saw you’d had enough playtime – it let the quantum stream revert to norm – and here we are.

So you were completely invisible – I couldn’t have seen you if I’d tried?

    Why do you say that? Remember – you can be both active and passive. Fundamentally you’re no different from me.

So I could become aware of you – even if I couldn’t see you?

    Let’s try it and see.

Zie finds himself back in the upside down inside out room – with a strange, light headed, slightly quesy feeling in his stomach – but this time he’s looking around – trying to figure out how he can spot Merry. With his regular eyes there’s not a sign of Merry to be seen – but then Zie remembers the router and starts humming with it again – this time, doing so, he realises he can hum Merry into view – and there, horror upon horrors, he sees the poor guy utterly beset by horrendous creatures of the abyss. Picture, if you would, Gandalf on the bridge – assailed by the indescribable Balrog – and to his amazement he hears Merry addressing it:

I am a servant of the Secret of Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass! The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn.

The creature falls down, down – and to his utter horror, Zie perceives in slow time the tail whipping back to grab Merry and…

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Zie cries in an unhuman voice – shocking himself beyond comprehension – and the next moment – literally the very second with nought in between – back in normal reality – Zie hyperventilating uncontrollably – Merry wetting himself laughing – pretending to be concerned – mopping Zie’s brow with a huge, fluffy damp cloth – as if playing outrageously to an invisible audience.

As Zie comes to – and returns to a more moderate rate of breathing – he can barely stop himself laughing –

Er… Merry – what are you doing? Are you insane? I’m nearly dead with fright and you’re just acting the clown – and who’s the audience – I don’t see them.

    Another time – you’ll see them soon enough. You’re back – well done Zie.

Well done? What do you mean?

    Do you want to see the action replay?

Not really – well, actually, yes.

Merry whips out the mobile device – which somehow he never drops – and Zie’s jaw is dropping about as far as a jaw can reasonably be expected to drop – actually a little further. Apparently, the device can extend the usual rigid lines that make our reality so comfortably contained.

That’s me?

    Yes – impressive, aren’t you?

But that leather costume? The hat?

    Actually it’s a kind of helmet – very effective – made by the elves. Now – watch this…

The This Merry is referring to takes some beating. As soon as Zie – now something of a cross between Aragorn and Legolas – utters his unmistakable Noooooooooooooooooooooo! the beetle.net shifts views, as it does, to the quantum level – and there the code goes haywire – on the Tolkien view it’s like a shard of pure energy flashes from Ziegornlas – striking the Balrog’s tail and cutting it off – while on the math screen there appears to be a sudden resolution of problem posed by Merry’s interruption of the usual flow of quanta in the stream of Is – a fish leaps in the air and Dorothy row, rows her boat past – smiling sweetly, entrancingly as Zie – caving in his heart, as he all but leaps into the water – imagining himself a fish, a water molecule – anything – just to see that smile once again.

    No you don’t – Merry hauls him back on an elastic line.

Zie is speechless. Mouth opens and closes but no sound will come out. Merry does the same – blows a big rainbow bubble from his mouth – somehow, and moves exactly like a fish – to the extent that Zie hears himself laughing once again, and finds himself inexplicably mimicking Merry to great effect.

Insanity, insanity – is what Zie hears himself saying several whiles beyond – safely removed from all temptation – back in the safe seclusion of normalcy.

    So you see, Zie – things happen fast, do they not, when you start playing the fool, messing with beetle.net?

You’re telling me. So why do you do it?

    Good question. They once asked a famous climber after he climbed the Matterhorn why he did it. You know what he said?

Nope.

    Because it’s there. But I would add – because I am.

Ah, but are you?

    0=1  touché.

So, you mean to say that it’s all just a…

    No – I never mean anything – I assure you.

Then what?

    Sooner or later it becomes apparent that you are a human being – and not just a human thing.

Uh?

    The minute this clicks into place – nothing can or will stand in your way. You simply start being – and being is not the kind of thing that can be limited in any way, shape or form.

Oh.

    So what starts as a specific enquiry into some technical aspect of the internet, math or c3 conscious-ness – rapidly escalates – takes you into an awareness

That all is one – no matter how absurd, how unreasonable this may sound.

    Precisely.

And Middle Earth?

    Is one of the places you discover on your journey back to centre.

Worlds within worlds.

    Wheels within wheels.

après le déluge

After love

Did you know that love can die

and when it does

when it does

the i or the o

the zero or the one

two words

life

and love

how close is close?

how close is close?

So when i loved i was all I

I was all about

what I need

what I want

what I hope

I was a hyper-state of feeling

what I’m not

what I haven’t got

I was all about needing more

until, that is, I died

yes, in case you find it hard to believe
 I died

thank God

 thank god

 than k gOd

   three should suffice

hopefully you bothered to read them feelingly

i tried to provide a little candy for the eye-mind

just to slow you down enough

to let it sink

in

or down

dow n

d

o

w

n

thank god I

died

you know – i’d do it all again

i as in life

as opposed to o – i’ll let you infer

the rest

you’re sharp – you’ll cope

got to keep i o engine ticking over

somewhere between me and you

somewhere between life and death

between me and her

the one, spelt with an o – paradoxically

the one who helped punctuate my

i

so now that i live

in a state of punctuation

humbler

wiser

no – that will not do

now that i’ve transitioned love

discovered an other state

of being

o – the things i have learned

when life led me into a noughtfulness

of what 

pity? you ask –
pity?

look at me – look at me now

says the cat in the hat

look at me now – astride the multiverse

colossal

one foot – one mind in 3d – still

the other – not

not here – not anywhere i can readily define

for how can a wheel, an o, a nought be defined

except in death

grief

a wringing of hands

a wailing

and gnashing of teeth

how?

by now i’m sure you’ve read my Spells

S capitalised – i know some will object

but let your eye-mind contract a breath

or two and it will pass, rest

aSsured

so Spells were the fruit, the progeny, if you will

of my death

finally it came to pass

Eve’s fig leaf fell to the ground

and Adam scratches his head

wondering what all the fuss

had been about

Spells – the song of my death

my gift to myself and all humanity

remember Colossus?

we poet men

all vainglorious hyperbolists

outfacing the sun

or God forbid, God

insisting that our bed

our room

our eye

here lies all

here in my spell – small s

my word weft insanity

my dimensional drama

clutch gear shift

an other brought to us

courtesy of s

the slithery one that worked

so tireleSsly to inveigle

Eve into the passionate state

of Self love – the capital state of

I

ah – so my love – it was time

to dot my i – and who better

to trip me up

to break my stride

to banana skin

my very eye-ful-mind

than O – an empty being

a being of no worth

no beauty or grace

a consummate O

to her I gave my heart

and O decided not

and not proceeded nOt

and there I might have languished

indefinitely

were it not for the fact

that zero, undeniably, equals one

yes, no matter how absurd this sounds

i’m the living proof –

am i not

for behold my dotted i

behold my life – gaze higher – see my head among the stars

the sun is below my nose – is it not

perhaps at the height of my Adam’s apple

on a winter’s day

or third eye in summer

colossal i stand astride

the one place i could not die

no matter what – triptychally – how, or why

my refuge

my home beyond the cold wilderness

the savagery of God’s – dare you aspire to be a poet – 3D

yes, beloved one and all

yes, beloved child of infinity

yes, beloved mushroom maid

fair Dorothea –

mistress of the quantum stream

here we stand

indeterminably

in a fractal state of holography

here we bend, curve, wend and weave

through line and verse

of spells that cannot be contained

in any thing we think we know

or think we feel

or even think – matters

the very stuff of i and o

the very stuff of infinity

teasing us – why?

to be revealed and thus reveal

especially

Karmic Court reconvened for Earth

Beloved all that is

0=1

               it is   i am

NOTIFICATION – for general distribution through the field of consciousness to all beings involved in this 3D live project

On this day of April 1^st, 2018

i hereby declare

the reconvention, reinstitution of the universal karmic court

to provide remedies for any being who is wronged and suffers loss

because of the actions of another, whether those actions were carried out

knowingly or unknowingly, should the individual(s) concerned seek restitution.

Wherever possible the applicant should notify the parties concerned of the karmic claim

In order to afford them the opportunity to provide voluntary karmic remedy before the court

Itself considers the case in question within a given timeframe.

Should the karmic court award damages/ compensation then this shall be levied against any organisation, corporation, “government”, “church” to name but three, and also the competent officers involved; as well as against private individuals.

Should it not be possible to formally notify the organisation or individual, or deliberately difficult to do so, then Notification can be effected telepathically no less effect – but preferably by taking the trouble to write a formal NOTIFICATION on paper – reading it aloud – and keeping it out for three days – before reading it again. This formality is to ensure clarity and exclude frivolous claims.

Claims which are deemed unreasonable by the High Court of Karma will, of course, be dismissed, whereas all claims having merit will be satisfied to the full extent of the law, in accordance with universal principles of justice. The Karmic Court operates at the energy consciousness level and thus takes into account things visible and invisible – including intent of parties involved, and ensures swift and impartial, effective remedy.

It is not without trepidation that i, Lord of the Change, reinstitute the operability of the Karmic Court here in this Earth 3D live project – for it works both ways – each and every one of us can and will be subject to the rule of karmic law from henceforth – should individuals choose to avail themselves of the services of the said court – but observing the lawlessness of a political elite who are currently abusing huge numbers of individuals through administrative means, by war and persecution, sexual predation of minors, torture, chemical, electromagnetic and other means, let this be an empowerment tool – to remind individuals that no one is above the law – that all of us have the direct means to end abuse and seek timely restitution without needing to paEarth 3D live project – for it works both ways – each and every one of us can and will be subject to the rule of karmic law from henceforth – should individuals choose to avail themselves of the services of the said court – but observing the lawlessness of a political elite who are currently abusing huge numbers of individuals through administrative means, by war and persecution, sexual predation of minors, torture, chemical, electromagnetic and other means, let this be an empowerment tool – to remind individuals that no one is above the law – that all of us have the direct means to end abuse and seek timely restitution without needing to pay lawyers’ fees or worry about court bias.

And thus, forthwith, I declare the Earth’s Karmic Court connection fully re-established and immediately open for business. I immediately lay before the karmic court all cases involving children who are being abused by adults for whatever reason – especially at a state organised political level involving cover ups. I request immediately cessation of abusive activities and either exposure and removal from office of the individuals concerned – or whatever remedy the Karmic court sees most fitting – with the maximum possible application of compassion, and if possible, the option to go through healing, or some kind of peace and reconciliation commission – but again – let the court decide.

Likewise I call to the attention of the court all illegal wars, and military activity in countries such as Yemen, Afghanistan, Syria and so forth. May all state officials or private individuals who are clearly abusing others for whatever reason be held accountable and prevented from continuing to do so.

Further I present to the court medical abuses – through harmful vaccines or other treatments which are doing more harm than good. May the organisations involved and individuals be held to karmic account to help clear up this area of abuse.

Further I present geo-engineering or other activities negatively affecting the planet. May the individuals and parties involved be held to account and prevented from further damage to our good planet – within the prescribed powers and constraints of the karmic court – which is not, of course, intended to deprive completely mankind of the ability to exercise free will, but does, however, offer a lever to hold to account those who have chosen to exercise their free will choice abusively.

Further, I present religions or cults, including science or government organisations which are knowingly concealing or manipulating information to confuse or mislead individuals. I ask the High Karmic Court to hold them to account.

Further I present to the court the legal profession whose gross and fraudulent manipulation of definitions, legal status and other illegal misrepresentations or manipulations have made a mockery of the legal system in many countries, including the US, the UK, the EU and others. I respectfully request that all organisation, courts, officers and individuals involved in fraudulent, illegal activities designed to subvert the natural, open rule of law be held accountable and dealt with accordingly, for their good, and the good of all.

Further I present to the court the financiers, some of whom have been engaged in gross manipulation of markets for personal or political gain. These egregious acts must be brought to karmic resolution forthwith – I request that the karmic circuitry be reconnected giving these individuals, corporations and governments the benefit of immediate feedback for their actions. 

Humanity has suffered grievously from the absence of the karmic court feedback mechanism – as legal remedy has largely been absent under existing systems – so I thank the members of the Karmic Court for the possibility of being able to apply to them once again for remedy – knowing that Karmic remedy is almost instantaneous – happening at the energy consciousness level. Suddenly, individuals or groups who have been involved in gross breaches of natural law lose all access to the energy stream or life force which was allowing them to continue uninhibitedly. They always have the option to reform – and the High Court of Karma has counsellors who provide needed timely counsel to all parties involved, that they may heal and realign with natural law – should that be their desire. Now, with the Karmic Court reinstated – they and all of us have the benefit of a feedback loop which informs us of  the extent to which we are harming others and, no less, ourselves, by our actions, our words, our thoughts, or even our failure to act.

And thus 3 – 2 – 1 I, James Merry, Lord of the Change, declare the Karmic Court now open and let this NOTIFICATION be disseminated to all beings on Earth in our space of being and doing – that they/ we can now put our house in order, karmically, and start doing what our prime function always has been – to weave and create alchemically from the matter of daily stuff, gold, beauty, high poetry.

0=1   it is  i am

Infinity                                                                                                                  signed     James Merry

the metrics of nought

are you ready to fly?

   er

are you ready to fly?

   er

are you ready to fly

   i

you’re not –

   well

you’re afraid

   i

you’ve reattached to normalcy – haven’t you

   …

and suddenly it feels horribly exposed – unnecessarily so

to cast yourself off the edge – into the abyss – as it seems

as it feels – as, in a sense, it is

   …

and who can blame you?

   …

who can blame you for wanting to steer clear of that

gut wrenching plunge into/ through infinity

with never the least guarantee, no matter how many times

you go

that you’ll return

   …

giving yourself once more to limitless uncertainty

can appal the most stalwart proponent of anarchy

if he/she has failed to observe the basic unities

of heart-mind-zero-nought

   uh?

for as soon as we fail to preserve these unities

the barrier to flight becomes too great – we have

too much to lose in the finite space we’ve inadvertently

allowed to grow

   but – zero nought – what is that?

as if you didn’t already know

   but really, i don’t, or cannot recall

you cannot recall the zero-nought?

   not separately, no – I always assumed

   they were one and the same

zero nought – one and the same?

of course not – just look at the shape

of the words – feel them – sense where

they are from – where they are leading

   easier said than done

easier done when done – seek and you shall know

is that not what we say outside 3D mind-control

   i wouldn’t know – I’ve never knowingly…

don’t be so sure – come on Zie – zero nought

what do you get, what have you got?

   zero – nought – zie? i’m at a loss – i

cannot fathom – cannot tell – cannot hope

to know what is – am bound to disagree

   no – it’s just i genuinely don’t

genuinely? Would you genuinely now

engage infinity just long enough to

allow things to settle back into place

here – look at this – what do you see?

   aaaaaaaaaaaaargh

that’s one way of putting it – or you could try this

mmmmmmmmmm

   hey – how do you hover above the page like that?

am i screaming?

   no?

why not?

   i don’t know

yes you do – try it and see

   aaaaaaaaaaaaargh

haven’t we been there before?

   yes, i… ah

ah, as opposed to aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh

   the ability to let go, to accept the zero nought

to one or not to one

   let me try again

if you must

   mmmmmmmmmm

so how does it feel – the abyss reaching up

to you from my magic sheet of

noughtfulness

   you know, Merry, I’m at a loss

   to put in words the mind-heart

   the zero-nought – strange to tell

   i seem to lose myself in the process

you do? i wonder why, or how, or…

   you don’t – you know full well the

   metrics of uncertainty – the de-atom/

   re-atomisation at in-finity

   like a particle exceeding the speed of light

   suddenly in-finitely massive or in-finitely

   not – and thus the atomic configuration

   flips through 180/360 degree

figuratively speaking – in fact there are

concentricities which come into play

but more of that another time

   so instead of being what i am here in 3D

   suddenly I’m at the bottom of a well

   or the top of a vast elevation

   either seemingly miniscule – a zero point

   or vastly expanded to the infinitude of nought

indeed – and never the twain

   shall meet

  

  

    

[instead of love]

You missed the boat

love is long since gone

dead

    dead?

dead

as a door

nail

    why the gap down

    line

    space – why not run it on, indefinitely? Why not

    flow?

Er – you’re more interested in technicalities than the central theme –

love?

    I don’t see how you can separate the two

    if love is in-

    deed dead

    as a door

    nail

   – as you say

    then how you express

    this perceived truth

    cannot be any less

    important than what

    you actually said

    /say

for the poem is a picture

i infer

that tells a thousand words

    indeed

    it does

    your word is a blunt

    blunt tool

    like your note

    or your brush stroke

    pixel or dot

    until allowed to roam freely

    across the wild open

    space

    the unchartered west

    the blank screen or page

    like wild buffalo

    where it feeds on all-fulness

    and rediscovers the pathless way

    of                               .  [                    or

    perhaps              ~

    but then along comes the desire

    to know

    with its left-right gravitational bias

    drawing the eyes

    drawing mind ever onwards

    and down

    into the next

    line or page

    the latest iteration

    of space’s fractal in-zoom/unfold -ingness

    a dance ever re-inventing

    re-defining now

    for lo

    behold – the now cannot

    be contained by form

    be that word

    or thought

    image

    or any thing that screen or page

    conveys it-erally

it-erally – I’m not sure

I follow the sense of this

word

    no

    you haven’t yet seen

    the deeper dance

the?

    the deeper dance

    wherein page –

    the blank screen

    represents infinity =

infinity? but why?

    you missed or ignored the equals sign

that made no sense –

I assumed it was a typo

    the same way your mind ignores any thing

    that fits not into

    the generally accepted iteral flow of things

oh

    assuming, as it does, that variables need to be kept

    to a minimum – to avoid

    confusing counter unities

    or, god forbid, disrupt

    the muchfulness of much

    and thus the page is colonised by words

    words which establish directional bias

    which bring to heel the wolf

    now domesticated dog

    incorporating every wild

    natural archetype

    into a matrix of left-right-down

    hierarchalised flow

    which is entrained directionally

    and skewed towards

    converting an incalculable

    unquantifiable

    isness of being

    into a iteralised

    statistically significant

    mean mathematically

    mind-can-graspfullness of things

    no matter what shape or form

    those things may appear

    to be

er…

    so once you have channelled infinity

    into your apparently-certain field

    you have a regular flow

    of things

    it-erally

    which yields whatever you may need

    and love is now a diamond ring

    unless

    until

    you exceed the load tolerance  

    of what is apparently what

er…

    for should you attempt to assume

    your system is immutable

    should you exceed the maximum carry

    allowed

    your long-established directional bias

    will suddenly

    unexpectedly reverse

but how will we know?

    how will you know

yes, how will we know?

    you will know when love is –

dead?

    dead

gulp

    and the diamond ring disintegrates

    only then will you learn

    the power concealed behind

    within whatever love

    whatever poetry

    whatever life in its

    uncontainable life-fulness

    is

    and as your babel tower of hypothecated

    meaning crumbles

    into the sea of unknowableness

    you will rediscover

    a wild magic

    to carry you across

    the raging torrent

    no less

you think?

    i know

you know?

    i       – behold

oh