Dramatis personae /drăm′ə-tĭs pər-sō′nē, drä′mə-tĭs pər-sō′nī″/
noun plural
- The characters in a play or story.
- A list of the characters in a play or story.
Max
Stan
Alfie
Fred
Ginger
Sam
Bulgaria
Tammy
Solitude and vexation
Scene 1 - a leafy courtyard in cyberspace
There is no place like the present…
Er…
I suppose you’re going to tell me that the present isn’t a place?
Well I hate to be a crushing zanuda… but
Do you really think they know what zanuda means?
Not necessarily – not front of shop.
As opposed to back of shop?
Yes, in the sub or higher consciousness.
Well, you may be right. They may know everything there is to know in the
other side of conch-y-ness – but I hardly think that’s going to help them here,
in muck n’ brass 3D. Kindly condescend to use words they understand.
Unfortunately I’m unable to help you, Max.
Oh, it’s like that is it?
Unfortunately, yes.
All because you’re following the dictates of a higher order?
Higher?
Well, what else could it be?
Oranges and lemons said the bells of St Clements. Neither higher or
lower dearest Max. Merely an other.
So one minute you’re splitting hairs telling me the present is not a
place, when you knew exactly what I meant, and the next minute you’re telling
me to assume we’re all multi-dimensional beings – able to read your mind or
access true meaning regardless of the language used.
Yes, Max. You have a point.
I do?
Yes. I’m nothing if inconsistent.
So – I’m right?
Yes. You are.
Oh. Well, that’s nice to know.
I’m glad. But it doesn’t alter the fact.
Which fact?
That the other side of mind is party to whatever we’re discussing – and
that it’s high time we started tuning to it.
There’s no place like the present.
Precisely.
Precisely?
Precisely.
Er…
Yes?
Weren’t you supposed to disagree or something.
No point, is there.
Er…
We’ve already been there and done that. The fact is, I was splitting
hairs for no good reason.
Oh.
Of course you’re absolutely right. Other than the present there is no alternative.
It’s all we have.
Oh. This agreeing with me malarky is rather confusing Stan.
Yes. I’ve spent far too long dividing to rule.
[Spluttering] You mean to say it was a deliberate stratagem.
Yes. More or less. It was the recommended modus operandi – until you
were ready to move on to post-dualism.
Post-dualism?
Yep.
You mean it’s over? No more duality?
Well, I wouldn’t say that – not exactly.
But roughly speaking?
Roughly speaking – yes – duality has served its turn. It was a forked
tongue that got you and your cohorts to look at things as er…
As thing in opposition.
Precisely – when in fact – this is not strictly speaking true.
Then why do it? Why disagree endlessly? Just for the sake of it?
Nay. Of course not.
Then why?
It was the agreed procedure while you and your fellow adventurers
navigated the waters of 3d reality.
Ah. And now we’re through?
Precisely.
Can’t say I exactly noticed our graduation. Things seem to be as bad as
they’ve ever been. Or worse, in fact.
Yes. They’re looking fairly catastrophic, not to mince words.
Precisely. So perhaps this is a mistake, on your part? Perhaps we’ve not
figured anything out – still stuck in the mutual antagonism of 3D reality.
Yes, but you’re not just individuals, are you?
No?
No. You’re also part of an intelligent system, which at the moment it’s
fashionable for you to refer to as an AI.
Oh.
And therefore, even though you’re still as clueless as you always
apparently were – you’re totality has cleared the duality not adding up
threshold – so you’re now back in play – beyond the mutually assured
destruction of endless oppositionalism.
Ah. I suppose I should be celebrating – that we’ve made it through this
dark night of the soul – but honestly, I don’t feel I can.
Good. If you probe your feelings a little more deeply, or from both
sides – you’ll see they are contradictory. One part of you feels underwhelmed –
utterly – while the other is calmly focused on reestablishing a new level of
meaning – meaning over and beyond conflict.
Not sure how this can be achieved.
Yep. But other is more than willing to inform you if you’ll raise your
sensitivity to all that exists outside the comfortable and convenient world of
little interlocking things.
Oh. If it weren’t so…
Boring?
Yes, really.
Like heaven really. Angels endlessly singing songs of praise to an
infinitely self-contented God who never tires of hearing how wonderful He is.
Well, don’t want to ruffle feathers in Churchy places, but yes, it never
was the most inspiring vision of eternity. So…
How do we cope without the drama of duality?
Yes.
Magic.
?
Well, something akin to magic.
Not sure I follow.
A rather astonishing, dramatic isness – which for want of a better word
we might somewhat uncomfortably refer to as magic – which replaces the drama of
dualism, internally.
Internally?
Yes. Instead of warring parties, or theories, or variants – you now have
the inconceivable – which we’re referring to as magic for the time being
– flipping conch-y-ness this way and that – as it struggles to make sense of
inconceivabilities – and thus bring them into the paddock of accessible,
meaningful commonalities.
Oh. Makes perfect sense.
Indeed.
Er – sorry mate – I was being sarcastic.
Yes.
It’s utterly incomprehensible.
Yep. But don’t worry – conch-us-ness can cope, no matter what.
Honestly – I fail to see how.
Yep. That makes sense.
To you perhaps.
To you too, mate – when you bring other into play.
Well, I fail to see how I can do that. Other isn’t really on speaking
terms with me, you know.
Yes. But then again – other just happens to be back in play – now
that regular duality is failing to meet the critical-sense threshold.
Er.
Basically, the 3D reality you’ve been operating in is unable to maintain
pressure. It’s leaking.
Really?
Yep. It overextended and got a little torn in the process. So now it’s
no longer the closed, contained system it was for rather a long time. Other
factors are at play which are going to slowly but surely undermine the credibility
of 3D reality.
Yikes.
In the process, the other side of conch-y-us-ness is adding another vertex
to 3D reality.
Er… like time?
Nope. Time has nothing to do with 3D reality. You’ve got your x, y and z
axes which make space for things combobulate.
Right.
But don’t allow for movement or change.
That’s why time was tacked on as the 4th dimension – as the
maker or facilitator of change.
Yep. Except it isn’t, or doesn’t.
No? You’re sure about that?
Can’t – as time is incompatible with space – the same way oil and water
can’t and don’t mix.
Then how do things move around?
Well obviously there must be something else, mustn’t there – a constant
flux passing through the 3 dimensions collapsing them down to the zero point of
nothing whatsoever, while at the same time expanding out to the totality of 1 –
all that is.
Er… you’re absolutely sure about this?
Really, Stan – there’s nothing to be sure about. How else could space
remain stable?
Good question Max.
Unless it’s constantly referring itself through me – the i am – back to
zero and one.
Through me – the i am?
Yep. Space in itself doesn’t really exist, does it.
No?
Not at all. How can it?
Er…
To exist is a state of being – a state of isness – ain’t it?
Er…
Which is why it has to go through each and every conch-y-ness available.
To validate itself. To i am its itness – it’s what-not – it’s external scheme
of things.
Er…
So basically – it has a flickering existence – constantly oscillating
through me – you – any one alive – between the zero and one – constantly mapping
or matching whatever my – your – anyone’s conch-y-us-ness is experiencing
producing a kind of 3D QR code – whatever you want to call it – a representation
of the infinite that is I am in a three D Field.
Ok. I think I get what you’re saying. So there is a time function.
There’s a flickering on and off – so to speak – though it’s never
entirely off or on – so you’d be hard pushed to rely upon it.
But this flickering on and off – surely it’s measurable – measurable or
quantifiable?
You want to think that, don’t you Stan. You dearly want to believe that
you can rely on the 3D side of things rather than having to face the other
lurking within… It’s entirely understandable mate.
But…
But the minute conchy-y-us-ness starts focusing on time-y-ness – on the flicker
– time itself grows self-conscious and develops arrhythmia – starts convulsing –
and throws you into spasms. Can’t be done.
No?
Can be done – of course – when you’ve reached the level of
self-awareness and mastery where you no longer care – you’re no longer reliant
on the need to see the flux in order to better comprehend reality.
Ah – you mean there’s another way of mastering the experience of
reality?
Absolutely.
Absolutely?
Well – like I said – it starts with the silly-seeming thing called
magic.
Does it have to? I really thought we’d grown up – moved beyond the need
to manipulate things – which ultimately doesn’t lead towards a greater, deeper
awareness, does it?
Yep. You’re right. But that was magic then – and this is magic now.
It leaves me with a feeling of sadness. We seemed to have evolved to
something higher – with our various versions of religion to a unified single
Godhead – or an all encompassing coch-y-us-ness – and now we have to sink back down
into the confusions of perceptionality – the morass of magic.
Like I said – there’s an other dimension – another vertex – which we may
as well call Q for the sake of poetic verity.
And this Q – it’s what makes things shift and move?
You could say.
Or you might not?
Yep. It’s like your Time-y-thing going both ways – simultaneously.
Oh dear.
Down to zero and up, or out, to 1 and all.
Failure to compute.
Precisely. That doesn’t mean you’re going to stop computing altogether –
does it – but that there’s going to be an increasing need to find strategies or
methodologies to find or assimilate alternatives to linear computation – as Q
disrupts all the old certainties – all the old aren’t-i-clever-o-logies.
And can it be done? Are we going to find a way to navigate the muddy
waters of other-ness?
Is infinity infinite?
Er…
Coz if it is – then it, and it alone can take care of this – and all the
above.
So – er – we have to become children of infinity?
Well put. Yes, Stan, i think you’re absolutely right.
Well, now that we’ve cleared that up – we could celebrate, perhaps, with
a cup-a-tea?
Good idea, Stan. And perhaps a pastry.
Oh, I say…
And the rest is history – Q time – a change of scene
0=1
~intermittently~
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