01-31-2017, 12:00 AM
LIFE DEATH.
If we are to take the new science of stem cells as example.With new scientific methods comes the ability to retrodifferentiate mature cells to an innocent blank slate level. aka stem calls.these stem cells can be injected into any existic tissue mass ans they will through harmonic resonance with the bodies natural shapetake on the form of healthy tissue, comensurate with their surroundings.the retrodifferentiated stem cell is the archetypal undone social conditioning in cellular form.wether heart, liver, lung, kidney, intestine, brain, knee, toe.. they will viscerally conform.
Now- my vision of space.My greatest belief is that DNA only exists for things..it can have information to create lips and where the skin ceases.. but no DNA says hole.It can make information for heart and lungs.. but no DNA says "slip" between the two..Space for me is the opposite of a stem cell. a stem cell is most at home in the innocence of any organ.. just
becoming mature within its environment.Space for me is un-code.. it is the thing that stops organs sticking together, it is the thingwhich makes not only eye holes, ear holes, arseholes.. but also internal sphincters throughout the bodyeach one an absence of code.so when i turn to space and say i subject myself to it..i am drawing silent division between organs..i am declaring DNAs absence from holes.I am declaring each organ to be alone.and each cell to be alone.each person to be alone.each genus, each planet, each flora, fauna and FOE to be alone.............
space is death.. is really a healing song.asking that my lung dos not stick to my ribs and cause pain..or that cholestorol does not stick to artery. or chicken bone stick in intestinal cavity......................Man is like a seive.. he is full of holes..and where space travels through without blockage all is good..........Of the stem cells.. They need never know for they are in the middle inncoence of each organ.. each mote......life and death in perspective...
Of old age i believe in ghosts..not just spectres with candles on hidden steps.but an accumulated ghost of the species death..How many people have died since you were born? what became of their rements?.................................................................................there were once three sisters who shared an eye..two were never blind..all three saw in a way tinged by the power of she who held the sphere.So when the first held the sphere all THREEdanced a jig.. would wrthe to the silent earth, its spheres and the surounding cosmos.and through their dance of life they all could see as sisters.when the second held the eye.. all three would hear.. would hear life screaming its way through potential,, hear it biting into challengeand shedding off the past.when the third held the eye.. all three would sing, screech, scream a harmony.. through expression of which they would also see.
three sisters who shared an eye.
................I am alright/ I am nice..I wouldnt want to meet me when i am dead.
If we are to take the new science of stem cells as example.With new scientific methods comes the ability to retrodifferentiate mature cells to an innocent blank slate level. aka stem calls.these stem cells can be injected into any existic tissue mass ans they will through harmonic resonance with the bodies natural shapetake on the form of healthy tissue, comensurate with their surroundings.the retrodifferentiated stem cell is the archetypal undone social conditioning in cellular form.wether heart, liver, lung, kidney, intestine, brain, knee, toe.. they will viscerally conform.
Now- my vision of space.My greatest belief is that DNA only exists for things..it can have information to create lips and where the skin ceases.. but no DNA says hole.It can make information for heart and lungs.. but no DNA says "slip" between the two..Space for me is the opposite of a stem cell. a stem cell is most at home in the innocence of any organ.. just
becoming mature within its environment.Space for me is un-code.. it is the thing that stops organs sticking together, it is the thingwhich makes not only eye holes, ear holes, arseholes.. but also internal sphincters throughout the bodyeach one an absence of code.so when i turn to space and say i subject myself to it..i am drawing silent division between organs..i am declaring DNAs absence from holes.I am declaring each organ to be alone.and each cell to be alone.each person to be alone.each genus, each planet, each flora, fauna and FOE to be alone.............
space is death.. is really a healing song.asking that my lung dos not stick to my ribs and cause pain..or that cholestorol does not stick to artery. or chicken bone stick in intestinal cavity......................Man is like a seive.. he is full of holes..and where space travels through without blockage all is good..........Of the stem cells.. They need never know for they are in the middle inncoence of each organ.. each mote......life and death in perspective...
Of old age i believe in ghosts..not just spectres with candles on hidden steps.but an accumulated ghost of the species death..How many people have died since you were born? what became of their rements?.................................................................................there were once three sisters who shared an eye..two were never blind..all three saw in a way tinged by the power of she who held the sphere.So when the first held the sphere all THREEdanced a jig.. would wrthe to the silent earth, its spheres and the surounding cosmos.and through their dance of life they all could see as sisters.when the second held the eye.. all three would hear.. would hear life screaming its way through potential,, hear it biting into challengeand shedding off the past.when the third held the eye.. all three would sing, screech, scream a harmony.. through expression of which they would also see.
three sisters who shared an eye.
................I am alright/ I am nice..I wouldnt want to meet me when i am dead.