01-10-2013, 12:01 AM
Archaos said:
When I say everything and everyplace and everytime is the same - infinity is here - and the only
difference is intensity, it makes things sound uneventful, homogeneous. It is in some sense.
(nemo) Thx Archaos, another way to say this is that everything exists forever and eternal, the computer screen you are looking at right now is and always has been a position of the assemblage point in time, it is not new to creation, you are just lighting it up and it is new to you. What you light up is relative to the frequency your energy can maintain. It's beginnings have been molded, by the tonal of the times, and is now at you availability, because you have aligned with the emanations relative to your "frequency" or in Toltec terms "intensity" fitting your energetic level.
Infinity is here now right before your eyes, the sustained increase in energy allows for the alignment of emanations not molded by the tonal of the times, but does not exclude them.
DJ Tales of Power
"That's not creativity," he said. "That's only
molding. We can mold anything with our hands; personally or in conjunction with
the hands of other tonals. A group of tonals can mold anything; superb
structures as you said."
"But what's creativity then, don Juan?"
He stared at me, squinting his eyes. He chuckled softly,
lifted his right hand over his head and twisted his wrist with a sharp jerk, as
if he were turning a door knob.
"Creativity is this," he said and brought his hand
with a cupped palm to the level of my eyes.
It took me an incredibly long time to focus my eyes on his
hand. I felt that a transparent membrane was holding my whole body in a fixed
position, and that I had to break it in order to place my sight on his hand.
I struggled until beads of perspiration ran into my eyes.
Finally I heard or felt a pop, and my eyes and head jerked free.
On his right palm there was the most curious rodent I had ever
seen. It looked like a bushy-tailed squirrel. The tail, however, was more like
a porcupine's. It had stiff quills.
"Touch it!" don Juan said softly.
I automatically obeyed him and ran my finger on its soft back.
Don Juan brought his hand closer to my eyes and then I noticed something that
threw me into nervous spasms. The squirrel had eyeglasses and big teeth.
"It looks like a Japanese," I said and began to
laugh hysterically.
The rodent then started to grow in don Juan's palm. And while my eyes
were still filled with tears of laughter, the rodent became so enormous that it
disappeared. It literally went out of the frame of my vision.
When I say everything and everyplace and everytime is the same - infinity is here - and the only
difference is intensity, it makes things sound uneventful, homogeneous. It is in some sense.
(nemo) Thx Archaos, another way to say this is that everything exists forever and eternal, the computer screen you are looking at right now is and always has been a position of the assemblage point in time, it is not new to creation, you are just lighting it up and it is new to you. What you light up is relative to the frequency your energy can maintain. It's beginnings have been molded, by the tonal of the times, and is now at you availability, because you have aligned with the emanations relative to your "frequency" or in Toltec terms "intensity" fitting your energetic level.
Infinity is here now right before your eyes, the sustained increase in energy allows for the alignment of emanations not molded by the tonal of the times, but does not exclude them.
DJ Tales of Power
"That's not creativity," he said. "That's only
molding. We can mold anything with our hands; personally or in conjunction with
the hands of other tonals. A group of tonals can mold anything; superb
structures as you said."
"But what's creativity then, don Juan?"
He stared at me, squinting his eyes. He chuckled softly,
lifted his right hand over his head and twisted his wrist with a sharp jerk, as
if he were turning a door knob.
"Creativity is this," he said and brought his hand
with a cupped palm to the level of my eyes.
It took me an incredibly long time to focus my eyes on his
hand. I felt that a transparent membrane was holding my whole body in a fixed
position, and that I had to break it in order to place my sight on his hand.
I struggled until beads of perspiration ran into my eyes.
Finally I heard or felt a pop, and my eyes and head jerked free.
On his right palm there was the most curious rodent I had ever
seen. It looked like a bushy-tailed squirrel. The tail, however, was more like
a porcupine's. It had stiff quills.
"Touch it!" don Juan said softly.
I automatically obeyed him and ran my finger on its soft back.
Don Juan brought his hand closer to my eyes and then I noticed something that
threw me into nervous spasms. The squirrel had eyeglasses and big teeth.
"It looks like a Japanese," I said and began to
laugh hysterically.
The rodent then started to grow in don Juan's palm. And while my eyes
were still filled with tears of laughter, the rodent became so enormous that it
disappeared. It literally went out of the frame of my vision.