Ocean paralax; the reference point

Transcendence is integration and dissemination. The ultimate singular density of the nucleus and the ultimate emptiness of vast space, pulling opposite directions toward the same nothingness. This forms some mathematic image that probably explains time if not time travel, but I have a hard time believing it so deeply that I set the intention to truly understand it. The assumption that a serious intention manifests immediately--ie back to the future--is still to me just a concept. I lack the faith to have true intuition. It's not that I'm scared of trying just that faith takes work and I'm a lazy one.
But that's never the end of the story. We're not giver uppers. It's just that all the serious intentions I've ever set have had a built in escape hatch: time. The rate at which we have come to understand events and then build bodies and worlds that can exist in this matrix precludes, or at least discourages simultaneous inflow and outflow. But when we catch glimpses of it, when our egos forget to set objectives and we realize that the infinite happening of each moment is happening in all directions and at all moments; that's when we start to believe. But what if we never didn't believe. Don't worry child. Of course those cars just passed in opposite directions and of course they didn't crash and of course you knew they weren't going to. You were just perceiving multiple events going on in your brain at a single moment. You saw with two eyes. Not just two but ten thousand eyes. You felt with your entire haptic system the being of that moment exactly at the moment of happening. And now you want to know what it all means but you can't even remember what it was. Don't worry, little boy. That's just your soul trying to integrate itself into the universe. What happens if you let it happen?


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