Personal Axioms

When uncovering a truth/answer, notice the traits of what covers.

Do what is already done before but near all things not known.

All concepts die when fully understood consciously (if not already known on an unconscious level.)

To understand is to define, to define is to place within limits. Therefore to understand the limitless is indifinitive. (why understand when you can overstand?)

You are the filter thru which god views the world.

Language defines, but is also vague. Lacks limits due to nessarry flaw.

All generalizations are self defeating, including this one.

Cookies and Meme

Lighty drift now. Float and swirl.
Following the logos stream of consciousness to its end, and beyond.

What lies in the place you haven't been before?
What spires peirce the warm sky and block the cool sun?
What base upon which is built the best, has space for further improvements?
And what do they look like as they climb skyward, in a single whim of interconnectedness?

The change without is a change within.

The tollbooth ahead says, please have correct change.

Ginz and Juicy Loose Slack Relax, softly.

Ask for yourself, nothing more than less, and nothing less than more.
But only in the way of the understanding of the whole, are the parts significant. To focus is to lose the picture, and to paint one is to find a lie. To observe is roughly parallel to experience in that you are sill confused as to the actual point (you still thinking there is one) is outside your reach. Arms reach will not provide what legs walking can, and jarring results. Now, yes now that you can pull in the resources, and push away the bullshit into a little pile, a speck on the horizon. The resources, the good feeling you get when you help someone, and the curiosity about what out there is fucking awesome are now growing closer and eclipsing the rapidly fading dot on the horizon even before the good feeling begins to double. But not yet feeling it now. You will notice it happen, as if in slow motion, as it speeds up to a Zing!

Zong!

ZaaaAAAAaahhhhhhh!

All in a small boat together.

Satan, Gandhi, Stalin, Buddah, Diana, Hitler, Muhammed, Bush, Ivan, Jesus, Mao, You, Me.

We all have somthing in common.

What is it?

Whats another one?

How many hundreds more are there?

When you think about the best of everyone, does the worst matter?

What about when you think about the worst? does the best matter?

Matter is created and destroyed, creates and destroys.

If you could only put things together and take things apart, what could you do in this world?

Why ask hard questions when you can just feel good?