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dozing as the bough rests securely upon her laurels. The n
airwaves striking forth with impertinence, branches whistling
the breeze, the birds chirping along as all of us sing together the
song of creation. One can benefit so much fro m exercising the
use of his mind, especially in the Era of Knowledge
Communication. Quantum relativity encompasses my being,
neither timepiece nor a telephony devise; I'm disconnected fro m
everything and everyone I can presume to no longer need praise
to achieve beauty of existence. Where am I, who am I, why,
where what and how I AM. Each mo ment is a n act of move ment
and the action but molecular persuasion of a vibration flowing
more or less as a silent percussion. Space, again, is the null and
void; though molecular structure pulsates on its passage through
time. If it were a vacuum, sound could not therein presume to
exist.
Years after what I wrote in the winter of 2011 , in the summe r
of 2016, editing it and now again in the winter of 2017 I
retrospect through internal expansion uniquely in three parallels
of time. Firstly, the idea to nullify my image; I found
godlessness of null and the god liness of void. Will that; G-d
forefend, the reader mistakenly think that I'm introducing Greek
mythology or disseminating Marxist ideologies, it behooves me
to give notice to a syste mization of thought by which I inspire
my mind to enliven Im2/Ur 1 truth. Secondly, opposition to ido l
worship is not all it's cracked up to be. Ritual has origins in
trying to wean people of attributing soul essence to the artistic
configurations made fro m stones, living trees, and every
material substance accessible to man's pliable ingenuity. Thirdly
the catastrophic crisis of threatened extinction because o f
imbalance in nature.
Also (this editorial input) in the summer of 2016, I a m
observing the ritual of mourning after my mother has deceased.
We have many methods to believe the transfer of our thoughts
to the deceased and vice versa. Death is a force beyond the realm
of comprehensible, greater than nature, a force that can't be
measured (no perceptible dimensions). Every element o f
creation is imbued with the aspect of death, and it’s the parting
anxiety that makes us want to grieve the loss of someone. A
person needs to mourn in order for grief to run its course and
once it has, the individual can reme mber the countenance of the
departed while he or she pursues their natural course of life.
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