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Nirvana ... Perfect Shadow?

Nirvanna ... Nerve Na ... Salt of the Earth, traveller in a sea of water:

I get a lot of crap from authorities about thinking, most seem to worship their deepest darkest parts, emotions and don't know where they come from. Could we learn this from a Mir flood of words if we could listen and process? How does one do that in a world bent on dumbing down the commoner ... the one's most often doing the Job ... is this suicidal? Perhaps it is just to humour the Gods as integrated in a great pool of laughter ... joint idealism? Does an emotional response make one stop and think? Rarely it seems! Consider creations two greatest gifts: emotions and intelligence ... stuff of the harmony when in ba'lance at the point! Full crum for the pups ... when we know practically nothing!

How’s of darkness, shadow of the sol cast across the land as a follower of light … a physical attribute of thought near to the flames of desire? It is indeed a strange sign for the sensitive space to absorb … the window of the soul in reflection … the eye Wahl of the storm’n norm we call m’n, no sexual bios involved … this is battle of the genre … spirit of the sol which is fey, bewitching, flighty, Ehraim’d as ephemeral by the desire of isolation … m’n in the ancient sense of maheinaim where Jacob laid down his head (sar-awe) in rest. It’s difficult spot to approach. Read the story of Jacob again and his battle on the other side of “That” river! M’n, מין in one form of meaning is an isolated gift of grace. If you have a hidden itch … there’s scratch as a creative adjunct, absolute for the abstract portion of the mind. Dark Night of the Sole --- Conrad. Is there always room for light when m’nk’nd is inserted into reality? But what is real about this thing we call mind/soul/psyche complex? Is it not metaphysical … travelling along side physical man as alien companion … a twin? It is funny to observe how the J’nn was extracted from this matter and referred to as Jim in time to come … James: African expression for the slave-keeper of light … J’sous, buried and subversive to Roman authority.
 
I get a lot of crap, gob Shiite in some tongues, from authoritarian types that impress us with a know-it-all basis as experts in their field. Now in an infinite expanse … what can a mere mortal know … Zilche, a shocking small fire indeed? Perhaps it is the passing of Zeus, when a collective of humans realized his limitations … mortality? Perhaps it is best that Gods occupy other dimensions! Romans were not willing to accept such ancient and wise conventions as nothing and the infinite as perceptions of the realm of the cosmos … alternate thought to a Roman “real” existence with a Caesar and all the trappings. Trappings: yah, a lot of people gets sucked into that swirl of the storm eh! Then they can’t get beyond the mêmè bran’ of the eye Wahl … outside themselves. It is sensitive substance that … most turn that sense off and consume them’s elf with the wormhole within, Elijah, when the echo is outside … Eli-çha the stuff of Shemen, shadowy existence of your’ self if you would look at the be’st. Some call it witch doctor ‘n, others self-healing if you can get by the physical roués and examine a moor fuss lines of the heart and mind. They are like caves in Plato’s expression and such doesn’t float with many of the paradigm … Archimedes principle! If the physical rule doesn’t hold, we’ll retreat to the cave and claim we don’t know anything but … we’re a hard authority. A stone in the fore head of the monster?
 
Such thoughts delineate lines in sans (without) about Closter phobic and Agoraphobic personas, drifts of the spirit in obtuse directions. There is a pool in that cave … Jacob (common sense) will dig it for you if you can live in subversive manna as a stonecutter. They tend to be hated by people that despise the dirt of life, even though they construct ‘ohms for the high and mighty!
 
Life is a very ambiguous empiric, which is to say that there are multiple strings to the fabric. Most of the silent paradigm has no desire to put it all together though as perfect freedom is all that counts with not sense of responsibility of respect. Then they have the Ba’als to question what is wrong with civilization! Do the role models teach adequately to round out the squares born in fore winds? Runes will suit the authority quite well as long as they can’t see the end result … or the means to the end which is the shadow of the personal medium, thy’s elf. In absence of the wee people, Pagans, the castles fall, like empires, and other un-responsible regimes. As the story goes: “Feed my lambs, sheep, go’đes!” How many do this, or even know about the thin, sensitive connections to their own existence? Do they want to know? Perhaps this is the real lesson to the matter about thin spaces … fine connections to the other side of what Richard Dawkins questions as the mêmè, in franc, blunt truth, it is same/space, but a portion of our thinking that we refuse to acknowledge the same as common light. We have conditioned ourselves not to think about it because of guilt about our own existence. Do we repay the lien, the mortgage on the property in full? All except the light portions that you carry as deuçe pyres … your emotions and intelligence are in the gynes/gybes that are around yah as separate storms. Can you balance them out for reasonable use by the medium isolated from that mystical space of the story of the mind … mnemonic and share it as pneumonic … or would the Wahl just push it back as pure nonsense? That’s the problem with Wahls, they are built from two sides and then awful difficult to shift!
 
Nerve Annè: a sort of Black Hole of neurological echo of infinite string nature. Anne is an ancient symbol for reflection … an/na! How would we get it in the soul if it weren’t in a mysterious Ba’al excluded to mankind? There’s that isolationist tilde again! It only works if the body is connected well … like The devil’s causeway connects Eire to the Isle of Mann under a sea of salt water (Mir), and ancient symbol of wisdom bridged far from a pontifical reach that would prefer to control your mind for alternative reason … altered ego? Did creation offer a sigh’n --- Isaiah 7:11? Did a pompous king refuse the whisper … it appears the mo’n was given anyway like winds in the willows … there’s always some to hear wisdom ignored by the paradigm! No wonder they are silent. Is this missing the purpose of the Job between the devil and the deep blown sea? Job for a grand fisherman eh … where inept tune now, cast in a shuol … ammonite? Then some are superficial and don’t listen well, some haven’t been taught well about strange space of the infinite … cos mos-logical expansion of th’ ought … the-O inna word?
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