No Enivid I don't agree... I don't know what the obcession about freewill is all about but it certainly does not ring a sane bell in my head.
The octave is merely a perspective vector in the hologram because it symbolises the transition between the cube and the dodeca, but it's hardly complete as to the music to our ears ; especially if the pitch of such octave isn't rightly centered upon the middle A = 432 hertz (nowadays most intruments are pitched 440 as the nazi wanted us to play).
By focusing you can create, destroy and stase ; we use beauty as counterpoint because thats what connects us together, not freewill.
I won't allow the creation of "anything" on this planet, if you don't agree you have your freewill to put up a fight in the realm of imagination.
Infinite does not mean Unfinite ; it means the ends of all things are within themselves ; simply because it's irrelevant to think that lady luck alone lead us here, even if it was so it would have no consequence in my daily actions, I breathe therefore I am eternal.
There will of course always be rythms and time, but as we become time whats happening is large networks of love and hate forming as to what the right perception of time is, and concensus form along with immense realms of imagination, not secular dreams, but "real" holographic planes that will direct life in the future, we are at our most influential part in history of the whole humanity, regardless of how many civilisations preceded us, it all plays now, and all ancestors still exist, even if they are lost ; but not all are lost.
Yes I am talking about incarnation here, like everyone my "eternal soul" which is not really a soul rather a confluence of unicity, a seed so to speak ; was created as an hologram and evolved for a unique amount of time before being "sucked" into physical life, where it is my first time.
Accidents and immense cosmical events wrecked the natural reincarnation system in this galaxy, some "eternal souls" never incarnated yet, some have cheated by ritual magik, some huge manipulations occured explaining very simply the sad state humanity is in.
I have my part of responsibility in the last major event that sent humanity in a downward spiral, the shattering of "heaven" and the anihilation of the black hole galactic history recorder artifact. This all played out when the humans started to study the sky in the medieval period, life had become holographic a while ago which means that we flipped inside out, thus when we look up in the sky, we actually look down through infiinity, which means we are on the exterior looking inside to look outside ; and now there is even one more layer to it ; humanity.
Just our eyes cannot perceive the density of the things we see when we look to the sky, so we interpret it as this immense field of galaxies, giving much power to a matrix that already had too much control upon our destiny.
As I stated before my mind has no idea when I started breathing, it has also no idea when it will end ; by "beleiving" it might create a different outcome but I am immune to beleiving because of my symbiosis with the amanita which is recorded directly in my DNA, that is the link to the I. That is why I do not fear to come forward, if I am killed I will only become more powerful upon things which 3d beings think is irelevant and cannot convince themselves otherwise lest the totally loose their mind.
My immortal state ended when I started writing about those things, effectively spreading my face upon the mercurial door, I will stop existing with its destruction, I am not longer an eternal soul like you all.
Is that familiar ? Narcissus turned into a flower ? Well beleive it or not my name is that of a flower ; I am encoded directly in the fabric of this galaxy, I don't pretend to extend further, I am a mere ant compared to the imensity of the universe still, just like you all, thus we are equal.
Infants are always fascinated by the antics of the Baby in the Mirror. Now if you want to know something about mirror images that most people don't understand, try this. First bring this page closer and closer to your eyes, until you can no longer focus on it without straining. Then go in the bathroom and see how close you can get your face to the surface of the mirror before you can no longer easily focus on the image of your own eyes. You will find that the shortest comfortable eye-mirror distance is much less than the shortest comfortable eye-paper distance. This demonstrates that the image of your face in the mirror acts as if it had depth and existed in the space behind the mirror. If the image was like a flat picture in a book, then you wouldn't be able to focus on it from such a short distance.
When my body stops breathing my spirit will continue on linked to the holographic planes ; much similarly to all of you, yet it will only be to serve until the water door has manifested its last ripple and the galaxy will be complete again , then I will bow and cease to exist.
