TH ETA, HU DA BAR? I C SPIN ACH
So tying it all together, Atlantis and Ur coalesce and join at the idea that we should always have somewhere else to "teleport to" in the world that becomes the basis for the liberation of every soul and the end of Hell through that simple idea--that everyone's going to have plenty of destinations on their Active (Apache) Directory new fangled yellow-pages meets access-control-list meets ... "why don't you come visit my Log Cabin ... or the Atlantean Ballroom ... whenever you want?" So that's the point of the floating LEGO city in the window above, it comes with a fairly obvious need for The Doors to be a significant part of "what would Jesus do" ... when singing about something and naming books and bands, that's a thing--part of the map) actually makes it happen.
So that's where I'm trying to get us--to a place where that's not only true but obvious, and on top of that the future, our future really understands how much work it took us to integrate such a wildly correct and "new" idea into a worl that didn't know for the vast majority of it's youth that these things... that ending disease with the sound of a blowing "Sho Find And Replace" and turning stone to bread and making bullets disappear in midair ... we didn't know these were even possible; let alone how to integrate them with a world full of optometry and oncology that was being made blind to the "c our light" and the idea that we're still here not talking or arguing or refuting or moving forward on the idea that the words "Original Poster" and the continuance of "forums" also have something to do with the beginning of "civilization."
I'd be super interested in pictures of the actual grafffiti, which you can find here; on the astroturf where I watched an ani-ant do a fairly good ... mockery of my usual evening hotel-room routine ... followed by the voice of B saying "I spent alot of time on that ant" coming from the ether:
Personally known to me for quite some time is why there's a bright shining connection between the idiom "in your dreams" and the word HA'REM, the idea of rapid eye movement, and the band Blink-182 ... trying to tell you that "carry me home" is just about exactly how I feel today. Just before leaving Los Angeles I began witnessing a very strange phenomenon--in the blink of an eye--without exaggeration or euphemism, literally in a split second, I began seeing messages that I know were written directly to me appearing around me on the sidewalks and walls in spray-painted graffiti. My phone was dead, and I was wandering halfway to that point myself through a land called Sun Valley and I didn't take much time to think about what I was seeing, though it's the kind of thing I relish in and seek out ... direct verifiable communication "from the beyond." Knowing what "dose bka" means--in a circle just like that--for those of you that aren't as familiar with Gene Wilder's vision of Heaven in the flick "God's Willwhy Wonthat" the "Ka" is an Egyptian mythological dentation for the biological body and brain; so that specific thing was about Dave Matthews' "little b, little bay" (also depicted in graffiti above) so I looked the other way, and failed to do one of the more interesting of tests ... which is to hear how things sound out loud, sofa king stewie pi-d of me... and kept on wandering towards Margate, Florida ... where I'm writing to from today. Of course that's geographical-map-tie to Seagate and to Watergate and to the idea that computer technology and freedom (specifically of speech) are all part of the foundational Gate to Heaven ... that really is ... our history and this world and you ... reacting.
Seeing "time stop" and the world change around me is the reason we've embarked down this little journey of "what would you do" if the history of the world were changing before your eyes... and you didn't know anything about causality or that you wouldn't even know if changes were being made; what would you do if you could witness the tool and act of Creation right before your eyes. Would you be scared that you might wake up in a world where the United States lost the High Castle to Phillip K. Dick or in a place where you didn't speak a single world of the language you were seeing was pervading the cosmos as you stood by in silence?
I kept on moving there too--sort of avoiding the link between humor and hubris and audacity... until I got to the ciudad of Tampa, Florida ... where some really bright hot pink shirts were waiting for me to replace all of the clothing (as in every single piece of garb I owned) being left in a bag on the street in Los Angeles ... because ... seemed like a good idea at the time. One of the shirts is depicted above, and you might see.a link to 9/11 and more on the idea of what we should do about future foreknowledge (as in, keep all the good promises and reverse everything bad?) in a place we'd call the "light of day" if it weren't the light of "Hemera is Hashemesh." Building for a cure, in hindsight I can't agree more--we really do deserve that cure. The other one says "help save a's b's c's" and that goes to the heart of the rest of the issue here; that we're in a place where lack of communication and a very clear lack of logical reaction threaten not just the future of speaking out loud, but of being able to think for ourselves. So throwing all those things into the "Y" that are ... well, hopefully all good promises to be fulfilled or ... conversely things to fix pretty quickly.
If you missed it, seeing "pinky" and then the "pink shirts" is another act of Creation; and proof of foreknowledge and something like the world being paused (or a little piece of history changing before my eyes) to help drive home the crux of what's possible here in Creation--which is to see that a single word could be changed in the past and your memories could be 'rerun' or altered to be sure there's always been an "R" in turmeric; even though I'm pretty sure I remember it not being there, and the rest of your memories not being affected by something as big as "SOIS" and "if you are thebeginning of Heaven so am I' (now you're saying it ... "out loud?") ... anyway, the lack of effect in other places where it probably should change things (according to the Buttercup Effect or that movie "Prince in Bride" featuring the girl from Firefly) ... well you're probably staring at the technological mechanism behind "darkness."
I see "grooming" ... teaching the world what to do being handed the keys to this car--to know to stop hurricanes and earthquakes and ... and not to go back and change "every girl dreamt they'd be his partner" just because it makes me/you mad at Carly Simon. Maybe you don't see it yet.
Anyway, I've asked some people and gotten mixed answers about the spelling of the spice above; wondering now if I'm in the novel Dune or ... if you still don't think everything's connected. Like a Matrix, you know? It should be really clear that this message is coming to us from a place that has the power to make it a reality--and that standing between that happening and ... total silence is nothing more than a lack of discussion. I mean freedom--it's obviously a lack of freedom standing between sight of Silicon and the end of silence. I'm feeling pretty confident about this "Exodus from slavery" thing.