Music, time and scale

Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks. In Talisman, the philosopher was my favorite character. A philosophy is to a person, as a rudder is to a boat. The truth is either absolute or relative, depending upon your perspective. Belief in yourself is of utmost importance, you are the only member of your own unity. A group of one is the first group where you have total command - if you choose to accept it.

Frequency is the reciprocal of time. If you resonate at a low frequency, you have more time within your moments, than those caught in the vortex of spinning reality. Possibilities and probabilities exist that allows multiple timelines to be present in the same temporal space. The zero point is in the center - it is not the bottom nor the top. That is just a quark of your imagination.

Physics changes as a function of scale. Human scale is the variable, timelines run concurrently at different frequency in octave formation. The rhythm sound different from 432 to 440 - the energy disruption of the malaprop is enough to push cognitive dissonance. Interference can be constructive or destructive - do not allow the sleight of hand called the double slit to confuse you.

Place your fingers in your ears and yell louder than all the other voices. That weigh you can hear yourself in the vacuum chamber of your own mind. Space, the final frontier is all between your ears. There are four different scale of dimention, an ess and three pees oriented as ex, why and zee. Time, with depth, width and height is the set for this human scale.

The are four axis, each othogonal to the next, arched in a tetrahedron. Water, Water everywhere and all the boards did shrink. Nothing is real, so there's nothing to get hung about. Strawberry Fields and Yellow Poppies all pushed from the perspective of a yellow brick road. Ready to leave the matrix?

Power has to be counter-balanced by Love, as all ther is. The order of the mind shapes the chaos of reality into orderly form. Flow is streaming time, creating Sound of significance, as squeaky wheels get more and more grease. When are we going to roll up our sleeves and change the weigh things are to what they can be. We can collect our mass and step into the void.

Here come old flattop, he come groovin down slowly, he got joo-joo eyeballs, he one spinal cracker, he got hair down to his knees. The Beatles had their own weigh of saying things that should have been patently obvious to the rest of us. All is knot what it seems, a mobius coil that carries charge. Perhaps we should erase the frame of reference built in the past 80 years, and pick up the story before the details change again.

That darn Kat ...

point games

Once again, the photo identification and a point for each new Talisman character, one per person, beyond the Philosopher.