I only wonder, almost the only events of formative power that stick in my crevasse, why were the hugos and barbarosas in the Holy Roman empire seemingly such dolts? Every decision that I read came out of that arrangements seems out of tune with like-a town that would function to assist its denizens to live to 26? Was there a severe death cult there?
The phenomenon really seems to be something like absolute infinity reminding the finite that everything that happens serves a purpose that is not limited by anything other than what ultimately assists that purpose. It's freedom reminding that bondage always serves - ought always serve, as we ourselves choose to practice it - freedom. Hence the bondage of the cross and the freedom of the resurrection - the unity of absolute constriction and absolute release - as what can only be the final symbol of reality itself's story.
The mistake of every localized interpretation - the CIA, aliens, time travelers - is precisely stopping one's interpretation before it results in metanoia, and thus communion with the truly universal - with the spaceless, timeless light.
Beautifully said. Are you familiar with the work of Jeffrey Kripal? He argues more or less along similar lines in some his books, I will post an excerpt soon from his most recent book ("How Think Impossibly") where he gets into this.
No, I’m not familiar with him. Thanks for the recommendation. Looking forward to your post.
Also, you might be interested in subscribing to my substack. It’s still very schizo but I’ve cleaned it up a bit. It’s something of a record of my whole life - I have essays there from high school and college and self-analyses of psychotic episodes and then I have a crown of Shakespearean sonnets based on the gospels where each line equals AQ 777 that I finished a month ago, along with a lot of other poetry.
I feel like you might find more value in it all than most.
I only wonder, almost the only events of formative power that stick in my crevasse, why were the hugos and barbarosas in the Holy Roman empire seemingly such dolts? Every decision that I read came out of that arrangements seems out of tune with like-a town that would function to assist its denizens to live to 26? Was there a severe death cult there?
The phenomenon really seems to be something like absolute infinity reminding the finite that everything that happens serves a purpose that is not limited by anything other than what ultimately assists that purpose. It's freedom reminding that bondage always serves - ought always serve, as we ourselves choose to practice it - freedom. Hence the bondage of the cross and the freedom of the resurrection - the unity of absolute constriction and absolute release - as what can only be the final symbol of reality itself's story.
The mistake of every localized interpretation - the CIA, aliens, time travelers - is precisely stopping one's interpretation before it results in metanoia, and thus communion with the truly universal - with the spaceless, timeless light.
Beautifully said. Are you familiar with the work of Jeffrey Kripal? He argues more or less along similar lines in some his books, I will post an excerpt soon from his most recent book ("How Think Impossibly") where he gets into this.
No, I’m not familiar with him. Thanks for the recommendation. Looking forward to your post.
Also, you might be interested in subscribing to my substack. It’s still very schizo but I’ve cleaned it up a bit. It’s something of a record of my whole life - I have essays there from high school and college and self-analyses of psychotic episodes and then I have a crown of Shakespearean sonnets based on the gospels where each line equals AQ 777 that I finished a month ago, along with a lot of other poetry.
I feel like you might find more value in it all than most.