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In twenty-five days, the universe will be coming to a head and all that will be will be left up to me. https://sites.google.com/site/archetypealgorithm/ https://archetypealgorithm.earth/
In twenty-five days, the universe will be coming to a head and all that will be will be left up to me. https://sites.google.com/site/archetypealgorithm/ https://archetypealgorithm.earth/
Arrival… A day it has been since the process has brought me from the east to the west. Just now, this present moment, a small bird, landed on my lap, look around a flew off. In my stillness and silence, it did so. All things have come into place. All things are becoming more peaceful…
For it is the great lion that walks across the heavens to the west, as just now a star above its head appears, to which soon, is the way i will be heading. https://sites.google.com/site/archetypealgorithm/ https://archetypealgorithm.earth/
By the light of the full moon this is written. The mark of the beginning that is in the perpetuation of the spring equinox. The snow moon on its twenty-eight day, being herald by mars, which was proceeded by Orion, which has his arrow aimed north. For on this night, as the snow moon rose,…
For all things that I willith are being made to take place. That which is willed to be and that which is willed not to be. It has been in thought that the happenings are due to decisions of others made, but this is, in the becoming, less of that which is now, more and…
My attention as of late has been the more quieting of the external influx into the mind. Beside my commutes to and from the job and an hour of meditation at lunch, my mind is being constantly stimulated by something external. Not the idiocrasy of T.V., radio or news but of the daily job, research,…
{past.injection(Independence Day, independence of the individual from wants of much worldliness in their life. Those that can govern themselves)}. https://sites.google.com/site/archetypealgorithm/ https://archetypealgorithm.earth/
Upon awaking this morning, I built a fire, had coffee and let the day usher in. I sit here now before the fire, watching the move “Agora”, broken but well done. Once again, here I am in the midst of winter and so once again, spring is on its way. For it is, that at…
After a week of listening to my neighbor’s dog cry constantly because of its caging, I went over to let them know. Once again as before, I was told that this is a neighborhood and I am wrong to expect silence and other non-encroachment. My perception towards this matter is unchanged. For I say that…